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“Okay, you’re all done.”  The snapping of Shane’s rubber gloves startled Alex out of his fog.  He gave the hulking tattoo artist a confused look.  He didn’t know where he was or why he was shirtless.  “Everything alright?”  

“Come on, man, it didn’t hurt that bad.”  Alex turned and the four smiling faces of his roommates brought his memories rushing back.  He’d been on the losing end of a bet and the tattoo was his punishment.  Ian, the ringleader of their little group and the one that had just spoke, was grinning from ear to ear with a victorious look in his eyes.  

“I can’t believe you assholes actually made me get this,” Alex said, shaking his head.  He looked in the mirror, sighing at the sight of the swirling tribal design that now covered his right shoulder.  He wasn’t a fan of tattoos, but he had to admit that it didn’t look bad.  It was swollen and stung like crazy at the moment, but it stood out against his perpetually tanned skin and accentuated his muscle, the swirling lines having an almost hypnotic effect.  

“Alright, let’s wrap it up.”  Once again the sound of Shane’s voice startled Alex out of his daze.  “Go ahead and stand up for me.”  Alex had completely zoned out staring at the tattoo but he found his body obeying the larger man.  His legs lifted him out of the chair, but the next thing he knew he was wrapped in Shane’s arms.  “Whoa! Easy pal,” Shane laughed.  “You got your legs under you now?”  

“Uh, yeah, I think so,” Alex stammered into Shane’s chest, the sensation of the man’s strong arms on his bare torso causing him to blush from head to toe.  Alex was average height, and his years of playing baseball kept his body lean and muscular, but he was dwarfed by the mountain of muscle in front of him.  He’d placed a hand on Shane’s chest to steady himself, and the large mound underneath his fingers was solid as a rock.  “Sorry about that.”  

“S’okay, people pass out on me all the time.”  Shane released the young man and went about wrapping the tattoo and explaining the after care instructions.  “Any questions?”  

“Uhh, no…” Alex had heard the large man’s voice, but he couldn’t concentrate on what was actually being said.  He was too busy focusing on how Shane’s t-shirt had felt against the wiry hairs on his torso.    

“You guys hear that?” Shane asked the other four men in the room.  “Your buddy here still seems a little out of it.”  

“Yeah, we got it,” Ian said, handing Shane a wad of cash.  “How long until he’s…”

“Give it an hour or two and he should be good as new.”  If he’d been able to pay attention, Alex would’ve been alarmed at the look that passed between Ian and Shane.  As it was, he was focused on just remaining upright as his friends shuffled him out of the shop.

***

“Ohhh man,” Alex yawned, squinting against the overhead light as his eyes struggled open.  He saw Ian was seated in the chair across from him, his attention wrapped up in a video game.  “What time is it?”  

“About 7,” Ian said, not looking up from his game.  “How ya feelin’?”  

“Fine…still a little out of it.  What happened…” Alex stopped, remembering the morning visit to the tattoo shop.  He sat up on the couch and went to roll up his shirt sleeve to inspect his unwanted ink before realizing his torso was still bare.  More importantly, the shoulder that should have been tattooed was bare as well.  “What the hell?  Where’s the tattoo?”  

“Uhh…what?”  Ian put down the video game and gave his friend the best confused look he could muster.

“The tattoo!  This morning…you guys dragged me down there since I lost the bet and made me get a…” Alex trailed off at the blank expression on Ian’s face.  

“You must’ve been dreaming dude,” Ian laughed, pretending he knew nothing about it.  

“No way! I wasn’t dreaming…the tattoo guy was this big burly dude and you all…”

“Dude, seriously, you stumbled down here this afternoon and passed out on the couch.  Scott and Bill are at the gym, Brian’s on a date, and I’ve been playing videogames all day.  We definitely didn’t go to a tattoo shop.”  Ian came over and put a hand on Alex’s forehead.  “You feelin’ okay?”  

“Wha…?  Yeah, I feel fine,” Alex squirmed as his friend leaned over him.  Ian’s baggy shirt sagged, and he found his eyes snatching up glances of his friend’s muscular torso through the large neck hole.  “So you guys really…we didn’t…?”  

“Haha, no way man.  We talked about it, but we wouldn’t actually make you do that.”  Ian tousled Alex’s short black hair roughly, eliciting a giggle from the other man.  

“Oh…okay then.”  Alex could count on one hand the number of time’s he’d done something you could call “giggling,” especially in front of a condescending asshole like Ian, so the shiver that ran down his spine only deepened his confusion.  He forced his eyes away and stood, pretending to stretch to hide his attempt at escaping from his friend’s grasp.  

