Owen lay on his bed staring at the ceiling. It had been a pretty good first day. He met a few of his lecturers and new classmates. He collected the learning materials needed for the semester. And Victor finally got round to giving him that one on one tour, which was only slightly awkward and ended in a sixty nine session back in Victor’s room. Owen just assumed it meant that he worked out a lot. Despite the fact he could still taste Victor’s load in his mouth, Owen was still extremely horny. He hadn’t heard back from the mysterious group he had met at the bus station. He decided to take the plunge and download Local Lads.
Local Lads is a location based hook-up app for men. He had used it briefly in his hometown of Kirkhill and it had led to some wild adventures. And that was in a remote countryside town. Imagine the possibilities in a place as big as Wood City? He already had a wild first 24 hours. He quickly tousled his hair and took a fresh profile pic. He then modelled for the mirror in his room taking the obligatory dick and ass pics for his gallery. “Versatile guy new to town. Enjoys pretty much everything but especially group” he typed into his bio. Within a few minutes he had a few messages. After talking to a few guys he noticed that two guys were messaging him separately…from the same room? The two roommates lived down the street in another one of the student accommodations. For a cheaper price they shared a room and now both of them were messaging Owen.
Arham was a delicately beautiful South Asian man with a perfectly sculpted jawline, pillowy lips and large brown eyes. His body was extremely athletic and covered in thick, dark body hair. He explained that he played football a lot. And that he had large biceps from working at his parents grocery shop, lifting stock constantly. He had a short but very girthy cock and a toned, hairy ass.
His roommate Lee was a slim, skinhead scally lad. He had sharp, distinctive features, a cheeky grin and a glint in his sky blue eyes. His body was smooth, slim but muscular, with a large tribal tattoo on his right shoulder and upper arm. He had the hung cock of a pornstar and a cute little bubble butt.
Both boys were adamant about being discreet, and it took some istanbul travesti coaxing to get face pictures from each of them, especially Lee. He knew from back home that closet cases were great hook ups. They were so eager to make up for all their pent up sexuality, fuelled by letting go of their fear. Why only have one when he could have to. Owen decided he would confirm a hook up with each guy in his room…at the same time. First he told Arham to arrive in 10 minutes. Then once Arham had left the room he would confirm for Lee to arrive shortly after. Then the three of them could decide whether or not they all wanted to play together.
Arham eventually knocked on Owen’s door. After an awkward few seconds of smiling and eye contact, Arham pulled Owen in for a kiss. It was slow and tender and passionate. Arham’s tongue began massaging Owen’s neck. Owen slid his hand up Arham’s t-shirt, his fingers moving through Arham’s thick chest hair, until he found his right nipple and began massaging it, feeling it get erect. Just as things were getting started, there was another knock on the door. Owen reassured Arham that everything was okay and asked him to sit on the bed. He then opened the door for Lee who strolled in with a cocky swag. Then abruptly halted when he saw Arham. The two of their faces were hit with a wave of shock.
“Do you guys know each other?” Owen asked innocently, trying to hide his smirk and stroking his rock hard cock through his boxer briefs. “Both your profiles said you were into group so I thought it would be okay?”
“We share a room. Down the street.” said Arham, looking at the floor, rubbing his face like trying to wake up from a dream.
“Didn’t know you were…” Lee piped up.
“I didn’t know you were…” Arham responded.
A profound silence filled the room. Maybe this hadn’t been a good idea.
“Kinda fucked up of ya bruv.” Lee said to Owen in his thick scally drawl. “Messing with two guys like that. Could’ve gotten messy.” He kicked the door behind him shut and began moving towards Owen with a face like thunder, his sharp, blue eyes looking deep into Owen’s.
“Yeah man! What the fuck? You obviously knew where we lived! You think you’re clever?” Arham stood up off the bed. He istanbul travestileri too began stalking towards Owen, removing his t-shirt as he did, baring his dark, broad and hairy chest. “Hey Lee, think we need to teach this perv a lesson?”
