Crack!

After my birthday breakfast in bed—and after cleaning up from the bacon and egg breakfast I had subsequently prepared for the kids—I instant messaged William.

Please tell me you are better.

He was. He had slept most of the weekend, but he had been free of the fever for over a day. We were on.

It was freezing out, but the kids wanted to play basketball. We were at the park when Lucy arrived to take them for her days of single parenting.

This ended my days as a single parent, and began my days as a single man.

I had two hours before William arrived. I cleaned the apartment, put out candles and the “sex sheets,” and prepared for his gang bang.

William was nervous when he arrived. We talked and I offered the encouragement that he had done very well with as many as five guys; why gosh, this was only twice that many.

With no other bottoms. And all of the men ready to fuck.

We were both curious about Marc, a very hot looking guy we had meet on Craig’s List. He was a real chunk of young beefcake, and very well hung. Who knew if he would show, we thought. But damn if he wasn’t fine.

The first of the men arrived early as William showered. He was a twenty-year-old string bean who had just had his first threesome two days earlier. This would be his first gang bang.

He was early, and he was chatty. I had hoped to fuck William at the beginning and keep throwing men at him as they arrived, but oh well. We talked.

Other men arrived, all from Craig’s List. The men we already knew had phoned to say they would be running late.

William was still nervous, and conversation is not brilliant with strangers expecting a gang bang. He went into the bedroom and stripped, trying to relax.

I followed and kissed him. You are going to do fine, I said. I will be here for you.

One of the men followed up, and stripped as we talked. He came over and put his dick in William’s mouth. William flopped on his belly and sucked away.

I didn’t have to worry about this boy.

The string bean came in and undressed. I went back to the living room to tend to the others. I dimmed the lights.

One fellow had left. Not his speed, I guess. Jake arrived, nodded to the men on the couch and headed to the bedroom. No sense learning names, he knows. He was here for William.

A handsome couple arrived. “Hi, we’re friends of Marc’s,” said one. “Is he here?” Marc: the porn gorgeous kid we had put on the list. Nope, no sign of him, I said.

The couple had made numerous dates to meet him, and none had worked out. I ventured a guess that he wouldn’t be here tonight. Someone that hot very likely fields numerous offers, taking the one he likes best on a whim. If he is real at all.

Oh no, they said. We’ve talked to Marc. He’s real.

Enjoy the dream, I thought.

I liked the couple. We talked. The sounds of sex came from the next room.

I had twelve men, three dressed on my couch, the rest in my bedroom. I excused myself and went to the bedroom.

Jake was in his skivvies. William was sucking one boy, as others jerked off or blew one another. String bean had just fucked William.

Two more arrivals. John came in, stripped in the living room, and headed to the bedroom. A Craig’s Lister named Marlon followed suit: he was a tall, well built black kid, 23, with dreadlocks. I liked the way he looked.

I dropped my clothes.

Marlon had already bent over one of the other men, and was fucking him slowly. William was under a pile of men. I rubbed his face: you okay, hon?

Mmmfff, he replied, stuffing a cock deeper into his throat.

Someone came. I’ve been to enough gay parties to know: we’d soon hear more of that.

Guys started getting off. William retreated to the bathroom between fuckings, to clean up and compose himself.

As the crowd thinned, I took my turn at William. He bent over and I corrected him. No baby, on your back. I want see your pretty face. I slipped into him, and put my fingers into his mouth.

I gave it to him slow and sensuous. I kept myself in him deep.

No one else around. They vanished in my periphery. Just me and my boy, my eyes on his.

Jake stood nearby. I passed the baton, giving up William’s ass. I took a chair to watch. Across the room, Marlon was jerking and watching.

Another big dick, I noticed. My parties are magnets for them.

Jake flipped William and pulled his ass up. He was in him, and started pounding. John positioned himself at William’s face. Marlon stood nearby.

My boy had monster cock in both ends, and one to spare.

Jake shifted into a faster gear.

Suddenly—crack!

Everyone on the bed dropped a few inches.

They had broken the bed frame.

“Whoops,” Jake said.

“Should we get off the bed?” asked John.

“Not until that boy is done,” I said.

That bed frame is less than a year old. My sex life has wrecked it.

We fucked until it was just the old hands—Jake, John, William and I. Before Marlon left, I confirmed his contact info.

“Any chance you like girls too?” Oh yes, he replied.

I want him for my boy/girl parties. He will do well.

After a good round of sex, the boys sat around my room. William fretted: was he a lousy lay? Did he do well?

He had just been fucked by at least ten men.

We all agreed he was a fine fuck. Top notch.

He had not cum. Did he want us to get him off? He thought it over. He decided he was too worn out.

Jake had offered to take me to dinner for my birthday. We walked William to his car. John hitched a ride.

Jake and I opted for burgers and beer. I was feeling in a mood for something meaty and simple.

Back at home, I found William online. He was dazed. I was dazed. He had left his cigarettes on my table. He craved a smoke. I don’t smoke, but I lit one for him.