He takes it like a good slut

"P-please boys... I have a wife and kids at home!" Walter pleaded as Ngo unbuttoned his pants, causing them to fall to the floor, leaving him in the white panties he stole from his wife. At that moment, Tre shucked off Walter's shirt and Jericho swiftly looped it off, leaving Walter clad in undergarments as the three high schoolers earnestly rubbed themselves against him, their clothed dicks leaving uncomforable imprints on his skin.

"Exactly... and what would your wife think when she learns you were masquerading around as a woman, sneaking into the boy's toilets?" Jericho hissed as he began unbuttoning his pants. Walter whimpered as he heard Ngo and Tre do the same.

He also became acutely aware of a strange hotness building in his core... starting from his pussy. Oh heavens, no. Was he getting... horny?

"Shit dude! Look how wet Mr. Smith is for us!" Tre exclaimed, noting Walter's rapidly dampening underwear. Jericho smiled cruelly as he pulled his pants and underwear down, freeing his hard white cock.

"Well, well, well. That is unfortunate. What would the lovely Ms. Smith say? Tim? Jacob? Scarlet-Lily?" Jericho hissed, and Walter whimpered at the mentions of his family members. He felt Ugo's sweaty hands fumble with his bra before finally getting it, allowing it the fall to the floor,

Walter moved to cover his exposed breasts but was stopped by Jericho's strong hands.

"Nuh-uh... my God these are beautiful!" The boy purred, staring hungrily at Walter's two titties, and the hardeing, rosebud pink areolas that dotted atop them, like a cookie on a cupcake.

"Hold her arms down." Jericho whispered and Waltr winced at the misgendering. Obeying, Tre and Ngo each took a hand, all while surrptiously rubbing their freed cocks against Walter's smoothed skin.

A panicked moan escaped his lips as he felt Jericho firmly grab his breasts, squeezing them in awe.

"My God, they're bigger than Sarah's!? He exclaimed. Walter frowned.

"Who is Sarah?" He asked, mewling slightly as Jericho began to slowly massage them, getting a feel for the incredibly soft pillowy texture.

"His girlfriend." Ngo answered, hypnotized by the sight of Jericho's nimble fingers bouncing lightly on Walter's breasts. Walter stiffened. Jericho was cheating on his girl?

"Here, you guys try!" Jericho exclaimed, and before Walter could protest, Ngo and Tre shoved their bodies against his, pinning his arms down with their torsos and cock as the wrapped their arms around him, each taking a supple boob in hand. Walter mewled pathetically as the dark skinned duo played with his tits, mystified beyong compare.

"Fuck they're so soft!" Tre exclaimed, as Ngo began letting out happy little grunting noises.

"Oooh... we're going to have a lot of fun with you!" Jericho hissed, primal hunger overtaking his eyes. Walter whimpered as he felt himself being **** down to his knees.

When he was on his knees, his shins banging against the cold hard bathroom floor, the boys each took their cocks in hand and pointed them directly at his face.

"I think you know what to do." Ngo said, wiggling his cock grotesquely.

"B-but I'm not gay!" Walter protested pathetically, knowing it was of no use. The incessant burning he had been feeling before now doubled, at he was confident his pussy was gushing like a river.

"You're also happily married. Something tells me if you want either of those, one will have to go!" Jericho shot back cruelly, earning a laugh from his cronies. Walter gulped, looking at their cocks.

Jericho's was easily the biggest, at least seven inches, if not eight. It was smooth and creamy white, his throbbing cockhead already leaking precum. Ngo's was the smallest, five inches but shocking girthy, like a drill bit. Tre's was a nice middle ground, six inches, dusky brown with a rough tangle of pubic hair at the end.

Taking a deep breath and accepting his fate, Walter reluctantly reached two hands out to wrap around the hard cocks on Ngo and and Tre, slowly pumping them up and down.

"Oh fuck..." The duo growled at the stimulation. Jericho meanwhile, stepped forward, his eight inch BWC pressing insistetly against Walter's puffy pink lips.

"Open up, slut!" He hissed. Wordlessly, Walter opened his mouth and Jericho slipped his cock in with a groan of pleasure.

