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We made our way back to the condo and I can honestly say I’ve never been as horny.  More than anything in the world, I wanted to take turns fucking my boys’ brains out.  And when I was done with them, I wanted them to do the same to me.  I was insatiable.

Less than 24 hours ago, I had abdicated my role as Daddy.  Now I was their sub (somewhat willingly I admit), who, in the last 18 hours, had sucked them off on my knees with my hands restrained behind me, been displayed and inspected by them, tied to a chair and reduced to a cuckold, been blasted with their cum over my face and body, spent two hours on The Edge—a next generation sex toy that sadistically edges its victims, and finally,  been put on display at the pool wearing next to nothing.   I had produced more cum in the past few hours than in the past few months.  My balls ached and I needed release, badly.   And when you’re that horny with testosterone pumping through your veins instead of blood, you think with your cock, not your brain.  I was putty in their hands.

“All right, boys”, I asked, “What next?” knowing this game was far from over.

Pook, who had now assumed the role of ringleader, quickly responded, “A little chill time for now, daddy.   We’ll have some dinner and relax, then we’re taking you to The Eagle.  Tonight happens to be ‘Daddy Night’ so we’re in luck, aren’t we Nickie?”

Nick, who was having fun playing along, but slightly worried this was going too far, walked up behind me to give me a hug, and responded, “Daddy, there’s nothing I’d rather do than show you off tonight.  I’ll be the envy of every other guy at The Eagle.”   I guess that was his way of saying, ‘Yup, we’re taking you to The Eagle’ but softening the blow a little.

“Of course”, I responded.  “Whatever you boys want.  I’m ready for anything.”  I couldn’t believe I heard myself say that, but like I said, I was thinking with my cock, not my brain.

“Oh…we’re gonna have fun tonight!” Pook announced and gave Nick a high-five.   “Let’s get some dinner, have a few drinks.  Bus leaves at 10.  And Pete, Nickie and I have something special for you to wear tonight, don’t we Nick?”

Now really getting into the mood, Nick walked up behind me, grabbed my package from behind, squeezed it (hard!) and answered, “We sure do, Daddy.  We sure do!”

As I was still wearing nothing but the infamous white speedo, I immediately hardened up, again, which gave my boys, Pook in particular, great pleasure.  “Keep it nice and hard like that, Pete, and you’ll be VERY popular tonight”, he quipped.

We settled into a quiet evening.  Steak on the grill, bourbon on the rocks, and unceasing innuendo from my boys.  If their goal was to elevate my libido beyond its already stratospherically high levels, they were succeeding. 

While Pook was in his room getting ready, he yelled to me, “Hey Pete, Nick and I picked out your outfit tonight.  It’s on your bed waiting for you.”   Oh shit, I thought, here we go…

I eased into the room to find Nick already getting dressed.  So far, all he had on was a tight pair of jeans and was shirtless.   Given the past 24 hours, I shouldn’t have been surprised to see what they had picked out for me:   a pair of cutoff jeans so short they barely covered my ass, a pair of work boots, and…a collar and leash.   I’m not sure exactly what I was expecting, so I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I didn’t want to go down without a fight.  “What the fuck is this?” I bellowed to anyone who would listen.

Nick was already in the room with me and had to stifle his laugh.  Pook ran in to savor my displeasure.  “What’s wrong daddy?”, he asked.  “Remember, it’s Daddy Night tonight and we want you to be the hottest one there.”

I held up the remnants of denim that were doubling as shorts, and asked, “Seriously?  My balls will be hanging out of these.”

“Oh shit,” remarked Nick. “We forgot this”, and grabbed something from his drawer and tossed it to me.  It was an army green Nasty Pig jock strap, just right for a raunchy night at The Eagle.  “This should keep you….intact”, he smiled.

I grabbed it as he tossed and sarcastically answered, “Thanks…makes all the difference.”

As we were getting dressed, I continued to act non-plussed, but secretly was nearly pre-cumming in my tiny shorts awaiting the night ahead.   We finished dressing (what little we were wearing) and met in the kitchen for one last bourbon.  I looked at the three of us and wanted to cum on the spot.   Nick was wearing tight jeans, work boots and was shirtless other than a leather harness.   Pook was even hotter…like Nick he was shirtless and harnessed, but he was wearing chaps over a black jockstrap, and, of course, the requisite work boots. Seeing these two, I didn’t feel quite as exposed, although the shorts were insanely tiny on me.  They crawled up my ass so far you could see the jock straps jock framing my ass peeking out from the shorts.  Pook handed Nick the leather collar and leash and said “You do the honors, Nickie”, apparently indicating Nick would place the collar around my neck for the evening. 

He respectfully placed the collar around my neck, tightened it and attached the leash.   I leaned into him, slid my tongue into his ear and whispered “This is so fucking hot, boy.  But remember, what goes around, comes around”.

Feigning disgust at Nick’s and my impromptu make out session, Pook said, “Don’t make me have to pull you two apart,” and quickly added, “Ok, now let’s ramp up the fun”, and unexpectedly pulled out a joint, lit it, and took an exceptionally deep drag.    I hadn’t done weed in quite a while and quickly debated in my mind whether I’d partake.  I typically love the high it induces, but it usually it makes me extra horny, and I didn’t know if I my body could withstand any more sexual stimulus.   Nick then closed his eyes, took a deep drag and handed me the joint.  Damn, I thought, I’m in this far, might as well go all the way, and took a slow, long, deep drag.   I held it as long as I could, slowly and fully exhaled, and almost immediately felt its impact.  I don’t know exactly what it was or where Pook sourced it, but it was exquisite.  The frustration caused by the cum denial of the last 24 hours nearly evaporated.   I could feel my shoulders lighten, my back relax, and a swoosh of pleasure swept into my groin.

We leisurely, and with a more than a few giggles, passed the joint between us until the last shred of cannabis had been smoked.  We were equally relaxed, giddy, and horny as shit.  By now, Pook had taken control of the evening and suggested it was time to get going.  As we were walking out to catch our Uber, we stopped at the floor-to-ceiling mirror to take one last look at ourselves.   ‘Holy shit’ I thought to myself, the three of us were—if I say so myself—like gods.   I looked at myself and thought ‘You are one swole daddy’.  I work hard on my body and it shows.  My muscle definition glistened in the dim light.   Pook, on one side of me, now 39, with baby smooth skin stretched over his taught, muscled frame.  His chaps hung low on his waist accentuating his cum gutters that virtually ordered you to drop to your knees and beg for his cock.   Nick, on my other side, slightly younger, and with the most athletic frame among us.  Slightly hairy, incredibly muscular pecs and arms with a treasure trail that competed easily with Pooks cum gutters.  With me in the middle of the two of them, just looking at the three of us in the mirror made me hard.  

We made our way to the Eagle and got there a little after 10, just as things were starting to heat up.  We had the Uber drop us off about a block away so we could smoke another joint before heading in.  My anxiety was replaced by a growing sense of sluttiness, so when Nick stopped me before we entered to leash me, I wore my collared leash like a badge of honor.  I was owned by these two men tonight, and felt like the most desired man in Dallas.

Although I shouldn’t have been surprised as we entered the club, my senses were assaulted.  Most notably, the smell of beer, smoke, sweat, and the slightest essence of dried cum.  Wall-to-wall shirtless, leather-clad men.  Harnesses, collars, leashes, armbands, biker’s caps, chaps, and, of course, work boots.  All pure men.   Daddies, and the boys who love them.  Talking, drinking, smoking, dancing, grinding, all to soundtrack of thumping, sexually-charged music.  

Nick, who held my leash, guided me through the crowd and it was almost as if the sea parted to let us through.  I don’t think there were three hotter men there that night, and we were definitely noticed.  Nick and Pook led me to a bar toward the back where it was darker and slightly more intimate.  Pook got us each a beer and when he returned with them he said to us, “You’ve made quite an entrance, Pete.  If you haven’t noticed, there are a lot of guys here who want to fuck you tonight.”

The three of us stood, drinking our beers with Pook and Nick taking turns squeezing my thickening cock or twisting one of my nipples.  I’m pretty sure it was as much a signal that they owned me as it was a base desire to feel my flesh, and in the state I was in, both were ok.  At one point with their hands all over me, I pulled their faces to mine for a 3-man kiss.  Our mouths got a good workout as we explored each other’s faces with our tongues and by the time we were done, Nick had his hands down my barely existent shorts and was grasping my hard cock  with an intensity that revealed his horniness and heightened my own.

The night progressed as you might expect.  We drank some beers, flirted with other hot daddies, danced, groped each other relentlessly.  And I was getting more than my fair share of attention.  Then, somewhat unexpectedly, Nick gave my leash a tug and said,  “Let’s take this to the back room, your boy is getting pretty horny watching everyone drool over you”.

Nick pulled me on my leash through a sea of sweaty guys to the back room which was exactly as you’d imagine.  Dark, shadowy, with the sounds of flesh slapping and men moaning.   Nick immediately moved behind me to put his arms around my waist.  He unbuttoned my shorts, leaned in and said, “Lose them” as they dropped down to my ankles.  Fortunately (or not) there was virtually no inseam, so they slid right over my boots and I found myself in nothing but my jockstrap.   That was how my boys apparently wanted me because Nick pressed in from behind and Pook from the front and began the most sensuous make out session in the history of making out.  With the ambient sounds and smell of raw sex surrounding us, the three of us had collapsed into one, writhing unit.   Essentially, Nick and Pook were making out with me in the middle.  Both sets of their hands roughly manhandled me, pinching, slapping, groping, with their fingers quickly finding their way to my exposed hole. 

Somewhere they had lubed up their hands and simultaneously penetrated me with their middle fingers at the same time.  It was like begin DP’d, but with two fingers instead of two cocks.  Sensing my strong reaction, they continued mercilessly.   They went back-and-forth massaging my P-spot until I thought I would explode.  

I felt Nick, still behind me, unbuckle his belt and lower his pants, including his jockstrap, so his torrid cock rubbed up and down my crack.  “Like that Daddy?” he whispered. 

After some time of teasing my hole, he used the lube from his hands to lube my hole and then his cock.  He put my head in a headlock and placed the tip of his cock squarely on my hole.  Pook was still grinding away from the front of me, and Nick pulled Pook closer to me and whispered to him, “I’m gonna fuck my Daddy now.”   Pook pushed his face close to my ear and whispered, “I’ve always loved you Pete; kiss me while your boy fucks you”, and put his lips to mine with the most emotionally charged kiss imaginable.  At exactly the same time, Nick pushed his cock into my hole very, very slowly.  I arched my back to better take him, but it wasn’t easy.   “Nick, I love it when you’re in me”, I whispered to them both.  Meanwhile, Pook continued to kiss me hungrily.

Nick, knowing we still had an intense night of sex in front of us, decided this was not the time or place to breed me, pulled out and whispered, “On your knees, Daddy”.  I happily dropped to the floor to find Nick’s rock hard cock that had just been lodged in me, begging to be sucked.  Almost immediately Pook dropped his pants as well leaving me with two beautiful cocks to worship.  The night was getting even better.  Without explanation, Pook’s hand dropped down and handed me a fresh bottle of poppers.    I don’t use them often, but when I do, watch out.  I’m on my knees in nothing but a jockstrap sucking off two hot men in front of an audience that was hungrily watching two young men abuse their daddy. 

I took two long, slow hits of the poppers and handed them back to Pook who did the same, along with Nick.  All three of us were now on fire.  All I wanted was their cocks as deep in my throat as they’d go.   And then even further.  All they wanted was to feel my tongue and mouth caress their manhood.  Looking up, they were making out passionately while I knelt below them adoringly, sucking them as if my life depended on it.  And in a way it did.  I knew I’d never have this chance with the two of them together again and I wanted it to be unforgettable.  I alternated between them.   Nick’s pace was slow and methodical; he savored the warmth of my mouth.  Pook pummeled me.  It was like his loving revenge.   At one point, I reached back up asking for the poppers, took another long hit, and resumed the task at hand.   The poppers have a strange and wonderful way of relaxing the muscles in your anus and your mouth, so I opened as wide as I could and took both my sexy boys’ cocks in my mouth at once.  When they felt what I was doing, they groaned in unison using the confines of my mouth to press their cocks together and heighten their ecstasy.  Earlier, I had each of their fingers in my hole at the same time; now both of their cocks in my mouth.  What if this pattern continues, I thought to myself…

I could feel the boys starting to get close and, no surprise, they pulled out and brought me back up to my feet.  “Daddy, I think it’s time we take you home and get you in bed.  We’ve only just started with you”, Nick bluntly informed me.

Now just in my jockstrap, the three of us walked through the bar, arm-in-arm and called an Uber.  It didn’t even occur to me that I was wearing next to nothing when we were picked up;  I figured the Uber driver  picking up at The Eagle at 1AM had seen just about everything.

Given we were all nearly nude, we carefully made our way back to my condo and breathed a sigh of relief we had done so without being exposed.   Immediately after walking in the door I grabbed my two boys, and pulled them forcefully into me to continue the passionate 3-way kiss that had started in the Dark Room.  I wanted to get naked and force myself on them, and although it was past midnight, I didn’t want the night to end.

“Pook”, I barked, “Any more joints left?”  

He got a huge smile on his face and answered “Yes SIR!”  and quickly dug one out of his bag and lit up.  Standing in my kitchen, Pook immediately fired one up and passed it among the three of us.   As we did that, I poured us all another bourbon to keep the mood going.

The pot was absolutely amazing.  Once again, the anxiety had disappeared and my groin was on fire.  Between the sordid activities of the afternoon when I was continually edged and the eroticism of The Eagle, I wanted one thing and one thing only:   COCK.  My boys had planned it this way, and they had achieved their goal.   Get Daddy horny as shit.   They’re plan had worked, and I had a plan of my own.

After the last puff, I looked at them and said, without hesitation:  “Into the bedroom”.

I followed them into the bedroom and laid on the bed on my back while they stood there awaiting orders.  “Strip, both of you”, I demanded. 

They exchanged glances wondering how they should play this, but decided to go along. 

As I climbed up onto the bed and laid on my back, I let them stand there, nude, partly to admire their bodies, partly to build tension.   Finally, I patted the sides of the bed next to my waist, and said, “Up here.  Now.”

They climbed up and instinctively knelt next to my waist, staring at my groin, still constrained in the Nasty Pig jock strap.   “Lick it” I said as I looked down at my cock.

They didn’t disappoint.  As horny as I was, they were hungry little fuckers that quickly devoured my fabric-covered cock and balls.  They knew exactly what to do.  Get daddy’s jockstrap so wet and saliva-covered, pull it off with their teeth, and work daddy’s cock.  I didn’t need to tell them; they were well trained.

