Boys Sleepover With a Fleshlight — Finale

Everyone is 18.

Part 7

The next morning, the sun shined through the windows of Cody’s room, lighting up the tangled mess of sweaty bodies sprawled across the floor. It smelled like pure dick in the air. I recall being slightly worried that Cody’s Mom would figure out what we had been up to all this time. But, honestly, if she hadn't said anything by now, then it was going to be fine. We had gotten more and more reckless and exhibitionist in our sloppy, balls-draining sessions together. People at school even knew, as rumors had gotten back to me. I didn’t even deny them, just let them be. I stirred awake, feeling the familiar ache in my lower back, a reminder of the night before. Cody was already up, leaning against the wall with that smirk of his, he put his phone down and fixed his eyes on me like a predator sizing up his prey.

“Morning, princess,” he whispered. His hand casually cupped the bulge in his sweatpants, and I felt a flush creep up my neck. The thick air of boy sweat and cum filled my nostrils, and even though I felt disgusting, it made my stomach twist with anticipation. My horniness recharged every night while I slept, and theirs would be waking up soon as well. These boys were animals, and they had gotten used to being gross together. Cum, sweat, spit and even piss wouldn’t delay a quickie on one of my holes.

“Ready?” Cody asked, stepping closer to me over one of the sleeping figures on the floor, his fingers brushing against my cheek before sliding down to grip my chin. I said nothing. At this point, I didn't need to talk in order to move things forward.

Freddy, Johnny and Tyler, who had come sometime in the night, were still asleep, their torsos rising and falling nearly in unison. I saw most of their pale, white, perky butts blazenly exposed to the cool Spring air flooding in through the windows. Cody motioned for me to follow him into the bathroom, and I obeyed without hesitation. Once inside, he locked the door behind us and pushed me into the shower. I got down on me knees, expecting to take care of his morning wood which was leading the way. He held his dick by the base and pointed it at me. I opened my mouth, waiting for him to make the next move, when he released a stream of piss directly onto my face. I flinched, shocked. 

“Don’t move,” he said, and I let it happen. He drenched my face and chest, and I realized I had to pee as well, so I let loose, the pain of peeing with a boner losing out to the thrill of being told what to do. 

“Aim it at yourself,” he said, and I obeyed again, pointing my erection up to my chest to mix with his stream. We both had a lot to release, and it felt like a full minute of being his urinal before he was done. He started jerking off while looking down at me. I just looked at him, wanting to taste it, sitting in filth, when Freddy's pale frame came into the bathroom. His large, pink cock was always a sight to see, and I gripped my boner when I saw the hard rod bouncing around at a forty-five degree angle as he joined us in the bathroom. He took a look at Cody’s ass while he was beating off, and said, “Nice,” as he aimed his own morning wood at the toilet. 

“Use him,” Cody said, before Freddie let his stream start.

“Oh my god,” he replied excitedly, “Yes.”

He walked up next to Cody and stood there, without holding his cock, just aiming it with his hips facing me, and let loose. I was getting another stream from a friend, and started to wonder how I got this deep into this stuff. I wished I had started sooner. When he was done, he started jerking off too, but Cody mixed it up.

He told me to stand, and I obeyed, my dick pointing forward. He motioned for me to turn around, and I again did as he commanded. I put my hands up against the tiled wall, and he approached me, his body pressing into mine. His hands roamed over my chest, pinching my nipples hard enough to make me gasp. He was getting as dirty as I was.

“You’re such a fucking slut,” he muttered, his lips brushing against my ear. “Can’t get enough cock, can you?”

I shook my head, my hands groping for some kind of support, but finding none. He pulled my hips back roughly, forcing me to bend over, and I caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror. His eyes were glaring and serious, lustful, and his cock was a deep red, steely and hard. His fingers probed my hole, still loose from the night before, and I bit my lip to stifle a moan.

