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Without warning, Mac started massaging the long log laying down the right leg of Kyle's jeans. The tall young man set with his legs spread apart as the older man with dark brown curly hair continued his sensual strokes. Kyle looked over at Dillon's startled eyes. The wild kind of spiky hair over Dillon's head seemed to stand up some at the sight. Kyle's lanky form was a sight in itself to behold as he sat with his arms on the back of the couch. Both he and Mac wore open dark green dress shirts and jeans. Dillon wore black slacks with a white cotton t- shirt. Kyle had gotten Dillon to take his shirt off a few dares ago.
"He's worse than his daughter. He can't get enough of my nine inches. He calls me down to the station now and begs me to suck it or bend him over his desk. We almost got caught a couple of times by that nosy Scott Baldwin. And you see him now, so do you believe me?"
"After everything he has said to us about messing with his girls, Mac really just wants to honk down on cock. I wouldn't have believed it, but he can't even take his eyes off your meat."
"Dillon, you can't tell anyone about this. No one knows, especially my girls."
"It's okay, Mac. This is just between us. You gone slob on my knob too? You said you would when I walked in on you and Kyle earlier."
Mac just nodded as he saw Dillon cup his confined cock. Mac gulped at the vulgar sight and wild thoughts of what Dillon had in mind. Mac felt Kyle's hand behind his head as it guided Mac's mouth down to the rod pressed to Kyle's leg by the jeans. Mac kissed at it through the jeans and suck along the protrusion.
"Suck it, bitch! You are so horny for it, you can't wait to get it out. You are going to soak young Kyle's jeans. Unzip him with your teeth."
"Dillon, that's enough out of... oww!" Mac's words were cut short by a sharp whack to his rear from Kyle.
"I've told you about talking back. When it's just us, you don't get to talk like that. Remember? Or do you need a little reminder?" Kyle pulled Mac over his legs and spanked his round, tight bubble butt. Dillon quickly erected cock strained in his black slacks. He had to open his pants and let his six inch cock out. It was average but somewhat on the plump side. He began stroking it as the slaps across Mac's ass continued. He could see Mac's eyes water but not completely tear up. The spanking kept going on until Mac finally shouted, "Okay, Kyle. Okay. I remember." He choked back a silent cry as Kyle gave him a few more open handed and harder smacks.
Kyle let Mac up enough for Mac for Kyle to undo his jeans. Mac pulled out the nine inch staff from the young punk's jeans. He looked at it with his lustful eyes and wondered how this boy had turned him out like some kind of wanton whore. He felt Kyle's hand on his neck as he was guided to the cock. Mac slurped it into his warm mouth and sucked as much of it down as he could. Kyle watched the curly locks below him as Mac bobbed up and down on his spear.
"Kyle, it tastes so good. I never want you to take it out of my mouth sometimes." Mac took a minute to express his joy. Kyle pushed his head back down.
"It's getting cold. Warm it up again. That's it. Slob on it good so you can suck it right."
Dillon had stood up and undid Mac's jeans. He pulled them completely off of Mac's hairy legs. He felt on Mac's beer can cock which he guessed was about five or six inches long. Dillon's ass ached a lot from the thought of taking it inside himself. He pulled on it for a few moments before he slapped Mac's ample ass a few times while he watched Mac's mouth slide up and down Kyle's dick while one of Mac's hands massaged Kyle's hairy balls. Dillon lowered his pants and walked over to Mac's face. Mac came up off Kyle's dick and wrapped his wet lips around Dillon's dick. He was shocked to feel Dillon thrusting his cock as hard as he could into his mouth. Dillon held the sides of his face as he fucked Mac's mouth.
From the window, the sight overwhelmed a spying Lucky whose hand was already massaging the exposed thick seven inch rod Andy sported. Andy was by Lucky's side, and his broad chest heaved from the pressure Lucky put on his package. Andy's jeans were down to his knees and his gray dress shirt was fully open. The dark haired Italian stud had his own hand firmly closed around the blond Lucky's eight inch monster.
"Mac can sure suck a mean cock. He could put some girls to shame."
"Lucky, we're suppose to be quiet out here. If you are going to be my partner, I need you to practice the art of silence. You can start by putting my dick between those luscious lips of yours."
Lucky's jeans were down to his knees, so he got on the ground with some kind of cushion beneath him. Andy fed the seven incher down Lucky's throat. It slithered in and out of Lucky's slobbering mouth as Lucky started darting a finger or two into Andy's ass. Andy got caught up in the sight of the three men in the house. Mac was now on his knees giving Dillon a blowjob while the young man sat in an easy chair. Kyle had squatted down behind Mac and was fucking that tight bubble butt with his nine inch tool. Each of Kyle's thrusts sent Mac's head deep between Dillon's legs.
Lucky stood up and positioned Andy's arms up so Andy could brace himself on the frame of the window. Lucky entered Andy slowly working all of his eight inches into Andy's firm ass. Lucky slow fuck please both men as they watched the action inside the Mac's house.
"You want me to sit on it, Dillon. You make her sit on it, don't you? You make her put that damn thing up her ass, and you make her jump up and down on it. You fill her up like that, don't you?" Mac's words were filled with more lust than anger.
"What are you talking about. I haven't touched your little girl yet. Show me how you want me to do her. I promise to do it to her just like you like it." Dillon smiled up to Mac before Kyle turned Mac around and pushed him onto Dillon's dick. "Shit, you hump it like a pro. Ride it, Mac! Ride it!" Mac was hopping up and down on Dillon.
"Don't forget me." Kyle bent Mac over and slapped his face with his cock. Mac soon found the dick back in his mouth and he sucked on it while Dillon fucked up into his ass.
Outside, Andy tried to pretend he was man enough to take Lucky. He wasn't. His eyes started to water from the ramfuck Lucky gave him.
Sweat ran down Lucky's chiseled chest onto Andy's back. Lucky used this moment to show his senior who was boss. Andy would still bark at him during police training, but Lucky knew Andy was learning tonight who the big dog was. "This is what your tight ass gets!" Lucky hammered into Andy causing Andy's seven inch cock to slap the side of the house.
'That's it, Mac. Swallow me down. You wanted it, so here it cums. Every drop of this juice is yours." Kyle unloaded into Mac's thirsty throat. The sight of Mac deep throating and swallowing the young punk's pole made Andy tighten his ass around Lucky's cock. Lucky released a gusher into Andy's ass. Lucky rested his head on Andy's shoulder as Andy milked his own dick until he came on the side of Mac's house.
Kyle stepped back to see Dillon hard fuck Mac's riding ass. Mac strained to lift himself off Dillon's dick as it punched up into his ass. Kyle knelt down to see Mac's slightly raised ass as Dillon's cock still slid in and out with the overflow of cum running down Dillon's dick.
"He's not going to be able to sit for weeks.", Lucky commented.
"Him!?" Andy groaned, "I don't know if I can sit on the ride back to the station!"
Lucky patted his partner's ass.