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

****Scene 1: Thomas’s POV********************** 

Room 507, Chandler Hall, 

Harmony University

My name is Thomas Crawley, you guys can call me Tom but not Tommy and I am an openly gay southern man. I was born and raised in Atlanta, Georgia, the heart of the south as I like to call it. I always knew I was gay. And I think my family always knew as well….. When I came out in ninth grade to my mother she comforted me by telling me that she had always known and that she loved me. From my very earliest years I knew there was something different about me when compared to other boys. I didn’t know if it was because I found it easier to talk to girls, or if it was because I enjoyed playing with my sister’s dolls. In my youth when my friends would talk of nothing but cute girls I found no interest in their stories. At the time I was too young to understand what it meant. Later on I realized it was because I was attracted to men. As I grew up the feminine behaviors and manners I possessed became more apparent. Ashamed I tried my best to act more masculine…..more like a man. All through high school I tried and failed to appear more like a real man. If that can even be done. Can a man do something to appear more like a ‘real man?’……honestly I don’t think that is a thing.

I had been attending Harmony University for the past month or two and it was nothing like I had expected. College was nothing like how the movies made it out to be. The work was grueling and contrary to popular belief I wasn’t swimming in pussy like my friends and older brothers had assured me I would be. Nor were there endless parties. I’m sure there were parties I just didn’t know where to look for them. In the few weeks that I had been at college I had made even fewer friends. To be honest the whole reason I had decided to go

I wasn’t really the outgoing type so I found it hard to make friends, and I found it even harder to open up to them. Back in high school I had few friends but not many. In fact I would be what they call a nerd.

I wasn’t just a nerd. I was a straight A’s student. I even graduated top of my class with a 4.2 weighted GPA with honors. I was involved in my school’s student government, chess club and the key club as well. But enough about my academic excellence. I would like to tell you guys what I look like. You might be picturing some scrawny little nerd…..with big smudged glasses, and my shirt tucked in.

But this image of me would be totally wrong. I’m not some scrawny little nerd and I haven’t been for years now. Once I started working out regularly I started to build muscle. While I wasn’t a meathead now my body was well defined. I had brown hair with hazel eyes. Beneath my shirt was a flat stomach with the making of abs.

Now you all are probably wondering why a gay southern man would move nine hundred miles away to attend an out of state college in upstate New York. I’ll tell you why…..I wanted freedom. Like so many other young adults I just had to get away from my overbearing family. Don’t get me wrong I love the south but I just had to get away from the judgement. I just had to get to a place where I could reinvent myself.

Reinvent myself is exactly what I did. When I first arrived at my dorm room I vowed to myself that I would keep the fact that I was gay a secret until I determined if the atmosphere was favorable to reveal my sexuality. From the very first day of college I was finding this was going to be a very difficult task. The campus was crawling with attractive guys. There were literally hot guys everywhere. Hot hunks, cute jocks, handsome hipsters and so forth. Not to mention my roommate who was the complete package. His name was Beau and he was incredibly sexy and I was so attracted to him. There was just one thing, Beau was as straight as an arrow and I had no idea about the feelings that I had for him. What made matters worse he was constantly walking around our dorm room half naked in briefs or boxers. I don’t know what I like more watching his thick cock swing between his legs in a pair of boxers or seeing the outline of his dick print in a pair of briefs. Both have a way of making me hard.

“Dude what are you doing this weekend?” Beau asked.

My eyes were lowered and focused onto my computer screen I didn’t notice Beau when he entered our dorm room. I’m sure he had clothes on when he entered the room but when I glanced up at him he was wearing nothing but some grey Calvin Klein underwear. I made out a darkened spot where the head of his cock was…..His cock was leaking precum perhaps.

“Did you hear me dude?” He repeated.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” I replied. Beau and I had been roommates for weeks but he had only spoken a few words to me. He often went out to parties on the weekend but he never asked me, not once, to go with him.

“I was wondering if you were doing something this weekend.” Beau continued, He nonchalantly scratched his balls through the fabric of his underwear. “I know the PAK’s are having a few rush events and I didn’t want to go alone so I was wondering if you want to come with.”

Closing my laptop I sat up in the bed. “You don’t have anyone to go with you?” I’m sure you got lots of friends you could go to rush events with.”

“Nope not really.” He sighed. “I’m actually not even from here. I really haven’t been able to make any friends these few weeks. I think I just miss my home.”

