Sunday Service - Part 2

All characters are consenting adults (18+) 

I couldn’t shake the feeling that the entire thing was a set up. What would a bunch of handsome wrestlers want with a guy like me? What would they want with a guy full stop? They all had very attractive girlfriends, and whether they were any good at sucking dick or not, surely the alternative was to find an even hotter chick, rather than a dude?

My mind raced in the days that followed. On Saturday, I spent the afternoon pacing my dorm room and trying to work out what Dale’s motive was. Were they just going to beat me up or were they planning something worse? Whatever it was, it was best to get it over with so on Sunday afternoon I took the short walk over to Nick’s place and waited nervously outside.

I’d never been punched before, and these guys literally wrestled for fun, so I knew I didn’t stand a chance. I took a deep breath, tried to calm the nervous shakes, and knocked on the door.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck” I whispered to myself as I heard movement on the other side. When the door opened, Jack Palmer eyed me up and down.

Like the others, he was hot. Unlike the others, however, Jack was a little shorter with a shock of red hair. He wore a beater which showed off his impressive arms, and a pair of loose basketball shorts.

“He’s here” he called over his shoulders, and I gulped. “C’mon in”.

I took one last look at the street. The next time I’d see it would likely be on my way to an ambulance. When the door closed behind me, I knew it was show time. I braced my body for the attack, but Jack walked ahead and reluctantly, I followed.

I desperately wanted to take it like a man, but when I reached the living room and found five of them there, I decided that the best way of preserving my life was to ditch my pride and grovel.

“I’m really sorry!” I groaned, as Dale stood up and walked toward me, “I didn’t mean to… I was just… Please don’t beat me up”.

Once again, I braced for impact. One punch from Dale and I was as good as dead, but when I opened my eyes, he remained standing in front of me with a confused expression on his handsome face.

“I already told you” he said, smiling, “if we wanted to beat you up, we woulda’ done it already. You’re here to suck some dick, bro”.

I looked around at the others. Jack and Nick sat on either side of the sofa that Dale had just gotten up from. On the armchair, a young man who I knew as Jay was scrolling through his phone without a care in the world, and behind him, Cody Davis, a very popular football player was cracking open a bottle of beer with his teeth.

“So…” Dale said, “do you wanna’ do it or…?”

Despite the fact that I’d already felt Dale’s cock through his shorts, I hadn’t allowed myself to become too excited about it. The fear of what would really happen to me had been playing over and over in my mind, and now that it was starting to look like it wasn’t actually a set up, my cock began to twitch.

“Wait, you’re serious about this?” I asked, evidently shocked. Dale smiled again. Fuck, he was hot.

“Yeah, we’re serious. We’re gonna watch the game, have some beers, and chill out. Help yourself to whatever you want, but get ready to have that mouth used”.

I watched, still in awe, as Dale grabbed a bottle from the beer cooler and sat back down. I had no idea what I was supposed to do next, until I felt my shorts shoot to my ankles.

“It’s better if you’re naked” Jack said, and I hadn’t even noticed him getting up. “Go on, strip”.

“Leave him” Dale called back, though he didn’t sound too concerned. “If he doesn’t want to, he doesn’t have to”.

I couldn’t believe that the conversation was playing out in front of everybody, and not one of them seemed to bat an eyelid. With my shorts still down, I turned to Jack and he shrugged.

“It’s up to you” he said, and grabbed a beer for himself, “but I think it’s kinda hot”.

He sat down, the game started a moment later, and I remained in place with my shorts around my ankles. How was this actually happening?

“What a fucking start!” Cody cheered, pumping his fist and catching sight of me. “Come here” he said, gulping, and I awkwardly kicked my shorts off and shuffled over to him.

Cody was big. Not just big, but huge. His hands looked like baseball gloves, and when one of them closed around the back of my neck, I almost crumbled under the weight.

“You ever suck a cock before?” He asked, pushing me to my knees in front of him.

“N… No” I mumbled, watching as he fished inside his pants and dragged his long, drooping cock from the waistband.

“No time like the present” he chuckled, and pulled my head closer to his groin.

I inhaled his strong musk. It made my head spin and my cock stiffen, but I hardly had a chance to enjoy it because seconds later, his warm cock rubbed across my lips.

“Go on” he said, “open wide”.

It happened too fast for me to even consider hesitating. I opened my mouth and tongued his soft cock inside, and the taste almost made me cum.

I’d imagined it a thousand times, but the slightly salty flavour was even better than I had expected. I began to suck it further into my throat as his strong hand gently stroked my hair.

“That’s good, man” he said, turning his attention back to the game as he became hard between my lips.

I wasn’t sure how to feel about what was happening. Sucking a cock for the first time was one thing, but doing it in front of four other guys was something else entirely. Yet, nobody cared. In fact, nobody even looked as I began to gag.

“If you breathe through your nose” Cody said, pulling his tool out, “it’s easier once you get the timing right, but don’t sweat it, bro, you’re doing real good”.