They did just as I had expected and, as they peeled off my jockstrap and were staring at my engorged cock.  I reached out and placed my hands on the back of each of their heads and guided them down to my cock.  “You two have misbehaved today, but I love you both and will overlook that.   You’ve earned my cock.”   With that, I pushed their faces gently down to my groin and, without a care in the world, watched my boys fight for the right to take my cock in their mouth.

They each wanted it, but were willing to share it.  They slid their mouths and tongues up and down my cock, one on each side and were careful to coordinate their moves.  When one would deep throat me, the other would swallow both of my balls.  When one would tickle my perinium with their tongue, the other would tease my piss slit.  It was as if they had practiced for this moment. 

I had to be careful as I was close to cumming and, knowing this, they were cautious not to take me over the edge too quickly.  They knew we had a long night in front of us.   I happened to glance over to the side table by the bed and noticed the fresh bottle of poppers.  This night had been so glorious, I thought ’what the fuck’, picked up the bottle and offered it to my boys.  They looked up to me with gratitude and both took a couple long hits.  I followed suit with hits of my own.

Now we were flying.    They instantly became ravenous.  The fought over my cock.  Who got my mushroom head?  Who got my balls?  Who got the shaft?  As they were devouring me they somehow found a way to look up at me adoringly.  My cock had never been this engorged, and they had never been so hungry for it.  Nick would pull my dick so it was uncomfortably perpendicular to my torso, and Pook would kneel over it and drip saliva down my cock.  Then they’d take turns bobbing up and down my cock.  Then they’d pull back from it and slide their mouths up and down it in unison, and steal passionate kisses with each other along the way.

I was so out of my mind I couldn’t help but to lift my ass off the bed to encourage them to lick their way to my hole.  As glorious as their mutual blow job was, now my hole begged for attention.   As soon as I signaled what I was looking for, they responded in kind.

Again, as if planned, Pook hopped up on his knees and pulled my legs us in the air to expose my hole.  Nick, his partner in crime, dove into my hole like the world would explode if he didn’t taste my hole immediately. 

“FUCK” I cried. 

Pook was on his knees, holding my legs vertical while Nick attacked my hole with his tongue.  “Your boy loves your hole, daddy,” telling me something that was quite apparent.    “What do you say to your boys?” he added.

“I needed this so badly.”

“So did we Daddy”, Nick looked up at me and said.  “So did we.”

After a few minutes of Nick ravaging my hole, I thought it was time to change it up.  I was so turned on I wasn’t sure how long I’d last. 

But now that I was back in charge and time was short—Pook was on a plane back home tomorrow—I had made a commitment to myself to make two things happen. 

The first was pretty straightforward:  I was going to fuck them both.  Hard.  Alternate between them, back and forth, making the one who’s not getting fucked beg to get my cock back in their hole.   The second, not at all straightforward…we’ll get to that in a minute.

I sat up, pushed them away and ordered both of them on their stomachs; better to admire, devour and assault their sweet asses.   “On your stomachs, close together, back’s arched, weight on your elbows”, I ordered. Knowing full well that I was now in charge, they complied immediately.  I stood at the foot of the bed, admiring their taught, almost perfect bodies.  Men, not boys, carved out of marble like the David.  Like me, they put a premium on fitness and masculinity, and also like me, it showed.   Both had extraordinarily wide shoulders that tapered into muscled, V-shaped backs down to narrow, almost boy like hips, with bulbous, muscled glutes.  Their cracks were deep and pronounced and begged to be split open.  Their legs were like tree trunks, and between them, peeking out from under each of their torsos, were their balls and cock, smashed into the bedding.

I stood admiring my reward for my 24 hours of submission.   Their legs were each spread out in a V shape so I knelt on the bed, with one knee in between each of their legs, bent down and placed my hands just outside their waists, and lowered my head to their asses.  Before I began to use them for my pleasure, I simply breathed long, deep breaths and blew onto their glutes.   They groaned slightly so I knew they felt me there, and they had to be wondering what evil I was about to inflict on them.  Would I whip them?  Slap them with the back of my hand?  Dry fuck them?   While all those ideas were enticing, I wasn’t into punishment.  I wanted to hear them groan with pleasure, not pain.

Lowering my head even further, I stuck out my tongue and, starting with Nick’s taint, slowly licking up his crack.  The anticipation must’ve been killing him because even that minor sensation sent him into orbit.  “Oh my god!!!!”, he wailed and pushed his ass in the air for me to take more.  I didn’t disappoint.  As he pushed his well-formed glutes into my face, I took both hands, pulled them apart to take my prize.  His rosebud was waiting for me, but not patiently.  “Please daddy”, he cried as I contemplated his picture-perfect hole.  I fully leaned in and claimed him.  I flattened my tongue knowing that’s how he likes it, and slowly licked up and down his convulsing hole.  I quickened my pace, and as I did, he spread his legs wider apart signaling me to deeper and harder. 

We continued that for a few short minutes, and I looked up to see my boys, still both resting on their elbows, clasping their adjoining hands.  Nick to my right; Pook to my left. Their hands were grasping each other’s with such intensity I was sure they had cut off each other’s blood supply.   “Don’t worry, Pook, you’re next”, I murmured.

“Please daddy”, was all Pook could say.   I leaned over Pook now, and did the same.  Heavy breathing, slight lick up his crack, and then full, hunger-driven devouring of his hole.   While my tongue was busy with Pook, I stopped quickly to spit on my right middle finger to prepare Nick’s hole while I was eating Pook’s.  I had both of them going now…one with my tongue, the other with my finger.  As we continued, I’d aggressively spit on my finger as the time for full penetration was getting closer.  I wanted my boys, both of them, good and wet for their daddy.  I could tell Nick was feeling neglected, so I went back down to eat his hole while I used my left middle finger to prep Pook.  He nearly squealed with delight, as he knew what that signaled for him.   The action became more and more intense, until finally, I laid on my stomach and got eye level with their holes and callously spit into each of them, uttering vulgarities. 

SPIT IN NICK’S HOLE:   “This is to make sure my cock slides in nice and easy, Nick”

SPIT IN POOK’S HOLE:  “This one’s for you, Pook, I bet you haven’t had a cock this thick since the last time I fucked you”

SPIT IN NICK’S HOLE:  “I want Pook to hear you scream when I fuck you.”

SPIT IN POOK’S HOLE:  “I’m gonna tear up your insides, just like the old days.”

SPIT IN NICK’S HOLE:  “Nick, I’ve never fucked you like I’m gonna fuck you tonight.”

SPIT IN POOK’S HOLE:  Pook, I’m gonna shoot so far up your ass you’re gonna taste it.”

By this time, their asses were pointing straight up the air, begging me to take them.  I spit on my two middle fingers, and plunged them into their holes.  They both gasped, but loved it.  I pushed in and out, circled the insides of the rectums, and located their prostates at exactly the same time.  In unison, they pushed against my fingers for me to go deeper.   My finger was in them as deep as they could go, but I pulled out and added a second and then a third finger up each of them.  They were whimpering and wailing and begging for the real thing.  They wanted my cock in them more than they wanted to live. 

Finally it was time.  I climbed up further and lined up my cock with Nick’s hole.   Although the drama with the spit was hotter than hell, it was my intention all along to use lube, so I leaned up to the table and grabbed some and the poppers.  I tossed the poppers down to them and applied a copious amount of lube to my cock. 

I let them both take a couple hits of poppers and then asked Nick, “Ready for daddy’s cock?”

“Please daddy” he pleaded, as he pushed his ass up even further.

Without hesitation, I found his hole with my cock and pushed in.  Hard.  This wasn’t business as usual.  While I wanted them to enjoy this, tonight was about my pleasure.  Nick screamed as I assaulted him, but the poppers helped him reduce the discomfort quickly.  I jammed my cock into him with one plunge, but let it remain there for quite a while to let the pain and burning he was experiencing subside.  I could tell the moment he relaxed into me and wordlessly motioned with his ass he was ready for more.  With my left hand, I reached around Pook to pull him closer to Nick so they were now nearly embracing as I fucked Nick.  If it were biologically possible, I’d have fucked them both at the same time.  The closest we could get was for them to kiss each other passionately, while I fucked one of them.  Pook understood the plan and pulled Nick’s face to his and kissed him tenderly, then roughly.   Tenderly again, then roughly.  All the while my assault of Nick’s ass was getting more and more aggressive.  But I knew I still had along way to go and had to save some for Pook as well.

I slowly pulled out of Nick and climbed over so I was in the same position with Pook.  I lubed up again to make it easy on Pook, and this time took a hit of the poppers myself.  Without warning, I plunged into Pook with the same force as I had Nick.  Nick, knowing what Pook was enduring, pulled their faces together and picked up where Pook left off.  They kissed ravenously while I pillaged Pook’s ass.  I tried to make sure I gave them equal time, and hopefully succeeded.

I pulled out of Pook, pushed them as close together as possible and began to go back and forth, giving each of them one forceful, almost violent thrust, before doing the same with the other.   I continued this for quite a while, and although I nearly came with each plunge, I could recalibrate between them, and start over.  This gave me lots of time to fuck them, but the inevitable was upon me.  I was nearing the point of no return.  My singular thrusts into them began to quicken and finally it was time.  They knew it to so when I pulled out of Nick one last time, they weren’t surprised to hear me yell, “On your backs, now, I’m cumming on your face.”

They quickly flipped over and I jumped up so that I was kneeling over their faces, with a knee on either side of their heads.  As I grabbed my cock to take me the final steps to ejaculation, I looked down and will forever have the mental picture of their hungry, open mouths, waiting for their daddy to feed them his babies.  The expression on their faces was simultaneously tenderly intimate and porn-star raunch.   Pure love, affection, and raw lust, all at the same time.   That’s all it took.  I exploded.  I tried to aim for their mouths, but my cock was like a firehose, shooting cum instead of water.   It went over their heads, in their hair, covered their faces, and yet there was still plenty for both of them to capture with their tongues and mouths.   I wanted to drop onto them and get a taste of my cum, but the orgasm was so violent, I continued to convulse.  My entire body jerked as the intensity of 24 hours of cum denial was released.  But I finally calmed down enough to lower my body and face to theirs and they had instinctively known not to swallow all the cum.  I leaned down and kissed both of them at the same time, and they both returned my kiss with their cum-covered tongues.

We stayed like that for quite a while, as I was spent.   Knowing we weren’t finished yet however (I knew; they were to be surprised), I climbed between them, laid on my back, and pulled them into me so they were now laying on my chest, like we had slept the night before.  The big difference v. last night however was then, I was rock hard and they had cum.  Tonight, it was the opposite.  The night wasn’t over and I had a plan.

It had been nearly 2 weeks since Sean had sucked Raf off, and working together had been, interesting. They had both agreed obviously, not to tell anyone, to keep on working together as normal and not to discuss it. But it was difficult. Neither could forget what had happened that night. Raf still couldn’t believe he’d let it go that far, and he’d certainly never admit to Sean that it was a bloody good blow job. He certainly couldn’t believe how incredibly turned on he’d gotten having his arse eaten. Sean, although definitely enjoyed himself, was feeling a little bit guilty that he’d let it go that far. Raf was straight, he shouldn’t have done it, but, Raf was fit. There was no denying it, and he wasn’t gunna turn down the opportunity to help a fit straight guy experiment if that’s what he wanted. He knew it wouldn’t happen again, and he hadn’t dared to go back to his usually jokingly grabbing of his arse at work. No one seemed to have noticed this had stopped, and if they had, they hadn’t mentioned anything. But then again, soke of the people they worked with weren’t the sharpest tools in the shed, so to speak. 

So it came as a shock, when that weekend, sean woke up from his Saturday post night shift nap in the afternoon to see raf had messaged him.

“Remember ages ago you said you’d make me more cookies?”

“Um yea? Why want me to make you some for Monday night??”

“Monday? But that’s agesssss away, I want them now 🙁 ” 

“Raf it’s literally the day after tomorrow!! It’s not that long to wait!”

“Fineeeee I’ll just starve until then 🙁 “

“Ffs you won’t bloody starve because you have to wait 2 days for a cookie 😉 “

“If you say so…”

“I mean, if you’re that desperate, I can make them now…but you’ll have to come get them haha”

“Now?! Really?”

“Yea, if you’re serious, it’ll only take like half hour or so… They don’t take long haha”

“Maybe, I dunno”

“Oh ffs make up your bloody mind, you can have them tonight or you can wait till bloody Monday night!!”

“Ok”

“Ok what?! Do you want them now or Monday?!?! If it makes it any easier, I know you don’t wanna talk about it, but look, I’m not gunna bloody jump on you as soon as you walk in the door, you don’t even have to come in, I can bring them down to the car for you, you don’t even have to come in”

“I never said you would do that!!”

“I know you didn’t darling, and you know I wouldn’t!! Look I get it, it was a one time thing. You wanted to try it, I was willing to help, I’m not expecting it to ever happen again you know! I did genuinely mean it when I said I was fine with just being your friend still!

“Yea a friend who’s swallowed my cum and eaten my bloody arse hahaha”

“Well I don’t remember you complaining at the time you know”

“Yea well I was horny… “

” Look, I’m gunna make them now anyway, saves me doing it tomorrow, so it’s up to you, you can come whenever tonight, and if don’t hear from you, I’ll just bring them in Monday ok?”

“Ok, sure. I’ll think about it”

It had been a couple of hours and sean had just pulled the cookies out the oven when there was a knock on the door

Sean headed down the stairs and opened the door, not expecting to see raf standing there.

“Oh, I wasn’t expecting you to come tbh” sean said with a chuckle

“Yea well I’m craving cookies” he said.. looking sheepishly at the ground

“Well you’re in luck, they’ve literally just come out the oven!” Sean said.. leaving the door open for him and heading back up the stairs…

‘Make yourself at home’ Sean said, pointing to the living room as he went into the kitchen to get some of the cookies off the cooling rack..

“You got coffee?” Raf asked hopefully 

“Ummm somewhere yea.. gimme a sec” Sean replied as he flicked the kettle on and found the coffee shoved at the back of a cupboard

When he entered the living room, coffee in one hand, plate of cookies in the other, Sean nearly dropped them on the floor when he saw raf sat there, pants round his ankles, his cock hard and standing to attention..

He looked at Sean with his puppy dog eyes… “Please….” 

“I didn’t think this was happening again?” Sean said, handing Raf the cookies and coffee, trying not to look at the drop of pre cum starting to dribble out the tip as Raf flexed it, the tip smacking his stomach as the pre cum oozed out. 

