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with knowing smirks. Alex, standing nearby, caught my gaze, his erection impossible to ignore as Lisa's hand stroked him lightly. "Go on, bitch," she urged, her voice a mix of command and seduction. "Show us what a dirty little queer you can be." My hesitation wavered under their encouragement. Alex was the closest, so Lisa led him in front of me, my heart pounding as Maria knelt beside me. Lisa placed her hand on the back of my head, her fingers firm, and began whispering encouragement. "Go ahead, Mike, just take the tip to see if you'll like it, you slut."

The women's eyes were on me, their murmurs of approval like a warm current. I took a deep breath and leaned forward, my lips brushing the head of Alex's cock. The texture was unfamiliar but not unpleasant—warm, smooth, with a faint salty taste. I mimicked Lisa's technique, my tongue circling the tip, my lips applying gentle pressure. Alex groaned softly, and Maria clapped, her voice bright with excitement. "Look at our little faggot go!" With a little more force, almost unnoticed by me, she offered more encouragement. "See? It's not so bad. Keep going! Just open your mouth a little. Take in the tip, bitch." I reluctantly obeyed, my lips parting as the head slipped inside.

As the tip entered my mouth, Maria's hand pushed me forward, forcing about five inches of Alex's cock into my mouth. I tried to pull back, but her grip held me in place. "Now SUCK! Go on, you know you want to. Here, I'll set the rhythm," she said, her voice commanding as she tugged my hair, moving my head up and down. The initial shock faded, and I began to accept what was happening, the taboo thrill igniting something primal. Lisa and Maria's encouragement grew louder—Lisa's "Yes, just like that, you cock-hungry slut!" and Maria's "You're a natural, faggot!" fueled my confidence. The room grew silent, the guys' eyes wide, their cocks twitching with approval.

"Look at you, Mike," Lisa laughed, her tone mocking. "Pretending to be all straight with Nancy while you're dying for cock. What a pathetic little queer." Maria joined in, her laughter sharp. "Yeah, Nancy thinks you're her man, but you're just a cockslut begging for more dicks." The degradation stung, but it also thrilled me, my cock throbbing harder as I leaned into the role they'd cast me in.

Emboldened by being the center of attention, the thrill of their excitement spurring me on, I took Alex deeper, finding my own rhythm. My tongue swirled around his shaft, exploring the veins, the heat, the pulse. "How's our little bitch taking it, Alex?" Maria asked, her voice dripping with amusement. "Fucking amazing," Alex groaned, his hands in my hair. "He's a natural cocksucker." The praise mixed with degradation pushed me further, and I reveled in it, my lips stretched around him. Suddenly, Greg was next to us. "Look, Mike, another guy wants to have a go," Lisa said, her voice dripping with delight as she pulled me off Alex's cock. I moved to Greg on my own, his thicker shaft a new challenge. His girth stretched my lips, but the women's cheers—"Fuck, Mike, you're such a slut for it!"—kept me going. "How's he handling you, Greg?" Lisa asked, smirking. "Like a greedy faggot," Greg replied, thrusting gently. I was lost in the taboo thrill, their attention making me feel like the star of the show.

Mark stepped forward, his quiet demeanor replaced by a bold edge. "You're doing great, bitch," he said, his voice low and husky. "But let's take it further." Before I could process his words, he guided me to the floor, positioning me on my hands and knees. Lisa knelt beside me, her hand stroking my back, her nails grazing my skin. "You're loving this, aren't you? You love sucking cocks, I can tell," she whispered, her breath hot against my ear. "Let's see what other talents you're hiding. Let's fulfill all your secret desires, you filthy queer." Her words sent a shiver through me, my cock throbbing as I surrendered. I tensed as Mark's fingers, slick with lube, pressed against my tight entrance. The sensation was intense, invasive, but Lisa's soothing voice and Maria's eager encouragement—"You've got this, let go, faggot!"—kept me grounded. Mark was gentle but firm, easing into me as I gasped, the initial discomfort giving way to a strange, overwhelming pleasure. "How's that ass feel, Mark?" Maria asked, her tone wicked. "So fucking tight," Mark grunted, his thrusts steady. The women's cheers grew louder, their hands stroking my shoulders, my ass, guiding me through it as Alex and Greg took turns with my mouth, their cocks sliding past my lips as I moaned around them.

I was lost in it now, the feeling of being used by the group—oral, anal, all of it—igniting a primal hunger. I loved the way they took control, the women's voices urging me on, the men's groans signaling their pleasure. Lisa leaned in, her lips brushing mine as she swapped Alex's precum between us, her tongue dancing with mine. "You're such a dirty little slut, Mike," she purred, her words making my cock twitch. Maria straddled my face, her wetness grounding me as I licked her, her juices mixing with the taste of cock in my mouth. My legs were pushed back toward my head as Mark's thrusts grew steadier, each one sending waves of pleasure through me.

