Archive "Neighborhood Slut, Chapter 3" {Rob} Authoritarian (MM oral anal piss)
Here is the third chapter of my latest story. I hope you like it and it gets your motor running. I am still trying to get into a mental state to try to go back to and continue with "The Fireman's Son" and "Born to Serve." The loss of all my notes and outlines for upcoming chapters has been devastating. Starting and writing this new story has allowed me to "keep my hand in" rather than just sitting around and feeling sorry for Steve who isn't getting cock anymore and Kevin who isn't learning to be a good sub!
Update: I have gotten back into "TFS" and "BTS". Nifty has just posted chapter 55 of "TFS" and I'm working on the next chapter of "BTS" (finished part of the morning of the 2nd day of camp, working on the rest of the dat. Cheers, Rob at fmhar1969@aol.com
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Neighborhood Slut, Chapter 3
I heard the front door close and thought John would come back. After a while I heard a television turn on close by and still no John! I could hear what sounded like the network news. I couldn't tell whether it was David Muir or Jeff Glor, both of whom I thought were sexy men, although ABC seems to have more sexy reporters. After what seemed like forever, John came in drinking a beer. He was naked and his big cock was semi-hard and swinging over his balls between his thighs as he walked.
"Did you think I'd forgotten you, slut? He asked as he walked over and grabbed his cock and rubbed it over my face. He was leaking pre-cum, and my face was soon covered with his cock-slime. "I need to piss again. Open up and get ready to drink!" he ordered. As I opened my mouth, he pushed the head and a couple of inches in and ordered, "Close those fag lips tight around the shaft and don't lose a drop!" I felt the first of his piss flow onto my tongue, then it became a torrent of hot, tasty fluid that filled my mouth and ran down my throat. "Drink, pussy! Drink down that man piss! I've got a full bladder saved up for you. I've had four brews since the guys left. I know you love my piss! Ha! You love any man's piss, don't you, you queer piss drinker!" By the time the torrent had subsided into the gentle flow of his last dribbles, John's big cock was at full staff and was pressing down into my throat.
"Shit! I was going to fuck your ass, but now I've got my cock down your cocksucking throat, I may as well fuck it!" he said as he grabbed my head and began to fuck in and out of my mouth-pussy. As he forcefully fucked, he said, "We've really got that pussy trained and opened up! You're going to be able to take care of any cock we bring you! What about that ass-pussy?"
He reached over and picked up the biggest dildo from the counter beside us and, bending over my back, began the press its big knob against my greasy ass pucker that was still well-lubed by my previous fuckers' cum. "Ungh!" I moaned around the huge man-rammer fucking my mouth and throat as I felt the head of the big latex cock pop through my sphincter and into my rectum. "Unngggh!" I groaned again as my fucker turned and wiggled the big knob inside my hole.
"Oh yeah! Still nice and tight, but hungry for whatever a man gives you," he said as he slowly pressed the thick, long log deeper and deeper into my bowels, or as he called it, my ass-pussy, while forcefully fucking my throat. "There! You've got all eight inches!" he said as he pumped slightly while rotating the porn star cock deep inside my guts.
I moaned and gurgled around the fuck-stick that was pumping another big load down into my already full belly while he continued to ravage my rear hole. His balls emptied, he roughly pulled out of my mouth. "You can clean me later, after I fuck this hole," he said as he walked around behind me and pulled the dildo out until my sphincter was the only thing holding it in and then plunging it all the way back in. In and out the thick rammer went down to its full length and then back to the tight entrance to my hole again. "I'm getting hard again! That Viagra really works! I've never used it before. One fuck at a time, once a week is all the wife gives me. The rest are hand jobs. I won't need any five-finger jobs any more now that I know you're just across the street. Yeah, faggot, I'm going to be using one of your holes just about every day, every week from now on!" he said as he pulled the rubber cock out of my ass, tossed it aside and rammed his own thick nine inches in. "Got another inch or so for you and some more thickness, slut. You'll like that, won't you?"
"Oh god yes! Fuck me with that big thing. Ram it in me and fuck me good! Fuck me hard! I've been wanting your big cock in my ass-pussy ever since you showed it to me today. Oh shit! Fuck! Fuck! Oh god, fuck me with that big meat! Ohhh yesss! Fuck me! You're fucking the cum out of me. I'm cumming! Oh fuckkkk!"
"I'm right with you slut. This tight ass of yours is pulling it out of me! I knew this ass would be good! I been wantin' it all afternoon!" John yelled as he rammed his big cock all the way in me. I could feel it pumping another load of his hot cum deep up inside my bowels, not down my throat. Then I felt the weight of his muscular body drop onto mine as we both panted out our orgasms.
"Please, sir. Your body is crushing me into this bench. Please let me up."
John stood up then knelt down and said, "Let me unfasten these cuffs." Releasing my hands and feet, he pulled me up off form. "Let's go in the kitchen. I've ordered a pizza," he said as he pulled on his shorts. I looked around for my clothes. "You won't need those. You stay naked as long as you're here. We walked into the big family room-kitchen. He pointed to a door and said, "You can clean up in there. Use the shower and clean yourself out. There's one of the wife's douches on the counter."
I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower, using the douche to clean all the cum out of my pussy. When I came out, John had put on a short robe and was sitting on a recliner with a couple of beers on the table beside him. "Come sit beside me," he said pointing at the floor. I sat down at his feet, and he handed me a beer. "The pizza will be here in a little while. Drink up."
We sat in silence and we drank our beers. He turned his up and handed me the bottle. "Get me another one. They're in the fridge." I did as he ordered and sat back down on the floor. After a short time, he pulled up a leg of his shorts exposing his half-hard cock. "Suck my cock. I don't want to come. Just suck on it easy-like." I got on my knees, bent my head down and gently took the head of his cock in my mouth. I pushed the long foreskin back with my lips and started sucking on the glans, caressing it with my wet tongue. "Oh yeah. That's the way. You're a good cock-sucker. Make love to that big cock. You really know how to take care of a man's cock," he sighed. I felt him begin to get harder. "Remember, I don't want to come. Just keep making me feel good."
After about ten or fifteen minutes, I heard the front door open. "Uncle John, you in the back?"
"Yeah. Come on in." I raised my head up slightly, but John pushed it back down. "Just keep sucking," John told me. "It's just my nephew Paul with the pizza."
I managed to raise my eyes while continuing to suck and saw a tall dark-haired teenager, probably eighteen or nineteen, dressed in a school baseball uniform complete with cap, but without shoes. He'd evidently taken his cleats off at the door. In his big hands was a large pizza box. "What the fuck, