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This is a side-project that goes along with my other story. However, it can easily be read on its own. Be warned it will have a similar set up to another story on here, but only in setting up the setup of the plot. Let me know what you think down in the comments!

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Part 1

“That's it boy, suck on that nice piece of meat. Get it nice and wet for what’s coming!”

Urged on by the hot, muscled man standing above me, I forced his cock deeper into my mouth, enjoying the feeling and taste of his dripping, uncut cock sliding around on my tongue, my own cock throbbing in anticipation. I moan as I felt him place his hand on the back of my head, urging me even deeper down on his cock. Forcing myself not to gag from its massive size, I let him slowly rape my mouth as he let out a content sigh. Soon I'd finally get what I fantasized and dreamed of. A huge cock shooting a thick load deep up my virgin ass.

It was hard to believe that that morning I was just a young, 18-year-old virgin. I knew from a young age that I was gay; girls never even blipped on my radar, and I always found myself fantasizing about some of the hotter guys in my class kissing me and feeling me up. However, I never acted on it.

My family had moved to our small, midwestern town when I was in 6th grade, leaving me friendless. My former best friend was over 1000 miles away on the east coast, as well as everyone I knew growing up. I hadn’t been popular, but I was at least well-liked by nearly everyone. In my new school, I was an outcast… quiet, shy, too smart for the popular crowd and disliked because I actually enjoyed being at school.

By the time I hit my senior year, I knew I wanted to be like the guys I saw in the porn I found online. A slut, taking cock from multiple guys until shooting all over myself. My only friends were a few of the nerdier, but in my opinion, much cooler girls who shared some of my same interests in different books and shows at the time. Nobody, however, knew my secret… that I wanted nothing more than to lose my virginity to a hot top.

This obviously didn’t stop me from being made fun of, with being called things like fag or queer by the hotter, popular jocks in the in-crowd. Rationally, I knew it was only to get a rise out me, but a part of me always worried they knew I was what I secretly wanted to be.

By the end of my senior year, I couldn’t take it any longer. I was tired of jacking off and pretending I was getting fucked by some hot, muscled guy as I fingered myself to climax in my hand, licking my hand clean to keep my secret from my thankfully more liberal parents and 5 sisters. I decided to finally lose my virginity and started to secretly hatch out a plan.

Having gotten a few letters from some prospective colleges from the large city about 3 hours away, I planned to go and look at a few, staying at my distant cousin’s apartment near one of the campus. Knowing he wouldn’t care if I was there or not, I figured I could make my parents believe my half-lie.

I would look at the school that week, during spring break at my school, and during the weekend I would go to a gay bathhouse I had read about in some of my lurkings online. It would be a week after 18th birthday, so I would finally be legal to enter. And maybe, just maybe, I would find someone to help me fulfill my wish of losing my “cherry.”

The week came quickly when my parents sat me down, my bag already around my shoulders and my keys to the small Honda my parent’s bought me in my hands. I had hoped to sneak out with a quick goodbye.

“Buddy,” my father, still in his lab coat from work at the local hospital, “We need to have a talk.”

SHIT! I thought to myself, THEY KNOW. FUCK!!!

“Uh… yeah, dad?” I said, trying not to let the fear in my mind crack into my voice. My plan was ruined, I was sure of it. The tone of his voice and the look on my mother’s face said it all.

“Your mother and I have talked… we know you’re a man now, but… we’re concerned. You know we love you and only want what is best and…”

“Oh Robert!” my mother sighed, her thick accent coming through as she crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes at my dad, “Shit or get off a pie.”

“Pot… mom… it’s pot…. it’s slang for toilet…” I said, smiling slightly at her mistranslation. Thirty years and she STILL got idioms wrong. I was beginning to think it may be intentional.

“I like mine better,” she huffed before continuing, before glaring at my father, “We know you are going to college soon. Tell him.”

Pulling a pile of condoms and a handful of pamphlet out of his coat, he held them out to me.

“You need protection. We know things happen at colleges… and we don’t want you coming back and trapped with a baby on the way with some girl, or something like HPV or herpes…” my dad blurted out, rubbing his hand on his coat as he sat back on the couch.

“Uh….” was my only reply. I felt my cheeks start to burn. My parents thought I was going to get some girl pregnant.

“Just take them and be careful. And have fun. We love you very much,” my mom replied with a slight nod.

“And don’t trust a girl just because she is on the pill. She could be on an antibiotic, or could be asymptomatic or…” my dad replied, refusing to meet my eyes as he blurted out everything.

“Thanks… I guess…” I said slowly, grabbing them with a slight grimace, “You guys know…. I learned about most of this from health class… right…? And I really am just going to check out a few schools. I’ll call and everything if you want…”

“Just go have fun my little zaychik. Call when you get there so I know you are okay,” my mom replied, shooing me away.


