Super Bowl Party
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This story takes place a few weeks after the events in "Birthday Party."
Chaz and I were still fucking. And sucking. Every opportunity we got. Weekends were spent at his place or mine, making the bedsheets filthy. We hardly spent any time at our favorite watering hole any more. We were too busy getting each other off.
We did get an invite to a Super Bowl party. And while we didn't really want to go, we figured we hadn't seen some of our friends in a while. And it might be nice to do something other than sucking each other's cocks.
We did agree to keep our activities on the down low and to not mention the gay orgy that led us to discover the joys of cock sucking and buttfucking.
But Chaz just couldn't keep his hands to himself.
During the second quarter, I went into the kitchen to get another beer, and as I leaned into the fridge, someone grabbed a handful of my ass. I spun around to find Chaz standing there with a big goofy grin. Everyone else was in the living room, watching the game.
He pulled in close and kissed me as his hand started rubbing my crotch.
"Mmmmmm, I want you right here and right now," he whispered.
"Dude. Not here. You want to get caught?" I asked before kissing him back. His touch made my dick hard pretty much instantly.
He slid his hand into my pants as we kissed. Yeah, I kissed back. I was just as much of a horndog as he was.
We broke the kiss and stared at each other as he stroked me. I was about to ask him if we should get out of this party and go back to his place when we heard a noise at the kitchen doorway.
There was Renee, staring at us with wide eyes.
"Well, don't stop on my account," she said.
Renee was rumored to be a libertine, and a sexual dynamo. I'd never seen any direct evidence, but she had a fantastic pair of boobs and wasn't ugly. I'd fantasized about her more than once before Chaz and I hooked up.
And now she was here inviting us to carry on. Chaz took the bait, and sank to his knees, undoing my pants as he went. He freed my cock and took it in his mouth.
I was too flabbergasted to do much but accept it and stare at Renee staring at us. She licked her lips and took a deep breath as Chaz's mouth engulfted the head of my dick.
I closed my eyes and threw my head back as he took more of me in his mouth. Chaz was very good at this. Of course, he'd had lots of practice recently.
I opened my eyes when I heard another sound from the doorway. I don't know what I expected to see. I guess I'd hoped Renee would be taking off her sweater to show us her magnificent breasts. But that's not what I saw.
Instead, everyone else at the party was standing there. Sexpot Renee, fat chick Bess, and ten of our guy friends. Our straight guy friends.
I looked down at Chaz, hoping he saw it too and would stop his blow job so we could extricate ourselves from this embarrassing predicament. He did see. His eyes were open and watching the crowd watch us. And he didn't stop. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying the attention. Truth be told, I did too.
A minute went by where no-one said anything. The only noise was Chaz's lipsmacking. He only stopped when Renee spoke:
"Why don't you come out to the living room so we can all see?" I noticed she seemed to be rubbing the tops of her thighs as she said this.
I knew for a fact that half the guys there wanted to fuck her, and guessed the other half wanted to as well. So if our little display was okay with her, it was probably okay with them.
Chaz pulled down my pants and I stepped out of them. He stood back up, kissed me and dropped his pants too. Then he took me by the hand and led me into the living room.
There, he lay on his back on the floor in front of the big screen. The game had been muted. I postitioned myself over him, and soon we were 69ing. I did so love sucking his penis, especially when he was sucking mine.
I snuck a few peeks around the room, and was not surprised to see several of the guys with their dicks out, rubbing them slowly. And that confirmed it: I was an exhibitionist.
Chaz was getting me close to coming. (We'd spent so much time together, we knew each other's body language.) He stopped before I could come and pushed me off.
He took off his sweatshirt and positioned himself on his knees. "Who's next?" he asked the room.
Brad was there in an instant, and slid his dick into Chaz's mouth. Keith stood in line behind him.
Well, fuck. If this Super Bowl party was going to turn into another orgy, I wasn't going to sit on the sidelines. I pulled off my shirt and knelt next to Chaz. "Two lines, no waiting," I declared.
And just like that, I had a cock in my mouth.
Things became a blur after that. I'd suck a dick for a few minutes, not long enough to make anyone come, and then switch to another cock. Chaz was doing the same.
Renee had her pants off and was fingering herself. Bess, judging by the noise, was getting fucked somewhere out of my sight. A couple of the guys were sitting side by side on the couch stroking each other. Chaz was on all fours, with a dick in his mouth, and another in his ass. I was sucking one guy and stroking another. More sucking. More sucking.
