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Just like before, he chewed and sucked it profusely, like a baby. I leaned back, giving his cock better access to my prostate, and started fucking him back. I fucked him back, as hard as I was fucked. He pushed up, and I pushed down. We fucked in rhythm as pressure build up in my cock. I know over stimulation of my prostate was going to make me cum sooner than later. But I never thought I was going to cum without touching myself at all. “I’m gonna cum…” I moaned. “Me too…” He was just as much of a moaning mess as me, breathing heavily and clenching his jaws. His voice trembling.

He continued to finger my ass and soon had two fingers gliding easily in. I relaxed and my back arched in appreciation of stimulation. He moved further in and found my ring muscle. "That's it, just relax and let me slide a finger through." There was some resistance from my muscle, but he persisted gently and opened it up, first with one finger, then two and then three. "Yea boy, there it is," and he tapped rhythmically on my prostate. My cock throbbed and jerked up and down and he laughed. I had both my hands on his rigid cóck, slowly jerking him.

I don’t just accept it I welcome it, give in completely. His fingers move expertly, deep then shallow, stretching, teasing, exploring. Massaging my prostate, pressure growing, teasing my nerves until the slow, patient strokes turn sharp, urgent. Every movement sends a simple, primal message straight into my core: I need to come. Now. I need it like my life depends on it. “Need to come,” I gasp, raw and shivering. He shakes his head, lips twisting into that slow, indulgent smile that always melts me, casting warmth where darkness usually lives. “You’re not even close, Babygirl.”

I pulled my right hand away, leaned back, and growled fiercely, only stroking with my left hand that played with my shaft like a man possessed! "Oh fuck, oh fuck! Ahhhhh!!!!" After a few seconds, I yelled out, stroking my cock very slowly, with a firm grip. Noticing through the thick foamy, soapy that the head of my cock had turned bright purple. I could feel my prostate starting to spasm as I thought about Aurora watching me. The thought of her masturbating while watching me ejaculate pushed me off the cliff.

He was frozen in place and powerless to stop them. The third figure removed his trousers, cupped his buttocks and pulled them gently apart. It pushed first one, then two fingers up his rectum. With a stab of pain, that was almost exciting, the fingers found his prostate gland and began to massage it. The pain from the figures’ ministrations grew to such an intensity it was as if they knew how to find nerve endings no physician or anatomist had ever identified. Yet the agony was more stimulating and more thrilling than any sensation Sam had ever known.

Disappointment made my skin tight, but it quickly morphed into pleasure as he pressed his fingers against my prostrate. My cock hardened, precum—a large quantity spilling out of my slit. My body writhed on the bed, pleasure engulfing me, making my toes as he massaged my prostate. “Ahhh. Fuck,” I gritted. No, I squirmed like I was some teenage girl as I blew my load of sperm. My chest was still heavy when I felt Gerard nose the tip of his cock in my ass. My pulse quickened.

The toilet had a large puddle of cum, blood, spit and lube and I cleaned my self and flushed. I went to open the safe and took out my phone and popped a cough drop in for my sore throat. I had gotten a whole bunch of messages from guys asking for pictures and instructions. A few messages said, on my way, or something dirty, like I'm going to destroy that hole. One guy said he's coming and he's bringing his friends. Another guy said I wouldn't be able to handle him if I was conscious so this was perfect. He also sent a dick pic of his giant 9-in dick. This made my dick hard which hurt because my prostate was so sore.

I stroke him fast, perfectly in sync with my fingers pressing against his prostate. His whole body starts shaking. I feel him clenching, right on the edge again so I stop everything. I pull my fingers out and release his cock completely. He sobs into the cushion, ass pushing back desperately, trying to find friction. I slap his burning ass hard. “Pathetic. Look at you trying to fuck yourself on nothing.” I push three fingers back inside him, stretching him wider, and go right back to attacking his prostate. At the same time I stroke his cock with rough, fast strokes. His moans turn into constant, broken cries.

“Babe, use your fingers on me until I cum!” I lube up his ass and my fingers and work them in after massaging the area briefly, his ass is getting more used to this, I can tell as he relaxes the muscles allowing me to easily reach his prostate. I massage his prostate and feel him buck his hips as I get him close a couple times. On the third time that I feel his hips bucking, I feel his muscles tighten and see a stream of cum shoot out onto my bed. “Fuck! sorry babe, i wasn’t even sure that I would cum so hard. I just had heard of cuming hands free.”

His body relaxes a little as I piston into him, my hands holding his hips in a bruising grip as I push my dick deep inside him. "Cazzo! Per favore mi amore," he begs and I realise he's slowly going into sub space. His eyes are closed and his body is very relaxed considering how hard I'm fucking him. I slow down incase I hurt him and he doesn't realise and instead I focus on fucking into his prostate so he can cum untouched. I've been trying to do this with my dick for a while now but he always gets so close but can't finish just from my dick rubbing his prostate so I'm trying something new. I reach down behind his balls and massage his perineum which is the other side of his prostate. He let