Disclaimer

This story involves Gay male / male sex. If you are not legally old enough
to read it, don't!

This story is fiction; in real life, always practice safe sex.

If you belong to a religious groups that considers it a sin just to think
about these things then I guess need your forgiveness. But, then, why are
you reading it.

This is my second attempt at writing any story. Comments are welcome. If I
get enough encouragement I may write others.

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The Table

The alarm clock blasting in his ear, Jeff rolled over and smashed the
snooze button to silence the noise. Today was his first day at his first
job after graduating from college. He had landed a position with one of
the biggest, most prestigious accounting firms in the city. The future
looked bright and he hoped he could get his life moving up the ladder to
success.

Jeff sprang from the bed, finished turning off the alarm, and headed for
the shower. This cheep hotel was all he could find on short notice. He
must to find better living space soon. At least the hotel was conveniently
located so he could use the city bus to reach his office building which was
located a few miles away near the center of town.

As the hot water cascaded over his body and his soap-covered hand wrapped
around his stiffening 8 inch cock, Jeff resisted the urge to release the
pressure in his balls. He wanted to be extra sharp the first day on the job
and felt that delaying sexual release might create just the edge to sharpen
his senses.

Jeff was a rather good looking young 21 year old man, 6 feet tall, 165 lb.,
rounded muscles, flat stomach with attractive abs, light brown hair, blue
eyes, and a smile that went from ear to ear creating seductive dimples. The
body was the payoff for having started lifting weights and exercising when
he was a sophomore in high school.

Jeff knew he was interested in men since he was about 9 years old. The
feelings had grown stronger when he reached puberty. When he was 14, a boy
he knew in the class ahead of him was exposed for sucking the cocks of half
the swim team. Either someone couldn't handle his own guilt or was pissed
off he was left out, but someone squealed. He saw how society shunned the
guy, embarrassed his family, drove him out of town and almost destroyed
him. It was a lesson he would not forget and he began to develop
personality defenses to protect his secret desires.

Those defenses had served him well; then he and Peter became roommates.

But he didn't have time to think about that. He had to get moving or be
late to work.

After a cup of coffee and bagel in the coffee shop, Jeff was out the door
to catch the bus. There was only one seat open, about four rows back from
the door, on the isle; he took it. Passengers boarding behind him had to
stand.

As the bus moved on down the street, Jeff's mind wandered back to
Pete. They were fraternity brothers and good friends who decided to share
an efficiency apartment during their senior year. Seniors frequently moved
out of the frat house to make room for new members. They agreed to arrive
on campus a week early to set up the apartment. That took only two days
instead of the six days they had planned so their attention turned to
recreation.

The next day, upon returning from playing tennis all hot and sweaty, Pete
said as they walked through the apartment door, "Last one in the shower has
to do laundry for a month!"

Now, Jeff recognized a challenge when he heard one. Who cared about doing
the laundry, it probably wouldn't happen any way. The CHALLENGE was the
thing.

Each man quickly began stripping, throwing clothes in every direction,
trying to be the first to the shower. Timing, as they say, is everything.
They both arrived at the bathroom door at the same instant, nude dudes, and
began playfully grappling to beat the other to the shower. Jeff was
surprised at how difficult it was to get hold of naked man. Many
four-letter words flew through the air as well as lots of laughter.

Pete had wrestled in high school and quickly used that experience to up-end
Jeff and pin him flat on the floor spread-eagle on his back. As Jeff
looked up into Pete's smiling face he realized his own rod was rock hard
and was poking Pete in the stomach. At the same moment he also realized
that Pete's cock was just as hard and was poking in him in the stomach.

Smiles morphed into serious questioning looks. Both young men were
breathing heavily, still trying to catch their breaths. As they lay there
looking into each others eyes, Pete slowly lowered his head and kissed Jeff
on the lips. It was a gentle kiss; one that said, "There's more where that
came from if you want it."

Jeff's mind was setting new speed records for situational analysis. Was he
at risk of being discovered? Was Pete like him? Should he protest? Should
he submit? What was the next step? What had he gotten himself into? Was
this the time? It was time to decide!

Jeff allowed his to body relax. Pete felt the tension subside and kissed
Jeff again. This time Jeff's mouth opened and welcomed Pete's tongue
probing deep inside. Pete responded by sucking Jeff's tongue. Tears came
to Jeff's eyes as he realized what was happening; his dream was finally
happening, and with someone he considered a friend. In a matter of moments
they were embracing each other, rolling around on the floor in lust. Jeff
didn't remember how, but they soon moved to the bed.