3 hours later, and thankfully over a hundred miles from my family, I sat my bag down in the small living room of my cousin’s apartment, glad he was willing to let me stay there while he and his friends went to spring break somewhere out east.

It’s Friday night, and I’m ready to finally get down to business.

Pulling out a tight pair of jeans I had outgrown the previous year, and a similarly fitting t-shirt, I changed quickly and looked up the directions and information I had written earlier and made my way to the bar where the bathhouse was located.

Arriving, I quickly made my way to where the entrance was at the back and walked up to the small window, much like the ones I had seen in movies that they had at a seedy motel.

I rang the bell and out from the back room came one of the hottest guys I had ever seen.

Easily over 6ft, he had piercing grey eyes, long thick blonde hair, and a large piercing in his nose. He was wearing a tight-fitting wife beater that nearly covered his well-muscled chest and abs, and black leather pants that clung to his body, leaving nothing to the imagination. My eyes were quickly drawn to his pert ass and large bulge. A heavy five’o’clock shadow covered his face, which reminded me of an extremely hot bad boy version of Thor for some reason.

Even his voice made me melt, gravely and deep.

“Can I help you, boy? The bathroom is back in the other side of the bar,“ he said, pointing back towards the bar, looking up and down my body before smiling, “Unless you see something you like?”

Flustered, I blushed and shook my head.

“No… um…. I’m here to… I mean….” I said, suddenly unable to form words.

“Look, no offense kid, but you got to be at least 18 to even be in the bar. You gotta be… what? 15? 16 tops?”

Shaking my head no, I pulled out my wallet and pulled out my ID, sliding it under the glass.

“No, sir… I’m… I’m 18,” I said with a gulp, “See… my birthday was last week.”

“Sir, huh? First time to the baths then, huh?” he asked, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a pack of cigarettes, deftly lighting one and blowing the smoke at the glass.

“Uh, yeah… I… it’s that obvious huh?” I replied.

“You’re a cute fucker. They are going to be all over you!” he said with a smile, the cigarette dangling in his mouth., “Room or locker?”

“Oh… um….” I replied, realizing that I had no idea what to do. “I don’t really know which one…”

“Hot piece like you will definitely get invited into a room in no time,” he said, “I’d go with a locker.”

I nodded as he continued.

“Normally the fee is $40 to get in, full $100 for a room, but seeing as you just had your birthday, and it’s your first time… how about $20?” he said, turning around and grabbing a towel and a key.

Reaching into my wallet, I pulled out the two bills, left over from my gifts the week before.

“Thanks…”

“Don’t mention it. We all have our first times,” he said with a smile, “Maybe you’ll still be around later when I get off. Would like to help show you the ropes.”
Smiling back, I entered the entrance, the door buzzing as he pressed a small button under the counter in front of him.

Looking around, I took in the sites, as dozens of naked men walked around, some with towels and others in various states of undress. I quickly found my locker, and with a deep breath, I quickly undressed.

Throwing the towel around my now naked body, I grabbed a few condoms from my jean pocket, tucking them in between my skin and the cloth.

Taking another look around, I felt like a fish out of water.

18, skinny with just a small amount of lean muscle on my frame. Black hair, blue eyes, and an average sized uncut cock were all I had to offer. And around me was every possible type of hot character from every gay porn I ever saw.

There’s no way anyone would be interested in someone like me, I thought to myself as pulled the towel even closer.

And that’s when I saw HIM. 

6ft tall, heavily muscled, with a head full of thick brown hair. A face like a Greek statue, which sported a goatee and mustache. Nipple piercings and a thick hairy chest. And a what looked to be an uncut 10-incher with what looked to be a large PA peaking out from under the small towel that barely covered him, framed by a pair of low hanging bull balls. Tattoos all over his body. The man looked like sex walking. A bad boy who would ravage my hole if given the chance. Something straight out of the hottest porn.

AND HE’S WALKING UP TO ME! I thought in a panic.

I felt myself start to blush as he eyed me up and down, my cheeks burning even hotter as I saw his cock stir under the towel.

“I’m Garrett.” he said, stopping in front of me and holding his hand out, “You must be new here.”

“Jeez… it’s that obvious, huh?” I said, biting my lip as I stared at his hand, almost afraid. I looked around, lost.

He waved his hand slightly in front of me drawing my attention back to him.

“And you are?”

I panicked for a second, thinking maybe I should make up a name before realizing that even if he knew my name, nobody around here would know me. Pulling up the courage, I shook his hand and replied.

“Yurik… uh… nice to meet you…” I said, trying desperately to sound cool as my voice threatened to break as I suddenly started to spout a massive flow of words, “My mom is from Russia and that why I have a weird name. It’s-it’s my first time. I’ve never done this before, and I didn’t expect to actually find someone so hot to actually talk to me, especially you. Not with how I look. And… and… and I…. should really shut up now…”

He let out a soft laugh as he let go of my hand before slowly rubbing his hand up and down my arm while looking at my smaller body.