“So you’re feeling better?”  Ian couldn’t suppress a smile watching Alex’s eyes glaze over as his friend looked at him.  Just to make sure he faked a stretch of his own and followed the other man’s eyes as they traveled up and down his tall, broad frame.  Ian felt more than a little satisfied when he noticed Alex’s gaze lingering on the sizeable lump in the front of his running shorts.  “Dude?”

“Oh! Uh, yeah, I think so.”  Alex blushed as he realized that not only had he just been checking his friend out, he’d been caught doing it.

“Good!  In that case, you wanna go grab me a beer?”  

“Yeah…sure…” Alex hesitated.  His first instinct was to tell Ian to fuck off and get it himself, but when he opened his mouth he found himself agreeing.  He hurried to the kitchen, leaving Ian struggling to contain his excitement.  The arrogant blonde was well aware that Alex didn’t like him.  The entire time they’d lived together Alex had never once done anything Ian asked him to, so watching the shirtless man happily agree to even this simple task was almost too much.  “Here you go,” Alex said, returning with the beer.  

“Thanks, man.” Ian watched Alex beam with pride at the compliment.  According to the terms of his agreement with the tattoo shop, Alex should have to do whatever Ian or any of the other guys told him.  They’d originally just wanted him to do their share of the housework, but it was Ian who suggested that he could have other uses besides being a maid.  With his dark, handsome features and athletic build, Alex was notorious for stealing girls from the other guys, so it didn’t take much arguing to convince the other roommates that Alex could pay them back for all their missed opportunities.  None of them were gay, but as far as they were concerned a hole was a hole and a mouth was a mouth.  The fact that they’d also be getting revenge didn’t hurt either.  Ian told himself it was this power over the other man that caused his cock to swell.  As much as he wanted to, he decided not to push things too far too soon.  He also thought it best to wait until the other guys were home.  “You sure you’re feeling alright?  Maybe you should go back upstairs and lay down.”  

“O…Okay,” Alex stuttered.  For some reason he didn’t want to leave Ian, but if the other man wanted him to go lay down then that’s what he’d do.  He didn’t give a second thought to the fact that he was obeying yet another command without question before trudging up the stairs to his room.  He’d just woken up, but his eyes drifted shut as soon as he hit the bed.  He didn’t so much sleep as drift in a state of semi-consciousness, losing all track of time until he felt everything start to shake.  

“Rise and shine buddy!”  Alex jolted awake to find Scott leaning over his bed, shaking the mattress and grinning from ear to ear.  As annoyed as he was at the unwanted wake up call, Alex couldn’t help but smile back.  

“Knock it off!  I’m up…” Alex yawned, squirming on the bed in a daze.  For some reason waking up to see Scott standing over him filled him with joy, and it took a moment before he realized he was giggling again.  The clock on his nightstand said it was after midnight but Alex was too busy staring at his friend to question why Scott was waking him up in the middle of the night.  As with Ian, Alex found himself studying the other man’s features, noticing how his friend’s buzzed hair made his small ears stand out, and how soft his lips looked against the stubble on his chin.  Alex blushed as his eyes lingered on the outline of Scott’s broad shoulders and lean torso straining against the tight t-shirt he was wearing and he wondered why he never noticed how good Scott looked before.  “Is something burning?”  The smell of smoke pulled Alex’s attention reluctantly away.  

“Yeah, that’s why I woke you up. The other guys started a bonfire out back.  Come on…the fresh air’ll be good for you.”  Alex eagerly followed Scott out of the room and down the stairs, nearly falling when his attention was too focused on the taut, shifting backside of his friend’s jeans.  It wasn’t until he made it to the backyard that he realized he was still shirtless.  

“Hey, there he is!” Bill came over and clapped Alex cheerfully on the shoulder, eliciting another round of giggling.  

“Uh, hey.”  Alex stared at the ground and barely managed to hold back another wave of the unwanted laughter.  Bill’s hand was still on his shoulder and Alex couldn’t help but draw closer to the other man, who stood nearly a head taller than him.  He slowly lifted his head, letting his eyes wander up his friend’s meaty legs, over the baggy gym shorts, and along the bulky lumps of muscle that was his torso, before traveling down the thick, log-like arms that erupted out of the sleeveless shirt.  Where the other guys in the house were sculpted and lean, Bill was a mountain of stocky muscle.  Alex always gave the former football player a hard time, making fat jokes at every chance, but now he wanted nothing more than to be swallowed by Bill’s powerful arms.  

