Gays of Our Lives: Book 4 (Chapter 76-100)

****Scene 1: Edward’s POV**********************

Hastings House, London, UK

“What the fuck!” I yelled out, as I pulled my spit covered dick out of my slave’s mouth. I was furious at this disturbance especially since I didn’t even get to stretch his ass before we were interrupted.

“This had better be good. Speak.”

“Please accept our humble apologizes, Lord Wilton…..But we have something very important to tell you. It concerns Michael and his friends.” Ajax answered

“Yes what about them?” I growled. “And before either of you speak just remember what I told you before you left. I want him here with me. He had better be tied up in the other room or else it’s your ass…..both of your sweet asses.”

“Boss we tried our best we really did.” Kye replied meekly. “Please don’t be mad at us.”

“What do you mean you tried? You had better not be telling me you let him slip through your hands. I told you both not to fail me. What happened?!” I grumbled. My anger grew just as my cock softened.

“Sir we didn’t mean to fail you…” Ajax spoke up.

“Silence let him finish.”

“Master we went to that hotel just like you said so that we could retrieve Michael just like you asked us to. We even used the secret pass key to get in but when we came into the room we noticed they had cleared out of the room. They were nowhere to be found.”

“What the hell do you mean?! THEY were nowhere to be found.” I yelled out. People don’t just disappear into thin air.”

“Master we spent all night looking around for them….We checked every hotel in a 20 mile radius they’re not in London anymore.” Ajax added. “We have reason to believe they have left the UK altogether and we also believe your new fucktoy James is with them.”

“How the HELL could you let this happen?!” I roared. I was seething with anger. “I ought to fuck you both raw until you bleed. You promised me you would have not only Michael here but that treacherous twink James too. You have brought me neither and even as we speak that little bitch could be spilling the secrets of what goes on here at Hastings House to his friends.”

“Boss we tried everything we could to find out where they went. We spent all night looking for the kid and we even tried to trick the concierge at the front desk of Claridge’s to reveal where they went but he refused to divulge the information to us.” Ajax continued.

“Even after we threatened him.” Kye blurted. “Boss if they really have left the UK, they didn’t take a commercial flight. They took a private aircraft that would explain their sudden and speedy departure.. We’ll never be able to know where they are going.”

“Oh but we will my pets.” I smiled. “For you see, Michael is the member of a very wealthy and prominent family. They live somewhere in the northeastern United States in a town whose name escapes me. Michael and his friends are bound to make headlines and when he does we will be waiting.”

“In the meantime you all deserve to be fucked hard for failing me.”

“Yes master.” Kye sighed, as he slowly undid the zipper on his pants. Ajax followed Kye’s example and slowly stripped out of his clothes. Of all my sex slaves, Ajax the six foot tall muscle bound African was the most loyal, the most faithful, and the most obedient of them. How could he not be? He was the first man I had ever slept with and that was when I had just reached manhood. Even years after I had made him submit to me Ajax was still my loyal lover willingly to do everything I asked of him. Even now he was willing to do whatever I asked; that included taking the blame for something we both knew he had nothing to do with. Yet Ajax was willing to get on his hands and knees and take the punishment I was going to give him….my big fat cock.

“Come here, Ajax.” I ordered, as I gripped hold of my hardening prick. “Come put your lips on my cock. Show our friend Ahmed here how to properly suck a man’s dick. I know I’ve allowed you to fuck a few asses I wonder can you even be submissive anymore?”

Ajax didn’t hesitate as he quickly swept through the room making a beeline to my prick. Pushing Ahmed aside Ajax dropped to his knees taking my aching prick in his hands. “Master I’m your eternal slave. My body is yours to command and I will always submit to you. My ass still twitches at the sight of your thick uncut cock.”

“Well I’m very pleased to hear it.” I smiled, lightly patting my docile slave on the head. “Show me what you can do.” I urged him to start sucking on my dick. My very submissive muscle bound slave was more than happy to oblige me.