“Dude, calm down. You got nothing to worry about. Fucking sexy thing like you is a rare find here,” he said in a low, calm voice and his fingers traced down my chest and ran over my left nipple, causing to bead up instantly.

I fought back a moan and looked up at him in silence.

“Need someone to show you around? I would love nothing better than to show you around. Make all these fuckers here jealous,” he asked, his smile growing bigger as he saw what his touching me was doing.

I slowly nodded and smiled nervously as his hand wrapped around my shoulder and he pulled me closer. 

“Mind if we stop by my locker first?” he asked as I felt him slowly reach down and grab my ass under the towel.

Fuck, that feels so good, I thought to myself as he slowly ran his fingers through my crack, teasing the hair near my hole.

“As long as you keep doing that!” I replied with a moan.

“Oh, I plan on doing much much more…” he replied, and we started walking, drawing the attention from a few guys.

We came to his locker and I stood there quietly as he grabbed his key and opened the door. Pulling out a large leather pouch from his shirt pocket, as well as a brown glass bottle.

I knew instantly they were poppers, which I had read about and seen in various sites online. I wanted to try them, and it looked like I might get my chance with this walking sex god. I was however slightly shocked when he pulled out a large, black and green cigar and stuck it in his mouth.

Some of the guys in my school smoked them when there were no adults around, looking somewhat goofy to me. But this man looked even hotter somehow with it firmly in his jaw.

Looking at me suddenly, he stopped and pulled the stick out of his mouth.

“Mind if I smoke?” he asked, looking directly at me as he waited for my reply.

“Oh, uh… no, go ahead,” I said, my cock now throbbing under my towel at full hardness, my face still blazing red.

With a smile, he pulled out the lighter from the same pouch and lit it. Drawing the flame to the end, he stuck the cigar back in his mouth and brought it to life, taking a deep drawn in before blowing it straight up in the air.

Quickly enough he put everything back into the locker and wrapped his arm around my waist and we set off into the bathhouse.

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This is shaping up to be a hot story. Love reading about virgins getting pozzed on their first bathhouse visit. Even better when it ends in a gangbang/gangrape~ 😈😈😈

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HOW CAN YOU STOP HERE .... WE ARE AWAITING WHAT HAPPENS NEXT ! :confused:

 

 

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Dude! You can’t do that!  Come on, throw some physical action, loving the way it starts. I think a lot of us want to be that young man being led away from his innocence like we all have been. Please keep writing and posting and get into the sloppy piggy details. Seriously loving your writing. The details remind me of when one guy attempted to poz me back in college. Looking forward to more. Let him get lost in the ecstasy of the act.

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6 hours ago, PumaParTyBeasT said:

This is shaping up to be a hot story. Love reading about virgins getting pozzed on their first bathhouse visit. Even better when it ends in a gangbang/gangrape~ 😈😈😈

Totally agree...and wishing it was me

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Here's the next update. I know it was annoying to be given a full chapter of filler material, but trust me when I say it gives some information that is important to my other story (let's see who figures it out). Also, its fun leaving a chapter update on a cliff-hanger. Enjoy the next update. :)

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My First Times- Part 2

“Right there is the maze. Not that many guys use it, but it can be pretty hot,” Garrett said, pointing down a dim hallway that ended in a turn, “And that’s the theater. Guys in there tend to just get sucked unless a really hot movie is playing, then its a fuckfest.”

As we walked around, I felt Garrett continue to play with my ass, much to my enjoyment. At first, the cigar he was smoking was a bit irritating to my senses, making my eyes water slightly as the thick, musky smoke swirled around us, making me cough slightly. However, as I got used to it, I became somewhat aroused, watching the sex god giving me the tour enjoy the smoke.

“Over here is the sling room. Might work your way up to that since you're a newbie to all this,” he continued, eyeing me slightly as I continued to check out his perfect body.

The tour continued with a quick show of the gloryholes, then to the steam room and pool, and finally to a dark room near a flight of stairs.

Upstairs were the private rooms.

“And this is the dark room. Anything goes in there. I would warn you to stay clear of there unless you want to get fucked non-stop by anyone with a hard prick. Can’t see them coming st you usually,” he continued, with a laugh, smile, and shake of his head.

I slowly nodded, my mind racing with all the sites and sounds bombarding me.

“So, bud, what brings you here tonight?” he asked pulling the cigar from his mouth and resting his hand on my shoulder as he began to play with my nipples.

Looking down, I saw his massive piece of uncut cock was sticking in front of him. Not only a shower but a grower as the cock had to have gained another inch of girth and 2 inches in length.

“You can play with it if you want, boy,” he said, flexing his abs and causing the monster to jerk forward, “It won’t bite… too much.” 

