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I'd come to Montreal at the invitation of friends. We had a great time, partied a lot, but now the weekend was over, and I needed to the home. Problem was, I'd spent all my money. I knew my friends were as broke as I was, so I decided to hitchhike, as risky as that could be. So I made my way to the main highway leading back home, and started walking. Car after car passed. Some stopped, asked where I was going, and then apaologized when they couldn't help me out. I'd walked for three hours, when a car pulled up, and asked where I was headed. There were two men in the front seat, and one in the back. All looked to be in their fifties. I recognized the one in the back from the local news at home. He was an anchor, grey hair, pear-shaped, with a chubby but handsome face. The passenger in the front seat rolled down the window, and leaned out a little.

"Where you headed? We can probably give you a ride, or at least get you closer."

"Home." I replied.

"Where's that?" Asked the man in the back seat.

"Same place as you, actually. Seen you on the news."

They all chuckled, and the man in the passenger seat spoke.

"Put your bag in the trunk and hop in."

I heard the trunk pop, and went to the back and put my bag in, then closed it and went to the rear door, and in in beside the news anchor. They drove off, and I was relieved to know I was on my way home. The anchor introduced himself first, even though I knew his name.

"Sam," he said, and extended his hand.

I shook it, and replied "David"

The driver was next to introduce himself. His name was Bill. I couldn't see much of him, but he had balding, greying hair, and seemed heavy set. The passenger was Ken. He had receding hair, a thick moustache, and was, like his friends, also heavier of build. We made small talk as we drove, and just as we hit the main stretch leading from Montreal, to home, we pulled into a rest stop to top the tank off. I told them I'd have chipped in, but was flat broke. I felt somewhat ashamed.

"Don't worry, David,", Ken said. "We'll work something out."

After we'd pulled out, Ken pulled out a joint, and lit it.

"Something for the long road ahead." He said, as he lit it and inhaled.

He passed it to Bill, then Bill passed it back to Sam, and then Sam passed it to me. I held it for a second, debating whether or not I should do this. I had no problem with pot. I smoked a lot, and often. But I was with three strangers, and was apprehensive about having a stoned driver at the wheel.

"Should we do this while driving?" I asked.

" No worries," replied Ken. "Bill is fine to drive. You wouldn't want us to smoke, and not include him, would you? I mean, that's just cruel!, and they all laughed.

"No. I guess it's ok." I said, and took a deep drag, holding the smoke in as I passed the joint back to Ken. The joint made it around three times before it was done, and maybe it was a particularly powerful strain, but I was quite high. I felt content, and very relaxed. We talked as we drove, getting to know each other a little better. Bill, Ken, and Sam, had known each other since High School, and had been close ever since.

"We've even got our own little group. A sort of club, kind of." Said Sam.

"They're having a huge party, in fact. It's just outside the city, and we were thinking of stopping by, before going home." Ken added. "Whaddaya say? Finish your weekend off with a bang? We'll get you home before Monday morning."

"Promise." Added Bill.

I was sn't even thinking when I replied.

"Sure. Sounds fun."

Sam smiled, and we resumed talking. I asked him about what it was like being on tv. I told him I watched every night, which was true, and told him I liked the way he delivered the news.

"Sounds like you have a fan, Sam.", Bil said chuckling.

"Are you a fan?", Sam asked.

"I guess you could cal me one."Ireplied, and Sam smiled. I wasn't sure why, but I was happy I'd made him happy.

"How big a fan, is the question." Ken said, while craning his neck to look back.

"Most fans show me their appreciation." Sam stated. "I get fan mail, gifts. Offers. Do you have a gift for me, David?" He asked.

I suddenly got the impression that something was going on, that I wasn't catching on to. But I was so high, it was hard to think clearly.

"Umm, no. Not on me." I nervously replied.

"Gifts aren't always things, David. They can be actions. Do you want to do something nice for me?" he asked, smiling widely.

"Of course!" I replied. I didn't know where this was leading, if anywhere, but was genuinely in awe of him. He was a celebrity, albeit local, and I was hanging with him! He put his arm around me, and I felt uncomfortable at first, but I didn't want to reject him, and that's was all he did. He pulled me over, so I was sitting right next to him, and we drove like that for a while.

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Ken broke the silence.

"I wish I was as famous as Sam. I mean, all the fans! The attention. The sex.", he said longingly. "The last fan he met gave him a blowjob. And then thanked HIM!"

