Touch

I should have turned back, but the intrigue was too much. It would have been too much for anyone really. Sure this might be normal for some, but this was a new experience for Carlos. As he stood outside flat 11 on the 9th floor.

He had already knocked, and was just waiting for the door to be opened. Things seemed to be taking forever. Carlos kept looking around him, as if someone would see him, and knew what he was doing. Of course, they wouldn’t. He didn’t live here. It didn’t mean they had seen many people like him coming and from number 11. Not a moment too soon, or Carlos would have tuned for the lift and gone home, the door was opened. 

Standing in the doorway Xavier, the flats owner. He was a man of average height, but very wide and had a large round and firm muscular frame. He was wearing a very tight light green vest, with a pattern of eggplant emojis. He wore light ashy grey jogging bottoms, and a pair white trainer socks. His arms and shoulder looked like he was put together using the roundest of shapes, and hard rocks. His skin was soft bronze and he had a dark close cropped beard. With his near white gleaming teeth  from the welcoming smile he was giving Carlos. ‘I didn’t know this was my office,’ said Xavier, in a mock tone, ‘but come on in any way.’ He stepped aside, and let Carlos cross the threshold. He then asked politely for his guest to take off his trainers, then led him down a very short hall into a living area. 

Carlos admired the soft colours of the flat’s walls. They were soft sea foam green on the walls. He noticed the artwork on the walls. They were all men. Topless and half naked men. Some were cartoonish, with stylish vivid colours to them. Some were black and white photos.  caught Carlos’ eye, it was a sketch of a man leaning on bed, with his very obvious erection showing in the briefs he was wearing. 

Carlos' eye finally focused on the other men in the room. Which he had expected of course, he had been informed beforehand. He just didn’t expect there to be so many. Including himself, there were six men who had joined the afternoon's activities. He looked around them all. They were all of various ages, and body types. Carlos suddenly felt better. He hoped there wasn’t anyone else that was going to join, as there would not be enough space. Unless, that was going to be the point. Carlos felt his stomach move 

‘Since we’re all here,’ said Xavier, cutting into Carlos’ thoughts. ‘Everyone, this is Carlos, a guy from work.’ They were all very warm and welcoming in greeting. It was hard for him to believe what they were going to do. ‘Well, since everyone knows everyone, let me introduce you.’

Xavier took Carlos around the guests in this home. There was Leon who was a large pale man, with a grey and white goatee. With a high hair line, and a large ball spot in the centre of his head. He wore a short sleeve blue check shirt, and a pair of dark blue trousers. He was sitting on a two seater sofa next to another man. 

The man sitting next to him was  a slim Asian man, called Scott. He had a very clear and smooth face. His hair was thick and dark. He wore a Tottenham home shirt and dark wash jeans with his white ankle socks crossed over his legs. Two other men in the room were sitting on the corner sofa, at opposite ends. The first was a plate skinned red headed guy, and had a matching well kept side fade, his name was Link. He was just in a pair of grey jogging shorts. So his torso and abs were on display. He was slim, but had a lot of muscle definition on his body and arms, not as much as Xavier, but very much there well defined. The way he was sitting, there was a large patch of red hair on his lower abdomen leading down into his shorts. 

On the other side there was a young looking South Asian man, his name was Matthew. He had Xxx skin tone, His hair was  short and dark, that was sticking up and going in different directions. He wore a black gym shark top and matching very short gym shorts, and completed his look with long white sport socks with two black stripes on the shins. 

After being introduced to the guys Carlos looked at his wardrobe. Taking into consideration  what his host was wearing, he wondered if he shouldn’t have dressed so dull. He wore a royal blue jumper, with white t-shirt under that. While also wearing black jeans, and polka dot socks. Concealed under his jeans he had decided to wear a pair of designer grey Boss briefs he owned. As he thought it might look better than trunks. 

Carlos was instructed to take a seat next to Link, while Xavier took the seat next to Carlos, then Xavier picked up his iPad off the coffee table. Then a subtle music started to play. Giving the ambiance of a coffee shop, it wasn’t intrusive, it was a mood setting, with its soft tone and instruments. 

‘Since it’s your first time, why don’t you select what we start with,’ said Xavier, thrusting the iPad into Carlos’ hands. ‘Just select anything on there and it will come on the tv.’ 

Carlos looked around the room, and could feel a wetness in a number of places around his body. Everyone was looking at him. Their faces seem calm and inquisitive. Carlos really didn’t want this power. However, it felt rude to not choose, as he was asked by the host. 