The events that followed were oral and tactile orgies; each man trying to
touch and taste as much of the others body as he could. They wound up on
their sides in the 69 position. Jeff stuck out his tongue and licked his
first taste of cock. It was wonderful! He opened his mouth, took Pete's
engorged glans inside, closed his lips and began stroking it with his
tongue. He could hardly believe how something so hard could be so soft to
the touch. And, the taste was delicious, better than he had imagined.

Jeff could not control himself. He was almost oblivious to what Pete was
doing to him. However, when the head of his cock was engulfed by Pete's
hot, wet mouth Jeff jerked with surprise; nothing had ever felt so good.

Jeff proceeded to devour Pete's cock and balls. This was his first
experience. He wanted to saver it all. He was out of control. He almost
injured himself trying to get every bit of Pete's 6 1/2 inches all the way
down his throat. Within a few minutes he felt Pete thrust his hips
violently and cum began squirting from Pete's shaft. Without thinking,
Jeff swallowed, and swallowed, and swallowed, again and again. Then he
realized his own body was erupting; his cum was shooting into Pete's mouth.
He didn't know if his orgasm was caused by what Pete had done to him or
what he had done to Pete.

After sucking the last drop of cum from Pete's cock, Jeff rolled onto his
back and collapsed, exhausted. Pete was in no better shape and both men
lay there silently, eyes closed, totally spent. The only sound in the room
was that of two young men breathing heavily.

After about 15 minutes, Jeff sat up and looked at his sex-mate. Pete was
very still, hardly breathing, eyes still closed. Jeff shifted his body
around so he was looking down into Pete's face. Slowly Pete opened his
eyes, saw Jeff and jumped in surprise.

"Ohhh, Jeff! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please forgive me! Please! Please! I
promise never to do this again. I'll move out if you want. Please don't
tell anyone. Plea..."

Jeff interrupted him by placing his finger over Pete's lips.

"What are you talking about? There is nothing to forgive. And, I'll kill
you if you try to move out!" Jeff leaned over and kissed Pete gently as if
to say, , "There's more where that came from if you want it."

After several minutes of passionate kissing and fondling, Jeff asked,
"Pete, how did this get started? How many times have you done this? I
want to know everything."

"First," Pete said, "you are the only person who knows about this. Before
this afternoon I never had sex with anyone, male or female. I have wanted
to experience something like this for as long as I can remember thinking
about sex."

Jeff sat in amazed silence as Pete continued.

"I first noticed you when we were rushing the frat house as prospective
pledges. Then we be came pledge brothers and were initiated. You always
seemed so honest, open, and friendly I just assumed you were straight.
When you agreed to share an apartment this year I could hardly believe it;
what luck. There was no plan to seduce you. I was just happy being near
you. But this afternoon, when we got back here, something clicked. I
don't know! It just happened; I didn't plan this."

Now it was Jeff's turn. "Well, where do I start. I guess we have led
parallel lives. I lived and shared the same experiences you did. I was
attracted to you the first time I saw you. And, I too was excited when you
suggested we share an apartment this year. And, I to do not know how this
happened. We both must have such well developed defenses for our true
personalities that we even fooled each other."

"I'm not sorry it happened," Jeff said. "And I gather you aren't either.
So let's not look a give horse in the mouth and take it from here."

"Agreed," said Pete. "Gladly!"

The rest of that afternoon and evening was spent getting seriously
acquainted each other and satisfying long unfulfilled desires. The real
challenge was to realistically balance their sexual appetites with school
work. Both Jeff and Pete had to make their grades if they wanted to get
good jobs. They had ample time for long discussions about their urges and
decided it was best to apply some adult constraints on their lustful
desires. The heavy class schedules for each, plus part-time work kept them
so busy they didn't have a lot of time for each other during the week but
weekends were serious pleasure trips.

A week after graduation Pete went to as a civil engineering and Jeff left
for his job in accounting. There were lots of hugs and kisses but no sad
faces when they said good bye. They were happy they had shared something
special. It never was a long term arrangement and now it was time to move
on.

Several days had passed since he and Pete last had sex and now he needed a
release ... and soon.

