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Dave rocked his hips back and forth, grinding down on the dick that was thrusting in and out of his ass. His hands clutched the broad pecs of the man whose lap he was straddling. At the same time, his backside was pressed firmly against the torso of a second man, whose mouth was furiously kissing his, a deep and hard make-out session. When their kiss broke, as if the two were coming up for air, Dave finally glanced to his left again to see how Zac was doing. His friend appeared to be perfectly fine, jack-hammering his hard cock in and out of a co-worker who was splayed out on all fours, moaning like a bitch in heat.

His distraction was momentary. The man below him slid his hands down Dave's torso, hands finding their way to Dave's ample ass and gripping it, spreading the globes of flesh as he lifted Dave's body up a few inches, the rod of flesh sliding out of his hole with a slight popping noise. Any look of confusion was wiped from his features as his knees were pushed to the sides, spreading his legs further apart. The stud behind him knelt up onto the edge of the couch, his wet cock head leaving a trail of wetness down Dave's lower spine, mixing with the sweat shining off of his flesh. A hand placed itself between Dave's shoulder blades and pushed him forward, further exposing his rear. The throbbing tool continued south, finding its target...and drove forward, quickly burying itself as Dave let out a great moan of pleasure. Hands continued to paw at his ass, spreading him open and allowing the other man to pound deeper inside. It wasn't how he'd anticipated the evening turning out, but he was definitely enjoying the ride.

****Earlier that evening****

"Come on in guys - beers are in the fridge." Zac held the door open as the group made their way into his suite: Dave, Cam, Felix, and Tyler. A few days had passed and the guys had decided to get together and hang out, rather than drive all the way into the city. Once everyone had a beer and settled in around the living room, they realized that they had the same problem as the last time they'd hung out - coming up with something to do.

"Cam, I thought you were going to bring Cards Against Humanity? What happened?" Felix was a little disappointed - he loved that game, especially the off-the-wall expansion packs.
"Yeah...me too. But the shipping got delayed, so it won't be here for another couple of days. Sorry guys."
Dave took a drink before making his suggestion. "Well, we could always pick up with the game from last time. High, Low, Go."
The guys shrugged noncommittally and Zac retrieved the deck of cards. A few rounds later, Zac realized that the group was losing interest in 'High, Low, Go'...it was time for a shake-up to the evening.
"What did you have in mind?" Tyler leaned back in his chair, legs spread, eyeing Zac. He was still trying to get a read on the other man, seeing if he had a shot at getting into his pants. So far, he still felt like he was getting mixed signals, and not anything strong enough to act upon.
"Um...not sure yet." Zac laughed, realizing that he only had half a plan.
"Strip poker? Ooof!" Cam yelled out as a pillow flew through the air, landing straight on his face. Laughter filled the room as Zac picked up the pillow and tossed it back to Felix.

"How about 'Would You Rather'?" Dave threw the suggestion out. Tyler seemed interested. "How does that work?"
Dave raised an eyebrow, a little surprised that his half-ass recommendation actually connected. "Well, you go around, with everyone taking a turn asking a 'would you rather' question. Like, would you rather kiss Lindsey Lohan or an ashtray?"
Felix and Zac both choked on their beers, in the middle of drinking as the unexpected question caused them to laugh. "Eww...what's the difference?" asked Cam.
"Exactly." Dave winked, leaning back and settling in for what might be an interesting game.

"Alright Dave, since you suggested it, then you go first." Zac waved in Dave's general direction, as if he were on a stage announcing the next act. Dave tapped his finger to his chin as he gazed at the ceiling, trying to think of a good start to the game. Smirking, his eyes lowered again as they settled on Felix.
"Felix...weights or handstands?"
One eyebrow raised above the other as Felix tried to figure out what mischief Dave was up to. "Um...weights sounds simpler, so I'll take that one?" Dave's grin confirmed Felix's suspicions.
"Excellent. Hold..." His eyes scanned the room, looking for something heavy. He pointed across the room when he spied Zac's set of hand weights. "...ah, one of those up in the air, above your head." He paused for dramatic effect before finishing his statement. "Until you aren't able to hold it up any longer."

"Hey! That wasn't part of the game description."
Zac chuckled as he took a swallow of beer, emptying the bottle. "Dave always forget to mention something important when he introduces a game..."

"You two jokers... Well, prepare to sit here for awhile!" Felix made his way over to the weights and selected a medium-sized one. Hoisting it over his head with both hands, he returned to his spot on the couch. Felix closed his eyes, pondering a good challenge. "Ah..." Felix's grin got the group's attention. "Zac. Would you rather be blind or deaf?". Zac's eyebrows knitted together, trying to figure out the catch. "I...hell. I like music too much. I'd rather be blind.". Felix gave a low laugh as he revealed the second half. "Excellent. You'll be blind while you try to catch someone."

The surprised blinking caused the other guys to laugh as Dave left the room, reappearing with Zac's sleeping mask in his hand. Tyler wondered for a moment why Dave would know that much about Zac's sleeping habits, but chalked it up to their close friendship. As Dave slid the blindfold over Zac's face, Tyler and Cam moved the coffee table to the side of the room, clearing the space of obstacles. Helping Zac to his feet, Dave poked him in the ribs and leapt away with a giggle. Zac swatted out, grabbing nothing but air. Repeatedly, the guys reached forward, prodding Zac in the chest and sides, moving away before his arms could swing over to catch them. The poking transitioned to tickling, harassing Zac even more. Finally, after a few minutes of blinded harassment, he made contact with an arm, grabbing hold of it and crowing with victory. Pulling off the blindfold, he found that he'd caught Cam. He also noted that Felix had put down the weight at some point. Laughing, he shot his dare at the man he'd managed to catch. "Cam...yoga or pilates?"
"Umm....yoga?"
"Good. Do a chair pose for the amount of time that Felix held up the weight. That'll give me plenty of time to get another round of beers."
Loud laughter disappeared into the kitchen as Cam's legs bent, his mouth open in shock as he realized how much his legs were going to hurt.

