I was heading home from work. It had been a few days since I’d cum. I’d wanted to nut in the shower that morning, my cock had been hard, soaped, and ready to go, but I was already late. So all day my cock inflated and deflated, leaked, my taint and balls tingled, my body telling me I needed to blow a load. Heading home, thinking about Arjun coming home and sinking my cock into my husband’s tight, smooth, brown ass, I was inflating again.
The subway was busy. Since I’m tall, I typically hold onto the pole up high, but other tall people had beaten me to that real-estate, and the middle of the pole was taken as usual, so I could only find purchase down low, at about hip height.
I tried to keep my mind off my dick, especially with my hand so close to it, but the universe had other plans.
A few stops after I got on, just as I was getting thoughts of fucking my husband out of my mind, an adonis walked onto the train.
About Arjun’s height, so a few inches shorter than me, a twenty something twunk with dark brown short hair, a sharp face, and an athletic body. He wore a fitted pair of sweats showing of a nice bulge and ass, and a fitted zipper hoodie, the zipper open, with a grooved white tank top underneath showing his cut abs and pecs, and a just a hint of dark hair dusting his chest.
My cock swelled, blood pumping and loins tingling.
Shit, I thought, my eyes undressing the twunk, knowing full well if he stayed on the train for even a few stops, my dick was going to be full mast and leaking.
With each stop, the twunk shuffled closer and closer as more and more people pushed onto the train.
The people next to me exited at the following station and the twunk was shuffled into the space next to me, our shoulders pushed squarely together. He hadn’t paid enough attention to turn around, lost in his phone, and was now stuck facing away from the pole, unable to turn around without hitting several passengers. In his attempts to turn, his butt at first just grazed the back of my hand on the pole. As two more people pressed their way onto the train, to the consternation of other passengers, he was pushed closer to the pole and his butt landed squarely on the back of my hand, my knuckles poking into the crevice of his cheeks. His firm, muscled, warm flesh under the soft sweatpants hugged my hand.
Fucking hell, my mind yelled as my cock inflated further. My eyes were riveted to his muscled ass, split down the crack, my hand obscured in the firm embrace of his peach.
The train swayed. Our bodies swayed together. His butt swaying on my hand.
He arched his neck, looking over his shoulder at me. A goofy, uncertain, energetic twenty-something year old look on his face.
My dick lurched, getting closer to full size, my dickhead stretching the side of my sport brief pouch. Thankfully I’d made the smart choice to wear one of the pairs with a more ample pouch, figuring I would need the extra coverage today, but not obviously knowing this extent of it.
“Sorry,” he whispered, getting a good look at me. I was wearing a fitted polo, showing off my arms, pecs, and abs, and the bulge in my chinos, while not overt, was visible to anyone looking.
Directing his gaze back to my face, noting how my eyes took in his body and lustfully met his gaze, “On second thought, maybe I’m not so sorry,” he whispered with a smile, pointedly eyeing my bulge.
Oh shit I’m in trouble, I thought, laughing and feeling a smirk spread across my face. And I hope he knows he’s going to be as well. My cock was full mast and precum was inching its way through my tubing.
The train stopped, people got off, more got on, and it rumbled along the tunnels.
The twunk shook his ass, exaggerating the train movement, rubbing it all over my hand.
“Fuck dude,” I whispered. “That ass is fire.”
His eyes glittered, devilish and lustful. “You like that Daddy?” He continued shacking his ass. “Got you all worked up?”
“You’re going to be sorry for teasing me like this,” I growled softly.
He leaned in, whispering innocently, “What are you going to do to me Daddy?”
FUCK, I thought, my dick lurching.
“Teach you, and that hot ass, a lesson,” I growled, doing my best to keep my voice low. Luckily, most people nearby had earphones in and were lost in their own worlds.
The twunk adonis moaned, softly, not audible but to him and me, but it was clearly a moan.
His ass muscles clenched, the cheeks squeezing my hand.
