moose

Jaime is a guy I grew up with. We lived two houses down and across the street from each other, and when we were younger we were basically interchangeable at each others dinner tables every evening. We played every day after school, and it was like that into middle-school when he started becoming more of the athlete, I was more of the artsy guy.

He played baseball and soccer, I sang in choir, acted, took pride in my sculpture classes. We were different people by high-school.

Jaime and I were ALWAYS friends though, even in separate groups, Jaime and I were tight. This was because on the DL the WAY WAY downlow,,, I was a little slut for him in private. From earlier on that Im allowed to talk about here, all through our friendship. Even while he got old enough to be dating the pretty girls, he never needed to be “the desperate horny boy” because I took care of the horny urge when he needed me to.

I loved to suck his cock, and i did it whenever he needed. It wasn’t weird, it was TOTALLY discreet. Nobody ever knew. He dated several girls and I would still be invited to hang out. Going to the lake? Amusement park? I was one of the lone guys tagged in with his group for homecoming two years, and prom the next.

Nobody knew.

Or so I thought.

One night Jaime hits me up and asks if I want to go to a party. One of the fun “we got a keg in the back of so-and-so’s truck and we are headed out to the middle of a field near by to put it all away” kind of parties.

We are 18, so alcohol isn’t the easiest to come by, and is WAY more exciting of a prospect than it should be… so why the hell not. Lets cut loose.

He offers to drive me in his truck so we can save gas, so i hop in. On the way I ask if he needs “some treatment” (slang we had stolen directly from the locker room lingo he was around all the time) He replied no, not yet anyway and kinda smiled, and I took no notice what-soever.

We get to this field and it is the typical scene, trucks and cars circled up so the headlights light up the party space. A keg right near the middle, next to a beer-pong table, and a blanket laid out in the very center of the headlights.

We get out and are greeted heartily, handed solo cups and the party goes on. Theres not a lot of people there, and I notice and point out that its all guys.

I am told by somebody there that the girls don’t generally get into the “moose parties” which was a term I hadnt heard before.

As we get a few drinks in, and a game or two of pong, the term “moose” keeps popping up more and more, and Jaime starts to get a little shifty, first with the guys, and then when I ask him what “moose” means, he pulls me aside.

“Ok, so we need to talk about something” he says and he looks a little nervous, which is not something Im used to from Jaime. “I may have let it slip to a couple of the guys that you and i… kinda… do stuff”

I was pretty stunned by this admission, as the BIGGEST reason we always kept our “treatments” quiet was HIS insistence. (I never argued or even DREAMED of coming out about it.. I wasn’t even “out” myself)

So after a few moments of collecting myself I ask “ok, but what IS a moose? Why do they keep saying it?”

“So” Jaime begins, “apparently its some army slang for a mistress, a discreet from back home kinda mistress… When they found out about what we do and that we want to keep it quiet they already had the term ready…”

I start to have a mix of butterflies and anxiety at this next question “Jaime, why are they calling this a moose party? How many of these guys know?” Jaime shifts his weight back and forth “Well, i guess you aren’t the first “moose” in known history with our baseball team, there have been a few different guys who have had moose’s in the past. and its become sort of a tradition of sorts… a party like this…” he died off a little

“Jaime… why is this party happening? Why are they calling it a moose party? We aren’t getting married or anything ridiculous,,, what in the hell is going on??” I insist.

“Ok, so, some of them have kind of joked that they all need to have a turn, to make sure a secret like that gets kept… Only I don’t know how much they are actually joking anymore”

“Jaime what are you saying?”

“How do you feel about group treatment?”

I was shocked, a little upset, but, as I came to process (and the alcohol probably had some to do with this) I found myself a little aroused at the idea. “I guess we can try it…”

He smiled and we walked back to the group, one guy coming right up to me handing me another beer and winking, another calling Jaime over to the pong table.

After another 20 or so minutes of putting away beer and building up my confidence I finally asked one of the guys who had made repeated “moose” references if he liked what he saw in me, and if he wanted a go “Moose party right? Lets go!”

Out of nowhere I had three guys all around me, all moving me over to the blanket (that I know understood) in the middle of the circle of headlights.

