He greeted me as I walked in, naked as usual. He kissed me passionately. I kicked off my shoes and reached to take off my shirt. He stopped me. He walked over to the entryway table and grabbed the blindfold sitting there. As he approached, I smiled and said, "What the....." He held up a finger in a "shush" motion, walked behind me and tied the blindfold firmly over my eyes.
He grabbed my hand and led me into the living room. He pulled my shirt over my head, unbuttoned my jeans and slowly pulled them down to my ankles. I stepped out of them, leaving me completely naked and exposed. My hands and legs trembled a bit with anticipation. He stood in front of me, grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me into him as he devoured my mouth. Our cocks were pressed together and he grinded against me as he continued to explore my mouth with his lips and his tongue.
He walked behind me and ran his hands over my ass. I heard a jar open and he pushed me slightly forward as he reached inside my crack with a modest amount of lubrication. He ran his fingers up and down my crack, probing my hole each time he found it. Then he inserted a finger gently. I gasped. He probed me and ran his finger in a circular motion as I leaned over more and spread my legs further to give him better access. He inserted a second finger and then a third, continuing to finger fuck me and work them in a circular motion, loosening me for his and my enjoyment.
He removed his fingers but remained behind me. I stood upright with my cock fully erect and throbbing. I grabbed it and gently stroked myself. I felt him grab the blindfold and slowly begin to untie it. My heart was beating out of my chest as I continued to slowly stroke my cock.
The blindfold fell from my face. I looked ahead and was almost floored in shock. I was standing in the middle of an arc of four chairs, with three men sitting naked in front of me, their cocks at full attention. It hit me that they had all just witnessed me being violated by my friend. I was stunned. Feelings of embarrassment, humiliation and anger washed over me. My heart was pounding out of my chest. My instinct was to storm out of the room; but I realized my cock was throbbing and was so hard it ached. So I looked up at the men, reached for my own cock and slowly stroked myself. Within thirty seconds, I edged and had to stop for fear I would explode.
The room remained silent. I didn't know what to do, so I just stood there and stared at each of their cocks. They were of varying sizes, all of them nicely shaped. One guy was shaved. Two were trimmed tightly. For some reason, I found it hard to look into their eyes.