LOGIN“Ohhhh man…just like that baby, just like that…” I moaned.
I was kneeling on the bed and Victor was also kneeling behind me, his cock deep inside my ass, making me sing songs of euphoria and lust. He was thrusting slowly, with one hand of his around my cock and the other squeezing my ass, driving me towards the edge of cumming. “Harder... V....Fuck me harder” I moaned, and encouraged him tears almost coming from my eyes. He heed to my request and grinded me harder until my asshole almost bled. Then he slowed down. The standing mirror before me revealed the big smile on his face. All these happened on July 29th, the day I can never forget. Victor was my crush, but he was unapproachable as he was always surrounded with girls. I was gay, so I naturally thought he's straight not until I caught him fuckin his brother. I approached him afterwards and things started awkwardly between us in a way I wasn't expecting. "Damn, you're fuckin so tight, Gabe" he moaned. I loved that and I began to jerk my hips backwards onto his cock, matching his thrusts. He was loving it too! “Oh boy you are so good!” I gasped. One hour earlier, Victor and I were playing cards. The idea in my mind was that I was going to get fucked by him and then fuck him too. So we decided to play with clothes on, then the loser would get to take off one item of clothing at a time. I deliberately lost all the games. First I took off my t-shirt. Then my jeans. Then my vest. Finally I was down to my underpants. My cock was growing, almost trying to burst out of my underwear. I was just waiting to lose the last round so that I could get completely naked and then get into action. Victor was very clever, he wanted to prolong the game so that I would get hornier and then we would have an even more hot sex session. In fact I was so desperate to lose that Victor was still wearing all his clothes. Finally after a few more rounds, I lost again. I threw down my cards. This was what I had been waiting for because my cock was up and waiting. I took away Victor's cards, pushed him back onto the bed. In one shot I had taken off my underwear. I knelt on the bed and turned my ass around and brought it near his face. “My ass is yours, baby!” I told him. Victor grabbed both my butt cheeks and began to slowly run his hands over them. I was loving the touch of electric currents all over my body. He then gave me a soft spank on both my ass cheeks. I laughed. He then began to softly kiss my smooth ass and give short licks over the crack. I parted my butt cheeks with my hands and he began to rim my hole. Oh my god, diary, I cannot describe all the pleasure at that time when his tongue tickled my smooth hairless opening, it was the most heavenly experience at that time. He was making slow soft circles with his tongue over my ass, sometimes pushing his hot wet tongue into it. Sometimes he tickled my hanging balls from behind, tickled my penis and stroked it. I was feeling like in heaven. Then I turned around and climbed on top of Victor and started pulling off his t-shirt. I also undid the button of his jeans and started to pull them off. Then I also helped him take off his underwear and saw his erect hard cock spring out into action. Without wasting a single minute, I grabbed his cock. Gently licking the head, I began to swirl my tongue over it. His 5-inches were beautiful and brown and I took it all in my mouth. A moan escaped his lips and he grabbed my hair. I began to suck him off like an ice cream, it was really feeling so good to suck his cock. He grabbed my head and began to move my head to and fro on his cock, mouthfucking me. I wanted him to cum in my mouth but he wanted to save it for my ass. So I laid on my stomach and he brought some lube and poured it onto my ass. I felt the cold liquid go into my hole as he worked it in with his finger. Then he flipped me over on my back, lifted my legs high in the air and inserted his cock in me in the missionary position. I was really loving how his slender black cock was invading my asshole. Victor is built very strong and has a lot of power, so I was loving being dominated by him. He began to fuck me vigorously and then he suddenly stopped. He want and sat on a chair and asked me to ride his cock. So I lowered myself onto his dick and he began to fuck me. I gasped in “Fuck me harder baby” with my hands wrapped around his neck and he was sucking on my nipples. He was pumping me harder like a piston, upwards and upwards and I was feeling like I will get launched into space. He then carried me, his cock still in my ass, to the bed and then he knelt behind me. He fucked me very nicely and I was loving it. I began to beg him to cum in me. Soon, he grabbed me really hard and whispered in my ear “I’m cumming” and came inside me, shooting many hot spurts of white cum. After a short rest, it was not time for me to fuck Victor. He laid back on the bed and I climbed up on top of him between his folded legs. He wrapped his legs around me and I began to dry-hump him. My dick rubbing against his stomach was feeling so hot that I would have cum inside him. So I stopped myself. I lay on my back and asked Victor to get in the cowboy position. He helped insert his dick in my ass in that position itself and I pulled up my legs to cushion him. I began to fuck him with my 6and half inches, slowly at first and then deeper, harder, longer strokes. He was pressing his cock against my abdomen and I was loving that also. Every single thrust felt so awesome, so enjoyable. I then wanted to do something that was on my mind for a long time. I wanted to lift him up and fuck him. So I stood up and lifted him up and then lowered him onto my dick. I fucked him upwards with standing thrusts, making him thrash about in pleasure. Finally I could not hold my orgasm any longer and cummed hard inside his ass. It was a hot night and we were very tired from the workout but we wanted to do more. We fell asleep, but early morning I woke up and saw that my dick was erect again. Victor and I got into a 69 position and sucked each other out. We both came almost simultaneously in each other’s mouths, and I really enjoyed myself. We had sex the whole of that day and night before I came back to my place, eagerly waiting for the next banging session with him. However, his brother who wasn't around all these while arrived, perhaps I wouldn't have time with him anymore.John pulled out, his cum dripping from my well-used hole, and Marcus was already there, his tongue lapping at the mess, cleaning me with long, slow strokes. I moaned, my body still trembling from my orgasm, as he spread my cheeks, his tongue delving deeper.“You taste so good,” he murmured, his voice muffled against my skin. “Like cum and sweat and us.”John was watching, his cock already half-hard again, his eyes dark with hunger. “Get on your hands and knees,” he ordered. “I want to see that ass while Marcus eats you out.”I obeyed, my body still weak from pleasure, as Marcus positioned himself beneath me, his tongue never leaving my hole. John knelt behind me, his fingers teasing my entrance, gathering the cum that was still leaking out.“You’re gonna take me again,” he murmured, his voice dark. “And this time, I’m not holding back.”I whimpered, my body already
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