All Chapters of INFINITE SHADES OF GAY: A Collection Of Raw MM Erotica : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

FUCK ME 🍆 HARDER, DON'T MAKE LOVE TO ME 2.When I reached his cock I didn’t rush. I wrapped my fingers around the base first, feeling the heat and the steady pulse under the smooth, and already pink skin. He was fully hard, the head flushed a deep red, a clear bead of precum welling at the slit. I leaned in and dragged the flat of my tongue slowly from the root all the way up the underside, pressing firmly so I could feel every ridge and vein. Leo’s breath hitched. I did it again, slower, then closed my lips over the head and took him into my mouth with deliberate pressure.I sank down inch by inch, letting the thick shaft stretch my lips, feeling the smooth head push against the roof of my mouth and then farther, into the soft give of my throat. My tongue worked constantly — swirling under the head, pressing along the frenulum, then flattening to stroke the full length as I took him deeper. Spit gathered and spilled from the corners of my mouth, coating him until he was glossy and w

MY GREEDY HOLE GETS FISTED✊🍆.I didn't ever think I’d beg a man to shove his entire fist inside me just to fully fulfill, and satisfy my twisted, dark desires, until the night I met Victor.I am Elias. A twenty-four year old. Slim, smooth, with a tight ass that I’d only ever played with using toys, five fingers at once, a mop stick, lotion container, biros, knife handles, and vegetables—egg plants, carrots. Yeah… you read that right.I had fantasized about fisting for years. Late at night I would watch twisted, gay porn videos with my legs spread, something already buried deep in my hole while I imagined something much thicker forcing me open past any limit I had reached alone. But I never had the courage to ask anyone to do it.Until fate favored me and I met Victor.He was thirty-eight, a tall, muscular bear of a man with thick arms, a heavy hairy chest, and calm, commanding eyes that made my knees weak the moment we met at the leather bar. We talked for hours. He was experienced,

ORGY PARTY: YOU'RE ANTI-GAY? LET MY DICK🍆 TEACH YOU HOW 1I stood on the steps of my office block that afternoon and watched the little protest dissolve. A handful of protesters still lingered with their cardboard signs, faces twisted in the same old mix of fear and borrowed rage. Gerald was the loudest. Always had been. He was Elite College of Pharmacy’s self-appointed anti-queer mouthpiece, twenty-one years old, with a tight little body he tried to hide under oversized hoodies, and a mouth that never stopped running about how faggots like me were a disease."Gerald?" I called his name once.He turned, still talking shit to the two boys beside him, then strutted over like he owned the concrete. Up close I could smell the cheap cologne and the nervous sweat underneath it.“Inside,” I said. Nothing more.He followed me into my office, still talking about how disgusting we were. Me in particular. I just let him. When the door clicked shut I leaned against the edge of my desk, arms fold

ORGY PARTY: YOU'RE ANTI-GAY? LET MY DICK🍆 TEACH YOU HOW 3I kept my voice low, almost gentle against the wet noise of the room.“Get on your knees.”Gerald’s eyes flickered. Hesitation lived there for half a second — it spelt pride, fear, the last stubborn scrap of the boy who had shouted homophobic words outside my office — then it died. Surprisingly, his knees hit the polished floor with a soft thud. He was already breathing hard, chest rising and falling under the hoodie.I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair, slowly, with possessive strokes from the crown to the nape. I had known this moment was coming. I had known his loud homophobic mouth was just the armor of a boy who had never felt a real man open him up. He had never had a bad black man fuck him with a good, thick cock. That was the real reason he spent so much energy hating what he secretly craved.I cupped his chin and tilted his face up. His skin was hot under my palm.“Have you ever had a bad black man fuc

ORGY PARTY: YOU'RE ANTI-GAY? LET MY DICK🍆 TEACH YOU HOW 5.I took a handful of Gerald's hair and kept my fist locked in, holding his head steady between us. The other man—Melvin— walked over to the camera and the recording light flickered red, then he stepped in close on the other side, standing in front of Gerald so our thick cocks pressed together against the boy’s flushed face. We moved at the same slow pace. I guided the dark, spit-slick head of my cock to one corner of Gerald’s mouth while Melvin pressed his own heavy head to the opposite corner. Together we pushed forward, inch by careful inch, forcing both thick shafts between those thin lips at once.Gerald’s eyes went wide in shock as his mouth stretched wider than it ever should have. His tiny lips went tight and pale around the combined girth, the soft flesh forced to its absolute limit as the two dark cocks sank deeper side by side. The sight alone pulled a low, rough groan out of my chest at the exact same moment Melvin