Opening the fridge, Zac sensed that he wasn't alone in the room. Turning, he saw that Tyler had followed him. "Dirty trick with the tickling," he teased.
The other man shrugged. "Hey, if someone is ticklish...exploit that weakness."
"If? Everyone is ticklish." Zac pulled out another six pack and set it down on the counter, closing the refrigerator door.
Tyler smirked, a cocky look in his face. "Not everyone."
Eyes narrowing, Zac sensed a little bit of a dare...and a lot of opportunity to follow up on the flirting from the last group hangout. "Everyone...is ticklish..." he repeated, winking this time.
"Not...everyone...". Tyler returned the taunt while raising his arms out as he leaned back against the counter. Taking the bait, Zac moved closer, the tips of his fingers prodding the other man through the fabric of his tank top. The only reaction was a raised eyebrow and a slight smirk. Fingers moving north, Zac brushed the skin around the edge of Tyler's armpit...again, eliciting no reaction. Leaning back to glance towards the living room, Zac confirmed that the rest of the group was oblivious, focused on Cam's straining attempt to continue holding his pose. Eyes narrowed with determination, Zac shifted forward again, slightly closing the gap between the two men as he raised his hands again and began teasing the area around the edges and backs of Tyler's ears. He finally received a reaction, but not a giggle. Instead, Tyler gave a slight sound between a sigh and a moan, as he lifted his hands and placed them behind his head, allowing Zac free access to his upper body. Zac's fingers travelled across Tyler's upper neck and then back down to the armpit and upper rib area, in vain. As his hands came back down to Tyler's sides, he noticed that the fabric of his shirt was pulled up, slightly revealing the skin along his waist. Diving down, his hands came back up...this time under the other man's shirt. Tyler's pale blue eyes reopened, locking onto Zac's own as his fingers crawled up the flesh of Tyler's torso. Frustrated, Zac upped the ante, bringing his hands together in the center of Tyler's chest, feeling the slight scruff of chest hair there, following it down his stomach, continuing his efforts to prove that the other guy was ticklish. As his fingers bumped into the waistband of Tyler's shorts, the younger man's eyebrow raised slightly higher, almost daring Zac to keep going. Instead, the hands withdrew in surrender.
"Told ya," Tyler winked.
"I still say everyone's ticklish. There's still your feet and stuff," was Zac's retort as he stepped away to pick up the beer. He was stopped when Tyler's hand darted out to graze the area around his left nipple, fingers flicking softly. A soft laugh rolled out of Zac's throat before he was able to stop it, as he twisted his torso away.

"Don't be a hater, Mr. Tickles.". Tyler smirked as he stepped past Zac and returned to the living room. Shaking his head and grinning, Zac picked up the beer and followed. As everyone waited for Cam to finish the chair pose, they worked on their next beer. When the timer went off, he collapsed to the ground to rest his legs. "Your turn to choose," Dave prompted. Cam sat silent for a few moments, weighing his thoughts. He'd noticed that Zac and Tyler had spent some time in the kitchen alone, prompting a streak of jealousy. During the last few minutes of the chair pose dare, he had spent the time thinking of a dare that would push the envelope while possibly embarrassing Tyler, allowing access to Zac for himself.
"Tyler...apples or bananas?"
Tyler squinted, trying to figure out where Cam was going with his dare. Throwing caution to the wind, he decided to be bold. His response came with a smile. "Bananas, of course".
"Eat a banana..."
"Ok..."
"Out of Dave's lap." Every eyebrow in the room went up as Dave nearly spit out his drink.
"That's it?". Cam blinked, realizing just how hard it was to get a rise out of the other man. Tyler disappeared into the kitchen, returning with a banana. Peeling it most of the way open, he stood in front of Dave. "Open, sesame?". Dave spread his legs, wondering if Tyler was actually going to go through with the dare. The banana was nestled into his groin, the open peels place over his thighs. Dropping to his knees, Tyler placed his hands onto Dave's thighs and leaned forward, taking the tip of the banana between his lips. His teeth clicked shut, decapitating the end of the banana, removing a quarter of an inch.
"Ouch! That would be...painful.". Felix made his observation from his seat next to Dave, laughing and taking another swig of beer.
Tyler's head tilted forward, working the next half inch of banana into his mouth. He bit, chewed, and swallowed one small piece at a time, slowly making his way down the length of the fruit. Mere inches away, he could see the swelling in Dave's crotch as the other man reacted to the sight between his legs. Tyler flexed his fingers slightly, digging into the hair and skin on Dave's legs. At the same time, Felix tapped Dave on the shoulder and silently made a lewd motion with his hand, egging on the situation. Grinning and winking, Dave went along with Felix's suggestion, placing his hand on the back of Tyler's head. Responding in kind to the jest, Tyler began twisting his head from side to side as he continued his oral assault on the banana, prompting Dave to up the ante by digging his fingers into Tyler's light brown hair and moaning. At last, Tyler's nose pressed against Dave's bulge as the last bit of exposed banana passed in between his lips. Picking up the remaining peel, he stood up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, adding to the joke.