HOLY HELL, I thought, leaking into my underwear.
“Fuck boy,” I rasped. “Gonna teach that ass a good lesson.”
The train stopped and he shifted to let people off. Flipping around, he pressed his hard and enlarged bulge into the back of my hand. His hand grabbed the pole just below mine, our hands gently touching. He kept his body tight to mine, sharing body heat, swaying together, our sexual dance becoming even more intense. He was close enough that I could feel his breath on my chest and mine ruffled his short, soft hair. Some skin and gingery hair was exposed where my polo was unbuttoned, and he exhaled strongly enough to watch my chest hairs flutter.
“Sexy Daddy,” he cooed softly.
I let my body sway forward with the train, my shlong pressing into his hand, and I now moaned softly, only for us to hear, and exhaled hot breath over his head. Breathing back in, I could smell his shampoo and pheromones, going directly from my brain to my cock, making me ache.
“Yeah Daddy,” he whispered. “You’re a big one, aren’t you?”
I smirked, rubbing my shoulder along his and pressed my dick into his hand again. “Big enough to split that tight twunk ass in two,” I whispered, my dick throbbing.
He moaned again, quietly.
“Next stop is mine,” I whispered. “Come home with me. I’ll have a second big dick, my husband’s, to help teach you a lesson.”
He gleamed, humping into my hand, “Fuck yeah, two daddies for the price of one.”
When the train stopped, I wrapped my arm around his shoulders and moved him in front of me as people filtered off, worming our way out of the train, my cock pressed firmly to his tight ass. I could feel his firm muscles moving as he walked, taking small, careful steps to avoid stepping on someone’s foot.
Out of the train, I kept my arm around him, leading him to my home.
We chatted. Jack was his name.
I texted Arjun on the way, Bringing an adonis twunk home. Hope you have a nice load stored up. Make him call you sir. We’re teaching him a lesson.
Arjun replied promptly, Fuck yeah! Be home soon!
Locking the apartment door, I wrapped my arms around Jack’s lower back, engaged my thighs and glutes, and hoisted him into the air. His legs clung to my waist, his ass pressing into my crotch, my dick in his ass cleft, and he wrapped his arms around my shoulders.
“Fuck Daddy is so strong,” he sighed.
I bounced him in my arms, feeling his weight on my body. Our lips melted together and tongues danced as he moaned. I humped into his ass and him bounced himself at my waist, riding my crotch.
“Fuck Daddy, yeah, fuck,” he moaned as I grunted and growled.
“Grip just my shoulders,” I told him, bringing my hand up and pushing his hoodie down his arms. I held onto his torso with one hand firmly placed across his back, his own muscles like snakes coiled under his skin. “Drop your hands.” When his hands dropped from my shoulders, I pushed the hoodie off his body, the clothing crumpling to the floor.
His arms were ripped like his pecs and abs; smaller muscles than mine or Arjun’s, but more defined.
“Fucking hot ripped twunk,” I grunted, driving his body upward with a forceful hump.
“Oh Daddy,” he moaned, slipping his arms around my neck, leaning into a sloppy kiss.
I then shimmied his tank top up his muscled torso and off over his head, letting it drop on top of the discarded hoodie.
I kissed and licked his neck, still humping his ass. Holding his rib cage, I leaned his body backward, arcing away from me but held securely in my hands. His ass rested firmly on my crotch, his 8-pack abs engaging, his torso displayed before me.
“Fucking hot boy,” I crooned, licking down to his lightly hairy pec, the muscle forming a cut ridge and his dark nipples standing at sharp points.
I licked each nipple and he squealed twice, once for each lick.
I grinned at him. “Fuck yeah boy, squeal for Daddy.”
Licking again, he indeed squealed just as loudly. Clamping my lips down, I kissed and sucked on the perky flesh and Jack sang a chorus of noises. I nibbled on the nipples, licked, sucked, kissed, swirled, switching from one to the other.
