Alien Visit
Chapter 7
I called the home owner to remind him that he had agreed to be out of the house this morning. He acknowledged that he remembered and was leaving for his office in 20 minutes. His soon-to-be ex-wife was staying at a hotel downtown "probably getting banged by her loser lover," he snarled. I recalled that he had told me that his wife had been caught with their gardener when the husband had come home early. He wanted to be rid of anything and everything that reminded him of her. And that included the house and all the contents, excluding her clothes, jewelry, and cosmetics. I didn't ask if he had a prenuptial agreement, but I assumed that he did.
The tale that Jennifer had told me was that the husband heard the gardener yelling out his climax moments after the husband stepped through the front door. He went to the master bedroom and saw the gardener still fucking his wife after his climax. Cum was oozing from the wife's pussy. Either this wasn't the first climax he'd had or he nutted a lot. What he did notice was that the gardener had a very big, dark dick. Jennifer laughed at that point of telling the story, because after the husband threw them out of the house, the wife spread the tale that she had to get dick from somewhere because her husband had a pencil dick. Trashing your husband's dick size is not going to save your marriage, even if it is true, Jennifer added. She and the soon-to-be ex-wife had reveled in the tale. She assured me that my dick was bigger than the gardener's, not that I cared. The ex-wife wasn't gonna find out in person. But, I wouldn't put it past Jennifer to share my dimensions with the ex-wife.
I'd checked the local newspapers for their marriage or wedding announcement. Their picture on the "society page" showed the "happy couple" and demonstrated that she was clearly much younger than he was. Further research showed that this was his third marriage. Clearly, he wasn't very good at spotting a gold-digger when one entered his life. His second wife had the same look as the third one. I couldn't find the first marriage, but it had been reported that he'd divorced her for his second.
My first appointment of the morning was with a women broker. She had the same reaction to me that the two women from yesterday did. I kept her at bay, but not without getting close to rude with her. The first male broker I talked to was more demur with his approach, but copped more than one feel of my dick. I told him that I was married and he was on dangerous ground with his conduct. He backed off, but only reluctantly.
I'd suggested to Pieter that he join me to meet the other male agent that I'd already fucked with. "Do you want me to rescue you from him or join in?" Pieter smiled evilly.
"That would depend on him, I suppose," I allowed.
"With our pheromones saturating his libido, I doubt that he'll even remember that he has a boyfriend at home," Pieter smiled. "I don't think he'll have any resistance at all. Does he like to get fucked or does he think he's a top?"
"He swings both ways, sorta like us," I smiled. "But, I remember that he really liked my big dick, so I'll conclude that he's more of a bottom than a top."
"You okay with fucking him again with me there?"
"You'll be participating, so I have no issues. You?"
"I'm good," he smiled.
"You're sensational," I corrected him with a smile.
Pieter arrived at the house I'd listed about fifteen minutes before Drake was supposed to arrive. Drake was right behind him, being fourteen minutes early. From that early arrival, I concluded that he wanted some extra time with me. Or, he could have had a later appointment to which he didn't want to be late, too. As soon as I opened the door for him, he spotted Pieter. His face fell, thinking that he wasn't going to get to swing on my dick with another man in the room.
I introduced them and Drake was besotted. Pieter is a beautiful, handsome, masculine, muscular man. Anyone would be enchanted by him. But, with the pheromones hanging heavily in the room, Drake didn't stand a chance.
"Would you like a tour of the house first?" I asked with a smile that suggested other activities were available.
He pulled me into a hug after we shook hands, but he couldn't take his eyes off of Pieter. "Uh, I supposed that's why I came here," he mumbled.
"Would you rather do something else first?" Pieter asked, moving in very close so that Drake could get another deep hit of Pieter's very strong pheromones. Pieter's right hand strayed to Drake's ass and rubbed gently. I drew closer and squeezed Drake's rapidly expanding dick. "I think you'd be more comfortable over here," Pieter said, directing him to the large preparation island in the kitchen.
