Victor ignored his phone as it dinged incessantly. He knew what that meant. The service he signed up for was trying to get in touch with him.Â
He had moved out west to Palm Springs only a couple of months ago. As he sat in the coffee shop contemplating the move â still not entirely sure it was the right idea â he thought back to why he had moved. Victor grew up in a small town, in a somewhat strict catholic and latino family. Coming out wasnât really an option for him, but he had no choice. His neighbor caught a fuck buddy leaving their house when everyone was gone for the day, and outed him to his family. He packed his things and moved to Palm Springs â a little gay destination he had dreamed of visiting.Â
His first month there was rough. He found a sublet and some part time work. Being a 23 year old, college educated bonafide stud shouldâve worked to his advantage in the neighborhood. But that wasnât the case. He struck out on most interviews, not because he wasnât qualified. He was, in fact, the right one for the job. The rumor mill had spread about him â more specifically his looks â that some of the managers and bosses in town didnât feel they could trust themselves to look but not touch. One of his friends he met out there, a fuck buddy to start, recommended that Victor become an escort. He would get paid by the same men that refused to hire him because they knew they couldnât sleep with him. And they would have to pay top dollar.Â
He figured he would give it a shot; ânothing ventured, nothing gained,â as his dad used to say. The first few times were a bit rough until he got into the groove of things. Victor is completely versatile and a type-a personality. In other words, he could pretty much get into any scene that his trick wanted. Victor soon found out that the more mature men had better experience to help him both explore the world of man sex, but also financially. He was daydreaming about those guys as his phone dinged for the hundredth time.Â
Finally looking at his phone, he read the message from the service. âV, we have a request for you, specifically. It appears one of our clients heard through the grape vine how good you are. He and his buddies are having a special 50th birthday party and want you to be the main event â if you catch our drift.â Victorâs eyes widened as he kept reading. âThere will be 6 of them in total. Your overnight fee has been selected and quadrupled as well to accommodate for this event. In other words, youâre going to do very well.âÂ
Victor couldnât believe it. This was a dream come true. He had long pictured himself as a pass-around slut for a group of men. âBe ready at 7 pm. A car will pick you up to take you to the house for the event. Make sure youâre well prepared ;).â Looking at the time, he realized he only had a few hours to get ready. And if these guys were hung, he was going to have to make sure he was cleaned inside and out.
At 6:55, Victor was ready to go. He put on an Andrew Christian jockstrap with a zippered pouch and a built-in cock ring (his favorite). It sat perfectly on his hips and framed his ass well. He put on his tightest tank top that hugged his pecs and showed off his biceps. Tight shorts completed the look. He appeared as a total fuck toy and knew the guys would be clamoring to get at him. He saw the car pull up and was about to leave when he rushed to get his lucky bottle of poppers. If these guys wanted him to bottom, he was going to need a little extra help.Â
Pulling up to the house 15 minutes later, Victor emerged from the car and made his way up the long path to the front door. Before he could ring the bell, it opened. Before him stood this god of a mature man, easily 6â˛4âł â dwarfing Victorâs 6Ⲡframe. âYou must be the lucky boy tonight,â the man said, extending his hand. âI guess so,â replied Victor. âYouâre the birthday boy?â
âOne of them,â the man said showing Victor in the house. âThis is a special gathering tonight. Weâre all turning 50, and we havenât had a night like this in god knows how many years.â As they may their way through the foyer and up the stairs of this town house, Victor finally took in everything around him: it was impeccably decorated, new construction, oh, and the man who answered the door â he still didnât get a name â was in a tight red speedo that left little to the imagination. âThe rest of the guys are just out back enjoying the pool. Now, if you donât mind, putting on this blindfold and sitting here. Iâll be right back with the guys to introduce you.âÂ
This was a turn of events. Victor wasnât into blindfolds or the anonymous scene. Then again, he never had a client willing to pay 4x his overnight fee for an event. So he sat there and waited until he was instructed to take the blindfold off. When he did, he had to forcibly blink several times to make sure he was seeing correctly. Before him stood the man who answered the door and 5 clones, all in a different colored speedo.Â
âWelcome to the birthday party!â the man said. âThese fine gentlemen and I are sextuplets. All of us are gay. All of us love the gym. And all of us happen to be tops â some more than others. You, pretty boy, are our play toy for this evening.âÂ
Victor gulped hard. He wasnât expecting these guys to be identical to each other. And yet, he was so turned on that his cock was dying to escape. He slowly found his confidence as he took the initiative to undress, âwell then, you guys are going to get your moneyâs worth tonight. Whoâs first?â
The red suit, finally introduced as Greg, took the lead. âSince this was my idea, Iâll go first. Followed by Randy, Tim, Nate, Frank, and finally Tony. Tonyâs the most dominant here, so weâre gonna do our best to open you up before he gets his turn. He doesnât go easy.â Victor turned around and showed off his muscled ass. He had put lube inside as a precursor for the night, hoping it would help move things along more smoothly. As Greg took his position behind Victor, lubing up his 8âł thick cock and teasing the hole in front of him, Tony took the opportunity to use Victorâs mouth.Â
The other guys undressed as they watched the action unfold. Tony reached into his speedo and pulled out a little brown bottle. Untwisting the cap, he shoved it under Victorâs nose to get the boy to huff. Victorâs head swirled as the poppers took their effect. Looking up at Tony, Tony nodded to Greg. Greg pushed his way through Victorâs tight hole in one stride. âYouâre my boy tonight, you know that,â Tony stated. âOpen up and take another hit.â He held the poppers out for Victor again.Â
Victor wrapped his mouth around Tonyâs cock, which had been rock solid at 9âł. And thick. High off the poppers, Victor started to submit himself to Greg and Tony. He tried to take Tony deeper into his throat, only to be stopped. He looked up at the man he wanted to call Daddy. âBe a good boy and drink,â was all Tony said before he unleashed a torrent of piss down Victorâs throat. Nearly gagging, Victor did was he was trained to do and swallowed every drop. The other 4 other brothers were clapping and hollering at the action in front of them.Â
Victor hadnât even noticed that Greg was getting close to shooting his load while Tony was taking care of his mouth. Soon the pounding in his ass became more rapid and frantic. He squeezed his hole tight to milk out Gregâs load. With a loud roar, Greg shot 7 copious ropes of cum into Victorâs anal chute. After letting his cock deflate, he stepped aside and let Randy take the hips. Tony stepped aside to let Greg get his cock cleaned.Â
After every drop was licked up by Victor, Greg leaned down and whispered into Victorâs ear, âUs daddies have been saving up our loads for the last two weeks. We have the stamina to go all night. You do your job well, and youâll be leaving here to go pack up your things and move in to our house to be our permanent boy, available for us to fuck whenever we want.âÂ
Victor couldnât believe his luck. He bucked and moaned as Randy fucked him hard. He lost control of what was happening and cum started to leak from his cock in a steady stream.
âGood boy,â said Tony. âNow open up for some more.âÂ