I pictured Sam, leaning back, as some young girl or woman gave him a blowjob. I imagined him in his office, with her on her knees, sucking him off, making him cum, then thanking him." . I got aroused, and immediately felt weird, sitting so close to Sam, with his arm around me. But that didn't change a thing, and I was stil fantasizing and aroused, when he spoke.

"Would you like to give me a blowjob, David?" he asked, and he put his hand on the back of my neck.

I froze. I'd never been with a man, but I'd fantasized about it. I never acted on it, though. I didn't think I was gay. My head was still swimming in fog, and I didn't know what to do or say, so I said the first thing to come to mind, which surprisingly, wasn't no.

"I've never been with a man. I'm not gay." I stammered. "I wouldn't know what to do."

"That doesn't sound like a no. So what do you say? Want to make me happy? Show me how big a fan you are."

"And after all, we got you high, we're taking you to a party, and then home. A little gratitude would be nice."

All I could think then, was that I didn't want them to pull over and kick me out, and I didn't want to disappoint Sam. I looked Sam in the eyes, and said "Okay.".

Both Ken and Bill, cheered. I was overwhelmingly nervous. I'd just agreed to give another man a blowjob! Was I really going to go through with it? Did that mean I was gay? Before I could think too much, Sam told me to undo his pants, and get his cock out. Before I even realized what I was doing, I had undone his belt, pulled down his fly, and was sliding my hand down the top of his briefs, to get hold of his cock. My heart was pounding as I touched it for the first time. It was hard already, like he knew things would eventually lead to this. He took his hand from the back of my neck, and pushed his pants down to mid-thigh, wriggling in the seat as he did. My hand was still gripping his cock, and I instinctively started to stroke it. I looked at it as I stroked. It was thick, with a large head, and average length. About seven inches if I had to guess. The root, and his balls, were covered in a thick bush of grey pubes. I realized the site of it was turning me on. And stroking it felt natural. He hung his arms over the back of the seat, and slid down a bit. I realized that was my cue. I told myself this was fine, that It was worth it, and nobody would ever know, and I leaned over, and slid his cock into my mouth.

"That's it, " moaned Sam, "suck my cock."

I hadn't been with a man before, that much was true, but I had given a blowjob before. To myself. I had done it often, actually, and had learned to deephtroat. I could even fit my whole cock into my mouth, as well as my balls. I enjoyed it, of course, but was surprised at how much I enjoyed having another mans' cock in my mouth. I slid Sams' cock all the way into my mouth, taking it down to the root. Then I licked his balls while his cock was buried in my throat. He moaned loudly.

"Oh fuck yes! Take it all in! Get that cock deep in your throat!"

My eyes had been closed until then, but I opened them briefly, and saw that Ken was watching. I kept eye contact with him while I sucked. For some reason, It made me horny to know I was being watched.

"You lucky asshole, Sam. Your fan here is a first time cocksucker, and can already deepthroat! Unless he was lying."

"Maybe he's just a natural cocksucker." added Bill.

"Well, which is it, David? Did you lie, or are you s natural?" Sam said, pulling his dick out of my mouth so I could answer.

I didn't have time to think of a lie, so I told the truth.

"I practiced on myself." I blurted. " I give myself blowjobs, and taught myself to deepthroat."

"Damn that's hot!" Ken said. " You'll have to show us that trick. Ever cum in your own mouth?"

"Yes" I replied, my face red with embarrassment.

"Well that settles it,Bill. I can't wait until we get to the cottage. Pull over."

Bill pulled over. Sam pushed my head back down, and I resumed sucking his cock, realizing how much I enjoyed how it felt in my mouth, filing it. Ken got out of the front passenger seat, opened the back door, undid his pants, and climbed in next to me, and Bill, got back on the road. Ken wasted no time. He reached around and undid my pants, and pulled them down around my knees. I should have been scared, or something, but I was even more aroused. I knew what was coming, and was eager for it. I' had Ben curious, after all. And again, I told myself as had no choice, and nobody would ever know. Bill positioned himself so he could fuck me, pressed his head against my hole, and slid his cock all the way in. It hurt for a second, but then it felt good. I hadn't seen it, but it felt huge! Having it deep inside me gave me pleasure, and I couldn't help but moan.

"Seems our Virginia likes cock in both holes." Ken grunted. "Well I'm gonna pop your cherry, David. Like the sound of that?"