With Drake perfectly positioned next to the counter top, I moved in front of him and kissed him gently, taking another feel of his hard dick. Pieter knelt behind him and pushed his face into Drake's cloth covered bubble butt. "I think you'd be more comfortable without this," I suggested softly as I unfastened his pants and let them fall to the floor. His briefs were obscenely tented. Pieter took care of that article of clothing immediately by pushing them down to join his pants in a puddle of cloth on the floor.
I went to my knees and sucked his hard dick into my mouth and tasted his sweet precum. Pieter had moved his face to be between Drake's bubble buns. He made a series of piggy noises while I made a lot of sucking sounds. Drake warned me that he was gonna nutt if I didn't pull off. "How about a ride on my big dick to help you take your mind off your dick?" Pieter suggested. In answer, Drake bent over farther, pushing his ass in Pieter's direction. Pieter stood up and slowly pushed forward with his big dick leading the way.
"Oh, fuck yeah!" Drake moaned. "I haven't had a big dick in my ass since B.J. fucked me. And I love big dicks. I just wish my boyfriend fucked me more, even though his dick is only average."
Pieter whispered in his ear as I kissed Drake, "You want me to breed you, don't you? I'm negative and I always deliver BIG loads," he bragged.
"I can vouch for that," I asserted as I kissed Drake on the neck, making sure that my neck and the back of my ears were close to his nose. I wanted him to get another hit of pheromones before he answered.
"Please fuck me, cum in my ass, Pieter!" he begged. "And then I want B.J.'s big dick to breed me, again," he urged.
"As soon as you get my load, I'll be sure to help you get his big, black dick inside you, again," Pieter promised. Less than a minute later, Pieter had unloaded deep into Drake's love tunnel. I took my turn right afterwards. Pieter moved in front of us and sucked on Drake's hard dick. Once more, Drake warned that he was about to nutt.
"Go ahead," I breathed hotly. "I'm about to breed you with my black baby gravy!" And I was nearly too late to say it. My climax hit just as I said the word "gravy" which meant he was already getting my juice. When I cum, I always spray one or two big streams of jizz before my climax hits.
"Cumming!" Drake groaned. I could hear Pieter swallowing as Drake unloaded. My dick was firing and fucking him deep. I fondly remembered how much jizz Drake could shoot. I'd been fucked by him, so I'd never tasted his jizz, but after our last tryst, my ass was nearly as full as when Marshawn bred me.
We parted, still breathing heavily. "That was the best sex I've ever had. Do you entertain often this way?"
"This is a first for us," I replied. "And I'm glad it was with you, Drake."
"Yeah, this was really hot," Pieter agreed. "You have a great ass to fuck."
"I just wish my boyfriend agreed," Drake sighed. "I shouldn't be stepping out on him like this, but I need to get fucked once in a while by a big one."
"Are you exclusive with each other?" Pieter pressed.
"Well, no. We've invited other men into our bed before, but as far as I know, neither of us has strayed into another man's bed alone," he admitted. "With the exception of fucking with you, B.J.," he smiled fondly. "Would you be willing to do it again?"
I looked at Pieter and smiled. "Absolutely," Pieter beamed. "We'd love to fill you up again and again."
"I suppose I should tour the house before your next appointment," Drake sighed. We put our clothes back on and walked through the house.
"The seller is motivated, due to a divorce," I revealed. "Do you have someone in mind who might be interested in this property?" I asked, squeezing his ass.
"I do have a couple of people in mind. I'll give you a call after I show them the booklet that you created," Drake promised.
The homeowner was due back at any moment, so I shooed Drake and Pieter out of the house and locked it up. A block later, I saw the owner drive down the street to his home. I hoped that the smell of hot sex and sexy pheromones didn't make him crazy or mad at me.
Pieter and I took a shower, fucked, and felched again before I headed for my office. Joan greeted me and handed me three messages from three more brokers. One of them wanted to bring a potential buyer with him. "Did this one say anything about when his buyer might be available?" I asked, waving the message slip in Joan's direction.
"The broker said that he was available at any time," Joan replied.