Tentatively, I reached out and grabbed it. Warm and thick, I could feel his pulse throbbing. Reaching back to his face he stuck the cigar back in his mouth and began to rub his hands along the front and sides of my smaller body.

“Fuck that feels good,” I sighed, as I slowly hardened with his hands feeling me up. Slowly, I began to stroke him.

“And that does too, baby,” he said around the cigar with a growl, “I can think of a few more things that would be even better.”

I knew instantly what he meant. Only 20 mins being here and I might actually get my wish and be fucked by a hot muscle top. My mind raced. Should I do this? Is this really what I want? Wouldn’t it be better if I took my time and dated the right guy for my first time?

I received my answer when I felt the first finger begin to probe my hole.

“Fuck!” I gasped, enjoying the rough feeling of his finger diving slowly into my tight hole, “Yes!”

With a big grin and a nod, he pulled his finger out and led me upstairs. 

I followed him as he climbed the stairs, my attention switching my the sudden change in sound and atmosphere from the stead soft thump of a club music to one of sounds of muffled moans of guys getting fucked.

My ass instinctively clenched at the thought of my own virgin hole being stretched and filled as I followed Garrett down the long hall, a thick cloud of cigar smoke trailing behind him.

Grabbing his key, Garrett opened one of the doors and we both stepped in.

I followed behind him and quickly he gently pushed me back onto the bed. I let out a gasp as I fell back and bounced slightly on the mattress. 

I laid in a momentary daze as he lifted up my towel, and in one quick motion swallowed my 6in dick deep into his throat.

“HOLY SHIT!” I blurted out as his throat muscles massaged my cock, the suction making me instantly want to lift up off the bed.

It felt amazing, feeling him sucking my deep, his fingers wrapping around my balls and massaging them. I laid back and enjoyed to skilled top suck me for several minutes when he suddenly pulled off, my building orgasm going away from the sudden cold air hitting my wet, throbbing member.

I lifted my head up and went to ask why he stopped when I saw him take a deep draw on his cigar. Blowing the smoke back in my face, he began rubbing my hole with his thumb.

“Gotta stretch and lube you up,” he said, before spitting on my hole and shoving the thumb in, “Mind if I rim you and you hold my gar?”

“Uh, well….” I said, pleasantly shocked.

I had read about getting rimmed, but I never imagined would actually get to be rimmed.

“I haven’t ever been rimmed before. I’m open to trying it though…” I said, grabbing the cigar from him tentatively.

“Mind keeping it lit for me?” Garrett asked, spitting a second time on my hole and quickly adding a second thumb.

I let out a slight moan as I felt the two large digits pull open my hole slightly further. Unable to form words at the moment I only nodded and laid back, bending my knees up and spreading them open, giving him more access.

Looking at the cigar in my hand, I watched some of the smoke drift out of both ends before finally sticking it in my mouth. Cautiously, I stuck it in my mouth and started to puff on it.

It tasted a lot different than what I expected, and nothing like how it smelled. Peppery, with a bit of a chocolate taste, and almost a cut grass. Aiming to keep the top now at my hole happy, I continued to smoke it as I felt him slowly massage my opening. I inhaled sharply when his fingers pulled out and I felt his hot, wet tongue start to lap at my cunt.

The sensation felt AMAZING! I drew harder on the cigar in my mouth as he lifted his head up.
“Fucking tasty hole boy!” Garret said, before diving back in.

For several minutes I laid back, enjoying the rim job I was getting, Garrett’s tongue stabbing at my tight anus. After a few minutes, I felt my ass slowly open up under the constant assault of his tongue and fingers.

Standing up over me, he pulled the cigar out of my mouth.

“Damn bud,” he said, taking a deep inhale, “You’ve got the ass of a fucking virgin!”

Looking down I blushed, I looked down, embarrassed.


“Wait…” he said, noticing how uncomfortable I was becoming. “You’ve never been fucked before?”

“N-no… sorry…” I said, pulling the towel that had came untied from my waist back around me. I waited for him to start laughing at me, or worse, to be kicked out of his room. However, he instead ran his spit-slicked thumb along the side of my face before lifting my chin upwards.

“Why are you sorry?” he said exhaling another cloud of smoke in my face, “It’s fucking hot I get to be the one to bust your cherry!”

With a smile, he moved his thumb to my bottom lip, urging it open.

“Get my dick hard with your mouth babe, I want to mount that tight virgin hole and claim it.”

I scooted over to the edge of the bed and sat up, bring my face perfectly level with his semi-hard monster. I slowly licked the head, surprised at how warm the PA at the tip of his cock was.

Suddenly, he placed his hand on the back of my head, and my mouth enveloped his growing member.

Slowly I began to suck, running my tongue along the bottom of his cock as I pulled back.

“Fuck yeah, you’re a natural,” Garrett replied, his hand running through my hair tenderly.