“So fucking wet for me already,” he growled, spitting into his hand and coating his cock with the mixture of saliva and precum. My ass was prepared. And it was always sore when I woke up lately, but that wasn’t going to stop me from taking a dick this morning. He slapped my ass hard, the sound echoing in the small bathroom, and I flinched but didn’t pull away.

Freddie stepped forward. “You love it, don’t you?” 

Cody aligned his cock with my entrance. I nodded frantically, my body trembling with anticipation. He pushed in slowly, letting me feel every inch as he stretched me open. The pain was sharp and it burned, but it quickly gave way to a deep, satisfying fullness.

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“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groaned, his hands gripping my hips as he started to thrust. The pace was brutal, his cock slamming into me with a force that made the shower door rattle behind us. My hands pressed tightly against the wall, my knuckles white as I tried to keep my balance.

“Cody, please,” I whimpered, not even sure what I was begging for. He chuckled darkly, one hand sliding up my back to grip my hair, forcing my head back.

“Begging already? You’re such a fucking whore,” he sneered, his thrusts becoming even more erratic. I could feel the pressure building in my stomach, my cock throbbing in the air. 

Freddie had enough and pulled my head to his cock. It was really too big to service properly with my mouth, but he welcomed me opening up and letting him rub the large head against my tongue. While my hole was getting stretched again, my jaw was being pried open by a monster cock. I was lost in dick drunkenness when I started to feel a warm stream on my back. Freddie started laughing and pulled his dick out of me. Tyler had entered the situation, pointing his oversized cock from his small, twinkish hips at me while he released his morning piss. As soon as Freddie cleared from my mouth, Tyler aimed it at my face, a dark smirk curling his lips as he drenched me like the others had done. I was being thoroughly covered and destroyed by three naked dudes with one still sleeping in the next room.

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Suddenly the door slammed open. Johnny stood in the doorway, his eyes wide with shock as he took in the scene. For a moment, no one moved, the only sound being the heavy breathing, Tyler’s piss hitting my body, and the rhythmic slapping of skin against skin.

Then, to my surprise, Johnny smirked and stepped inside, closing the door behind him. “Mind if I join?” he asked, his voice casual, as if this was just a normal day.

Cody didn’t stop, his pace only increasing as he glanced over his shoulder. “Fucking take him,” he grunted, and Freddy’s smirk widened. He moved closer, his hand reaching out to grip my chin roughly.

“Open up,” he ordered, and I hesitated for only a moment before parting my lips. He pushed his cock into my mouth, the salty taste of precum hitting my tongue immediately. I gagged slightly, but Freddy didn’t seem to care, his hands gripping the back of my head as he started to thrust.

“Fuck, he’s good,” Freddy moaned, his eyes closing as he fucked my throat. Cody laughed darkly, his hips slamming into me with a renewed vigor.

“Told you he’s a slut,” he said, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to leave red marks. The sensation was overwhelming, my body being used from both ends.

“I’m close,” Cody stated assertively, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chased his release. Freddy followed suit, his cock hitting the back of my throat as he came with a low groan. I swallowed quickly, my throat constricting around him as he pulled out, his cum dripping down my chin.

Cody came with a loud groan, his cock pulsing inside me as he emptied himself. The sensation was too much, and I came untouched, my cum splattering against the sink as my body convulsed with pleasure.

They pulled away, leaving me slumped against the sink, my legs trembling and my breathing ragged. Cody slapped my ass again, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Good boy,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction.

Tyler stepped forward, his cock already glistening with precum as he pulled me off Cody’s dick.

“My turn,” he said He spun me around, forcing me to bend over the sink, my ass exposed and ready. I felt his cock press against my entrance, and he didn’t waste time, slamming into me with a force that showed how horny he woke up today.

“Tight like a pussy,” Tyler the virgin groaned, his hands gripping my hips as he pounded into me. Johnny, meanwhile, grabbed my head and forced his cock into my mouth, his thick shaft stretching my lips wide. I gagged, but he didn’t let up, thrusting deeper until I felt him hit the back of my throat. I was starting to realize that being eighteen meant the limits faded away more quickly, and it was easier to push boundaries int he name of a good nut.