I called the home owner and asked if he wanted me to show the house again today or tomorrow. He said that he had a dinner meeting and would be out of the house by four in the afternoon. I called the broker back and said that the home would be available for viewing in the late afternoon. Would his client be ready then? He assured me that the client would. I gave him the access code to the community, so he could get through the gate. At mid-afternoon, I drove back home, telling Joan that I'd be back to the office tomorrow morning. She smiled and waved.
From the house, I called the other two brokers and asked about their degree of interest. One was merely looking to see what was available in that general area. The other said that she had a client who wanted to be in or near that community and would be available tomorrow morning. I let Joan know that I would be in later tomorrow than I thought because of a broker with an interested client.
I drove home and let Pieter know that I was showing the house again, but this time with a potential buyer and his broker. Pieter kissed me and fondled my dick and pulled my pants down. He ate my ass out and fucked me wonderfully. The kitchen counter was becoming our favorite place to fuck. Of course, he felched my ass as he always did and drained my dick of another sweet load of my cream. We were having so much fun that I nearly forgot about the appointment.
I pulled on my clothes in a hurry and walked the few blocks to the house for sale. I arrived just as the owner was leaving. He waved to me and smiled, briefly stopping the car. "Is this much interest common?" he asked.
"The first three showings were brokers who may or may not have a client who'd be interested. But, this showing includes an interested buyer. We'll see just how interested after he sees your home," I revealed.
"Good luck then," he beamed and drove off.
Ten minutes later, the broker and his client drove up. After an exchange of pleasantries, I showed the broker and the straight, married couple through the house. I included the grounds and pool in the tour, and added that the home could be sold furnished, if they were interested. Because Pieter had drained and fucked me well, I didn't think that I was manufacturing much by way of pheromones. But, I failed to remember that when we fuck, we make a lot of them. And I hadn't showered since we'd had sex, so I was likely saturated in them.
I did everything I could to keep my distance after we'd greeted each other with a shaking of hands. I was at least partially successful. The husband was regularly pawing his wife's ass and she was pretty blatant about giving his swollen crotch an occasional squeeze. The broker was sweating and not because of the temperature. Again, I tried to keep a good distance from all of them.
They showed a great deal of interest, but I wasn't sure if their interest was in me, the pheromones, or the house. The broker promised to let me know their level of interest later. Cooler heads might prevail later, but this was a good start.
As I walked home, Drake called me. He asked if he could bring a client along this afternoon in another 30 minutes or so. I agreed that would be fine with me and the owner. I called Pieter and told him that I'd be a little later than I'd thought. Drake had an interested buyer that I needed to show the home to. Pieter urged me to hurry home. "I'm beside the pool, no clothes on, and a big, hard dick aching for your ass," he laughed as he hung up.
"Bastard!" I muttered and smiled as I reversed course to return to the home for sale.
Drake's client was an actor that I'd seen in a television show that I enjoyed. I smiled and greeted both of them warmly. Again, I tried to keep my distance. With Pieter's words ringing in my ear, I knew I was producing sex pheromones again. Plus what we'd already done with Drake and each other, I was saturated again. This time, Drake took the lead and showed the actor through the house, gardens, and pool area. He also mentioned that the house was available furnished. The actor seemed interested, but was non-committal. Drake promised to call later with some kind of answer about interest in the home.
Once more, I headed for home. When I was about a block away, I called Pieter and said, "I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille," I giggled.
"Who's Mr. DeMille?"
"Nevermind. I'll explain later, after you've fucked the hell out of my ass!" I insisted.
"Primed and ready!"
I walked into the house and began shedding clothes. As I walked through the house, I spied Pieter lounging near the pool, his massive dick pointing straight up, with a little help from one of his big hands. I could see the shiny head was covered with precum. I swooped in and began sucking that beautiful manhood. He turned me around and ate my ass out. We continued in this manner for another minute before he pushed me away and onto the chaise lounge. He pushed my legs into the air and started eating my hole out, again.
"You have the rest of the evening to stop that," I moaned.
"Only if I get to breed you every few minutes, too," he countered. I decided that I could deal with those interruptions.