“And where is home for you?” I replied. I was digging for knowledge about his life.

“Well my family is from Georgia.” Beau added.

“You’re from Georgia to!” I grinned. “What part of Georgia? I’m from Atlanta.”

“Yep I’m a Georgia born boy. My family is from Savannah. You know what, between me and you I’m not used to all this cold weather. I’d rather be back home hunting, or fishing, or mud bogging.” He smiled.

“Yeah I know man.” I smiled back, trying to feign interest. Yes I was from the south but I wasn’t the kind of guy to care about such past times. I did however know how to hunt.

“So what’s the biggest buck you’ve killed?”

“Dude why tell you when I can show you?” he chuckled. “This summer when I go back home I’ll take a pic of the buck to show you. It’s hanging on the mantelpiece back at home. You want to see that?”

“Sure…I want to see it.” I replied. “Dude you can’t leave me hanging like this. You’ve got to show me this thing. If it’s as big as you say it is.”

“Ok I’ll show to you on one condition.”

“Ok what’s that?” I responded.

“I want you to come with me to PAK House.”

“Why? I don’t want to rush PAK.” I snickered.

“Please do it.” he pleaded with me

“Ok Fine.”

****Scene 2: Kayla’s POV********************** 

Student Commons, 

Harmony University

It was a few days after Halloween when Jake asked us to meet him in the Student Commons in the afternoon. His request was out of the blue but we all agreed to meet him nonetheless. None of us had any idea what Jake wanted to see us about…he didn’t want to tell us over the phone what was so important. But he assured us that it was very crucial that we all meet him in the student commons in the afternoon. He stressed the urgency of his news.

The moment Jake told me he had something important to tell me my mind immediately began to think of what it might be. My mind developed all these weird and convoluted scenarios to explain what Jake could possibly have to tell us. After a while my mind came to the conclusion that Jake wanted to introduce us to the latest guy or girl he was screwing. You can call it woman’s intuition. It wasn’t often that I was wrong about something when I got a hunch so this particular idea stuck in my head.

When we all were seated in our special place, a table near the corner window of the Student Commons we didn’t speak. Jake was standing at the end of the table waiting to speak. We all waited in silence for Jake to speak. The large room usually filled with noise was almost tranquil.

“Jake what is this about?” I blurted, finally breaking the silence. “If you are sleeping with some new guy or girl and you want to introduce us…..just do it? You have been walking around the Loft all week smiling and grinning from ear to ear. It’s got to be a new bedmate.”

“Is that it?” Michael added.

“No you guys this is so much more important. I think you all should see it for yourself.” Jake replied. “Actually I think you should see him for yourself.”

“So it is a guy.” Eric laughed. “Well I want to see who you’re screwing now.”

“It’s not like that…..he’s different.”

“So you haven’t slept with him?” Haley scrowled.

“I wasn’t saying that.” Jake laughed.

“So you guys are sleeping together?” Eric added.

“I’m just saying that the reason I wanted to introduce him to your guys is not because I’m sleeping with him. The reason I want you guys to meet Nick is because I need you all to see him for yourselves.” Jake continued.

“Well what’s so special about him?” Charlotte interjected. “What would make him different compared to the other people you have slept with.”

“Well he should be coming up here shortly so you all can ask him yourselves.” Jake smiled. “I can’t wait for you all to see him. Oh there he is now.”

We all turned to see Jake’s new bedmate walking towards us. I turned around and nearly fell out of my chair. My mouth hung open as Jake’s new friend Nick approached us. “OH My GOD! BRETT.”

“NO he’s not Brett…his name is Nick.” Jake continued. “When I first met Nick here, I could have sworn he were Brett. He looks so much like him, his body even feels like Brett’s. But they are not the same because Brett is gone.”

“Nice to meet you Nick.” I smiled. “You probably hear this all the time but you look exactly like a dear friend of ours. How did you two meet?”

“I’ve heard it all from Jake. I already know how much I look like this Brett guy. I really am sorry for your loss. But you all have to know I’m not him.”

“Well actually Bryce introduced us.” Jake added.

“We do know that.” Kevin blurted. “But you do look like him. Perhaps you guys are related in some way. Maybe you and Brett were distant cousins or something.”

“I doubt it.” Nick sighed. “My parents are dead and unfortunately I’m an only child. To be honest with you guys I don’t even think my parents have any relatives that have children around my age. I’m not even from Harmony. I grew up in New York……my family lived in Brooklyn.”

