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Only the color and the occasional lawn ornament denoting any of the owner's personal flare. Something that was less apparent at night. I had to drive around the cul de sac twice before I found the house. The amount of cars in the driveway was what clued me in.

Deciding to park on the street instead of blocking someone in I hopped out the car. Walking to the front porch I could hear the sound of voices through the screen door. Unsure if my knock would be heard over the din of voices I cupped my hand around my mouth. " 'Ey Mitchell." I shouted against the door and did it again until a large bull rounded the corner.

"Fuck dude, Why are you shouting. The door was unlocked." Mitchell said as he walked up to push the door open with a expression that told me I was an idiot.

Raising an eyebrow I walked in and locked the door behind me. "Last time I walked in on you without knocking your Ex was licking chocolate off your dick. I like you, but I don't want something like that stained into my retinas again." As Mitchell's face flushed red I decided to test my luck. "And licking and licking. It was like a dog with peanut butter."

As my reward I got a smack to back of my head. It wasn't hard enough to hurt, just to get me to shut up. "Just for that you get to be the beer monkey tonight." He said, trying to assign me the duty of grabbing beers for everyone.

"Fuck that." I told him as he bluntly, I was not going to spend my night being everyone's beer bitch.

Wrapping an arm around me Mitchell bodily pulled me through the house to where the rest of the guys had gathered around the poker table. Mitchell was a bouncer by trade and I was bear that worked behind a desk all day, I couldn't do much but be dragged to the living room. "Guys this is my buddy Ben" Mitchell said and by the head lock he put me in I knew I wouldn't like what happened next . As he pulled at my shirt I began to wiggle in his grasp. It did little to stop him and soon he was smacking my exposed belly while he told his friends "Just watch him around the snacks or they might disappear."

"Asshole." I wheezed as he kept holding me in place.

"Let him go soon or he'll pop." The gorilla at the table laughed and the four other guys joined him.

When he thought I had enough for my comment about chocolate and his ex Mitchell let me up. "Roger, Damion, Fred, and Simba." Mitchell said starting with the bulky gorilla, then moving to a bear dragon hybrid, a panther, and finishing on a lion behind the table.

'Simba' returned a rude gesture but didn't say anything else as he got back to dealing the cards out. "Sit your happy asses down and lets get this game back on a roll. " Simba said laying a card face down for each person, placing his own face up. "Hands are five dollars each, if you can't cover it the house does accept clothes and blow jobs." Simba explained "The game we are playing is Black Jack or twenty one if you prefer. Since you got up from the table you lost your last hand Mitch."

Mitchell didn't seem to like that idea but I couldn't help but snort. "I didn't know we were playing with real money, but fuck it. I am going have you gargling my balls by the end of the night." I told Mitchell and received a slap on the ass that stung to high hell.

"Fat chance fat ass." He said walking past me as I rubbed my ass. Grumbling curses under my breath I walked over to join him at the table. "Deal him in Simba." Mitchell hooked a thumb towards me as he settled in his seat.

"Okay I am going to nip this in the bud. Name's Simon and I'll be playing as the house." Simon told me as he flung a card towards me. The back of the cards were silvery. Having dealt out all the cards Simon tapped in front of me "Hit or stay." he asked tapping the table.

Flipping my card over to show a king of hearts. "Hit!" I said tapping the table, since there was no chance I would go over twenty one. Having learned the game from my older brother I knew blackJack, Faces were worth ten and an ace could either be eleven or one. Putting down another card Simon got me to hit nineteen with a nine of hearts "Stay."

"Aceee!" Mitchell gloated as he flipped his card "Hit." Six of hearts "Fuck." Mitchell cursed as he looked at his chance of going over twenty one or beating my nineteen before letting out a dejected "Stay."

Roger ended up busting after hitting on a fifteen. Same with Damion, but with a seventeen. Fred managed to stop at twenty. "Alright let's see who's money I am taking." Simon said before flipping over a queen of diamonds and hitting for a seven clubs. Hitting one last time Simon got a seven of diamonds. "Busted, looks like beginner's luck. Usually we put money down before hands but I slipped up. How much you playing with Ben?" Simon asked, turning to me. Digging into my wallet I pulled out two twenties and laid them on the table. Exchanging them for nine five dollar chips Simon started dealing the next hand.

