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The softness lasted awhile this time. He cupped my ass in the bed, lazily stroking my used jock hole. I ran my hand over his smooth muscled chest, enjoying the feel of his hard chiseled muscles. He allowed me this small respite, this small reward as he rested, gathering strength in his powerhouse cock. He had Olympic stamina. I wondered how my mother handled it then pushed the thought from my head.
"Bathroom." He grumbled. I immediately moved my head down to his cock head. With moments of wrapping my lips around his fat cock head, I tasted the acrid gift begin to drip on my tongue. I moaned as my tongue filled with his flavor. I swallowed down the slow steady stream. It was obvious he was still training me, but I proved I would not spill a drop. "Good boy. Go brush."
I let slip his cock from my mouth and moved off the bed. I savored the lingering taste of him for a moment. "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir." I felt his eyes on my abused well-worn ass as I walked away. I brushed my teeth, with my cock aching for release pressed against the basin. I was tempted to rub against it, get some accidental joy of release, but knew would be punished if I did.
Chris came in as I rinsed my mouth clean, and when I bent to spit he pressed my down, and held me in the bent over position. I expected his cock to slip into me but instead I felt the press of a hard rubbery item slip into me. "Keep that in there." He said sinisterly before a lite vibrating pulsing started in me. "I have the remote. I'll change it as I want."
I let out a low groan as I felt the thump thump against my prostate. "Tell me if it gets too much. If you can handle it till the battery dies, I may let you climax." He gave my ass a hard swat, almost causing my knees to buckle. Then the vibration picked up. "You like that boy?" I could barely let out a moan. My cock was rock hard. "Come on." He straightened me, then led me outside.
He sprawled himself on the cushioned bench. He tossed one set of cushions onto the floor. "Nurse me." When I didn't move fast enough, he clicked the remote. The steady vibration turned into pulses. I collapsed between his legs and swallowed his velvety cock down. He slowly grew stiff and rigid as my tongue massaged the soft skin. My mind focused as best I could on his cock, doing my best to ignore my internal stimulation and the outdoor exposure.
Chris stroked my hair like one would a pet, pushing me down further in occasion when he felt I was neglecting his base or wanted to feel my throat around him. I was lost in the pleasure of my master, I didn't hear the crunch of leaves behind me. I continued working my mouth and tongue along the length of this thickness.
"Hi, gentleman." Chris said coolly, his hand on the back of my head, keeping me focused on the task at hand. "Would you like to enjoy my boy? As you see he's real hungry. Care to feed him?" The response I heard was a shuffle of feet and the slow pull of a zipper down. "Come on, boy, we got men in need." He pulled me by his hair off his cock with a wet pop. "Show these men some hospitality and I'm sure they'll reward you with a nice treat."
I turned to see two men with hard cocks jutting from their open pants. One burly stocky man with a thick brown beard and a thick seven surrounded by an unkempt mane. The other a slender clean cut blonde with a long eight inch slab with a strawberry red head sticking out of a hairless groin. Two men radically different yet equally tasty. "Come on, boy." The blonde growled. "Help us out, and we'll give you a nice treat."
The pulse changed to a random pattern and when I let out groan, Chris pressed me down onto the brunette. I swallowed him down to the root, rutting my nose in the musky manly bush. Chris's hand left, replaced by the man now taking up residence in my throat. My mouth filled with his natural musk and I inhaled his manly scent before began bucking and skull fucking my mouth.
After a few minutes, I heard, "Come on man, share." I was unceremoniously pulled off one cock and onto another. I gagged as the red tipped spear pressed to the back of my throat. "Come on, boy," huffed the blonde. "Good cock suckers don't gag." I heard laughs behind me that reddened my face, but the blonde did not heed my obvious inexperience as he continued fucking my mouth without regard.
I was bounced back between the two unknown men while Chris continued changing the pulses in me. I saw the sun growing low in the distance between bounces but these men did not care. One cock then the next, each man just as rough as the other. My throat and mouth screamed for rest, but my cock and mind refused to obey.
