The Setup

Liam was 21, slim, smooth, and exactly what most guys on the apps called a “twink.” He’d only been with a few men before, always one at a time. When the profile “Marcus_33” messaged him saying he wanted to fuck a cute younger guy, Liam replied fast.

They texted for two days. Marcus sent a few pics — tall, muscular, thick cock. He was direct.

Marcus: Come over tonight. My place. Just us. I’ll fuck you good.

Liam agreed.

He showed up at the apartment building just after 10 p.m., wearing a tight black t-shirt and shorts. His heart was beating fast as he knocked on the door.

Marcus opened it. He looked even better in person — short beard, broad shoulders, wearing only grey sweatpants that showed a heavy bulge.

“Come in,” Marcus said with a small smile.

Liam stepped inside.

The moment the door closed behind him, he realized something was wrong.

There were four other men already in the living room.

They were sitting on the couch and chairs, drinks in their hands, talking casually. All of them looked up when Liam walked in. One of them was in his forties, another two were around Marcus’s age, and the last one looked like he was in his late twenties. All of them were staring at Liam like he was already naked.

Liam froze.

“Uh… I thought it was just us,” he said quietly, looking at Marcus.

Marcus locked the door.

“It was supposed to be,” he said calmly. “But I decided to invite a few friends. They wanted to meet you too.”

One of the older men chuckled and stood up. He walked over and grabbed Liam’s chin, turning his face left and right like he was inspecting him.

“Cute,” he muttered. “Real cute.”

Liam’s stomach dropped. He took a small step back, but Marcus was already behind him, blocking the door.

“I… I don’t think I want this,” Liam said, voice shaking a little.

Marcus grabbed his wrist, not hard, but firm.

“You already came here,” he said. “And you’re not leaving until we’re done with you.”

Before Liam could reply, the older man grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head. Another man yanked his shorts and underwear down in one rough motion. Liam stood there completely naked in seconds, his small cock already half-hard from nerves and adrenaline.

“On your knees,” Marcus ordered.

Liam hesitated. One of the men grabbed the back of his neck and pushed him down. Liam dropped to his knees on the carpet.

A thick cock was suddenly pushed against his lips. He didn’t even see whose it was. Someone grabbed his hair and forced his mouth open.

“Suck.”

Liam opened his mouth and the cock slid in. It was thick and already leaking. He started sucking, eyes watering as another man grabbed his hand and wrapped it around another cock.

Behind him, someone spread his ass cheeks. A finger pushed into his hole without warning, then another. Liam moaned around the cock in his mouth as they fingered him open.

“Fuck, he’s tight,” someone said.

They didn’t waste time.

Marcus laid down on the floor and pulled Liam on top of him. He spat on his own cock and pushed it into Liam’s ass in one thrust. Liam cried out around the cock that was fucking his throat.

Another man moved behind him and started pushing his cock against Liam’s already stretched hole.

“Two at once,” someone said.

Liam’s eyes widened as the second cock forced its way in alongside Marcus’s. The stretch was intense. He whimpered and drooled around the cock in his mouth while two men started fucking his ass at the same time.

They used him for over an hour.

They took turns fucking his mouth and ass. Sometimes two cocks in his ass, sometimes one in his mouth and one in his hole. They made him ride them, bent him over the couch, and fucked him on the floor. Cum was already leaking out of his ass and dripping down his thighs when the fourth load was pumped inside him.

At one point they had him on all fours in the middle of the room while they took turns. Every time one man finished inside him, another immediately took his place. Liam’s hole was red, puffy, and constantly leaking cum.

Marcus eventually pulled him up by the hair and made him look at the mess between his legs.

“Look at that,” he said. “You came here for one cock and now your ass is full of five loads.”

Liam was too fucked out to answer properly. His voice was hoarse from sucking cock.

One of the men pushed him onto his back on the coffee table and jerked off over his face, adding another load across his lips and cheeks.

When they were finally done, Liam was lying naked on the floor, covered in cum, his hole gaping and leaking. His own small cock had cum on it too — he had come untouched at some point while getting double fucked.

Marcus crouched down next to him and wiped some cum from Liam’s lips with his thumb.

“Next time,” he said, “don’t believe everything you read online.”

He stood up and tossed Liam’s clothes at him.

“Get dressed. We might call you again.”

Liam slowly got up on shaky legs, cum still running down his thighs as he pulled his shorts back on.

He left the apartment without saying a word.

His phone buzzed in his pocket before he even reached the elevator.

It was a message from Marcus.

Marcus: Same time next week?