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On Saturday morning, Jordan woke up with a sore, throbbing asshole. He was coated from head to toe in layers of dried jizz; some of it his, the rest belonging to his friends. A feeling of regret washed over him as he recalled their drunken exploits. Even still, his morning wood stiffened even harder at the memory of it.
He heard a knock on his door. "Come on, dude. Get in the shower; we've got plans this morning, and we can't do it without the bachelor boy!" Aaron said through the door.
"Just a minute," Jordan said, groaning as he sat up. He went into the adjoining bathroom, and turned the shower to a nice cool temperature, cold enough to kill the boner he still had. Jordan squirted some shampoo into his wet, curly hair, spreading it around to clean the dried clumps of cum sticking to it. He quickly moved onto his body, lathering up his cum-crusted pecs and abs before rinsing himself off.
There was still one more part of him that felt sticky and crusty, however. He reached behind himself feel his butt. It was covered in more jizz than anywhere else, he realized. He felt around until he reached his hole, which by far had the highest density of spent semen. "Ohhh..." he reflexively moaned as his fingers grazed the outside of his sore, cum-covered hole. Curious, he slid his middle finger inside. "Aggghhhh..." He groaned out as it penetrated his sore, used rectum. His cock jumped at the intrusion, stiffening in spite of the cold water hitting it. His hole felt looser and sticky. Jordan pulled his fingers out with a pop and squirted some more soap generously onto his hand. He massaged it onto his butt cheeks, removing the built-up layers of cum that covered it. Finally, he shoved two soap-coated fingers back into his butthole, cleaning it by sliding his fingers in and out.
"Oh fuuuuck!" Jordan shouted out as his fingers grazed his sore prostate. "Goddammit..." his cock was stiff as a rock once more, no longer deterred even by the cold temperature of the water. Despite the soreness, he couldn't bring himself to stop. It felt...good, he realized. He fingered his asshole until he was on the verge of cumming, when he heard a knock on the door.
"Jordan, come on!" Aaron shouted through the door. Quickly, Jordan pulled his fingers out, moaning as he heard the same pop, and rinsed himself off. He quickly finished up in the bathroom, and went to join his friends.
***
"Jordan!" the others shouted. Still hung over, he covered his ears from the volume as the others laughed.
"Here, for the hangover." Aaron handed him an aspirin and some water, which he quickly swallowed.
"Here's the plan for today," Aaron said. "We're gonna go get breakfast downstairs, and then we’re gonna do go-kart racing. After that, we’ll get lunch, then hang out around the hotel for a bit before hitting the bars and clubs.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Jordan nodded.
Their hangovers had subsided by the end of breakfast. If anyone else had remembered what they had done last night, nobody seemed to be phased by it, or if they had, at least weren’t going to openly show it. Nobody brought it up, and nobody really wanted to. The rest of the day felt like it flew by for Jordan, and before they knew it, they were back in the bars. Jordan, Aaron, and Elliot were downing drinks while Moe, Jake, and Sean were flirting with some women, hoping to get lucky tonight.
“Look at them,” Aaron laughed. “Glad the three of us don’t have to worry about who we’re going home with every night.”
“I wasn’t sure at first, but relationships do have their benefits,” Jordan drunkenly agreed. “Although a few strippers every now and then don’t hurt…” he downed more of his beer.
“Sorry about that, man,” Aaron said.
“Although I gotta admit, last night was…pretty fun,” Elliot interjected. “This may be the beer talking, but I might even wanna do it again.”
“Yeah, I didn’t hate it…” Aaron admitted, drunkenly blushing. All three of their cocks were beginning to harden in their pants.
By the end of the night, Jake, Moe, and Sean weren’t successful, and when Aaron called them over to leave, the three had been blue-balled long enough.
The party was just beginning, though. The guys arrived back at the hotel suite, where the drinking games began. Not long after, they heard a knock on the door.
“Who’s that?” Moe asked. Aaron stood up.
“I know last night was unexpected with the stripper canceling, so I called the agency and they sent over two this time, for the price of one,” Aaron said as he went to open the door. On the other side, however, were two guys, one dressed as a cop, and the other as a firefighter.
“I’m Zain, and this is Kyle,” the cop introduced themselves.
“Dude, what the fuck?!” Jake shouted. “I thought they were sending lady strippers!”
“Oh…uh, sorry for the confusion,” Kyle said. “Our boss is pretty shitty, he probably got things mixed up.