“Brian and Ian wanna talk to you,” Bill laughed, draping an arm around Alex’s shoulders as the shorter man suddenly burrowed against him.    

“We were starting to think you’d never make it out here!” Alex was yanked out of Bill’s meaty embrace and pulled towards the fire by Brian.  He heard what his friend was saying, but his mind was too busy focusing on how attractive he suddenly found his roommates to register.  Brian, still wearing the tight polo and fitted khakis from his date, was surrounded in a cloud of cologne that further intoxicated Alex.  He stared at the modest lumps of muscle at Brian’s chest and the way his torso tapered in at the waist.  Unlike the other guys, Brian wasn’t into any organized sports but instead spent every free perfecting his body, meaning that while he looked skinny, he was ripped with muscle.  

“Sorry…I was sleeping…” Alex barely managed to stutter.  

“S’okay, you’re just in time for the last of it.”  Brian spun Alex to face the fire just in time to see Ian throw in a familiar looking wad of clothing.  It wasn’t until he’d tossed in two more loads that Alex realized the clothing was his own.  

“Hey! Those are mine!” In his addled state he almost dove into the fire after his clothes but Brian held him back.  

“Whoa, calm down buddy,” Ian said, tossing in the last remaining articles of clothing.  

“But…but…” despite himself, Alex felt his anger fading.  He didn’t know why he suddenly felt so small and nervous around his roommates, or why he was so quick to want to please them.  He didn’t know why he was standing obediently, enjoying the feel of Brian’s rough hands on his bare arms instead of lashing out at the other man.  The more he tried to think about it, though, the less he could focus.  Trying to hold on to a thought was like trying to grab a fistful of water; they flowed away as soon as he started to put them together.

“Look, we know you’re confused, but don’t worry…you’ll get used to that.” Ian rubbed Alex’s back comfortingly, laughing as he felt the tension melt from his friend’s shoulders.  “Don’t worry about your clothes ‘cause you’re not gonna need ‘em.  Things are gonna be a little different around here from now on…” Ian reached down and started undoing Alex’s jeans, exposing the tight boxer briefs underneath.  

“Hey!  Stop it!” Despite his protests, Alex stood still and let Ian continue, going so far as to step out of the pile of fabric when the jeans landed around his ankles.  Ian scooped them up, and while Alex’s attention was focused on his burning pants, Brian yanked down the boxer briefs, leaving Alex’s naked body totally on display.  “Guys….come on…” Alex laughed nervously, once again obediently stepping out of his clothing so it could be tossed on the fire.  He looked from roommate to roommate in the hopes that one of them would give him a sign this was all some elaborate joke but they all had the same evil grin.  As Alex’s gaze shifted from man to man, they watched as his now-exposed cock steadily twitched and bounced until it reached a rigid seven inches.  The crackling of the fire was the only sound for several awkward moments as the five men looked at each other.  

Alex had the same dazed expression, seemingly unaware of his hard cock or the fact that his friends were sizing up his naked body.  For their part, his four roommates were trying to convince themselves that it was the sudden power over their unfortunate friend that was turning them on, and not the sight of Alex’s hairy, muscular build.  It never occurred to any of them to question why they were so eager to get the other man naked.

“Ha! I think he likes it!” Bill’s boisterous laugh broke the awkward silence and the large man wasted no time diving in.  “Yeah, you like being naked in front of guys, don’t you?”  

“Huh?  Wha…!” Alex blushed as he finally noticed the throbbing appendage between his legs but did nothing to cover himself up.  

“It’s okay…a horny little thing like you, we know how turned on you get around us,” Bill continued egging alex on, flexing a meaty arm.  “You love big, strong men, don’t you?”  

“Yeah…I…no…” Alex was shaking his head, trying to clear his thoughts.  He didn’t like being naked in front of people, and he didn’t like guys.  Did he?  He was so confused, but Bill’s deep voice was so comforting.  

“Really?” Bill flexed the other massive bicep and watched Alex practically start drooling.  “Come on, you can admit it.  We know all those girls were just a cover up.  We know you just took them ‘cause you couldn’t have us.  Isn’t that right fellas?”  The other guys were quick to agree with Bill, which only furthered Alex’s confusion.  Were the girls just a cover up?  He didn’t really want his roommates did he?  It was hard to tell himself no when he was so turned on by the sight of them.  Already he started to think that maybe he did want them after all.    

“See?  We’re cool with it,” Ian said, taking over for Bill.  “Think of this as your intervention.  We know how much you secretly want to please us…” he put a hand on Alex’s shoulder and locked eyes with the confused man, “…and you DO want to please us, right?”  Ian’s piercing blue eyes drove out any remaining hesitation in Alex, who found himself nodding emphatically.  