If somebody had have told me a week ago that one of the star football players was a nice guy, I would have laughed at them. Like the wrestlers, the footballers were known to be misogynistic assholes, and yet, Cody was treating me better than most of my friends. I sucked even faster.

“I think we’ve found a good one, boys” he grunted, as beads of pre-cum dripped into the back of my throat. “He’s got one hell of a mouth”.

“Let’s get this off you” Jack said, and I felt him pull my t-shirt up. Almost instinctively, I lifted my arms and let Cody’s hard cock slip from my mouth, and suddenly I had been stripped to my underwear.

“You got something you wanna tell us, Jack?” Dale laughed, “you seem to really wanna’ see him naked”. A few of the others laughed, but I didn’t care. I returned to Cody’s wet cock and began to swallow it again.

After almost fifteen minutes of gagging on Cody, he finally let out a moan. I looked up at him as he squeezed his eyes shut, and felt a squirt of hot cum shoot from his cock and pour into my throat.

“Aw fuck” he grunted, thrusting hard, “you’re so fucking good, man, shit!”

The more Cody pumped, the more I gulped, and a moment later, he pulled his dick from my mouth and smiled at me. “Nice work” he grinned, and rubbed my hair, “go over to Jack before he shoots a hole through his pants”.

I looked around, my mouth still filled with the taste of Cody’s sperm, and sure enough, Jack’s pants were tenting. He stared at me with a look of lust in his eyes, so I did what I knew he wanted me to do, and walked toward him.

“Can you take them off?” He asked, and I looked around at the others, who I quickly realised I was blocking from seeing the game.

“Here” Dale said, and leaned forward, yanking my boxer briefs down and shoving me out of the way and toward Jack. I reached for my hard cock to cover it, but what was the point? None of them seemed even remotely bothered by my nudity, and it felt better like that, anyway.

Jack eyed my erection as he shimmied his pants down, and a second later, his six or seven inch cock bounced out, surrounded by a bush of ginger pubic hair. He stroked it as I got to my knees, but moved his hands when I closed my lips around the head.

Unlike Cody, Jack was uncut. I tongued at his foreskin, making him gasp as it slid back over his wet glans, and immediately got to work.

He was smaller than Cody, but just as delicious. He was already leaking pre by the time he reached my throat, and I gulped it down eagerly.

“YES!” Came the roars of celebration from behind me, but Jack remained in place, slowly thrusting upwards and breathing heavily. Seconds later, my mouth flooded with cum, and I struggled to swallow it down, chasing some of it around his shaft with my tongue. He waited until I’d licked him clean before grinning.

“Thanks, man” he said, and wiped some sperm from my chin with his thumb before pushing it into my mouth.

“Yo” Jay called, and I turned to find him sitting between the others, with his cock already in his hand.

Sucking Jay was rather more physical than it had been with the others. He used both hands to shove my head down his cock, and even when I choked and gagged, he held me in place.

“You’re our cum slut now” he snarled, pumping his cock further down my throat.

My eyes streamed as he brutally used my mouth, and a few minutes later, Jay came without a word of warning. He gasped, grunted and moaned, and cum poured down my throat and into my stomach.

“Clean it” he said, slapping his half hard, cum soaked cock against my cheek. I took it back into my mouth and sucked off the remnants of warm seed.

I felt my arm being pulled, and crawled over as Nick and Dale positioned me between them. “Jerk me off” Nick demanded, closing my hand around his large, thick cock. “And suck him while you do it”.

Dale pulled his shorts down and sat there in his tight, white boxer briefs. His semi-erect cock lay across his thigh, and before I could reach for the waistband, my head was dragged against his crotch.

“Do you like that?” Dale asked, rubbing my cheek across his bulge. “Huh? You like that, boy? Give it a kiss”.

I closed my lips around the outline, feeling his rod pulse and harden as I stroked Nick with my free hand. Seconds later, Dale released his beautiful tool, and pushed my head deeper onto it.

His cock stretched my lips apart, and the taste was even better than the others’. I let him slide into my throat, and tongued his slit as he gasped and groaned.

More celebrations. More cheers. More cock.

I continued sucking and jerking until Nick moaned out and leaned closer to me. “Make me cum on your face” he growled, and I hammered his swollen prick until spurts of thick seed squirted down my face, and Dale’s cock pushed it into my mouth.

“Fuck” Dale breathed, “I’m gonna cum”.

And so he did. Seconds later, a volcano of cum erupted into my throat, and I gargled on it as I sucked even harder. Dale shook and trembled as the orgasm burned through him, until finally I had emptied every single one of them.

“Get a beer or something” Dale said, leaving his cock to twitch as he turned his attention back to the game.

I couldn’t help but smile as the group completely ignored the fact that I was naked, sweating and filled with their seed. I stood up, strolled to the table and opened a beer.

“Same again next week?” Jack asked, standing next to me as the game came to an end.

“For real?” I replied, and he nodded.

“Yeah” he said, and looked around at the others before discreetly grabbing my hard cock. “For real”.