“OOOOOHHHH FUCK DADDY,” Jack cried out. “Please stop… please,” his voice becoming tight.
I stopped, eyeing him, his face flushed. “Gonna cum already boy,” I teased.
“Yes,” he panted.
“Too soon for that,” I said, humping his ass. “Need to fuck that hole first. And get my husband inside you too. Your lesson is still to come. Bump that ass into a man on the train and then tease him with it, you’re going to get what’s coming to you.”
He whimpered and I humped him hard. Taking one last lick of his nipples, his squealing continued, I held him tight and walked him into the bedroom.
Laying his back down on the bed, I stripped my polo off. His eyes widened and he moaned, running a hand up my treasure trail to my hairy chest, feeling my built muscles along with way.
“Hairy muscle Daddy,” he whispered in awe, his eyes shining. “I want that lesson, Daddy.”
I ignored his comment for now, knowing he’ll be begging soon enough.
I pulled his sweatpants off. His legs were toned, with only a dusting of hair.
He wore a pair of bikini briefs, navy blue, his hard dick and testicles tenting the pouch.
I kissed along his legs, closer and closer to his crotch where my hands toyed with the thin straps of his bikini brief.
He squirmed, moaning, watching me approach his package.
My nose poked into his crotch, hitting a nut, then the base of his shaft, and then into his groin.
My tongue licked his groin, curled into the pouch, and licked the side of a ball and his shaft. He had a nice bush of trimmed, dark pubes that brushed my nose and tongue. Biting the waistband of his bikini brief, I pulled the pouch down, tucking it under his scrotum, his ragging cock bursting from the confines of his underwear. Springing free, it slapped audibly onto his abdomen.
“AAAAA Daddy,” he moaned as I tea bagged his slightly hairy scrotum.
Rolling his balls around in my mouth, I maintained eye contact with him and explored his ripped youthful body with my hands.
Releasing his nuts, I left a trail of saliva up his shaft, swirled over his cut pink glans, and back down the shaft. He was 5.5inches long, slender, with a gentle curve to the right.
Surrounding his glans with my lips, I kissed his glans, sucked his dick securely into my mouth, and slid down his shaft until my nose was squished into his bush.
“HHHOOO FUCK DADDY,” he cried out, body convulsing. His hands tried to grab my hair, but I intercepted them with my own, pressing them into the bed, holding them down firmly.
Staring at him intently, I rose up and sank my face back down on his quivering curved cock.
He squirmed and whimpered, holding my gaze. His biceps flexed and he tried to get his hands loose, but I flexed my arm muscles too and overpowered him, holding him in place.
“YEAH Daddy,” he groaned, submitting to me.
I sucked his cock for a good minute, holding him down, just until his nuts started to tighten and I got a good taste of his natural lube.
Letting his wet dick splat down on his firm abdomen, I swirled his fluid around my mouth.
“Delicious boy,” I said, leaning over and kissing him, driving my tongue into his mouth, giving him a taste of his own juices.
He sucked on it and moaned.
I engulfed his twunk body in my muscled arms and legs, crushing us together as we made out.
Releasing him, pulling my tongue free, I stripped fully off, holding onto my underwear.
Cupping Jack’s neck, I pushed my precum soaked sport brief into his mouth, “Taste what you’ve done to my underwear boy,” I growled.
He whimpered, tasting my juices and smelling my manly scent wafting from the underwear, sucking my juices through the fabric.
Gently pulling the brief from his mouth, a thick strand of saliva mixed with my precum clinging to the fabric, I tossed them aside and slapped my 8inch dick on his face.
“AH,” Jack moaned in surprise.
Smack.
“OH fuck,” he moaned, no surprise. Awe.
Smack.
“You’re fucking huge,” Jack exclaimed.
Smack.
“Fuck Daddy,” he whimpered.
Smack. Smack. In rapid succession.
His mouth hung open, tongue out, trying to catch my dick.