“Oh wow you’re from New York City!” Kevin grinned. “That is so cool. My family and I have relatives in the big apple. We’ve even visited them a few times. I thought Harmony was a big city until I saw New York. That city makes our midsized town look like a quaint little fishing village.”

“Well Harmony is a beautiful picturesque town. And with gorgeous buildings and attractive people this town is very charming. I enjoy the people in it and I would like to get to know you all.”

“We would like to get to know you as well.” I added. “Thanksgiving is coming up very soon. My parents are having a little Thanksgiving dinner at our house. I’ve invited all of these guys. I would love to have you as Jake’s plus one.”

“Unless you have other plans.” I continued.

“No I don’t have any other plans. Actually I would really enjoy visiting your family’s home for Thanksgiving. I haven’t had a Thanksgiving meal in years, ever since my parents died I stopped celebrating the holidays. I think it will be good for me.”

“Count me in.” Nick grinned.

“Ok wonderful. I’m going to give my mother a call tonight so I can let her know we will be expecting one more guest.”

The reminder of our lunchtime spent at the student commons was spent in relative bliss. There were no more surprises to shock us. And an hour later when it was time for us to leave we stood up and filed out of the building. All of us except I. Kissing my boyfriend on the lips I promised him I would meet him back at the Loft in time for dinner. In my defense I had would have followed him back to our home if I hadn’t other reasons for staying.

The whole reason I decided to stay behind in the commons was because Chad Reeves asked me to. He and I had something very important to discuss. It concerned what happened in Paris nearly a month ago. I had seen more then I wanted to see of Chad. The image of him naked on his knees getting fucked by that murderous Sylvester would not leave my thoughts. May that crazed lunatic never rest in peace

In any case I waited in the commons for Chad to make an appearance. It was only a few minutes after my friends had left when I saw Chad walk across the room, looking to make sure no one saw him walk up to me. I imagine that was him just being cautious.

After the introductions we got down to business. The talk about what happened in Paris.

“I know it has been over a month since Paris…..” Chad started. “But I really do think we should discuss what it is you saw down there in that secret room. Don’t you?”

He stared at me waiting for my response. When I didn’t respond he raised an eyebrow in confusion. “Kayla?”

“You mean about the fact that I caught you with a dick up your ass in Paris.” I whispered..

“Not so loud.” He growled.

“What if someone were to hear you talking about that?”

“Well you were the one that brought it up.” I giggled. “How are we supposed to discuss what happened without actually talking about it?”

“Kayla I didn’t ask to meet you here so we could discuss that detail. That vile murderer forced his filthy cock up my ass. I couldn’t stop him. It was an event I would rather you not mention again….Honestly I would prefer if the details stayed between us.”

“If this were to get out my reputation would be severely damaged. No one can ever know about what happened in that secret room. It must be our little secret. Promise me.”

“Chad I know you and I don’t know each other very well but I would never intentionally reveal something like that. I would never dream of telling the world what I saw that night. In fact I wish I had never seen it. I wish I had never seen that psycho with his dick wedged between your cheeks but you are forgetting one thing.”

“And what is that?” he grumbled.

“You do realize that I’m not the only one who knows? You and I both know that lunatic recorded the entire encounter of you and him.”

“Sylvester or Bradley, or whatever the hell is name is…….is dead.” He added.

“How do we know that?” I questioned. “Yes, he had a fall….but the body was never found. How do we know he’ even dead. He could be lurking somewhere just waiting to strike.”

“He’s dead. Sylvester Harris, the Harmony campus killer is dead. He fell of the tallest tower of a castle into a body of water. If a fall from that height didn’t break every bone in his body the fall into the water certainly ended his life. And as for his disgusting video that he recorded of me if it had survived him it would have surfaced by now.”

“And you would know all about disgusting videos now don’t you?” I replied. “I know the entire story….the real reason Sylvester went on his murder rampage. It was to avenge his brother who was driven to suicide because of what you and your brothers did to him.”

“I didn’t do anything to Sylvester’s brother. Kayla you have to understand back then I was young, dumb freshman. I had to do what I had to do to make it into this fraternity. The brothers told me I had to take part in fucking this guy. At first I thought he were a willing participant when I learned he wasn’t it was too late. But it’s not my fault.”