“Yea well, I can’t lie, you sucked it better than my gf, she’s away, and I need to blow a load…” He said.. not looking at Sean as he said it “you gunna suck it or what?” He looked up at Sean with his cheeky grin…

Sean looked at him, looked at his cock and got on his knees between his legs…

Same as before, he kissed his way up rafs thighs to his balls, as soon as his tongue hit rafs balls, rafs hand was on the back of his head….pushing him lower as he lifted his legs…

“And she certainly doesn’t do that…” He whimpered as Sean’s tongue found his hole and got very reacquainted with it… Raf trying his hardest to suppress his moans as Sean’s hand found his cock and started stroking it slowly as his tongue ravaged rafs tight hole….

“Fuck…. Eat it, fag” raf almost growled as he pushed his ass down into seans tongue

Sean moved back upto rafs balls, licking them and taking them one at a time into his mouth and gently sucking… Before kissing his way back up rafs cock, inch by inch, as he stopped just under the tip, rafs spare hand grabbed his cock and tried to get the tip into seans mouth, Sean’s grabbed his wrist and moved it away, “not yet…” As he kissed his way towards rafs nipples “fucking teasing slut” raf growled down at him…

“Straight boy likes that does he?” Sean said looking up at Raf with a mischievous grin on his face as he flicked his tongue over a nipple as rafs cock jumped as he did so.

“Fuck off” raf said… As Sean kissed his way up to rafs neck, as he did so he pulled his trousers and boxers off and straddled rafs legs, his ass pressing against rafs cock

Raf moaned as his cock fell against Sean’s ass cheeks, as Sean kissed his neck, his cheek, “I ain’t kissing you on the mouth fag” he said as he turned his head…

Sean went back to kissing rafs neck as he grabbed rafs hand and guided it to his ass, letting go as Raf whimpered as he instinctively felt the ass in his hand, grabbing it, squeezing it, as he did he felt his cock slide between Sean’s cheeks and fall against his hole…

Raf let his head fall back against the sofa as he felt his cock run against Sean’s tight hole as Sean moaned into his neck, his hand slapping Sean’s ass…..

“Ha, want my cock in your faggy hole don’t youz you fucking slut?”

“Please….” Sean whimpered as Raf rubbed a finger over his hole.. “really is fucking tight isn’t it… “

Sean moved off of raf.. “lemme get lube..” as he went into his bedroom and came back with a bottle of lube and a condom…

He put them on the sofa and got back between rafs legs, taking him by surprise as he suddenly took the entire thing in his mouth, balls deep, gagging on the length, making raf squirm as he hit the back of Seans throat. Pulling back off he straddled raf again, pushing his cock against his hole as he moved up and down, running the cock against his hole, the pre cum oozing everywhere, helping to lube his hole, 

“I don’t know about this..” raf said, unsure if I wanted to fuck a guy, as his hand instinctively went back to seans ass, a finger probing gently against Sean’s tight hole, pushing in slightly and feeling how tight it felt against his finger…

“You don’t wanna my tight ass?” Sean said as he maneuvered rafs cock so it was against his hole and pushed slightly so the tip started to push into his hole.. 

“Fuck” Raf said “that’s fucking tight….” 

“Told you.. still reckon you ain’t fucking it?” 

As the tip of his cock pushed against Sean’s hole, rafs instincts took over again, 

Picking up the condom he chucked it on the floor “if I’m fucking you, I ain’t wearing that. She never lets me fuck her raw, and you ain’t getting pregnant” he spat as he pushed Sean off him, pushed him face down onto the sofa and picked up the lube

“Ass up fag, you’re getting it fucking raw like a whore” as he slapped Seans ass so hard he left a mark, squirted lube over his cock and Seans hole, and moved behind him lining his now pre cum dripping cock to seans hole. He couldn’t believe he was about to do this as he slid the tip in, letting sean get used to it before he eas

ed the rest of his cock in till his balls were against Sean’s ass. “Fuck” he thought “so fucking tight” 

I’m a heterosexually married man whose preference is cock. My wife and I are in love, and she wants to stay with me despite knowing my sexual preference. That doesn’t stop me from fantasizing about what it would be like to feel a man’s penis sliding inside me as I spread my legs to let him enter. Just as I seem to be able to enjoy sex with men or women (with a decided preference for men), I am versatile in my gay fantasies as a top or bottom (but being a bottom turns me on more).

My wife was out shopping one afternoon, and I knew she would be gone for a while. I fired up my computer and started searching for my favorite videos featuring gay missionary compilations. When I found one that made me hard (I really like a large, shaved, uncut, gay cock), I propped my legs up on either side of my keyboard, slid down in my chair, and started working my favorite dildo “home” as I stroked myself.

The action in the video was scorching hot and I could imagine the bottom in the clip being me. Sometimes, I can fantasize so well that the scenario becomes real for me. This was one of those times. Both guys on the video were loud and sexy as hell. I cranked the speakers up and joined their gasps and grunts as I got off, shooting ropes a foot high into the air. When my orgasm was over, I was spent. I left the dildo in my ass and laid my head back against the top of the office chair, and spread my arms to my sides as I stretched and congratulated myself on an excellent performance.

Suddenly, a loud noise jolted me out of my gay reverie. I hadn’t noticed that two of the people who take care of our yardwork stood outside the window to my office. It was apparent they had watched my antics, but the shock was lessened by the fact they had both jerked off to my Academy Award performance. I could see their cum dripping down my window, leaving two distinct gooey trails of their manly essence. As sexy as the scene was, my natural reaction was to jump up and run out of sight. That quickly ended our first encounter.

I felt a bit safer on “yardwork day” the following week because my wife was home. But she got a call from a girlfriend to go out to lunch and left the house a minute later. I was doing actual work on the computer when I could see in my peripheral vision there were shadows outside my home office window. I figured they’d go away if I weren’t performing, but they stayed for several minutes. I finally looked over and saw them both stroking themselves with their cocks fully erect. One of them gestured for me to join them, so I did.

I brought up a collection of gay GIFs I particularly liked and put the moving images on a slideshow rotation. I pulled out my favorite dildo and began to pleasure myself with the awesome sights of hard cocks and my preferred gay positions acted out on my giant monitor. I was just getting into it when I heard a gentle knock on my window. I looked up to see them both motioning for me to slide the window open.

I could guess what was next, so I gladly pushed the glass to the side and was not disappointed. The bigger guy immediately grabbed my raging erection and stroked it as he cupped my balls.  Then he lowered himself until I felt his mouth engulf my manhood. The smaller guy was hard again and stroked himself slowly, taking in the scene. I think their supervisor called for them because they were both gone the next second, and I had to finish myself off.

I was really looking forward to “yardwork day” the following week. This time, I left the window open with the screen off and was lying on the floor, already working my dildo, when I heard them approach. They both entered my office and pulled down their pants. Their hard-ons both bounced like jack-in-the-boxes as I lifted my legs into the air invitingly. Again, it was the bigger of the two who took me first. The smaller guy moved around to my head and offered his cock to me as soon as his friend was inside me, balls deep.

I had never been spit-roasted before, but I found it was my new favorite gay position that day. Both guys were less than brutal but hardly gentle, as they had their way with me. Knowing their lust was because of me made me feel sexy as hell. I felt like a desired woman who knew I had exactly what these guys wanted. I was turned on by watching their orgasmic faces as they impaled me repeatedly at both ends. They timed their respective strokes to go deep simultaneously, and I was delirious. I didn’t want them to stop, but they both came and were gone within a few minutes.

The following week, we changed things up. The bigger guy lay down, and I rode him like the gay cowboy I was meant to be. His friend stood in front of me with his toes against my knees so I could suck him dry while I rode the bucking bronco under me. This time, we took too long. Their boss man started yelling at us from outside the open window. He was yelling in Spanish, so I don’t know if homophobic slurs were part of his ranting or not. It didn’t matter. My two lovers jumped up, dressed quickly, and exited through the window even faster than they had entered.

I never saw them again after that, but that doesn’t stop me from fantasizing about the best month of sex in my life.

Payback

Amanda Waller smiled at the three visitors to her office.  “I’m glad you three ladies could take time out of your busy schedules to come and meet with me today.”  Jen, Knockout and Giganta all fidgeted in their seats.  Being called in to Waller’s office was never good news.  “I’d like to go over some films of you three ‘in action’; specifically from last year’s Holiday party.” Close-up, high-resolution shots were shown of the three of them meeting the Enchant-ress and then dropping the special pill into Kara’s glass.  “It seems you three are responsible for giving Kara something that messed with her head, causing her to behave so erratically when she got back to earth.”  She glared at the three women.  “Did you really think we wouldn’t have cameras everywhere in the satellite, to spot things like this?” “It was just a little joke,” Knockout tried to nervously explain. “Do I look like I’m joking, ‘miss top-heavy’?”  She pressed a button and an image of the distress message from Kara’s communicator was shown.  “This was received earlier today.  Ordinarily, Kara can take care of herself, but since she was bringing Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy back as prisoners, it’s important that they’re returned as soon as possible.  That’s where you three come in.” Jen, Knockout and Giganta suddenly became even more uncomfortable. “Our tracking system indicates that this message came from somewhere in the amazon rainforest,” Waller continued.  “The weather is supposed to be lovely there at this time of year; I’m sure the three of you will enjoy it down there.” “Now wait a minute, Amanda,” started Jen.  “You can’t force us to…” “Don’t press your luck, Jennifer!  I could very easily pull a few strings and have all three of you working for me by next week.”  All three of them knew that the list of heroes and villains who’d been forced to work for the Suicide Squad was too long to ignore.  “You’ll be provided with a ship and the necessary tracking software.  I also know any of you could give Kara a run for her money one-on-one, so there’s no shortage of muscle.  Bring Kara, Harley and Ivy back and we’ll consider this little indiscretion settled.” Giganta, Jen and Knockout all got up and left Waller’s office, all of them disgusted at what they had to do. “Don’t either of you dare make any damned ‘Tarzan’ jokes about this,” Giganta muttered as she glared at her two partners. In the rainforest, neither party of women had to travel far before they were found.  Gerta and the sisters suddenly found themselves confronted by female warriors pointing spears at them.  She swore blackly as there was no time to cast any type of spell before these women could attack them from multiple directions at once. They were marched off to a small village and made to sit in a clearing.  A moment later two women arrived, and Gerta and the sisters’ expressions became even more depressed. Angelique, with her incredible figure and stunning smile was one.  Next to her was the seven-foot warrior amazon, Suzana. “Of all things I thought might happen, Gerta,” Angelique spoke, “you and your girls being delivered to my very doorstep, was one of the last.  You were quite clearly warned what would happen if you were caught here again.  Now, the law of the jungle demands that you must pay the price.” Standing next to her, Suzana did not say a word, but flexed the tendons in her cock; even limp it was a foot long and swayed back and forth like an anaconda beneath her skirt.  The look in her eyes made the three captives’ blood run cold at the thought of what Suzana might do to them. “I remember what you were able to do to myself and others at your party, Gerta.  For you and your girls’ sakes, I hope that you have fortified yourselves.  Myself and Suzana, and maybe even some other women of the tribe will all have their way with you and the sisters.”

Several miles away, Kara, Jordan, Harley and Ivy were quickly found by Lorna and Shanna as they made a daily patrol of their territory. “Hey!  Whatever you’re doing with your eyes, cut it out,” Shanna called out to Kara. “We get enough illegal ‘slash and burn’ outfits down here harming the environment as it is,” added Lorna.  “We don’t need any more.”  Kara was glad to stop.  In her weakened state, she couldn’t keep even this low level of heat vision up indefinitely. Introductions were made, and their situation explained.  Jordan also informed them that she’d managed to send a distress message. “That’s all well and good,” said Lorna.  “I remember your name when we helped Tiffany and Clyda and talked a lot about your island before helping them get home a while back.  We’ll take you to our camp first and get you some food and give you what first aid we can.” “After that, we have to take you to see Angelique,” said Shanna.  “She’s the queen of this region.  You don’t want to get on her bad side by not letting her know what’s happening in her domain.” After a short trek through the rainforest, they arrived at Lorna and Shanna’s camp.  Some first aid was applied to minor cuts and bruises, and Shanna prepared some herbs for Kara that had her begin to feel better again.

As they flew over South America, Jen checked the instruments and got a location on Kara’s communicator.  “They’ve stopped at that small clearing there,” pointing to the screen.  She brought the ship very low and began scanning the landscape.  “There’s a spot nearby that we can land this, cloak the ship and then go pick ’em up.” “Works for me,” said Knockout. “The sooner we’re out of here, the better,” added Giganta. They exited the ship and walked into Shanna and Lorna’s camp, introducing themselves. “I suggest you come with us to meet Angelique and Suzana,” said Lorna.  “After that, you should be free to leave.” Giganta’s eyes widened as she heard the names.  “This Angelique…does she look like a Brazilian super-model with the boobs the size of basketballs?”  Lorna rolled her eyes and then nodded.  “And Suzana is some kind of warrior chick, way taller than everybody else?” “It seems you three are familiar with them already…” said Shanna. “Familiar is putting it lightly, honey.  We had a wild time with those three at a party a few months ago.” “Speak for yourself, ‘jumbo’,” said Knockout. “We’re here to return Kara and her prisoners,” hissed Jen, turning to Giganta.  “Try to keep your mind on the mission.” “Hey, Waller didn’t say we couldn’t have a little fun as long as we got the job done.” The memories of Angelique and Suzana from the party were tempting, and Jen and Knockout had not gotten the chance to do more than talk briefly with them, before being separ-ated. “For once, she’s right,” Jen whispered to Knockout.  “If we’re forced to do this job, maybe we can get a little bonus out of it while we’re down here.” “Angelique was a stunner all right.  It can’t hurt to pay a visit and see what happens.” “Okay ladies,” Jen turned to Lorna and Shanna.  “If you’re all finished here, lead the way and let’s pay a visit to Angelique.”

The group of women arrived at Angelique’s village.  At the center in a clearing, Gerta, Kate and Kaz had been stripped naked and bound to a makeshift platform of limbs and branches and were lying on their backs. “Just the three bitches I’ve been looking for…” said Jordan, anticipating her revenge once she saw them. Suzana stepped in front of her and didn’t say a word, but gave a subtle shake of her head.  Angelique placed her hand on Jordan’s shoulder, and she could feel a strange sensation as she gave her a brief psychic probe. “I understand that there is a history between you and these three, my dear,” she told Jordan.  “But we are in my realm, the jungle; not in the mansion and certainly not on your island.”  Jordan didn’t have to be a telepath to sense Angelique’s power. Lorna and Shanna pulled Jordan back.  “Be thankful you got off with just a warning, girl.” “That stuff they gave me earlier is making me feel better, but I’m not completely recover-ed from what Gerta did to me,” advised Kara. “Believe me, I know you want to get even with them, but Angelique is someone I wouldn’t want to mess with, even at full strength.” 

