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The Power of a Real Man 2: Meeting Steve's Friends

By teachmedeepthroat

submitted September 4, 2009

Categories: Fetish, Discipline, Orgies, S/M

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I saw Steve on Monday night washing his truck while I walked my dog. I got hard as soon as his house was in sight, and when I saw him out there sweating I nearly died.

I stopped to talk all the while hoping he'd invite me in for another round. I would have given anything just to suck this god's cock again. Instead he told me to wash his truck for him while he sat in the garage and drank a few beers. I of course accepted because it gave me a chance to show off my ass for him.

As I was finish up he came up behind me and said "Boy!" I jumped. "I got something for you."

I turned around and he was holding a very small white jockstrap made of a thin soft material. He said "I want you to wear this tomorrow. Be here at 7:30 SHARP! Strip down to just this when you enter my house boy, and come down to the game room" I responded "Yes sir!" and he turned around and went back into the house.

I found myself standing outside of his house at 7:20 the next day, counting the minutes. Out front were parked 2 more lifted pickups, a black Trans Am, and a silver street bike. I assumed that his new neighbors must have been having friends over.

As soon as my watch struck 7:28 I was at the front door. I heard nothing as I went inside. I stripped and made my way downstairs to the game room. I opened the door and there was Steve standing by the big screen. I stepped in and then saw 4 other men sitting on the couches. I was shocked and embarrassed and looked at Steve for direction. Steve said "Boy, these are my friends Wayne, Tony, Todd, and Alan, but to you we are all sir." He took a step towards me. " You understand boy?"

I hesitated for a moment and then said "Yes Sir."

Steve barked "Now get your ass upstairs and bring us back some beers!" and his friends laughed. I began to say "Yes Sir", but one of the other men spoke over me and said "Just get the fucking beers, faggot!"

As I made my way upstairs I remembered seeing them all before at Steve's. Steve had told me they would come over to watch football and play poker. Then I remembered seeing a boy run out of Steve's crying late one night. I was nervous, but I wouldn't dare defy Steve and I was strangely excited to see what was about to happen.

After all, these guys were all hot too and all around Steve's age. One was about 6'4, very short blonde hair, ripped, with a southern accent and looked mean. I was intrigued! Another was very Italian, 5'10", goatee, built like an ox, but not cut. I later found out this was Steve's Cousin. Another had Marine tattoos, about 6'1" red hair, green eyes, light skin, but had the biggest shoulders and arms of the group. And the last was Black, very tall and slender 6'6", but ripped (like a pro basketball player), light facial hair,.

I came back down a couple minutes later and Steve was waiting for me at the door. He barked "What the hell took so long you little faggot?" I was shocked. He grabbed a beer out of my hand and yelled "Get on your knees!" I was scared and immediately complied. The guys all laughed at me and I felt so naked and vulnerable. Steve spit in my face. The blonde said "We need our beers you little cocksucker." I crawled over to them and gave them their beers. As I gave them each their beers they spit in my face too.

As I sat on my knees in the middle of the room they began to ask Steve about the other day. I was so embarrassed. They began to talk about my ass and how tight and wet it was and how well I took his huge cock. Steve ordered me to get the lube off of the entertainment center and finger myself for the guys. I did as I was told.

After just a few minutes it was time for another round of beers. This time the Italian ox ordered me to go get them. When I came back Steve was sitting in a chair in the middle of the room naked with his buddies all watching him. Steve asked me if I was ready to show them what a cock hunger faggot I was. Clearly, he did not expect a response. I crawled in between his legs as the other men laughed and called me names and began to suck Steve's big fat cock.

After about 5 minutes I was gagging on Steve's cock and Steve told me to turn around and show his friends how much I was enjoying it. I turned around smiling, with my face dripping wet. Then my jaw dropped. They were all jacking their own huge cocks. The southern man was an easy 9 inches, not as fat as Steve, but had nice big balls too. The Italian Ox was about 7.5 but thick as hell with huge hairy bull nuts (apparently a family trait). The Irish Marine could have been 10, plenty thick, and super veiny. His balls weren't huge, but they were nowhere near small. The Black basketball player was 8 1/2 and uncut, pretty fat, with really low hanging big balls.

Steve asked me "What do you say boy?" I was confused by the question and still in shock that there was over 40 inches of big man dick pointed at me and all I could do was look around with my jaw wide open. I was scared, excited, and in disbelief all at once. Just then the Marine spoke up and said "Steve, we need to show this boy his place."

They all stood up Steve ordered me outside. They all walked behind me and once I was outside they surrounded me. My heart was racing, and I had no idea what was about to happen. All of a sudden, one by one, they all started pissing on me and spitting on me while they called me faggot, cocksucker, whore, trash, pussy bitch, cum hole. But after a minute or two the shower of piss stopped and I was drenched. I was disgusted and I wanted to cry.

Then Steve ordered me to get everyone another round of beers and meet him back to the weight room. This time he put me on the floor on my knees in front of the mirrored wall. He made me suck his monster cock again. After about 15 minutes I felt the poppers forced into my hand and I knew what was about to happen. I turned around to face the mirrors on my hands and knees and took 3 really big hits.

He asked me "Are you ready for this little boy? You want me to make you my bitch?" I cried out "Yes sir, make me your bitch!" With that I felt him stuff the head in and then the rest followed, quicker than last time. Within a couple minutes he was pounding away and the balls slapping was only drown out by my moans and screams. The men were calling me names and making jokes about how much I was loving it. But I didn't care. I was loving it! I was so turned on by the huge cock slamming my prostate, the powerful men laughing at me, and being forced to watch it all in the mirror, that I came after about 5 minutes. And that only encouraged the cat calls from Steve's friends, but Steve was nowhere near done.

After about 15 minutes of intense pounding Steve forced me flat to the floor and pinned me with his hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming. Steve started to withdraw his massive cock completely and then slam it back in until finally he started to growl and empty a truly huge load into my little body. Then the other men ordered me to my knees and surrounded me and gave me the biggest facial I had ever received.

Once we were all cleaned up and I was about to leave they invited me to a party at Wayne's on Saturday...

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