"Fuck you're so good!" Tre moaned as Walter began to jack him and Ngo off with increasing pace. All the while he began to move his lips up Jericho's cock. He swirled his tongue around the cock in his mouth, noting the exquisite, inherently exotic taste of dick.

"Mmm... yeah, take it slut!" Jericho hissed as he placed his hands on Walter's skull, running his hands through his golden locks.

Walter gagged as he felt Jericho's cock slap against the back of throat, feelings his aiways restrict.

"GUGHK!" He gasped as he tried to peel himself of the BWC that was fucking his face.

"Oh no you don't!" Jericho hissed, painfully grabbing his scalp and pushing him back down. A panicked squeal tried to escape Walter's lips but was **** back down by Jericho's meat, insistently trying to shove it's way down Walter's throat.

"MMPF!" Walter grunted, his hands dropping from Ngo and Tre's cock as he fought for air. Jericho wasn't letting up, a mad gleam in his eyes as he shoved Walter's pretty face closer and closer to his pubes. Walter felt his throat convulse as his eyes started straining to stay open as Jericho shoved more and more of his meat down his throat.

Suddenly Jericho pulled back, apparently having gone deep enough. Walter pulled back with a spluttered cough at his near-**** experience.

He opened his mouth to berate the cocky senior but felt his mouth get plugged back shit immediately by Jericho's cock.

"Fuck your mouth is so good!" He groaned as you began to rock his cock in and out of Walter's velvety mouth. Walter spluttered as he felt himself get used, his hands uselessly gripping at Jericho's muscular thighs as the tatse of Jericho's tangy precum imprinted itself on Walter's taste buds.

"Yo! Give us a turn too!" Ngo squealed, stroking his cock as he watched Jericho facefuck the teacher below him. Jericho looked to Ngo and smirked.

"Y'know what? Fine." Before he abruptly pulled himself out of Walter's mouth, allowing the teacher to finally breathe. Walter fell to all fours, panting heavily as saliva and precum slopped messily around his mouth.

"Oh, you're not done yet..." Tre grunted as he brought Walter's chin up. Walter had just enough time to take a breath when Tre's BBC entered his wet mouth.

"Nnngh~" Walter moaned as Tre began to slowly move his cock in and out of Walter's mouth, moaning at the sensation.

"C'mon man! What 'bout me?" Ngo asked in broken english. Tre shrugged.

"Sorry man." He murmured as he began to thrust with increasing speed, precum dribbling sloppily out of Walter's mouth and onto his tits.

"Hey!" Ngo cried out, before shoving Tre. Tre's cock flashed out of your mouth as he stumbled back. You stared, wide-eyed as Tre squared up to Ngo.

"Hey, hey, whoa whoa whoa!" Jericho intevrened, getting in between the quarrelling pair.

"Why fight? Mr. Smith's mouth is big enough to share!" Jericho said, smiling wickedly. Tre and Ngo looked at each other before shrugging, their quarrel apparently forgotten.

Equally daring smiles on the duos mouth, they strode forward for gently easing their cocks into Walter's mouth- it was a tight fit, and Walter's eyes watered as he felt his cheeks stretch but they somehow made it work.

"Fuck this feels so gay...." Ngo muttered as Walter began to suckle on the duo's touching cockheads. Tre slowly began to move his cock, coaxing filthy squelching sounds out of Walter's mouth as he fought to siwrl his tongue around the double intrusion.

Walter blood suddenly froze as he felt a pair of cold hands rest themselves along his upturned butt and pull his panties down. He pulled off the two dicks he was pleasuring.

"J-Jericho?" Walter asked timidly.

"Oh, don't you worry Mr. Smith... keep doing your thing with Ngo and Tre... don't mind me!" Jericho purred smoothly as he tugged Walter's lace panties down. Walter stiffened as he felt a slab of meat slap onto his asscrack, rubbing insistently against his pussy.

"J-Jericho! That was not the deal!" Walter exclaimed, trying to fend off the insistent dicks of Ngo and Tre.

"What deal, Mr. Smith? The one where we're able to do what we want with you, in exchange for our silence?" Jericho hissed as he playfully squeezed Walter's asshceeks.

"B-but-?" Walter protested meekly, knowing it was of no use.