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He rubbed the cock simultaneously as he used his mouth. Nath began to shake. “I'm coming, Lyle. I'm coming,” He pulled Lyle's head back with his hair and ordered, “Open wide.” Lyle opened his mouth and a torrent of cum flooded it. Nath sighed. Hands down, this man on man sex was one of the best sex he had ever had and he was not stooping anytime soon. Lyle was his for the continuous taking.

⚠️Content Disclaimer: This story contains graphic depictions of explicit sexual acts, including oral sex, anonymous encounters, public restroom settings, gloryhole scenes, multiple partners, and themes of sexual degradation, exhibitionism, and female submission. The content is intended for mature audiences aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is strongly advised. All characters depicted in sexual situations are consenting adults over the age of 18. This is a work of fiction and should not be interpreted as an endorsement of unsafe or non-consensual sexual behavior.

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