Looking down at the iPad, Carlos could say various different folders, labeled; solo, gang bangs, group, MMF, trans, dom/sub, white Boys fucked, public. There were more, but these were the ones in Carlos’s field of vision. He didn’t know about this many levels of diversity of videos existed, Nor did he know how or where all of this was being stored. Feeling the eyes on him drilling into his mind, he just needed to make a decision. He went into the solo folder, and then there were so many different folders here too; long strokes, gooning, multi shots, RLGL. Deciding quickly before he could think about the folders, he went into long strokes, and just licked on one the first video his eyes fell one. 

‘I like this guy,’ said Leon, ‘Nice and quick decider you’ve brought us.’ 

Carlos had realised he had decided too quickly. He should have thought about his decision as now there was a video of a slim man with abs and a large sleeve tattoo on his right arm, sitting on an arm chair playing with his hard cock inside of his white briefs. 

Xavier had opened a draw on the side of his coffee table. He pulled a couple of small brown bottles and placed them on the table. Then he pulled out a small bottle of a clear liquid with a  pump on top. Then pulled out another that was the same size, but a creamy white colour. 

‘The beat is on,’ said Xavier, and Carlos felt him arm and wet under the arms. ‘Settle in and enjoy.’ 

After a moment Carlos finally stopped thinking about what he had done, right or wrong, and looked around at the men he was in the room with. They were not paying attention to him, they were paying attention to the video that was playing. While also, paying attention to what was under their pants. As all except Xavier had their hand down their bottoms, and their hands were moving in a back and forth motion. Carlos realsied, they weren’t here to watch the new guy, they were here to enjoy this moment together. 

As this was what Carlos had been thinking about for such a long time, he decided he might as well join in. He reached into his jeans, and tried to rub himself, but as he was wearing a belt, and the jeans were a little too tight, he needed to undo them. He undid his belt, and unbuttoned his jeans, allowing himself more room to maneuver in his briefs. Being in the moment he decided to carry on like he was doing this at home.

Watching the video was doing it for Carlos. He always enjoyed the way some of these guys would stoke themselves. Forehand, backhand, squeeze and release. The guy on screen had put his hand in a circle with his thumb and index finger, slowly teasing his helmet. Carlos made a note to try that later on. For the moment he would just settle for rubbing himself, till he woke up, and ready for a bit more action. 

Carlos noticed that Xavier had yet to touch himself. His hands were stretched out wide, resting on the back of the sofa. Carlos felt like he needed to fix his face, as he looked. It looked like he was judging. He did however look down and saw that Xavier was enjoying himself. As all the material in the crouch was pointing to the sky. 

Why hadn’t touched himself? Carlos thought. 

Carlos moved his eyes very carefully, and tried not to move his head, as he looked at the other men in the room. They had all woken up, as their fast little strokes in their pants and bottoms had changed to slower shallower strokes. Looking at the men, Carlos felt himself sturdier and full in his hand. Additionally, feeling a wetness on his fingers. 

As Carlos was looking in  the direction of Leon and Scott towards the left side of the room, a sudden movement to his left pulled away his attention. He turned instinctively. He saw that Xavier had moved his arms from the back of the sofa, and pulled down the bottoms he was wearing. Allowing himself to be free. Xavier’s cock was now on show. He had parted his legs, and was spreading them so wide his knee now made contact with Carlos’. As for Xavier’s genitals, they were very awake. He was no longer than an iPhone, but his girth was as thick as a drain pipe. This helmet was a burnt pink colour and deeply protruded from under his foreskin. While his whole member was a deep sepia colour, Surrounded by thick dark dense hairs. 

Xavier began to stoke himself nice and quick. Making some gasping noises. Which everyone turned to see. Then continued to stoke himself from base to shaft. Accumulating all the liquid from his tip to all over his cock. Making it turn shiny in the light, and made the job of stoking seem effortless. 

The bell had been rung, and everyone else in the room had decided to pull down or take off their bottoms. Now had a better access to themself, and really could get into what they were doing. 

Leon had removed his jeans entirely, leaving them in a heap next to him. He was sitting bare assed on the sofa. From Carlos’ point of view he couldn’t see Leon’s dick, all he could see was a lot of hair around his thighs, and pubic region. 