Finally, the brunette first, buried himself deep into my mouth and I felt the familiar swelling right before my abused throat was coated with his cream. "Fuck ya." He groaned as he unloaded then shoved me off his cock. "Finish up, man, it's getting late." The blonde didn't answer, just rapidly thrust into me, holding the back of my head as he pushed through my puffy lips.
He took a bit longer, but he was determined he was going to plant his seed down in my belly. I could feel the snot and spit dribble down my face, dripping down onto my achingly hard cock. Then without much more than a grunt, he shot molten hot protein bullet after bullet against the back of my throat. I swallowed it down greedily.
He released me, allowing me to fall back on my haunches. I was worn out, exhausted and sexually charged. The brunette had already tucked away his cock and the blonde was lifting his pants up when Chris decided to chime in. "You boys want to help me rinse him off?" Chris loomed over me. I knew what was next.
Hot piss splattered across my chest that was then joined by two more streams that soaked me from head to toe. "Thanks fellas." I could barely make out Chris's voice in my state. I thought I heard them respond, but I was too busy moaning and groaning. "Look at you, you little slut." His voice was more pride than scold.
Chris lifted me up to my unsteady feet. I think the battery either ran out or he had turned off his little toy. "Let's get you cleaned up, boy." He pulled me into the cabin and right into the shower. He bent me over and pulled out the evil pleasuring toy then leaned me against the shower wall. He knew I was in no state to do this on my own or for him. He turned on the shockingly cold water that caused me to jump and clear my head.
My throat was raw from the use and the squeal that escaped me was barely audible. "I just got to bring you back to me, baby." The water gradually warmed and he stepped in with me. I felt his hands move over my body, cleaning the piss and dirt off my horned up body. "You did good for me, boy." He said as he slid a finger in my sore but needy hole.
"You want to blow you load don't you?" His lips said softly into my ear. I could only groan my answer. "I think you deserve at least one load for being my good little boy." The water shut off and a towel began patting me dry. My eyes were heavy lidded with exhaustion and desire. "Come on, boy." Chris lifted me up and I clung onto him, feeling the comfort in his smooth hard alabaster body.
"Will you really let me cum?" I asked weakly, resting my head on his shoulder as he carried me into the main room. He gently laid me down on the bed, my naked body splayed for him as it had been all weekend. "Daddy?" I asked looking up at his formidable body that towered over me. I saw a wicked grin on his face that told me as much pleasure for me it would be, it would come at a price.
"Hush, now, baby boy." He climbed on top of me, his python laying akin my own perpetually hard cock. "Daddy's going to make you feel real good." His lips brushed mine then I felt the press and I opened my mouth to allow him entry. I moaned as his tongue slipped into my mouth, slithering across my tongue. I took his lead and began kissing back, bringing my arms around him, holding him close against my body.
He growled, moving his mouth to my neck, flicking his tongue across the skin. My legs, spread, allowing him his natural position with me and I encircled his waist. Chris moved slowly down my neck to my nipple, teasing the nub with a gentle roughness. My hands dug into his skin, careful not to break the skin or leave marks.
"You like that, baby boy?" Chris asked knowing I was panting too hard to respond. He did not expect nor wait for an answer as he moved to the other and my back arched into him. My horse voice attempted moans, groans and pleads, but all that came were pants as his mouth worked its way down my taunt stomach.
His tongue slid down the crease of my groin to my taint and began making slow circles that had me spreading my legs like peanut butter. Chris took hold of my legs and forced them up against my chest, exposing my hole. I expected him to run me through me with his mighty sword, instead it was his dagger of a tongue that stuck into me as he buried his face between my muscled mounds.
I had seen it in movies but never experienced it till now. His tongue lapped at my skin, finding a small spot at the base of my crack where the skin was extra sensitive. Chris took his time, reveling in my boy hole. I gripped my legs, pulling them back further, trying to give him easier access. He pushed me back further, spreading my cheeks as he bathed me with his tongue, running his tongue up and down the back of my thighs that elicited hyper pants and whimpers. He was enjoying this teasing and so was I.