Jordan, Harley & Ivy

After watching the incredible display from Angelique, Kara, Jennifer and Knockout, the remaining amazons of Angelique’s tribe were incredibly horny and clamoring for more.  Some of them smiled and left with partners to have sex in other parts of the camp; Giganta and Suzana were among these.  Angelique didn’t seem to care about the mess Kara had made on the wall or her lack of formality towards her.  Kara and Angelique had developed a serious attraction and were cuddled together afterwards.  Jen and Knockout sat down where they had been earlier, basking in the sexual afterglow of what they’d just done.  By now, the four of them had lost the temporary cock and balls they’d been given.  All the women were excited, waiting for what might happen next to really notice who had left and who had stayed.

Watching the incredible sex before her, Jordan found herself becoming incredibly horny and staring at Harley and Ivy.  “You know, you never got to really finish that blowjob on me back at the mansion properly, before we had to leave so suddenly…” “So what is it you were thinking of doing again?” Harley inquired sexily as she sipped her drink. “Well rumor has it that you and your partner have become pretty darned good at using your new ‘toys’.” Jordan replied. “Yer damned right!” Harley tossed her head shaking her blonde tresses.  “We gave Kitten and Pandora all they could handle, back on Cinnebar.  And then we really showed those two southern fried fuckheads Kate and Kaz it doesn’t pay ta mess around with us.” Next to her, Ivy started to become alarmed.  Harley had a bad habit of running her mouth off, without thinking of the consequences.  Watching the foursome just now, combined with the food Angelique’s girls had given them had loosened her inhibitions considerably.  Almost all the women were extremely horny, especially since they had just watched a major sex orgy before this. “How about a rematch, Jordan?” Harley teased.  “I mean, me and Ivy had fun with you and Kara…but we also didn’t get ta use our special dildos when we did it.”  Jordan smiled at the thought of more sex with Harley and teaching her a lesson at the same time.  “Only problem is that we don’t have those kinda special toys like that down here in the jungle.” “And both of us were sort of woozy, when you woke us up in the middle of the night.  Thanks to Angelique, I think I’m back to normal now.  Do you really think you’re ready to go one on one with me tonight?” “Hey, I’ve been gang-banged by Intergang, back home, sister,” Harley replied.  “And I’m a lot tougher than I look!” By now, everyone had noticed the exchange between these two and Angelique spoke up.  “It seems a challenge has been issued, Jordan…do you accept?” “Well, sure…but Harley doesn’t have the ‘extra equipment’ like I do…” “I still have enough power that I can easily make Harley just like you for a short time.”  She made a glyph in the air and spoke some cryptic words.

It suddenly looked as though someone had shoved several bananas into the crotch of Harley’s outfit.  She peeled off her clothes and Harley gasped when she saw her cock and balls between her legs.  As much fun as the ‘micro flesh bond’ dildos had been to use, they couldn’t compare to the sensations of having the real thing…even if it was only for this evening.  The two women moved into the open space surrounded by everyone else.  Harley’s prick quickly began to enlarge and start to become erect. Jordan was quickly out of her clothes, reached out and tightly clamped her fingers around the base of Harley’s cock. “Hey…take it easy…” Harley stammered. “You’ve only been renting these toys,” said Jordan.  “I’ve been like this for years.  I’m gonna really show you how to make love to a cock…and then how to use it properly.” Jordan began fondling Harley’s big hefty balls shamelessly with her hands.   She licked them all over, then opened her mouth wide, popping one and then the other all the way inside.  Jordan gently teased and kneaded them with her mouth.  “Delicious… truly delicious.”  She reached around to fondle Harley’s ass, as she stood with her long shapely legs wide spread, as Jordan’s hands felt her up.  Trembling and snorting, Harley’s hips thrust out at Jordan, her shaft thickening, her big blunt cockhead peeking teasingly out almost instantly. Jordan nodded her head, as her fingers felt over Harley’s prick.  “That’s right…show everybody what you’ve got, girl,” Jordan rubbed Harley’s thickening, swelling sheath roughly, tracing along the tip of her delicious cockhead. “Ah…I love ’em big and shiny,” she rumbled softly, her voice already thick with lust. As Harley and Jordan performed, Kara continued to embrace Angelique, their huge bosoms rubbing against each other.  This was the third woman Kara had met who was as equally busty as herself, if not more so.  “I haven’t been able to take my eyes off your figure,” she whispered to her. “And I feel the same about you, my dear,” Angelique responded.  “Let us watch how this challenge plays out before us.”

Harley gulped, her nervous passion translating to sexual energy, her long, thick organ already almost two feet long.  Jordan had a big lewd grin, lips twitching as she hooked a thumb into Harley’s foreskin pulling her cockhead out into full view.  Jordan’s free hand moved over Harley’s firm tummy, exploring downward briefly around the bulging shaft, until her fingers trailed along Harley’s swelling balls.  “Now look what a slutty thing you are, Harley.  It looks like your big cock is ready to shoot off already, and we’ve only just started…”  She locked eyes with Harley.  “Don’t you want to cum already, little girl?” “Well… it’s…” Harley tried to think of some denial, but couldn’t.  Her long sleek organ was rock hard, and her body was starting to sweat.  As her sexual excitement grew, the sweet musk of arousal filled the air. “Yeah…yes, alright maybe…maybe I do…”

Jordan laughed softly, as her nostrils flared.  A long, hot lick of her tongue left a trail of warm spittle across Harley’s nipples.  Her strong fingers wrapped around Harley’s prick rather firmly, letting her feel a slight tingling along her flesh.  Meanwhile her hooking thumbs pulled and stretched Harley’s foreskin further, adding a teasing hint of pain to the pleasure.  “So hard, my little girl,” Jordan chuckled. “Quite eager, aren’t ya?” Harley whined loudly, as Jordan’s hands teased her, hinting at the pain and pleasure that was to come.  Her soft velvety lips hung open, panting for breath as the hot licking forced Harley to tremble, knowing Jordan was in control of her. “Yeah…I can’t help myself…” Harley admitted weakly, pressing herself into Jordan’s arms.  “You’re gonna show me how to use a cock?” she asked, shivering weakly as Jordan stared deeply into her bright blue eyes. “I’m gonna make you forget all about whatever Intergang did to you, girl.” Slowly Jordan leaned in, steamy hot breath washing over Harley.  A lewd smirk playing around her lips, as she repeated that slow, slimy lick along Harley’s lips.  A guttural and warm growl rose from Jordan’s naked, sweaty body. Jordan let her own cock now stir to life, while she firmly held and lightly kneaded Harley’s penis in her grasp.  “Let’s just say you’ve already whetted my appetite…”  She ogled Harley with lust.  “Such a sweet studly little girl, you are…but now it’s time to look at the real thing.” Jordan leaned away so Harley could get a true view of her prick.  While it was the same length as Harley’s, Jordan’s cock was thicker and the veins stood out on it.  Her balls were nearly twice as large, hinting at the powerful load of cum they could deliver.  Harley shivered as Jordan’s slick tongue played over her lips, forcing her to gasp for breath.  Her own long smooth tongue darted out to lick over those lips, briefly tickling Jordan’s as she grinned down at Harley.  Harley could feel Jordan’s big stiffening cock press against her thigh, sending her body into fits of trembling.  Jordan’s hot tongue moved down to lick Harley’s big cockhead, slick pre-cum painting Jordan’s tongue as she did it.  “You…you’re really gonna…” Harley was already on the edge.

Jordan grunted as her tongue danced over Harley’s shiny cock.  One hand reached up and suddenly pinched Harley’s erect nipple to silence the panting and trembling girl.  “Hush, my little girl…” she ordered softly.  “You’ll see and feel soon enough what I’m gonna do.”  Jordan flashed a wicked smile at Harley, pausing to stroke the monstrous penis thrusting from her crotch, as it was now fully erect.  A massive heavy log of cock flesh that was a weapon and an instrument of pleasure all at once. “Spread yer legs, little girl…” Jordan growled dangerously Harley’s ears. “Lemme see what you’re gonna be offerin’ me.”

Harley panted and dangled weakly in Jordan’s grasp, as her shiny cock was licked and stimulated, feeling all the more submissive, as her nipples were savagely pinched.  Jordan towered over her, her huge organ burning like fire as it pressed tauntingly against Harley’s naked buttocks.  As if they had a will of their own, her long shapely legs spread wide for Jordan, fully exposing her fat nuts, and long thick stud stick as it bounced up and down in sexual excitement, drooling long strings of shiny pre-cum onto her belly.  “It’s all yours… I’m all yours,” Harley panted as lust overrode her good sense.  Jordan merely nodded; she had known that long before Harley had ever admitted it.

Jordan’s large cock left its own strings of thick pre-cum sticking between Harley’s firm, ass cheeks. She used it to lube Harley’s ass and pussy as she forced Harley down.  Lustfully Jordan’s hands grabbed and parted her legs wider and wider, forcing Harley to fully reveal herself.  Jordan’s fingers played along her bouncing cock, lulling Harley, until a brutal thrust from Jordan sheathed half of her immense cock into Harley’s totally unprepared ass. “Fuck, yes!” Harley half screamed, half squealed, as her body bucked trying to get used to the massive invader that was pounding into her anus.  But Jordan’s entry was so swift Harley couldn’t escape, impaled on that broad organ and left panting, wild eyed and drooling.  Without realizing it, Harley’s legs had wrapped themselves snugly around Jordan’s torso, as she leaned over her. “Don’t try to deny it…you love this,” Jordan teased her.  Instantly Jordan followed with another shove, that had her in balls-deep, pounding into Harley’s depths without mercy, as her fingers played with the long ropes of pre-cum dangling from her shiny cock. “Oh…” Harley panted weak.  Another thrust from Jordan caught her, forcing her stingy hole open even wider.  The surrounding women were all watching the scene intently, their eyes riveted on them.

Jordan’s hands smeared Harley’s slime of arousal onto her belly and breasts.  After she lodged herself fully inside Harley, Jordan’s attention quickly turned to her big balls.  So much sexual attention had caused them to swell even larger and hang lower in their sac.  Jordangrabbed one in each hand, twisting and pulling on them hard. “Beg for it, my little whore…” “Oh, fuck…” Harley panted breathlessly, as her own big organ was toyed with, even as Jordan bucked her hips hard for another fierce, deep thrust into her.  Jordan’s crotch slammed viciously hard against Harley’s firm round ass.  Again and again, plowing her big fat cock in and out relentlessly.  Until it seemed Jordan just enjoyed the squeals of pain and pleasure coming from Harley. Harley’s head twisted from side to side, as her cries of protest and pain turned into whines of pleasure and submission…her body reacting to Jordan’s long thick cock pounding into her.  With every thrust it smashed into her pleasure knot and sent waves of ecstasy rushing through her body, Jordan’s long stud stick thrusting into Harley like it was made of iron. Jordan groaned and panted in feral heat, as she enjoyed Harley’s sounds of submission and pleasure.  While she so roughly and brutally claimed her prize with deep violent thrusts that came in quick secession, Jordan’s fat organ rammed that tight tail hole again and again, while Harley’s panting pleads made her smile and nod.

A loud, thundering growl rose from Jordan, while copious amounts of pre-cum now spewed from Harley’s boner.  She smiled as she felt the futile clenching and tension as Harley tried to climax, the erotic sensations serving to increase her pace and strengthen her thrusting between her flailing, kicking legs.  Jordan leaned down and began rutting in feral heat, her big organ’s entire length ramming back and forth into Harley. “You’re mine…!” Jordan roared loud and aggressively as her towered over Harley.  She licked and kissed her huge cock. “So delicious…I want it all!” she growled, giving Harley no rest, even as those strong anal muscles pinched down brutally on her mighty cock.  Jordan pounded even more lustfully in and out of her tight tail hole as it clenched and released, milking her prick with a wildly desperate lust, that belayed Harley’s passive moans of pleasure.  Jordan’s hands showed their strength and skill as she jerked Harley off while continuing to pound her ass. Jordan’s lips caught Harley’s cockhead as they swept over it. She sucked it into her panting mouth…even as Harley’s hot body writhed against Jordan’s sweaty flesh. “Yes…” Harley squealed as Jordan’s mouth found her big flaring organ, and first licked and then began to engulf it. “Take it all…”

  Harley’s pleading words made Jordan just plow and fuck harder and harder, driven wild by her lustful tail hole clenching around her mighty length.  The gentle gnashing of teeth could be felt as Jordan moved further down along Harley’s pulsing cock, inch after inch it vanishing deeper into her hot, moist throat.  Jordan’s slavering maw, squeezing down on Harley’s prick, produced a muffled roar heralded Jordan’s own release.  Soon, long ropes of hot, burning sperm would erupt into Harley’s clenching ass. Jordan had swallowed well over half of Harley’s big cock.  Harley bucked up into that hot mouth, and couldn’t resist the desire to push more and more of herself into Jordan’s throat.  Deep inside of her, she began to quiver and spasm, her balls releasing their load into that gulp-ing gullet.  Jordan could feel Harley’s cock stop shooting and released it, letting it plop onto her tummy like a fallen tree. “That was a tasty snack, Harley.  Now, you’re gonna feel what a real cock can do.” Jordan’s powerful cock throbbed and pulsed as it began to empty its load of fluid into Harley.  Another hard, painful thrust followed, injecting more of Jordan’s sperm into her.  Jordan felt herself shoot off at least a dozen powerful splurts into Harley’s rump.  When she pulled out, Jordan’s cock was still proud and hard, gleaming magnificently in the light.  Oddly enough, there was no huge deluge coming from Harley’s ass.  Angelique’s spell was letting her absorb the cum, and making Harley even more angry and horny at the same time.

“Had enough, ‘Tinkerbell’?” Jordan teased her. “No fuckin’ way, blondie!  I want a chance to fill yer holes the same way ya did to me!”  Harley was so angry at being sexually outmatched, she wasn’t thinking straight. “Wow, you don’t know when to quit, do you?” “Me and red ain’t afraid of anybody!” Ivy choked on her drink when she heard this.  Angelique and the other women had become even more aroused as they watched events play out. “C’mon, red!  Let’s put this blonde bimbo in her place!” “The only bimbo that got put in her place was you, Harley,” Ivy muttered as she coughed and cleaned her face.

“It seems another challenge has been issued,” Angelique announced.  “Since you have both just performed well, I do not feel comfortable asking Jordan to take on two opponents…” “Bring it on…” Jordan responded. Kara raised her brows as she heard this.  “You sure you know what you’re doing, taking on both of them at once?”  Jordan smiled and nodded.  “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” “Make the ‘little green sprout’ there just like her partner, and I’ll take ’em both on at the same time.” Angelique repeated the procedure, and Ivy was transformed into a matching shemale like Harley. “Another fine mess you’ve gotten me into, Harley,” Ivy thought as she shed her clothes and joined Jordan and Harley.  But after hearing Jordan’s remarks about her, she was eager to deliver some payback.