With the nature of how gambling goes the number of chips I had went up and down. Mostly down when I was down two my last two chips I asked "How much does a shirt go for?" Which the guys seemed to like as they perked up and looked started to pay attention to something beside the next hand.

Clearing his throat and holding off on dealing out the next card Simon held up one chip "Any piece of clothing is worth one chip usually. Though that's from anyone who is willing to pay for it." SImon explained.

Skipping right over Mitchell I looked over everyone's winnings. The only ones doing well was Roger, Damion and of course Simon as the house. As I was mulling over who to ask Damion spoke up first "I'll buy ever bit of clothing you have on for a chip each." Which took me off guard.

Though up for the challenge I stood up "Fuck it sure." I told him as I stripped down.

"Fuck he actually doing it." Roger whooped "Come on show us the goods."

"I don't want to see this." Mitchell groaned and folded his arms over his wide chest. Having shared a dorm room in college with two other guys I gave up on being modest a long time ago. Nudity was nothing new to me. When my bear ass was bare ass I walked my clothing over to Damion. I heard Mitchell mock gag as I walked past him and shook my ass in his general direction in response.

Dropping my clothes in his lap I stuck a open palm in front of Damion's face. "Two shirts, Pants, Underwear, Two shoes, and two socks. Looks like that's fifty bucks." I told him, counting every individual piece of clothing as its own thing. Raising an eyebrow Damion looked like he would argue before he pulled out his wallet and gave handed Saimon a fifty dollar bill.

By the time I sat down Simon had already put my coins at my side of the table and was starting to deal.

Pushing away from the table a few hands later Fred stretched out. "I am out for a few hands. Anyone want to order pizza before the stores close?" He asked. Being down to five chips again after a string of bad hands I was inclined to agree. With us both pulling out the others decided to take a break as well and get up from the table.

"I am getting a little hungry. Pizza on the house?" Simon asked as he started packing up the cards. Giving them one last rough shuffle Simon put the cards back into their paper sheath and laid it on the table.

Standing up Fred followed Simon from the table."You can pay for it, but last time you ordered we ended up with pineapple and olive pizza" Fred began the argument as the two men walked into the kitchen.

Proclaiming he needed to use the bathroom Mitchell left the table as well. Having nothing much else to do I sat back and thought about what I'll do next to walk out in most of my clothing. "Ben, I got a deal for you." Damion said, drawing my attention over to him. "If you want your clothes back all you have to do is put out for the rest of us." he half shouted over the table. Roger seemed to like this idea as he looked to me.

I looked at him incredulously and shook my head "No way I am going to get fucked by all of you. I'll just win my clothes back." I proclaimed which only seemed to make Damion smile.

"Who says I am going to let you buy them back. I don't even have to play anymore. Hell you didn't even empty your pockets." He sneered at me as my guts clinched. "it's my house, I can kick you all out and go to sleep." Even though I knew him for only two hours I could tell Damion was deadly serious.

Gritting my teeth to keep from saying something rash I took a few deep breaths. "You know that's a dick move to do that." I told him, my voice sounding more annoyed than pissed off.

"So was selling me your socks for five dollars a pop, but I didn't complain about that." he countered and my anger deflated just a little. "So what will it be? Try to walk home naked, hope someone will give you a ride for free, or put out."

Rock, meet hard place. Pinching the bridge of my nose I looked down and tried to think of what to do. "Shit, I'll get you home if you let me get a turn on that ass of yours." Roger intruded on my thoughts. Damion had me over a barrel and while I didn't think he would do anything to my car or wallet my house keys were in my pants. So even if I did get Mitchel to drive me home and endured his teasing I wouldn't be able to even get in my apartment. The reasons why I couldn't leave the house without my clothes piled up as I thought more on what to do.

"Fine, but two conditions." I said raising a finger. Roger seemed to perk up, even after I turned my attention to Damion. "Condoms are a must I don't play any other way. Along with that I get everything back, even everything in my wallet"

Damion's grin never slipped and he just nodded his head "Fuck, Not like you're driving a hard bargain." He said "Though you get them back once were done." Not wanting my clothes turned into cum rags I was okay with that. "Good now up on the table, I get the first round. Roger go run to the bathroom I keep my rubbers and lube in there." Damion told the gorilla once it was clear I didn't plan to back out of the deal.