I opened my eyes and saw two guys on the couch 69ing. Bess was naked, on all fours, on the floor before the easy chair where Renee sat. Her face was in Renee's pussy. Someone tried to stick his dick in Renee's face, but she swatted it away.
Chaz was riding somebody's cock, cowboy style, and sucking another. I switched positions, and soon had a dick up my ass. Someone stuck his dick in my mouth, and it tasted funny. I realized it tasted like pussy. He had fucked fat Bess for a while, and now I was sucking his still wet cock.
He shot his load in my mouth, and I pulled away to swallow and to catch my breath. My jaw was starting to hurt. I waved off someone else wanting a blow job and tried to take everything in.
I watched as Keith fucked Bess. He grunted and pulled out. And instantly, Chaz lept in to start sucking the cum from her pussy. Renee was naked, Kevin was sucking on one tit, Drew on the other. She was fingering herself and watching everything. She screamed out with an orgasm, and slowed but didn't stop her self-diddling.
Guys were sucking each other, fucking each other, or at the very least stroking each other. Chaz was taking it up the ass as he continued to eat Bess out.
Brad came over to me and jacked off on my face. Chris joined him and did the same.
One by one, everyone was cuming.
Everyone but me. And I don't think Chaz had come yet. His boner was still visible. The party was winding down.
A couple of guys grabbed their clothes and quietly left. Embarrassed? Or going home to fuck some more? Who could tell.
Bess and Renee were cuddling, naked on the couch, gently kissing and caressing each other.
I was covered in cum. Chaz stumbled over, legs weakened by sex, and kissed some of the sticky goo off me, ocassionally kissing my lips and sharing it with me.
More guys were leaving, some offering apologies, some thanking everyone. Some kissing each other goodbye. The girls got dressed and readied to leave. Renee came over and kissed me on the forehead. Then they left without a word, holding hands.
Our host was in the bathroom, showering. Whether he was alone, I couldn't say. But we were. It was just Chaz and me.
"Did you come?" he asked.
"No. Did you?"
"No. Let's go back to my place and take care of that."
***Epilogue***
That night, after he fucked me good, Chaz suggested we move in together.
I agreed. A month later, we were shacking up in a bigger apartment. A week after that we threw a housewarming party. We invited some of the guys from the birthday party and some of the people from the Super Bowl party... and guess what happened. Just guess.
Chaz and I were still fucking. And sucking. Every opportunity we got. Weekends were spent at his place or mine, making the bedsheets filthy. We hardly spent any time at our favorite watering hole any more. We were too busy getting each other off.
We did get an invite to a Super Bowl party. And while we didn't really want to go, we figured we hadn't seen some of our friends in a while. And it might be nice to do something other than sucking each other's cocks.
We did agree to keep our activities on the down low and to not mention the gay orgy that led us to discover the joys of cock sucking and buttfucking.
But Chaz just couldn't keep his hands to himself.
During the second quarter, I went into the kitchen to get another beer, and as I leaned into the fridge, someone grabbed a handful of my ass. I spun around to find Chaz standing there with a big goofy grin. Everyone else was in the living room, watching the game.
He pulled in close and kissed me as his hand started rubbing my crotch.
"Mmmmmm, I want you right here and right now," he whispered.
"Dude. Not here. You want to get caught?" I asked before kissing him back. His touch made my dick hard pretty much instantly.
He slid his hand into my pants as we kissed. Yeah, I kissed back. I was just as much of a horndog as he was.
We broke the kiss and stared at each other as he stroked me. I was about to ask him if we should get out of this party and go back to his place when we heard a noise at the kitchen doorway.
There was Renee, staring at us with wide eyes.
"Well, don't stop on my account," she said.
Renee was rumored to be a libertine, and a sexual dynamo. I'd never seen any direct evidence, but she had a fantastic pair of boobs and wasn't ugly. I'd fantasized about her more than once before Chaz and I hooked up.
And now she was here inviting us to carry on. Chaz took the bait, and sank to his knees, undoing my pants as he went. He freed my cock and took it in his mouth.
I was too flabbergasted to do much but accept it and stare at Renee staring at us. She licked her lips and took a deep breath as Chaz's mouth engulfted the head of my dick.
I closed my eyes and threw my head back as he took more of me in his mouth. Chaz was very good at this. Of course, he'd had lots of practice recently.
I opened my eyes when I heard another sound from the doorway. I don't know what I expected to see. I guess I'd hoped Renee would be taking off her sweater to show us her magnificent breasts. But that's not what I saw.