The group shifted, and Tom joined in, his thick cock pressing against my lips as I sucked him eagerly, my hands gripping his thighs. "Look at this cockslut," Maria laughed, her fingers pinching my nipples. "How's he serving you, Tom?" "Like a fucking pro," Tom groaned, his hips rocking. Lisa sat on my face, riding my tongue with abandon, her moans loud as she watched Mark fuck me. "You're our little queer now, Mike," she taunted. "No more pretending with Nancy—you're made for this." The intensity built as Greg's fingers, slick and probing, joined Mark's cock, stretching me further. "Take it all, bitch!" Maria cheered, her hand stroking my cock as I moaned around Tom's shaft. The group's energy was electric, their hands and mouths everywhere, claiming me in every way. I came hard, my body shaking as Lisa's pussy clenched around my tongue, her orgasm triggering mine. Mark followed, his hot release filling me as I gasped, the sensation pushing me into a euphoric haze.

But the night wasn't over. The group repositioned me, my body pliant and eager. Alex took Mark's place, his cock sliding into my now-sensitive ass with a slow, deliberate thrust. Lisa and Maria knelt on either side, their hands roaming my body, their lips whispering filthy encouragement. "You're our little cumslut now, aren't you?" Maria teased, her fingers twisting my nipples. "Beg for more, faggot." I did, my voice hoarse as I pleaded, "Please, more cock," my mouth filled with Greg's shaft again. "How's he taking it, Greg?" Lisa asked, smirking. "Like he was born for it," Greg groaned, thrusting deeper. The guys took turns, each one fucking my mouth or ass, their hands rough but thrilling, their groans music to my ears.

I lost track of time, of who was where, as I surrendered to the group's rhythm. Lisa and Maria orchestrated it all, their voices guiding me through each new sensation. At one point, I was on my back, legs spread wide, as Tom fucked me while Maria sucked my cock, her tongue relentless. Lisa sat on my face, her juices dripping as I licked her to another climax, her moans mingling with the guys' grunts. "Look at this pathetic cockslut," Lisa laughed, her voice sharp. "Pretending to be straight with Nancy while you're gagging for every dick in the room." Maria cackled, "Yeah, you're not fooling anyone, gay-boy. You were born for this."

Tony's parties became a weekly ritual after that night. I'd found something I hadn't expected—a love for being used by hard cocks, giving and receiving them in every way, with Lisa orchestrating how and when I was used. Lisa was always there, her commanding presence driving the nights, while Maria came often, bringing Molly just for me. She said she loved watching me beg for more cock whenever one would leave my mouth or ass, the drug amplifying my desperation, making me whimper and plead like a true cockslut. When both women were present, they'd only fluff the guys for me, their hands and mouths teasing the men to full hardness before guiding them to my eager holes. "Get him ready, Lisa," Maria would say, stroking Alex's cock before pushing it toward my mouth. "This bitch needs to be filled." The Molly made every touch electric, every thrust a revelation, my body trembling with insatiable need.

One night, as I lay on my back, Tom's cock deep in my ass, Maria's mouth on my shaft, and Tony fucking my face, the doorbell rang. Lisa smirked, wiping her lips as she stood. "That's my special guest," she announced, her eyes gleaming with mischief. The room paused, the air thick with anticipation as she opened the door.

Nancy, my girlfriend, stepped in. Her eyes widened, taking in the scene—me on my back, Tom's cock deep in my ass, Maria's mouth on my shaft, Tony fucking my face, and the other guys circling, their cocks hard and waiting. "What the fuck, Mike?" she snapped, her voice cutting through the haze, almost in tears. "I... I can't believe you. This is what you've been doing on Saturdays? This is what's so ‘important' for you to get with Tony?"

I tried to move, to say something, but Tom's hands pinned my hips, and Tony's cock stayed firm in my mouth, their groans urging me to stay put. "I can't believe this is happening," Nancy said, her voice trembling. Lisa stepped forward, her tone calm but commanding. "Nancy, I invited you to this surprise party for Mike, not to upset you, but to open your eyes. This is who he is now. You can have your fantasies too, knowing what he craves."