Smack.
Smack.
Smack.
He got his tongue on my shaft and licked, moaning.
Smack.
Smack.
He caught my fat mushroom dickhead and suckled on it for a second before I pried it free.
Smack, across his face.
Smack. Smack. Smack.
Jack whimpered, taking the cock beating, face beaming with joy, his dick throbbing and leaking.
“Well, what do we have here,” I heard Arjun say. I was so enraptured with the twunk that I didn’t hear him come home.
Arjun moved into the bedroom, hand already rubbing his crotch, taking stock of our foreplay and the adonis I’d told him about.
Jack’s head pivoted and he moaned, seeing my husband, a handsome muscled Indian man, open his pants and pull out his uncut 7inch long erection.
“OHHH fuck Daddies,” he squealed.
Smack, hitting the side of his face, stinging slightly. I had quickly come back to my senses and the intense exploits with Jack.
Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.
He turned his adoring face back to me as my dick fell squarely across him.
Smack.
Moaning.
Arjun was naked beside me a moment later.
Smack, smack. A long white and a long brown cock hitting Jack’s face.
“Fuck Daddies,” he cried out, licking at our cocks.
Arjun and I kissed.
Smack, smack.
Hot and heavy, lips writhing.
Smack.
“MMMMrrrrpppphhhh,” I heard and saw Arjun jam his dick into Jack’s open mouth, making the boy moan.
I kept smacking his face with my dick a while longer as Arjun fucked the boy’s face.
Arjun pushed Jack a little further onto the bed, moved alongside him, held his head in his hands, and fucked his twunk face.
I slapped my husband’s smooth, brown, flexing ass and settled onto the edge of the bed, bending Jack’s legs far enough back to expose his smooth mounded glutes and pink anus, but not so far they would get in Arjun’s way.
Dropping my chest nearly to the bed, I planted my face in the boy’s ass.
He whimpered; his body shook.
I smelled his youthful manliness emanating from his anus and my cock quaked.
Licking, I tasted him. Clean, fresh. My tongue twisted around, bathing him, his anus twitching.
I sharpened my tongue and twisted, piercing his insides.
“MMMMMMRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAA,” he moaned, his body vibrating.
Arjun held his head carefully, skull fucking the twunk as I ate his ass.
I tongue fucked Jack’s ass for a moment, pulled out, and licked around the hole and crack before driving back inside. For many minutes, we continued like this until Jack was trembling and moaning constantly.
Arjun pulled from the boy’s mouth. Jack tried to gobble my husband back in, but Arjun held his head firmly.
“Not just yet boy,” Arjun stated.
“Please,” Jack begged.
Smack. Arjun’s wet dick hit his face hard. “You’ll call me Sir.”
“Please Sir,” Jack whined.
Arjun pushed his head down onto the bed. “Wait.”
I hefted Jack’s lower body, legs spread out, my hands gripping his ankles, and bent him back on himself, his ass sticking up at the ceiling, knees pointing toward his defined chest, ass cheeks wide, hole exposed.
I licked and prodded, kissed and sucked on his anus as Jack writhed and whined.
“Fuck Daddy, fuck,” he squealed, “Please fuck me!”
Addressing Arjun, “We need to teach this boy a lesson about pressing his hot ass into men on the train, teasing them, he might just get more than he bargained for.”
Arjun stood on the bed and took my place at Jack’s ass as I moved away. My husband slapped his dick firmly, repeatedly onto Jack’s raw crack.
“AAAHHHHHHH,” the twunk cried out. “Fuck me Sir!”
That’s right boy,” Arjun said, dick slapping Jack’s ass harder, just at the point of stinging.
As Arjun toyed with Jack’s hole, soon dropping to his knees to eat the twunk out as I had, I straddled Jack’s face, presenting him with my leaking cock.
