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Joey's body tingled from the warm sensation engulfing his ear as well as the feel of the strong body pushed up against him. His mind raced at the thought of who it could be. Joey certainly did not recognize the husky voice.
When he tried to turn to see who his secret admirer was, he was held firm and unable to turn. He allowed himself to melt into submission to whomever it was.
In a gravelly flirty voice, he asked, "And what do you want to do to me?" His mind raced at the possibilities.
"Oh pretty boy, you'll soon find out." the deep voice informed him as the world around him went dark.
The man put a hood over Joey's head and lead him through the crowd. Joey willingly followed the man while hearing the people he passed whooping and whistling. He could feel his tight faded jeans attempting to restrain his cock's stiffening, but they were failing.
That wasn't very far. Joey thought to himself when the man stopped and pushed his top half down to a flat surface. He felt hands running across his covered ass and down between his legs. When they got low enough, his legs were forced apart.
The unknown man's hands traced back up the inseam of his pants until they tapped firmly against his balls. There was a small flash of pain that made Joey yelp. The man behind him let out a low growl in response to Joey squirming.
"Ya like that pretty boy?" Joey heard the unknown man ask in a manner that was more of an observation.
Joey, completely intrigued by the direction this interaction seemed to be going didn't respond to the man. The tap to his nuts got a little harder causing him to wince a little under the pressure and squeal a little louder. The stranger laughed at his discomfort.
The man's foot moved Joey's legs back together just before Joey pulled back up, standing straight. He felt fingers fumbling with his top button, then zipper just before his pants were pulled down to his ankles. He was forced back down against the flat surface.
He could hear a couple of others shuffling around nearby. He guessed they were spectators to the erotic show. Joey was even more turned on by the idea of people watching him getting used. What he had not thought about yet, was that anyone at the party that wanted to was watching, which was likely everyone.
Since waking up underneath Tre, Joey was constantly pushing the limits of his mind on how he could rebel against his own fear of his new budding sexual identity. His body count in the last twenty-four hours had already equaled the last four years of his life. Each new sensation led him to search out the next new sensation.
Joey was laid out over a picnic table just to the right of the fire. His naked bottom half was exposed to all who looked. The flames lit his pale ass cheeks in an orangish hue.
He felt a stinging smack against his bare ass making him cry out against the pain. As his reflex made him try to arch up, however, a set of hands pushed him back to the table. He moaned at the pressure placed on his shoulders, holding him down. His mind was in fight or flight as adrenaline burned through his veins.
His ass cheeks were spread apart, revealing his clean hole to the world. Joey tried to wiggle under the pressure, but he didn't really want to be released. This new thing brought new curiosities and new turn-ons. This one so far was the best.
The unfamiliar voice was close to his hooded ear when Joey was told that he was about to be fucked by a real man. He turned his head so he was facing the direction he assumed the voice was coming from. "A real man huh?" Joey chuckled sarcastically. "We'll see about that!" He was hoping to push the mystery man into a frenzy while he fake struggled and talked back.
"We got a feisty one here boys!" The voice called out. Laughs were coming from around Joey in response. It's working! Joey thought as he felt something wet and warm land in the cleft of his ass.
The man spit into Joey's crack and spread the liquid around his hole before forcing a thick finger inside him. "You got a tight little pussy boy!" The voice bellowed.
Joey growled at the welcome intrusion. It was a little rough, not enough lubricant but Joey arched up when the finger impaled him. His cock jumped from the tingling burn around his hole.
Joey was enjoying playing helpless with the man. He attempted to struggle a little more, but the idea of being taken out of his own control was thrilling him. God why did I hate this part of me? had been running through his mind almost on repeat since waking up this morning.
The man withdrew his sausage-like finger and spit one more time on Joey's hole and circled his ring forcing more moaning to leak out of Joey's mouth. He pushed his ass up to offer the man better access to his entrance.
Joey felt the head of a cock pushing at him. Trying to forcefully enter his center. Joey held his breath and pushed back helping the tool to breach his ring. Both the stranger and Joey made sounds as the man filled him.
Another set of hands made contact with Joey's skin. They were softer and smoother than the scratchy hands that initially rubbed down his legs. A third person Joey thought briefly before all thoughts were ripped from his mind except the stranger bottoming out inside him and hitting something he hadn't felt before.
There was an odd feeling driving through Joey's body when whoever was fucking him hit that resistance. It felt amazing but kind of hurt at the same time. "Ahh!" Joey cried out the first time and the second time he felt it, drawing laughter from the onlookers. The third time, he felt a pop as the man behind him growled victoriously.
