I was anxiously waiting for my phone to vibrate. My dick was tenting inside my thin, three-inch workout shorts, six hard inches pointing to the sky as I was lying on my bed. I was shirtless as I usually am at home. I was so fucking horny. I glanced over to the mirror and decided to check my own body out one more time. I stood up and looked at myself -- my pecs are looking good, I thought. My new chest workouts were paying off, although I still had a long way to go. My tummy was flat and I could see the outline of my abs; my thighs looked just thick enough and toned, like a soccer player, and my dick was gloriously showing off its girth under the veil of my shorts. Clean-shaven face, tidy hair, 5'7".... I look very boyish, I thought. No wonder I always get ID'd at bars: my face might make me look 12, but my toned body was clearly that of a 20-year-old college jock.
My phone finally vibrated. My hip turned faster than my head as I rushed to get it. It was a Grindr text from the guy I've been messaging all day, who by now has seen depraved videos of me fucking myself with my dildo, naked and ass up on my bed and my moans loud with pride. He had finally texted me his address. Fuck yes. I texted back, "on my way," and as I put my phone down I noticed a wet spot in my tented shorts.
I had not had dick in a while and I was badly craving it. It was a primal need to worship a hot man, to service a beautiful dick, to milk it dry and quench my thirst. And the guy I was texting, who went by, "jockXL," seemed to be my guy. He had sent me a mirror pic of himself, his face partially hidden behind his phone but showing a tight jawline, blue eyes, dirty blond hair, sexy pecs and washboard abs, and a faint treasure trail that disappeared behind a modest towel. I wanted him. I wanted him badly. And I wanted to undo his towel and see his dick.
I slapped on a gym shirt and headed out. My Porsche roared as I sped down the highway to the address. The house at the address was large and with five or six sports cars parked outside; it was dimly lit but I could hear clubby trance music playing. My heart started to pound, my dick started to throb to the beat of the music. Was I at the right house? Was it a fraternity house? I got out of my car and walked toward the front door.
The music got louder and I started to smell delicious vape. My palms were damp. I knocked on the door and waited but no response. I knocked again... nothing. I tried twisting the knob and... the door was unlocked. I walked into a dimly lit foyer and now I could smell beer and see some light coming from the next room. "Hello?" I shyly asked into the room. "In here, bro" came back. I walked into the room to see three boys sitting in a row on a couch fully naked. Legs spread. The middle boy was bent over and giving head to the boy to his left, whom I noticed is the blond guy from Grindr. Fuck. He looked even hotter in person. His hair was a bit shaggy but he clearly looked preppy. This was a frat house. And I was about to service a hot frat boy. He noticed me and casually barked, "Bro, it's you! Come here, get down."
I walked over, not being able to take my eyes off of his handsome face. His perfect jawline. His smooth skin. The thought of following his order turned me on so much. I dropped to my knees and rested my hands on his hairless legs. My eyes slowly dropped down from his eyes to his lips, his chest, his belly button, and then his dick. Finally, I saw his dick. What a beautiful dick! It was semi-hard, hanging, thick and girthy at the bottom and a massive, long shaft that led to a round, pink head. Hairless, low balls hung below the massive shaft. Closely trimmed pubes above.
"Suck it," he ordered. I obeyed. My hand slid over to lift his dick and point the head toward my lips. For a split-second, my instinct was to tease and play with it, but I couldn't resist wrapping my lips around it. Christ, it tasted good. Meaty. My tongue massaged the underside of his shaft. Within a few seconds, it started to enlarge and harden in my mouth and I pushed my head down until I felt it hit the back of my throat. He moaned. I almost started to gag but fought the urge. I slid back up his big shaft and went down again, twisting my hands around his base. With a few strokes, his dick and my hand started getting very wet with my spit, and I felt it drip down over his balls. "You like it, don't you?" He asked teasingly, almost mockingly. An agreeable moan escaped me as I was busy working his enormous Johnny.
"Now do my buddy," he demanded. I obeyed without hesitation. The idea of blowing his friends shot my hormones through the fucking roof. My shorts we now even tighter around my rock-hard dick. I leaned over and gobbled up his friend, like a starved whore. His friend's dick was girthier, thicker at the head, and tasted a little salty. Had to open my jaw wider. As I bobbed up and down, I looked up to see his face -- a handsome brunet with a stubble, in a backwards ball cap, a strong chest, and a lustful sparkle in his eyes.
"Fuck yeah," the blond boy approved of my blowing skills. I knew what I needed to do. I moved over further to the third jock and swallowed his dick. This one was already hard as fuck but was slimmer and longer than the other two. As I tasted and pleasured the whole shaft, I jerked it with my hand and tongue-tickled and suckled his balls. I lifted his heavy sack and licked his taint almost down to his smooth asshole, which got me a deep, masculine moan. I was greedy. I needed a dick and I was getting three of them.
I hopped my mouth over back to the brunet jock and jerked the others with my two hands. God, these dicks hit the spot. Up and down, up and down. I glanced over to see the third jock's face -- cute, boyish ginger with a lean body to match his long, graceful cock. "Why do they get all the fun?" Blond boy teased in a sexy tone. I immediately went back to him and made eye contact. His eyes were beautiful and full of hot desire. This time, I buried my face in his groin. I took his huge member all the way down my throat until my nose and chin touched his body. I gagged. "Fuuuuck yeah!" He moaned. It turned me on to know I was sucking his dick well.
I kept on with the indulgence of working his shaft, my left hand jerking his Brunet buddy and my right hand cupping his balls. My eyes were closed in focus. I then felt a hand reach down my back and into my shorts, a finger sliding down my crack. My little hole twitched. The finger touched my pink hole and my back arched in reflex. That's when blond boy started pulling up my shirt and I lifted my arms as he took it off. The ginger jock was now standing, leaning over, and rubbing my hole with his finger. I moaned uncontrollably.