At the next bus stop Jeff's heart stopped as he watched the sexiest, most
attractive hot looking young man he had ever seen get on the bus. He
looked to be about Jeff's age, height and weight, with blond hair, deep
blue eyes, fair skin, and a slender, solid looking body (he was obviously
familiar with weights). He was wearing a white T-shirt and tight
stone-washed light blue denims that showed off his solid, well rounded ass.

This stud moved back until he was next to Jeff's seat, took hold of the
overhead strap and turned to face Jeff. Then Jeff saw it! Extending down
the studs right inside paint leg was a snake of at least 5.5 inches long,
FLACCID. It was perfectly formed and Jeff could clearly see the outline of
the ridge around the head; he was cut.

As the bus groaned on down the street, Jeff set there mesmerized, his mouth
watering at the possibility going down on that cock. He lost all track of
time. He stared at that cock. He wanted that cock. He had to have that
cock!

He was just beginning to lean forward with his mouth open ready to clamp
around the head of the snake when the bus lurched to a stop and several
passengers got off including the young stud.

Jeff was jolted back to reality and looked around to see if anyone had
noticed his actions. Then he realized the next stop was his. He almost
missed it. He quickly rearranged his one hard-on, stood up and got off the
bus. He took a few moments to compose himself before taking the elevator
to the 9th floor and his future.

He stepped off the elevator and was immediately greeted by the
receptionist. When Jeff introduced himself as the new associate she smiled
and acknowledged they were expecting him. She asked him to have a seat
while she called his sponsor. Within seconds a damn attractive looking man
of oriental descent appeared. He was about Jeff's age, maybe 5 ft. 10
in. tall, slight of build without an ounce of fat on him.

With a bright smile he extended his hand and introduced himself as Brad,
one of the associates Jeff would be working with. Brad had been hired a
year earlier and he was to show Jeff the ropes. They went to the work area
where Jeff was introduced to Shawn, another associate. Jeff's mouth gaped
open as he stared at one of the most attractive black men he had ever
seen. Shawn was about 3 inches taller than Jeff, well groomed, definitely
the runner type. Everyone was friendly and did everything possible to make
Jeff feel comfortable.

As noon approached Brad walked over to where Jeff was sitting and placed
his hand on Jeff's shoulder. "Jeff, I'm sorry we won't be able to go to
lunch with you today; we have a business commitment. The fourth associate
in our group is Todd who has been with a client all morning. We have to
join them for lunch. I can, however, recommend you check out the hot-dog
stand in the park across the street. The dogs are famous and everyone here
loves them. The park is also a great place to rest your weary brain after
all the stuff we tried to stuff into it this morning."

"Thanks, Brad." Jeff needed some private time to collect his thoughts and
relax. The morning had been a lot more stressful than he had anticipated.
He watched Brad and Shawn walk down the hall jabbering away about some
important topic. He drew in a deep breath, raised his shoulders and
lowered them as he exhaled, relieving some of the tension, then headed for
the elevator.

The hot-dog stand was easy to find; people were crowded around it. Jeff
bought a dog, found an empty park bench and began to gnaw at his lunch. He
tilted his head back and looked up at the clear blue sky, a puffy cloud
could be seen hear and there. As he lowered his head his gaze focused on
the building across the street.

Jeff sat up with a start. There HE was, leaning against the building, the
STUD. Their eyes met. Jeff stood up and started walking toward the street.
The young man pushed away from the building, walked to his left, turned the
corner and disappeared.

Jeff tossed the hot dog in a trash can and hurried across the street. As he
rounded the corner of the building he saw the stud go into a door about 50
yards away. Just before he disappeared through the door, the stud looked
back and made eye contact again. Jeff's heart began to race. What was
happening?

Jeff reached the door and noticed there was no sign announcing any kind of
business. He turned the handle, opened the door and went in. It took a few
seconds for his eyes to adjust to the dim light. The room was only about 7
ft. wide and 10 ft. long. There was another door at the far end. He walked
over to open it but it seemed to be locked. Just then a voice came from a
speaker on the far wall, "Please be seated and we will be with you in a few
minutes."

Jeff saw four chairs along one wall and sat down in one. On the opposite
wall he noticed some framed photographs so he walked over to get a better
look. He was somewhat startled to discover the photos were of young men
standing next to an odd looking table. All the young men were naked and
their cocks looked glossy like they might have been wet when the photo was
taken. There HE was, the STUD, standing next to the table.