I moaned in response, and he began to fuck me. He slid his cock in and out of my right hole, pushing all the way in every time. It felt amazing! I wasn't thinking anymore, just doing. I kissed, licked and sucked Sams' cock, enjoying the taste, and feel of it on my mouth and tongue. And I started pushing back my hips whenever Ken was deep inside me, to get him even further in. I wanted desperately for both these men to enjoy me. I wanted to please them, and win their approval. Soon, I had a rhythm going, and both men were moaning. I was moaning as well, enjoying how good it felt to be full of cock. Ken grabbed my hips more tightly, and fucked harder. I thought I was going to cum, it felt so good.

" Fuck your tight ass feels so good." Ken moaned." And you like it too, don't you slut? You like having men inside you. I bet you want us to cum. Show us you want our cum, slut!"and he thrust his cock all the way in.

I answered by deepthroating Sams' cock, and keeping it there, and by pushing my hips back when Ken thrust.

"I think our little fan is realizing he's a submissive little cum slut." Bill said." Sure sounds like he does, anyway. Moaning as much as he is."

God yes! I loved the way they talked about me, calling me slut, and whore. I loved being used by them, dominated. I was ready to let them do anything they wanted to me. And I really wanted them to cum. As though reading my mind, Ken, who had been moaning much more heavily, pulled his cock out. I felt empty.

"Beg for it bitch! Tell me how bad you want my cum in your tight little ass."

I pushed my hole back against his cock, and pulled Sams cock out of my mouth, continuing to lick and kiss it.

" Please, Ken!" I begged. " put your cock back inside me! Fuck me hard! I want so badly to feel you cum deep inside me!"

"What about my cum, slut? Don't you want to taste it?"

"Oh yes please, Sam!", I moaned. " I want to taste your cum! I want to feel it in my mouth, on my tongue! Please cum in my mouth!"

I resumed sucking, deepthroating Sam. I enjoyed how much pleasure it gave him when he was in my throat. I was proud that I could do it, and loved the feeling. Hearing me beg must have done it for Ken, because he started moaning loudly, and gave one final thrust, as he shot his hot cum deep in my ass. I felt the warmth of it shooting in me, and filling my hole. Seconds later, Sam, started to moan more loudly as well, and grabbed hold of my head.

" get ready slut! I'm going to cum in your whore mouth!", and he groaned.

I felt his cock throb, as he shoved it deep into my throat. Jet after jet of his warm cum shot down the back of my throat. He kept shooting spurt after spurt. He pulled out just enough to shoot the last of his cum into my mouth. It was salty and warm. It didn't taste like mine. It was better. I took a moment to enjoy how it felt and tasted on my tongue, then swallowed it. God I felt good! And I wanted more!

" Thank you! Thank you for your cum!" I exclaimed. I couldn't believe what I said next. " when we get to the party, could I make you cum again? I'll do whatever you want if you'll let me."

They all chuckled at this.

"Oh, I think that can be arranged. But aren't you forgetting something?"

Was I? What was I forgetting. Then it occurred to me: Bill. Realizing this, I suddenly wanted him desperately to ask my to make him cum.

"Bill, can I please make you cum? "

"Yes" he replied, but we're almost at the cottage. I'll cum in you there. And there are other guests who will be happy to let you suck their cocks, or fuck you."

I was still horny as he'll, and the thought of more men using me, thrilled me. We drove on, and without giving it any thought, I started stroking both Ken and Sam. I turned to face them, kneeling on the floor between them. A few more drops of cum had trickled out of Sam, so I licked them up. I noticed the same thing was happening with Ken, so I licked it up as well. I couldn't help but start licking and sucking his cock. I felt slutty, sucking a cock that had been in my ass, and I loved it! They were both still hard, and I alternated between stroking one, and sucking the other. It was't long before we got to the cottage. Sam and Ken pulled their pants up, and got out. When I went to do the same, they stopped me.

"Take all your clothes off and leave them in the car."Bill commanded.

I did as told, and then Bill took me by the hand, and lead me into the cottage.

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therre were other cars there. A dozen or so. And the cottage was less a cottage, and more a summer home. I could hear the sound of voices, and some classic rock was playing. Bill led me into the living room, and I saw just how many people were at the party: almost twenty, and all of them men. He brought me to the middle of the room, and then cleared his throat.

