What did they want? They were just standing there, boxers and shorts around their ankles, panting. For "athletic" men, they sure were out of shape. I pulled my panties back up and adjusted my skirt before running to the door. I peeked my head out but didn't see Levi anywhere. Shutting the door and turning back to address the two boys, I understood now how much help I needed.
"How long will it take for you two to go again?"
They exchanged glances between one another, confusion and... 'Was that shame?'
"Hey," I walked over to the tall man and put my hand on his chest, "You're doing me a massive favor. Genuinely. It may not seem like it and you probably weren't told much on your way over here, but... I really appreciate it."
My words worked their way into his skin until the underlying muscles relaxed.
"Levi said you were competing in some kind of porn competition or something. I didn't really believe him, but looking at you..." his voice droned off as his vision locked in on my hidden breasts.
"Would this help?" I asked, lifting the sports bra up just below my neck and letting my boobs jiggle about, freshly freed of their confinement. I stripped off one arm of my jacket, slipped out of the bra and then resecured it with my now free arm. I then did the same with the left side so that I could dump the sports bra into the laundry basket alongside my other clothes. 'What a waste of time.' I'd literally just put it on to be presentable, but here he was, already reforging himself. He was a quick second wind. I liked that.
The shorter boy hadn't yet met his refractory period yet, so I led the tall boy over to my bed on his own and laid him down, his cock springing to attention under my command. I climbed onto the bed with him and settled myself down onto it, feeling the tip tremble and stretch itself up against and into my insides. After my ass made contact with his balls I started to grind forward, lifting myself off him ever so slightly, before letting gravity push me back down, jabbing his dick as deep as I could. Each iteration attempting to outperform the previous in terms of depth.
Levi entered with three additional boys who all stopped at the door with dropped jaws watching me ride this jock, perhaps even a friend of theirs. Two of the three of them were Alfred and Lonny. Acquaintances of our group who had come to a beer pong night or two at our building.
"We're going to need a lot more than this if I'm going to make it by midnight, Levi." I said aloud.
"I know Ja... smine." he caught himself instinctually.
"Come over," I gestured to them, "Don't be shy."
The same stupid glances. They had a beautiful woman on a friend's penis directly in front of them and they STILL needed confirmation that what was happening wasn't some kind of illusion? Regardless, they were just as useful and just as excited as the first two had been. They gleefully rushed over to the bed, dropped their drawers, and stood with their cocks in hand like I were some type of buffet service.
I could immediately feel the tall boy's penis starting to soften inside me as it got more difficult to ride, even to the point of slipping out on occasion.
"I'm really sorry," I said looking him in his eyes, "It isn't you; I just have a deadline to meet is all."
I dismounted him and helped him off the bed. I then gestured for Levi to escort him out. He just wasn't going to cut it. The three new boys on the other hand would be quite the dancers. They were already stroking their dicks in anticipation of the prize set before them. One sat against the bed and pulled me down onto his lap, his sword plunging itself up and into my asshole. The next followed his position but mirrored before parking his ram into my front slot. These two had no insecurity about their ball sacks flapping against one another. Not like the tall boy who was nervous just having people watching him. The last boy stepped in between me and the boy in my vagina and stuck his cock into my pre-lubricated mouth.
Then, the three of them went to town. It went pretty much how well you imagine it would. One at a time. One hole after the next, after the next, filled with the cream of their crop... namely ejaculate. Loads and loads of it. Wasted not and wanted for not. We went for maybe three or four rounds across the following couple hours, and the boys were beginning to grow weary.
Between breaths and opportunities to talk, I managed to communicate my concerns with Levi.
"I don't... *gump*, ah... I don't think this is very efficient. *schmuck, gump*"
Levi, from what I could tell, had a stern look 'cross his face as he thought. His brows were furrowed, his eyes narrow and fixed on a single point on the floor before him. He didn't react, gaze never faltered. Just deep in thought, practicing for the day he might lift something off the floor with his mind. The only evidence I had that he was still with me was in the fingers on his hand bouncing up as if he were counting something. It reminded me of the strategies in school my teacher used to help us memorize our number nine times tables. Ring finger down, eighteen. Middle finger down, twenty-seven. Pointer finger down, thirty-six. It wasn't quite the same movements as that, but something maybe similar?
Was he angry with me? I never asked for this. The dicks in my holes and mouth started not feeling as great as the thought of Levi being upset branched out across my neurons, overriding the enjoyment I was originally feeling from bursting open these cumsicles.
"Everything will be ok." Levi stated, nearly to himself, and standing up dramatically from his chair.
In only an instance, he turned and exited the dorm room and left me alone to rotate between these four men, half of which were strangers to me, all of which were no longer growing or enthusiastic about their working conditions. One of the boys' eyes, whom I'd learned his name was Jesse, had even begun to water so much so to the point that I thought he might genuinely breakdown and weep. I had told him it was ok for him to go, but he told me that he'd never disappoint Levi like that, not ever, especially not with something so important as this.
I'd gotten the feeling in the moment that Jesse was the only one Levi had been truthful with, and that the strain of his own physiology was slowly eroding him down, chipping away at whatever willpower he had left in his heart.