Channing Tatum was just starting to wake up. His eyes slowly opened and adjusted to the light in the room. The first thing he became aware of was that he was hungover, he must have had a lot to drink last night. He was laying sprawled out on his back and lifted his head to look down at his body; he was stark naked, covered in a sheen of sweat and his soft cock was sticky with sexual fluids. Channing recognized that he was in his own bedroom and then rubbed his forehead as he tried to remember what happened. All of last night was a blank to him, the only thing he knew for sure was that he passed-out nude in his own bed. As he sat up on the edge of the bed he felt a familiar warm pain between his buttocks. He had gotten fucked last night; hard, by someone who was well-hung. Tatum stood up, slowly walked out of his room and headed downstairs to his living room. It was obvious he had hosted a party last night, a pretty wild one by the looks of it. Furniture had been moved around, there were empty glasses everywhere and more than a few pieces of clothing had been left on the floor. Suddenly Channing had a flash of memory from last night. He remembered standing on his couch to get people’s attention then he peeled off his shirt, tossed it to the crowd and started dancing to music while people cheered for him. Channing tried to focus but couldn’t recall anything else yet. He then walked out to his patio.
Matt Bomer was laying nude on a lounge chair by Tatum’s pool. He had his legs spread wide, one foot planted on each side of the chair. Bomer’s toned body and exposed cock were slick and sticky like Channing was. He had sunglasses on so it wasn’t possible to tell if he was asleep or not until he turned his head towards his friend. “Dude, how are you able to walk around?” He grumbled.
Channing slowly sat down in the chair next to his Magic Mike co-star. “What the fuck happened last night, man?” He asked, laughing a bit.
“You got wasted, that’s what.” Matt answered with a smirk. “You threw a hell of a party, buddy. And since I’m guessing you don’t remember... I’ll let you know that you and I put on quite the show.” He said, placing his hands behind his head.
“Is that so?” Tatum remarked as he started to get another memory. He recalled dancing with Bomer, both of them shirtless and putting their sinewy bodies to good use while a crowd gathered around them. He then remembered the two men leaned into each other and started making-out while the crowd went wild. “I think we were popular last night.” He chuckled.
“Ohhh yeah, we were very... very... very... popular.” Matt replied, grinning as his raised his hips up to simulate humping repeatedly to punctuate his comment.
Tatum leaned over and brought his head down to his Bomer’s crotch. He opened his mouth and slurped all the various fluids off of his friend’s shaft. “Tastes pretty damn popular.” He gave his friend a knowing wink. “But there’s something else I need help remembering.” Channing said as he sat back up.
“And what would that be?” Matt asked, still grinning at his fellow actor.
“Why does my ass feel like I sat on a baseball bat last night?” Tatum laughed while rubbing one of his sore buttocks. “Did I sit on a baseball bat last night?”
Bomer laughed with his friend. “Well uhh… the last time I saw you, you were headed up to your bedroom with a certain horse-hung buddy of ours.” He explained.
“Ohh shit! The ‘Italian Stallion’? I never thought I’d let his cock near my ass.” Channing replied.
“Yeah? Well I did things last night I hadn’t done since college, man. Like I said; you threw a hell of a party. For all I know you did sit on a baseball bat.” Matt teased.
Suddenly another man came streaking out of the house and shouted; “Cannonball!”, before he leapt into the pool.
When Channing and Matt turned and looked they only got a brief glimpse of the large, muscular man’s nudity before he jumped in the pool, causing a huge splash. When he came up to the surface they saw it was their Magic Mike co-star Joe Manganiello.
“Surprised to see you two up this early.” Manganiello laughed.
“Surprised you’re not as hungover as us.” Tatum replied, smiling at his friend.
“You two are lightweights. But don’t worry, I made sure everyone left your party with a safe ride home. You’re welcome for that.” Joe explained smugly as he got up out of the pool. He stood in front of them with his hands on his hips, letting them get a good look at his wet, naked body. “You two look like you could use a nice, hot shower.” He said, grinning at them.
“That does sound good… What do you think?” Channing asked, looking over at Bomer.
“Well…” Matt took of his sunglasses. “I guess a shower does sound pretty good.”
The three men headed back into the house. Manganiello put an arm around both of them as he walked with them and helped their tired bodies get to the bathroom quicker. After they all stepped into the shower together Joe turned on the hot water and grabbed a bar of soap. “I wouldn’t drop this if I were you; especially after last night.” He joked, giving Tatum a hard smack on the ass.
Channing took the bar of soap and rubbed it over Joe’s brawny pecs. “I won’t be bending over around you for a long time.” He laughed.
“Don’t worry, Joe; I’ll still bend over for you.” Bomer said, giving Manganiello a kiss on the lips.
The three men began washing each other, lathering each other’s sinewy bodies with soap. Their limbs became intertwined as they caressed every supple inch of their physiques. The hot water felt great cascading over their muscles and each man quickly had a full erection. They started rubbing all three of their hard cocks together while Channing and Matt began making-out.
“You boys put on a good performance last night. I think I’ll join you this time.” Joe whispered to them before he leaned his head over and they engaged in a three-way kiss.
The men continued like that for some time; kissing and frotting while groping each other.
“Goddamn, I need to fuck someone!” Manganiello grunted. He could feel his massive prick throbbing, begging to be satisfied.
Without saying a word Bomer turned around, arched his back and rubbed his shapely ass against his co-star’s manhood.
Joe eagerly penetrated his fellow actor, forcing all 12 inches of his thick shaft up that tight ass.
Seeing Matt take Manganiello’s cock brought back another memory for Channing and he recalled bouncing up and down on the tall stud last night. His asshole ached just from remembering it and he was glad his friend was the one getting fucked this time. Tatum stood in front of Bomer and gave him another kiss before pushing his head down, encouraging him to give a blowjob.