With my knees pressed into my chest, he continued to eat my hole, sniff deeply of my pheromones, and suck out his loads from earlier in the day. Finally, after much begging from me, he slowly entered my eager hole with his massive, pink dick. He made love to me for nearly five minutes before he couldn't hold back any longer. And neither could I. As he loaded my ass, I warned him that I was nutting, again. His flexible spine allowed him to suck me off as he bred me deeply. That's what I love about getting it on with him. He pleasures me doubly.
When we'd finished and reclined beside each other, Pieter said, "When we fuck like that, it reminds me of when you and Marshawn fucked and I watched from space as I sucked my dick. I always knew when he was about to load your ass. It always triggered my climax," he recalled with a smile. "And I wasn't the only one in your audience," he added mysteriously.
"Who else could be watching? Were you broadcasting what you were watching?" I wondered.
"No, your neighbor was watching, but not all the time. Your fucking occasions outside weren't that frequent and weren't consistently timed," he said. "But, when he watched, he sometimes had a friend come over and they'd watch you together. Most of the time, they fucked each other as you and Marshawn went at it."
"Who was it?"
"Your neighbor Tony," he revealed.
"I didn't know he was into men," I mused. "He's certainly become more handsome and filled out in the last few years, though. He'd be quite the hot stud in bed, I'm sure."
"His friend sure thought he was a hot fuck," Pieter said. "Most of the time, they'd fuck in Tony's room. They didn't need to watch you and Marshawn to get it on. But, they really went at it when you got fucked and bred. They'd trade fucks until both of them couldn't get hard again. You know how young men are with their massive libidos."
"I recall very clearly how Marshawn and I would fuck for at least an hour. His recovery was amazing and he could nutt and be ready to breed me again within ten minutes," I recalled with a smile. "But, you're even better!"
"I'd love to invite them over for a hot fuck, if you're into it," Pieter proposed.
I had to think about that for a moment. I'd watched Tony grow from early adolescence to a fully formed man. But, I did wonder what it would be like to feel his big, Italian sausage in my ass. I'd seen him walking around in board shorts that were too small for him. They'd fit him when he was younger, though. I'd seen a couple of his friends with him, but never thought that either of them would be bedding down with Tony.
"So, which of his friends were fucking him?" I asked, momentarily dodging the question.
"The black kid was the most frequent bed partner," Pieter revealed. "And it was easy to see why. That kid has an enormous dick, about like Marshawn's or yours. I think his other friend was Hispanic, but he was not at all reciprocal with Tony. He'd fuck him and let Tony suck him off, but would never get fucked or suck Tony's dick. They always fucked bareback, all of them."
"Even more appealing," I finally agreed. "I'll think of a way to suggest some hot sex with Tony to see if he's into us. You say he's totally into watching us fuck, so I think he may be willing to join us instead."
The next morning, I walked over to the home for sale to meet the agent who had an interest in the house, but who didn't have a client at the time who knew about it. I took two of my booklets with me, outlining the features of the home and ground with color pictures. The agent toured the house and grounds quickly, making notes and referencing my booklet as he walked. Gratefully, he showed no sexual interest in me. I'd showered carefully before I'd walked over.
The second agent brought her client along. She was a middle-aged woman of obvious means. She was looking for a second home in the area, but it turned out that this one was too big for her. "I just need a place for the winter, so I can escape the dreadful weather in England during that period," she revealed. "But, this is too big and would require far too much maintenance during the summer when I'm not here."
So, that proved that I had two washouts for the morning. I sighed, locked up the house and went home. Pieter snagged me for another fuck and felch as soon as I walked in the door. A shower was required before I drove the Rolls to the office. Joan greeted me with messages from the agents of yesterday. The married couple decided that the home wasn't for them. And the actor also said it wasn't what he had in mind. However, Drake wanted me to call him anyway. With a sigh, I walked into my office, made notes about the prospective clients that had decided against the house.
I called Drake back, expecting it to be a booty call. We commiserated for a while about how fickle home buyers were. But, there was good news at the end of the conversation. Drake had another client that had been looking for nearly a year, but was currently out of town. Drake had left a message with his client's answering service. He hoped to hear back soon. Additionally, Drake suggested that Pieter and I make an afternoon "play date" as he called it, so we could fuck him to death. I laughed at his characterization, but told him that I'd ask Pieter if he were available for the suggested tryst. I knew he would be, but I didn't want to appear too eager.