When Roger left to go do what asked of him Damion began undoing his pants. The black shaft sprang out from his boxers to smack against his stomach. "You ready for this?" he asked, just as Fred and Simon came from the kitchen. Having a cock more like his draconic half Damion's cock tapered to be thicker at the bottom. Where a fat knot sat and ridges ran up either side of his cock.

"He blowing you to get his clothes back?" Fred asked as he moved to take his seat again, as if this was a common occurrence for their poker nights.

Giving a lewd thrust with his hips Damion left his mostly hard cock alone and let it lay against his belly. "Nah, he paying a bit more. For the rest of the night and until I decide otherwise he is going to be our personal cum dump." He said.

It was an effort to stay quite as Damion explained the situation to the two men. Who in turn only seemed to put on a similar smile to the one Damion wore. "Dang, and here I thought I'd end up blue balled again. Sorry man, tough luck." Simon turned to me and told me. The little sympathy he gave me was ruined when he started to strip out of his clothes as well.

"You think we can still fuck him on the table while we play." Fred asked Simon before pulling off his shirt.

Mitchell, with Roger in tow, picked this time to come strolling down the stairs. "Why continue the game I think he'll be more fun." Mitchell said and I spun around in my seat to glare at him. Roger must have said something to Mitchell in the bathroom.

Placing the condoms and lube on the table Roger stepped back to let Damion grab one of the bubble gum pink condoms. "Come on over here Bitch." Damion called. I thought about refusing, though quickly decided against it. Pushing out my seat I sauntered over to him. Shoving out his seat Damion gestured to the table with a nod, his hands occupied with opening the condom wrapper. "Bend over it." He demanded.

"Looks like you'll be the one choking on cock tonight." Mitchell jeered as he pulled off his shirt.

The other men were all pretty much naked, leaving me looking from one horny man to the next. Looming over top of me Damion let his cock rest on top of my ass. "Just so you know I ain't going slow, so if you yell to loud and wake my neighbor's I'll gag you." He told me as his hand reached past my shoulder to grab the bottle of lube sitting next to the box of condoms. There had to be a few dozen of the brightly foil packaging of condoms and it made me wonder what I had gotten myself into as Damion flicked the top of the lubricant open.

Grabbing my ass with one hand to spread it Damion poured a healthy amount of the lube between my cheeks before lubing himself up. I heard the squelching of his hand pumping over the slick latex before I felt the big head of his cock against my hole. Pushing his hips forward Damion's slick cock pressed against my hole before slipping up and hot dogging my ass ."Now don't be shy stay still, you'll start enjoying it soon enough." He told me as his hands grabbed my waist.

The touch of his sharp claws brought a strained hiss from me. Only my experience bottoming before kept me from trying to squirm away as I felt his cock head press against my hold. Using his other hand to keep his cock pressed to my hole he started to force himself inside of me. He kept pressing even as my hole began to painfully stretch.

Grabbing the table with both hands I raised on my toe tips as he sank inside of me. His deep groan of pleasure drowned out my sharp inhalation of air and gasp of pain. As he kept on going the burn of him stretching me became harsher. Just when I thought I couldn't take much more his belly rested on my back and he bottomed out inside of me. His fat knot resting against my hole. "Shit your tight." Damion growled in my ear before nipping at it.

Drawing an involuntary whimper from my lips by grabbing hold of me hard with both hands Damion pulled back. The ridges along his cock pulled at my hole as they left, causing my toes to curl. His cock head all but slipped out of me before he sank back in. Each time he pulled out he pushed back in a little faster until he was crashing into me hard enough to rock me forward and stretch my hole a little more with his knot.

Focusing on a spot on the wall I took as deep breaths as I could manage with him forcing them out of me when our bodies met and he shoved me forward. Keeping my eyes on that spot I slowly started to relax, making the pain less until it was non existent. Though it also let him speed up.

"Don't go so hard, you'll rock the table." Simon told Damion as the other guys decided to start up a new game. I had almost forgot about them until Simon spoke, my attention on not being in pain as Damion made me pay to get my clothes back with interest.

Giving an affirmative grunt to show he heard Simon Damion pulled me back hard enough to make a loud clapping sound as his hips slammed into my ass and forced a cry out of me. "Looks like bitch is starting to enjoy himself." Damion mocked as he pulled me down to crouch over top of him as he sat. My mostly hard cock smacking my stomach as I was forced to sit.

"I am next" I heard someone vaguely say, though could figure out who it was as Damion had me riding him. It was like riding some lewd pogo stick, up and down up and down. All the while my ass smacked against his lap loudly. My own half hard cock wildly bouncing against my thighs and stomach.