“We’re pretty sure he drinks on the job,” Zain added. “We can go if you’d like.”
“Although if you don’t, we could really use the money, too,” Kyle interjected. “We don’t get paid if the show gets canceled.” They’d performed for guys before, so it wasn’t entirely out of their comfort zones.
The guys looked at each other drunkenly, then they looked at Jordan. He had to admit, they were pretty hot, and he was already growing a boner just remembering last night. “Ah, what the hell. Why don’t you guys stay, if nothing else you can join the party.”
Zain and Kyle walked in, and Aaron handed them each a beer. “I’m Aaron, and this is Jordan. The other guys are Jake, Moe, Sean, and Elliot.”
“This is your party?” Kyle said to Jordan.
“Yeah,” he replied.
“Sorry about ruining it. I heard nobody showed last night, either. Our boss is a massive tool.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Jordan said as he took a swing of beer. “I’ve had worse bosses,” he laughed. “One time in high school, my boss made us go in during sweltering heat, without air conditioning, to finish something he’d forgotten to do.” the guys laughed.
The party continued, although the underlying expectation of a stripper had left them restless and drunk. Sean, who’d already had blue balls earlier in the evening, was the first to say something. “Hey, so why don’t you guys show us some stripper moves?”
“Yeah!” the guys nodded and laughed, pushing Jordan up. “Let’s see him get a lapdance from a dude,” Moe laughed. Zain and Kyle looked at each other.
“Sure, let’s do it,” they said.
They forcibly sat Jordan in a chair, and the guys cheered as the music began playing and Zain started dancing around Jordan, grinding on him. As the guys watched, their dicks were growing. When Zain was in front of Jordan, his crotch was mere inches away from Jordan's face, and the guy could see how huge the bulge was. "Damn," Jordan mumbled.
"You like?" Zain smirked.
"Fuck yeah," the guys cheered as they watched the sexy striptease.
"Now, let's turn this up a notch," Zain announced, and Kyle stepped forward.
"Oh, god," Jordan moaned.
"ready for more, dude?" Zain teased.
"Fuck yeah," Jordan replied. His cock was hardening as he watched
"Alright, then," Kyle said, and the two ripped their shirts off. Their muscles flexed and glistened under the lights, and the guys cheered and wolf-whistled. "Woohoo!" they yelled.
Kyle danced towards him, and gyrated on him.
"Oh, fuuuuck!" Jordan's dick was hard.
"You like this, buddy?" Kyle grinned.
"Yes! Yes!" the guys shouted.
Kyle grabbed the bottom of Jordan's shirt and lifted it above his head.
"FUCK YEAH!!!" the guys yelled.
Kyle danced towards him, and rubbed his hands on Jordan's body, running his fingers along his abs.
"Fuuuuuck," Jordan moaned.
"Get the belt," the guys cheered, and Zain unbuckled Jordan's belt, and tossed it aside.
"YEEAAAAHHH!!" the guys yelled.
"Get it off!" the guys chanted, and the two ripped his pants down.
"OH FUCK!!" the guys hollered, and Jordan's 10-inch hard-on sprang out, and the guys hooted and whistled.
"Damn, look at that fucking cock," the guys whistled.
"Fuckin' big," Kyle said as he bent over, getting his face close to Jordan's raging erection. Normally just playing a part when stripping for guys, after Kyle and Zain's unexpected performance at the bachelorette party last night, he was surprised himself how genuine his admiration of Jordan's cock was.
Zain and Kyle continued their erotic dancing, and eventually, Jordan couldn't take it.
"Oh, fuck," he said, and reached for his cock. He wrapped his fingers around his member, and slowly stroked his meaty length.
"WOOOOO!!! JACK THAT FAT COCK, MAN!!!" the guys screamed and cheered.
Zain and Kyle stopped, and watched him stroke himself. "Holy shit," Zain muttered.
"FUUUUCK YEAAAHH, BUDDY," Kyle shouted, really getting into it as the others cheered.
Kyle, taking the lead, bent down and started stroking Jordan's cock for him. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," Jordan repeated.
"You like that, buddy?" Kyle grinned.
"Oh god, yeah," Jordan replied.
"Come here, dude," Jake gestured to Zain, who walked over to him. "I could use a lapdance too." As Zain danced for Jake, Kyle began sucking Jordan's massive cock.