“Ahmed don’t go anywhere. While your counterpart is sucking on my dick you can suck his.” I smiled. “I’m not finished with you. Your mouth will be filled with cock as much as possible until you learn not to question me.

Ajax grabbed hold of my cock with both of his hands. Sticking out his tongue he pulled my foreskin back and licked the head of my cock a couple of times before he started swirling his tongue around it. As he wrapped his mouth around my cock I moaned loudly.

Continuing to suck on my cock Ajax used his hands to stroke my member; rubbing his hands up and down my shaft in a motion that brought me much pleasure. In between sucking and stroking he would pull my prick out of his mouth and lick it like it was a delicious ice cream cone. He licked all over my cock from the tip of my cockhead to my big balls.

Ever the perfectionist Ajax, my faithful sex slave and minion turned his attention to my heavy balls filled with cum. He took each testicle into his mouth he sucked on it like it was the most amazing treat he had ever had. He covered my balls with his saliva. Even while he was paying the upmost attention to my balls he did not neglect my dick all the while rapidly stroking my shafted while he tongued my big balls.

After he had finished sucking on my balls, Ajax opened his mouth wide and started to worship my cock. He sucked on my cock hard letting it plunge down his throat. If you had seen him work you would have thought he was completely enamored with my prick.

“Oh yeah. Oh yes!” I grunted. My moans and cries of pleasure only continued as Ajax sucked harder and harder on my throbbing member. I pushed my cock deep into his mouth until he was deep throating my pole. As he sucked he sucked his eyes never left mine. He swear you will never find a more attentive cock sucker.

“Master I want you’re cum down my throat.” He cried breathlessly as he continued to work my cock over. A string of saliva hung from Ajax’s mouth to my cock. It was like a bridge. The string of spit soon disappeared as Ajax dove down on my cock and started bobbing his head up and down my cock. His eyes were on me the whole time even as he went balls deep on my dick.

Grabbing him by his head I thrusted my cock into his wet mouth. I was determined to face fuck him nice and hard. He moaned with each thrust….. This wasn’t a punishment for him, because the fucker was enjoying every minute of it.

“Come on that’s it. Open that mouth wide.” I smiled. “That’s it just like that. Suck my dick.”

Ajax continued working my cock over with his wondrous lips sucking and sucking as I kept moaning in pleasure. I love fucking guys of all races but I really like fucking Ajax. I don’t know what is but there’s something about him that turns me on. I don’t know if it’s his big fat ass, or the tight hole between those round mounds of flesh. Or maybe it’s those delectable full lips of his….absolutely perfect for sucking on a big fact cock. I think all black guys have dick sucking lips but Ajax’s lips ain’t no joke. I think that’s what drew me to Michael, only he was younger and had a baby face as opposed to Ajax’s more masculine face.

****Scene 2: Ajax’s POV**********************

Hastings House, London, UK

You might have already had me pegged for a submissive cock sucker when you witnessed me drop to my knees and take Edward’s cock into my mouth. But believe me when I tell you that you’ve got it all wrong. I’m just a man trying to make it in this world. A man’s got to do what a man’s got to do and if a man’s got to suck a couple of dicks and get fucked by a couple more dicks then that’s what he’s got to do.