Just like Harley did, Ivy could sense the difference between a real cock and the special dildos.  Despite being goaded into action by Harley, she was eager to see what it could do.  Within moments, both of them were fully erect, stroking and admiring their beautiful erections. “Well, since I’m basically in a ‘handicap match’,” said Jordan, “I think it’s only fair that I get to call the shots for this one…any objections from the ‘peanut gallery’?” Harley and Ivy both shook their heads. “First, we’re gonna need a little lube for what I’ve got in mind.”  Angelique snapped her fingers and one of her girls brought out a bowl with some oil. “Perfect,” said Jordan.  She pointed at Ivy and Harley.  “If you would?”  The two of them smeared the liquid all up and down their pricks, making them glisten in the light. “Lie on your backs, girls.”  The women complied.  “Now spread your legs and get your butts closer together, so your dicks point straight up, touching each other.”  When they were in place, Jordan stood above them.  She forced their cockheads together, sticking her fingers in the holes at the top to further tease and excite them. “Now for the main event, folks…you people in the audience, don’t try this at home,” she added with a laugh.  Jordan spread her legs wide, and to both of her partners’ shock, lowered her asshole until it was directly over their two pricks. “I know you wanted to get even with me, Harley,” she scolded her.  “And I’m even gonna let you have a partner, so you’ll hopefully do the job right.”  Without further ado, Jordan lowered herself, and suddenly both Harley and Ivy’s cockheads were fully lodged in her butt. “Damn, that feels good!” Jordan shouted.  “I haven’t been filled like this since I was back on the Island.”  She let more of her weight force her body downward, easily absorbing several inches of both shafts. Harley and Ivy could gape in a mixture of jealousy and awe.  Jordan was acting as if this was something that she did every day.  Even Angelique was taken aback at the awesome penetration. “Be careful my friend…my healing powers are not unlimited.”

“Thanks for the warning, but I’m just getting started,” Jordan grunted.  Forcing her body down, four more inches of cock from each girl disappeared inside of her butt. “How the fuck are you doin’ this and not even breakin’ a sweat?” cried Harley. “Because we take things to a whole new level on the Island when we have sex, that’s how, Harley.  I’ve done things that’d probably make you pass out if you saw them.” Harley and Ivy watched in disbelief as now over half of their cocks were buried inside of Jordan’s anus.  Jordan didn’t want to do this kind of extreme sex every day, but because of the gang-bang she’d had to endure to become a shemale, as well as all the other sexual esca-pades she’d been through, she knew she was in control of the situation.  As a final tease and insult, Jordan reached her hands out to Harley and Ivy. “C’mon!  Grab hold and finish the job!  Put your backs into it!”  Before their unbelieving eyes, Harley and Ivy watched Jordan fully swallow both of their shafts in her ass.  She sat on their crotches with a look of utter superiority. “Now, I’ve got you two right where I want you.”  She reached down and squeezed both girls’ nuts firmly.  “Now start pumping those pricks of yours and show me you know what to do with ’em!” Ivy and Harley didn’t have to be told twice, and Jordan began to gently gyrate up and down on their shafts as they worked in and out of her in a piston-like motion.

“While you two get me off down there, I’m gonna show you how to really use a cock.”  Jordan began to squeeze and stroke her dick.  Even though her hands were no bigger than Harley or Ivy’s, she had years of experience, and some of her masturbation videos were among the most popular that were ever posted to the Island’s web site. As she kept pleasuring herself, the veins stood out more on Jordan’s dick, and her balls swelled even larger.  After several minutes of this, Jordan couldn’t resist any longer and began sucking herself off.  She started by thoroughly licking her cockhead, getting it nice and slippery for what came next.  While she did this, she increased the length of her up and down motions on Harley and Ivy’s pricks.  This spurred her two partners on to greater efforts. “Harder, red!  Let’s fuck this slut, so she’ll remember who did it to her for a long time!” “That’s it!” cried Jordan.  “Fuck my ass like you really mean it!” Now Jordan stuck her tongue out, forcing inches of it down the hole in her cockhead, increasing the pleasure she was giving herself.  Ivy’s eyes popped open, unable to comprehend how Jordan was enjoying the pummeling they were trying to give her. Jordan could feel her partners were nearing the point of release inside of her anus.  She opened her mouth as wide as she could and swallowed her entire glans.  One hand squeezed her huge nuts and the other stroked her shaft as she stared down at Ivy in a brazen show of self-love.  Ivy gawked at her like she couldn’t believe it.  Jordan was turned away from her, so Harley couldn’t see what was happening, but knew it had to be spectacular to generate a reac-tion like that from Ivy.

Harley and Ivy shifted their thrusting into Jordan’s ass into overdrive.  After several minutes of this, Jordan knew they were going to cum soon. “That’s it, you two little stud-muffins!” Jordan yelled.  “Fuck me harder!  Fill me so full of cum, I fly off and get airborne!” After a few moments of this, Harley and Ivy began shooting off streams of hot jism into Jordan’s butt.  Feeling their hot eruptions inside of her, Jordan was pushed over the edge too.She pulled her cockhead out of her mouth and stared at Ivy, since she was facing her, and furiously stroked her prick.  Jordan’s voice deepened and she moaned loudly as she nearly lost control. “The first load is all yours, Ivy!”  She reached down and grabbed her hands, pulling her head closer to her.  “Open wide and get ready for the mother load!” Ivy started to open her mouth to protest, but this was a mistake.  It gave Jordan the opening she needed to force part of her cockhead into Ivy’s mouth.  Out of reflex, Ivy tried to swallow some of Jordan’s cum, but it was trying to control a spewing garden hose with only her mouth.  Her eyes popped open in shock and she gulped down several mouthfuls before Ivy panicked and began screaming and gagging.  She suddenly collapsed on her back, flopping like a fish out of water, her green face and hair almost obliterated by Jordan’s cum.

Harley couldn’t fully see everything, but knew her partner was in trouble from her reaction to Jordan. “What’d ya do ta Ivy, you big bully?” shouted Harley. “She’ll be all right in a little while,” panted Jordan.  Using her hands, she had managed to briefly stop her cock from cumming.  “It’s your turn now.” With both of their hard cocks still buried almost fully in her butt, Jordan lifter herself up slightly and turned so she was now facing Harley.  Harley screamed as it almost felt like her dick was being torn out by the roots.  Her shrill cries stopped when she stared at Jordan’s gigantic cockhead pointing directly at her face from point blank range.  It was instantly all too clear what had happened to Ivy. Jordan was stroking her dick and panting heavily.  “Open wide, shorty!  I’m gonna fill your tank to the brim, girl.” Harley panicked, knowing there was no way she could escape.  In desperation, she did the only think she could think of: Harley threw her arms out, lying flat on her back on the bed.Harley put her hands up to protect her face, which also helped aim Jordan’s prick away from her just as she began to shoot off. Jordan’s cock spewed out huge torrents of cum that traveled over five feet…and landed directly on Angelique and Kara.  Both women cried out in shock, but could hardly be heard as another blast from Jordan’s dick sent jism into their mouths and noses.  Unable to stop herself, half a dozen more spurts flew out.  Jordan was shocked as she saw what she was doing, and tried to change the aim of her prick; this only succeeded in splattering jism on more women in the tribe. Angelique was livid and staring at Jordan with a look that promised mayhem.  Kara was equally upset and glaring fiercely at her.  “You did that on purpose, you little snot!” shouted Kara. Harley could only see a distorted, upside-down view of Kara and Angelique, both of them covered in Jordan’s cum, but she knew that the shit had hit the fan.  “Nice goin’ big shot,” she jeered at Jordan.  Behind Jordan, Ivy started to cough and sputter as she began to regain consciousness. “I d-didn’t mean to…” Jordan stammered. “Not another word!” Angelique shouted.  She made a glyph in the air, and Jordan, Harley and Ivy were rendered unconscious.  She and Kara stood up and tried to wipe some of Jordan’s cum off themselves, but it was obvious that they’d need a bath or shower.  “Separate these three, clean them and subdue them,” she instructed some of the women of her tribe, then she turned to others.  “Bring some bowls of water, and something to dry us with.” Once she and Kara were reasonably clean again, Angelique declared that the festivities were over for the night.  “We all need to get some sleep, and then decide what to do with all of you tomorrow.”

There was relative peace and quiet in the village for several hours.  Suddenly, the hut they were in shook as though an earthquake had struck, and a sound like a heavy object striking something repeatedly was heard. Harley awoke groggily.  “Quit makin’ all the frickin’ noise!  How’s a gal supposed ta get any beauty sleep around here?” Angelique was the first to fully awaken, and immediately regretted it.  Her head was throbbing and her stomach felt like she had eaten rotten fruit.  The other women began to stir, feeling much the same. “Not so loud,” moaned Jen.  “My head feels like a chain gang is breaking rocks inside it.” “Cut it out with the jungle drums and the sound effects, would you Angelique?” Kara moaned. “That was not me!” exclaimed Angelique as she arose.  She scanned the room, and her face became worried when she did not find Suzana present.  More heavy pounding noises were heard, and more women awoke.  “It would appear that I underestimated our three prisoners,” she groaned.  “They managed to do something to the food that caused all of us to behave so strangely…”  She drank some water, hoping it would settle her tummy.  “…and feel like this.”

As Angelique stood and looked out at the village, she was not surprised to see that their captives had vanished.  She strained her powers and did a probe of the surrounding area.  “I cannot locate Gerta and her girls anywhere nearby.” “If we happen to find those three on the way home we’ll deal with them then,” Kara said as she managed to stand up and shook Angelique’s hand.  “It was nice meeting you and Suzana, and I appreciate the fun we had together earlier.”  She gave a belch as she tried to control her stomach.  “We really need to turn these two in,” pointing to Harley and Ivy.  “And get the rest of back to where we belong.” Suddenly a female voice was heard crying out in pleasure; but it was louder, deeper and more primal than anything they had ever heard before. “Oh my gosh…” exclaimed Kara.  “That almost sounds like Giganta.” “You mean if Giganta was part elephant,” said Knockout. “I think I know what’s happened,” said Jen.  “But I’m afraid to look.” Another deep female voice was heard, bellowing in sexual release. “And I think Suzana may have lost control too,” added Angelique.    She and the other women exited the hut, almost fearful of what they would find outside.

I’d known Bob and Carol for some time, they were often in the local bar I used and I would sometimes sit and have a drink with them. Bob was in his mid fifties and Carol the same, both reasonable looking with Carol memorable for her large buxom tits. She always were clothes far too young for her years but I didn’t mind that as her big tits were often spilling out over skimpy little blouses. I was a mere lad of twenty seven and like all single guys my age up for any fun that came my way.

I was having a drink with them one Saturday night,, all of us a little drunk and as such were talking about putting the world to rights and of course sex.

“Suppose you get plenty of fucking lad?” said Bob swilling down his beer. “Good looking lad like you must be a fuck magnet”.

“Bob!” warned Carol “You’ll make the lad blush. That’s the drink talking Ethan, he’s had a belly full”.

Carol slapped Bob’s legs as he continued to talk.

“Well you like a belly full too woman” said Bob “Now this woman could suck off a football team in her day” he said laughing his head off. “Would swallow cum like it was going out of fashion”.

“Bob!” warned Carol again. “Ethan will think I’m a right old tart”.

Fact of the matter was, my cock was getting pretty stiff with Bob’s talk and I didn’t mind at all.

“Been a while since Carol had a stiff young cock between her big tits to suck on. Fancy it Ethan? Do you think you could tit fuck her?” He looked at me quite seriously and then laughed loudly.

“I’m going to the toilet you naughty man” said Carol to Bob “When I come back we better get off home”.

When his wife had left the table Bob got even more verbal.

“I was serious lad. Do you want to fuck about with Carol? I don’t mind. I’m BI so it would be fun for me to watch you. Might even join in if you’re into that?”

I could see by his face that he was deadly serious.

“Carol needs a young stiff cock now and then and I tell you she can suck like a fucking vacuum cleaner. She’s had me suck sore and begging for her to stop, best of all she’ll swallow all your spunk lad, she just can’t get enough of it.”

He put a hand on my thigh and it was then that he noticed my bulging jeans.

“You look like you’re packing a big fucking cock lad. I’d like some of that too. What do you say?

He was staring right into my eyes, into my very soul and my prick was throbbing for my response.

“O.K.” I said finally “Not sure about the BI stuff but if Carol’s up for it then why not”.

As Carol approached the table Bob was quick to speak.

“He’s up for it love, let’s get a taxi home and get it on”.

At their modest semi detached home Bob was quick to get things started. I was on the settee sitting next to Carol and Bob was opposite in an armchair.

“Well lad why don’t you feel her tits” he said and Carol gave me a road smile of approval.

“Get your hand in her blouse and have a god feel of those titties” he said.

I was already stiff and horny so I just put my hands inside her open blouse and felt her big fucking tits.

Her nipples were soon jutting out hard and excited and with Bob’s encouragement Carol took her blouse and bra off completely exposing her fine over sized tits.

“Bet you’d like to tit fuck them lad ” said Bob who was already stripped down to his quite modern bulging briefs.

“Carol get those tits around his prick love he wants a tit fuck”. said Bob.

Carol got on her knees before me and began pulling off my jeans.

“Get his underpants off and lets see his cock” said Bob.

Carol yanked my underpants down and my cock sprang up stiff and randy.

“Wow! Carol look at that big juicy cock, give it a tit fuck love”. said Bob, his hand down his own underpants.

Carol got my cock in between her mammoth tits and began to wank me. After a few lovely tit wanks Carol took my cock into her mouth and began to suck.

“That’s it love give that horny boy a good cock suck” said Bob kneeling down beside Carol.

The next thing I knew was Bob and Carol were both fighting for a suck of my prick with Bob getting his fair share of my solid cock.

Watching their tongues lapping around my knob was fantastic and caused a great deal of pre cum to slide down my shaft.

“What a lovely cock” said Bob “Fucking great to suck on”. Carol wasn’t quite as talkative she was too busy gobbling on my cock and leaving lipstick marks on my shaft. With Bob moving down to slurp on my balls and Carol tit fucking me and sucking my knob it was pretty tough holding back but I wanted the suck to last. After a pause to refuel their imaginations the two of them were back on my prick swapping it from mouth to mouth their tongues working my cock over like it  was a sweet lollipop.

“You can blow lad whenever you want” said Bob

“Let us have al that lovely young spunk spurting out your cock”.

