Sex stories

“The hadj (the old man) wants to see us again,” Houcine tells us at Starbucks.
“He wants to fuck the three of us, you in?”

Malik and I look at each other, unsure. Can we even handle a dick that big? 24 cm (Houcine measured it).

Malik says:
“The biggest I ever took was a black guy with a 20 cm dick.”

We hesitate, then I look at Malik:
“It was good though, admit it, you liked it.”
— “Yeah in the mouth, but in the ass that’s different, bro… don’t know if I can handle it.”

In the end, we say yes, but we tell Houcine to ask him to go easy on us.

— “I just texted him, he’s super happy. Thursday 4 pm like usual. But he wants us all in jockstraps.”
— “Ok.”

The day before, Houcine texts me:
“Sofiane and Said are coming too.”

I reply:
“Damn how many of us on his dick? You’re gonna give him a heart attack miskine.”
— “You’re crazy, he’s a beast. He can fuck for hours and cum multiple times.”
— “Lol you’re really a slut.”
— “Yeah that’s how it is… and you didn’t swallow his dick like a bitch?”
— “Yeah I did…”

We meet downstairs, all four of us, tight tracksuits, little street bags on our chests, young Arab sluts ready to go.

We greet each other, serious. Same thing on our minds: take that big Arab daddy’s dick in our mouths and asses.

We punch the code, door opens, we go upstairs, hearts pounding.

Said is a skinny feminine 18-year-old Arab, Sofiane looks more normal but has a reputation for being a secret slut.

We walk in and see Houcine already impaled on the daddy, laid back on the sofa. No shame at all, showing us the way like always.

We strip down to jockstraps. Malik kneels and starts sniffing the guy’s feet, I follow. We’re two on each foot. We love it.

Then we line up, four of us, presenting our asses. Houcine joins, now it’s five bodies moving as one.

We take poppers, make out. The old man starts fucking me.

It’s huge… I’m wide open, moaning. He grabs my hair, pounds me hard.

He fucks all five of us, one after another.

After 30 minutes he says:
“I’m gonna cum.”

We all turn at once, ready to take it. He shoots everywhere, so much that all five of us get our share.

Like always, we lick each other clean, tasting what’s left on our faces.

We get dressed.

“Thanks, handsome boys,” he says.
“Thank you boss,” we answer.

We leave. But this time it’s not Houcine staying… it’s Sofiane.

— “You staying?”
— “Yeah… I gotta suck him, can’t leave a dick like that untouched.”

We laugh, he laughs, closes the door.

That’s friendship. That’s youth.