Shifting to shorter bounces and starting to pump his hips Damion got closer to orgasm. Though I didn't know until his claws dug into my hips and he began to curse under his breath. His thrusts became sporadic in rhythm and depth before they stopped all together. His knot mercifully outside of me. Holding me down in his lap I felt the condom balloon in my guts as Damion's cock spasmed inside of me. The ridges flared and knot pulsed. Letting out a deep sigh of relief Damion pushed me up off his cock while holding onto his cock and the condom wrapped around it.

"Shit Damn nearly burst the thing." Roger said as I stumbled to a stop on the table. Distributing the game that had been going on. Legs numb and hole gaping from the rough treatment I leaned against the table for support.

Tying off the condom Damion placed it on the table. Getting a good look at it I couldn't help but wonder how it hadn't burst with how much cum he had pumped into it. The latex was stretched thin by the milky fluid.

Barely getting time to recover from Damion Roger stepped up next and grabbed a condom. "I think we can scratch the game. He does have two holes we can fuck." Roger proclaimed as he pushed me down on the table. Deciding he might as well join in on the fun Simon rolled me over onto my back before grabbing his own condom.

Grabbing me behind my knees Roger pinned them down to my stomach while he lined his cock up with my ass. "Shit, you really opened him up Damion." Roger exclaimed before he pressed his cock inside of me, starting at a quick pace.

Grabbing my head as it rested on the edge of the table Simon knitted his fingers in my short hair. "Open up." The lion ordered as his cock smacked against my cheek, the length covered in a neon yellow condom. Taking my cry of pain as Roger pushes down my legs for compliance Simon pushed his cock past my lips. I wretched and pushed back against his hips with my hands as he forced himself down my throat. The taste of latex further making the cock gag worthy as Simon started fucking my face.

My protests were ignored and both men just kept on pumping their hips. Simon's fat sweaty nuts smacked against my face each time he bottomed out in my throat to make me gag loudly.

Just when I thought I might actually choke on his cock SImon pulled his cock out of my mouth and smacked my snout with it. "Deep breath, come on. You got a lot more sucking to do." He told me. After I got a few breaths down Simon decided to start up again and forced his way back into my mouth.

Not having to wait for me to catch my breath Roger was the first of the the pair to finish. Holding himself inside of me until his orgasmed waned Roger pulled himself out quickly. Too quickly. I felt it when the condom broke and his load leaked inside of me and between my cheeks. "Shit, guess they weren't as sturdy as I thought they were." He said and tossed the remains of the condom on the table next to Damion's cum balloon.

Though I didn't have time to worry about the cum leaking inside of me when I felt Mitchell's cock press right to my hole. I knew from experience just how large he was and didn't want any of it. My willingness didn't seem to factor in with what my friend wanted though as he pushed into me. White noise just filled my mind as he pushed inside. He wasn't larger than Damion had but a lot longer.

The few times we had went at it before I never was able to take all of him and he was making up for it. There was no ramp up or slow stretch. No he just shoved in every last inch of his cock until his hips smacked into my ass.

Just when I didn't think my problems couldn't get worse Simon reached orgasm and held himself inside of my throat. Which wouldn't have been a problem if not for the condom. As it filled with his cum it stretched my throat more than he already had. Tears rolled down my face as he started pulling back, keeping a firm hold onto the condom. The thin fabric stretched like bubble gum as tried to stay put in my throat. I feared it might break in my throat or get punctured on my teeth. It left me in a coughing fit, intact though.

"If you can't handle it shouldn't have lost all your clothes." Fred mocked as he stepped up to take Simon's position once it was vacated.Holding his cock behind the balls he smacked it on my lips and cheeks, leaving sticky spots of pre behind. I didn't mind so much as it left me enough time to catch my breath.

"Doesn't look like he minds too much, taking cock like a trained whore." Someone said, though I didn't have the focus to figure out who as Mitchell hammer my hole. Each time he bottomed out inside of me it drew a shuddering whimper and made tighten up. Which in turn made me suck in a breath when his median ring popped right back out.

As I opened my mouth to suck down another breath Fred took this time to shove himself down my throat. I didn't notice he was bare until laid his hands on my shoulders and pinned me in place. Reaching up to push him off Fred caught my hands in the air and pinned them back down to the table top as he leaned forward. With his nuts on my nose, leaving me breathing in his ripe musk, he pulled his hips back and slammed back down. He was below average in size and it meant he could make his thrusts quicker.