“Suck me as I fuck your twunk face,” I grunted, pushing my dick between his lips. They opened eagerly and he stretched his head toward me, sucking on my cock. I pushed into him until he choked a bit trying to get my entire cock inside. With him sucking and me fucking, was able to get it after a while but he choked every time all 8inches were inserted. But he also moaned each time I stretched his throat.
Building up a rhythm, Jack and I groaned, and he began to play with my testicles.
I then pulled out, flipped around, kicking a leg over his chest, and sat on his face.
“Eat Daddy’s ass,” I demanded.
His hot moan flooded the nerves along my crack and I moaned even before his tongue tentatively, and then ravenously, licked and ate my hole.
“Oohhh fuck Daddy,” he whined. “Muscled, hairy, manly ass… ffuuuccck.” His hands rubbed my hairy muscles and clenched onto my glutes, massaging my ass.
Arjun handed me Jack’s legs, my hands curling around his knees, and I bent his body even further back until, as I leaned in, I could once again eat his twunk ass.
“Fucking hot,” Arjun said, watching me rim the twunk as he rimmed me.
Arjun grabbed lube and came back on the bed.
Retracting my tongue from Jack’s hole, I relaxed the pull on his body, letting his torso straighten someone back out toward Arjun, handing him back to my husband, Jack’s legs hooked over Arjun’s shoulders. With his dick lubed, Arjun spread some slick on the twunk’s ass and applied pressure.
Jack, pausing with his lips encasing my anus, his tongue pushing at the hole, he whined as Arjun’s dick touched his sensitive hole.
I moaned, feeling the twunk’s tongue inside me and seeing my husband’s dick and the twunk’s hole meet.
He whined.
I watched in anticipation as my husband sank into him, his brown cock disappearing into the white, pinkish flesh.
“FFFUUUUCCCKKKKKK,” Jack moaned. “FUCK ME SIR!” His moans washing over my wet anus.
Arjun grunted, bottoming out, holding inside for but a moment before rotating his hips, fucking the twunk.
With Jack’s head relaxed on the bed, whining from the cock in his ass, I sat back, forcing Jack to return to servicing my ass. I then stepped my fingers over his chest and toyed delicately with his nipples. I didn’t want to make him cum, just intensify his stimulation.
He squealed and his cock jumped, precum pumping out.
I stayed to the edges, playing with his muscled pecs and down along his cut abs. Collecting some of his precum pool, I licked the nectar off my fingers. Flittering my fingers over his torso, I returned to gently touch his nipples again.
“FUCK DADDY,” he squealed, driving his tongue into my anus, his cock jumping and leaking more juices.
I leaned over, thirsty for more of his youthful twunk nectar, and licked up his mess. Wanting more, I sucked his dick into my mouth, draining the juices inside.
He moaned into my ass, my cheeks vibrating
As Arjun fucked him, I sucked his cock and he tongue fucked my anus.
“FUCK BOY,” Arjun grunted, hammering his hole in rapid thrusts. “Haven’t fucking cum in days. Seeing you eat my husband’s ass. Feeling your tight twunk ass hugging my cock. FUCK!”
“Cum in me Sir,” Jack yelled, pulling from my ass but keeping his hands clasped to the glutes. He sensed my husband’s imminent orgasm and encouraged him. “Cum in my twunk ass Sir!”
“GGGAAAAA FUCK,” Arjun yelled.
I paused, just holding Jack’s dick in my mouth, sensing he too was getting close.
Arjun tensed and came, humping Jack’s ass, depositing his load through raspy grunts.
“Fuck yeah Sir,” Jack moaned. “Fill me up.”
Arjun growled, slapping the muscled ass he’d just bred and pulled out. Flopping down on his side, facing Jack. I flipped off the twunk on the opposing side of my husband and took Arjun’s place at Jack’s ass.
Arjun and Jack kissed, my husband draped an arm over his chest and felt his body.
Hoisting the twunk’s legs up, holding onto his lower back and ass, my arms and back muscled flexed. Jack moaned, seeing my muscles and feeling me manhandle him.