"Payback is a bitch, chuckles.". Tyler taunted Dave, the only guy left who hadn't handled a dare that evening.
"Try me, banana breath."
"Alright...dancing or singing?" Tyler had a wicked grin on his face as he asked the question.
Dave's eyes squinted as he tried to figure out what the trick was in the question. Giving up, he shrugged. "Dancing...no way I'm singing in front of everyone."
Tyler's grin widened. "We'll stick with laps then. Give Felix here a good lap dance.". Zac and Felix both choked while swallowing beer, while Dave looked at Tyler, trying to decide if he was kidding or not.
"Fine, you're on. How long?".
"Until the end of the song.". Tyler scrolled through his phone, looking for a good song to play. Smirking, he pressed his thumb to the screen and set the device down, the sounds of TLC's "Red Light Special" beginning to fill the room.
Laughing and half-glaring at Tyler, Dave stood up and turned to face Felix. Swaying his hips, he placed his fingertips at Felix's knees, tracing them up the length of his thighs before bringing his hands up to grip the couch in either side of Felix's head. Tilting his weight back, Dave stuck his ass into the air, shaking it, before swinging his weight forward. One knee rose up, planting itself at Felix's left side. The other knee also rose, landing on Felix's other side, so that Dave was now kneeling over Felix's lap.
Bringing his hands back to his chest, Dave pressed them to his chest as he began lip-syncing the chorus, getting a good laugh out of the guys. Feeling something soft pressed into his hand, Felix looked down and saw dollar bills. An upwards glance revealed Zac trying hard not to laugh as he returned to his seat. A moment later, when the chorus was over, Dave raised his torso upright and forward, bringing his crotch towards Felix's face. Not realizing what Zac had dropped off, Dave was surprised when Felix brought his hand up, fingers sliding the tip of a dollar bill into the waistband, near his hip. Dave's response was a grin and a small wink that only Felix could see. Pushing his knees outwards, Dave lowered his body, his crotch dropping down until his rear pressed against Felix's thighs. Rolling his hips, he slowly began popping his ass back and forth, brushing the fabric of Felix's shorts where it covered his groin. Another dollar bill slipped into Dave's waistband, this time closer to his crotch than his hip.
As the chorus returned, Dave began mouthing the words again. His finger reached out and traced a path from Felix's shoulder to his neck. Shifting his weight forward, Felix slid his body down on the couch. Dave responded by pushing his hips down, firmly planting his ass onto Felix's crotch. He could feel the firming bulge pressing up against his balls...and at the same time, another dollar bill as it slid down his backside before disappearing into his shorts. The two men were playing along with the prank but also pushing across a boundary as Dave continued lip syncing while grinding down onto Felix's now-hard dick. The other guys watched silently, unable to see Felix's throbbing member as it pushed up against Dave's crotch...they were only able to see the movement of Dave's hips and his hand as it danced a path over the firm muscles of Felix's chest.
When the chorus returned for the third and final time, Dave leaned back. The movement made the bulge in his shorts more obvious...but again, it was only visible to Felix. When the next dollar bill slid into Dave's shorts, Felix used two fingers to push it into the waistband while sticking his thumb out, pressing it down against Dave's hard member. Dave leaned forward again, trapping Felix's left hand, grinding against it. Since Tyler was the only person sitting on that side, he was also the only one who noticed. Smiling, he took another sip of beer, wondering how far the dares might get pushed tonight. It'd been pretty hot when he and Felix had teased Dave's crotch the other night and it looked like this was taking that to another level. Meanwhile, poor Felix was having both a great and miserable time. He was loving every moment of the lap dance but realized that it was about to end. He wanted so badly to just rip Dave's clothes off and mount his ass right there on the couch.
The song same to an end, which brought the dance to a close as well. Still straddling Felix, Dave turned to Tyler. "How was that?". Tyler winked, "Not bad.". Dave stuck his tongue out as he dismounted, sitting to Felix's right side. His legs curled up, feet planted at the edge of the couch, curled in a comfy ball. It gave the appearance of pouting, earning a laugh from the guys...at the same time, it shielded Felix from view, allowing him to adjust himself and hide the problem that had arisen in his crotch.

It was Dave's turn to create a dare. He decided to return the attention to the other side of the room and hopefully cool things down a bit. "Zac...if you HAD to marry someone in the house tonight, who would it be?". Zac's eyebrow went up, amused by the question. Leaning back, he rubbed his chin, thinking. "The whole house? There's a lot of people staying here."
"Oh man, he can't even decide on where to go for dinner...we're going to be here all night!". Felix laughed, teasing Zac.
"Okay, so Felix is out of the running.". Zac flipped Felix off, both men laughing. "Eh, would say Dave. I've known him for years and he's a great guy.".
"Aww, thanks buddy."
"And he's got a nice butt.". The other guys laughed, except Dave.
"My butt? Who says my butt is the one holding up this marriage? Better be prepared to bend over."
"Nope, you've got the nicer butt. That makes you the bottom.". Dave pretended to look outraged, eliciting even more laughs.
"Hey, if that's the criteria, that's not who you want to marry.". Cam blurted out the comment without thinking, a little jealous that Zac hadn't chosen him. Confusion showed on the faces of the other guys, trying to figure out the statement. Tyler was the only one that sensed Cam's reasons and decided to prod, feeling like stirring the pot a little. "Who would he want to marry then?"
Cam jumped go his feet, turning around. "Uh, hello, this butt has earned like a million views on Vine.". His finger made a big circle in the air around his rear. Feeling competitive, Dave jumped up next to him, also circling his butt with his fingers. "Uh, hello, this ass has been shown in real movies.".
"Whatever. Can it do this?". Cam began shifting his hips, his butt popping back and forth.
"What...can I twerk? Bitch, I invented twerking.". He followed suit, making his butt bounce as well. The other guys looked on, amused and also confused as to how this had started.

