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It was my rich buddy’s birthday. I had traveled hundreds of miles to attend his 38th birthday party. His brother in law and business partner had hired a musical group to wake him up with a serenade  We were about 45 buddies who had got up at 5 a.m. to wish Gimmy happiness  and success. After the moonlight serenade  he welcomed us all for a hearty breakfast at his home roof garden. The musical group kept playing and singing for our rich friend, while his wife and some of his 10 children served the tables. It was a cold winter morning, too early for booze and beer. The music stopped around 10 a.m., but none of us men wanted to leave our rich buddy’s home. We were enjoying the winter sun on the roof garden, and all the booze we could drink. So, by noon most of us were really drunk. So, our rich buddy got hold of the roof hose, and began spraying water on all of us. We all ran away from the sprinkling water, but most of us got really damped. All of us were having a big kick with the sprinkling hose, as we took turns to wet one another. The February sun was burning our skins, and then all of a sudden, it happened. Jimmy, the birthday guy, approached some us and  started to unzip our flies. One of us unzipped his. (By the way, he had ordered his wife and kids to leave us for a while.) So, we started to feel freer when he told us nobody was watching us. He began grabbing our hidden rods and balls, some of which had started to turn into hard-ons. He was so drunk by then that he pulled his seven-inch boner out, and started to jack off in front of us. Jimmy started to pant and shout: “Who wants my boner, who wants a good fuck?”

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Since most of us were his buddies, of course, not “ass-kissers”, we all began to chuckle and laugh. Jimmy had a white uncut hard-on cock which popped out of his fly looking large, and erotically ready for a good wank from one of us. He swirled it around showing the  cheering crowd his white pecker, while he caressed and jerked it with utmost lewdness. He then grabbed my prick, and with his left hand pulled it out. I was hard as a rock. “Look, Bunt, has a nice cut piece of meat. Oh, and it’s huge” How huge, Bunt?” I grabbed my stiff pecker with my left hand, and said: “It?s only six inches, man, six inches. Not too large” Do you want to suck it as a birthday present for you, man? Jimmy got close to me and began to tease my prick, especially by squeezing its glans. “Look, guys, look how purple his head is”, he jeered. Most of the other guys, about forty three, had now their hands on their hard-ons, and most had pulled them out. Some would shout: “We’ll follow the leader” Whatever you do, Jimmy, we’ll do!” We were about 45 guys wanking away, and some of us were so drunk that we didn’t care if we were acting as a bunch of queers. Some began to suck cock; other wanked another guy’s rod; and Jimmy and I, well, just petted each other’ hard-ons. There was a moment when there was no more noise going on. The 45 of us had stripped down our  Underwear and pants, and roamed through the roof top naked, showing our hot and upward boners saluting the February sun. When the panting increased, Jimmy had all of us form a teamback circle, and dared us to spout our oozing jizzes unto several empty booze bottles. I wonder if someone had a camera, and took pictures of this semi-gay birthday party (all of us were supposedly heterosexual).

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Then there was a big and unanimous uproar that was probably heard all over town: “Cumming, man, cumming!” Our 45 jizzes flew all over, but never entered the bottle necks. Oh, we were all so hot that we all wanted each other arses, or some female cunts in which to squirt our oozing spunks. We all ended exhausted, since the booze had prolongued our wanking  happy birthday party. I knelt on the floor, and let my rod spout its cum squirt by squirt. I even got someone’s jizz on my body. We had been all alone on the roof, and we had all jerked off our last drop of cum unto the floor. It was fun watching 45 peckers, including mine, subside, and shrink down to about two to three inches long. We all found our clothes and got dressed. Some of these pants, shoes, and underwear were wet with water and cum. After Jimmy got dressed, we all surrounded him with our peckers well-kept underneath our pants, and expressed that we had all had the greatest fun of our lives. Some us left and went back to our hotels and homes to take a shower, and to get ready for the afternoon luncheon by the river. Jimmy and some of us stayed to clean the roof floor with the hose, leading all the juices into the roof sewage.There our kinky semi-gay birthday party got lost onto oblivion. None of our wives would ever find out about this kinky roof party. No, sir! Jimmy is still alive, but I’m sure there’ll be no happy birthday party like that February morning at his home roof gartden for the rest of our lives! Fussy