At that instant, the voice announced, "The door is open, please enter."

Almost like in a trance, Jeff walked to the door, opened it and entered the
next room. As the door closed behind him the voice said, "Please remove
all clothing and place them on the hangers provided. When you are finished,
go through the door at the far end of the room."

Jeff started removing his shoes and socks, shirt and tie, then his pants.
He slid his thumbs under the waist band of his boxer briefs, hesitated. Why
was he doing this? He had to know what this was all about. What did this
have to do with the stud? What was the meaning of his picture hanging in
the outer room? Then he slid his briefs off and placed them on a hook.

The room was cool and the breeze around his exposed genitals created an
erotic sensation causing his prick to go semi-erect. Jeff walked to the
door, turned the handle and slowly opened it.

The next room was quite large, about 20 X 20 ft. It was dark except for the
platform in the middle which was illuminated by recessed ceiling lights. On
the platform was the odd looking table he had seen in the photos in the
entrance room.

Jeff examined the table as he approached it . It was odd for several
reasons. The main section was padded and inclined about 15 degrees. At the
low end were padded extensions that looked like leg holders, places for
knees and feet. At the upper end were notches that looked like places for
arms. In the middle of the upper end was a rounded cutout and a padded bar
extending out from the platform, across the opening and back to the
platform.

As Jeff reached the base of platform a voice instructed, "Please lie
face-down on the platform with your legs in the holders. The table will
adjust to your size."

Jeff lay down as instructed, placing his feed on the end blocks, his knees
in the bent areas, and his head at the upper end with his chin fitting
comfortably in the cutout. He rested his forehead on the cross bar. His
arms fit nicely in the cutout area and he found two handles to grasp. The
handles were shaped like phalluses.

Once he was in position various sections of the table began to move
slightly, adjusting to fit his body perfectly. That is when Jeff realized
there was another cutout area, one in the groin area that allowed his cock
and balls to hang freely in the open air. The bar his forehead was resting
on began to raise slightly, tilting his head back.

"There is a blindfold hanging next to your right hand," the voice
said. "Please use it to cover your eyes before we continue. Before we
begin, you must know the SAFE signal. If at any time you wish to stop, just
raise your right hand and all activity will stop. You will be advised when
all is clear and may remove the blind fold and leave. Do you understand?"

"Y... Yes," Jeff said. He found the blind fold and placed it over his
eyes. The anticipation of what was to come had caused Jeff's heart rate to
increase rapidly. Seconds seemed like minutes. As he lay on the table
waiting for something, anything to happen, his mind raced with thoughts of
the desirable stud he had followed into this place. Jeff also noticed that
wearing the blind fold enhanced the keenness of his remaining senses:
hearing, smell and touch.

Suddenly he knew that he was not alone. He heard feet softly scuffing on
the floor. He sensed there were at least two, maybe three people close to
him. His body tensed in anticipation.

Heat!!! He sensed warmth near his face. He detected male scent; the
aphrodisiac aroma of testosterone filled his nostrils.

Warm air!!! He felt warm air on the head of his cock. Could it be someone's
breath?

Music?

Yes, music. It began softly, slowly. He had heard it before, he knew it,
it was Ravel's Bolero. The music continued; nothing else happened.

Haaaaaaaaa!!!!! Jeff sucked in his breath as something warm and wet
latched on the head of his stiffening cock.

As his mouth opened to inhale, startled by the magnificent sensation on his
cock, Jeff now felt something hard and hot brush against his lips. He
opened his mouth wider and accepted the delicious tasting head of a nice
size prick.

Nothing moved. The mouth on his cock did nothing. The head of the prick
in his mouth just stayed there.

Jeff almost jumped when he felt a pair of hands touch him just below his
waist. The hands began sliding down over his buns with the thumbs sliding
into his ass crack. The thumbs began to spread his cheeks apart exposing
his back entrance. He knew what was coming next but could not fully prepare
because when the slick, hard, hot probe grazed the short hairs guarding the
opening to his ass, he shuddered uncontrollably. The sex tool must have
been lubricated well because there seemed to be no resistance.

He felt the hot tip of the cock press against the lips of his ass
hole. Then as more pressure was applied he felt his ass hole slowly begin
stretching to accommodate the fuck tool. And it stretched, and
stretched. Jeff was just about to raise his hand (the SAFE signal) when the
head of the cock popped through the entrance and his ass snapped tight on
the back side, almost like a lock preventing the prick from leaving. Jeff
imagined a cock with a large head and a slender shaft.

