Steve and I were on the bed, covered in spunk, gasping for breath. We both turned towards the door finding three of our fellow residents standing there, fisting their huge pricks.

I was the first to speak. "Holy shit, guys! Don't waste that precious cum! Come over here and let me and Steve work those loads out!"

John, Sam and Scott looked at each other sheepishly. John became the spokesman for the group saying, "Well, God-- we're not homos like you two lovebirds. We just got hot watching you get off."

I replied, somewhat coyly, "Well, sure. But you seemed to really enjoy it judging from what's all over my floor, man!"

With that, all three shucked what remained of their clothing, closed the door, and sat next to each other on the bed. Steve looked at me, I looked at him, and we both dove into two laps. I sucked John's root to the base and he grabbed my head and began pulling my ears and hair. I glanced sideways and saw that Steve was giving admirable service to Sam who had thrown his head back and was moaning in pleasure. Scott appeared to be content to watch as he had his fist wrapped around his throbbing cock, precum leaking from the slit like water from a leaky faucet.

The sucking got intense. Steve and I were milking these two magnificent cocks for all they were worth, bouncing up and down and fondling balls as we went. I began to feel that Scott might need some attention, so I moved over and swallowed him to the hilt. He screamed in ecstasy and pushed my head down further. I sucked for all it was worth, while at the same time running my hands over his chest. His broad and smooth pectoral muscles caused my hands to sing with rejoicing in having found such a splendid example of young manhood.

There was little noise as the sucking continued. I was just about to start wondering what had happened to John when I felt a tentative lick on my cockhead. I looked down to find John laying on his back, his lips wrapped around my cockhead, bluntly and inexperiencedly sucking me off. I pushed my cock further into his mouth as he muffled a groan. His left hand was busy pumping his rockhard prick and his other hand found the entrance to my asschute. Tentatively at first, then boldly, he stuck his index finger up my chute and prodded around inside. When his finger reached and caressed my prostrate gland, I immediately filled his mouth with my sweet nectar. He swallowed quickly, and as I looked down again, I saw that he had managed to grab almost the entire load, only a trickle escaped from his mouth. Watching his hand flail on his rod made me feel guilty, so I stopped sucking Scott and turned and sat right down on John's prick. He moaned in delight and began humping his hips upward, meeting every downward plunge of my tight moist ass. We were oblivious to the other guys as we met in a frenzied cadence that defied all logic and fucked with everything we had. I was quickly rewarded with blast after blast of hot searing cum shooting deep within me. As his cum subsided, I fell of him and lay on the floor trying to catch my breath.

Steve and the others had watched our fucking with great interest. Steve, apparently eager to plugged again, yelled, "Somebody