In the afternoon, Drake called again. "My client is very interested in the home you showed. He'll be back tomorrow morning. Can you arrange another showing in the afternoon?"
I told him I'd call him back after I consulted with the home owner. Mr. Connor, the home owner, said that he'd be away in the afternoon, so I was free to show the house. He also asked how the other showings were going and I revealed the sad news about no offers, yet. "In the high-end market," I said, "there aren't that many buyers with sufficient assets to qualify." He sighed, but understood. "The right buyer will come along, soon. Homes in this range can take up to six months to sell, but I think this one is priced right to sell within 30 days," I lied smoothly.
I decided it was time to talk to Jennifer about the listing I had. I called her, exchanged some pleasantries and got down to business. I described the home, grounds, and furniture. "I already know the place," she laughed. "I know his wife, the little gold digger. She nearly had her hooks into my ex-husband, but she wasn't his type. She wasn't enough of a slut."
"Do you have any leads you could give me that might be interested in the place?" I asked.
"Let me think about it," she cooed. "No one immediately springs to mind, though."
I ended the call and told Joan that I had another showing tomorrow afternoon. However, I'd be here in the morning, unless something else came up. Unfortunately, that phrasing brought back memories of Pieter fucking and felching me this morning. I made a break for it and went outside to cool off and dissipate my sexual pheromone production.
As Joan was preparing to leave for the day, we got another call from a broker who had an interested client. I arranged to meet with them tomorrow afternoon also. My exclusive listing had hit the general, on-line real estate site this afternoon. I hoped this call was the beginning of a tsunami of interest.
I locked up the office and headed home. Pieter called to me from poolside when I entered the house. His naked, muscled body greeted me. My clothes left a trail from the front door to the pool. "I need a cocktail and a good fuck," I smiled.
"I think you need the fuck, first," Pieter smiled, as he waved his massive dick in my direction. "As for a cocktail, I'll eat your ass out after I breed you and you can taste my cream from your tail."
"That's a good beginning," I smiled back. He grabbed me and pulled me down to the chaise lounge. On all fours, I waited for his face to make contact with my ass. A nanosecond later, his tongue was deep inside me. "Yeah, that's a great beginning," I crooned.
Pieter slowly fucked me after a few minutes of eating my ass out. My pheromones were making him moan with pleasure as he tongue worked its magic on my hole. After more begging, he slipped his massive dick into me, slowly descending the full, hard length. "I think I waited too long to fuck you," Pieter whispered in my ear. He sniffed my pheromones again and groaned. I felt his dick jerk quickly and his jizz jet deeply. "It's a good thing you can't get pregnant," he admitted when his climax ended. "I've bred you so many times that you'd have a litter of babies."
"It would be worth it, just to have you inside me, making love to me, Pieter," I smiled happily. He nuzzled my neck again and kissed me on the ear. "But, I think it's your turn to get bred." I rolled over on to my back and waved my hard dick at him.
"Gladly," he grinned and sat on my dick without any lube. Noticing his mistake, he reached over to a nearby table and grabbed a small bottle of lube. Applying the contents liberally to his ass and my dick, he quickly resumed his descent on to my upright organ. With a smile, he leaned in and kissed me. I detected the heady scent of his pheromones. They made a direct connection to my hard dick. With three quick thrusts, I unloaded my heavy, black balls into his sweet, long, breeding tunnel. I pumped hard, slamming upwards again and again.
My hard dick fired again and again. Creamy jizz coated the deep walls of his ass tunnel, joining earlier ejaculates from me. I held him down as my hips rocketed upwards, attempting to bury my dick so deep that he'd be gargling my males juices. His hard dick slapped wetly and heavily on my abs. I knew as soon as I slipped out of his ass, he was going to flip me over and pound another load up my eager hole. Just the thought of that big dick going up my ass again had me on the brink of another climax. Without breaking my stride, I fucked him harder and faster. "I'm gonna nutt again!" I bellowed. My hands held his hips down again, forcing my hard dick even deeper than before. I needed to breed him again. His pheromones were overwhelming my need to get bred for a few more moments.
