The warehouse smelled like sweat, beer, and cheap cologne. Marco stepped inside and the door slammed shut behind him. Six Latino guys stood around in a loose circle, all shirtless, jeans open or already dropped. Thick cocks hung heavy between their legs, some half-hard, some fully stiff. Tattoos covered their arms and chests. They looked him up and down like they were sizing up fresh meat.
Strip, the biggest one, Rico, said. His voice was low and rough. Marco pulled his shirt off, kicked his sneakers away, and shoved his jeans down. His own cock sprang up, already leaking. The guys chuckled.
Rico grabbed Marco by the neck and pushed him to his knees. Suck. Marco opened his mouth and Rico shoved his fat uncut cock straight in. It tasted salty and musky. Marco gagged but Rico held his head and fucked his throat in short, hard thrusts. Spit ran down Marcos chin.
Another guy, Luis, moved behind him and spread his ass cheeks. Thick fingers pushed spit into Marcos hole, then two at once. Marco moaned around Ricos cock. The fingers twisted and stretched him fast, no slow prep. A third finger joined them and Marcos ass burned in the best way.
Get him on the table, someone said. They lifted Marco onto the old wooden table, face down at first, then flipped him onto his back. Legs spread wide. Rico climbed up and drove his cock straight into Marcos hole in one push. Marco yelled. The stretch was brutal. Rico started pounding right away, balls slapping hard.
Two guys moved to Marcos head. One shoved his cock into Marcos mouth while the other slapped his dick against Marcos cheek. Marco sucked one, then the other, switching when they pulled his hair. His own cock bounced against his stomach, untouched and dripping.
Rico pulled out and another guy took his place. This one was longer but thinner. He fucked faster, jackhammer style. Every thrust made Marcos hole squelch. Cum from the first guy was already leaking out around the new cock. The wet sounds filled the room.
They flipped him onto his stomach. Someone climbed on the table and straddled Marcos back, feeding his cock into Marcos mouth from above while another guy mounted his ass again. Double-ended. Marcos throat and hole both full. The guy in his ass grabbed his hips and slammed in deep, grunting dirty Spanish words.
A third guy pushed in beside the one already in Marcos ass. Two cocks stretching his hole at once. Marco screamed around the dick in his mouth. The burn turned into a hot, full feeling that made his own cock twitch and spit pre-cum onto the wood. They fucked him together, cocks rubbing inside him.
One by one they took turns dumping loads. Rico went first again, pulling out and painting Marcos lower back with thick ropes. Luis came in his mouth, forcing him to swallow. The double-penetration pair finished inside him, flooding his guts until cum poured out around their cocks when they pulled free.
They kept him on the table for another round. Someone slid underneath and pushed back into his sloppy hole while another guy straddled his chest and fucked his mouth again. Marcos ass was loose and wet now, cum and spit making every thrust easy and filthy. His own orgasm hit without warning, shooting across his stomach while two cocks used him.
They didnt stop until every guy had cum at least once.
Marco lay there, hole gaping and leaking, mouth raw, body covered in sweat and loads. Rico wiped his cock on Marcos thigh and grinned.
Same time next week, he said. Marco nodded, already hard again at the thought.