"Okay okay...if you guys are going to compete like...that, whatever THAT is, do it right.". Tyler took the remote and pulled up YouTube on the TV.
"Wait, what are we doing?". Dave asked, hands still on his hips.
"A twerk-off. If you're going to stand there popping your hips, trying to compare it, then the only way to determine a winner is by competing...against...a master. Ah, there it is.". The screen froze, the music video for Nicki Minaj's "Anaconda" paused.
"You're serious? Or are you being silly?".
Tyler responded to Dave's question by pointing to the two guys. "Less silly than whatever the hell it is you two are doing right now."
Cam taunted Dave, sure that he could either avoid this or win it. "Afraid of losing?".
Dave rolled his eyes, genuinely feeling a little over Cam and his over-the-top antics. "No. Okay, who's judging?".
Felix held his hands out. "Hell no.".
"Yeah, what he said," Zac laughed. "Besides, Tyler is the one with dancing experience, right? And it was your idea. You judge."
Tyler shrugged, hitting the play button. "Fine by me. Okay guys, hit it."

The video played, music filling the air. Cam and Dave danced along to the song, bouncing and twerking, amusing the guys. By the time the first minute was over, Dave was already over the whole idea, feeling silly. When three minutes had gone by, he was tired of dancing this way and irritated at Nicki's voice. On the screen, she was playing in a kitchen. "Hey Tyler, there's your banana," Felix teased. The video shifted to Drake sitting in a chair with Nicki playing on the ground. Dave decided that would be a good opportunity to switch gears and stop the ridiculous twerking. Kneeling down onto all fours, he began maneuvering across the floor towards the couch. Not wanting to be outdone, Cam followed suit. While Dave continued forward towards Felix, Cam made his decision and veered to his left, towards Zac's chair. Both men arrived at their destinations, stood and began shaking their asses, facing away from the other guys, modeling the movements on-screen. Tyler took a drink, hiding his amusement at the look of confusion on Zac and Felix's faces. It was obvious to him that Dave and Cam were both being competitive, which raised questions on how far this dare might go.

Nicki's leg rose up over Drake's chair. Dave mirrored the move, turning around and bringing one leg back up to familiar territory, planting his knee on the couch next to Felix. Cam decided to go his own route, bending over further while moving back, placing his bouncing ass near Zac's groin. Zac looked at Tyler and Felix, both men looking entertained by the turn in events. Shrugging, he decided to go with the flow as he spread his legs, granting easier access for Cam's moves. Cam and Dave also shared a brief look, but theirs was competitive rather than relaxed. Taking the initiative again, Dave returned to where he'd been earlier by lifting the other knee and straddling Felix's waist. Cam met his challenge by raising himself up backward onto Zac's chair, thankful that it was a wide, open design. With one hand holding the chair's back, he lowered his hips down, until his ass was a couple of inches away from Zac's lap, continuing to swing his hips back and forth.

Tyler realized later that the tipping point had been an accident. Dave made a hand motion towards his chest, similar to the dancing he'd done earlier. Cam confused the movement as Dave upping the ante and decided to beat Dave to the punch. Grabbing his own shirt by the hem, he pulled it up and over his head, tossing it to the side. Zac's eyebrow raised in surprise and a little bit of appreciation for Cam's body...as his cock began to respond to the lap dance.
Not to be outdone, Dave swiveled his hips as he unbuttoned his shirt. Free of the material, he swung it behind Felix's neck, using it to pull the other man closer. Lowering himself down, his ass nestled against the dark-haired man's crotch. His hands met behind Felix's bare shoulders, allowing his shirt to fall down to the floor.

Feeling as if they were now teams competing against each other, Zac felt compelled to help out in what had started as a dare, but was turning into something more. Placing his hands on Cam's shoulders, he slid them down the length of the other man's torso, getting a feel for the slim musculature. When they met Cam's hips, his hands took hold and pulled down, bringing Cam's waist closer, until the younger man's butt was pressed against his crotch. Zac's shorts were thin sweatpants material, allowing Cam to easily feel Zac's thickening rod...which prompted him to grind down even harder.

Over on the couch, Dave was also pushing down against a hard cock. Felix's manhood had responded faster than their earlier lap dance, not having really recovered from it. His hands had found their way to Dave's hips, loosely holding the other man's rear, feeling it move as Dave danced for him. Having been in this position already in the evening, both men felt themselves moving faster than before, half-forgetting that there were three other guys in the room. At the moment, Dave wanted little more than to feel Felix thrusting inside of him. Setting a finger at his own neck, he slowly traced it down his broad chest, catching Felix's attention. It continued traveling down his flat stomach, reaching his waist, where it stopped. Felix glanced upwards, catching Dave's eyes with his own. Dave's eyebrow raised, questioningly. He wasn't entirely sure where Dave was going with this, but he was intrigued, so Felix responded with a smile. Movement took his attention back down, where he saw Dave undo the button on his shorts. And then the next. And the next...until he'd completely undone the fly of his shorts, exposing the navy blue underwear beneath.

Back at the chair, Zac barely heard Cam mutter under his breath. "Fuck," was all he made out before the guy sprung out of the chair and into a push-up position, disappearing as he propelled himself into the large gap between chair and floor. Curious, Zac looked left and realized what had prompted the maneuver, seeing Dave with his shorts open. Further away, Tyler sat in his chair, watching the pair, his thumb grazing his bulging shorts. Seconds later, Cam reappeared, his shorts missing, wearing only red briefs. Lifting himself back into the chair with a bound and holding himself up by his arms, he tucked his feet below on either side of Zac's legs, before planting himself down, firmly bringing his ass down between Zac's legs. Zac's hands returned to Cam's hips, moving his own crotch upward, rubbing his hard cock against the other man's rear, all pretense tossed to the side.