“How could it not be your fault? Those other men might have been responsible for setting up that party but you are just as responsible. I’ve seen the video with my own eyes. I saw you naked back in Paris….The cock sliding in that poor guy’s mouth is yours.” I continued. “And besides after they sent the video to your phone you did nothing to stop your prissy little girlfriend from forwarding it to the whole school.”

“Look Kayla I will forever regret that night for the rest of my life. I will have to live with the consequences of that night for as long as I live. I wish I could have done something. I wish I could have stopped it. I was I had the courage to stand up to the brothers. But I didn’t. I can’t change that now. Besides there is no reason my life should be destroyed as well.”

“Please tell me you will keep my secret.” He sighed.

“I’ll keep it…..no one will hear from my lips what I saw you doing in Paris. But Chad you have to know by now secrets have a way of coming out….Even the ones you try to bury.”

****Scene 3: Bryce’s POV********************** 

Harmony Park, 

23 Main Street,

Last year I came out to my longtime friend and roommate Ryan Miller and my world spiraled out of control. Ryan who I had always considered to be a close friend responded to my revelations that I were gay with disdain. I couldn’t believe the way he acted towards me. It was unbelievable to me. This man that I had grown so close to was breaking my heart. I can’t even bear to think of the words that he said to me that night. Those word stung and he didn’t even care. He was concerned only with trying to appear as manly as possible. There was no way he would have anything to do with a fag.

And to make matters worse when I revealed another secret to him, the truth about how I felt about him, he went ballistic. I was furious with me. I didn’t even know how to respond to what I was telling him. How could he? He always thought of me as just another straight friend. But every day for weeks, months and even years I wanted to be so much more to him. I wanted to love him.

But after what he did to me I don’t even know if I could even look at him, let alone love him. Do you know what my love for Ryan Miller got me? Well I’ll tell you. It got me a broken jaw and several stitches. So much for telling the truth or love for that matter. Ryan and I hadn’t spoken in weeks when he texted me during the middle of my calculus class. Making up some excuse for the professor I excused myself and headed out to meet Ryan. He suggested that we meet in the park under the old oak tree; and that is exactly where I found him.

“Hey man.” I smiled. I raised my arm out and held my hand so that he could shake it. “It’s been a while. I hope you had a good summer.”

“I had a wonderful summer man. But there was just one thing wrong with it.”

“And what was that?” I asked nervously.

“I couldn’t help thinking about what I did to you last year.” He sighed. I was so wrong for what I did to you. Looking back now I see what a complete ass I was. I treated you like complete shit.”

“Man I’m really sorry for that. If I could go back and change it all I would. But I can’t so I just want you to know now that I will be the kind of friend that you deserve. A friend to stand up for you.” Ryan continued.

“Bryce I love you. You are my best friend. You have always been there for me. And when you were going through what you were going through last year I should have been there for you. I want to be there now.”

“I want to be there as your friend.”

“What if I want to be more than just friends?” I smiled up at him. Leaning in close to him a puckered my lips. I knew what could have happened. I was expecting him to push me away or hit me again but he did neither. Instead he pulled me into him and kissed me hard.

He actually kissed me and it wasn’t just a little kiss either. He opened my mouth with his tongue as he forced it deep inside my mouth. Damn it felt so good to have him so close. His wet lips on my lips kissing me hard.

Our tongues fought a familiar fight as we swapped saliva. He shoved his tongue deep into my mouth and I loved every minute of it.

“What are we doing?” I pulled away.

“What you want.” I smiled. “You don’t want to kiss me?”

“Of course I want to kiss you….you sexy beast.” I smiled back, flashing him a little grin. Ryan responded by biting my lip marking me as his.

“Mmmmm.” I moaned into his mouth. My mouth was busy sucking on his face but my hands were interested in something else. Moving over his crotch I found what I was looking for….His rock hard cock. It was fucking huge.

Before I could unzip the zipper that restrained his cock, Ryan grasped hold of hand and pulled me into the bushes. Just so we could have a little more privacy. Once we were safely hidden away we continued our make-out session only this time around I had pulled Ryan’s cock out of his’ jeans.

I wrapped my hand around the soft flesh and stroked it nice and slow. Letting him squirm and whimper as I jerked his boner. Pulling his cock head with my hand I felt precum drip from the head onto my hand. I lapped it up and his widened. “Mmmmm baby.”

