Went to a fuck party tonight. Got fucked. By three different..

Went to a fuck party tonight. Got fucked. By three different dicks. All at the same time. Had a true airtight session going on for at least a couple of minutes. I got so close to cumming, but Tony couldn't keep his dick hard, and it slipped out of my ass. I get it. Another dude is touching you. Your balls probably slap now and then. Someone slips out, and dicks touch dicks. It's the nature of the beast. It doesn't magically turn you gay but trying to convince some guys of that isn't easy to do. Ryan did a nice job of pumping cum in my guts, and another guy I had never met before pumped my mouth full of jizz. He went pretty quick as well. Right about the time Tony slipped out, he started sending sperm down my throat. Then he started apologizing. Man...I hate that. Never apologize. I never can figure out why guys think I'm not aware that if your dick is in my mouth...it may empty its testicles into my belly. Well, of course, I'm aware of that dummy! That is the entire reason I have your dick in my mouth in the first place. I'm not doing it to make you happy; I'm doing it to make me happy, for fucks sake. I didn't say anything to him. Between Tony going limp and him apologizing, it would have only gotten more awkward if I had. So, I'm supposed to tell you I had the orgasm of my life. That's rule number 1 in the scam the porn consumer handbook. I didn't. I had no orgasm at all. They killed it by making it awkward. I was looking forward to what I thought would be possibly a cum for the record books, and I was on my way to it, but things took a turn. It happens. We went back downstairs and left kind of early. It was a house party, but I think only the three guys I fucked and two other couples actually fucked. Everyone else was busy talking politics. Ryan drove me there, but I had Tony drive me home. I blew him in a Burger King parking lot and drank a second sperm milkshake to cap off the evening. So, everyone came but me. I still haven't. I thought Scott would surely get me off with a dildo and then jerk it for me, but he wasn't home. He's still at the Rolex 24 race. Who knows when he will be home if he even comes home? He still has his own house, and it's closer to the track than mine. By about 5 minutes, but apparently, that's a big deal. In his defense, he has no idea that I went to a house party. He went to the race before I was invited and I never told him. So he has no idea his wife's holes were pumped tonight. He will know when he gets home, though. I have my giant dildo cleaned and sitting next to my nightstand, waiting for him to hold it for me while I fuck it. See what he thinks about that.