"Hi all. Sorry we're late. But we come bearing gifts! Weed, and a party favour!" then turned and walked among the crowd, greeting the other party goers. I stood there looking around. There were men everywhere. All of them in their fifties or sixties. Many were balding, pudgy, and plainly dressed. A few were outright fat. There was porn playing on the tv, and a few were jerking off. A few others approached me, and started groping me, pinching my nipples, grabbing my ass. One, he was in his early sixties with thin grey hair and a combover, bad posture, and a pot belly, took my hand and placed it on his crotch. Another, this one short, and definitely fat, in his late fifties, pulled his cock out, and started rubbing it against mine. He took hold of my hand, made me grab hold of both our cocks, and stroke. He took hold of my head, and started kissing me deeply as I stroked. Yet another man, one I couldn't see, got behind me, and having pulled his cock out, was rubbing it against my ass. He pressed his head against my hole a few times, and was about to put it in, when Bill came back.

"Hold on Greg. You"ll get your chance. I have dibs.

He had a joint in his hands, and took a huge draw, then passed it to me. I saw then that there were joints being passed all over the room. I took a huge draw, refreshing my earlier high, and enhancing the one I was feeling naturally.

"Our friend here says he can suck his own cock. Who wants to see that?" Bill said.

The men hooted and hollered, cheering and chanting.

"Well, slut, don't keep us waiting! Get to it!" he said, motioning to the crowd to make room.

The entire room was now gathered around me in a circle. I got down on the floor, on my back, rolled backwards, swinging my legs over my head, propping myself up on my shoulders. My cock was already touching my lips, and with a little effort, I managed to push it half way in. As I got more comfortable, and loosened up, I could put more and more in, until I was deepthroating my own cock. I slid it in, and out, then all the way to the root, opening my mouth wider to take my balls in. All eyes were on me, and I loved the attention! Some of the men produced cameras and began taking pictures. I noticed Ken then. He had a camcorder, and was taping me.To my surprise, I was ecstatic. I made a show of sensually sucking my cock, licking and sucking my balls.

"I can't wait to get my cock in that hot mouth." One man said.

"I'm going to cum all over his pretty face." said another.

More and more men were jerking off, some starting to undress. Finally, Bill came and stood by me. He removed his clothes, and I saw him for the first time. He was chubby, with a huge belly, and tons of body hair. His cock was long, over eight inches to be sure, but not thick. His head was smooth, and a lovely shad of purple. He stood at my back, looking down at me and jerking off while I sucked myself off. When he was hard enough, he pointed his cock down, and lowered himself until his head was on my hole. He grabbed his cock, slid it in, then let go and grabbed each of my ass cheeks, spreading them apart. More photos were taken, and Ken had moved in for a closer shot of Bills' cock in my ass. Bill, lowered himself further, sliding his cock all the way in. I moaned.

"If you like that, wait until I get mine in you. You'll be in heaven when I pound your ass!" One man exclaimed.

I looked up at Bill, locking gazes with him. I loved that he was watching me suck my cock as he fucked me. It clearly turned him on, because he was already thrusting fast and moaning loudly.

"Ready for my cum, slut! I've wanted to cum in you since we picked you up!", he said, driving his cock deep inside me.

I moaned in response, and seconds later, I felt his huge load shoot into me. He slid it out, until only the head was in, and continued to cum, shooting his load into, and onto, my hole. It ran down my taint, over my balls, and dripped on my face. I didn't want to waste a drop, so I slid my cock out of my mouth, wiped the cum up with my head, and then licked it clean, savouring every drop. I was about to cum myself, when one of the men who had been jerking off, told me to get on my knees. It was the older man with the potbelly and combover from earlier. I did as commanded, and he walked over to me, all the while continuing to jerk off. Standing in front of me, holding his cock, he pushed it into my mouth.

"suck it bitch! Drain my balls."

I worshipped his cock hungrily, licking and sucking his shaft and head, before taking it all the way into my mouth, burying my face in his potbelly, feeling his balls on my chin. He started to moan heavily, thrusting his cock into my mouth.

"Fuck! Shit! Her it comes slut!" He said, grabbing hold of my hair.

He pulled out, and started jerking again, while keeping his head between my lips.

"Open your mouth! I want to watch my cum shoot into your mouth!" he ordered.

I did as commanded, and the second air opened my mouth, he shot his load. I kept my mouth open as he shot jet after jet of thick, warm cum onto my tongue. I savoured every drop, and when he was finished, Ken came in for a close up before I swallowed it. After that, the pace picked up for me quite a bit. There were a lot of men, and all of them needed to cum!