The two of them took turns, Tyler pulling out of my ass so Johnny could slide in, while Tyler moved to my mouth. I was starting to like the taste of myself on their dicks at this point. It wasn't dirty, just intense. They switched back and forth, their cocks stretching me open, their voices rough and full of horny, teen lust. The room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, my muffled moans, and their heavy breathing.

“I’m close,” Johnny grunted, pulling out of my ass and stepping back. Tyler did the same, and the two of them stood in front of me, their cocks throbbing with need.

“Open wide, slut,” Tyler ordered, and I obeyed, parting my lips as they both aimed their cocks at my face. They came at the same time, their cum splattering across my cheeks, my lips, and even into my mouth. The taste was salty and thick, and I couldn’t help but lick some of it up, my tongue darting out to clean my lips.

“Good boy,” Johnny said, his hand gripping my hair as he forced me to look up at him. “Now clean up the rest.”

I didn’t hesitate, my tongue moving across my face to gather every last drop of their cum. The humiliation was intense, but so was the thrill, my cock throbbing as I finished licking up their mess.

“You’re such a fucking whore,” Tyler said, his voice filled with admiration as he stepped back, his cock still half-hard. “But we love it.”

Cody and Freddy watched from the corner, their cocks in their hands as they stroked themselves, clearly enjoying the show.

“Your turn,” Tyler said, nodding at them, and they stepped forward, ready to take their place.

My body was sore, my ass throbbing with a dull ache, but there was a strange sense of satisfaction that made my stomach flutter.

When I finally mustered the strength to stand, I cleaned myself up quickly and slipped back into the room. Johnny was back asleep, curled up on the floor with a pillow clutched to his chest. Cody and Freddy were back on the bed, their heads bent together as they whispered, their eyes occasionally flicking in my direction.

I laid back down, pulling the blanket over myself and closing my eyes. The exhaustion hit me like a wave, and I was asleep within minutes. We got up later in the day when Cody's Mom had lunch ready, and went about the day as if I weren't just a whore to them now.

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The next day at school, the tension was palpable. Every glance, every whispered word made me sweat. For some reason, I had become hyper aware of people knowing about my new gay habits. I think I started to exhibit sub energy.

I could feel their eyes on me as I walked down the hall, my body still sore from the weekend's activities.

During lunch, Cody pulled me into an empty classroom, his hands immediately going to my waist.

“Sex time,” he said, his voice possessive and demanding. I nodded, my heart racing as he kissed me roughly, his tongue dominating mine. I completely forgot about the rest of the world as soon as I felt Cody's big, hard cock press against me through his jeans. I was in orgasm mode, and ready to get my holes stuffed.

Freddy joined us a moment later, expectedly having gotten a text from Cody about his plans, and his hand slid down to grip my cock through my jeans.

They pushed me against the desk, pulling my pants down and positioning me so that my ass was on full display. Cody entered me roughly, his cock stretching me open as Freddy grabbed the fleshlight out of Cody's backpack and positioned it in front of me.

I pulled my face away for a moment, suddenly panicked. "Is that the thing?? We're gonna get caught!"

“Fuck it,” Freddy ordered, and I silently obeyed, thrusting into the toy as Cody pounded into me from behind. The sensation was overwhelming, my body being used in ways I had only recently gotten used to, and now in school, where we could get caught any second.

The door creaked open, and we all froze, our heads snapping towards the sound. Mr. Jones, the English teacher, stood in the doorway, his eyes wide with shock. For a moment, no one moved, the only sound being the heavy breathing.

Then, to my surprise, he smirked and stepped inside, closing the door behind him. “Mind if I join?” he asked, his voice casual.

