We met through a hookup website roughly 20 years ago. His profile included his stats but no picture: 38, 5’8”, 165, 7” cut. He claimed to be well-known locally and didn’t want people to know his business, so if I wanted to hookup with him, I would need to wear a blindfold the whole time. My apartment should be dark. Door unlocked. I was to give him directions through the apartment to my bedroom where I would be waiting, freshly showered, prepared, and naked on all fours on the bed. Lube and condoms were to be waiting for him by my right ankle. He had a specific brand of each, so when I agreed, I had to acknowledge that I did not have them on hand but would get them. After a few excruciating minutes, he messaged back to get ready. He would bring his own supplies tonight.
I got ready quickly. He estimated it would take 20 minutes to reach my apartment, so I set a timer and got to work. After 15 minutes, the timer sounded, and I unlocked the door and turned off the lights. I closed all the blinds tightly. I made my way into my guest bedroom, so I could watch through the gap in the blinds for a car to arrive.
Almost immediately, a car turned onto my street. When it reached my building, it turned left and drove toward the next building. As it passed under a street light, I recognized it as one of my neighbors. They parked and went inside. A few minutes passed. I looked at my watch. It had been more than 20 minutes now. Was he standing me up?
Another pair of headlights came toward my building, but they belonged to a pickup that parked at the building before mine.
Several more minutes passed. He was now 15 minutes late. I sighed and then noticed someone on foot approaching the sidewalk for my building. He wore bulky clothes and a hat, so I couldn’t see his face. He turned and began walking down the walk toward my side of the building. This guy did not look like anyone I had seen in or around my building.
I hurried out of the guest room and into my bedroom. I tossed my robe across a chair and jumped onto the bed. As I wrapped the blindfold around my head, I heard my front door open. I heard it close and lock. I dropped to fours and froze. I listened.
His footfalls crossed the living room slowly. I was sure his eyes needed to adjust to the dark. I heard his hands sliding along the wall of the hallway and then find the door frame for my room. He walked in, and I heard him draw in a breath before speaking, “hey boy.”
He rimmed my ass briefly and then fucked me. He took his time, varied his rhythm and force, and moved me off of and then back onto the bed. At one point, he pinned me under his body to the floor while he rocked his hips to slide his cock back and forth inside me. His hot breath was on my ear. The warmth on my skin enticed me. The breath in my ear sent chills over me. The smell of cigarettes on his breath repelled me, or more accurately, made me wish that he didn’t smoke but the way his cock used my ass, I didn’t really mind.
Before he left, he tossed the condom into the trash. He reminded me to pick up his brand of condoms and lube, so he could come back regularly. He also asked my phone number, and as I said it, he added it to his phone. He texted me. “Add me. When I text, get ready.” Then, he left.
I didn’t hear from him for a while. Then, one night, he texted. I was ready when he arrived. I heard him enter, but I noticed that my door was open longer than usual. I heard him enter, and then, I heard a few more pairs of footfalls. Quietly, to myself, I counted three more people after him. They took up positions around the bed. He wasted no time. I felt him climb onto the bed. I heard a condom wrapper rip open, and I felt lube drizzle down onto my eager hole. He mounted me. After a couple of thrusts, he leaned onto my back and pushed me to the mattress. “I brought some friends to fuck you too.”
He fucked me as he had the first time. This time, I could tell he was showing off for his friends, and I did not object. The way his cock made my ass feel was seductive. I did anything he ordered. Ass up. Ass down. On all fours. Stand by the bed. Bend over. On the floor. Back on the bed. When he was close, he told me that he was going to cum, and then one of his friends would mount me.
His friend didn’t waste any time. As soon as my fuckbuddy slid off the bed, I felt the weight of a lighter man behind me. I heard another condom wrapper open and more lube squishing onto it. Then, I felt a cock sliding into my hole. While this guy did not weigh as much as my fuckbuddy, he wielded a longer dick. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms under my shoulders and then raised both of us up. Then, he turned his head and spoke away from me, “You’re right, man. This is a sweet ass! Thanks for sharing it with me.”
He thrust a few more times and then dropped us to the mattress. The sudden falling sensation caused my ass to open more deeply. I felt his cock push fully to the hilt. I gasped. “Yeah, boy. My cock is balls deep now. Won’t last much longer…”
He was right. He fucked vigorously for about a minute and then drove hard and held as his body convulsed in orgasm. When his balls were drained, he blurted out, “whoa! That was hot, man.”
I heard my buddy whisper, “next.”
I felt a heavier man kneel behind me on the mattress. As he did, my buddy walked to the side of the bed and leaned to me. I heard his voice low, “this guy here has a big dick. Thicker than anyone I know. If you need to stop, just say so.”
I answered, “yes Sir.”
His friend wrapped and lubed and then slowly began to push inside me.
Buddy patted my head, “The other two of us went first to loosen you up for him. He hopes you can take him.”
“Aye Sir. I will.”
His cock was thicker than the guy before him. I breathed through the stretching and squirmed more than for the other two. Squirming helps loosen and open the hole. With strong hands and a wide grip, he grabbed my hips and spoke commandingly, “Stop. Let me.”
“Aye Sir!”
He worked his cock in the hole as I breathed, gasped, groaned, grunted, and growled until he was balls deep. He leaned forward onto my back. His chest was muscular and hairy, and I could feel the hair grinding on my back. Soon, he found a rhythm. My grunts and growls turned into moans and groans for more.
“Please fuck me, Sir. Drive that big thick cock into my ass.”
He did. He fucked me with abandon. “He CAN take it!”
Buddy answered, “Told you.”
I added, “Yes sir, I CAN, so don’t hold back. Give it to me, Sir!”
He drilled into me with ferocity. I kept up. I heard my buddy mutter quietly, “Jesus!”
I heard the fourth man speak for the first time, “Damn!”
Then I heard the man fucking me, “TAKE IT!”
His hand grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face into the pillow. His full weight crashed into me, and he shoved his cock deep and let it pulse as he shook. After a moment, I felt him relax and then dismount. I raised my face for air.
My buddy checked on me and thanked me for serving him again tonight. He reminded me to remain blindfolded until five minutes after they left. I obeyed.
When I removed the blindfold, I found four condoms. Later, my buddy explained that the fourth man jacked while watching. He was a bottom for the man who fucked me second.
A month or so later, I came home from work to find a note tucked into the frame of my front door. “Text me if you think you can take it again.” A phone number was listed.