After my dick slipped out of his well-fucked and bred ass, he flipped me over and sat on my face. I greedily tongued out as much jizz as I could reach, but found that my concentration was broken when he finished cleaning cum off my dick and started eating out my cream-filled love tunnel. He snorted and licked hungrily at my dripping hole. I begged him to keep eating me out. I loved his tongue working on and in me.
Suddenly, he turned around, pushed my knees into my chest and slid three inches of his hard dick up my manhole. "FUCK!" he groaned. His dick jerked hard and fast. He was filling my ass with another load and I loved it. I grabbed his big, muscled ass and pulled him deeper inside me. His dick was still firing when he hit bottom. "FUCK!" he bellowed as a huge climax wave nearly destroyed his fucking motion. But, he regained control and set up a fucking rhythm that was guaranteed to pump the maximum about of sperm into the deepest part of my gut.
"You're the best fuck I've ever had," I sighed as his climax waned and he leaned in to kiss me. We gently kissed and played with each other's erect nipples. "At times like this, I wish your dick was always hard and you had an endless supply of sperm to shoot up my hole," I smiled. He kissed me again, before he slowly withdrew his manhood.
We cleaned up, meaning I sucked his cream-covered dick and he felched his loads out of my ass. I glanced over at the house next door and spied someone watching us from an upstairs window. I couldn't tell who it was because of the glare. I smiled and waved, assuming it was Tony. I beckoned him to join us with a wave of my hand. The figure disappeared.
"I think we might be having company at any moment," I warned Pieter.
"Who?" he asked in a startled tone.
"Tony!" I whispered. "Anyway, I think it is. Someone was watching us from an upstairs window. When I beckoned him to join us with a friendly wave, he disappeared. Thus, I assume he'll be joining us." I thought my logic was flawless and the nod from Pieter confirmed that he agreed. A moment later, I heard the left gate to the back yard open and close. Appearing around the corning was Tony in his very tight board shorts. Clearly, he was still aroused by what he'd been watching. The thick man-tube snaking down his right leg couldn't have been anything else.
"You're overdressed," Pieter smiled. Tony smiled and tugged off his shorts, leaving them near the side of the pool. His thick, long Italian dick sprang up and slapped wetly against his abs.
I quickly made the introductions. "I noticed that you're pleased to see us," I smirked. "Come over here and let's discuss the terms of our surrender."
"I was hoping I'd be the one surrendering to your big dicks," Tony smiled back. "I've always wanted to have you fuck me, B.J. And now that I know how big your friend's dick is, I want him to fuck me, too. You're both negative, right?" We nodded. "Good. I love a big dick and a big load in my ass."
"And I noticed that you like taking them from a black man, too," Pieter revealed.
"Yeah, my friend Daryl loves my ass and I love his big dick breeding me," Tony revealed as he stared at our hard dicks. "And I get to breed him, too. He's a very good friend."
"And what would you like to do first?" I queried.
"A deep fuck from you, B.J., and then a deep fuck from your friend, Pieter," Tony directed.
I smiled at Pieter. He knew I was going to get that big, Italian dick up my ass one way or another this evening. I knelt in front of the young man and licked the dick dew that was dripping from his hard manhood. He groaned and his hard body shuddered with pleasure.
"I think we should take this inside," Pieter suggested. "If Tony can see us from his bedroom window, so could his parents. I don't think they'd be too pleased with a couple of big men like us pillaging their son."
"They already know that I'm gay," Tony allowed, "but it would be shocking to see me get fucked. They can hear Daryl and I going at it as well as when Manny shoots his load up my hole. Neither of them are quiet fuckers. So, I agree that we should take this activity inside."
Reluctantly, I released Tony's wet dick and stood up. However, my right hand captured his throbbing dick and pulled him into the house. Pieter was right behind him, gently rubbing and patting his hard, muscular ass. "I'm so glad you want me to fuck you," Pieter smiled, moving in close. I knew Tony was getting a head full of pheromones from us. Both of us were very close to him.