For the next few minutes, we continued, before he finally spoke.

“That's it boy, suck on that nice piece of meat. Get it nice and wet for what’s coming!”

Urged on by the hot, muscled man standing above me, I forced his cock deeper into my mouth, enjoying the feeling and taste of his dripping, uncut cock sliding around on my tongue, my own cock throbbing in anticipation. I moan as I felt him place his hand on the back of my head, urging me even deeper down on his cock. Forcing myself not to gag from its massive size, I let him slowly rape my mouth as he let out a content sigh.

Finally, he pulled out and let me catch my breath.

“Fuck! I need in that hole!” he growled, grabbing one of the condoms from next to me before letting out a frustrated sigh.

I looked up at him, wondering what had him so mad.

“The one time I need to put one on, and they’re all medium.” 

I watched as he slowly opened the packet and slowly unrolled the condom, barely able to roll it down his dick before it finally reached the end halfway down.

Looking at me, he smiled.

“Damn this fucker is tight. You sure you want to take this monster?” he asked, grinning at me before continuing, “Because once I start, I’m not stopping. Last chance.”

Laying back, I pulled my knees to my chest and said softly, “Please fuck my hole.”

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      "Yeah. What fag boi wouldn’t be hard at the thought of this?" Scotty groped himself through the towel.   
       
      Fuck! He was hung.  Ryan couldn't take his eyes off what looked to be eight inches... and not yet fully hard.  He just stood and stared.
       
      "You know what we have here lads?"  The third man spoke for the first time.  He was a bit shorter than the other two, maybe 5’ 10”, but was the most muscular of them.  His hair was dark like Ryan's but his eyes were brown.  "I think you've found a virgin."
       
      The ginger smiled and seemed, suddenly, to be friendly.  He put his arm around Ryan's shoulder.. Ryan couldn’t stop himself from inhaling a deep breath of the man's musk and sweat.  He smelled soooo good.
       
      "Is that true, boi?  Are you hiding a cherry under that towel?"
       
      "Well... kinda.  I mean I've sucked a guy off before."
       
      "Thats just foreplay."  The guy in the trackies laughed.  "If you've never had a dick in your ass, you're a virgin."
       
      Unsure what to say, Ryan just nodded. 
       
      "That's shameful!". The ginger man said with mock seriousness.  "I can't believe some guy hasn't claimed that prize yet.   A fine piece of ass like you.” He turned to his friends and winked.  “I think we should help him out lads."
       
      The other two nodded and agreed.  Not even trying to hide their smiles. 
       
      "You want that, boi?   You want me to fix that ‘cherry problem’ of yours?"
       
      Ryan looked at the three studs who now had circled him.  Like sharks.  Hungry sharks.  Hungry — and very sexy — sharks.  He took another whiff of the ginger man’s musk... he smelled like walking sex.  A wet dream come true.  "Please...?" was the only word he could form. 
       
      "Good boi.". The third man, the muscular one with dark hair, smiled.  "I'm Troy.  This... " he gestured vaguely at the guy in track pants.  "... is Connor.   And you probably figured out that this ginger fucker’s name is Scotty."
       
      "I'm ... I'm Ryan." He couldn’t believe his luck at meeting up with these three chavs.  Or scallies as they called them here in Manchester. 
       
      "Where you from, Ryan?".  Connor asked as the three lads led him deep into the sauna... back to one of the areas with booths he had walked by earlier.
       
      "Essex."
       
      "Oh.  We've got a posh boi here lads.  Best be on good behaviour."
       
      "No. No. Really... just be yourselves.   I ... um... I like it."
       
      "Just yanking your chain, boi.  Relax. You here at Uni then?"
       
      Ryan nodded, delighted as they seemed to ease him into their little group.  
       
      "I never had much use for school myself.”  Connor said.  “Too many bullshit rules.”
       
      "Enough chatter.” Scotty interrupted.  “The only thing Ryan here needs to worry about right now is my popping his cherry and setting him free."
       
      Ryan blushed but his cock strained even harder under his towel. 
       
      Troy opened a booth door and gestured for Ryan to enter.  The booth was filled wall to wall with a large mattress (if that was the right word.... more of a big cushion or pad) which was elevated enough that they had to climb in.   It was large but still a little cramped when the four of them were all in and the door closed. 
       
      It hadn’t occurred to Ryan until that moment that there would be witnesses to his deflowering. He wasn't entirely comfortable with the thought but didn’t want to look like a pussy in front of these guys and ruin his chance.  
       
      Troy surprised him by pulling him in for a kiss. His mouth tasted of cigarettes and beer.  Ryan wasn’t crazy about smoking ...  but was too turned on to care.  
       
      Troy lay down to the mattress, pulling Ryan down on top of him... which served to raise his ass up a bit.  Scotty pulled the university student's towel off.  
       
