"Let's go downstairs," Frank added.
I followed them downstairs to the den. There was a big open space and some heavy furniture. Jim opened a drawer and took out some cuffs and bound my hands behind me. Then he led me to the center of the room and pushed me to my knees and I sat back on my heels. All three of them undressed till I was surrounded by naked men. My breathing was getting really ragged. I knew in general what was coming, but not exactly what.
They stood in front of me and I just looked at their cocks. I had sucked all them already today, and I was about to suck them all again. Frank went to the drawer and got out a blindfold and put it on me. I could hear them moving around and then a hand grabbed my face and turned it up. I felt a cock rub against my face and I opened my mouth and took it in. I started sucking and then it was gone.
"Whose cock was that?" Jim asked.
"Yours?" I replied tentatively.
"Wrong."
I was pushed onto all fours and then someone started spanking me hard. I was about to cry out for them to stop and someone helped me back to my knees. Someone started slapping my face with their cock and after a moment he pushed it into my mouth. I was sure it was Mike.
"Whose?" Jim asked.
"Mike," I replied.
"Hmm. He must really like your cock Mike," Jim said.
Mike pulled out and another cock was pushed into my mouth.
This went on for a bit. If I got it wrong, I got spanked. If I got it right, I just got a different cock in my mouth. They stopped that game, and Jim took me by the collar and and led me to kneel in front of a chair. Jim sat in the chair and I moved forward to suck his cock. I was just getting comfortable and adjusted when I felt a hand on my scrotum. Whoever it was held my balls for a moment and then started to squeeze. I like a little squeezing. It felt good at first, but then it got harder. I concentrated on sucking Jim's cock and doing the things he liked. I wanted to make him cum so bad, but any time I thought he was close he would hold my head still for a moment. The hand on my balls would sometimes let up, but then whoever it was would start rubbing and pinching my nipples. I was so wound up I couldn't think straight. The hands let go of my balls and Jim lifted my head off his cock. Jim stood and took off my blindfold and helped me stand up. I heard furniture moving and Jim led me to where Frank and Mike were moving a table. I don't know what the emotion was. It wasn't fear or anything, but I was surrounded by naked men with hard cocks. Hard cocks wet with my saliva. And I knew that I had to make all of them cum tonight.
Jim pushed me back so I was on the table. Mike put leather cuffs on my hands and ankles and then when Jim had me in the right position, Mike used a drill to screw the chain on each cuff to the table. Now I couldn't move at all. Jim put a towel under my head so that I was resting half off the table. I knew what was coming next and I was a bit scared. I didn't get a blindfold, but when Jim stepped in front of my head and worked his cock into my mouth I couldn't see anything. If I tried to open my eyes, I just had a closeup of his balls or his thighs. His cock was quickly very hard and he started fucking my face. At the same time someone started torturing my balls. I really can't say in much detail what happened the rest of the evening. The three of them rotated between trying to get their cocks down my throat, or torturing my balls or my nipples. It just turned into a miasma of overwhelming sensation while trying to breathe around a cock. I felt ice, hot wax, clothespins, slapping, pinching all over my body. I couldn't get away from any of the sensations or from being pinned to the table by a cock. Finally, someone came in my mouth. Whoever it was must have gone and sat down because the amount of sensation dropped off. Whoever was in my mouth next was getting close and then he pulled out and came on my face. That had to be Mike. He was quickly replaced by the third and eventually he came in my mouth and pulled out. I lay there for a while and tried to just breathe. I heard low voices from the other end of the room and then it got quiet.
Jim came and undid the cuffs and helped me sit up.
"Are you ok?" he asked.
I just looked at him. I really didn't know. Frank and Mike had gone upstairs. I was alone with Jim.
"Sore all over," was all I could say.
Jim led me upstairs and we took a shower together. He was much more gentle than he had been most of the weekend. We went to bed and I slept like a rock. I was worn out. When I woke up I was alone in the bed. I heard voices in the kitchen so I walked out. Everybody else was up and dressed in the kitchen. Again, I was very conscious of my nudity. And the fact that all of them had fucked my face for hours the night before.
"Good morning," they all said together.
I nodded in reply. Jim handed me a cup of coffee.
"Thank you," I said.
I sipped the coffee and Frank started taking things out of the fridge.