Matt happily complied; leaning over and going down on Channing while getting plowed hard by Joe from behind. He was pushed back and forth between the two men as they thrust into him repeatedly, spit-roasting him with their cocks.
Manganiello and Tatum grinned at each other and slapped a high-five as they continued fucking their friend in both ends, working-up a good rhythm.
Bomer was in heaven as he was stuffed and gagged with their manhood.
After carrying on like that for a while Joe was the first to cum. He gripped both his nipples between his fingers and pinched and twisted them roughly as he climaxed. He let out a long growl as he fired his load deep inside Matt.
Channing came next and he kept thrusting his hips as he sprayed his spunk down Bomer’s throat.
Matt eagerly swallowed every last drop of the Magic Mike star’s cum. As he straightened back up Tatum knelt in front of him and started sucking his cock in return. Bomer grabbed the back of Channing’s head as he moaned at the expert oral service.
Manganiello pulled Matt into a kiss and felt his body quiver as he came in their friend’s mouth.
After the three men recovered from their orgasms they dried themselves off and headed into the living room. They all sat down on the couch together, still completely nude.
“So, uhhh… is my underwear around here somewhere?” Bomer asked as he looked around at all the discarded clothes laying on the floor. “Did I wear underwear yesterday?”
“I can’t recall if you did.” Joe chuckled.
“Well I’ve got to be getting home before Simon gets suspicious.” Matt said as he stood up and grabbed a pair of swim trunks. He stepped into the trunks and pulled them up his body but they were too big and slid right back down when he let go. “Shit, there’s gotta’ be something that’ll fit me here.” He tried on a thong that was too small and barely contained his soft cock.
“Hey, you look good in that.” Tatum remarked as he and Manganiello shared a dirty grin. They both got an eye-full of Bomer from behind as that tiny thong was flossing his round ass.
“It’ll do.” Matt replied, as he quickly slipped on a cropped t-shirt that hugged his body.
Channing and Joe looked up at Matt incredulously. “Are you seriously gonna’ leave dressed like that?” The Magic Mike star asked.
“Don’t worry; Simon loves it when I dress like a slut. He’ll be so distracted he won’t even think to ask me what I’ve been up to.” Bomer explained, smirking at them.
“Yeah, you definitely look… distracting.” Manganiello said as he eyed Matt up and down, taking in the sight of all that exposed, sinewy flesh.
“See ya’ later, guys. Make sure to invite me to your next little ‘get-together’.” Bomer said, winking at Tatum before he turned to leave.
Channing and Joe stared at his ass as he left, watching it bounce as he walked away.
“Next time that bubble-butt is all mine.” Tatum said after Matt left.
“Not unless you’re willing to give up your pussy in exchange.” Manganiello laughed.
“No way, man. You’re not putting that thing inside me ever again.” Channing replied as he playfully swatted Joe’s cock with the back of his hand.
Manganiello chuckled and stood up. “You say that now but when you remember how much you enjoyed it last night you’ll come crawling back for more.” He said shaking his hips a bit, wagging his manhood in front of Tatum. Even while flaccid his shaft was still long and thick.
“Judging by the ache in my ass I’m glad I can’t remember what happened.” Channing replied.
Joe grabbed the pair of swim trunks that were too big for Bomer and slipped them on. “I gotta’ get headin’ out too.” He declared. “But thanks for having me.” He added with a sly grin.
The Magic Mike star stood up and the two men clapped each other on the back.
“Trust me buddy; just remember last night.” Manganiello whispered in his ear.
Tatum laughed as his friend spanked his sore ass before leaving.
Once he was alone in the house Channing headed back up to his bedroom to put on some fresh clothes. But when he stood in front of the open doorway to his room and saw his bed he started to recall what happened last night. He remembered Joe sitting on the bed while he straddled his co-star’s lap. His legs were spread wide when he pushed himself down on Manganiello’s engorged erection. The pain was intense at first; it felt like his ass was going to be split in two, but Tatum was drunk and determined to take the whole thing up his ass.
“I don’t know if you’re man enough for this.” Joe taunted him with a smug grin.
“Just you watch…” Channing had responded, his speech slurring. He kept forcing his body down until the entire length of his friend’s massive cock was lodged in his ass. “Ha ha!” He then shouted before he dove into a sloppy make-out session with Manganiello. The two explored each other’s mouths with their tongues while Tatum started bouncing his body up and down, riding Joe’s prick.
Eventually Manganiello grabbed Channing by the waist and began a rhythm of thrusting his hips up into the smaller man while pulling him down onto his throbbing cock.
Feeling his anus stuffed and his prostate rubbed by his friend’s thick Italian sausage had driven the Magic Mike star wild and he leaned his head down to suck and bite Joe’s nipples.
“Yeah! That’s it, chew on ‘em!” Manganiello growled with enthusiasm when he felt Tatum nibbling on his sensitive nipples and it prompted him to fuck his co-star even harder.
Channing was moaning out loud by this time and everyone in the living room heard the two men carrying on like that.
When Joe reached orgasm he let out a deep, loud roar while he filled Tatum with his hot spunk. Channing howled with pleasure when he felt his buddy’s cum spurting against his prostate and his own cock sprayed his load all over Manganiello’s ripped torso. The Magic Mike star was shocked by the memory of how intense the pleasure was and felt thankful he hadn’t completely forgotten it after he passed-out last night. While getting dressed he chuckled. “Damn! Joe was right.” He said to himself. Now that he remembered just how good the sex was, Tatum was prepared to come crawling back to Manganiello for more.