      The ginger man leaned over on top of Ryan so he could whisper in his ear. "You've got a lovely arse here, Ry.  I'm gonna love WRECKING it."
       
      Ryan looked up nervously.  
       
      "Ignore him.  He just likes messing with you." Connor assured him.  "But... well... he IS big.  Especially for your first time.  I do have something that can help though..."  He pulled out a small brown bottle from a pocket on his trackies.  
       
      "I don’t think I want to do any drugs..."
       
      "Oh its not like that.  Just poppers. They just help you relax."
       
      "I'm not sure..."
       
      "Connor is right.".  Troy said beneath him.  "They really will help.  Just give them a quick try.  If you don't like them, no harm done... right?"
       
      Ryan nodded reluctantly.  He reached for the bottle but Connor shook his head.  
       
      "You’d better let me hold them.  The last thing you want to do is spill them down your nose. Here, just take a big sniff..."
       
      A moment later and Ryan felt warm.  Like he was blushing.  And then just a little woozy.   But he barely noticed as Scotty buried his face in his crack and started licking his hole.  
       
      "Oh. My. Fuck!".  Ryan moaned. 
       
      The bottle was back under his nose.  
       
      "Sniff." Connor said.  
       
      Ryan didn't argue. 
       
       
      ----
       
      Jared looked out the window of the bar.  He didn't really expect Ryan to give up or come to his senses so quickly, but he hoped he would.
       
      They were perfect for each other.  It was so obvious to him.  He couldn't understand why Ryan didn't see it. 
       
      He hoped that, by letting Ryan "sow his wild oats", he would get this nonsense out of his system and be ready to settle down as boyfriends.  
       
      He took another sip of his diet cola and decided to give Ryan a bit longer to come find him.
       
      ----
       
      Ryan was in heaven.   Scotty’s tongue, and the occasional finger, was still buried in his ass and Troy’s lips were still locked with his.  The poppers had left him so horny he could scream.  
       
      Connor lifted his head up.  “I’m feeling left out, Essex boy.  Why don’t you use your mouth on this?”  
       
      He pulled his trackies down with one hand, just far enough to free his dick, and with the other hand pulled Ryan’s face into his crotch.  
       
      Ryan opened his mouth and swallowed the cock.  It wasn’t quite as long or thick as Scotty’s but it was still the biggest he had ever had in his mouth.  He couldn’t help but gag a bit.  
       
      Troy had the poppers now and placed them next to his nose.  “Sniff, Ryan.”
       
      Ryan obeyed.  Scotty had gotten a bit more aggressive with his fingers now... but the poppers helped him handle that as well.  Troy had told him that Scotty needed to stretch his hole so he could enjoy his first fuck more. Ryan just wished the ginger was more careful with his fingernails... he was feeling a bit scraped up.  
       
      Then... the tongue and fingers were withdrawn. 
       
      “You ready?  You ready for me to pop that cherry and make you the slut you were born to be?”
       
      Ryan pulled his mouth off of Connor’s cock but Troy held him tightly enough from below that he couldn’t really turn around to look at Scotty. “Fuck me!” 
       
      “Bossy little bitch, aren’t ya.”  Scotty sneered.   He started running his cock up and down along Ryan’s ass.
       
      “Um.  You’re going to use a condom, right?”  Ryan pointed to the container on the wall that held condoms and lube.
       
      “Of course, boy.  The lads and I always play safe.”  
       
      Ryan couldn’t tell if Scotty was being sarcastic or if that was just the way he always talked.  
       
      “You shouldn’t use those condoms though.”  Troy told him. “There are guys who will tamper with them.  We always bring our own...so we know what condition they are in.”
       
      “Oh cool.  Thank you guys.”  Ryan still couldn’t turn around but he could hear the condom being opened and rolled on Scotty’s cock. 
       
      “Here.  Give me your hand.”  Scotty ordered. 
       
      Ryan reached his hand back and Scotty placed his fingers around the big — no, massive — cock that was about to penetrate him.  He could feel the johnny firmly in place. He felt some cold gel applied to his hole and pushed in with a couple fingers. There was a slight tingling sensation. 
       
      “Lube with a numbing effect.”  Scotty told him.  “Will make your first time easier.”
       
      Ryan smiled nervously.  “I’m really glad my first time is with you.  You making this so perfect.  Thank you.”  
       
      “No worries.” Connor replied.  “Maybe a boy like you knows, deep down, that he needs what we have to give him.”
       
      Ryan didn’t understand but didn’t have time to think about it as he felt the invader pressing against his hole.  
       
      Scotty slapped his ass.  “Don’t tighten up.”
       
      “Just relax and push down on his cock.”  Troy said below him.  
       
      “Better fill his mouth with that dick of yours, Connor.”  Scott ordered.  “I think he’s going to be a loud one.”
       