To make up for the short breather he had given me Fred pounded my throat at a quick pace that had me squirming. Hitting the back of my throat over and over again he left me little time to breath as I gagged on his cock. To make matters worse I could feel a warm flow of fluid as Mitchel grew close to his end.

With no hands to gesture or breath to say words to warn him Mitchell didn't notice his condom had ripped as he started to cum. Though I am sure he wouldn't have pulled out even if he had noticed. Throwing his head back and letting out a cry of pleasure that sound like a moo Mitchell began drenching my insides with his seed

Problem was that his seed had nowhere to go. His flared head and median ring kept it from slipping past his cock. So my stomach was the only option. My legs kicked and toes curled as my stomach was stretched by Mitchell's load. "Fuck Sorry dude, you're just so tight." He told me as my belly rounded out by orgasm.

"Not for long." Damion said as he leaned against the table. Between Mitchell's and Fred's body I could only see Damion's paw and arm leaning on the table as he talked. "We are going to turn this bitch into a nice cum dump for our poker nights." He said and all the other men nods of agreements, all beside Mitchell. Balls deep in me still he was muttering in his afterglow of filling my belly with his cum.

The bell chime of the doorbell sounded through the house as Mitchell pulled his softening cock from my hole. Slipping out with a wet sucking sound Mitchell's cock left my hole gaped and leaking warm cum. "You guys know the rules the guy with the least money gets the door." Simon said. Letting out a low growl Fred slowed his hips and eventually pulled himself out of my throat. Dragging his hard slick cock across my face and over my nose before standing up.

"That means you." Damion ordered as he jabbed two fingers into my leaking hole "You can keep paying me back once you're done." Unsure I even could get up I spent a few moments breathing deeply.

When the doorbell became insistent I levered myself up. Looking at all the expectant faces and naked bodies as I held myself up with a elbow I narrowed my eyes at the gathered men. "Do you want your clothes back or not?" Damion told me. Cursing under my breath I pushed up to a sitting position before standing up fully.

Walking on stiff legs I rubbed at my throat as I headed for the front door. As I did I formulated a plan to hide behind the door until I noticed it was still open and we had only locked the screen door. The pizza boy, a wolf dressed in the red and black of his pizza place, was surprised as I walked to the door. Though not surprised enough to not do his job and get the pizzas out. He must of saw a lot of weird things because I was a sight to behold. My face was matted in places and as I stumbled towards, leaving a trail of cum behind that dripped down my legs.

As I got to the door the Pizza boy said the words I didn't want to hear. "That'll be thirty five dollars sir." I had to give him credit for being so steady with his words. I don't know how I would have reacted if I was in his position.

Opening my mouth to begin telling him that I'd be right back a big bear paw landing on my shoulder stopped me. "Here you go kid, keep the change." Damion said as his hand squeezed my shoulder tight to keep me firmly where I was. Handing the kid forty bucks Damion went on to ask him "How about a little bit more of a tip? He is a little roughed up, but still a good enough fuck."

I gritted my teeth and thought about turning around to give Damion a piece of my mind when he squeezed my shoulder just a bit tighter, digging his nails in. Stopping with his hand inside of his pants pocket the wolf looked up. He was weighing his options and taking out the pizza from the warming bag when Damion leaned down to speak in my ear. "Put out for boy and I won't try to stuff my cock in with Mitchell next time he pounds your ass." With that he pulled his hand away and I cursed him under my breath.

Accepting the pizzas that were handed to him Damion walked away back to the guys. "Why don't we get to it? You guys were my last delivery." He stated as he stepped inside and closed the door behind him. I really didn't want to let some stranger fuck me. Though I guess since I put out for guys I knew less than a day the ship holding my dignity had already set sail.

Unzipping his pants the wolf pulled his hardening cock out through the flap of his pants. Getting on my knees right in front of him I gave his cock a stroke to get it fully hard as he reached back in and pulled his balls out as well. Leaning forward I took his mostly hard cock in my mouth, deciding if I started I might be able to control the speed.

Wrapping my hand around his knot I gave it a tight squeeze while I used my mouth to suck and lick the rest of his length. Taking special care to suck harder as I pulled back. I knew I was doing well when he cursed under his breath and pumped his hips forward, butting his knot up against my lips. I really didn't want to try fitting his knot past my lips.