Cam placed his right hand over Zac's and applied pressure, causing it to slide forward, along his thigh until it reached Cam's knee. Cam let go, holding himself up by his arms again and began pushing down with his hips, grinding against Zac's crotch. Zac got the hint and slowly slid his hand back down, toward Cam's waist. A moment later, both of his hands moved forward, caressing the firm legs.

Once again, one team's antics moved the action along. Tyler watched as Dave stood up on the couch and shook his leg, causing his shorts to fall down. Once he'd stepped out of them, Felix picked them up and tossed them to the side and began feeling up Dave's calves. The bulge in Dave's underwear was noticeable, sticking out prominently. Slowly, he began descending, bending at the knees. He paused for a moment when his crotch was at Felix's eye level and then kept continuing. Leaning forward, he pressed his firm cock against Felix's broad chest muscles, eliciting a gulp from the other man. He felt Felix's hands move up and take hold of his ass, squeezing it appreciatively. Taking his time, Dave slid down, their bodies mashed together the entire time. The movement caused his manhood to shift inside his underwear, untucking it and allowing it to lengthen out towards his hip, stretching the dark blue fabric. His descent came to an end as he felt his butt push against the hardness between Felix's legs, his own cock jutting into Felix's abs.

Dave's hands wandered across Felix's chest and shoulders, enjoying the other man's muscles. They wandered down, dancing over his abs, before arriving at the waistband of the cotton gym shorts he was wearing. Lifting his own body up a few inches, Dave reached below and tugged, pulling the material down and revealing white boxer briefs below. With a flexing of his arm, the shorts continued peeling away from Felix's body, until they were around his knees. The Asian man gave a slight kick and they were gone, before pulling Dave down against his hard bulge. Their hips began gyrating, grinding against one another as Felix pulled Dave downward, their mouths meeting for a kiss at last.

Back at the chair, Zac barely heard Cam mutter under his breath. "Fuck," was all he made out before the guy sprung out of the chair and into a push-up position, propelling his body below the chair, disappearing into the large gap between chair and floor. Curious, Zac looked left and realized what had prompted the maneuver, seeing Dave with his shorts open. To the right, Tyler sat in his chair, watching the pair, his thumb grazing his bulging shorts. Seconds later, Cam reappeared, his shorts missing, wearing only red briefs. Lifting himself back into the chair with a bound. Holding himself up by his arms, he tucked his feet below, on either side of Zac's legs, before planting himself down, firmly bringing his ass down between Zac's legs. Zac's hands returned to Cam's hips, moving his own upward, rubbing his hard cock against the other man's rear, all pretense tossed to the side.

Cam placed his right hand over Zac's and applied pressure, causing it to slide forward, along his thigh until it reached Cam's knee. Cam let go, holding himself up by his arms again and began pushing down with his hips, grinding against Zac's crotch. Zac got the hint and slowly slid his hand back down, toward Cam's waist. A moment later, both of his hands moved forward, caressing the firm legs.

Once again, one team's antics moved the action along. Tyler watched with amusement as Dave stood up on the couch and shook his leg, causing his shorts to fall down. Once he'd stepped out of them, Felix picked them up and tossed them to the side and began feeling up Dave's calves. The bulge in Dave's underwear was noticeable, sticking out prominently. Slowly, he began descending, bending at the knees. He paused for a moment when his crotch was at Felix's eye level and then kept moving downward. Leaning forward, he pressed his firm cock against Felix's broad chest muscles, eliciting a gulp from the other man. He felt Felix's hands move up and take hold of his ass, squeezing it appreciatively. Taking his time, Dave slid down, their bodies mashed together the entire time. The movement caused his manhood to shift inside his underwear, untucking it and allowing it to lengthen out towards his hip, stretching the dark blue fabric. His descent came to an end as he felt his butt push against the hardness between Felix's legs, his own cock jutting into Felix's abs.

Dave's hands wandered across Felix's chest and shoulders, enjoying the other man's muscles. They wandered down, dancing over his abs, before aarriving at the waistband of the cotton gym shorts he was wearing. Lifting his own body back up a few inches, Dave reached below and tugged, pulling the material down and revealing white boxer briefs. With a flex of his arm, the shorts continued peeling away from Felix's body, until they were around his knees. The stud gave a slight kick and they were gone, before pulling Dave down against his hard bulge. Their hips began gyrating, grinding against one another as Felix pulled Dave downward, their mouths meeting for a kiss at last.

Back at the chair, Zac agreed with the idea of taking things up a notch. Placing his hands on Cam's lower back, he began moving forward, guiding the younger man down towards the floor. Soon, Cam was on his knees, holding himself up against the coffee table. Zac stood, dropping his shorts and throwing them to the side. The baby blue fabric of his briefs stretched obscenely, struggling to contain his hard cock. Dropping to his knees, he pushed himself against Cam's backside, rubbing his bulge up and down Cam's ass. Taking Cam by the shoulders, he pulled him upward, against Zac's torso, and began an oral assault on his neck, eliciting moans from Cam's throat. Cam was in heaven, feeling Zac's tongue snake its way up and down his neck while the stud's rock hard cock pushed against his rear. He rocked his hips back and forth, massaging Zac's manhood with his glutes. Zac's hands slid around to Cam's front, kneading his smooth chest. "You like that?" the older man whispered as he ground his crotch against Cam's backside. A soft moaning "uh huh" was all that Cam could manage. Playing with Cam's nipples, Zac began lightly nibbling on the other man's ear. Zac's hands continued their journey south, caressing the ab muscles of Cam's flat stomach before finding the waistband of his briefs. He teased the throbbing bulge, which radiated heat and pulsed under Zac's palm. Returning his hands to Cam's rear, he tugged at the back of Cam's briefs. The red fabric peeled down, exposing the pale white skin of Cam's rear. Tucking the material under the pair of firm cheeks, Zac's hands wandered back up to Cam's shoulders again, once more applying pressure and bending the other man forward. The result was that Cam was once again hugging the coffee table, his entire backside bare. The only thing that provided any sort of cover was Zac's crotch, which was firmly wedged into his crack. Taking hold of Cam's hips, Zac began slow thrusts, his bright blue bulge riding between Cam's globes.