His words were enough to get my cum surging through my cock and shooting out everywhere. Carol’s tits were spunk splattered, her hair draped with cum pearls as both of them drained me off with hands mouths and tits.

Bob was ravenously licking my cum off of his wife’s tits whilst she licked my knob off.

“Fuck! Ethan! You cum a lot lad just how we like our young men and the night is still young”.

My dick was throbbing still but cum dry and suck sore but I was all for staying for some more hot fun once my prick had rested a while. Bob of course was still stiff cocked and needed to cum so he was soon in between his wife’s legs with his prick probing into her hairless cunt. Carol started groaning as Bob fucked her hard, his cock a good seven inches and eager to spurt. Carol began moaning uncontrollably as her orgasm took over and she grabbed Bob’s arse cheeks and helped his cock fuck deep, Bob was soon yelling out load as his cum spermed his wife’s hot twat, his cock driving fast and filling her cunt like it was a cream donut. We were all satisfied but hungry for more sex fun and I was pretty well impressed with my first gay encounter and wanted more.

After a couple of rounds of drinks we retired to the bedroom where we all lay completely naked.

“I’d like to see my husband get fucked Ethan, do you want to fuck him” said Carol.

“Maybe” I replied but let me give you some fucking first.

“That’s it lad” said Bob “Share your lovely cock with us and give us some more of that young cum”.

Carol opened her legs for me, she was still wet with Bob’s spunk. Bob grabbed hold of my dick and guided it into Carol’s creamy cunt. Once deep inside her hot juicy twat he held my balls and as I began to fuck.

Carol’s hot cunt was pretty tight considering her age and with Bob now treating me to a hot rim job was in fucking heaven. Bob’s tongue dug into my arsehole as I fucked Carol, the feeling out of this world and racing me to a climax that I had to hold off. I pulled my throbbing hot cock from Carol’s cunt and Bob told me to stuff my prick in his arse and fuck him as Carol had suggested.

I’d never fucked a man before but I was so hard and horny I was keen to try..

My dick was already wet from Carol’s fucked twat  so with Bob on all fours, I inserted my prick into his arsehole. He was holding his cheeks wide for me and my cock eased up his burning hot bumhole with relative ease. Bollock deep he began moaning and squirming as my cock began to fuck.

“Bet that cock feels good darling” said Carol to her husband “Is it nice?”

“Ooooh! It’s fucking awesome Oh! Fuck it’s lovely, just lovely” replied Bob.

I kept up a steady pace, my hands resting on Bob’s hips and then Carol began to lay with my balls which felt really nice.

Bob was wanking his cock as I fucked him and I must say that I was getting into gay sex and loving the tight feel of Bob’s arse around my stiff prick.

“You can shoot your load in him he’ll love that won’t you darling?” said Carol, he hands stroking my agitated balls as I fucked her husband.

I was pretty close to creaming off and with Carol now licking at my nuts the inevitable happened and I began to spurt a creamy load into Bob’s arsehole.

He was pushing back onto my hot prick and moaning and saying how much he loved the feel of my dick so my spurting cum was more than welcome.

The three of us rested again afterwards, it was about one a.m in the morning but we were all up for going again.

I’d dosed off for a while but was awoken by the sound of Bob groaning. Carol was shafting him with a strap on cock and by the looks of it he was loving every minute.

Carol noticed me watching and told me to join in by letting Bob suck on my cock.

As he was on all fours with Carol fucking behind it was easy for me to fill Bob’s mouth with dick.

I was already semi hard watching them and with Bob now gobbling the hell out of my prick I was as solid as a crow bar.

“He gets fucked like this every month, he enjoys it so why not and it gives me satisfaction knowing that he is on the receiving end for once.” said Carol, her big tits swinging with every thrust.

Bob was doing a god job sucking me off, my balls were soon on edge and ready to pop.

“Don’t cum yet Ethan” said Carol “There’s something Bob wants first”.

I was curious and pulled away from Bob’s sucking lips.

“I want to fuck you lad” said Bob “I’ve always fancied getting my cock stuck right up your youthful arse and shagging you senseless. What do you say?”

“It would make him so happy” said Carol pulling the dildo from Bob’s stretched hole.

“I’m not sure” I said “I’ve never been fucked before”.

“Please!” pleaded Bob, his big brown puppy dog eyes burning into mine. “We’ll suck you off and swallow your load afterwards lad. What do you say?”

Five minutes later I found my self on my back with Carol holding my legs wide and Bob licking a load of spit around and in my arsehole.

My hole was so wet I could feel saliva running from my arse. Bob’s cock looked bigger than before, it’s sturdy stiffness already bringing tears to my eyes.

“Just relax Ethan sweetheart” said Carol. “Let Bob get inside you”.

I foolishly relaxed completely and felt the force of Bob’s prick goring my arsehole from knob to balls.

I yelped out but could do nothing as Bob was already in hot fuck mode and shagging my arse like it was the last shag of his life.

“Oh! Sweet Fucking Hell!” said Bob “His arsehole is so hot and tight. Fuck! It’s lovely! Carol, it’s fucking lovely”.

Carol was trying to keep my legs still but I was writhing about that is until I got used to the relentless thrust of Bob’s hot cock.

“He’s liking it now Bob” said Carol “He just doesn’t know how much he’s liking it yet”.

It was true I was settling down to the fuck and opening my arsehole up for the randy man on top of me who was fucking my lights out.

“Oh! Ethan” wailed Carol “Momma’s itchy cunt needs your young hot stiff cock. Stick it in and fuck me. She was now on her back beside us, her legs spread and her fingers fucking into her cock hungry cunt.

“Fuck him doggy style Bob then he can fuck me at the same time. I need his cock”. pestered Carol.

“On all fours lad” said Bob “I can fuck you and you can get stuck in the wife’s deep hungry cunt”.

I felt a bit used at this point but I was loving it, my prick dripping with pre cum and stiff as a poker.

I got between Carol’s creamy white thighs and let my cock sink into her hot honey pot right up to my balls. She moaned and put my hands on her tits so that I could rub her erect nipples. Bob’s hot knob was nudging my arsehole and a hard push sent it right up my arse. He began to fuck me again, this time my hole clenched hold of his prick and wallowed in the feel of it shagging me deep.

It was awesome being in a fuck sandwich with my arsehole and cock being stimulated so well.

“Your hot fucking hole is out of this world lad” said Bob whispering in my ear. “I could fuck you all night long and use your fucking spunk as toothpaste”.

He was grunting and Carol was moaning like an insatiable whore, her hot wet twat holding my cock in a vice like grip.

The three of us were lost in the throes of lust. I didn’t want the feelings to end but then my arsehole just convulsed and went pretty wild, munching on Bob’s prick and drawing the spunk from his balls as he helplessly fucked my arse.

I was pretty tired but Carol was writhing against my dick now fuck sore and eager to come.

Her hungry twat soaked my pick as she hollered with orgasm, the need for my spunk driving her a little insane. In a flash she was pushing my cock out of her cunt and with Bob keen for my cum also they were both gobbling the hell out of my rigid prick.

My fuck and suck abused cock could do nothing but take the sucking and drown in the lashings of saliva the two of them thrust upon it.

Bon, roughly tugged on my balls and gnawed his way up my shaft to meet Carol’s mouth that was drooling over my throbbing knob.

My orgasm came with little warning, my cum flying from my prick over their two faces. Mad for my sperm the two of them gobbled all they could from me, my bollocks aching, my helmet suck worn and weary.

“I’m fucking done” I said rolling away from them, but they rolled with me, searching for any drop of cum they might have missed.

“He’s drained darling” said Bob too Carol “We’ll let him rest”.

I dropped into a deep sleep almost instantly apart from a nagging throb in the depths of my arse and a ravaged dick keeping me awake.

When sleep did take over, I slept like a baby blissfully unaware that Bob and Carol were planning to drain me off again.

I awoke to Bob slipping a vacuum pump over my cock.

Amazed and half asleep I watched my cock grow and fill the plastic tube as Bob pumped it up to the top.

The feeling was pretty awesome and I soon forgot about my throbbing sore arse. My cock looked totally unbelievable, Carol was looking at my dick closely and licking her lips.

“I want some of that” she said.

“I do too” said Bob.

A Feast Unknown

All of the women gathered in one of the larger huts for the feast.  Everyone was amazed at the variety and quantity of food that was served. “I was only expectin’ nuts and berries from these gals,” Harley whispered to Ivy as they entered and squatted down. “The jungle produces more food than most people think,” explained Angelique.  “And thanks to some special help and ingredients from myself, we have quite the bounty, as you can see.” “We can’t tell you how thankful we are for your kindness,” said Kara.  It had been a long time since any of them had eaten, and the stress of leaving the mansion and then escaping Area 51 was making their stomachs growl loudly. Everyone had crossed their legs and sat on the floor.  Angelique gave a short ceremonial prayer and then they began the meal.  All the women filled themselves and at last they began to move away, to let their food settle.

All of the women quickly drifted off to sleep thanks to the spell Gerta had placed on the food.  After several hours of recuperation, they began to awaken.  Gerta’s spell had made them all seriously horny and they all looked at each other with undisclosed lust.  Angelique could sense some carnal thoughts from several minds that stood out from the rest; as ruler of the tribe, she decided to act on these. “How are you feeling, Kara?” “I feel good after dinner and a nap.”  She stared intently at Angelique’s incredible chest.  “I was hoping that maybe now we could get to know each other better…” “It seems you have read my mind,” Angelique teased.  “But your friends have expressed the same thoughts, about getting to know you better.”  She indicated Jen and Knockout who were eyeing Kara. “You got to do it to all three of us, back on the space station, Kara,” said Jen. “Don’t you think turnabout is fair play, honey?” added Knockout. Thanks to Gerta’s spell, Kara was surprisingly responsive.  “Well…okay.  But if I lose control, I might hurt one of you with my strength…” “I can sense that several of you are quite powerful indeed,” said Angelique.  “And I do not wish to be injured either in a moment of passion.  If the three of you agree, I can limit your physical power somewhat, and also transform the four of us for a short time into shemales.” Jen, Kara and Knockout quickly agreed.  They were surprised when Giganta didn’t ask to be included.

“I would’ve thought she’d be first in line for something like this,” muttered Knockout. “Looks like she’s already found a partner,” said Jen. On one side, Giganta and Suzana had wound up being next to each other.  Angelique was surprised when Suzana suddenly put her arms around Giganta and kissed her.  Jen and Knockout were even more startled when Giganta didn’t resist, and responded passionately to Suzana’s advances.  The spell Gerta had cast was working all too well. “I heard that these two wound up together, back at the Hollywood party,” whispered Jen. “Looks like they hit it off better than any of us thought,” responded Knockout.  “And they’re picking up right where they left off.” “And now it is time for us to have our fun,” Angelique instructed.  The three super heroines stood up and discarded their outfits.  “Come closer in the center and join hands, while I cast the necessary spell.”  She made some glyphs in the air and spoke some cryptic chants.  Moments later, the four women were all relatively equal in terms of physical strength, and each had a proud set of cock and balls between her legs.  “I have made all of us just like Kara was, when she had her way with you at the place you call Cinnebar.  Now what did you ladies have in mind?”

Jen’s cock was quickly fully erect, reaching two feet in length.  She laid down on her back and gestured to Kara.  “Get over here, Kara.  It’s time to go for a ride.” Like a sex robot, Kara stood over Jen, centering her pussy over her huge cockhead.  Jen couldn’t believe how easy this was.  Back home, Kara was literally impossible to seduce.  Knockout and Angelique moved closer and eagerly fondled Kara’s massive tits, now fully on display.  “As much as I want a turn doing it to Kara, I’ll be content with her and Angelique’s knockers for a bit,” she laughed. Jen’s green cockhead slowly entered Kara’s pussy, with the flared head quickly disap-pearing.  “If you talked to your editors, you could be with her every other month, where you work,” she panted.  “I may never get another chance like this again, so I’m not gonna waste it.” “At least I never made a public list of who I did it with, sweetheart,” Knockout retorted. Angelique gave a quizzical look at them. “She’s talking about the books we appear in, back home,” said Jen.  “If we give out too many details, you might have to pay a royalty penalty.” “She got nothing to worry about,” gasped Knockout as she pulled her mouth off of Kara’s nipple.  “None of what we’re doing would ever make it past the comics code or any of the editors!” Kara was trying to engulf all of Angelique’s enormous areolae with her mouth, while many hands groped her tits.  “Quit talking and keep fucking!” she ordered.  She lowered herself further onto Jen’s dick, while she increased the tempo of her thrusts from below her. By now, all four women had beautiful erections of twenty-four inches.  Kara began using her hands to stimulate Knockout and Angelique.

Angelique moved away from Kara’s face and boobs, now standing directly behind her.She deliberately took her time stimulating Kara’s anal passage with her fingers.  Thanks to the spells, Angelique’s fist easily entered Kara’s anus.  She could feel the massive bulge of Jen’s prick moving in and out of Kara’s pussy.  Sometimes Angelique pulled out almost to the wrist before shoving back in all the way to the elbow, as she came to a decision of sorts.  Kara certainly felt herself growing more loose as the penetrations from Jen and Angelique went on.  Sometimes it was thrusting, and other times it was a hard rimming all around the tight flexing seal of Kara’s anus to relax the opening and get it to open further, catching the inner rim and pulling it out.

“Kiss it, Kara,” Knockout instructed, her pre-cum spurting over Kara’s big knockers, intoxicating the girl with her potent scent.   “Oh, yes,” Kara grunted, leaning in to let Knockout rub her oozing cockhead over her face, kissing the big shaft noisily.  Inhaling the sweet salty scent of her slick spunk as it dripped over her nose, making her tongue lash out.  Knockout panted softly, moaning heatedly, feeling Kara’s hot tongue and soft lips on her dick. Below, Jen continued her thrusts into Kara’s pussy.  Jen had been hoping to get some type of sexual payback with Kara for some time, and this was beyond anything she could imagine.  She was treated to a beautiful view of Kara’s huge tits from below, and could feel Kara’s prick like a hot baseball bat as it rubbed and jostled her tummy.

After a few moments, Angelique could control herself no longer.  “I must have you now,” she cried, pulling her arm all the way out of Kara’s rump.  She carefully positioned her cockhead at Kara’s anal lips.  She slowly forced her huge glans in a bit at a time, going at a trickling pace of pleasure.  The uncharacteristic slowness and gentle quality of the gradual filling left Kara begging for more.  It took place so slowly and smoothly that Kara didn’t actually feel how much hot oiled cock had actually entered her, until Angelique’s balls began slapping against her butt. Jen tried to control herself as she felt Angelique’s dick rubbing next to her own inside of Kara.  Angelique slowly worked up speed with a cautious level of care as she began shoving in and out of Kara with an increasing ferocity of thrusts.  While Kara struggled to keep up with the hard punching pumps going deeply in her body, she noticed how Knockout was fully hard and her prick was starting to dribble her honeyed essence out from the wide glans all over her big breasts in growing enthusiasm.

