Gay Erotic Stories

By the time I was in my sophomore year I was working fairly steadily with the art department doing nude modeling. The School of Medicine was also calling on me fairly steadily to bare it all in their anatomy classes. I earned better money waiting on tables for private parties however and that's where my downfall began. I had this gig up in the hills at a friend of one of the art professors. He had hired several of us who were willing to model nude to work his party. We were to serve drinks for the cocktail hour (no pun intended) and then to serve the table for the dinner. Our costumes were black bow ties and white French cuffs. All was going really well until it came time to serve the coffee and a late arrival came in whom the host greeted and escorted into the room. He looked around and I gulped, he was one of the producers of the porn films I had acted in prior to college. He looked at me and his eyes passed on and then they shot back and he smiled and began talking to the host. After the coffee the host asked everyone to move into the playroom for after dinner drinks and my fellow waiters went in to serve. I was on my way when the host called me back and said that he understood that I had a great talent for cocksucking and he wondered if I would put on a show for his guests...he would pass out slips of paper and every one that had a dick drawn on it would be rewarded with a blowjob from me up in front of all the guests. He said he would make it really worth my while. I wanted desperately to say no but there I was up in the hills, no transportation, and my clothes were under the host’s control. Besides I was getting turned on greatly by the thought of all that strange cock so I agreed. The host called for attention and explained the game...there was a murmur of talking and all eyes were on me including those of the other waiters. After the slips were handed out the host asked all those with papers that had cocks on them to move down to the center of the room and begin receiving their rewards. The first guy was hung like a porn star and maybe he was but he came rather quickly and I began wishing I had some knee pads to ease the pressure...I had 12 guys waiting in line and it took me just short of an hour to relieve them all of their loads. My stomach felt crammed full of cum. Once I had finished most of the audience had tired of the display and moved out to poolside. I went in to the dressing room and washed myself and the other waiters began arriving and getting dressed too...most just ignored me but my friend who had driven me said "you know how you offered to buy me some gas?" and I said yes and he said well instead you can get me off while we drive home. I did as asked and the next week I learned the hard way that he wasn't really a friend. He had a class with one of my fraternity brothers and that night I was called into the president’s room where I was confronted with the story of my waitering job and the fact I was the star of a "blowjob show". The president was in shorts and a tee shirt and it didn't take him a second to have his cock on display and to give me the order to suck him dry. Other brothers began coming in to watch and before the night was out I had sucked upwards of thirty cocks. I went to sleep not knowing what was in store the next day but then that's another story.