"Now you've been with a man boy!" He grunted. Joey felt the man's body slamming against his own as the man fucked in and out of him, his cock feeling deeper than any he had felt so far. He started to feel that floating sensation as endorphins inevitably pumped into his blood.
Joey grunted against the man behind him. His body was raging with euphoria. He arched his back, pushing his ass higher. The change in angle of the man penetrating him rubbed against his prostate sending waves of pleasure running through him. Joey moaned uncontrollably as his body shook from the thrusting force into him.
The man behind him would grunt with every inward stroke, using Joey's hips to drive himself in deep and hard. He would pull his cock out, leaving Joey gaping and empty before forcing every inch of himself back into Joey. Whimpers were fucked out of Joey with every inch of the man's long smooth shaft sliding through his entrance.
The man behind Joey began to make shallower, faster jabs inside him and grunted feverishly as his movements became imbalanced. Joey felt him push himself in deep one last time before the man started to shake. Then the fucking restarted.
Joey felt warm juices fill his center before being pulled out as the man milked himself empty with Joey's hole. Then the cock pulled out, leaving an emptiness he didn't like before the cool night air sent a chill across his bare skin.
There was some shuffling before Joey felt another hard cock press against his skin in search of the entrance into Joey's core. This cock was a little smaller and slid into him effortlessly after being reamed and lubed by whoever the first man was.
He was gentler than the first. Moving in and out slow and rhythmic. He moaned early and erotically as he pushed in and out of Joey. The change was pleasant, soft, and gentle.
Joey liked the slow smooth movement against him. It was almost passionate as the man fucked him. His hands weren't locked into Joey's hips, one was put at the small of Joey's back. The other held Joey's side. Joey whimpered against the gentle touch.
He never spoke, the only sounds the second man made were moans and grunts while his cock continued to invade Joey's cavity. His hands moved slowly and softly along Joey's body raising goosebumps across his skin.
The passion that Joey felt coming from the man put him in a completely different state of ecstasy. Joey moved a hand behind him and touched the man's side. His skin was smooth, he could feel the constriction of muscles as the second man fucked into him and back out.
From behind him, Joey heard the man exhale loudly from his touch. Joey continued to trace the man's shape as far as his hand could reach with only his fingertips and back down bringing more sighs from his secret lover.
"Oh Fuck!" Joey heard the man whisper, the hushed voice was just on the edge of familiar.
The whispering voice caught Joey's attention. "You feel amazing!" Joey followed being completely honest because it did feel amazing. Over the last few days, Joey had fucked and sucked several men. But this felt more like lovemaking to him. He felt something inside himself shift. Something warm filled his heart.
He heard the man behind him cry out in confession of his orgasm as his movement quickened. The hood was quickly pulled from Joey's head revealing the audience of about eight guys around him watching with saucer-like eyes and open mouths.
He looked around at several men watching him being taken. He felt a flash of something he recognized as shame. He had transitioned from a hot nasty fuck to someone seemingly making love to him. His own emotions were all over the place.
His thoughts were stopped when the man behind him thrust deep into him and growled. Joey looked back to see Tre's face crunched up, his eyes were closed as he filled Joey with his cum. He flashed back to this morning and understood what he must have missed the night before.
Tre's strokes remained slow as he pumped himself into Joey, his fingers pressed tight into Joey's skin. A calm settled over Joey when Tre was revealed. He raised his body off of the table and tried to reach for Tre. The intimacy of the moment overwhelmed him.
Tre's strength held him with his arms extended but not flat against the hard surface. Joey didn't struggle against Tre, he didn't think the moment called for struggle. He let Tre finish emptying himself and when Tre was finished, his grip on Joey loosened so Joey was able to stand. He turned his body to face Tre smiling.
With Tre's face shadowed by the fire behind him, Joey couldn't make out any expression. Confusion fell over Joey as he felt awkward by the change in energy. Tre's posture looked so serious, almost uncomfortable, confusion whipped away any comforting feelings.
Tre didn't say anything before pulling his shorts up, turning, and waking away leaving Joey even more confused. He tried to follow after Tre but realized his pants were holding his feet from moving as he struggled to stay upright.
Joey quickly pulled his jeans up. He looked around at the spectators and felt humiliated in front of half a dozen strangers for a second before he chased after Tre.
"Tre! Wait up!" Joey called to figure moving with haste towards the back door.
Tre never looked back
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What do you think clicked in Joey?
What was the reason Tre acted so strangely?