Knockout laughed as she rubbed her blunt cockhead against the tip of Kara’s nose, smearing more hot pre-cum over her.  “I think you need to start sucking now,” she snickered, pinching and twisting Kara’s nipples again playfully. The thick pungent scent of Kara was intoxicating.  Knockout tugged on Kara’s nipples once more, and she nearly blushed, whimpering.  “Are you trying to milk me, lover?” “No, you’re the one who’s gonna milk me, slut.”  Knockout smacked Kara’s fat tits with her big cockhead, splattering more creamy jism across them.  Releasing Kara’s nipples, Knockout’s fingers moved up to her ear lobes, pinching and pulling on them.  “Open up wide, because here it comes,” Knockout laughed, slamming her prick against Kara’s lips playfully. To Jen’s amazement, Kara’s cock seemed to be getting even bigger than the other three girls’ dicks as her holes were impaled.  The head of Kara’s dick was now resting on her titties and her nuts had swollen larger.

Angelique was lapsing out of her normal aura of calm patience to give Kara all the passion and vigorous energy she could.  Kara gasped as half of the massive throbbing lengths of Jen and Angelique’s cocks would pull out, about a foot of meat or so, and then suddenly be shoved back in with enough force to shock Knockout as she titty-fucked Kara from the front.   The way Angelique and Jen were pounding Kara, their thighs and buttocks shoving against her, was making Angelique want to cum as fast as possible without any orderly pace.  Angelique was certainly putting some power behind her thrusts, as she kept pushing her dick into Kara’s snug butt with her muscular thighs.  Kara’s buttocks were wrinkling as Angelique put more of her strength into breaking her backdoor wide open.

Kara let out a long low moan that quickly became a shriek as the mushroom-topped head of her cock slammed up and down into her and Jen’s bodies like a piston.  The pumping intrusion from Jen and Angelique suddenly left her breathless.   Once Kara seemed to get over the initial thrust of Angelique entering her ass, Jen decided that Kara was ready for more, nudging her hips back and forth, slowly at first but gradually building up speed and length of thrusts until she was up to her whole length nearly emptying up to the tip.  A distant part of Kara’s mind was just thankful she could somehow enjoy being fucked good and hard in each hole like this.  Angelique’s grip on her hips tightened with grunts of pleasure coming out of Kara like a steam engine with every rough shove of cock into her welcoming depths.

Knockout groaned weakly, as her cock forced its way down Kara’s throat and lodged itself deeply.  Kara’s cheeks bulged with Knockout’s size, hot pre-cum dribbling down from her mouth as she serviced her.  Knockout’s hands kept her head still, suckling and moaning while tenderly milking her prick.  Kara’s tongue worked frantically, rubbing and caressing along the underside of Knockout’s massive cock. “Yeah, you know what I like…” Knockout laughed, humping and riding into Kara’s mouth.  Knockout moaned, rolling her strong hips, pounding her firm muscular crotch against Kara’s face.  “You’re liking that aren’t you…I can tell you’re loving being my cum slut,” Knockout giggled as her body moved closer, so that it was a straight thrust right down Kara’s gasping, choking throat.

Although Kara was restrained in such a way that she couldn’t freely move around, her body seemed to clench and embrace the stiff poles of Jen and Angelique.  Kara found herself shocked at how her body responded to the force of the jolts from them. Kara relaxed her throat as best she could letting Knockout fuck more and more of her dick down her throat, whimpering as her huge, low hanging nuts slapped against her chin. “That’s it, swallow it all,” Knockout squealed in delight, as she fucked her stick down Kara’s throat almost to her belly.  “Never knew you could be this big a slut…and all it took was finding the right partners.” Kara could feel Knockout’s tube of cock sausage balloon up appreciably in her throat.Her throat bulged as the wide shaft worked its way up and down her neck.  Kara found herself  choking the massive thing down as the textured bumps of veins throbbed and tickled their way along her delicate lips. Kara enjoyed the wet meaty slaps of Knockout’s throbbing heavy balls against her chin as she face-fucked her with increasing force and vigor.  The tips of Knockout’s breasts tickled against Kara’s nose as she bent over, and Kara was straining from the pounding of three humongous cocks.  Before long a hot musky warmth quickly spread along Kara’s throat as she could sense Knockout’s pulsing cock would soon begin to shoot off.

Angelique’s hips pounded hard against Kara’s butt and left her cheeks stinging as they were slapped by her thighs almost like a spanking.  Kara could feel could feel every inch from Angelique and Jen as they traveled along her tunnels.  As their cocks pulled back, hot gushes of musky fluids oozed out from her holes to pool on the floor. When she had swallowed Knockout all the way and Kara could feel those heavy balls smacking against her chin, the redhead lost control.  She didn’t take long before she began filling Kara’s insides with sticky hot cum. A mind-blowing orgasm took Knockout over in several spastic spasms of pleasure, making her rock back and forth like a marionette as she moaned.  Knockout pulled out, wanting to see her load splatter all over Kara.  Her cock jumped up and down, bouncing off of Kara’s round juggs casting multiple splurts of jism in every direction like a cannon, pools of it landing in her cleavage, making a gooey dribbling mess.  Knockout looked down at the puddle she made on Kara, her dripping cock adding to it every second. As Angelique and Jen shot off inside of her, Kara could feel some type of change coming over her being.  So much sexually charged fluid in her body was having a weird effect on her.  Kara’s own cock grew even longer, the head now brushing against Jen’s chin. “I thought you made everybody equal for this…” Jen managed to pant, before Kara’s cockhead started to fill her mouth. Knockout laughed gloatingly as she admired the huge load she’d sprayed over Kara.  She was too obsessed with seeing all of the cum that had landed on herself and Kara to notice what was happening below her.

Kara’s cock began to throb like a jackhammer.  Jen couldn’t think of anything she could do that wouldn’t endanger the position the four of them were in, and didn’t have her greater strength to force them off of her.  Angelique became alarmed as Kara’s ass was now clamping down on her dick like a vise, not letting her pull out. Kara seemed to be getting stronger.  Her physiology was different from Jen and Knock-out, and Angelique’s spell was wearing off on her sooner than the others.  Jen could sense immediately what was about to happen, and acted in self-preservation.  She gripped Kara’s cock with her hands, aiming it slightly upward, so it wouldn’t explode in her face when it went off.  Kara was also losing control and clamped her shaft with her hands next to Jen’s.  Being on the backside of Kara, Angelique couldn’t take part in this.  As Kara rose to a sitting position she mashed her breasts against Kara’s back, reaching around to grope her boobs as she continued humping her ass. Knockout realized she was facing Kara’s much larger dick at ground zero in her current pose.  Having seen what Kara could do firsthand at Cinnebar, Knockout wrapped her tits around Kara’s cockhead, being careful not to get her face too close. Suddenly, the air began to sizzle in front of Kara’s eyes as her powers began to return, her heat vision being the first.  Unable to control herself from so much stimulation, Kara let out a scream as she came and her cock erupted. Even with Knockout’s tits burying Kara’s cockhead, it exploded like a volcano, the cum spewing out from her cleavage, landing all over her face and nearly blinding her.  This com-bined with Kara’s heat vision signaling a warning, was too much for Knockout.  She released Kara’s dick from her boobs, as it continued to shoot off wildly.  Off balance and with her vision blurred, Knockout accidentally collapsed on top of Jen’s head and shoulders.  This caused Jen to flop and wiggle as she struggled for breath beneath her.  It resulted in a chain reaction as Angelique lost her balance while humping Kara from behind. Out of reflex, Kara used her power to try and rise up and straighten herself.  Knockout bailed and rolled off of Jen and out of the line of fire.  Kara’s cock shot off massive stream after stream of jism, screaming in pleasure as her balls pumped out more cum.  Seeing Knockout dive out of the way gave the women who were sitting directly in front of Kara time to vacate as she shot off. After shooting more than a dozen powerful streams onto the thatched wall of the hut, it looked as though Kara’s prick had spent itself.  Suddenly, she gave an even louder cry, and stroked her cock even faster.  Losing control, Kara shot off one final torrent of cum and she teetered in mid-air like a chopped tree just before it fell.

“Give me a hand down here!” Jen called out.  They weren’t fully back to normal, but she and Knockout were quickly regaining their power.  Angelique helped hold Kara steady while Knockout lifted Kara enough so Jen could pull out of her pussy.  Then the two of them pulled Kara off of Angelique’s cock, watching the huge shaft slide out of her butt. They placed Kara in a sitting position, as she tried to catch her breath.  “Sorry about your wall, ‘Angie’,” she apologized as she saw what she had done. Angelique raised her brows at this, but did not lose her temper.  “This is an old hut…it can always be rebuilt, my dear.” Kara glared at Jen and Knockout for a moment with a look that promised dire payback, but then softened like someone who had one too many drinks.  She turned around to smile at Angelique and promptly collapsed, falling into her arms like a child.  Kara’s head fell between Angelique’s huge boobs, almost using them like pillows.  The tribal leader treated Kara like a child who had just been rescued, cuddling her and whispering softly. “At least she got a soft landing after everything we did to her,” Knockout remarked to Jen.

Young Freddy had gone for a walk.

His mood was…he’d rather not talk.

A neighbor he’d just met, named Ray,

Still stopped him, to quietly say,

“Some friends of mine, Chuck, Dan and Bill,

Think you’d be such fun…which you will.”

That’s when they appeared, as Ray’s pack,

To grab Freddy, in an attack.

He knew them all, knew they had wives

And kids…but they also had knives.

Till bound and gagged, he bravely fought,

But still got dragged of to a plot

With an old shed. Clothes cut away.

Forced down to a basement, to stay.

“We loved to see your tatts and ass

And wanted you, each time you’d pass,”

Ray said, as he forced his way in

Freddy’s mouth, the first to begin.

“The way you fit your jeans was tight.

So we’re gonna keep you all night.

And when we’re done then you will know

We own you and won’t let you go.”

This all was confusing. The lad

Did not know what he’d done so bad

To cause them to do this. “You’re gay,”

Don said, going next. “It’s your way.”

“Then so are you,” Freddy spat back.

Which only led Chuck to attack

Him with fists. “You don’t call us queer.”

Then Bill snarled, “Let me make it clear.

It’s fags who get fucked, and not us,

So there’s nothing more to discuss.

We’ll keep you to use, till we’re done.

Then we’ll go find some other one

Just like you, who we’ll pass around.

While you’ll be six feet in the ground.”

Oh, shit. Other men disappeared

Without word. All dead…as was feared.

No, that won’t be me, Freddy thought.

No man gets to think that he’s brought

Me here to be killed, like I’m trash.

I’ll live to make sure your lives crash.

Two weeks he spent playing their toy,

And he made sure to bring them joy

By using each trick he had learned

To make every time with him earned,

As he built a plan to regroup.

Until the night he got the scoop

That by morning, he’d leave this earth

In spirit. But he had no dearth

Of ways to escape far from them

And not accept their evil whim.

So that’s what he did. And he kept

How he did it a secret, but wept

In court as he told the foul tale.

And those four men went straight to jail.

Then Freddy said, “I’ll write a book,

And in it you can have a look

At the evil those bastards did me.

But a fag fucked them up…so I’m free.”

Jake invited his friend Mark ho come to his house. As soon as Mark arrived, Jake was going to grab beer and the pizza that he ordered a few minutes ago. Then they turned on the TV and watched some porn. Both guys were stroking their cocks while watching a guy getting sucked off by another man. They wanted to try it and Mark kneeled down and started to suck Jake’s cock.

“Damn bro, you’re so goood, mmhmm.” Jake just moaned and sighed while saying that. “Fuck! I can’t hold it any more.” Jake grabbed Mark’s head and removed him from his cock and started to cum on his face. “You’ve got some nice cum my guy,” Mark just enthusiastically said while Jake was out bursting in laughter. They eventually both got drunk and just ended passing out naked on the couch.

A few hours have passed and Mark woke up on the couch and noticed that he was shrunken down. “Dude! Wake up and fucking help me. Wait, I don’t think he can hear ’cause I’m so tiny.” Mark could see Jake just stroking his ginormous cock while he was watching porn. He thought that Mark had already left early.

“Hgnnh, his strong musky smell is so intoxicating.” So he had to do something daring. Getting the attention of his friend. He started to run for Jake’s balls but it took him a while because for him, it was an entire 20 to 35 minutes for his size. “Damn. Jake’s got some good ol’ balls.” He started to climb his friends balls and apparently, Jake felt that. “Phew, why do I feel ticklish down there? But… whatever is happening, keep it up. That feels niiiice.” Mark heard that and started to massage snd tickle his friends sensitive balls.

Mark decided to climb the shaft and Jake couldn’t bare the pleasure. Eventually, made it to the head and Jake saw something on his dick but not sure what it was. But Mark all of a sudden started to tickle the fuck out of Jake’s sensitive penis. “F-fuck! Stop i-it.” Then he shot out a huge load of cum which looked like a volcano erupted from Mark’s perspective. After that Jake decided to go to his room and use his magnifying glass and discovered that Mark was on his dick. “Mark!? What the fuck. How did you get so small and by the way that was the best experience.” But now they are wondering how to get him back to normal. Until they can figure that out, Jake decided to keep Mark safe in a box with fabric.

Now Jack would feed, bathe, and sleep next to Mark. And most of the times is Mark having to explore his ginormous body and give give Jake pleasure, which he didn’t hate and absolutely love. I think this is the life Mark will live until he can get back to normal.

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Chapter 2 coming soon!

I was supposed to be the one training my co-worker Carson, but the next business trip was more the other way around.

“The Dream Team is back,” he said when I showed up at the gate area of the airport. Carson always got there early, and I always cut it close. He looked like a million bucks, in his slim-cut suit and neatly trimmed hair cut and beard. I knew things were just a sex-buddy dynamic between us, and that we were coworkers first. And Carson Wells had a bro-ish personality that was good in small doses but got on my nerves sometimes. But if the dude was gay I’d probably be getting more than a little crushed out on him. 

“You probably say that to the other account execs,” I teased as I took a sip of coffee.

Maybe that was a pissy thing to say and Carson would read some jealousy into it. But he just smiled back and laughed. “I forgot how cranky you are in the morning, Boss.”

Those baby blues and that flirty disposition was making me wonder how good I was at maintaining my defenses and boundaries. 

“It’s why I’m single, Wells.” I figured some self-deprecating humor would help.

“I doubt that,” he said with surprising sincerity. “You just got off your game, Boss. When was the last time you went on a date?”

