Chapter 15

They sat in a circle, all stark naked, and Anya was the one to place the bowl in the middle. Ty collected a bunch of thin straws and they all picked to find their order. Francesco stared openly at all the cocks in display. Ty had the shortest dick, but that didn’t make him less sexy. He was the proud owner of a bubble butt, and Francesco had watched him once fingering himself. It was a nice butt and his cock was good for a bottom boy like him. Anya, surprisingly for his figure, had quite a cock on him, especially for how short he was. He was stroking his cock lazily and offered Francesco a sheepish smile when he caught him staring.

Leon had the biggest gun, the kind to worship, lick and suck for hours. Ollie was in the same league with Ty, maybe slightly bigger, and he was a beautiful twink, too. The cock he enjoyed most belonged to Mouse since the guy was his boyfriend, and he could tell exactly what taste his had.

And then, there was Karl, with his big fat cock resting over his balls that looked filled with man juice. All those days after Leon’s lesson, Francesco had noticed Karl fooling around with Ty and Anya, but nothing too serious. Not that he had checked or anything, but he was pretty sure Karl hadn’t fucked either of them. Maybe they sucked him off or something like that. It made him wonder why.

The fat cock, limp at firsr, began stirring. Francesco watched in fascination as the thing began to lengthen and thicken with no stimulation whatsoever.

“Can’t take your eyes off? Missing it?” Karl taunted him.

“Fuck off,” Francesco spat and moved his eyes away.

Mouse wrapped one arm around his neck and brought him close to share a kiss. It was so easy to kiss a boy like that, Francesco thought and cursed himself inwardly for staring at Karl’s fat cock.

“You two should get a room,” Karl said, irritated, without a doubt, by the display of affection in front of his eyes.

“This entire island is our fucking room,” Mouse shot at him with a smirk as he continued to brush his lips slowly over Francesco’s mouth. “Look away if you can’t stand it, you fucking jealous prick.”

“Jelous? Who the fuck is jealous? You two are nothing but sluts.”

Francesco felt his cheeks burning under Karl’s venomous words, but not because he felt insulted. He could tell the fucker was jealous, just like Mouse said. So it wasn’t over, after all, like Karl was running his mouth.

“Who’s first?” Ty asked, and Anya took the bowl, stared at it, and smirked.

“That would be me,” the beautiful boy said and began to stroke his cock.

“Let’s hear your little fantasy,” Karl said. “What gets a little whore like you going?”

It was different how Karl used offensive words toward others. He made it sound like he was joking, and Anya laughed and winked at him.

“Well,” Anya began, “my perfect date would be a daddy, a big hairy strong daddy to hold me down and give it to me like I’m his little bitch.”

Everyone laughed, but Anya continued with his eyes close and moved his hand on his cock faster. One of the rules was that the others had to keep their hands off their own cocks until it was their turn.

“I want him to be rough in bed, but sweet out of it. He can spank me and use me as his cum bucket, but if he respects me when we’re out in the world, I’m fucking sold.”

Anya seemed really taken with his fantasy and began shooting into the bowl with strangled cries. Leon, Ollie, and Ty aplauded. Karl booed. “What a lamo! Where the fuck’s the kink? My dick won’t go off because of you, Anya!”

Anya shrugged and laughed and placed the bowl with all his cum back in the middle. Francesco licked his lips. So far, he had only eaten Mouse’s jizz, but he was a bit curious. And Karl’s a little, but he couldn’t quite tell the difference. He hadn’t thought before if he was a whore for jizz, too, not only cock, but maybe he was.

“Come on, boys, before it gets cold,” Karl said cheerfully.

Ollie took the bowl carefully. He gave his boyfriend a sweet smile and began jerking off with his eyes glued to Leon. “I like it when Leon fucks other boys in front of me,” he said and his sexy voice became low and horny.

Francesco risked a look at Karl. By how he was pursing his lips and looking down, he couldn’t be happy to be reminded of that day. Unlike Francesco, who could still feel Leon’s cock pounding him and giving his ass the workout of his life. His cock twitched without being touched. Karl stared, first at his cock, then at his face. They both looked away at the same time.

“I want Leon to have all the asses he likes,” Ollie continued. “And he’s so sexy when he’s fucking. You’re a handsome fucker, baby,” he said and gave Leon a quick kiss as he shot into the bowl.

“For fuck’s sake, I thought this party would be kinky, not lame like this,” Karl mumbled.

“Afraid you might have to gobble down that?” Francesco taunted him and pointed at the bowl, now filled with two loads from two beautiful twinks.

Karl glared and said nothing. “Come on, next, until people around here lose their hard-ons forever.”

Francesco kept staring at the blond, only half-hearing Leon saying something like how he liked it the best with Ollie, and then Ty confessing that he would like to be gangbanged at a truck stop and used as a cock sleeve by a bunch of horny truckers.

Mouse gave him a short kiss on the cheek and took the bowl. “I want to have only one guy for myself all my life,” he said simply.

“What? That’s all?” Karl spat. “Weren’t you the biggest whore around here? How many guys did you have in your boy pussy? I bet you dined on nasty cum every day, you fucking prostitute!”

“Hey, hey, what the fuck?” Francesco jumped to his feet.