Cutie-pie turned around and got face down, ass up on the bed and asked me to fuck him hard. I was happy to oblige. I fucked him first slowly, enjoying the feeling of my hard cock in his ass. But soon I could feel that I was getting close to the point of no return.
I told Cutie that I was getting close.
“Do you have a big load for me?” I told him I had been partying all weekend and that it should be a huge load.
“Fucking hot. Give me that big load you big slut.” Now I was the one feeling a talented asshole gripping me and milking the cum out of my big, hard cock.
I groaned and felt the cum surge up from my balls and into Cutie’s ass. He moaned as he felt my cock pulsing and twitching inside of him. I could feel spurt after spurt of cum shooting out of my cock inside Cutie’s ass. Eventually my orgasm subsided. My softening cock slid out of his ass. He turned around and licked and sucked me clean.
“Thank you. That was so hot.” I had to sit on the bed because my legs felt weak.
“That was fun. Thank you!” Cutie-pie blew me a kiss and left my room. I shut the door behind him and lay down to rest. Once again, I had cum leaking out of my ass.
I checked the time. I only had about 45 minutes left on my room. I decided to get cleaned up and get ready to leave. I went to the locker room to take a shower. Before I cleaned up I sat on a toilet and pushed some more cum out of my ass. Once again I had globs of cum dripping out of my ass. I just pushed out enough to make sure that I didn’t have too much semen leaking out of me after I got dressed.
I showered and washed myself off with the body wash from the dispensers on the wall. I stopped in the lobby and called Daniel again. This time he answered the phone. He asked what I was up to. I told him I was at Flex and getting ready to leave. He said that he was hanging out with some guys at a house not too far from Flex and that I should come by if I wanted. I borrowed a pen and paper from the guy at the front desk and got the address. I told Daniel I’d get a cab and should be over there pretty soon.
I went to my room, got dressed and packed up my stuff in my bag. On my way out I checked the chalkboard one more time. I added a final edit to my “ad”:
“Thanks guys! Room ran out and I’ve got to go. I’ll be back soon. Final count: 7 loads (ass), 2 loads (swallowed)”
My cab dropped me off at the house where Daniel was hanging out. It was near downtown Phoenix, in a neighborhood with older houses that were nicely kept. I recognized Daniel’s car parked on the curb in front of the address he had given me.
I knocked at the door. A middle-aged guy wearing boxer-briefs answered the door. I asked if Daniel was there.
“Daniel your friends here” the guy called over his shoulder. He invited me in.
I entered into nicely decorated house. Daniel was sitting on a couch, watching a large screen TV that was playing a vintage gay porn movie. I introduced myself to the guy who had opened the door.
“I’m Jack.” He shook my hand and then gave me a friendly hug.
“I’m James.” James was a good-looking white guy who looked to be in his mid-forties. He had a fashionable haircut, neatly trimmed beard, and blue eyes. He also clearly worked out and spent time at a tanning salon.
I sat down next to Daniel on the couch. James was sat in an armchair next to the couch.
“Jack was at Flex before he came here. And on Saturday night he was at some king of sex party at a hotel.” Daniel winked at me as he hinted at my exploits to James.
“How was Flex this morning?” James was smiling at me and definitely checking me out.
I told him that there was a pretty good crowd.
“One of my new favorite things is hooking up with the ‘straight’ guys who are on the down-low and looking for some secret head or ass.” I made the air quotes with my fingers.
James laughed and said he felt sorry for the guys who weren’t ready to come out. I said I understood where they were coming from, since I just recently was comfortable identifying as bisexual, and I wasn’t out.
“Jack used to be a total top until he met our friend Tina.” Daniel winked at me again.
“Daniel is right. I was one off those down-low tops who liked to get sucked off and to fuck. Then I started partying and I discovered the joys of chasing cock.
James asked me if I was able to get enough cock.
“When I’m partying, there is never enough.”
Daniel said that I wasn’t kidding. “In only a month or two Jack is already becoming known as the hot, masculine top who is an absolute cum hungry bottom slut.”
As we talked I could see a very nice bulge developing in James’ underwear.
“Daniel and I made a bet last night. He bet that, even after getting gangbanged at that hotel party on Saturday night and then going to Flex and getting fucked by a bunch more guys, you would still show up here hungry for more cock. I thought that you would be worn out after all that.”
Daniel asked me how many guys had fucked me this weekend. I tried to remember. I said that I had stared out going to Zorbas’ adult bookstore on Friday, before work, and I got fucked by three guys and swallowed one guy. Then I went to work and went to the baths after that. I think I got fucked by about nine guys on Friday.”
“Then I went to the party at the hotel on Saturday night. I think I got fucked by seven more guys there. And then something like seven more at Flex this morning. So I guess that is about twenty-three guys this weekend. So far at least…” I made a point of looking at James’ crotch.
James stood up and took off his underwear. He had a very nice uncut cock that was getting harder as I watched. I stood up and got naked. James said that we should all go in the bedroom.
We went into a large bedroom that looked like it had been made by taking out the walls between two smaller bedrooms. In the middle of the long wall was a king-size bed. There were two guys laying on the bed, watching porn on a TV hanging from the wall.
“Jack this is Travis and Jorge.” Travis was a college-aged looking guy, kind of a frat-guy type, but one who would ping gaydar. Jorge was a well-build Latino guy, maybe a couple of years older than Travis. Both were naked, with nice toned physiques. Jorge was uncircumcised and Travis was had a cut cock. I was guessing that both would have large cocks when they got hard.
“Jack is Daniels new slutty friend. He has apparently spent the weekend getting fucked at Zorbas, at a resort, at the Chute, at a hotel and at Flex.”
“And now I’m here.”
Daniel asked if we wanted to party. Of course, we all did. Pretty soon we were sharing hits off a glass bong and Daniel was giving me a double booty-bump. As the meth hit my system, I got all chatty.
Daniel seemed to sense that I was all spun up and wanting an excuse to brag about my sexual exploits.
“Jack was telling James that he had been fucked by about twenty-three guys this weekend.”
“Bareback? Or…” Travis was asking the question.
“All bareback. The only way to get fucked when you’re partying, right?”
“How many loads did you take?” Now Jorge was asking.
“Twenty-three” Jorge was impressed.