And that’s what I’ve been doing for years. I had been on my own for as long as I could remember. My family immigrated to the United Kingdom in the 1990s from Nigeria. My parents died in a fire when I was very young so my grandmother a stern but loving woman who seemed old to me even when I was a boy. When my parents died my grandmother was in her seventies but she managed to raise me until she too passed away, albeit from natural causes. After that I was all alone in the big wide world with no family relations left to me. I was only sixteen when my grandmother died and I was forced out on to the streets. In order to get survive I was forced to do things that no young man should ever have to do. Living on the streets provides ample opportunity to become entrenched in urban gang life. And that’s exactly what I happened to me. I went from running errands for gang members to selling drugs, to doing so much more. By the time I was eighteen I had started making extra living by stripping at the local gay bar called ‘Big Sticks’. When I first started there I had no idea that I would enjoy it as much as I did. But then guys started hitting on me. During my performances several older gentleman would sit in the front of the audience watching me intently. They would tell me about how sexy I was. How much they wanted me. How much they wanted me to swing my big fat cock and slap it on their face. But I would always decline their offer telling them that as much as I appreciated the attention I wasn’t gay. It was all a lie but I wasn’t ready to be honest with myself or with them, so that was what I told them until one day this older gentleman came into the bar. There was something about him that attracted me to him and it wasn’t just the fact that he was staring at me the entire night. He looked at me like I was the only man in the whole world. For a naïve young man who had just turned nineteen all the attention was a little too much for me to handle. By the end of the night I had followed him to his car and one thing led to another and soon we were back at my place and completely naked. He sucked my dick I sucked his, and when it was all said in done he was sliding his cock in my ass and I was getting fucked for the very first time. Before him I had never had a dick anywhere near my ass. When he had pulled his cock out of me and was getting dressed he tossed something onto my chest.

I wasn’t sure what it was at first, I was still out of it because his dick at fucked my senseless, but then I noticed that it was a wad of cash. Several hundred pounds with the Queen’s face plastered on them. “What is this for?”

“You know what that’s for boy.” He smirked.

“No….”I replied looking very confused.

“It’s for that sweet ass of yours we should do this again.” He smiled. By then he had finished putting his clothes on and was headed out the door. That was how it all started for me. That was how I went from stripping for money to sleeping with older well-endowed gentleman for money. That fatal night was what had led me to being on my knees sucking on this pretentious blue-blooded aristocrat’s prick. Many people knew him as Edward Hastings, Lord Wilton, the heir to the Duke of Wiltshire but I knew him simply as master.

“Master I love your dick. I love sucking on your fat cock” I moaned. As I continued sucking on my master’s cock Ahmed was busily deep-throating my own throbbing member. He was trying his best to take the full length of my shaft down his throat. He was trying his best to take it all into his mouth but he was having a difficult time managing it.

I was too busy worshipping my master’s dick to pay attention to what Ahmed was doing; but I could tell that he was gagging on it. I’ve gagged on a few cocks in my time so I know what it sounds like. My cock was much longer and thicker than my master’s cock but sucking on my cock was ten times easier for Ahmed to manage because whereas I was just letting him suck my dick at his own pace; our master would be forcing his head down making him choke on it. Just like he was doing to me now.

“That’s it suck my dick!” Edward yelled.”

“Suck it.”

After I had finished sucking on his dick everything else was a blur for me. I had to black it out to get through it. My master’s vicious fucking of my ass. That night not only did Edward fuck my hole mercilessly he fucked Kye’s hole and Ahmed. But no hole did he stretch more unforgivingly then poor Ahmed’s tight hole. If only he had kept his mouth shut earlier he could have saved us a brutal pounding. And a brutal pounding it was; Edward wasted no time pounding his cock into each of our asses over and over again until he shot his load deep into our ass.

I closed my eyes and waited for it to be over. I waited for my master to finish his relentless pounding of my hole. As I did this I hoped master’s anger would subside and that he would forget about this handsome young man from the States.

****Scene 3: Haley’s POV**********************

Café along the Champs-Élysées, Paris, France

It was the second or third day since we arrived in Paris that we decided to go and explore the city of love. We visited the Louvre, the Eiffel tower, and we even shopped at the fashionable shops lining the Champs de Elysees such as Lacoste, Louis Vuitton, Cartier, and so forth. It was a dream come true for me. After we finished our shopping spree in downtown Paris we all stopped by this amazing quaint little café located along the Champs-Élysées. The waiter informed us that the café was several centuries old and that it had once provided specially made delicacies for such notables as Marie Antoinette, the Duke of Orleans, and the court of Napoleon III.