Breaking their kiss, Felix checked out the room. To the right, Cam was groaning as he pushed back against Zac's hardness. To the left, Tyler had undone his shorts. The grey and green cotton of his underwear jutted out, where his hand massaged it, stroking himself through the material while watching the two couples go at it. As the two men made eye contact, Tyler gave a mischievous wink. The gesture made Felix feel a little naughty and fun, pushing him over an invisible line. Taking hold of Dave's waist, he pulled up, raising the other man to his feet again, standing on the couch. Hooking the tips of his fingers into the front of the elastic waistband, he looked up at Dave and grinned. Slowly, the navy blue fabric descended. The close-cropped dark brown hair of Dave's groin appeared, followed by the base of his cock. Inch after inch of shaft was exposed, until the waistband was only covering the head. One gentle tug and his tool sprung free, bouncing over Felix's head as his underwear slid down his legs. Dave bent at the knee, lowering his body back down, resting his knees on the back of the couch on either side of Felix's head. The movement brought his meat right in front of Felix's face, bobbing just a couple of inches from the man's mouth. A tongue appeared, snaking up the six and a half inch length of Dave's shaft before it began exploring the uncircumcised tip. His lips parted further, taking in the head, slick with precum, suckling on it. Dave's hips slowly began rocking back and forth, feeding Felix an inch or two of cock.

Felix felt fingers pull at his own underwear, drawing them down and away from his body. Opening his eyes, he glanced to the right and saw Zac and Cam going at it. Cam was still bent over, with Zac humping him through the fabric of his briefs. The friction had pulled the waistband down in the front, exposing the head of Zac's dick. Looking to the left, that chair was empty. Unwilling to pull off of Dave's cock, Felix felt but couldn't see as a pair of hands freed him of his boxer briefs. He didn't go uncovered for long, as a warm and wet mouth surrounded his rod, taking half of it in one eager gulp. Tyler's lips began gliding up and down Felix's member...that action prompted Felix to dig his fingers into the meaty cheeks of Dave's rear and pull him forward, impaling his own face on Dave's bone. The wet sucking sounds of blow jobs filled the air as the two men went to town.

Zac looked down, watching as his cock worked against Cam's body. The act of rubbing up and down Cam's rear had pulled down on his underwear, releasing the head of his dick from its cotton confinement. The thick bulb pushed up through the flesh of Cam's ass, separating the two firm globes...before Zac retreated, his cock grazing against Cam's hole, causing the man to moan. With each thrust, his briefs slid down just a little more. After a few minutes, they were down against his balls. Tugging, he pulled them down and gripped his meat at the base, smacking it against Cam's ass. The eager bottom pushed his butt backwards, trapping Zac's baby maker between their bodies. Zac pulled the other man upright with one hand and pulled his underwear down with the other, exposing Cam's hardness. "You wanted this?" he softly growled into Cam's ear. The other man nodded, grinding back against the hot bone pressed into his backside. "Fuck yeah I do," he replied. The tip of Zac's cock kept sliding along Cam's ass, resting against his entrance on each upstroke. Cam spit into his hand and reached back, grabbing Zac's meat and getting it slick as he bent back over. Zac got the hint and began prodding, the combination of spit and precum helping to allow just the tip of his cockhead inside of Cam. Cam let out a deep moan as he felt Zac finally penetrate him. Zac flexed his hips, slowly working further in until he'd buried the full head of his dick...Letting it sit there, he felt Cam's ass clench around it, warm and tight. The younger man was groaning, a combination of loving the feel of Zac getting inside of him and a bit of discomfort at the lack of lube.

Tyler lapped his tongue along Felix's large balls, feeling the thick rod in his hand throbbing in appreciation. Slowly, he worked his way back up the shaft to his favorite part - Felix' head. It sat at the top of the thick piece of meat like a ball of flesh, round and gleaming. Swirling his tongue around it, Tyler began sucking on it in earnest once more. After a few more minutes of oral attention, he felt like it was time to move things along a bit. Reaching up, he gripped Dave's ass in his hands and pulled down, tugging the bubble butt towards Felix's crotch. The rigid pole slid between Dave's cheeks, the tip resting against Dave's hole. Tyler worked his tongue into both pieces of flesh - Felix's cock and Dave's entrance, making sure that both were soaked wet with spit. Satisfied, he used his hold on Dave's rear to spread it a little further and pulled down again, creating pressure. A moment later, the large knob of flesh disappeared into Dave's tight ass, a gasp of pleasure and pain rolling out of the horny stud's wide open mouth. Tyler stood and licked his way along Dave's neck. "You like that?"
"Hell yeah...Going to need lube though. Check the nightstand...Ohhhh". He groaned as another half inch of meat lodged itself inside. Tyler's eyebrow went up, amused and curious how Dave would know where Zac kept lube. Stepping away, he found the bottle and brought it back. Flicking the cap open, he poured a good amount onto his fingers and then wrapped them around Felix's cock. He started at the base and worked his way up, finally running his finger tips around where Felix's girth met Dave's hole. The loss of friction had its effect and Dave's rear slid down another inch or so, devouring Felix's cock. "Zac...Heads up." He closed the cap and tossed the bottle through the air, where it landed in Zac's open hand. "Thanks man...Needing this," the other man replied as the bottle clicked back open.