      Ryan didn’t resist as Connor’s cock filled his mouth again.  And he tried to push back as Troy had suggested.  
       
      But it hurt.  Oh fuck!  It hurt. 
       
      Troy held the poppers under his nose again.  He sniffed deep.  
       
      Scotty slapped his ass again.  Harder.  Much harder.  Startling him.    But, apparently, it was enough to make his hole spasm open...  as he found Scotty had managed to push the thick head of his uncut cock in.  
       
      It felt like someone had shoved a cricket bat up his ass.  He tried to cry out... but with Connor’s dick in his mouth it just sounded like moans.  
       
      “Oh, fuck yeah.”  Scotty grunted.  “Your cherry will always be mine.”
       
      “You’re doing good.”  Troy assured him.  “Now push back and let him get more inside.”
       
      Ryan’s eyes were watering with the pain but he did as instructed.  He had done it.  He had a cock in his ass.  And now, despite the pain, he wanted more.  
       
      Scotty was not patient but it still took several minutes before that big cock bottomed out inside him.  Before he finally felt Scotty’s heavy balls slapping his ass. 
       
      Scotty slowly pulled back until just the head was inside.  Then back again balls deep.  Out. And in.  
       
      After a few minutes of this action, Scotty pulled all the way out.  Ryan could feel Scotty’s hands behind him, doing something.  He had a moment of panic... was Scotty taking the condom off?  He reached back but could still feel the condom there.  
       
      “Don’t worry, slut.  The condom was just sliding a bit... so I’m pulling it on me tighter. “
       
      And then the cock was back in.  Thrusting in.  And sliding out.  
       
      A few minutes later and Scotty pulled out again.  He rubbed some more lube in Ryan’s hole.  
       
      Connor leaned over Ryan, looking at his friend’s cock with a smile.  “You’d better pull the condom REALLY tight.  Make sure it stays on.” 
       
      Ryan could feel Scotty’s hands stretching the condom tight behind him.  After a moment Scotty groaned slightly.  
       
      “Fuck yeah.  Just like that.”  Connor said with a smile.  
       
      As the cock went in, Ryan decided the extra lube was really helping.  This felt amazing.  Better than it had just a moment or two earlier.  
       
      Still, he reached back, trying to be subtle.  The cock was deep in his hole but he could still feel the base of the condom so he breathed a sigh of relief. 
       
      “I’m starting to think you don’t trust me, boi.”  
       
      “I’m sorry, I’m just nervous.”
       
      “Shhh.”  Connor said.  “Just get that mouth back on my cock.”
       
      Ryan did but couldn’t really focus on it. Connor, however, seemed content to just let it sit there for now.  
       
      Scotty’s thrusts were getting stronger.  More erratic.  The cock seeming to swell up even more inside him.  Every man knows what that means.
       
      Instinctively, Ryan started pushing back harder. Into the fuck.  And was rewarded. 
       
      “Yeah.  You’re pushing me over the edge! Here it cums, you slut.”
       
      Scotty kept thrusting as he came before finally collapsing on Ryan’s back.  His breath escaping in ragged bursts.  
       
      After a few moments he pulled himself out of the hole and sat up.  
       
      Connor withdrew his cock from Ryan’s mouth and Troy released his hold, allowing the student to sit up slightly and look around. 
       
      Scotty had already wrapped his towel around his waist and was throwing the used condom in a small trash can in the corner.  Ryan could just see the tip of the tattoo under the towel and again wondered what it was.  
       
      Scotty smirked.  “Looks like I may have used too much lube.  It’s dripping out of you.”
       
      Connor moved behind him.  “Yeah, man.  That is a lot of ‘lube’.  It would be a shame to let that go to waste.”  He started rubbing his cock against Ryan’s hole.
       
      It took the student a moment to realise what Connor wanted.  “Um.  I don’t know.  I’m a little sore.”
       
      “Oh come on.”  Troy frowned.  “We’ve helped you lose your cherry.  Surely you wouldn’t hold out on us, would you?  Besides, neither of our cocks is as big as what you’ve already taken.  You’ll be fine.”
       
      “You both want to fuck me?”
       
      “Well not at the same time.  I don’t think you’re ready for that.  Yet.”  Troy winked up at him.  
       
      Ryan had to admit the cock rubbing against his hole was feeling good.  “You have more condoms, right?”  
       
      “Oh, yeah.  Lots more. Just like the last one.”
       
      “Let’s do it.”
       
      Ryan thought Connor’s grunt as he slipped into his no-longer-virgin ass was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard.  
       
      Connor’s style was so different than Scotty’s had been.  Where Scotty had thrust deliberately in and out, Connor’s were more like a rabbit fuck.  Short but very fast thrusts.
       
      He didn’t want to insult the guys again, so he didn’t let himself reach around to feel for the condom.  He had heard Connor opening it and say he had put it on.  Why would he lie? 
       