It was late in the afternoon when we sat down for a nice little lunch complete with tea and cakes. All the while as we ate I watched Kevin and Kayla intently. Those two were all over each other, kissing and making out as we watched. We didn’t want to watch but it was right there in the middle of us. Talk about way too much PDA. They were both glowing. She was smiling, he was smiling; but I didn’t know why. Maybe she had taken my advice and she had told him that she was pregnant with his child. But this seemed like so much more than just that. A baby brings people together but a ring seals it.

“You guys can’t stop smiling. I giggled. “What happened between you two last night? I know you guys went on a date last night. And you guys both came home rather late last night too. All I want to know is what’s got you guys smiling?”

“Ok we don’t want to keep you guys in the dark any longer.” Kevin smiled. “You guys are the best friends we could ever hope to have. That is why we wanted you all to be the first to know the two very special surprises we have.”

“Surprise?!” Eric laughed. “What kind of surprise.”

“Not one surprise, but two.” Michael added.

“Yeah.” Jake blurted.

“Well don’t keep us in the dark.” Charlotte interjected. “If you’ve got something to tell us spit it out then.”

“Ok fine. Kevin and I are getting married.” Kayla beamed holding up her hand. On her finger was a really big rock that was breathtakingly beautiful. It was radiant. “And that’s not the only surprise we’ve got.”

“Oh my goodness, look at the size of that thing. Where did you get that thing Kev?” I blurted. That ring must have cost you a fortune.”

“Actually it’s priceless.” Kevin chuckled. “I’m sure it was worth quite a lot back in the day when my grandfather purchased it at Wyndemere’s when he asked my grandmother to marry him. The day before we left for London I asked my mother for it and she let me have it. I was carrying it in my pocket for weeks waiting for the right moment to ask her to be my wife.”

“Honestly I thought I was surprising her with the ring but in fact she was surprising me.” Kevin continued. “I had no idea.”

“You had no idea about what?”

“I had no idea that this beautiful girl would be giving me the greatest gift ever. The gift of a beautiful baby. Kayla’s going to make me a father.”

“Wait?! What!” Eric cried. “You are……you’re, you. WHAT. Wait you guys are pregnant?” Eric was stumbling over his words. He couldn’t believe it, neither could the rest of my friends. I was the only one who wasn’t shocked but that was because I had known all along that Kayla had a bun in the oven.

“Dude you’re going to be a father. I don’t know what to say. Man that’s wonderful.” Jake smiled as he patted Kevin on the back.

“Congratulations man.” Eric and Mike said in a unison. Wow they had settled into married life so well that they were now speaking for each other. How cute. No one would have ever guessed I had once been in a relationship with Eric years ago.

All of us were busy congratulating Kayla and Kevin when suddenly Kayla cried out pointing at the far corner of the room. “Oh my god! It’s him! It’s him!” She kept yelling. Her outburst was beginning to cause quite the scene as the café’s patrons stopped what they were doing to turn around and stare at Kayla to see what all the commotion was about.

“It’s him who?” I asked.

“It’s him.” She repeated. “The man who tried to kill me last spring he’s here. The man who’s being going around picking off students at Harmony University and sleeping with Jake. He’s here, he’s come to Paris to finish what he started.”

“Kayla, Bradley didn’t do anything.” Jake yelled. “He’s innocent.”

“He did do it. That psychopath is as guilty as sin. He killed all those kids on campus I know he was responsible for it. He killed Brett and he would have killed me too if Zach hadn’t been walking in the park that night.”

“Kayla you don’t know what you’re talking about.” Jake cried.

“Jake I can’t believe what you are saying. I know what I saw and what I saw that night was that creep trying to cover up his crimes. What reason could a teacher’s aide have to visit Paris? I saw him in the window over there. He came here to stop me from telling them the truth but I remember everything now and I’m going to put a stop to him.”

“What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to file a report against that creep once we get back to Harmony. His ass is grass when we get back home.”

“Kayla you can’t do that.”

“Watch me.” She shot back. “I owe it to my unborn child to put that freak in jail before he hurts another person that I care about. You should be agreeing with me or do you no remember what he did to Brett?”

