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I had just moved to Atlanta and also just started working at a new job.  I
knew no one and the studio apartment that I lived in was not in a very good
area, so when a salesman in my new office suggested he come by my apartment
for a drink I never thought it out of the ordinary.

   When he arrived at 6 p.m.  on Friday night I felt a little akward, but
mainly because there was so little room in my apartment.  I had a hot
plate, a kitchen table with one chair and a bed.  Aside from that there was
only the small bathroom and a sink and small refrigerator next to the
kitchen table that was supposed to be a kitchenette.

   I poured Alan, a drink and sat on the bed while Alan drank his scotch
while sitting on the chair a foot away from me.  He asked me questions
about work and where I was from originally and about any new friends I
might have in the city, which I had none.

   I didn't know Alan's age, but I figured he was about 20 years older than
my 22 years.  I got up and poured us another scotch and when I came back I
noticed that he was also sitting on the bed.  I didn't say anything and
handed him his drink.  I sat back down on the bed next to him and that was
when I noticed that I was beginning to get an erection.  Since I was in
rather tight jeans, it was very noticable.  Alan continued to talk, about
what I don't know, but as he talked he put his hand on my thigh and started
rubbing my leg and upper thigh.  By this time my erection was throbbing and
I didn't stop him from what he was doing.

   He pulled the zipper down on my jeans and undid the belt buckle.  It was
as if I was paralyzed and I could do nothing.  My mind was screaming that I
had never been with a man and had never thought about it, but I was also
curious about what was going to happen next.

   Since I wore no underwear, my erection popped to attention the moment my
jeans were lowered.  Alan stopped talking and pulled jeans completely off,
leaving me in my shirt, shoes and socks.

   When his hand touched my erection I thought I would cum immediately.  It
had been several months since I had been with my ex-girlfriend (we had
broken up when I moved to Atlanta from North Carolina).  Alan didn't speak
a word as he got down between my legs and his lips engulfed my 6 inch
erection.  I was embarrassed to watch, and lowered my body back onto the
bed as he did an excellent job of sucking my cock.  I then felt his wet
index finger, that must have been coated with his saliva, slip between the
cheeks of my ass.  I was surprised that I lifted my ass off the bed to
allow him access, although I had never had anything inserted in my ass
before this moment.

   He was very gentle as he slowly inserted the index finger into my anus
and continued to suck me.  Once his finger was completely inside me he
began a fucking motion with his finger and this was too much for me and I
came hard in his mouth.  I felt I had blacked out from the force of it and
when I opened my eyes I saw Alan kneeling on the bed between my legs with
his pants around his ankles.  His 7 inch erection had precum dripping from
it and there was lust in his eyes.

   He said nothing as he rolled me over onto my stomach and half lifted me
until I was on my hands and knees on the bed.  He slowly inserted his cock
into my anus which had been somewhat loosened up by his finger.  It hurt,
but I said nothing as he slipped into me.  When he was all the way in he
stayed still as I got used to the feeling.  He pushed my head down into the
pillow so that my ass was sticking up in the air and he slowly began
fucking my ass.

   The pain subsided and I felt myself with another erection.  When Alan
heard me moan, he picked up the pace and began slamming into my ass.  I
couldn't believe how hard I was and before long I was squirting my cum onto
the blanket of the bed.  I felt Alan grab my hips and plunge one last time
and felt the warmness of his cum fill my bowels.

   Alan rolled off me and went to the bathroom while I just laid there
feeling his cum leak from my ass and roll down my thighs.  My mind was
whirling as I thought about what had just happened and the reprecussions of
it.

   I heard Alan enter the bedroom but I didn't look at him.  I felt his
weight on the bed and heard him putting on his pants.  I was confused and
didn't know how to react, so I just laid there.  He got up, walked to the
door and let himself out without saying a word.

   I didn't hear from Alan on the weekend and my stomach was churning when
I went to work on Monday morning.  Alan avoided eye contact with me for the
first half of the day, but at noon he came up and asked me if I wanted to
join him for lunch.  I wanted to say no, but found me nodding my head
affirmatively.

   I couldn't believe it, but at lunch he made no referrence to what had
happened Friday night and we just ate our sandwiches while he talked about
various people from work.  After lunch we went back to work and I felt even
more confused by the events that had just transpired.

   At 5 o'clock Alan again came up to me and said that a few of the men
from work like to go to a local pub after work and asked if I cared to join
them.  Again I wanted to decline but found myself nodding my head in an
affirmative manner.

   When I got to Murphy's bar I found Alan sitting at a table with four
other men from work whom I did not know.  Alan scooted his chair to allow
me to pull up a chair and sit next to him.  I was very nervous, not only
because I didn't know anyone else there but also because I didn't know how
much Alan had told these men about what had transpired between us on Friday
night.

   The group talked about the Atlanta Falcons and football in general for
about a half hour.  I was on my third drink when I felt a hand on my thigh.
My reaction was the same as it had been on Friday night with Alan.  I
responded with an immediate erection.  I thought it was Alan's hand that
was carressing my thigh, but when I looked down I saw that while Alan was
sitting on my right, the hand carressing my thigh belonged to George, the
man sitting to my left.