No one moved. The music slowly increased in tempo and volume.

At some unspoken signal, the mouth on his cock began to move up on the
shaft. Slowly it progressed, taking one inch at a time until his 8 inch
cock was completely encased in a warm pulsating throat.

At the same time his cock was being devoured, the prick in his mouth began
a long slow journey to the back of his mouth and down his throat.

And from behind, the monster-headed cock started slipping deeper and deeper
into his body. It went in so slowly and so smoothly that Jeff wandered if
it would ever stop. Just how much could he take?

Once all three sex instruments were buried to the hilt they paused for a
few moments than began a slow, rhythmic dance of pleasure, sliding in and
out in unison. Powerful sensations were building with the tempo and volume
of Bolero, the music of sex.

The pace quickened; Jeff's mind was being blown away trying to track and
drink in all the erotic sensations bombarding his senses. His cock was
being sucked like he had never imagined possible. The blow job he was
administering to the delicious prick in his throat was overpowering. And
his ass was being fucked by one of the most perfect and talented pricks
that ever existed.

Jeff was getting close to losing it. His balls were drawn up in their
sack, the cock up his ass kept massaging his prostate and his nose kept
getting jammed into sweet smelling pubic hair.

Finally, it was all just too much. As the music reached its crescendo his
mouth was filled with some of the sweetest cum he ever tasted. Jeff could
hold back no longer and unloaded a huge burst of cum in to the suctioning
mouth. The contractions of his ass muscles seemed to set off the forceful
final thrust up his ass as the monster-headed cock coated his insides with
rivers of cum. All on queue.

Jeff listened to the music finish. As the last notes drifted off, the
softening cock withdrew from his mouth and the probe that had provided so
much pleasure up his ass slid silently out of his body. His own cock had
lost its hardness but the mouth still held on. After ensuring it had
sucked the last drop of gism from his cock, the mouth released its
prey. Just as Jeff began to relax, lips touched the head of his cock again
with a kiss, then left for good.

Jeff was completely unaware of his pleasurers departure. He was covered
with sweat and his mind was a mess. Slowly he came down from the erotic
high he had just experienced.

"Please stand next to the table and look into the mirror on the opposite
wall," the voice said. Jeff removed the blind fold, arose from the table,
found the mirror and looked at it but could not understand why he was asked
to do that.

"Upon returning to the dressing room you are welcome to use the shower you
will find there. When dressed, please leave the way you came in. Thank
you, we appreciate your participation," the voice finished.

Jeff knew he had to get back to the office so he wasted no time showering
and dressing. As he passed through the entrance room he looked again for
the photo of the young stud. He found the photo and was shocked to see his
own picture next to it. He looked dazed, his cock locked wet and bigger
than he remembered, and there was a smile on his face.

No time, hurry back to the office.

He looked at the time when he got back to his desk and was surprised to see
he had been gone only one hour. About an hour later Brad and Shawn
returned and they spent the rest of the afternoon helping Jeff with his
orientation.

Jeff decided to wait for his new friends signal when it was time to call it
a day. At about 5:45, Brad came over, placed his hand on Jeff's shoulder
and said, "Jeff, have you found a place to stay yet?"

"Not really; I just got in town yesterday afternoon and haven't had time to
look."

"Well, we can give you some good leads if you're interested."

"Thanks, I'd like that. I don't know this city at all and can use some
help," Jeff replied.

Shawn spoke up, "Actually, why don't you come with us and check out our
place. One of our apartment mates moved out a couple of months ago so we
have some room."

"Good idea, Shawn," said Brad. "Todd will probably be there and we can
order out for pizza. I know there is plenty of beer in the frig."

About a half hour later the three young men entered the apartment.

"Welcome to our humble home," Brad said, "make yourself comfortable."

"Take a look around and see if you like it," said Shawn.

Jeff was quite impressed as he surveyed the living room and kitchen
area. He had already shed his coat and tie as he headed to the bedroom area
which Shawn had pointed out. He rounded the corner, opened the door to one
bedroom and just about jumped out of his skin.

Lying there on the bed was the STUD. He was resting his head in his right
hand with his left knee drawn up and his left foot was behind his right
knee, and his left arm was stretched out with his left hand on his left
knee. His enormous snake was draped across his right thigh, almost touching
the sheets. And, the only thing he was wearing was a giant smile. He said
"Hi, I'm Todd, let me welcome you!"