In the bedroom, Tony moved on to the bed and rolled on to his back. He pulled his legs into his chest and smiled encouragingly. "Give it to me," he begged. I lubed up his hole and rubbed the excess on my hard dick. Pieter moved around to the head of the bed and squatted over Tony's face. I saw Pieter's pheromones hit Tony hard. His dick jerked as soon as Pieter's ass made contact with Tony's face. "I can taste cum in your ass, Pieter," he mumbled. "B.J.'s?" Pieter rumbled a yes.
I wanted to eat out that young man's ass, but my dick was sending me urgent signals that I must heed. With a deliberately slow pace, I entered his tight hole. He relaxed and let me in. "You're bigger than Daryl," he admitted as he strained to take me. When I hit bottom and made my dick jerk, he added, "Thicker and longer. Damn! You're enormous!"
"You want me to pull out?"
"NO!" he insisted. "I want you to fuck and breed me. I've wanted you since I was 14 and Daryl and I started fucking each other." I did my best to keep the pace slow, delaying my climax. It worked for a couple of minutes, but no longer.
"I'm gonna nutt!" I warned. Again, my dick was already firing when I felt my climax overtake me. My hips pounded his ass, hoping to jet my baby gravy deeper than any man ever had up his sweet, young ass.
"Load me up!" Tony begged. "Yeah, fuck that hole. Give me all your jizz!"
Pieter leaned over and started to suck Tony's dick, but Tony pushed him off. "That load's for B.J.'s ass," he cautioned. "I want to fuck him like you do and Marshawn did. I just hope I can hold out that long."
I pulled out, rolled on to the bed next to him, pulled my knees into my chest, and said, "Take me, Tony."
He quickly applied lube to his dick and my hole. Pressing slowly into me, I took him easily. However, I did squeeze down on his dick, so that he wouldn't think that my manhole was a massive tunnel that cars used. "That's right, Tony. Go deep!" I begged. His dick twitched, he halted his thrusts for a few seconds and held his breath.
"That was too close," he finally breathed.
Meanwhile, Pieter had moved in behind him and had been eating my load out of Tony's ass. A moment later, just as Tony breathed the "all clear", he pushed his dick slowly up Tony's ass. Again, Tony held his breath and didn't fuck me. It was a minute later before Pieter hit bottom. He cuddled up close to Tony and kissed his neck and ears, giving the young man another dose of sex hormones.
"Oh, fuck! I can't stop!" Tony babbled. "I'm cumming!" His hips pounded my ass, thrusting in and out. And with that action impaled himself on Pieter's massive dick. His need to breed overwhelmed him and he pounded me automatically. Drool fell from his lips before he regained control. "What a hot fuck!" he exulted.
Pieter continued to pump away on Tony's ass. He pushed his face close to Tony's and continued pounding the young man's eager ass. "Oh, yeah, like that," he moaned. I could tell by Pieter's breathing that he was close to his climax. But, I suspected he was cranking out pheromones so heavily that Tony would nutt in my ass again. With a howl, Tony proved my suspicion to be correct. With Tony's ass convulsing as he hit his second climax, that was all the stimulus that Pieter needed. With a sonorous roar, Pieter flooded Tony's deep tunnel with a jizz load to match mine. This was going to be one very happy guy when he got back to his bedroom. He'd probably jack off a couple of times before he went to sleep.
But, what surprised me was that after we had swapped so much nutt, Tony walked back to the pool, put his clothes back on, kissed both of us and promised that he wanted to get fucked and fuck us again, very soon! We agreed that we'd like that.
We fixed dinner and then went back outside to watch the sun set. Pieter glanced up at Tony's window and smiled. Tony was entertaining Daryl with his randy ass, again. Pieter whispered to me that it was show time. I glanced at his stare and knew that Tony was at it, again. So, we put on another show, involving rimming, blowing, felching, fucking, and felching again. The sky was dark by the time we went inside. Tony and Daryl had disappeared, too. As randy as young men their age are, I suspected that they were on Tony's bed having some kind of hot sex. We hoped that Tony would invite Daryl over for some fun soon!
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