Maybe Carson had an ulterior motive for asking. A way of saying that nothing romantic or permanent was going to develop between us. But his tone was natural, on the level. I realized that he probably talks this way to his bro buddies in the office, and this was his way of including me in that work-friend category.

I sat down next to him. “About two months ago. When was your last date, Wells?”

He flashed his pearly white smile. “Had two last week, Boss. Different chicks…. it’s a lot of effort, but I enjoy the hunt, you know?”

“I get that,” I said. I’d been like that when I was in my 20s. But after the divorce, I’d had fun with more casual sex but found the process of using apps a fucking chore.

As we drifted into small talk, and then lined up to board the flight, a deep part of me hoped Carson wasn’t so successful at his dating that he’d cut me off entirely. Then another part of me hoped for that very thing.

****

We were all business that day. Carson was particularly focused on our presentation. He was normally in the zone on our sales calls, but that day he was nervous I could tell. It was a huge prospective client, and it would mean a fat commission for Wells. It was getting to him. 

I pulled him aside during a quick break an hour and a half in. “Relax, buddy,” I said. “We got this.”

I could see the tension in his handsome face. “Yeah?” Not believing me but appreciative of my forced confidence. 

I shrugged. “It’s a like a date. You can’t want her too much, or it’s all fucked up.”

Hell, I didn’t know how straight guys dated, but the advice seemed to work. “Yeah,” he said. 

We did good but not great. It might not matter, depending on what the company wanted. I wasn’t going to sweat it. We’d come in and done our part. The rest was out of our hands. 

And Carson was back in fine form over the dinner. We’d taken a number of the contacts out to a nice steak restaurant, and Wells was in classic sales guy mode. Chatty but not too chatty, able to engage with everyone at the table, comfortable in mixing business with pleasure. 

And he was in a good mood after, as we got back to our hotel. 

“Wanna come to my room, Boss?” he asked. 

I wasn’t expecting this. It had been a long day. And if it had been anyone other than Carson I might have even begged off getting my cock sucked. 

“Sounds great, Wells,” I said. 

We wheeled our luggage to the elevator, and I think we both had smirks on our faces as we rode up. 

“I guess we’re getting more comfortable with this,” Carson said, speaking the very thought I was thinking.

I nodded. “If you ever don’t feel comfortable, Carson, please let me know.” I’d gone too far in this affair to be safe from HR consequences, but at least I wanted to give Carson an out any time he felt like it. 

He laughed. I expected him to make a crack about uptight Bill, but instead he said, “It’s crazy. I knew I liked sucking dick, but you got me into the other stuff, Boss… I even watch the videos you sent.”

Indeed I’d discovered a new Pornhub guy with a very minimal gag reflex and no inhibitions about working the one he had. 

I was getting turned on, surprisingly by Carson’s candor as much as anything. “Well it’s really hot to experience your skills,” I said, my voice almost cracking into a whisper.

The elevator dinged and we wheeled our bags down the hall. Carson tapped his key card and we entered. 

“Um, Carson… can I ask you something?” I started. “What makes you like it?” I’d been afraid to ask. Afraid I’d spook this straight guy with a major bi streak. 

He’d clearly been asking himself the same question. “I dunno, Boss… it’s just… when you use my throat, it’s like I’m not the one who needs dick, you’re just feeding it to me.”

I didn’t quite follow. “You afraid of being gay, Carson?”

He nodded. “Yeah. I mean, I’m not gay, thought maybe you don’t believe me.”

“I believe you,” I replied. “But it doesn’t matter if I do.”

He took that in. “Yeah. I guess having a cock in my mouth always feels like the last thing I should be doing, and the taboo of it gets me off.”

“The forbidden fruit thing is hot for me too,” I said.

Carson’s blue eyes twinkled in amusement. “Fuck yeah it is, Boss.” He pulled out his phone and wallet and set them on the table. “I think the fact you’re a fag…” he stopped himself. “Sorry boss… but I think that when your cock is in my mouth and it takes me to this fucked up place.”

I didn’t know what to make of it. But I was getting head from Carson more than I ever dreamed of, so I decided not to get pissed off. “Please don’t get therapy, Carson,” I joked. “At least not anytime soon.”

That made the guy laugh. He’s so fucking sexy when he laughs. “Don’t worry, Boss.”

With that he knelt down in front of me. I was already hard and Carson’s touch at my crotch made me harder. He teased and massaged my ridge in my suit pants, then pulled my zipper down. 

“OK if we start with some old-fashioned head?” he asked. 

“Yeah,” I croaked. “More than OK.” I’d been enjoying the more extreme throat training lately, but a standard Carson Wells BJ was always gonna get me off big. 

He licked my dick up and down, before pulling back. “You mad at me for what I said?” he asked.

I nodded. “A little, yeah.” I figured I should be honest. “But I’m not gonna stay mad at you, Carson. Just don’t call me that again. You can think it or whatever.”

“Yeah,” he sighed. He was genuinely contrite. He seemed to be taking in my cock with his hungry eyes, examining my length and girth. 

Then, slowly he opened his mouth and descended on me. 

“Oh fuck!” I hissed. Carson’s mouth felt great. I knew I’d spend the next day wondering if these blowjobs were keeping me from finding a boyfriend, even a casual one. Carson Wells had gone from top 5 in his oral skills to top cocksucker in my life experience, period. The best I’d ever have, I knew.

I looked down as he blew me. His hunky body in his navy suit, head bobbing up and down. I could hear the spit and the suction around my prick and the rhythmic soft moans from this throat. He was working himself deeper on my pole, working up to a deep throat. Not fast but steady, knowing what he was doing. He was getting me to that place, fast, that build up of pleasure, and then it was like his mouth and throat was gonna milk the load out of my balls. 

Only he pulled off instantly and gripped the base of my prick, pinching it slightly. “Goddamn, you’re worked up tonight, Boss.”

“Jesus, Wells,” I exclaimed. 

My excitement made him smile. “See? Sometimes it’s better not to have to go all hardcore and shit.” He let go of my dong and started tonguing the bottom half of the shaft. With anyone else, it might look slutty, but I knew Carson was mostly trying to let me enjoy this without blowing too soon. It worked, sort of. 

There was a clear excitement for him, too, as he looked up at me, hands on his trousers, gym-toned chest showing between the spread lapels of his coat. Unlike me, he wasn’t wearing a tie but instead rocking that more millennial business-bro look. It suited him. 

“Thanks for letting me initiate this, Boss,” he said softly. “I don’t know if I’d like it the other way.”

In my head our affair wasn’t one-way, but I knew what Carson meant. “You do a lot for me, Wells… I want you comfortable with it.”

He nodded. He reached down and fiddled with his zipper and belt. Often he didn’t like jerking, and I think he was shy of letting me see his dick. But Carson was pulling it out now and wrapping his fist around it just as he leaned back forward.

“MMMmmh,” he moaned around my prick as he swallowed me. He’d gotten warmed up already so now was just a skilled, silky deep throating. Up and down, six, seven inches at a time. Almost bouncing. Carson was driving his blowjob but he was abusing his throat all on his own. Deep throating me, faster and faster, till he was spearing his gullet with rhythmic gutteral sounds. 

“God yes,” I hissed. Watching him do a sword swallowing thing like a pro.

I heard the gurgle of a gag on one down stroke then that familiar mucusy slickness on my meat, dripping out of Carson’s mouth and onto my balls. That did it for me.

“Shit!” I muttered. And I was cumming down Wells’ throat.

He slowed his mouth strokes just enough to be able to swallow my semen comfortably. And as he rode out the aftershocks of my orgasm, he stroked himself to completion.

Carson finally pulled back, a flush look of sexual satisfaction on his face, which must have matched mine.

“Thanks you, Wells…. you outdid yourself.” I wanted to give him every compliment I could.

He smirked. “Yeah, I’ve been wanting to try that, Boss.” He looked down at his hand. It was covered in his own jizz. Carson shoots a lot. He got up off his knees, holding his hand out to keep the dripping load from getting on his suit. I’d have to get mine cleaned, but it would be worth it. 

He wiped off then offered me the Kleenex box. I used a couple to handle the spit and throat slime. There were some cum dribbles too but Carson took care of most of those. I tucked back in and sighed. 

“We good, Wells?” I asked. 

His green eyes met mine. “Yeah, we’re good.”

I wanted to kiss him bad. But that wasn’t in the cards. So I grabbed my luggage and gave Carson one last nod before walking out of his room and over to mine. 

As I got ready for bed, I thought over the evening. Sometimes I had real misgivings about fooling around with my straight-ish coworker. But that night I had none. The sex was hot as hell. 

****

“You up?” came the text bright and early the next morning. 

I was up, but barely. It was pretty early. “Yes. Still on East Coast time.”

“Can I come by?”

My morning wood throbbed. “Sure.”

Fuck, this was too easy. Wells was going to make me look forward to business travel all right.

I wasn’t decent when he showed up a minute later. But that didn’t matter. Carson had on only a pair of gym shorts and athletic shirt. The shorts didn’t hide a thick boner. 

“Hey,” he said, morning voice making him sound deeper. 

I ushered him in. “Hey,” I laughed. It was a little absurd how carried away we were getting. But Carson’s body was looking really fucking good in those clothes. 

“I was jerking off and I thought the hair of the dog might be in order.”

I smiled. I was now self conscious that Carson noticed the boner in my underwear. “I’m surprised I have anything left in the tanks after last night. You drained me, buddy.”

Wells had a slightly nervous look on his face now. “You not up for it?” he asked.

“I’m very up for it,” I replied. 

I took the initiative and peeled down my briefs. By now Wells had seen my cock a lot but I wasn’t sure how often I was completely naked. 

The man’s eyes were pretty much on my dick though, till he took them away and looked back up at me. “You OK if we try something new, Boss?”

“After last night… you can try out as much as you want,” I said. 

He grinned and peeled off his shirt. I’d never have a body that could compete with his, but that was OK. “I’ve been watching some videos. I guess they give me ideas.”

My heart was pounding now. I wasn’t expecting a two-fer on this trip. So it was a nice surprise. Particularly as Carson slid down his gym shorts. He was hard and I could see his dick still was covered in a lot of lube. I wondered how long the guy had been jerking off that morning. 

My own bone twitched as I watched my coworker lie down on his back, settling in on the unmade bed, till his head lay just past the edge. I didn’t need a diagram to know what he had in mind. I stepped up, hands on my hips and positioned my cock above his face. 

Wasting no time, Carson leaned up, attacking my nuts with his tongue before I angled my prick to let him lick that. As he did, he jerked his cock, not fast, just enough to prime the pump during this foreplay ritual.

“Fuck, Boss, you have a great cock,” he hissed. Hearing that was enough to make me spurt some precum on his chin and neck. Carson could tasted it was he licked his way to the head. 

I swiveled my hips back to give him access. That tongue laved all around my head, slobbering it down. Carson wasn’t shy about extra spit with me now and excess saliva dripped down his face. 

“God fucking damn, Wells,” I hissed as I watched the lewd sight. 

He muttered something then more spit ran out just before he swallowed me. 

The trick of being an oral top, particularly for the more extreme sucking, is knowing when you can take charge. Carson was ready. I reached down and pressed against his shoulder. To steady him but also to let him know I was coming in. 

Wells grunted along my cock but was ready. I steadily speared his throat, from the inner part to the deeper reaches. He quickly stopped jerking and I realized it was to keep from coming. Wells was loving this shit.

I pulled back and thrust in again. And again. Wells’ throat was snug and wet and alive. I don’t know why we hadn’t done this before, but we were doing it now. 

I heard his soft grunts and felt his excitement as I steadily fucked his throat. Taking my hands off his shoulder, I leaned forward. That meant I couldn’t watch his face and throat as easily, but the better thrusting angle made it worth while. 

I just went for it. Not super rough, but steady firm thrusts deep into Carson’s gullet in rapid succession. Figured I could stir the pot and see if I could get some nice slime. 

It took a half minute, a half minute of watching Carson’s dick jerk in excitement before I heard and felt it. 

I stopped and withdrew. To give Wells a break and check in on him, but also to see that trophy. That milky mucus was thick around my bone but I didn’t realize just how much there was until I pulled out completely and watched thick river of slime run down his handsome face. 

“Fuck!” he gasped, chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. 

“You OK, Wells?” I asked. 

He was beet red and not opening his eyes but he grunted a yes. “Go for it, Boss.”

I got back in place. Entry was easier this time. And as I fucked his face I heard the sloppy wet sloshing. 

“Gonna cum…” I said. 

That was the cue. He grabbed his own dick and jerked in rapid strokes. 

We came together. My dick pumping its morning load straight into his guts as his own fired out. Like I say, Carson’s a gusher, and I enjoyed watching several streaks of thick cum land on his muscular body. 

I knew I had to give him a break now, and fast. I wasn’t rough, but quickly I pulled out. 

He sucked in some air while I went to get a washcloth for him. He seemed grateful for it and as he sat up he wiped his face down. 

“Damn, Boss, you’re hardcore.”

I nodded. “I got news for you Wells, you’re pretty hardcore yourself.”

He finished wiping off and I took the cloth from him. It was only then that we felt self conscious being fully naked with one another.

Carson looked at the clock. “Well, I’m not getting my morning workout in, I guess,” he said, acknowledging the time. We had about a half hour before we had to leave to the airport. “But fuck I was horny.”

I gave a nod and watched Carson find his clothes.

“You’re getting really good at this, Carson,” I said. Not just complimenting him, but acknowledging that he was taking the throat abuse like a pro.

He pulled on his T shirt and flashed a grin. “I am, aren’t I?”

“You doing anyone else?” I asked. I don’t know why I did, but curiosity got the best of me.

He seemed offended though. “Would it bother you if I did?” he asked.

I shook my head and gave the best contrite expression I could. “Not at all. You’re your own man, Wells. Just curious was all.”

That seemed to put him at ease, but his voice was still quiet. “You’re the only dude I suck, Boss.”

“Cool,” I said. I gave a pause. “I know this arrangement is weird as fuck, Wells. But anytime you offer head, I’m not gonna turn you down.”

He liked that. “You’ll find a boyfriend to focus on, Boss,” he said. He’d bene thinking about that. “In the meantime, let’s just have fun, OK?”

Dude actually fist bumped me on the way out of my hotel room.

***

Carson upgraded on the flight back, while I stayed in coach. I was glad not to have to make small talk. Still, I felt a strange elation when I got the news on my work phone as we landed. The decision was fast. We’d won the prospect as a client. 

Carson was waiting for me at the gate in the terminal. “The Dream Team did it!” he growled, pulling me into a bear hug.

I hugged him back. “You’re buying me drinks with that commission money, Wells.”