      Meanwhile, Troy kept kissing him, rubbing his nipples and dick, and giving him the poppers.  Scotty was sitting in the corner watching them all while playing with his now soft cock.  
       
      Connor reached the point of no return much quicker than Scotty had.  “Fuck yeah.  You little slut.  Your fucking tight hole is going make me shoot.” 
       
      Ryan realised he liked when they talked dirty to him.  It was like he was in one of the pornos he watched online.  “Yeah.  Do it. Fuck me like a slut.” 
       
      “Damn.  That was so fucking hot to watch.”  Scotty said a couple minutes later as Connor pulled out of Ryan. 
       
      “Yeah, you dirty fucker.”  Connor bantered with the redhead.  “I know you get off on watching me fuck.  You just wish it was your ass I was pegging.”
       
      “In your dreams.” Scotty sneered.  
       
      “Looks like I used too much lube as well.  Look at it flowing out of him now.”
       
      It was strange, Ryan couldn’t remember Connor adding more lube. He didn’t worry too much about it though. It was Troy’s turn. 
       
      Troy’s style was completely different from the other two fucks.  If Ryan had to describe it, he would say it was gentle.  Almost romantic.  It took Troy much longer to cum that the first two but he did eventually collapse on Ryan’s back after his cock spasmed deep inside him.  
       
      “Damn.”  He said as he pulled out.  “It looks like we all used a little much ‘lube’.  Your hole is a mess.  Looks like you might have bled a little as well.”
       
      Ryan sat up and felt his ass.  “Really?”
       
      “Don’t worry, it sometimes happens.  Especially your first time.  It will heal up in a day or two.  Nothing to worry about.”
       
      Ryan nodded.  His ass really was a mess. Whatever lube they had used was running out of his (now far less tight) hole and down his ballsack. 
       
      “That was fun, slut.”  Scotty said.  “Welcome to the club.”
       
      “The club?”
       
      “Yeah. The former virgin club I mean.” Scotty sneered at him.  It was a bit scary.  But very sexy.  “I doubt this will be the last time you get fucked.  Will it?”
       
      “No.  I liked it.  I really liked it.”
       
      “Fuck yeah you did.”  Connor added, pulling his trackies up.  “You’ve worn the three of us out.”
       
      He opened the door.  There were a few men outside listening to the action who looked in the opening door.  Their hungry looks made Ryan blush.    
       
      “Hope to catch you soon for a repeat.”  Troy smiled.  “We need to make sure that hole is well and truly broken in.”
       
      After they left, Ryan pulled the door closed but there was no latch.  
       
      He should go, he told himself.  If he knew Jared, he was still in a bar waiting for him.  But he was so drained.  He needed to rest for a few minutes first.   
       
      He flipped the light switch off, laid down on his belly (his butthole was pretty sore now), and closed his eyes.  Just for a minute he told himself... right before he fell asleep.  
       
      He woke with a start as he felt someone move on top of him.  
       
      “What the fu...”
       
      “Shhh, boy.” A stranger’s voice said to him. “I saw you in here with your juicy ass in the air and I could see what you want.”
       
      A hard cock pressed against his hole. He was so sore... but it felt so good.  He pushed back and let it enter him.  The stranger didn’t feel very fit or toned but, in the darkness, Ryan could ignore that.   
       
      The stranger used him hard.  Both of them grunting in exertion, thrusting together.  Until the stranger came and pulled out. 
       
      “Thanks.”  Was all the stranger said as he got off Ryan and climbed out of the booth. In the light from the corridor, Ryan had saw him for the first time.  The stranger looked to be about 60 with a flabby belly and a saggy ass.  
       
      That was the moment he realised that had never seen the stranger put on, or take off, a condom.  Had the old man just fucked him bare?  
       
      Ryan was ashamed.  He felt... dirty.  Truly slutty. And not in a good way. 
       
      He hurried out of the booth himself.  He didn’t even stop to shower on the way to the lockers.  Five minutes later he was out the door and back on the street.  
       
      He didn’t think he could face Jared right now. He headed home telling himself he would talk to his friend tomorrow.   
       
      He hurried into his apartment and to the toilet.  Trying to push out anything inside him.  But he didn’t see anything but more lube like Scotty, Connor, and Troy left behind. He breathed a sigh of relief.  
       
      His phone rang.  
       
      Jared.  
       
      Not tonight he decided.  He would talk to Jared tomorrow. He turned his phone off and took a shower.  
       
      ——
       
      It was past closing time.  Jared shivered in the cold night air outside the bars as he slipped his phone back in his pocket.  
       
      He never should have let Ryan go into that place.  He had been gone for hours and now wasn’t answering his phone. 
       
      There was only one thing to do.  He would have to go in and find his friend and get him out of there.  
       
       
      NEXT:  Jared and the jock

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