Two of the three guys pulled their cocks out and I grabbed hold of each and dropped to my knees with a look at Jaime, who had joined the enlarging circle I put one of the cocks in my mouth.

i went back and forth with those two and the third pulled my shirt off. As I looked up and around the circle, almost every guy (12 in all) had their cocks out in their hands, or were fully pulling their pants off.

“Wait, am I sucking ALL of you?” I asked nobody in particular.

“Hey, moose, less talking, more tongue” a voice replied.

the circle got closer to me, I began to get almost dizzy spinning around to get the various cocks of all different sizes each with their turn in my mouth.

finally one of the bigger bellies (smaller cocks) in the group asked if this moose was swallowing, or if it was a bukkake. (I knew this term, and I started to pull of the cock in my mouth to reply but hands were pushed on the back of my head and I heard the voice belonging to this cock say “lets find out” and a couple seconds later I felt him spasm.

I had swallowed countless loads from Jaime over the years, but I had never considered myself slutty, I had definitely never envisioned this turn of events… But as I felt this cock ejaculating its warm cum into my willing mouth, I felt myself give way to some inner urge to please. I felt the willingness in my mouth to have accepted so many cocks turn almost into a hunger. I NEEDED to please these men. I was theirs for the evening. Their Moose.

It was a decent size load, and I did my best to take it all, but as the guy thrust in and out of my lips I got some dripping down my chest.

I took the opportunity to stand up, and say, “oh, look, i tried for it all, but its on me a little too,,, does that mean both?” and I dropped my pants and boxers to the ground and kicked them away.

I got back to my knees to some exuberant cheers and more cocks were thrust in my face. Pretty soon i felt a wet finger rubbing my asshole

Jaime had stripped down and his familiar cock was now throbbing while he prepared my back entrance. We had never had anal sex without condom, but I was far too busy working for the pleasure of the group to start to worry about such things now.

I felt him enter me as big belly chum from before grabbed the back of my head and thrust hard. He ERUPTED into my throat and its a good thing I had already made the swallowing call because the choice had been forcibly removed from me at that point. I almost didn’t even taste him for the directness

Another guy stepped up, I recognized him as the third baseman on the baseball team. A guy that I had always thought good looking and a little serious. His cock was enormous, perfectly shaped, cut and pristinely trimmed. It looked like a pornstar cock.

He said “Warm me up with your mouth, I have your ass after J”

And after a while jaime asked where he should cum, As I was doing my best to “warm up the third baseman” I just kind of grunted in reply… And so did Jaime. I felt him pulse, and then I felt heat in my ass.

This was a dawning moment of realization, “oh, shit, I just took a cream pie, DEFINITELY not what I thought Id be doing when I woke up this morning. I pulled off to make a comment and was immediately stuffed with another (less pretty but equally hard) cock

Third base moved to my now dripping hole and placed his pretty (and large) cock tip at the opening to my used ass. he rubbed Jaimes cum around a little, spit on his hand and lubed his monster and pushed. I was not prepared for the separation my asshole was about to feel.

It was pain absolute splitting pain, but after a minute, it became ecstasy. I had this uncut raging hard cock in my hand/mouth, another standing ready, and this absolute pornstar unit pumping into my already used cum filled boy-pussy.

Uncut cock came in my mouth and Third base rolled me over onto my back while what ended up being the last guy to get sucked stepped over top of me and thrust his cock down into my mouth.

It was there on my back that they both finished nearly at once. mouth first. Guy came, and curled up, grabbing my head and thrusting, using my lips and tongue as a willing cum towel for every drip, and I felt third base thrust harder once than he had. I moaned in pain and said “easy, you’ll tear me. “he said no, Im filling you” and for the second time, I felt a cock pour warm seed into my tight asshole.

I was dazed and confused after all the excitement. I cleaned up, dressed and Jaime took me home. I got in the shower and the warm water on my cock was enough to make me shoot an enormous load in the tub hands-free. Pure pressure release at that point.

Jaime and I are good friends to this day. He is married with kids now, and every so often, even though his sporting days are behind him, we are sure to work some treatment in now and again