My first orgy

I was in my fourth year of college, and I had more and more fuck buddies. One of them, who I considered a normal friend, surprised me one night with an unexpected invitation.

It was Thursday, and my classmates, like every Thursday, wanted to go out drinking and to the disco, so we went out that night to party.

We started drinking cocktails and shots, which quickly took effect, and we began talking about our hookups and the last time we had fucked and with whom. As usual, I barely gave details about who it was or how many guys I had fucked recently, since I was in the closet and preferred to stay that way.

As the minutes passed, the situation became hotter, and listening to so many sexual stories from my friends and remembering the last fuck I had, I was getting very horny.

The night went on, and I still had the horniness on me, thinking only about how to get rid of it. I tried to stop thinking about it and continue enjoying the night.

It was around 6 am when they started kicking us out of the disco, when suddenly, a message arrived on WhatsApp... it was my friend:

•R5XCC: Are you still awake?

I didn't know if I should respond or not, because on the one hand, I was tired, but on the other, I remembered how hot I got earlier thinking about the last fuck I had with him and the stories of my friends, which made me doubt for a moment, but I ended up responding to the message.

•CapSalxixon: Yes, I'm awake, they just kicked us out of the club. What's up? Has the party already ended for you?

•R5XCC: Not at all! My good party is just starting, do you want to join in?

•CapSalxixon: Do you want to have a fuck?

•R5XCC: I've invited some friends over to my place, if you feel like it, come over and meet them.

•CapSalxixon: Okay, I'll be at your place in 15 minutes, but just for a bit, I'm exhausted.

After this conversation, I started getting hard thinking about the situation I might find myself in, so I said goodbye to my friends and headed to my fuck buddy's house.

When I arrived at his building, I was nervous, but it was more the desire to fuck than the shame of meeting new people in a situation like that. And after a brief pause, I called the intercom and they immediately opened the door without asking anything. I got in the elevator, and my nerves started to get the better of me, but I was so horny that I could barely think about it. Finally, the elevator arrived at the floor, and I headed to his apartment.

The door wasn't fully closed, and as I approached it, I started to hear house music and some heavy breathing. I knocked on the door and pushed it open. I will never forget the scene I saw behind that door or what happened afterwards.

As I entered my friend's apartment, a smell of joints hit me, and with my mouth open, I observed the scene in front of me; a dark living room with only a TV illuminating...