Scott had pulled down his jeans and underwear down to his knees. As Carlos could see the jeans, and the red underwear crumpled together like a crisp packet. He had spread his legs so wide so it was quite easy to see his dick without having to really look. From the way he was stroking himself, it seemed to be curved, sending Scott's hand to do a semi circle motion. The full motion of the stroke was slow and deliberate. With every stroke creating a large mass of skin to form on top. Engulfing the head, and creating a game of peek a boo. 

Link to Carlo’s left, was now naked. The shorts had fallen where they had been pulled down. He sat with his legs close together. While his balls were sitting comfortably on the top of his thighs. His cock size was half way between the two other men Carlos had seen. It was slightly smaller, and three quarts of the girth. However, unlike the others he went from stomach to base with nothing in between. Which was easy to see as was only a sprinkling of fine low trimmed red hair. 

Matthew had also for the bottoms off approach. However, he still wore his t-shirt and the long socks. Creating an odd block of colours. He sat low on the sofa. Both his legs at 90 degrees angle, and legs parted evenly, allowing his long cock to stand like a tower in the distance. As he was thrusting himself into his closed first. With every thrust allowed Carlos to see the same level of dark pubic hair. 

He had to. He knew he had to. 

Everyone had gotten themselves out. Carlos needed not to be shy now. Before he could think about it too much. He decided to pull off his bottoms. While he was at it, he decided to pull off his jumper, but he made a miscalculation. In doing everything in a very fast and hasty way, he pulled the t-shirt off well. As they seemed to have bonded, with the sweat that had been leaking out of his body. He was now naked in some guy's home. Well, he did have his bottoms around his ankles. He steadied his breathing, and calmly just dropped his top bundle behind him. Hoping he looked ‘cool’ in the process. Then he lifted his legs out of his jeans and briefs , and now was in his black and white polka dot socks.

For second, all Carlos could hear was himself breathing so loudly. Then he heard a slight thumping in his ears. Then a moment later, all the sounds in the room came back. The soft music, which now seemed a lot quieter, the video seemed to be louder somehow. The loudest sound however, was the fapping of everyone stoking. The loudest was Link next to him. He had just squirted some of the creamy coloured liquid, and was rubbing it on his cock. Getting it very wet and shiny. 

For a second, Carlos was going to grab for the bottle to get himself nice and wet. He was distracted by Xavier taking his vest off, and dropping behind him. Revealing massive pecks and a very flat stomach. All of which was covered in dark body hair, ever so slightly. 

Scott learned forward and took one of the small brown bottles off the table. While still stoking himself and watching from the corner of his eye, Carlos saw Scott open the bottle, then hold it to his nose and close his eyes. Once he was done, he held it underneath Leon’s noise for a long time. Causing Leon head shake,and exhale loudly when he was done. 

Carlos had never had poppers before, but knew he’d like to try. He was unsure if he wanted to lube up first. The choice however, was taken away from him. 

Link had leaned over, with his greasy, lubed up hand, and was now stoking Carlos dick. Carlos half jumped as this was not expecting it. He wasn’t even sure if he wanted to. Maybe he had too much lube, thought Carlos. It had been about thirty seconds and Link was still going. 

Suddenly, Carlos felt like he was on fire. Even though he was naked, he felt he needed to take off his skin. Or at the very least, tell Link to stop. 

‘This good?’ Link asked, with a strong Scottish accent. 

What would have been good asking me before you touched me, thought Carlos. 

‘Um…yeah…bro,’ is what actually came out of Carlos’ mouth. 

‘Cool,’ said Link, now squeezing Carlos’ harder as he stroked him. ‘You’ve got a beautiful cock man!’ 

‘Thanks,’ Carlos said quickly, and with a somewhat squeaky voice. 

For a few moments Carlos wasn’t sure if he was meant to be stoking Link back. He didn’t want to. He hoped Link knew that. He should really say something. He didn’t. He just closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure, and compliment.

The women Carlos had been with, had never stoked him like this. It was always a lazy hand job. Loose grip, quick strokes and no compliment. The way Link was stoking, felt so good. Link obviously had a lot of practice. Link was now back hand stoking his slippery meat, the lube making strokes easier, and possibly a bit of Carlos’ own fluids. Making him get off from waves of pleasure. 

‘Do you remember what I told you,’ said a voice in Carlos’ ear, a warm breath lingering on his ear. He opened his eyes to see Xavier right next to him.

There suddenly was mental whiplash in Carlos’ head. As he was trying to remember what he spoke to Xavier about, while enjoying the best hand job he had ever had. 