   Again I was at a loss as to what to do.  I didn't want to make a scene
because I was afraid that this man already knew what had transpired between
Alan and I and would tell everyone at the table and in the bar so I kept
quiet and allowed the man to move his hand higher up my leg until he was
groping my erection.  I avoided eye contact with George, but looked over at
Alan and saw him grinning as he watched what George was doing.

   "We work too hard for our money to blow it all here," Alan announced to
the table, "what say we go back to my place where the drinks are cheaper?"

   Everyone agreed with this idea and before I knew it everyone had thrown
money on the table to pay the bill.

   "This is my treat" Alan smiled at me as he threw money down for my
drinks.

   As we walked to the parking lot Alan turned to me and asked,

   "You can follow us in your car."

   As I drove behind them in my car, I could see the five of them laughing
and joking and occassionally turning around to look at me or make sure that
I was still behind them.  I knew that they must be talking about me and
wondered what compelled me to keep following them.  Alan had surely given
me an opportunity to go home but here I was following them back to his
place to what surely was going to turn into a gangbang.  The thought of
this made the erection in my pants get harder.

   Alan lived in a beautiful house in Buckhead, just outside of Atlanta. 
When I got into the den where everyone was sitting, I noticed that the only
seat available was on a couch between George and another man whose name I
did not know.  I lowered my eyes and sat down between the two of them,
causing a grin to appear on George's face.

   Alan turned on the large screen television and put on a boxing match. 
He asked everyone what they wanted to drink and went to the kitchen to get
them.  Comments were made about the ongoing bout on television and I sat
with my heart pumping wildly awaiting what was to come next.

   When Alan returned with the drinks, George leaned forward to get his
drink and put his hand nonchalantly on my thigh.  Ted, who was sitting on
my other side, did the same.  After they gotten their drinks they left
their hands on my thigh and set their drinks on the coffee table.

   I concentrated on the television screen, but my body deceived me as the
two of them began moving their hands further up my thigh.  I could feel the
blood rush to my face as my erection sprang to life.  When I looked around
the room I noticed that all eyes were on the three of us.  I looked back to
the screen as I felt a pair of hands undoing my belt buckle.  I wanted to
get up and run, but I was paralyzed.

   Alan lit a pipe and I recognized the smell of marijuana as Ted and
George slowly removed my pants and shirt.  As Alan brought the pipe over to
our couch, everyone slid to sit on the floor around the coffee table. 
George unzipped his pants and his erection popped through his fly.  He
gently pulled my head to his lap and for the first time in my life a cock
entered my mouth.

   I felt Ted rubbing my ass and I heard Alan say "Here," and seconds later
a soothing gel was applited to my anus.  I concentrated on trying to do a
good job on sucking on George's cock despite my inexperience.  There was no
sound in the room except for George's heavy breathing, my slurping sounds
and the announcer on the television describing the fight.

   I felt Ted move up on the couch as he pulled me into a doggie style
position.  George's erection popped from my mouth momentarily as I was
placed in position but George moved my head back down to his cock as Ted
slowly began inserting his 6 inch cock into my ass.  I was sore from Friday
night but Ted went slowly and soon was buried to the hilt.  He stayed that
way for a few minutes before starting to fuck me slowly.  This must have
been too much for George as he started humping my mouth and soon I tasted
my first squirt of cum as it splashed against the back of my mouth.

   This triggered my own orgasm and I squirted onto the couch.  George
slowly got up from the couch and another co-worker, Mark sat down in his
place with his erection popping out from his fly.  His was also about 7
inches and I quickly slid it into my mouth as I felt Ted's movements coming
quicker and I knew he was about to cum.  Sure enough, Ted gripped my hips
and I felt his warm juice spread through my bowels.  He withdrew his cock
and I felt Stan, another co-worker take his place.  I felt Stan enter me
slowly and I could tell that he was much larger than Ted.  I tried to
scream, but Mark held my mouth on his cock and my screams were muffled. 
The vibration of the scream around Mark's cock must have been enjoyable as
Mark let out a moan and said, "Damn, do that again, Stan, that felt
incredible."

   Again, Stan pulled out of me and rammed it back home causing a muffled
scream to emit from my mouth.  Mark started thrusting into my mouth as a
flash went off and someone took a picture of the scene.

   "Man, what a tight ass he has," Stan said as he continued to ram into
me. Suddenly he moaned and emptied himself into me.  This was followed by
Mark pulling my head down onto his cock, cauging me to gag.  He shot his
load into my mouth.

   Alan took Stan's place as everyone relaxed and watched the show.  I came
again as Alan was fucking me and someone took a few more pictures.  Alan
came deep in my ass and I collapsed onto the couch with cum dripping from
my ass and my mouth.

   There was another fight taking place on the screen and everyone's
attention was drawn to that as I fell asleep face down on the couch.  I
awoke an hour later to the feeling of Mark slipping his cock into my ass
and the beginning of round 2.






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