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 Y2 Young and Willing (MMm group bd rim anal oral)

   By billy69boy

   Disclaimer: All of my stories, and all the characters, are fictional,
and are not meant to resemble any real persons.  No underage people have
been harmed or otherwise exploited in the creation of this, or any, of my
fantasy stories.



   My new friend pulled into the supermarket parking lot right on time.  As
we drove to his apartment, he told me his name was Harry, and asked me how
I was feeling about coming to his party.  I just told him I was fine, but
inside I was trembling with anticipation.  Harry went on to tell me that he
spoke with all three of his friends, and they all agreed they wanted me to
relax and have a good time.  He assured me that no one would hurt me.

   As we entered Harry's living room, he looked at his watch, and told me
his friends would be there soon, so, we should get ready.  He started
taking off his clothes, and suggested I do the same.  I guess it didn't
surprise me that we both had stiff hard-ons already.  Harry led the way to
his studio and I followed him in.  My eyes grew as big as saucers when I
looked around the room.  He had transformed the studio into an elaborate
party room.

   In the center of the room hung some sort of contraption with chains and
various leather straps, all attached to a thick metal ring in the ceiling.
Around it was placed four folding chairs and four tray tables, with the
chairs forming a square.  It looked like it was set up for a poker game,
only without the table in the middle.  On each tray table were several
dildos, of all sizes and colors.  There were long feathers, and thin bamboo
sticks.  There was a big tub of beer on ice in one corner, and a long table
filled with all kinds of different stuff, from a crock pot full of hot
dogs, to a bunch of things I'd never seen before.  There were two huge
syringes that must have been twelve inches long and three inches around. 
Another gadget looked like some type of medical tool.  It was bright
chrome, and looked like a duck's bill with an adjusting wheel.

   Harry snapped me out of my amazement by showing me his "swing", as he
called it.  He motioned for me to come over, and told me to kneel down on
the first wide leather strap.  Then he leaned me over until my chest rested
on the other thick strap.  I wiggled around until I got comfortable.  Then
Harry told me to put my hands behind me, and he slipped on a pair of soft
cuffs clipped together.  After that, he stood in front of me and wrapped
another thinner strap around my head, and attached it to the main chain. 
So, here I was suspended off the ground, sitting on my folded legs with my
hands bound behind my back, and a head restraint that kept my face pointing
straight out.  Talk about feeling vulnerable.

   Harry reassured me, as he walked around the swing, running his fingers
and hands over my back and down my bare ass.  He reminded me that I would
be wearing a blindfold mask when his friends got there to preserve my
identity.  But now, he wanted to warm me up a little.

   He reached under me and gently fondled my engorged cock, and gave my
hairless balls a little squeeze.  Actually, my whole body was still
hairless, unless you count the fine blonde hair on my legs.  Harry walked
behind me and rubbed my ass with both hands, squeezing my ass cheeks
firmly, and spreading them open and closed.  Then he leaned over and ran
his hot tongue up and down my crack.  I thought I was going to blow my load
right there, but I held back and tried to relax.

   Harry slipped his tongue into my quivering hole, and darted it in and
out until I couldn't take it anymore.  My ass was jumping around in the
swing.  He raised his head up, and began circling my ass ring with his
finger, finally sliding it into my slick ass hole.  He wiggled it around in
there, and then he finger-fucked me vigorously for a few minutes.  It felt
so good, but I didn't want him to know how much I was enjoying all this
attention.

   He walked around in front of me, and I saw that his thick cock was
twitching.  He lifted it up to my mouth and told me to lick the head.  I
opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out, and he laid his cock easily onto
my tongue.  I could see his body shudder, as I worked my tongue all around
his cock head, making it wet and shiny.  He groaned, and started feeding
more and more of his shaft into my eager mouth.  I took all I could, and he
held my head in both hands and increased his speed, stroking my mouth with
authority.  It didn't take long, and as he tightened his grip on my head, I
could feel his cock jerking and bucking.  Harry told me to start
swallowing, which I did.  He pumped his cum into my mouth for a full
minute, and I proudly swallowed every drop.  When he was done, he pulled
his cock out and rubbed it all over my face.

   There were voices coming from the living room now, and Harry declared
that I was warmed up and ready for the party to start.  He slipped the
blindfold mask over my eyes, and I could no longer see a thing.

   Harry left the room, and returned in a short time with his three
friends. As they filed in, I could hear some low whispers and gasps. 
Harry's friends were very polite.  They thanked me for joining them at the
party, and reassured me that they would take care of me, and I wouldn't be
hurt.  They walked around my young, naked body, touching and caressing me
as they inspected their "party boy toy".  Behind me, they took turns
spreading my ass, teasing my hole with their fingers, and slipping me their
tongues.  In front of me, they each presented their hard cocks to me.  When
they touched my lips with their cocks, I knew it was my cue to introduce my
tongue to them.  I would lightly lick their cock heads, and flutter the tip
of my tongue on the line under their cocks.  They held still as I wrapped
my tender lips around their cock shafts, and sucked easily.  I don't know
where Harry got these friends of his, but they all must have graduated from
the College of the Well-Endowed.  I figured I had my work cut out for me.