“Yeah man, this homo slut thinks he can trick us. Nah man.” Lee pulled down his tracksuit bottoms to reveal his long, easily 8 inch cock. “Get on your knees fag.”
But Owen was too stunned to know what to do. “You heard him homo!” said Arham as he pushed Owen against the wall. Lee grabbed Owen’s hair and pulled him down to his cock. Arham, grabbing Lee’s dick, guided it into Owen’s mouth. Lee began thrusting his hips so that Owen was choking and gagging on the hung cock. Arham pulled Lee’s sweatshirt off him to reveal his lean, smooth and pale body and began rubbing his nipples. “Get the fuck off me man! Fuck the fag!” Lee said aggressively. Arham turned back towards Owen and pulled his jeans down so that his thick cock was in Owen’s face too. Lee released Owen’s throat from his cock to let Arham have a go of face fucking him. “Yeah man fuck that whore’s mouth!” Lee began slapping his weapon against Owen’s face while Arham’s girthy member bounced between his cheeks. Lee began spitting on him and Arham followed suit. “Get him on the bed! See if he can handle it!”
The two men picked Owen up, Arham ripped his t-shirt open while Lee grabbed him by the throat and slapped him. “Is this what you wanted? When you were playing your little games?” Arham grabbed Owen by the waist and physically threw him onto the bed. Owen landed on his back and looked on as the two angry guys finished stripping off and stalked towards the bed to finish demolishing their prey. Owen didn’t want to annoy Lee more by answering his question, but yeah, this is kinda better than what he wanted. Arham ripped Owen’s boxer briefs in two, like he had down with the t-shirt and flipped Owen over onto his stomach. Arham’s muscles definitely weren’t for show. He saw Arham’s beefy arm reach over him for the lube he had on his bedside table. And before he knew it…Arham’s thick cock was stretching out his hole. His dick might not have been big but it was by far the thickest Owen had taken since arriving in Wood City. travesti istanbul Lee positioned himself in front of Owen with his horse hung cock still rock hard. Grabbing Owen’s hair he shoved his dick down Owen’s throat and began spitting on his face again, slapping him roughly when he felt that Owen wasn’t sucking him well enough. Arham’s cock kept sliding in and out of his asshole, while Arham kept roughly spanking his cheeks with stinging blows. The two men aggressively shouted jeers about Owen being a “whore, homo, bitch, fag, hole, slut” and he could hear the boys high fiving over his head and cheering each other on. Owen was happy the boys had overcome the awkwardness of before and he was loving being pushed to his limits again, like he had been at the bus station.
The boys decided to swap places. Arham’s sweet and salty pre-cum helped to lube up Owen’s throat and he breathed in the sweaty aroma of his thick, bushy pubic hair. Lee’s long pole easily slid deep into Owen’s ass. When Lee began aggressively pounding, Owen felt like his guts were being played with. The two boys enjoyed laughing at Owen who took every inch with determination. Lee roughly grabbed the hair on the back of Owen’s head and shoved his face forward to make him gag on Arham’s cock. “Nasty fag pig! Look at him mate! He loves it! Loves being a dirty slut for some real men!”
Arham was too busy shooting a load of thick and creamy cum down Owen’s throat to answer. Arham then lay back on the bed with hands behind his bed looking relaxed and rather pleased with himself. Lee then pulled out of Owen’s ass and stood over him, wanking his cock, obviously with the goal of “degrading” Owen further by spraying his load over his face. Lee was looking more and more frustrated as, despite his wanking, he couldn’t come. Arham sat up, climbed over Owen and looked at Lee’s glorious monster cock.
“Let me help you” he said as he wrapped his plumped pillow lips around the mighty shaft.
“What the fuck?” Said Lee as if he was putting up a fight, before quickly giving into the depths of Arham’s throat. Owen rolled his eyes as he sat up and lay against the wall to recover from the brutal spit roast. Then he found himself staring at Lee’s perfect little bubble butt. The guy clearly had issues about enjoying fucking men. Owen had already helped him come this far. His eyes darted between Lee’s ass, his own hard cock and the bottle of lube on the bed. Why not help the closeted fag along a little further?