“I remember Brett. I loved him and I will never forget him, but Bradley didn’t hurt Brett. He wouldn’t do that he loves me and I love him.”

“Jake how could you love him when you don’t even know him?” I added.

“I’m out of here.” I stormed off.

****Scene 4: Jake’s POV**********************

Café along the Champs-Élysées, Paris, France

From the way Kayla had reacted in that quint little French café this afternoon any person that didn’t know her would have thought she was off her rocker for sure. My friends and I chalked it up to stress and being pregnant. She couldn’t have seen our former teacher-aide Bradley. But I knew better because unbeknownst to my friends I had seen him in London. If he could follow us to London what’s to stop him from hopping on a plane and following us to Paris? It was because of this that I went back to the café to see if I would see him like she had.

The waiter offered me a menu to look at while I decided what to order. When he had returned I had selected a strong cup of black tea with a fragrant smell of citrus and bergamot. When I didn’t order any food the waiter brought out a tray of Macarons telling me it was on the house.

I accepted them and thanked him for his kindness. I didn’t have to wait long for my former teacher-aide turned fuck buddy made an appearance.

“Jake you don’t know how good it is to see you.” Bradley smiled, as he lowered himself into the chair in front of me. “It feels like forever since I’ve been with a real man.”

“What about that quickie in London we had?” I chuckled to myself. “Did you forget about me since I was gone all summer?”

“Of course I didn’t forget about you sexy.” He smirked. “Do you think I would have forgotten about that fat ass? Why do you think I flew over here to Europe? I did it to see you because I miss you baby. None of the guys back home can take my dick as good as you can.”

“Is that the only reason you came all the way to Paris?” I replied accusingly. “Are you sure there isn’t another reason you decided to make the trip?

“What other reason could there be?” He laughed. “This isn’t about your friend Kayla is it? About what she thinks she saw.”

“That’s just it she doesn’t think she saw you that night, she’s certain it was you that she saw that night. She’s positive it was you that attacked her that night. She made a big scene in here earlier today about how you were right under our nose the whole time.”

“I just have one question, do you believe her?” he sighed. “Do you believe I would be responsible for the murder of countless students of a school I have dedicated my life to?”

“No I don’t believe it. Kayla is pregnant and under a whole lot of stress. It is probably just hysteria mixed with hormones.”

“Not even for a second.” He added.

Nope.” I smiled at him. As I reached out and took his hand in my own. “Bradley you are a wonderful man and I know you could never do the things Kayla thinks you did. You make me feel so safe and loved I know you would never harm me or anyone else for that matter. I’m not just saying that because I want a piece of that big fat cock later tonight.”

“I’m glad to hear you say that. But if you keep stroking my ego like this I’ll be forced to pull out my cock and give you what you’re asking for.” he smiled, our hands still clasped as he gave a little wink.

“Give it to me daddy.” I whimpered. To every other guy I had been with I was a total top but around masculine Bradley I was submissive and cock hungry. “There’s something else I have to tell you. Something that is very important.”

“What is it?”

“After tomorrow when we fly home to Harmony, Kayla is going to file charges against you as her attacker. I wanted to tell you so that it would be sudden. Maybe you could stay in Europe. You would be free from Kayla’s accusations, not to mention they would never be able to charge you for something we both know you didn’t do.”

“Jake I’m not a coward I am not going to leave my job and my home to hide here in Paris. Tomorrow I’m going back to Harmony where I will face whatever they throw at me. I’ll be able to do it because I have you by my side. You will stand with me?”

“Of course I will. I love Kayla but I can’t believe what she is saying. I know you wouldn’t do this. The man who killed my Brett was an evil and wicked man and I know that could never be you.”

“Yes baby…….I can see talking about Brett is making you sad.” Bradley sighed. “How about we stop talking about this and you and I go somewhere so we can be alone for a little afternoon delight? What do you say?”

“Baby I thought you’d never ask.” I grunted.

