It was Carl who truly initiated me into the joys of orgies and group sex. I was barely 20, he was 26. He worked at another store in the same mall as me, and I noticed him when I browsed the place on my breaks.
After about six months of occasional flirtations, he came by one day and casually dropped a hint that I should stop by where he worked on my way out that evening.
I took the hint, and closed up a few minutes early- it was a very slow shopping night- and entered his store just as he was locking up. The other staff were already gone.
He wasted no time and ushered me into the stock room and grabbed me and started kissing me. Two minutes later, I was up against a mirror in a change room with my pants down around my knees. His cock was urgent between my ass cheeks.
"I don't have any lube" I protested, even though my hole craved cock.
"It's okay" he whispered breathlessly in my ear as his hand encircles my own raging hard-on. "I know how to make it good."
I felt his cockhead just enter my hole, and he didn't penetrate any further. As he kissed my neck and whispered how good he was going to fuck me, his hands were working both of our cocks. I just followed his lead, and watched in the mirror as his hand worked my love muscle.
"Are you ready for my cum?" he asked, his voice coarse with passion.
"Yes!" I replied, less a whisper than a moan. And then I felt his body stiffen, and a silky warmth burst into my asshole. God it felt good! I had been fucking with dildos for about a month, and the only cum I had seen or touched or tasted was my own. No sooner did he finish cumming- there seemed to be a lot as some had even dribbled down my scrotum- than he rammed the rest of the way into me, his thrust lubricated by his own manjuice. I gasped, pain and pleasure mixed as he went balls deep in one quick thrust. I almost came right at that very moment, but I pushed back against my sudden urge to climax. I wanted to fuck! I wanted to feel hot cock thrusting in my eager and wanton hole.
Carl did not disappoint me. His thrusts were eager and passionate, and our moans filled the empty store. I couldn't hold back, and I came in a gusher that left a creamy trail of spunk all over the mirror and running down his hand. His won jism was dribbling down my balls and the inside of my leg. When he pulled out of me, another dollop of man-cream ran down out of me. It felt fantastic.
I couldn't resist the treasure that was all over the mirror, and dropped to my knees and lapped up my own nectar before flashing him a cummy, satisfied smile. He licked the cream that was on his fingers, and then we kissed.
The next night, he was waiting for me at my apartment when I got home from work.
We went straight to the bedroom, and undressed. That night, he came three times. I laid back and wrapped my legs around him and he fucked us both to orgasm. After we shared the cum that I had shot out on to my belly and chest, he fucked my mouth until I was rewarded with another powerful spurt of hot man-cream into my hungry mouth.
We again shared the sticky nectar, passionately kissing as we enjoyed the taste of his lust, our bodies intertwined.
We dozed for a while and when I felt the twitch of his love muscle one more time, I rolled on to my belly and spread my cheeks, eager to be filled with his hard rod one more time. He fucked me slow and long, and anointed my hole one more time with his love nectar.
The next day was a day off for both of us, and we never left the bedroom, except to shower and eat. I showed him how I liked to use my dildos, and we fucked and came in each others mouths until we were utterly drained of sexual energy.
Two weeks later, he introduced me to another guy, and asked me if I would like him to join us on Friday night. I didn't even hesitate. The idea of fucking with two guys was too hot to resist.
The next night, I had the most incredible orgasm I had ever experienced. Both of them had already fucked me in the mouth, pumping hot spurts of sweet jizz all over my face, lips, and tongue, and down my throat.