Everyone will get a turn, but Brad and Philip have first dibs.

John was still staring in disbelief at the two new items added to the sign. After a moment of processing, he opened his mouth to protest them. But Vincent gave a hard smack to John's ass, and he yelped instead.

"So," Vincent began, "Who wants to pay first?"

There was a massive uproar, as the men in crowd starting to shout, and raised their arms into the air. Each one of them wanting fist dibs at humiliating John. But they settled down, as Philip put a hand on Vincent's shoulder.

"Come on man, you know it's gotta be me and Brad. We've been pent up all afternoon." Philip said. There was some protest by the crowd, but Vincent raised a hand and they all settled.

"Now don't worry guys, everyone will get a chance. But Phils right. And judging by the tent Brad has pitched, I don't think he can wait much longer."

John looked over at Brad, who was pawing and tugging at his groin through his jeans. He was looking at John like he was an apex predator looking down at his meal. John shook, and turned his head towards Vincent pleadingly.

"Wait Vincent, I can't do this. I'll do anything else just not," But John was cut off as Vincent wrapped an arm around his shoulder.

"How many times do I got to tell you Doe? Just relax. I promise you'll have a good time. Boys, show him what he's looking forward to." At this instruction both Philip and Brad unbuttoned their pants and pulled them down, along with their boxers, just enough to let their dicks flop out. John's mouth stood opened, agape.

Philip pulled out what was almost like a thick black anaconda from his pants. His cock was veiny, and long. Even soft, he had to have been at least 5 inches already. Brad's wasn't a long, but it was juicy and plump. It's was already stiff and John couldn't help but imagined what it would feel like in his mouth.

"Not so hesitant now are you?" Vincent smirked. "Now guys decide who get's what and pay up."

"Brad, I know you've been wanting his ass all day." Philip looked over at his friend.

"Fuck yeah! It's mine." Brad said breathlessly.

"Then I guess I'm taking his mouth." Philip pulled out another 25 dollars, and Brad took out 30. The two placed the cash in the jar, and positioned themselves in front of and behind John.

"On your knees Doe." Philip ordered. His heart pounding in his ears, John followed the order and slowly lowered onto his knees. He was know face to face with Philips cock. "Don't be shy, give it a lick." John hesitated. He looked around, thinking was he really going to go this far? Did he actually want to do this? A part of him deep inside was screaming... YES!

The crowd was growing inpatient. Soon they were chanting, stomping their feet.

"SUCK, HIS, DICK! SUCK, HIS, DICK! SUCK, HIS, DICK" They shouted. John looked back at Philips cock, which was now starting to rise on it's own with excitement. He inched his lips closer. He stuck out his tongue and, with a breath, pressed it against Philip's dick. The crowd whooped and howled as John began to lick up the length of Philip's cock.

Philip leaned his head back and enjoyed the wet feeling on John's tongue on him. His cock was now getting harder, rising up until it stood paralleled to the ground. Finally done holding back, John started to bring the length of Philip's dick into his mouth. He wasn't even half-way on it, when he stated to **** and gag on it.

"Easy, Doe," Philip said soothingly. He was hard to hear over the crowd, but he still did his best to instruct John. "Just relax, you'll get plenty of practice to get it in all the way down. Relax your throat and breathe through your nose."

John followed the instruction as best he could. Before long he was able to get about half of Philip in his mouth. Staying relaxed was the harder part, not just because of the screaming and cheering crowd, but because he was loving every second of Philip's dick in his mouth. The taste of Philip's flesh, the feeling of having his throat filled, even the smell of Philip as his nose inched closer to his groin.

After a moment, John was contently bobbing his head up and down half of Philip's cock. He was so focused on sucking, and licking, John was actually startled a little when he felt a pair of strong hand's on his hips. Then he remembered, Brad.