Reaching down past his cock the wolf pulled on his balls and rolled them in his hand. Really getting into the blowjob he started to hump his hips forward in time with my head bobbing up and down. This all helped to propel him towards his orgasm. I knew it because of how much his cock started to spasm and leak pre.

Just when I thought I might make it past the finish line with no trouble his hands moved to the side of my head. Pulling me down he thrust himself forward. My idea to only please his knot with my hand be damned. Once he got a rhythm down he pulled one hand off my head to grab my wrist. "Come on bitch, it'll fit." He growled at me as his hand gripped my wrist tighter when I tried to keep hold of his knot. Not wanting to see the situation get any worse than it was I let go.

With his knot free he grabbed my head with both hands again and yanked me down his cock. Seemingly hell bent on getting his knot past my lips the wolf took to making short thrusts that barely pulled out before shoving back in. Leaving his balls to smack into my chin each time and my nose to press against his zipper.

Squeezing my eyes against the rough treatment I fisted my hands against my knees and tried to hold on. His knot had already been large when he tried fitting it in so blessedly it stood little chance to actually fitting in.

Hunching over me he gave one last try of shoving his knot past my lips before giving up and letting out a long "Fuck" as he started to cum. Having quite the load to let out I wasn't able to swallow enough of his load before starting to choke on it. Tears ran down my eyes as I coughed and sputtered around his cock, cum leaking out around his cock. Leaving my chin and mouth messy with even more cum.

"Shit, thought you had ran away." Mitchell said from behind me as the wolf let his curse drop. I just about pulled off the cock and choked my friend. the wolf kept firm hold of me as his orgasm started to trickle out. "Now I don't feel so bad, blowing the pizza guy" He went on, causing my eye to twitch.

Though I didn't curse him out like I wanted to when my head was let go. Instead I fell to my hands and knees to take deep heaving breaths. "Shit, you think I can stay?" The pizza guy asked as he fell back against the door.

I was still trying to get enough air in my lungs so Mitchell answered for me. "Yeah dude, though we aren't playing poker anymore. The guys decided to see who can fuck him the most. Winner gets fifty bucks." Mitchell said as he crouched down behind me "What are you initials by the way?"

That was the final straw. I started to push up to my knees when Mitchell's hand shoved me back down to the ground. "N D, for Nick Drive" Nick replied.

"Alright N.D" Mitchell said before I felt something hard press to my back "You keep score on his right shoulder. I am on the left as M, Damion D on his back, R for Roger on his ass, And S for Simon on his face."

"Don't fucking write on me dude, get off." I told him as I tried to shove back against him and get him off of me.

"Chill dude, it's not permanent. Plus you got to do this anyway to get your clothes back. Just let us have a little fun." He reasoned with me as he wrote his own initials on my shoulder.I growled and reached back to try grabbing hold of something. I only got empty air as he danced out of the way. "Dude, embrace it. I've seen how you get with your hook ups. Just think of this as one big hook up." He told me.

I deflated at that. Mitchell was my friend and I thought he would have treated me better than he was. Letting out a heavy sigh I let him continue to write on me. "You owe me for this." I griped as he finished writing the S on my cheek.

"Yeah dude, whatever. Just get your ass back to the table and if I win I'll split it with you." He said blowing off my words as he pulled me to my feet. Stumbling back to the poker table I slid back on top of it, this time on my stomach. Having worked himself back up to arousal Nick took my mouth again while Mitchell took my ass again.

Coming back from the kitchen mid fuck the guys circled around the table. No one even asked about the new addition of Nick and instead focused on stepping up when someone finished. Competition brought the worst out of all of them because between the six of them there was always someone to fuck me.

The rest of the night and early morning was spent struggling to keep up with the cocks shoved in my face and inside of my ass. For a while they did try wearing condoms but when they kept bursting and breaking the guys gave up on them to just fuck me bare.

By the time it was all over the guys had forgotten about the competition all together. Mostly because it was hard to keep track when most of the markings became smeared by cum. I was covered in sweat and cum while my guts was stuffed with the stuff when the guys finished. Nick was the first to leave followed by the rest of them. Even Damion, whose house it was, decided to turn in when the sun started to shine.

Too exhausted to put the effort into getting up off the table I ended up falling asleep on top of it.

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