Tristan and Skylar baked cookies to share with the seven other boys in their aerobic dance club in celebration of an amazing dance competition season. They made an assortment of cookies: chocolate chip, double chocolate, snickerdoodle, and peanut butter.
The boys were so delighted to see Tristan and Skylar come in with a plate of treats that day at practice. They thanked him and Skylar graciously before diving into the plate. All was well for a moment before Phillip paused and stared blankly at his cookie.
“Phillip, is something wrong?” Tristan asked.
“Tristan,” Phillip replied, “are these by chance peanut butter flavored?”
Tristan grew pale as fear sank deep into his gut. How could he have forgotten to take peanut allergies into account? “Oh...Oh, no…”
“I need...” Phillip gasped, “I need potassium!”
“Potassium??” Tristan said panicking. “How can we get that??” The other boys were frantically looking around too, trying to see if anyone had any idea of what to do.
Phillip was losing his breath as the reaction gripped his throat tighter and tighter.
Suddenly, Skylar had a flashback to a day in junior high, when he and his friends thought it would be funny to look up “semen” in the encyclopedia. 
He knew exactly how to get some potassium.
“Guys! Guys!” Skylar shouted. “This is going to sound crazy, but we all need to cum in Phillip’s mouth!” Without skipping a beat, he dropped his booty shorts and started stroking his cock.
Tristan and the others stared at Skylar in shock. “Wh...What?!”
Phillip’s throat was constricting tighter and tighter. He knew there was no time to wait. He knelt down and opened his mouth in anticipation of whatever medication Skylar was about to give him. Skylar was completely serious. One by one, the other boys dropped their shorts too, their dicks flying upward as they became free from the spandex.
Ten seconds later, it was a complete group wank around Phillip’s mouth―a long-time fantasy for some; a dream come true for all. It was the first time the team got a good look at each other’s erect dicks, which just made them hornier, which made them harder, which made them all the more hornier.
One after another, the shots came squirting in.
“Oh... I’m gonna…cum.” 
“Oh, Phillip! Here!”
“H-holy fffuck.”
Phillip was coming back to life, with each gulp of cum being followed by bigger and easier gasps of air. By the time the last boy shot his load, everyone was out of breath.
They all looked around at each other again, embarrassed but smiling. 
“Heh, Phillip, you should have an allergic reaction more often,” one of them said jokingly.
Phillip was alive but emotionless. “Thanks for saving my life, you guys,” he said solemnly, like he was in some fucking Lord of the Rings ass shit. “Really, I could have been a goner if it weren’t for you.”
Tristan knelt down next to him with tears in his eyes. “Phillip, I’m so sorry. If I had known, I never would have brought those cookies.” Tristan was still erect as fuck though because holy hell that was hot.
“Ah it’s alright,” Phillip replied. “I shoulda known the one I grabbed was peanut butter.”
“Well there’s still plenty of others for you to have!” Skylar said, trying to lighten the mood.
“Say, did either of you bring milk?” one of the other boys asked.
“Oh shoot!” Tristan said. “I completely forgot.”
Phillip perked up back to his feet. “It’s alright.” He pulled down his short to expose his penis. “I still got plenty of milk of my own 😉.”
Everyone slapped Phillip and that’s the end of this story lmao holy shit I’m done.