Spitting on my hands I dropped to my knees and prepared to take that monster into my mouth. The fact that I was drooling only helped me get his cock wetter. “Oh my god. How big is this thing? You’re huge.” I muttered as I held his thick cock in both hands.

“It’s about eight and a half inches baby and just as thick.” He grunted

“Oh, I can tell.” I grinned from ear to ear. “You don’t even know how long I’ve waited to do this. How many nights I went to sleep thinking about deep throating your cock. I want you to know that your cock is as impressive as I thought it would be.”

“Well don’t just play with it. Why don’t you open the mouth up and show me how good you can suck cock? I’ve heard gays suck better than girls. I need you to show me if that’s true or not.”

“Hell yeah it’s true.” I replied, as I gently licked the head of his cock. I moaned onto his cock as he pushed it deep inside my mouth. While I used my hands to jerk the base of his cock I slurped up the precum that oozed from his pee slit.

After a while I pulled his cock out of my mouth and licked up and down the shaft getting it nice and wet. After his cock was dripping with my saliva I opened my mouth and took the entire length back into my mouth.

“Oh fuck yeah, oh fuck yeah.” He grunted as he started thrusting into my mouth. While Ryan was face-fucking me I grabbed hold of his ample ass cheeks using them as support. Just imagine Ryan and I hidden in the bushes. Ryan with his pants down and me sucking vigorously on that long thick dick as he pushed in and out of my mouth with force.

“Oh damn! Oh Bryce! Oh fuck…..that feels so fucking good.”

“Ohhh fuck. Ohhhh fuck! Ohhhh my GOD!”

“Oh fuck!” he moaned loudly. I knew he was getting close. His breathing became more labored. Finally after a minute more of carefully massaging his dick with my lips he erupted and spewed warm wet seed down my throat.

“Mmmm.” I smiled up at him. I swallowed every drop of his cum.

“Oh yess…. Ohhhhh yessss…..” we moaned.

****Scene 4: Ajax’s POV********************** 

Suite 721, Chandler Hotel, 

1507 Regency Avenue

With all the connections and resources at the fingertips of the Hastings family it still took Edward the entire summer to find out exactly where Michael Chandler lived. From the start we only had very limited information; we knew that Michael was from a wealthy family residing in the north eastern United States, and we knew that his family feature prominently in the media. We knew sooner or later Michael and his prominent family would pop up in some tabloid or news article. We bided our time and waited for the information we needed to come to us. Finally we got the information what we were so desperately looking for….It came in the form of an article from the society section of the Harmony Herald, a newspaper that was based in an upstate New York town called Harmony. The article was a reference to the town’s annual winter gala; a black tie affair hosted by the Chandler Family to benefit the Chandler Foundation. Plastered right next to the article was a picture of the Chandler family of whom Michael was a member. When I discovered the article floating around the web I immediately showed my master. Lord Wilton was so excited upon the discovery of Michael Chandler’s home location that he took me in his arms and kissed me hard.

“My dear Ajax thank you for your earnest work. You have led me one step or should I say, one inch closer to sticking my English prick up that American’s plump ass.”

That warm summer night to thank me for all my hard work my master fucked me relentlessly until we were dripping in sweat and cum. Damn it was a hot night. Fast forward to the present day, we packed all of our belongings onto a jet and we flew across the Atlantic Ocean to the States. With the Chandler sponsored Winter Gala less than a month away my master was determined he would be attending the high profile event

So it was in the middle of November when we arrived in Harmony. We had arrived in Harmony in the late afternoon and by the evening we had checked into the Chandler Hotel. If a passerby had seen the number of trunks and things of luggage we had brought up to our suite they would have thought us to be royalty. His grace was only a few branches short of being royal.

Located in downtown Harmony, the hotel was thirty-two floors high complete with modern amenities. The upscale hotel with marble floors, crystal chandeliers, and elegant furniture was truly a sight to behold. It was only natural His Grace, Edward Hastings, Lord Wilton would choose to take up residence in such a high class hotel. The world knew Edward as a blue-blooded aristocrat but my fellow companions, Ahmed, Kye, and I, knew him as our master. Our self-obsessed and sex-crazed master at whose whim we were bound.

In Edward’s defense he had every right to be the narcissistic pompous jerk that I know and love. I mean how could he not be with a face as handsome as his? Or with a rocking body like the one underneath those expensive fabrics. “While this hotel is lacking some of the things I have come accustomed to we will have to make do. Because I guess this is what passes for first class here in this town.”

