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“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

Alex's hands roamed over my skin, his touch gentle yet possessive. The room was filled with the heady scent of sweat and sex, a potent mixture that only served to heighten my arousal. I could feel my body responding eagerly to their intimate caresses, my every nerve ending on fire with need. As Alex continued to thrust deeper into me, I couldn’t help but marvel at how good it felt to be utterly consumed by pleasure. I had always been curious about gay sex, but nothing could have prepared me for the intensity of it all. From watching them fuck to both of them fucking me, it was heaven.

“Ebony? Daddy kinks? Or BDSM?” Grace grinned a little. “Daddy kinks.” I picked a good video and started playing it on the big TV. The sounds of moaning filled the room. On the screen, a young girl was calling a man “Daddy” while he fucked her. I slipped my hand between Grace’s legs. She was already wet. I rubbed her pussy gently first, then pushed two fingers inside her. She moaned loudly and pressed her face into my chest. “That’s it,” I whispered. “Feel Daddy’s fingers.”

“Look at you moaning like a whore. Bet you touch yourself thinking about guys like me, don’t you? Late at night in your dorm, fingering your own ass while pretending you’re straight.” Alex shook his head weakly, but the denial died in his throat as Jax plunged three fingers deep, pumping them hard while sucking him again. The freshman’s back arched off the bench, a broken sob escaping him as orgasm crashed over him without warning. He came hard down Jax’s throat, hips jerking erratically. Jax swallowed every drop, milking him dry before pulling back with a satisfied smirk.

I mounted his cock without warning. "Oh, Fuck!", he cursed. "Yeahhh....", I moaned. I twerked my dick up and down his clock slowly, teasing him. "Oh, Sophie", he gasped. I could feel his cock grow full mastinside my pussy, stretching my pussy wide. He hit my G-spot, eliciting a moan from me. I put my hands on his shoulders and offered my breasts to him. He sucked it like a hungry kid. "Yes, suck my hard nipples" , I moaned.

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I felt every spurt, the heat of it coating my walls, the way it immediately started to leak out around his shaft and drip down my ass when he stayed buried. We stayed locked together, panting like animals, sweat cooling on our skin. His cum leaked out more, staining the insides of my thighs and the counter beneath me. The light flicked on. “What the fuck is going on here?” Aria stood in the doorway, eyes wide, staring at the exact place where her father’s cock was still buried inside me.

Unable to decide if I hate him or love him for this, I can only go along with it. “Lay down,” Gabriel says. I do, and he settles beside me, propping his head in his hands. He trails a hand lazily around my breasts, then down to my stomach and further, dipping a finger into my center and bringing it up to circle my clit. “You’re not playing fair,” I whine. “Who said anything about fair?” he counters, dipping his head to kiss me while his hand plays with my pussy. I reach for his cock, then scowl when I realize it’s sheathed. I wrap my hand around it anyway, unused to the feel but eager to put him through the same torture as me.

I pushed back against him, meeting his rhythm, lost in the sensation. My mummy friend brought the phone closer, propping it up so I could see the screen. “Watch with us,” she urged. The video had shifted to something new—two men entangled, their bodies moving together in raw, passionate ways. Gay p**n, explicit and unfiltered. Cocks sliding into mouths, hands stroking, hips snapping in fervent thrusts. The sight shocked me at first, but combined with Uncle Sam pounding into me from behind, it sent a fresh wave of arousal crashing through me.

He winced, and I knew it was caused by the burning intrusion. Despite the generous amount of lube I'd used to marinate my cock, It…Now shouldn't be a good time to talk about my nice girth. But I think I might tease him a little bit after fucking him really good. I’ve fucked a couple of new gay recruits to know that ain’t a bad sensation, it’s like the breakage of hymen in coochies. He’d find it thrilling—-just as he did the first time I buried my fingers in his ass.