Carlos thought back to last Tuesday. When he had met Xavier outside of their office He said he was going for a coffee. When in truth he was meeting with a guy who worked in HR.

‘You ever baited with a group before?’ asked Xavier as they stood just outside the coffee shop. 

‘Not yet,’ said Carlos, looking at his shoes. 

‘Well I’m having a sesh this Sunday if you want to join.’ 

Carlos did know he was there yet. 

‘No pressure, just a couple of guys, some porn maybe toys, and we’ll just stroke and cum, till we can’t no more.’

It seemed simple, but what if people from work found out? 

‘Okay,” said Carlos. 

‘Great!’ Xavier beamed, ‘just so you know anything you're not comfortable with just say no thanks, we can sometimes get a little handsy.’ 

‘Okay.’ 

‘Also, if you're up for it we can just do that thing you want to do.’ 

Oh! That was what he was talking about. Did he want to do it now? It was a bit much, Just like getting naked with a group of strangers. So was letting a man wank you off. 

‘Let’s do it,’ said Carlos. 

‘Great,’ said Xavier. He stood up and picked up the bottle of lube that Link had been using. ‘Stand up.’ He instructed as he put lube on his cock. 

Carlos felt the warm feeling on his cock disappear, and stood up. Standing in front of Xavier naked did indicate how much bigger he was, in width and length. With Xavier’s left hand he trapped Carlos’ still slippery cock and placed it under his. Looking down, Carlos couldn't see his, under Xavier’s. Then with Xaiver’s right hand over both their cocks, started stoking. 

There was a lot of friction between their two cocks, but Xavier was keeping in a good hand on the situation. Carlos was feeling a strong sensation in his cock as he felt himself rub against the tick cock above. With every vein creating a new sensation,every time it bumped and ground against Xavier’s thick and heavy dick

Carlos didn’t know when, but at some point Xavier had stopped stroking. Carlos was now fucking his cock against the other other,  and with Xavier’sfirm grip it felt amazing. Every time he went back then forth his head rubbing against the skin, it sent chills down his cock and up his spine. He felt powerful, and his cock was a beast. It felt too good. 

‘I’m gonna cum,’ said Carlos in a loud whisper. 

As soon as he announced this, Xavier had pulled away. Unknown to Carlos he had also been keeping in his hand on the underside of his cock. So when the intensity stopped, there was still a minor stimulation. Just enough to get him over the finish line. 

He felt the pressure build in his prick.  He could feel it inside and out of his dick. He felt a pulsing energy rise in waves. Till suddenly everything was moving together. He felt a sharp sudden pain on the tip of his cock as he shot his load. Then three more quick shots followed, also causing a little pain as they shot. Then suddenly he felt a great sense of ease and release. As he felt the last of his seamen dribble out of his cock, and felt the warm ness of it run down his fingers before hearing its splat on the hard wood floor. 

Carlos could hear his breathing so loudly in his ears. As well as the loud thuds of his heart. Slowly the sounds lessened, till he could hear the sound of the video, then music, finally everything blending into itself. He shivered then looked around the room, and felt his stomach fall out. 

Opening his eyes wide, he was able to survey what was going on in the room. Xavier was still standing next to him, and still playing with himself. Leon had opened his shirt, and was now pinching his left nipple, and stroking himself in the other. Next to him Scott was squeezing the head of his penis. Making a clear liquid just ooze out like honey. Matthew had changed position, was sitting up more, and now stoking instead of thrusting. Link on the other hand had just been watching since he finished playing with Carlos, as his hands were firmly on his knees, and his face inches away from Carlos right butt cheek. 

‘I’m sorry,’ said Carlos quickly. 

‘Don’t be,’ said Xavier, leading down and giving Carlos a quick peck on the forehead. ‘That’s why I have hard floors, easy to clean. Anyway, that's what we're here to do.’ 

‘I should go,’ said Carlos, bending down to pick up his bundle of jeans and underwear. 

‘You sure,’ said Xavier, taking back his seat. ‘We’re going to be going for another few hours. I’m really close to nut number one.’ 

Carlos froze. He was being asked to stay. Could he shoot another load? Not like the last at the very least. 

‘I mean you haven’t gone down yet.’

Carlos looked down at his uncut penis. He indeed was still at half mast. Normally it would be shrivelled and redacted by now. 

‘I’ll get Link to suck my nips, while you finish me off.’ 

Link moved next to Xavier, ready and willing to do what had been suggested. 

Carlos suddenly felt a large pain inside, outside and all over his penis. He was full erect again.