Jeff crossed the room as fast as he could, tossing clothing everywhere.
When he reached the bed he too was wearing only a smile. He dived on top
of young man and they began to kissing wildly.

Very quickly they got into the 69 position, Todd on the bottom with his ass
at the edge of the bed and his legs off the end. Jeff looked down anxiously
at that very long snake he had first seen through Todd's pants when he got
on the bus.

Jeff bent down, stuck out his tongue and licked off a pearl of pre-cum from
the snake-eye. He could wait no longer. He opened his lips and cradled it
in his mouth. He ran his tongue round the beautifully shaped head several
times as Todd's cock began to turn to steel. Jeff lowered his head further
until the cock reached the back of his throat then he relaxed his throat
muscles and began to swallow. Quickly the snake slid down his throat and
his nose pushed into Todd's balls. He could smell the intoxicating aroma of
testosterone.

Todd didn't waste any time getting Jeff's cock deep in his throat either.

As both young men began to get really engrossed in their business Jeff
heard a voice say, "I guess Jeff just got introduced to Todd" It was Brad.
He and Shawn were standing in the bedroom door, completely naked, and their
cocks were ready for action.

"They are so busy they probably won't notice if we join them," said Shawn
as the two moved to the edge of the bed.

Brad climbed on the bed and positioned himself behind Jeff. Jeff felt
Brad's hot prick brush against his short ass hairs and he shuddered just
like he had when he was on the table. Brad's tool slid easily into Jeff's
hole (it was still slick with cum from lunch) and Jeff couldn't help notice
how his ass seemed to snap back on Brad's shaft after the head
penetrated. Jeff was a little pleased at how comfortable it felt, like an
old shoe.

Shawn came around the end of the bed, raised Todd's legs straight up into
the air then shoved his beautiful prick toward Jeff's face right next to
Todd's cock. The black/white contrast was erotic. Jeff correctly guessed
what Shawn needed. He released Todd's cock and easily swallowed Shawn's
beautiful prick, coating it with a mixture of his saliva and Todd's precum,
one of the slickest lubricants known to men.

Shawn withdrew from Jeff's mouth and, with a deliberate motion, inserted
his large prick up Todd's ass. It went in so easily Jeff just knew it had
to have been there before.

Jeff began making love to Todd's tool, slowly pistoning up and down. In the
69 position he had a ring-side seat to watch Shawn's delicious cock slide
unencumbered deep into Todd's white ass and then withdraw until just the
head remained implanted, then begin the long journey back into Todd's depth
again. It was a huge turn-on. And, so was the action Shawn was giving him
from the rear. For the second time today his prostate was getting a real
work-over.

The action continued as a leisurely pace. On one was in any hurry. Down-up,
down-up, Jeff swallowed every inch of Todd's tool then slowly pulled up,
creating a powerful sucking action. In-out, in-out slid Shawn's cock up
Todd's ass giving his prostrate something to live fore. Up-down, up-down
went Todd's throat on Jeff's cock as he watched Brad's balls slap against
Jeff's balls when his long, slender shaft sank into Jeff's body to the hilt
with power.

Neither of the four bodies was in any great hurry to climax. Each was
enjoying the action too and wanted it to last forever.

After some time nature finally took its course. Cum shoot everywhere and
not a drop was spilled. When everyone was finished, Jeff watched as Shawn's
cock slowly eased out of Todd's ass and cum began leaking out almost
immediately. Jeff let Todd's cock slide slowly from his throat and held it
in his lips as he gently laid it across Todd's thigh. He felt Brad extract
that monster cock from his ass which felt empty when the cock was gone.
Last, Todd released Jeff's cock. Then, just after letting go, he pursed his
lips and planted a kiss on the tip of Jeff's cock.

Suddenly Jeff raised his head, looked around at his three young lovers. "It
was you!! You're the ones with the table!!"

"Yes," Brad said. "We had to find out if you would be receptive. Brother,
were you ever. Now will you consider rooming with us?"

It wasn't long before the pizza arrived. Jeff couldn't help notice how
good looking the delivery boy was and how friendly he was with everyone.

As Brad was paying for the pizza, Todd pulled Jeff close and whispered in
his ear, "He may be our next conquest.

Pizza wasn't the only thing that got eaten that night.