Zac slid back, the head of his dick reappearing from Cam's hole. Tilting the bottle, he drizzled a line of the clear fluid between the pair of cheeks before nestling his firm rod between them again. He ground his hips against Cam's backside, working the lube all over Cam's crack and his own hardness. Pulling away again, he positioned his knob against Cam's hole again and pushed forward, watching it disappear once more. "You want this?" he taunted.
"Hell yeah. Give it to me," was the half-sighed response.
"Nope." Zac leaned his torso back and raised his arms, placing his hands behind his head. He watched with amusement as Cam twisted his upper body to look back, confused. "You're going to have to come get it." Zac flexed his manhood, making his point.
"Challenge accepted." Cam grinned and began pushing his hips back, eager to get more of Zac's member inside. His grin turned into a broad O-shape as his jaw dropped, the feelings in his ass intensifying as he took more of Zac's seven inches. Zac watched as his flesh disappeared inside Cam's body, resisting the urge to grab the boy's hips and slam inside. Finally, his balls were pressed up against Cam's hole, every inch buried into his co-worker's rear. Even though the younger guy seemed to have experience at taking a dick, he was still incredibly tight - Zac exhaled as he experienced the heat of Cam's insides firmly enveloping his cock. His arms dropped as he placed his broad hands on the top of Cam's hind-quarters, using his thumbs to spread the flesh and watch his shaft re-appear. Sliding in again, he pushed his hips into Cam firmly enough to make the 21-year old rock on his hands and knees.
"How do want it?" He slid out and back in once more.
"Fuck me."
Zac chuckled. "I am fucking you." He pushed in again, driving home his response.
Cam turned around again. "No...FUCK me. I want to still feel you inside me a week from now. I want my hole to ache from taking your cock."
A dark eyebrow rose - Zac hadn't really had someone be so aggressive as a bottom before...and it was kinda hot. Pulling his hips back, he pushed back in, harder than he had before. "Like this?"
"Harder."
Hands sliding down to the sides of Cam's ass, Zac thrust in again. "Better?" he asked.
"Hard-er..."
'Fuck it,' Zac thought. He didn't want to tear the twink up but he felt that the kid was questioning his ability to fuck. All but the very tip of his cock was exposed as he gripped Cam's thighs. Yanking Cam back, he slammed forward at the same time, a sharp clapping sound filling the air as his skin smacked against Cam's. The younger man groaned. "That's it..." Biting into his own bottom lip, Zac began power-fucking Cam. Over and over, he pulled his hips back before driving his pipe back into the other man's bowels as hard as he could. Both of them were soon covered in sweat - Zac from exertion and Cam from the stress being placed upon his body. The harsh sound of their flesh slamming into one another loudly echoed through the room.

A few feet away, Dave rocked his hips back and forth, grinding down on the thick dick that was thrusting in and out of his ass. His hands clutched the broad pecs of the man whose lap he was straddling. At the same time, his backside was pressed firmly against Tyler's torso, whose mouth was furiously kissing his, a deep and hard make-out session. When their kiss broke, as if the two were coming up for air, Dave finally glanced to his left again to see how Zac was doing. His friend appeared to be perfectly fine, jack-hammering his hard cock in and out of Cam...who was splayed out on all fours, moaning like a bitch in heat.

His distraction was momentary. Felix slid his hands down Dave's body, hands finding their way to Dave's ample ass and gripping it, spreading the globes of flesh as he lifted Dave's body up a few inches, the rod of flesh sliding out of his hole with a slight popping noise. Any look of confusion was wiped from his features as his knees were pushed to the sides, spreading his legs further. The stud behind him leaned forward, against the edge of the couch, his dripping cock head leaving a trail of wetness down Dave's lower spine, mixing with the sweat shining off of his flesh. A hand placed itself between Dave's shoulder blades and pushed him forward, exposing his rear further. The throbbing tool continued south, finding its target...and drove forward, quickly burying itself as Dave let out a great moan of pleasure. Hands continued to paw at his ass, spreading him open and allowing the other man to pound deeper inside. It wasn't how he'd anticipated the evening turning out, but he was definitely enjoying the ride.

Tyler looked down and watched as his cock dove in and out of Dave's incredibly-tight ass. Felix's hands were pulling Dave's cheeks apart, allowing Tyler to slide in just a little further. Mouths mashed together, the sound of Dave's lustful whimpers were muffled...but his urgent need to get fucked was expressed clearly by his grinding his hips backwards against Tyler's hips. The man-in-the-middle's hands were also busy, roaming over Felix's body, exploring the thick musculature. A few minutes later, Tyler felt as if it were fair to give Felix another go at Dave's hole. Sliding his hands under Dave's arms, he pulled back, separating the intense make-out session. Tugging Dave's back up against his chest, his hands made their way down to Dave's hips and pushed down. Getting the hint, Felix wrapped his hand around the base of his thick cock and lined it up as Dave's ass lowered down further. Pushing up, he began burying himself inside Dave's rear. At the same time, Tyler's hands moved back up, arriving at Dave's chest. Kneading the hard mounds of flesh, he showed his appreciation for Dave's hot chest while licking and nibbling along Dave's neck and ear. Head thrown back, Dave began moaning. His senses were in overdrive - his hands on Felix's pecs and thighs, the thick cock thrusting in and out of his ass, Tyler's hands at his own chest and nipples, while that tongue demonstrated its expertise. He'd been in a number of threesomes, but being tag-teamed was a new experience that he was thoroughly enjoying.

