'If you want him so bad, just go get off with him but leave us out of this.' Jamie said.
'I'm with Oliver and Andy.' Sean said. 'I'd love to get naked and watch his face as he drinks in our beauty.'
'Beauty? Have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately?' Zack teased.
The seven were good friends and took each other's teasing lightly. Before Harry came back with the first tray they had all been persuaded to do their little strip tease routine for him. It would fun, perhaps, and something to tell their friends back in the city. All they had to do was keep him talking and then slip the offer into the conversation at some point.
Harry's face lit up at the suggestion. Did he want to see seven sexy, pretty twinks strip off just for him. Of course he did! His hands actually trembled as he locked the restaurant. Would they go all the way, he wondered. It didn't really matter; this was the best offer he'd had all year. The seven twinks were giggling with excitement at the prospect of teasing this older man, whom they thought had to be a bit of a country bumpkin. Well, maybe not Oliver; he genuinely had the hots for Harry and he knew that his own body would start changing shape soon. His father and brothers were all beefy men and that was the way he was going to look any time soon. He was in the last blush of his twinky days. He knew he was fucking gorgeous but even as he brushed his hair each day he could tell that it was starting to thin. He hoped that one day someone like how he looked now would take an interest in someone like how he would look then.
The group walked back to Harry's house which was not far. Harry was pleased that the streets were deserted and they didn't pass any of the townsfolk on the way. Not that he was ashamed to be seen with such beauties, but he was aware that they were probably just out to tease him and have a bit of fun. He felt foolish for allowing himself to be in this position, but his hungry eyes gave him no choice in the matter. It had been so long since he's had sex that anything would do, even being teased by a troop of slightly drunk and outrageously camp twinks.
Once inside his living room Harry put some music on and settled back on the settee. The guys seemed to sober up as they prepared to start their dance routine. It was something they took pride in and the moment they started it was like they were transformed. Before, Harry had thought them pretty, in a smooth twinky kind of way but not terribly sexy in a real flesh and bone kind of way. Now they sizzled as they strutted. They were damn sexy as they pouted, thrust and ground their way through the number. Harry's cock was soon incredibly hard and by the time they were down to their undies it was leaking precum like crazy. He waited with baited breath, as the song came to a close. Would they...would they... damn right they would!
They whipped off their undies and there stood seven prime pieces of man flesh. Harry's eyes darted from one set of gonads to the next trying to drink them all in before they got dressed. He was sure he had just thirty seconds to absorb all this beauty. Three cocks circumcised, four not; two rather thick and fleshy, one very long and thin the rest medium; one nut brown, two very pale, the rest in between. Three pairs of surprisingly beefy balls, two tiny ones and two medium. The similarities and differences between them made them so damn interesting Harry didn't know which ones to lust over longest.
Jamie and Zack were the first to reach for their clothes. Oliver just couldn't let this moment pass. He knew his friends would want to walk away, go back to their hotel rooms and giggle hysterically. "I mean did you see the guy's face? His eyes were out on stalks!" and all that, but Oliver couldn't let it go. Not like this. It was time to break rank. Let them go back without him, if they wanted to. He went and straddled Harry's legs and sat down in his lap.
Harry felt his face and neck flush as he wrapped his arms around Oliver's smooth back and hug him close. It this was a tease it was the best one in the world, but moments later he felt Oliver's tongue push into his mouth and he surrendered to the sweetest kiss he could remember for a long time. Oliver's thick, fleshy cock rose up between them and that hard meat against his belly let Harry know that this was going to be his lucky night.
The six others stood rooted to the spot watching Harry's hands roam up and down Oliver's back and massage his ass cheeks. There was something incredibly hot about seeing people having sex and none of them had actually witnessed this in the flesh before. This was beyond posing and strutting and the silly little games that they played and had played on them. These were two men in heat who knew what they wanted. Before long their cocks were rock hard and taken in hand.
Harry looked up and saw six hard and horny guys and he was torn. He wanted to make delicious love to Oliver, to hold him and stroke him all night long, but if those other six cocks were being offered too could he resist? He could not.
Amazingly it was bitchy Zack that came forward first. His super thin eight inch cock and tiny balls were now just inches away from Harry's face.
'Have a lick.' Oliver told him.
Harry's meaty paw closed around that delicate looking cock and he took it into his mouth. Zack sighed as Harry worked his thin spear right into the back of his throat. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced before and soon he climbed up onto the settee, putting himself between Oliver and Harry, and started face fucking the older stud. Harry's hands clung onto Zack's tight little ass as the horny raver fucked his wand of man flesh into his throat. It felt so raw, and so good, and when Zack suddenly withdrew, leaving a trail of joy juice across his tongue, Harry knew why Zack had hardly lasted five minutes. That was definitely one of the disadvantages of youth, Harry decided.
'Hey Harry, me next.' Jamie called out.
That was so typical of Jamie and Zack, Oliver thought to himself. They were always the first to criticize, but once the group had decided that Harry was okay they wanted to be the first in on the action. Harry cupped his right hand around Jamie's big spunk bags and guided that creamy pale cut head into his mouth. He then took the twink's root into the back of his throat until his lips were touching his ginger pubes. Jamie sighed as the experienced older stud worked his magic on his cock. Harry's large hands tugged at Jamie's tight little ass cheeks and stroked his smooth thighs. Oliver knelt at Harry's side, stroking his back and tickling his low hanging balls. Every now and then he would slide a hand up into Harry's hairy crack and send a shiver of delight through the older man.