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First, it was the short fat man. He had gotten completely undressed, and was sitting on one of the couches. He was quite fat, with rolls, and a flabby chest. I could just barely see his cock beneath his belly. He told me to come over, so I crawled over, and kneeling between his legs, I began stroking his cock, while kissing his belly, and thighs. Something about heavier men seemed to really turn me on. His cock was small, even rock hard, but I didn't care. It felt just as good when I started sucking it. He leaned back, and put his hands on my head as I sucked. I became aware of a man, standing behind me, and the distinct sound of pants being removed. He then knelt behind me, and pulled my hips up. I got on my hands and knees, sucking the fat mans' cock with just my mouth, and arched my back to make my ass easier to get into. The man spread my cheeks with his hands, and guided his cock into my ass. I had been moaning the whole time, but this put me over the edge, and I moaned even more loudly. I was dizzy. I loved the smell, taste and feel of all this cock. I loved being filled with cum. As the fat man started to moan more loudly, another man came to sit next to him. He was naked from the waist down, and jerking his massive cock. I reached up, balancing myself on one hand and both knees, and used my free hand to start stroking him. The fat man pushed my head down, burying his cock in my mouth, and shot a huge load down my throat. He then rose, and moved off, and the new man slid over, and slid his cock deep into my mouth, holding it there. I relished the feeling of having two cocks in me again. The new man looked at me.

"Ever been face-fucked, slut?" he asked.

I shook my head no.

"Well, were going to see just how good a cocksucker you are then." and he started thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth.

It was hard at first, because he was so much bigger than I had, up to now, experienced. But I was desperate to give him the experience he desired, so I focused on relaxing my jaw, and breathing through my nose. It was difficult at first, because the cock in my ass felt so good, and was distracting me. But once that man had shot his cum into my hole, and moved on, I was entirely focused. His cck felt amazing in my mouth, stretching my lips and throat. I loved the way it felt sliding in and out of me. Another man came, and sat next to the new man. I wanted to be sure he would be next, so I reached over and started stroking his cock, while my mouth was being fucked. Another man came, and knelt behind me, but not for long. He slid his cock in a bit, while jerking it furiously, before shooting his cum into my ass. The man fucking my face, moaned, and I felt his cock throb as he stuffed it far down my throat, filling me with more delicious cum. After he rose, I moved over to the most recent arrival, and began to suck his cock. Two men came, and sat on either side of him, and I stroked them, while sucking him. Another man got behind me, and fucked my ass.

And so it went, with man after man using me to get off. Some came back, if only to finish in my mouth, or on my face. All the while Ken was recording, having taken a short break to jerk off into my mouth, and others were taking pictures. Things started to wind down, as some men left, and others fell asleep on various couches and chairs. I had just enjoyed my last mouthful of cum, when Sam came to get me. He took me by the hand, and led me to his bedroom. Bill and Ken were on the bed already,naked, stroking their cocks. The camera was mounted on a tripod by the side of the bed.

"Get on your hands and knees on the bed." Sam commanded.

I did so, and both Ken and Bill, knelt in front of me, stroking their cocks, rubbing them on my face and lips. Sam adjusted the lens, then came to join them, kneeling behind me.

"Bet you're glad we picked you up now. I could tell when we saw you, slim and pretty, that you were a cum slut. You probably jerked off a hundred times to fantasies of men using you. And we made them a reality. You should thank us."

"Thank you!" I replied. "Thank you so much for making me realize I'm a cum slut! Thank you for letting me suck your cocks, and thank you for fucking me! And thank you for all your cum!"

I spread my legs, and opened my mouth. Sam drove his cock into my ass, and both Ken and Bill put their cocks in my mouth. God that felt amazing. Bill and Ken kissed, while fucking my face, and I did my best to make it pleasurable for them. Sam fucked my ass with vigour, and it wasn't long before al three had cum in me again. Sam rose to turn the camcorder off, and Ken and Bill left for another room. I lay down, and Sam lay behind me.

"What a good little cocksucking cum slut you are. So good, I'm going to keep you. You'll be the favour at all my parties. Would you like that?"

"Oh yes, Sam!" I exclaimed. " I'll do whatever you want, when you want it!"

"Good. We'll have a lot of fun with you." and I felt his cock stiffen.

I kissed him, then kissed and licked my was down his chest and belly, before giving him one last blowjob that night. I went to sleep with his arms around me, and the taste of his cum fresh in my mouth.