Who Just Sat On A Doughnut?

Who put it there? Right there on the chair. Raspberry jam all over my bum. It was so sticky, its everywhere, on my jeans my shirt. Everywhere, even in my hair. I'm a raspberry jam red alert and I guess I know who the practical joker is, John is a typical candidate. It's even sticky work to remove my jeans - sticky zip, everything, but I managed to get them off, just as John came in laughing his head off.

"Who sat on a doughnut then I wonder who put it there?"

"You fucking git, John, how I am gonna get all this off?"

"You asking me, Pete? "I feel sticky from head to toe, all that jam oozing out I never realized just how much jam there is in one doughnut."

"Looks good from where I'm standing" John muttered with that certain lusty sound in his voice.

"Better let me clean you up..." I might have known that wasn't the end of it, there I was, jeans off now, but underpants still covered, and bloody John, he was only stuffing another one down my pants and not only that, rolling and so spreading it all over my privates, like he was enjoying it!"

"Your ass and bollocks look even more rapturous and appetizing now," said John and by the way he was breathing I knew what he had in mind.

"I always fancied you and jam doughnut, mmm!" He had me where he wanted, sticky fingers not wanting to touch anything, but he was touching me, his mouth finding the tip of my half erect shaft and sucking it like their was no tomorrow. So his practical joke paid off, He knew it would of course, because I was soon fully aroused for him as his face, which was also now smeared in raspberry jam, circumnavigated my throbbing cock. His rough hands prying my ass cheeks apart as he followed with his passionate sucking down under, me feeling the luxury of being all his, as he liked me to be, as he knew what would turn me on even though we had never tried the doughnut sequence before.

If I'd know what John had in store for the rest of the afternoon I might have geared up little more, how was I to know when five of his cricket team mates filled in to the room, one hot guy yelled out loud, "we've been watching your great practical joke on the big screen," and he clearly sounded Australian.

Fucking hell, it had all been planned and I bet you any money they were recording everything right now, because seeing the guys dismantle their gear, I know just what I was in for, "Nice bit of ass, John," said the hot guy, "where do you pick `em, I'm dying foe bit of that!"

"They threw a coin, who was going to have me first, I knew the plan, last time it was just three guys, they were all very suck-able and that's how it was going to be, sucking the first, and then the second as the first fucks my ass and so on, I am always in my heaven serving two at the same time.

It was the colored guy first who came over to me, opened his strong legs and jerked himself ready for my mouth. I glanced around to see the others, including John, looking intensely, their mouths hanging out almost as I took the colored guys cock deep into my mouth, sensing the familiar taste of cock once more, which was absolutely divine. I just don't know where I'd be without my regular tasting of prime cock. But after just enough sucking to prime him for his fuck, he moved to the rear of me, by then I was fully in position, on all fours on a low table, high enough where they could comfortable access me all ways. I spread-eagled, waiting for the first touch of cock press against my hole, rough hands spreading me, feeling it prize me, his big thick cock working into me with little effort for John and seen to it that I was well stretched over the weeks I had slept with him.

It always fascinates me how guys hardly talk in a situation like this, all concentrating on the job in hand, with now in my hand was the second guy, the one who screamed in the beginning, he has a lovely cut dick, which made a wonderful variation after the colored guy who stretched his foreskin back to reveal his gleaming red end.

But that did was now well and truly fucking me so sweetly as I started to suck him, hearing his throat sounds of content. I loved that, and the feeling of having two cocks like that was heaven on earth. "MMM!" That colored guy can sure fuck, going at me like a steam engine, his tight grip squeezing my hips as he manipulate me in different ways, feeling his fuck cum so strong, and then him finished, exhausted on the carpet.

The second went into me, no messing, after the colored guy, the yelling guy slipped up me so easily and he was already fucking me by the time I had the third dick in my mouth. Sucking and fucking, fucking and sucking, it was all so good, my body felt numb yet so good, hearing balls slap my ass as each fuck thrust fully into me no holds barred, by the end, that's when Pete took me, I was just about done in, but with Pete inside me, and being the last one, I could suck no more, just the taste of multiple cock in my mouth, on my tongue as I felt the surge of Pete's as always wonderful fuck.

"We shall have to do that again."

"With the doughnuts?" I asked "Yes and with the doughnuts, but do you know something?,"

"I have an idea, tell me , I know you will anyway!" I replied.

"We have two of the guys girl friends interested..."

"You mean an orgy, a bi-time orgy?"

"Will you go for it, Pete?" Images flashed through my mind, sucking pussy whilst being fucked, licking cock as it fucked pussy.

"Yes, I am game, John."

"Fucking hot!", I heard the Aussy say.

"Roll on" I say.

written by writersinterlude

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