Cody started fucking me again, while look at Mr. Jones, as if testing if he was serious. His pace only increased as he glanced over his shoulder. “Fucking take him,” he grunted, and Mr. Jones’ smirk widened. He moved closer, his hand reaching out to grab me head and turn it towards him.

I hesitated for only a moment before parting my lips. He pushed his cock into my mouth, the salty taste of precum hitting my tongue immediately. It tasted different to have an older guy's cock in me. He was around 23 or 24, only started teaching this year. I gagged slightly, but he didn’t seem to care, his hands gripping the back of my head as he started to thrust.

“Fuckkkk” he moaned, his eyes closing as he fucked my throat. Cody laughed darkly, his hips slamming into me with a renewed vigor.

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“Told you he’s a slut,” he said, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to leave bruises. The sensation was overwhelming, my body being used from both ends, and I could feel the pressure building in my stomach.

“I’m close,” Cody growled, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chased his release. Mr. Jones followed suit, his cock hitting the back of my throat as he came with a low groan. I swallowed quickly, my throat constricting around his as he pulled out, his cum dripping down my chin.

Cody came with a loud groan, his cock pulsing inside me as he emptied himself. The sensation was too much, and I came untouched, my cum splattering against the desk as my body convulsed with pleasure.

They pulled away, leaving me slumped against the desk, my legs trembling and my breathing ragged. Cody slapped my ass again, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Good boy,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. Mr. Jones snorted, zipping up his pants. "See you next period."

“Let’s get back before someone notices,” he said, and Cody nodded, pulling his pants back up and leaving the classroom without a second glance.

I stayed there for a moment, catching my breath and trying to process what had just happened. My body was sore, my ass throbbing with a dull ache, but there was a strange sense of satisfaction that made my stomach flutter.

When I finally mustered the strength to stand, I cleaned myself up quickly and slipped back into the hallway. The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch, and I hurried to my next class, my mind racing with thoughts of what had just transpired.

As I sat down at my desk, I couldn’t help but glance at Mr. Jones, who was now standing at the front of the room, his eyes meeting mine for a brief moment before he looked away. The tension between us was palpable. Since we were all recently eighteen, I knew that this wasn’t the end.

Cody caught my eye from across the room, his smirk telling me everything I needed to know. This was just the beginning, and I was ready for whatever came next.

“Alright, class,” Mr. Jones said, his voice steady as he began the lesson. “Let’s get started.”

I leaned back in my chair, my body still tingling from the morning’s activities, and tried to focus on the lesson. But all I could think about was what would happen next, and how far we were willing to go.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the day, and I quickly gathered my things, my heart racing with anticipation. Cody and Freddy were already waiting by the door, their eyes gleaming with mischief.

“Let’s get out of here,” Cody said, his voice low and suggestive. I nodded, following them out of the classroom and into the hallway, where Johnny was waiting, a curious expression on his face.

“What’s going on?” he asked, his eyes darting between us.

Cody smirked, slinging an arm around my shoulders. “Just some fun,” he said, his tone casual but with an underlying edge that always made me nervous, even after everything that had happened.

As we walked down the hallway, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. This was just the beginning, and I knew that whatever came next would be even more intense.

The four of us made our way to the parking lot, where Cody’s car was waiting. As we climbed in, I couldn’t help but glance at the school one last time, wondering if anyone had seen us today, or what my life was going to be like as I got increasingly risky with this shit with Cody. I couldn't stop myself once I started. My old, normal life was slipping away.

But as Cody started the car and pulled out of the parking lot, all thoughts of school faded away, replaced by the promise of what was to come.

“So,” Cody said, glancing at me in the rearview mirror. “Where to next?”

I hesitated for only a moment before answering, my voice steady despite the thrill of excitement coursing through me.

“Your place,” I said, my eyes meeting his in the mirror. “Let’s keep going.”

Cody grinned, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. “You got it, princess,” he said.

“This is never going to end, is it?” I asked.

“What do you think, princess?”