Once all our luggage had all been placed in our hotel room master Edward sent Kye and Ahmed on some errand. I was ordered to stay with him. I knew what was expected of me. Once the suite was cleared Lord Wilton gracefully lowered himself onto the couch. I came and knelt beside him my head buried in his lap waiting for him to give me an order. When he demanded I strip off my clothes I obeyed. He was master had no choice but to obey.

Once I was standing in front of him completely naked he told me to turn around. I did as I was told and I turned over. Bending over I put my ass on full display for him. He squeezed my ass cheeks in his hands as he massaged. “Mmmm that ass looks good enough to fuck.” He grunted as he spread my ass apart.

“You want my big English Prick don’t you?” he said.

“Yes.” I moaned. He did not however respond favorably to my words, instead he raised his hand up and slapped my ass hard.

“What was that slave?”

“Yes master.” I replied meekly.

“Yes that’s it. That’s a good little bitch.” He chuckled as he continued to fondle my ass. “You like when master plays with your tight little hole.”

“Yes master.” I replied meekly.

“Yes that’s a good little slave.” Edward grinned. “Why don’t you turn around like the faggot that you are and start working my dick over.”

Without hesitation I turned around. I crawled between his legs as he laid spread out on the bed. Running my hands up along his leg I massaged his inner thighs as I prepared to take my master’s cock in my mouth.

I continued to massage his legs, and as I did this my hands grazed his crotch. My hands kept brushing up against his crotch. Because of this his cock started twitching. He was getting hard from the contact. “Come on stick your face in it.” He grunted

Lowering my face into Edward’s crotch I sucked on the head of his hardening cock. He moaned out as I went back to the task at hand. Rubbing my nose in his balls I inhaled the manly scent of his manhood. I lightly licked up and down the shaft of his cock. But I didn’t start there I licked all the way down to his shaved balls.

While I was in the process of licking his balls, master grunted something but I didn’t catch it because I was so mesmerized by that wondrous tool between his legs. No matter how many times I found myself servicing my master I never got over how fantastic Edward’s dick was. Not only was he well-endowed, he was also uncut as well.

“After all these years those eyes are still glued to my dick.” He chuckled. “You like what you see, you little faggot?”

“Yes.” I replied.

“Yes what?” he growled.

“Yes master.” I corrected. “Your cock looks absolutely delicious.”

“Well like I said before…..it’s not going to suck itself. So why don’t you stop wasting time and start sucking.”

“Yes master.” I grunted, as I lowered my face back down onto Edward’s crotch. Immediately my nose was confronted once more with the smell of his musky balls. I kissed his balls before sticking out my tongue. I covered his balls with saliva as I gently sucked on each of them. My master’s every groan and moan told me that I was sucking his cock just the way he liked it.

Running my tongue over the length of my master’s cock when I reached the tip of his cock I took it into my mouth and started sucking. Getting a good rhythm going I worked his dick over with my lips, bobbing up and down. As I sucked on his cock he placed his hands on my head and started pushing more and more of his cock down my throat. I gagged a little but he didn’t care because he wanted me to gag on that fat dick.

I could feel his throbbing prick pressing up against the back of my throat. Realizing that he was not going to let up on trying to face fuck me, I took a very deep breath. But his thick dick was just too much so I started gagging again. A minute or so later came up for air, gasping and coughing up my own saliva. But I didn’t get much air because I went back down on his dick. He placed his heavy hands over my head. He held me onto his cock for a few seconds…When he allowed me to come back up for air his cock was covered with my spit and I was desperately trying to catch my breath.

“Keep Sucking!” He ordered.

Going back down on that thick prick I sucked on it hard. The whole time I stared into his eyes as his cock slid into my mouth.

“You are the perfect cocksucker.” He laughed, throwing his head back. “I wish I could just lay here all day and watch you suck on my dick but we didn’t come to Harmony to play we came here to work.”

“So you better use these next few minutes to get my cock nice and wet so I can fuck that hot ass of yours.”

Without any more directions from my master I began bobbing up and down on that marvelous prick of his. Between sucking his dick I licked his balls making his tool shine with my spit. I felt like I was in heaven, I was having the time of my life getting my face fucked by Edward Hastings’ thick dick. He was smiling down at me as precum oozed out his slit and down my throat.

I was slurping up the precum from his cock when suddenly the door burst opened.

STAY TUNED………………………….