“Okay, where do we go? Your place or mine.” He said. His hands reaching around behind me as he grasped hold of my ass, squeezing my butt cheeks tightly.

“Let’s got to yours I want to spend some time alone with you.” I replied. Before I knew it I was following Bradley out of the little café and down the street. We turned a couple times as we went several blocks down the street. We finally reached the place where he was staying and before we could even get into the door good his hands were all over my ass.

“I bet you haven’t got fucked by a big dick in a while.” He grinned as he cupped my naked ass. “I can’t wait to stick this big dick up that tight hole of yours. Tell me you want it. Tell me you want my dick.”

“Yes…..I want it.” I stuttered.

“Yes what?”

“Yes I want you to fuck me.” I replied. I hadn’t seen Bradley practically all summer but I knew what he was packing under those pants a big fat cock that I couldn’t wait to ride.”

When we entered his apartment he pulled his pants down past his legs, followed by him dropping his drawers. When he did this his cock popped out, it was already springing to life growing bigger and bigger. As his cock hardened I gazed down at it intently, licking my lips.

“Jake you have to focus.” He chuckled. “I didn’t just bring you here so you could stare at my dick. I want you to sit on it.”

“Come on get that ass nice and wet for me.” He laughed as he handed me a bottle of lube. “I want you to use that bottle to get your tight little ass nice and wet. Get it ready for my dick.”

Spitting into my hands I reached around my backside. When I found the tight hole I started probing it with my finger. Working my spit covered fingers into the tight crevice I used them to loosen my hole. As I continued fingering my hole as Bradley stroked his thick cock. My eyes widened with the thought of having to sit on that huge pole. This wasn’t the first time he had fucked me but I knew it was going to hurt like hell to ride that big fat dick. I had multiple fingers in my hole when he sat down on the sofa and motioned for me to come over to him.

“Before I fuck you I want you to worship my dick. Slobber all over and cover it with your wet mouth.” He winked at me as he jerked his throbbing prick. “Come here.”

“Yes,” I replied. I walked over to where he was sitting on the sofa completely naked and stroking his cock rapidly.

Get on your hands and knees and start sucking.” He demanded all while he continued playing with his prick. “Kiss it.” His leaking prick was nearly touching my lips. Within seconds I reached down and kissed the head of his cock and he let out a moan.

“YES….Just like that.” He grunted. “Suck my prick……Like a good little boy. Tonight I’m going to use you like a sex toy. Fuck you senseless.”

Bradley’s words encouraged and aroused me as I started worshipping his cock. I kissed up and down his shaft coating it with wet kisses. If he wanted me to worship his dick I was going to worship his dick all night long.

Just picture it a beefy muscular All-American guy crawling on his knees sucking on a big fat prick. All guys come in many different shapes and forms and while I would never say that how feminine or masculine determines what they do in bed. Just ask Bryce, the guy I met last fall. He’s a masculine athletic jock but behind closed doors he’s a cock hungry slut. Now this guy…..this Bradley had turned me into a submissive cock hungry whore. I had never been submissive before, except with Brett. And even with him I had only let him fuck me because I wanted to see what was making him moan so loud.

Reaching down and pulling me by the hair he shoved his cock down my throat. He didn’t even wait for me to open my mouth up he simply pushed his way in. He forced his dick all the way down my throat I was certain the head of his cock was pressing on the back of my neck. After he slid his cock in out of mouth a few times without any hesitation from me he pulled it out of my mouth.

I responded by kissing the head of his cock one final time before he ordered me up onto my feet. It was time to take a seat on that prick. I couldn’t wait to get that big fat dong up my ass. Putting my hands on his shoulders I climbed up on Bradley’s lap. I was in my early twenties while Bradley was a few years older than me and very sexy. He was actually very attractive, with a handsome face. Bulging muscles, spectacular pecs and below them rippling abs. Holy cow what a body; I’m a sucker for a nice body. I secretly wished that Bradley would allow me to worship his body when we got back to Harmony next week.