Instead, everyone else at the party was standing there. Sexpot Renee, fat chick Bess, and ten of our guy friends. Our straight guy friends.
I looked down at Chaz, hoping he saw it too and would stop his blow job so we could extricate ourselves from this embarrassing predicament. He did see. His eyes were open and watching the crowd watch us. And he didn't stop. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying the attention. Truth be told, I did too.
A minute went by where no-one said anything. The only noise was Chaz's lipsmacking. He only stopped when Renee spoke:
"Why don't you come out to the living room so we can all see?" I noticed she seemed to be rubbing the tops of her thighs as she said this.
I knew for a fact that half the guys there wanted to fuck her, and guessed the other half wanted to as well. So if our little display was okay with her, it was probably okay with them.
Chaz pulled down my pants and I stepped out of them. He stood back up, kissed me and dropped his pants too. Then he took me by the hand and led me into the living room.
There, he lay on his back on the floor in front of the big screen. The game had been muted. I postitioned myself over him, and soon we were 69ing. I did so love sucking his penis, especially when he was sucking mine.
I snuck a few peeks around the room, and was not surprised to see several of the guys with their dicks out, rubbing them slowly. And that confirmed it: I was an exhibitionist.
Chaz was getting me close to coming. (We'd spent so much time together, we knew each other's body language.) He stopped before I could come and pushed me off.
He took off his sweatshirt and positioned himself on his knees. "Who's next?" he asked the room.
Brad was there in an instant, and slid his dick into Chaz's mouth. Keith stood in line behind him.
Well, fuck. If this Super Bowl party was going to turn into another orgy, I wasn't going to sit on the sidelines. I pulled off my shirt and knelt next to Chaz. "Two lines, no waiting," I declared.
And just like that, I had a cock in my mouth.
Things became a blur after that. I'd suck a dick for a few minutes, not long enough to make anyone come, and then switch to another cock. Chaz was doing the same.
Renee had her pants off and was fingering herself. Bess, judging by the noise, was getting fucked somewhere out of my sight. A couple of the guys were sitting side by side on the couch stroking each other. Chaz was on all fours, with a dick in his mouth, and another in his ass. I was sucking one guy and stroking another. More sucking. More sucking.
I opened my eyes and saw two guys on the couch 69ing. Bess was naked, on all fours, on the floor before the easy chair where Renee sat. Her face was in Renee's pussy. Someone tried to stick his dick in Renee's face, but she swatted it away.
Chaz was riding somebody's cock, cowboy style, and sucking another. I switched positions, and soon had a dick up my ass. Someone stuck his dick in my mouth, and it tasted funny. I realized it tasted like pussy. He had fucked fat Bess for a while, and now I was sucking his still wet cock.
He shot his load in my mouth, and I pulled away to swallow and to catch my breath. My jaw was starting to hurt. I waved off someone else wanting a blow job and tried to take everything in.
I watched as Keith fucked Bess. He grunted and pulled out. And instantly, Chaz lept in to start sucking the cum from her pussy. Renee was naked, Kevin was sucking on one tit, Drew on the other. She was fingering herself and watching everything. She screamed out with an orgasm, and slowed but didn't stop her self-diddling.
Guys were sucking each other, fucking each other, or at the very least stroking each other. Chaz was taking it up the ass as he continued to eat Bess out.
Brad came over to me and jacked off on my face. Chris joined him and did the same.
One by one, everyone was cuming.
Everyone but me. And I don't think Chaz had come yet. His boner was still visible. The party was winding down.
A couple of guys grabbed their clothes and quietly left. Embarrassed? Or going home to fuck some more? Who could tell.
Bess and Renee were cuddling, naked on the couch, gently kissing and caressing each other.
I was covered in cum. Chaz stumbled over, legs weakened by sex, and kissed some of the sticky goo off me, ocassionally kissing my lips and sharing it with me.
More guys were leaving, some offering apologies, some thanking everyone. Some kissing each other goodbye. The girls got dressed and readied to leave. Renee came over and kissed me on the forehead. Then they left without a word, holding hands.
Our host was in the bathroom, showering. Whether he was alone, I couldn't say. But we were. It was just Chaz and me.
"Did you come?" he asked.
"No. Did you?"
"No. Let's go back to my place and take care of that."
***Epilogue***
That night, after he fucked me good, Chaz suggested we move in together.
I agreed. A month later, we were shacking up in a bigger apartment. A week after that we threw a housewarming party. We invited some of the guys from the birthday party and some of the people from the Super Bowl party... and guess what happened. Just guess.
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