“Yea…yeah,” he stammered sheepishly, not sure if he should be agreeing but feeling like an immense weight had been lifted either way.  

“Yeah, what?” Ian’s heart was racing.  He was about to find out if his plan would be a success or not.  

“Yeah…I…do want to please you guys.”  

“Good!  Did you hear that, fellas?”  Ian spun Alex around to face the other three men who were all applauding loudly.  Alex looked down bashfully, wondering why he’d been so confused before.  “See?  Doesn’t that feel better?”  

“Uh-huh!” Alex giggled again as any remaining modesty melted.  He didn’t know why he’d felt so awkward about being naked before, especially when it felt so good.  He leaned back against Ian and pulled the other man’s hands down from his shoulders to the wiry hairs on his chest while he pushed his ass against the thin fabric of Ian’s shorts.  

“Whoa…I think he’s wanting to please you already, dude,” Brian said, sounding dazed.  He couldn’t take his eyes off the sight of Alex rubbing his naked body against Ian, and he wasn’t alone in being captivated.  He also wasn’t alone in his growing confusion.  Instead of laughing at their friend’s humiliation or being repulsed by the sight, they were all incredibly turned on.  Each of them studied the way Alex’s hairy abs flexed while he pressed his naked body against Ian, and the way his long cock bounced with the movement.

“Is that true?” Ian asked innocently.  By way of response, Alex turned and tugged down Ian’s shorts and underwear in one quick motion, exposing the other man’s equally hard cock.  Without any prompting from Ian, Alex dropped to his knees and swallowed as much of the cock as he could.  

Even in his addled state it occurred to him that he was naked, on his knees, giving his roommate a blow job in front of all of his other roommates, but instead of freaking him out the thought only egged him on.  He grabbed hold of Ian’s sturdy thighs and did his best to bury his face in the blonde hairs that were just out of reach.  “Wow…okay…” Ian ran a hand through Alex’s short, black hair and motioned for the other guys to come over.  The three men positioned themselves in a circle and none of them hesitated to drop their pants.  They’d done this with girls before, but there was another awkward silence while the guys tried to hide the fact that they were checking each other out.  “Alright buddy,” Ian pulled way from Alex’s hungry mouth, leaving the other man with a disappointed look on his face, “the other guys want a turn too.”  

“Huh? Oh!” Alex stopped pouting and looked like a kid in a candy store when he saw the men standing around him.  It didn’t seem odd in the slightest to have his roommate’s rigid cocks staring him in the face, let alone be overwhelmed by the desire to taste each one.  Bill’s stubby rod was the first one Alex saw, and he wasted no time in going to work on the large man.  For all his size, Bill’s equipment was actually the smallest of the group at barely five inches, but that didn’t stop Alex from swallowing as much of it as he could while his two free hands quickly found their way to Scott and Brian.  

“Oh…oh man…” Bill started moaning, pumping his wide hips.  He’d had plenty of blowjobs but none of them had ever felt as good as this.  Instead of being a turn off, the occasional feel of the other man’s stubble on his thigh drove Bill wild.  Usually in these group situations he did his best to avoid looking at the other guys, but he couldn’t keep his dazed eyes to himself.  He was especially taken by the sight of Scott’s long, thick cock and meaty balls.  The two had an inverse relationship; where Bill was physically the biggest but had the smallest package, Scott was the shortest of the group but had the biggest, thickest dick by far.  On Bill’s other side, Brian’s long, skinny hose was a better match to his ripped, lean frame.  The bulky stud had to catch himself more than once as he found himself reaching over towards his two friends so he buried his hands under his shirt and fondled his chest while Alex continued his oral assault.  His eyes were still busy with his neighbors, but when Bill was finally able to look up he saw Ian watching the whole scene while pumping away on his cock.  He knew the other man was watching him just as intently as he’d been watching his friends.  Instead of being embarrassed by the thought, the idea of Ian getting off while watching him pushed Bill over the edge.  “Oooooohhhhhh!” His deep voice bellowed as the most intense orgasm he’d ever experienced ripped through his large frame.  He sprayed load after load down Alex’s eager throat until the kneeling man finally pulled his dripping mouth away and wrapped it around Scott.  

“Whoa…you got him all lubed up for me big guy,” Scott groaned.  Like Bill, he was more than a little surprised at how good Alex’s mouth felt.  