I lowered his ass down and tilted my hips upward, driving my cock into his body and further lowered him to sink down onto my pole.
“NNNNAAAAAAAAAA,” Jack groaned, feeling my slightly longer meat strain the depths of his anus. “HOLY FUCK DADDYYEEEEEEEE…” he whimpered, anus twitching and cock jumping.
I pulled back and thrust right back in. My husband’s cum mixed with the lube and our precum and saliva had slicked his ass well and my cock glided right along. He was still tight, hugging my cock like a glove, but it was all smooth movements.
The sensations made me growl and drive my cock in and out.
“FUCKING HOT ASS TWUNK,” I yelled, pounding him.
“FUCK ME DADDY,” he responded, reaching up to hold onto my flexing arms.
“FUCK, fuck, fuck,” I moaned, my cock and loins ached for release which was rapidly approaching.
“Teach you a fucking lesson twunk,” I grunted.
“Teach me,” he whined. “Fucking teach me Daddy.”
“FFUUUCCCKK,” I growled, leaning in, biting his neck gently. “Is this what you wanted?”
He whimpered, writhing, feeling my back muscles.
“FUCKING TWUNK! Pressing that hot ass into my hand in public,” I grunted, torso standing tall again, holding his ass up with one arm as the other gently choked him. My eyes blazed into his as he absorbed all my fire. “COME FOR ME BOY!”
“Touch my nipples Sir,” Jack whined, face contorted in Arjun’s direction. Arjun reached out, swirling a fingertip over each one. The twunk’s ass spasmed and cock jumped. “Just like that SIR! And pound my ass DADDY!”
I went harder, sweat dripping down my body, muscles aching, cock blazing.
And I felt it. The point of no return. It felt like my entire body was getting ready to explode.
“HHHHHHHAAAAA, FUCK, FUCK,” I screamed, frozen in time for a moment, my aching cock and the twunk’s ass and contorted face were my entire world.
And then I fired, cum erupting from my dick and orgasm washing me away.
I could hear my moans filling the air, punctuated by Jack’s squealing, but they seemed muted, distant, softened by the ragging inferno of pleasure ripping from my cock.
Jack’s cock then fired too. A long strand of cum flying into the air, hitting his hair and face.
I leaned down, my heated body making me more flexible than usual. My hand left Jack’s throat and grabbed the base of his cumming cock, aiming it at my descending face.
I took the next shot of cum in my open mouth as I kept pumping my load inside of him.
The rest of his load shot squarely into my mouth as I sucked on the top few inches of his dick.
“AAAAHHHHhhhhhhh Daddddddyyyyyyy,” he groaned through his orgasm.
His body writhed, trembled, and squirmed in my firm, confident grasp. Even as I orgasmed, body bent over, sucking him off, I kept him tightly in my grasp. His glute muscles firmed and released, firmed and released, over and over, my hand feeling his twunk ass flexing, making my orgasm last a moment longer as my brain processed the immaculate sensation.
And then we were done. The cum was drained out, the sensations retreating.
Arjun stopped playing with Jack’s nipples and gave him a kiss.
With a sigh, I set Jack’s body down on the bed, his wet dick slipping from my mouth, and I collapsed on top of him, my dick getting squeezed from his ass. Chubbed, my dick stayed between his legs, poking at his glutes and hole. My sweaty, hot, muscled body weighing his own sweaty, hot, muscled body down.
I ran a hand through his hair and another caressing his youthful, manly face.
I pressed my lips into their kiss, three sets of lips making out for a moment, capturing our shared experience.
“Lesson learned Daddy, Sir,” Jack sighed, cocking a smile at both of us. “I should always press my ass into your hand when I see you on the subway.”
I patted his face, Arjun tweaked his nipple, both of us grinning at his cheekiness.
“You’ve learned well,” I said and Arjun nodded in agreement. “You’ve learned well.”
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