Reaching under me I grasped hold of Bradley’s throbbing prick. Jesus Fucking Christ! It was fucking huge. Forgive me lord but this is a big fucking dick. I held his huge pole in my hand as I aimed it at my puckering hole. As I lowered my ass onto that dick I knew it was going to hurt. It always hurt when he fucked me with that dick, but it also felt damn good too. Gradually I lowed myself down until I felt the head of his cock force his way into my ass.

“Oh fuck!” I yelled, as I felt his cock slide into my hole. All the muscles in my ass gripped hold of his ass and squeezed it wildly. It felt so fucking good to feel his cock sliding up my hole.

“Oh yeaaaaaah! Oh YES!” I cried out again.

“How does that feel?” he chuckled.

“It hurts like hell….But it damn sure feels good.” I groaned, throwing my head back. As I bounced my ass up and down on his dick I was concerned with one thing and one thing only. And that was fucking myself on his huge monster.

As I rode that dick he laughed at me when my face winced as I felt him plunge balls deep into my ass. Oh fuck. “Damn you look so good riding my dick. I love that look on your face.”

“What look?”

“The look of pain.” He laughed again. “That’s the look a guy makes when his ass is being stretched to the limit. It’s a look that fits you well.”

“Thanks baby, I just can’t get enough of your big fat cock.” I smiled at him

“And I can’t get enough of that tight ass.” I replied. “So you just keep on fucking yourself on my cock. Bounce on that dick just like. Up and down. Yeah!”

He didn’t have to ask me twice to fuck myself on his dick because I was more than happy to do just that. I raised my ass up on his cock and lowered myself again and again as he thrusted his dick into my hole.

“Oh my god. It’s too big. How about I lay down on the sofa. Your cock is ripping me apart.” I cried breathlessly.

“Yes sexy that will be fine.” He smiled as he grabbed hold of me and flipped me over onto my back. He pulled his engorged cock out of my hole and jerked it a little before shoving it back down my ass.

“Fuck.” I grunted.

“Shit you look so hot taking my dick.” He smiled down at me as he pressed his dick deep into my ass. As his cock plunged into my hole Bradley grabbed hold of my neck and started squeezing; Him choking me didn’t hurt. He was squeezing it hard. Oddly enough it felt very pleasurable.

My cock shook as Bradley impaled me with his own member. By then the pain had subsided and it was only pleasure that remained. Sweet glorious pleasure. I had never known sex to be this good, it was mind blowing. With the pain gone I started thrusting upwards to meet his thrusts really humping myself on his dick.

He slammed into me hard and this sent me over the edge and before I knew it that was it. My cock shook furiously as it exploded. My cock erupted and cum shot out from my dick. Cum went everywhere. Hitting his face, his chest, my chest and so on.

“HOLY FUUUUUCCCCK!” I screamed loudly as I continued my orgasm. As cum continued to pour from my prick that didn’t dissuade Bradley from his deep dicking of my leaking hole.

“Damn your ass is so tight. It’s perfectly fit for my big cock.” He grunted. “And the way that your ass is squeezing around my cock it’s really turning me on. My cock is about to………..”

“OH shit I’m about to cum. I’m going to cummmm. I’m going to fucking cum. I’m cumming.” He yelled out as he hit me hard, pounding his ass against my hole.

“Fuck!” he roared as he lifted me up off the coach ramming his dick deep inside my tightening hole.

“OH Shhhhhhiitttt!” he grunted as he slammed into me one final time. His whole body shook as he unloaded his load deep into my ass. It felt warm and I was dying to taste it. As he continued ejaculating he humped away at my sore hole. God damn it felt so good. When he finally stopped he grabbed his dick and pulled it out of my hole, his creamy spunk spilled from my hole.

“Sweet Jesus that was one hot fuck session.” I groaned.

“You got that right baby.” He grinned. “Your tight little ass is made for my big prick. The first thing I’m going to do when we get back to Harmony is fuck you senseless.”

“Fuck me.” I grunted in approval.

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