“He’s a champ at that already,” Bill said breathlessly.  His pants and underwear were still around his ankles, but he didn’t seem to notice.  He was too busy watching Alex try and swallow Scott’s impressive endowment.   

“You enjoying this dude?”  Brian’s mocking voice jarred Bill back to reality and the bulky man realized that not only was he still standing with his tiny package hanging out on display, he’d been rubbing his meaty pecs again.  

“Oh…uh…sorry,” Bill blushed, hurriedly bending down and pulling his pants back on.  “I’ll leave you guys to it.”  He lumbered towards the house, looking over his shoulder the entire time and nearly falling up the stairs at the sight of Scott’s perky ass flexing while he fucked Alex’s mouth.  

“Take it easy Scott, we don’t want you breaking him,” Brian laughed as Alex’s head was shoved roughly back and forth by the short man’s large cock.  

“He can…uhhnnn…take it…”

“Mmmmhmmm!” Alex hummed around Scott’s cock.  He was actually enjoying the roughness, trying to swallow more and more of the large organ with each thrust.  

“See?  He…liiiiiiIIIIIkes…it…” Scott’s thrusting stopped as streams of white fluid poured out of Alex’s mouth around the invading cock.  “Goddamn…” he sighed, stumbling backwards under a wave of dizziness.  The backyard started spinning and he couldn’t keep his eyes open.  

“Easy dude,” Brian caught Scott before the little man completely lost his balance.  

“Thanks…” Scott shook his head to try and clear it, “that was…intense…” he trailed off as he looked up at Brian, his stomach fluttering under the other man’s piercing gaze.

“You okay now?”  

“Yea…yeah,” Scott pushed out of Brian’s grip and forced himself to look away.  He pulled his pants back up and hurried to the house after Bill, blaming Alex for his strange new feelings.  

“Those two were acting weird.  I wonderRRRR…” Scott and Bill were forgotten about when Alex wrapped his moist mouth around Brian’s thin rod.  Brian thought he was going to have to think about his girlfriend to stay hard, but as Alex’s head bobbed along the length of his cock he found his head filling with the images of his naked friends.  His body burned where Scott had touched it and he started to wish that he’d had more time to explore it, especially the short man’s sizeable package.  He imagined that it was Scott’s compact, muscular body kneeling in front of him, and that it was his friend’s mouth wrapped around his cock.  “Scoooo…” he started to say his friend’s name and groaned, the thought pushing him over the edge.  He was so caught up in his memory that he didn’t realize Alex had left him and moved on to Ian until he opened his eyes and saw Alex’s face buried in the other man’s crotch.  

“Looks like it’s just me and you,” Ian said, watching Brian stumble back into the house like the others.  He could understand why they were dazed; Alex’s mouth felt fantastic.  His own thoughts were starting to cloud, making it hard to focus on his victory over the other man.  He tried to convince himself that he was so turned on because of his control over Alex, but if that was the case he didn’t understand why he couldn’t take his eyes off the other man’s oozing cock, or why a set of strong, masculine hands on his ass felt so good.  Despite the incredible orgasm, he was actually disappointed when he felt the building pressure spill over because he didn’t want the moment to end.  He gave a long thrust, almost falling backwards as he sprayed.  Only Alex’s grip on his ass kept him upright.   “Whew…so was that fun?”  he asked condescendingly when his head finally cleared.  

“Uh-huh!” Alex said cheerfully, his chin still dripping cum.  He looked even more dazed than before and Ian wondered how much of the previous man was left inside.  

“So you really like sucking cock now, don’t you?”  

Alex’s eyes were wide with surprise as he nodded eagerly.  “Oh yeah!  Who knew it was so much fun?”  His manner of speech was starting to change, sounding more and more like a ditzy valley girl than suave ladies man.  

“So who was your favorite?”  Ian laughed as Alex visibly struggled to put his thoughts together.  

Alex cocked his head to the side, his brow furrowing.  “I loved them all! Bill’s was smallest but I was able to get the whole thing in my mouth, so that was fun.  I could barely get any of Scott in there but he filled it up so good…” he started tugging on his throbbing cock while he spoke.  “Brian’s was like sucking on a popsicle…” he kept stroking and looked up at Ian hungrily, “but yours tasted the best.”  

“Good to know.”  Ian reached down and tousled Alex’s short hair while the other man finished himself off.  Alex was fondling every inch of himself ecstatically until he finally raised himself up on his knees and came, spraying load after load of cum into the yard.  Ian helped Alex up when he was finally done and led the other man into the house, never once questioning why he’d been so intent on watching Alex jerk himself off.