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my cock. He was loving it. I was loving it. I flipped him over and pushed his legs back to his head. I was going to give him a prostate massage, I flipped him up, put a pillow under his back and slowly pushed in, feeling around. I saw his face light up and kept short strokes up until he started moaning louder. I kept rubbing his prostate with my cock head until he screamed "What the fuck is going on? This feels so fucking good!!" I smiled back and said "You're gonna cum on my cock, aren't you?" He looked at me and said "I dont know, this feels so much different." I stroked his hole a little bit faster, looked him in the eyes and said "Cum for me." He moaned for a few seconds looked back and

“Guys, I think it’s about time I tell you about me...” He readied himself to reveal something to them, “I’m gay. Yes, yes I am. I prefer b*tts*x over normal intercourse.” WHAT. THE. F*CK?! Chastine and Juste could only cuss in bewilderment.

" He muttered frustrated to Lenard who looked at him feeling sorry for his friend. "Guy, forget about the cheating part! You guys are physically already separated. It's just papers that are left! Go out to a club and have some fun and get yourself a nice willing lady who will help you to get rid of your poor blue balls!! Trust me, you will feel much better after that!" Lenard said as both men got up to leave as well. "Hmm I'll see, aniways i have things to do! Tomorrow I expect some serious potential new clients so for now I just want to go home and relax and do some work at home on my laptop and then eat and sleep!" Justin replied to him.

Alex remained slumped against the cold tiles for what felt like an eternity, his body a trembling wreck of overstimulation and exhaustion. The locker room air felt heavier now, thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and chlorine. Thick rivulets of Jax’s cum continued to ooze slowly from his gaping, swollen hole, sliding down his thighs and pooling on the wet floor beneath him. His chest heaved with ragged breaths, nipples raw from scraping against the wall, and his slender cock lay soft and spent against his stomach, twitching weakly even though he had nothing left to give.

Either way, I could hardly move on when I saw how his balls were swinging violently as it slapped against her butt cheeks during sex. “So that's what happened,” I concluded my story. “So in conclusion, you just realized you're gay,” Andrew nodded his head in all seriousness. I was really going to punch this idiot. Skylar rubbed her chin, a small, amused smirk playing on her lips. "Well, Luke, if you're really that curious about the texture and weight... why don't you just reach down and feel your own?" “Why the fuck are you even giving him that—” I blinked, completely deadpan. "I did."

So instead of answering, I gently pushed him back and stepped away. The frustrated sound he made almost made me laugh. “Oh my God,” I said softly. “You hate waiting.” “You’re torturing me on purpose.” “Maybe.” I rolled my eyes but my pussy was getting excited. I could see his cock straining to get out of their confinement. “First,I need to gag you.” I took off my panties and shoved it into his mouth and immediately,he closed his eyes. His nose flared, probably from inhaling my scent and I froze a little. “Stick your cock in and ride me till you're exhausted.” I whispered into his ears.

NATALIE'S POV The garage beneath our apartment building was dim and quiet, the kind of late-night hush that made every small sound feel louder than it should. I sat behind the wheel of my car, the engine still ticking as it cooled down. My heart was pounding hard, and the short drive home from the bar had done nothing to calm the fire that had been building between my legs all night. The stranger’s words kept looping in my head, low and filthy, whispered right against my ear while we waited for drinks: “I’d bend you over right here if I could, pretty girl.”

The flirting. I am gay, incredibly gay that I make Barney straight. And living with a 6’2 foot of pure, pulsing beautifully sculpted man that god took his time making just infuriated the gay out of me given that he’s totally my type—physically anyways, the man is a pig.

He grabbed me by the waist and hoisted me up with enough space to put his saliva soaked soldier into my twat. I leaned back, planting my hands behind me and started going up and down his pulsating pole. He had me by my waist and he thrust up into me as I rode him. I bounced slowly on his steely prick. I wound myself in circular motions treating every nook and cranny of my twat to the scintillating stimulation of his concrete cock.

"He is always dirty because of the nature of his work. He is a good guy." "A good guy that smokes weeds here and there? A good guy that fights with bottles and dangerous weapons? Common, babe he was just pretending, probably to get in between your legs," Agatha said and sighed. "I would have gladly opened it for him, but he is gay," Gabrielle said and they giggled. Gabrielle and her friend went home after the lectures. Gabrielle could not wait to bathe in a clean bathroom with a shower and watch her favorite movie after that. She also forgot she had an appointment with Brian by 6:30.