After completing my undergraduate studies, I decided to move away from home and settled in the big city. I got my own 1-bedroom apartment in a good district. I absolutely loved having my own place. It was perfect because, whenever I wanted, I could have guys over to fuck me silly. And boy, did I have a lot of guys do that!
I didn't know many people in the city, but I wanted to throw myself a housewarming party. Beyond a few friends from my new job, my main social circle was the steady stream of Grindr hookups I brought over on a nightly basis.
So, I decided to throw a Grindr housewarming party. I started by messaging a few of the guys I had already been with and invited them over on a Friday night. I told each one to feel free to bring a friend if they wanted. I would provide some drinks, music, and lube. Everyone else would bring the cock. I also messaged a few other guys who were nearby and told them about the "Housewarming Orgy".
I knew it was a little dangerous to send so many people my address, but I hoped it wouldn't get out of hand.
On the Friday afternoon, I got off work a little early and rushed home. Beyond the bedroom, my apartment had a kitchen, living room, and separate dining room. A big TV adorned the wall.
Earlier in the week I had stopped by the store and picked up some beer, wine, and other liquor. I set up the drinks along the kitchen bar. I moved any personal and valuable items out of the way and into my closet, not wanting anything to be damaged or stolen in the fun. I threw a blanket over the two couches in my living room to protect them from stains and set about distributing some condoms and bottles of lube throughout the rooms. Lastly, I turned on the TV, connecting it to my iPad and streaming some good group sex gay porn to help the vibe. I found a great club mix and put it on the stereo.
I had invited people to come over around 8pm, but at 7ish my phone dinged. It was a Grindr message from a guy named Chris, a Chinese guy with a great dick who had stayed over at my place twice already. He and I had hit it off and the sex had been incredible.
"Hey Evan, I'm in your neighbourhood a little early, mind if I swing by? I can help you set up and whatever."
"Sure! Come on over!" I replied.
I had decided to wear a skimpy pair of lace boyshort panties for the evening, so I quickly slipped into them and freshened up in the bathroom. I made sure to leave a big bottle of mouthwash in the bathroom for anyone needing to rinse after a good blowjob.
A knock came at the door and I rushed over, took a deep breath, and opened the door.
Chris was standing there, handsome as ever. He was well-built, about the same height as me at 5'7". His black hair was always pushed back into a small ponytail. He had very sharp eyes, and I remember vividly his hot stare as he fucked me the first night. Chris loved having his bottom riding him cowgirl style.
"Hey Chris, so glad you could make it!" I greeted him, leaning in for a hug and peck on the cheek.
"Of course, I wouldn't want to miss your housewarming, hot stuff," Chris replied, returning the gesture.
He had a slightly feminine voice that didn't quite match his dominant personality in the bedroom, but I found it super cute.
I took Chris' jacket and hung it up, leading him into the living room and offering him a glass of wine.
"So how many hot hunks are you expecting?" Chris asked.
"To be honest, I'm not really sure," I laughed, "I think I've got about 5 or 6 confirmed, but it could be more or less. You know Grindr guys, never reliable!"
"That's true," Chris replied, chuckling, "So is this your first orgy?"
"Umm, I guess you could say that" I replied. "I've definitely been with more than one guy at a time before, but this will be my first proper orgy. And definitely the first I've hosted myself!"
Chris, who had a bit more experience than me with guys, nodded understandingly.
"Well, you've done a good job setting things up. It'll really come down to the mix of guys who show up. And whether or not someone starts the action."
"Well, I've got you to help with that, don't I?" I replied mischievously.
"Absolutely!" Chris laughed, leaning over to kiss me on the lips playfully.
"Given that this is your first time, and it is your party, is there anything you want to try?" he asked.
"Well...I do kinda have a fantasy..." I replied, nervously. "I've kinda always wanted to be in the middle of a bukkake. Just taking load after load on my face and in my mouth. I know, super kinky right!"
"You slut!" Chris replied, slapping me playfully. "But I get it. I can totally see you on your knees in front of a bunch of hunks. You'd love it."
"Ya, I think I would."
"Well, listen, you leave that part to me. I'll see what I can make happen," Chris replied, winking.
I felt my little cock stand up in my pants, stretching against the lace panties underneath. The thought of being the center of attention like that aroused me tremendously.
We kept chatting and drinking for the next hour. I was totally into Chris and was so happy he had come. Our laughter was finally broken by another knock at the door. 8:07pm and our next guest had arrived.
I decided to be bold and set the tone for the evening.
"Chris, strip down to your boxers!" I ordered.
Chris took one last sip of wine and then stripped down until he was standing in just a pair of black boxer briefs. Taking a deep breath, I did the same, revealing my pink boyshort panties. They framed my ass perfectly.
"You are such a tease!" Chris said, walking over to give my cheeks a squeeze.
I smiled, gave him another playful kiss, and then walked to the door. Peeking through the eyehole, I saw that it was another former hookup.
I opened the door.
"Hey Kevin!" I greeted him sexily.
"Uh, hey," Kevin responded, shyly.
Kevin was the oldest guy I had hooked up with so far in the city. He was in his thirties -- an office worker near my apartment. He had come over one day after work. Once I ripped his collared shirt and tie off him, he had fucked me doggie style and cum all over my back. Although he was quiet, I had never had anyone shoot that much cum. His dick was like a faucet. My back had been drenched in his seed.
"Come on in and get comfortable!" I ordered, pulling him inside.
Kevin stumbled in. He had brown hair, cropped military style, and wore glasses. Although he wasn't athletic, his body was taken care of. He looked around the room nervously. Clearly this was the first time he had come to something like this.
"First time for you too, eh?" I asked, taking his jacket off him.
"Ya, it is. I'm a little nervous but it seemed like it could be a lot of fun," he replied.
"Kevin, this is Chris! Chris, this is Kevin."
Chris bounded over and hugged Kevin, who didn't know quite how to take the other man's playfulness.
"Nice to meet you," he said, looking around the room.
At that moment, there was another knock on the door.
"Chris, could you grab Kevin a drink? Kevin, why don't you make yourself comfortable, like Chris and I?" I instructed.
I walked over to the door and checked through again. This time, there were two men standing outside. I recognized one, but not the other.
"Hey Mat, nice of you to come!", I said, opening the door to greet the handsome guy on the other side.
Mat slapped my hand, shaking it and pulling me in for an embrace.
"Hey man, good to see you again. Damn you looking fine, gurl!" he said as he embraced me.
"Thanks!" I replied, giggling and turning to face the other newbie. "Who's your friend?"
"This is Brian -- I brought him along for the fun."
I stepped out to hug Brian, who greeted me warmly like his friend.
"So nice of you to host us!" he said, "I've heard about this building but first time here!"