   Then they each took a position around me and stood in front their
respective chairs.  I felt warm oil being poured over my back and ass, and
soon I had eight hands rubbing the oil all over, from my neck down.  It
really felt wonderful, and they didn't miss an inch of my skin.  They oiled
up my stomach and nipples, my hanging down cock and balls, and of course,
my ass.  They even oiled up my armpits.  I felt them put some kind of
thick, elastic band around my balls, which made them stand out proudly. 
Soon, I was a well-oiled fucking machine.

   I heard some commotion behind me.  I felt my ass cheeks being stretched
open, and a round cylinder being pushed into my hole.  Once they worked it
into my rectum, my ass started filling up slowly with warm, thick oil.  The
cylinder was eased out, and a few drops of oil seeped out.  Someone scooped
it up and rubbed it over my balls.  Next, I was startled to feel the four
men snapping my oiled ass cheeks with their bamboo sticks.  It stung a
little at first, but it didn't make me jump in pain.  After they finished,
my ass just felt really warm.

   Harry declared that it was time for the games to begin.  Everyone took
their places in front of their chairs, and I could hear beer bottles
twisting open as Harry explained the first party game to everyone: The
first game was called "Twenty Strokes".  The goal was to be the last one to
cum.  To begin, one man would penetrate my ass, while the player opposite
him would fuck my mouth simultaneously.  The two players at my sides could
do whatever they wanted with me while they waited their turn.  The
intruders would fill my ass and mouth, stroke my two holes twenty times,
and then pull out.  The swing would be turned one-quarter turn, and then
the next two players would fuck my ass and mouth for twenty strokes, and so
on.  The final rule was: each player had to cum in my mouth.  So when
someone was ready, he would yell "CUM!", and everyone would pull out, and
the swing would be spun around until my face was in front of his rumbling
balls, and he would jam his spunk-shooting cock into my waiting mouth.

   And so it began.  While the first two guys counted their strokes up to
twenty, the two side players playfully stung my cock and balls with their
bamboo sticks.  My cock twitched wildly with each smack.  The first two men
reached twenty strokes and pulled out of my holes.  I felt the swing turn,
and soon I was taking on two new cocks, while the uninvolved men reached
under me and fondled my screaming cock and boiling balls.  I was going
crazy, but I had my hands full at the moment.  In fact, my hands were the
only things that weren't full at the moment.

   The four men were twenty-stroking me methodically by now, each one
trying to hold out longer than the next guy.  I could taste the hot ass oil
on their cocks as they continued to take their turns, until I heard someone
yell "CUM", and I was quickly spun around to face his spasming cock.  He
shoved it deep into my mouth, and fucked my face feverishly, then pulled it
out, and told me to stick out my tongue.  He laid the head on my soft
waiting tongue, and his cum started filling my mouth in quick spurts.  I
started swallowing his load, and finally he grabbed my head tightly, and
began slamming his rod deep into the back of my throat, moaning and pumping
his hot jizz into my waiting mouth.

   Finally empty, the first player sat down at his chair and opened another
bottle of beer.  Play resumed, and before long, the second player lost
control, and jerked his supply of cum down my throat as well.  The last two
players standing went at it.  They increased the stroke count to thirty,
and then they swung me halfway around, and swapped holes, giving me thirty
harder, deliberate, pounding strokes.

   My mouth was getting sore from all that sucking, and my ass hole was on
fire from the constant cock-jamming.  Finally, the third player yelled
"CUM!", and I finished off his load from his wildly spastic cock.  The
fourth player was declared the winner, and he was given permission to just
keeping pounding my ass to orgasm.  As he continued to slam my ass without
mercy, Harry knelt under my body and took my raging cock in his mouth.  He
sucked me deeply and deliberately, and I exploded into his mouth at the
same time the winner was finally shooting his steaming cum stream into my
almost-virgin ass hole.  Harry declared that, since it was his party, he
was the only one who was allowed to have my cum.

   I heard Harry suggest we all take a break.  The men unstrapped me and
helped get me down off the swing.  I could hear more beer bottles popping
open, as Harry led me out of the room and into his bedroom.  He finally
took my blindfold off.  My legs were wobbly from being bent for so long,
and I slumped over on his bed.  I must have passed out for awhile, because
when I opened my eyes, there was a soda and a hotdog on the end table.  As
I was eating, Harry stepped in and told me I could freshen up and take a
shower in his private bathroom.  And that's what I did.

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