He then worked his way up to my overloaded balls. He laid my legs back down on the bed, keeping them spread with his body resting between them. He mouthed my orbs with a caress of that of a lover, taking one then the other gently in his lips, running his tongue over the taunt stretched skin.
I fought every urge to grip my hard seven inch rod and stroke it to completion. Chris must have sensed it. His rough tongue then made its way up my shaft, then back down and up again. He continued this, as my juices pulled on my belly and I whimpered with need. Finally, when I thought I could take no more, he took the head in his mouth.
I let out a satisfactory moan as his tongue gathered my dribbles and slicked my head. He took me inch by inch into his skilled and experienced mouth. I felt his moan across my dick as he moved down to my cock, resting his nose against my smooth groin before slowly moving it back up. He would not be rushed, could not be rushed as he repeated it over and over again.
Just as I had thought, this pleasure would come at a grueling antagonizing price. I was enjoying every minute of it. I thrashed with every flick of his tongue across my cock head, I writhed with ever slow decent down to my base. I was on the verge of blowing but he refused to trip the switch, as he massaged me with every slow stroke up and down.
Finally, he pulled off me, taking my spit slick slab in his hand and looked up at me with a cocky grin, his lips glistening with a mix of our juices. "You ready finish this, boy?" I gurgled an affirmative. "I want it all in my mouth, you understand? I want to taste my boy's juices like I tasted his sweet hole."
He didn't give me a chance to answer. He was back down on me, slowly moving up and down then gradually picking up speed, finally allowing me the rocket blast I've been wanting all weekend, the white rabbit that I was chasing since he laid me down on the bed. I felt my balls churn, actually pull up and boil over with the need to release.
My body and mind when into pure instinct as up my cock came the precious seed of pleasure. I thrashed and convulsed as the first shots exploded in his mouth. My back arched up into him as he suckled me dry, pulling with impressive suction every drop from me. I pushed my head back into the bed. My body tensed as the orgasm continued. I was shooting, shooting more than I ever had before and the orgasm kept on coming.
Finally after what seemed like hours, I finally was able to catch my breath. My body gradually relaxed into the bed, but Chris still slurped down below me, catching every last stray strand of bliss that I had expelled. Once satisfied he had what he wanted he let my cock fall from his mouth and moved up to kiss me.
I tasted me on his tongue as we kissed. I felt his hard cock pressing against me and I knew what I wanted, what I had to do for him. "Fuck me." I begged between kisses. I brought my legs up showing him my intent. "Please, I need you in me." He continued kissing me, moving so as to line up with my hole.
He moved reached over and squirted some lube in his hand, slicked himself, and lined himself up, never breaking the kiss as he pressed easily into me. My body no longer craved him in me, it needed him. "Oh, fuck, baby, I'm not going to last long." He moaned. "Watching you service those two studs and bathing baptizing you in our piss, got me really going. You ready for a power fuck?"
I brought his mouth to mine for a kiss as my answer and he began his steady slow thrusts. He was balls deep in me. He picked up his pace, slapping those precious balls against my ass as he pushed into me without any mercy, fucking me hard and deep. I every push and pull of his cock in me as his engine revved up.
He bit my lower lip and I saw it in his face that he was moments away from flooding me from the inside out. He threw his head back with a grunt and pounded harder into me, I felt his cock throb in me as he burst in me. His face scrunched up, giving me a few more power thrusts, before collapsing onto me, cock still firmly lodged in me.
I ran my hand down his powerful back, as he panted with exertion. The feel of his body on top of mine, no matter how wrong it should be, felt so right. He allowed me this little joy for a while till his flaccid cock finally slipped from me and he pulled back to look me in the eye. "I'm going to make my boy something to eat then we need to get to sleep. We have a long drive tomorrow."
I whined as he pulled his body from mine and he looked back with a smile. "Don't worry, this isn't stopping here, baby boy." I watched that toned perfect ass as he pulled food for dinner out. "We got some surprises back at the house for you, and I think you'll like them." He gave me a wink and began cooking.