"Ohhhh...oh, fuck. Suck my fucking cock, man," Jordan moaned.
"SUCK HIM, SUCK THAT COCK, MAN," the guys cheered. They'd all begun stroking themselves now as well.
"MMMmmmfff, mmmffff, mmff," Kyle grunted, as his mouth slid up and down the shaft.
"Oh fuck, oh, God, yes," Jordan moaned.
"How the hell are you taking all of that?" Sean asked, amazed.
"He's good," Zain said. "A natural."
"Mmmmff, mmmmff, mmff," Kyle continued slurping Jordan's big prick.
"GOD, THIS IS SO HOT!" Jake exclaimed.
"Oh, God, suck me. Fuck, suck me," Jordan was thrusting his hips now.
"Fuck, man. Oh, God. This is so hot," Elliot said.
"Suck his dick," Moe said, his cock stiff in his hand.
Zain now began stroking off Moe and Sean, who were seated next to Jake, and had started sucking Jake off too.
"Oh, God. Keep sucking. Keep sucking," Jake begged.
"Tastes so fucking good," Kyle said, his tongue sliding along the underside.
"Oh, fuck. Oh, God. Fuck," Jake panted.
"Suck him. Suck him, Kyle," Moe said.
"Suck that dick, man," Sean groaned.
"Suck his fat, juicy cock, dude," Aaron said.
"Oh, God. That's right, keep sucking," Jordan moaned.
"Oh, God, oh, God. Oh, fuck," Jake was on the verge of climax, and so was Jordan.
"Oh, God. Yeah," Moe and Sean were panting as Zain was stroking their cocks.
"Mmmmmmffff," Kyle hummed, deepthroating Jordan's 10 inch cock.
"Oh, fuck," the guys were on the verge of orgasm, their bodies writhing.
"Fuck," they groaned.
"Fuuuuck," they both came, shooting their loads everywhere, coating their chests, and Kyle and Zain's faces. "Oh, fuck," the guys moaned.
"Fuuuuck," Moe and Sean blew their loads at the same time, all over the place.
"Oh, fuck," they gasped for breath.
"Fuuuuck yeah," Jake moaned, shooting his load, which landed in his chest.
"Fuck, yeah," Jordan groaned, and shot his cum into Kyle's mouth, filling it up with his thick, creamy seed.
"Fuuuuck," Jake grunted, spurting rope after rope of semen into Zain's face.
Aaron and Elliot were next, Zain servicing Elliot while Kyle sucked off Aaron.
"God, you guys are fucking hot," Moe panted, watching the cum-covered hunks.
"So fucking hot," Sean agreed, admiring the strippers.
"Yeah, fucking hot," Aaron moaned.
"So are you," Zain smiled.
"Mmmmmff, mmmmmmff," Kyle sucked Aaron's big dick, moaning as his throat was stuffed.
"Fuck, this is so hot," Moe and Sean watched the hunky stripper jocks, stroking their own still-hard cocks.
"God, I'm gonna cum," Aaron said.
“Me too,” Elliot grunted.
"Do it," Jordan said.
"Cum on their faces, bro," the guys cheered.
"Oh, fuck, man," Aaron moaned.
"Keep sucking," Elliot groaned.
Finally, Aaron and Elliot unloaded their heavy loads, spraying the strippers' faces with their white jizz.
"Here it comes," Aaron grunted, and shot his load, hitting Kyle's cheek.
"Fuuuuuck yeah!" Elliot growled, as his load hit Zain.
While all six guys had cum from Kyle and Zain, none of them were finished. Jordan had lined his cock up behind Zain, and Moe had done the same with Kyle. They slowly entered the jocks, causing them to moan.
"Oh, fuck," Kyle moaned.
"Damn, he's tight," Moe moaned.
"Fuck, man," Kyle was gasping for breath.
"Jesus, his hole is so fucking tight," Jordan gasped.
"Yeah, dude. You like that?" Aaron asked.
"Fuck, man," Zain groaned.
"Yeah, fuck, yeah," Jordan panted.
"God, I'm so deep in him," Moe groaned.
"Fuck, yeah," Kyle grunted.
"Fuck him, man," Aaron encouraged.
"God, I can't believe how much cock I can fit in my ass," Kyle moaned.
"It feels so good," Zain said.
"Fuck him," Moe panted.
"Fuck him, dude," Aaron grunted.