Back at the coffee table, Zac's hands were now on Cam's shoulders. Holding the twink in place, Zac was power-drilling his ass, encouraged on by Cam's plaintive cries for more, for harder, for giving it all. Zac had heard the term "hungry bottom" before but hadn't encountered it before...not like this. As much as he threw his hips back and forth and pounded Cam's ass, the guy wanted it even more. "Fuck, you're amazing..." The slender form bent over the table twisted, trying to get a good look at Zac. "Flip me over."
Zac's eyebrow rose up. "Hmm?" He'd only half-heard Cam's request, focused as he was on slinging his dick into Cam's eager hole.
"Flip me over...I want to watch your body as you fuck me, you fucking stud."
Pulling out, Zac yanked Cam up to his feet. Turning the younger man around, he lifted him into the air; Cam's legs rose and wrapped around Zac's waist with a mind of their own. Leaning forward, Zac lowered Cam back down until he was once again resting against the coffee table. Planting his hands against the wooden surface on either side of Cam's head, he began pounding his fuck rod into the other man's hole again. Both of them were covered in sweat, both were grunting and moaning, and both were high on lust. Zac growled when Cam tweaked his nipple, slamming in even harder...which only prompted Cam to pay more attention to Zac's well-developed chest. His fingertips explored the hair and muscles, appreciating Zac's chest.

It was Cam's turn to be surprised when Zac's face began moving downward. Nipping his teeth into Cam's neck, the next place that his mouth came to rest was where neck met shoulder, gently sucking at the tender flesh. Hunching his back, Zac continued making his way south, planting his lips against Cam's nipple. Sucking hard, he caused Cam's back to arch with pleasure. When he began licking the firm nub and working it with his tongue, he could feel Cam's body twisting beneath his as the sounds of loud moaning filled the air. Releasing the dark pink tissue from his mouth, he continued yet further south, until his chin bumped into something hard. Opening his mouth, Zac sucked the six-inch stick into his mouth. It was incredibly hard and radiating heat against his tongue...the hungry bottom was getting close. Zac's guess was confirmed as Cam threw his hips backward, trying to pull his cock out of Zac's mouth.

Felix was also getting close. Dave was bouncing up and down on his dick like it was an amusement park ride. Drenched in sweat, his hair was plastered to his forehead.
"Fuck baby, I'm..." His words trailed off, as if saying them would make it happen immediately.
Pulling his mouth away from Tyler's, Dave looked down. Pushing his hips down, he stopped bouncing and began rocking them back and forth, grinding down onto Felix's manhood. "Give it to me...don't stop..." His words came out haltingly as he panted, both from exertion and from desire.
Grabbing Dave's hips, Felix held him in place as he thrust up, hammering in and out of Dave's hole. Moments later, he buried his pipe as far as he could and cried out. Dave could feel the already-thick bone swell as it began releasing its load, spraying his insides with Felix's thick cum. The broad shaft throbbed slowly and with purpose as it delivered large ropes of cum inside Dave. The man straddling Felix's crotch sighed with pleasure as he felt Felix's tool unload deep inside. A heavy hand wrapped around the back of Dave's neck and pulled him down into a longing kiss as the intense orgasm tapered off.

Zac was continuing to torture Cam, teasing his cock as he pounded the younger man's ass. Not able to hold back any longer, Cam's torso lifted up and away from the table as he tried to shove his tool down Zac's throat. The shaft pulsed as it delivered shot after shot of cum, each of them slamming into the back of Zac's mouth before being hungrily swallowed down. Exhaused, Cam slumped back down against the wooden surface, his body weary as his man meat also began to soften. Sucking the last drops out, Zac released Cam's member. Rising up, he gripped Cam's legs and began hammering his baby maker in and out of Cam's ass. Approaching the point of no return, his head rolled back as he slammed in deep. Cam began moaning again as he felt Zac paint his insides with stud-cream. Shot after shot fired into Cam's ass, until Zac's large balls finally felt like they'd been emptied. Similarly drained, he slumped forward, onto Cam. Pressing his mouth firmly against Cam's he shoved his tongue inside. The two fervently kissed as the glow of their orgasm clung to their bodies.

Felix's cock slid out from Dave's hole, coated in cum. Tyler immediately drove his manhood into Dave, using Felix's seed as lube to begin power-fucking the bubble butt before him. The hard thrusts drove Dave forward and down against Felix, where they began exploring each other's mouths once more. Dave felt Felix's hand wrap around the base of his cock and begin tugging. It didn't take long before he was moaning into Felix's mouth as his cum gun fired shots all over Felix's front side, leaving white splatter marks along the other man's neck, chest, and stomach. It felt as if it would never end - each thrust of Tyler's cock seemed to release even more jizz. Dave stopped counting after the eighth volley...his mind was blown from cumming so much, as well as from the fucking he'd gotten...and was still getting.

Tyler could feel it each time that Dave shot his load...every pulse caused Dave's already-tight ass to constrict even harder against his member. Hands gripping Dave's hips, he clenched, fingers digging deep into the muscular flesh. One last cry of joy filled the room as Tyler began releasing his own white sticky fluid into Dave, mixing with the juices that Felix had already left behind. Dave groaned as he felt yet another load emptying into his ass, loving the slutty feeling of being fucked back and forth by the pair of hot men. Looking over to his left, he saw that Zac and Cam were in an erotic tangle, legs and arms everywhere on the coffee table as they continued kissing and rubbing up against each other. Tyler's mouth made its presence known again as it met Dave's neck, suckling softly as he gently pushed Dave down against Felix. Lips pressed against Felix's, Dave's last coherent thought was that while he might not walk right for the next day or so, but it was well-worth it.