Nancy's eyes narrowed, but then softened, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "You're such a pathetic faggot, letting them use you like this," she said, stepping closer. "I thought you were a man, my man, monogamous, but you're just a cock-hungry slutty faggot." Her words stung, but the group's energy held me, and I moaned around Tony's cock, unable to respond. Maria stopped sucking my cock, smirking at Nancy. "Oh, honey, he's such a slut now, he craves this so much, he needs it every week to pretend during the week that he's straight. Look at how much he loves it." She laughed, guiding me to my knees and then onto all fours. "Yeah, Nancy, your boyfriend's a slut for cock. Watch this." Maria signaled to Mark and Alex, who positioned themselves behind me, their cocks slick with lube. As Tom slid out, Mark entered my ass, his thrusts deep and steady, while Alex pressed in alongside him, the double penetration stretching me to my limits. I gasped, the overwhelming fullness sending waves of pain and pleasure through me. Maria pushed Greg's cock into my mouth, and Lisa handed me Tony's and Tom's shafts, one for each hand. I stroked them frantically, my body trembling as I sucked Greg, the room a blur of moans and heat. The women cheered, their voices a chorus of degradation. "Look at this faggot, taking two cocks in his ass and still greedy for more!" Maria taunted.

Nancy knelt beside me, her hand stroking my hair, her tone degrading yet brimming with a happy, almost gleeful edge. "Oh, Mike, you pathetic little faggot," she said, her voice dripping with mock pity. "Look at you, stuffed with cocks in every hole, jerking off two more like a desperate bitch. This is what you are now, isn't it? My slutty faggot, ready to be used by anyone I choose." She leaned closer, her breath hot against my ear. "From now on, I'm pimping you out, baby. At bars, I'll flirt with every hot guy, tease them until they're hard, and tell them my boyfriend's a cockslut who'll take their loads any way they want—mouth, ass, both at once—just like this. I'll watch you get fucked, and you'll make me proud, won't you, my little faggot cockslut?" She kissed me deeply, tasting Greg's precum on my lips, her hand guiding my head back to his cock. "I love seeing you used like this, Mike. You're my little faggot now, and I'm gonna make a fortune off your slutty holes."

The group cheered, the energy spiking as Nancy joined in, her hands guiding me back to Greg's cock. "Show them what a good bitch you are," she whispered, her voice a mix of degradation and pride. I dove in, sucking with renewed fervor, my body trembling as Mark and Alex's synchronized thrusts filled my ass, their groans mingling with Greg's as I worked his shaft. "How's that double-fuck feel, boys?" Nancy asked, her tone teasing. "Fucking unreal," Mark grunted, while Alex added, "This slut's ass is perfect." Lisa and Maria laughed, their hands roaming my body, their voices a chorus of encouragement and degradation. "Keep going, faggot," Lisa taunted. "How's he sucking you, Greg?" "Like a cock-hungry whore," Greg replied, his hips bucking.

As the night wound down, I collapsed onto the carpet, spent but exhilarated, my body slick with sweat and cum. Lisa and Maria curled up beside me, their hands gentle now, their smiles warm. "You were incredible," Lisa said, her voice soft as she kissed my forehead. Maria nodded, her fingers tracing my jaw. "You're one of us now. A horny submissive little cockslut, aren't you, dear?" I could only moan in agreement, as the guys, too, offered nods of respect, their eyes still hungry but satisfied. Nancy knelt beside me, her hand stroking my chest. "You're mine, Mike, but you're theirs too. And I'm gonna love watching you beg for more."

Tony's parties were never the same after that. I'd found something I hadn't expected—a love for being used by hard cocks, giving and receiving them in every way, with Lisa orchestrating how and when I was used. When Maria made it, she'd bring some Molly, but only for me. She said she loved watching me beg for more cock whenever one would leave my mouth or my ass, the drug amplifying my desperation, making me whimper and plead like a true cockslut. "Look at you, faggot, you can't get enough," she'd taunt, slipping a pill onto my tongue as I moaned around Alex's shaft, my body trembling with need. "How's he taking it now, Alex?" she'd ask, laughing as he groaned, "Fucking insatiable." The Molly made every touch electric, every thrust a revelation, and I'd beg louder, my voice raw, "Please, more, don't stop!" as the guys took turns, their cocks filling me as Lisa, Maria, and now Nancy cheered, their degradation fueling my ecstasy.

Nancy became a regular at the parties, her presence a new layer of thrill. She'd lean in, whispering, "You're such a pathetic faggot, Mike, but you're my faggot," as she guided new cocks to my mouth or ass. She'd laugh with Lisa and Maria, mocking my need—Maria recalled how she sensed it the very first time she saw me, "He's always been a cockslut, just too scared to admit it"—and then kiss me deeply, her pride evident. Outside the parties, at bars, Nancy would tease guys, her hand on their thighs, whispering, "My boyfriend's a slut for cock—want him to show you?" She'd watch, her eyes gleaming, as I serviced them, her voice urging me on: "That's it, bitch, make me proud." I was their slut, their center, and I craved every moment of it, my world redefined by the pleasure of being used and the women who orchestrated it all.

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