"Yeah, fuck him," Sean said.
"Yeah, man," Elliot groaned.
"Oh, God. Fuck," Zain grunted.
"Yeah, man. Fuck them," Jake said.
"Fuck them," the guys kept saying.
"Oh, God, I'm gonna cum," Jordan panted.
"Fuck them," the guys urged.
"Fuck them, fuck them, fuck them," the guys were chanting.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," Kyle was whimpering.
"Yeah, dude. Fuck them," Aaron grunted, as he jacked off his still-hard cock.
"Fuck them, dude," Elliot panted.
"Yeah, fuck them," Sean groaned, his cock stiffening.
"Oh, god, man. Fuck yeah," Moe was grunting.
"Fuck me, dude," Zain grunted. "Oh, God," Zain was on the verge of orgasming, and he felt himself being filled up with Jordan's load.
"FUCK YEAAAH! TAKE MY LOAD, YOU FUCKING WHORE!" Jordan growled, his eyes rolling back in his head.
"YEEEAAAHHH, BABY!" Jake and Elliot roared, and shot their loads once again, covering their abs with cum.
"YEAAAHHH," Sean joined in, his sperm coating his stomach.
"OH, GOD, OH, GOD, OH, GOD, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK," Aaron groaned, and blasted a load across Kyle's back.
They took turns fucking Zain and Kyle, and Aaron took up a position behind Kyle next as Sean slid into Zain. "
"Fuuuuuuck," Kyle panted, his breathing labored as he felt the full force of Aaron's cock slide inside him.
"Goddamn," Sean moaned, feeling his cock get sucked into Zain's asshole.
"Oh, God. Fuck me, dude. Fuck me," Kyle whimpered.
"Yeah, fuck him," Moe and Jake cheered.
"Fucking wreck him," Jordan laughed.
"Oh, God," Zain grunted, feeling his ass stuffed.
"Yeah! You fuckin' like that, boy?" Aaron growled out at Kyle.
"Yeah, dude," Kyle groaned.
"Oh, fuck, fuck," Zain grunted, his eyes glazing over as Sean pummeled his hole.
"Take that big, fat dick," Sean encouraged.
"Fuck, yeah," Zain grunted, mesmerized by the sounds of Aaron pounding Kyle's ass.
Finally, they both started to blow their loads inside the strippers. "Oh, God," Zain cried, and fired his load all over his chest and face.
"Fuck yeah," Sean yelled, and exploded deep inside Zain.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Aaron grunted, as he flooded Kyle.
"Oh, God," Zain grunted, his body quivering.
"Goddammit, yeah," Sean grunted, his cock throbbing, filling the stripper with his cum.
"Oh, fuck, dude. That's right. Take my load," Aaron said.
"Oh, God," Zain cried, and fired his load all over his chest and face as Kyle followed suit.
Elliot and Jake quickly replaced Aaron and Sean, and started fucking the strippers. "Oh, fuck, yeah, dude. Take my fucking cock," Jake grunted, his balls slapping against Kyle.
"Oh, shit," Kyle moaned.
"Oh, yeah," Jake moaned, his cock pumping in and out of Kyle's asshole.
"God, take it, bro," Elliot grunted, slamming into Zain's butthole.
"Oh, yeah," Zain whimpered, his cock throbbing.
"Yeah, dude. Fuck my cock," Jake growled. They were going hard.
"Yeah, fuck me, dude. Fuck me, bro," Zain grunted.
"Oh, fuck," Kyle gasped, and then exploded again, firing his load across his face.
"Oh, yeah," Jake moaned, his cock throbbing and unloading jizz inside Kyle.
"Fuck, yeah," Elliot grunted. "Oh, man, fuck, bro. Oh, yeah, dude. Take my fucking load," he said.
"Oh, yeah," Zain groaned, his cock bouncing as cum shot out of it.
Elliot and Jake pulled out of the stripper holes, but Jordan, hard once more, wasn't finished, and wanted a crack at Kyle's ass now. He got behind the cum-leaking hole, and slid his massive cock in.
"Ooohhhhh yeah!!!" Kyle moaned, feeling his ass stuffed once more.
"FUUUUCK YEEESSSS," Jordan shouted, his cock throbbing as he buried himself in Kyle's warm, tight ass.
"Goddamn, Jordan," Sean was amazed, his cock growing stiff again.
"God, his hole feels so good," Jordan moaned, his cock pistoning in and out.
"Oh, God," Kyle whimpered, his cock bouncing.
"Holy shit, dude. You're fucking his brains out," Moe said, stroking his stiffening boner.
Zain wanted in on the action, and pressed his hard cock against Jordan's hole. "Can I...?"
"Hell yes," Jordan panted.
"Oh, God," Zain breathed, entering the tight Bachelor boy's hole.
"Oh, fuck, fuck," Jordan cried, and began pumping harder.
"Fuck him, Jordan," Sean moaned.
"Fuck him," the guys cheered.
"Goddammit, yeah," Zain growled as Jordan bounced between his cock and Kyle's hole.
"Oh, God, oh, God," Kyle whimpered. "You're so big, man," he moaned.
"Shit, you're so tight," Jordan groaned. "Fuckin' gonna make me cum!"
"FUUUCK, MAN," Jordan yelled, and shot his load, deep into Kyle's ass.
Jordan collapsed, spent, but the party wasn't over. Kyle pulled away from his cock, and Zain got beneath Jordan, fucking up into him while Jordan rode the stripper's big cock. "Oh yeah, keep fucking him, man!" the guys cheered.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Jordan screamed.
"Oh, Jesus, dude," Zain groaned.
"Oh, yeah. Fuck his big, juicy, bubble butt," the guys said.
That's when Kyle got behind Jordan, shoving his still-throbbing cock into the bachelor boy, aside his friend's.
"OOOOHHHH SHIITTTTT! FUUUCKKK!!" Jordan screamed.
"God, yeah," Kyle moaned.
"He's fucking huge," Jordan shouted.
"You love it, huh? You little slut," the guys teased.
Zain and Kyle fucked the straight bachelor boy, their cocks pistoning in and out of him while Jordan rode in bliss. "OOHHHH, GODDDD!! FUCK ME, DUDES! FUCK ME WITH YOUR FAT COCKS!!"
"Yeah, fuck him. Wreck his fuckin' hole," the guys said.
"Fuck, you're so goddamn hot," Zain growled, and kissed Jordan passionately.
"Fuuuuck, fuck, fuck," Jordan gasped. "God, it's so good."
"You like getting double-teamed?"
"Fuck yeah, I do," Jordan said. "God, fuck me," he growled.
"Yeah, take it, bro," the guys chanted.
"Oh, shit," the guys murmured, watching them ravage Jordan.
"Goddammit, fuck me, guys," Jordan begged.
"FUCK YEAH!" Zain and Kyle shouted, and pumped him.
"Goddamn, dude," the guys watched, their dicks aching.
"Oh, fuck," Zain moaned.
"You gonna cum, dude?" Jake asked.
"Fuck yeah, man," Zain growled, and his body shook as he filled Jordan's butt with his thick cream, coating Kyle's cock as well.
The feeling of his buddy's jizz on his cock sent Kyle into overdrive, and his thrusting grew deeper and faster.
"God, I'm so close," Kyle moaned.
"Cum for us, then," the guys encouraged.
"I'm gonna...unghh, fuuuuck!" Kyle shouted, and blew his load deep inside Jordan.
"Fuuuuuucckk," Jordan moaned, his hole getting filled up with another load. He was getting close, and he couldn't take it anymore. "OH, GOD! AHHHHH!!! UUUNNNGGGHHHHHH!!! FUCK, DUDES. I'M CUMMING!!!" his body shuddered and buckled, and he fired his load, hitting Zain's chest and abs.
"Woah," the guys murmured.
"God, that's a lot of cum," Aaron said.
"I guess we might need to clean them up," Moe smirked, as he walked over to Zain and started licking the stripper's body. The other 4 guys quickly followed suit, and they had soon cleaned up all of the strippers' bodies, their cocks stiff and throbbing.
"God, your muscles are amazing," Aaron said, running his hands along Zain's abs.
"Yeah," Moe agreed, rubbing his hands over Zain's pecs and shoulders.
"So are yours," Zain purred, grabbing a handful of Aaron's big biceps.
The 4 of them came hard while they did their clean-up job, and once they cleaned up that mess too, they all collapsed on the couch, groaning and exhausted, but pleased. Jordan was passed out, his ass up in the air.
"Think you fucked my buddy here into a sex coma," Aaron laughed. "I think you guys are definitely getting huge tips tonight!"
"I think we already got some," Zain replied.
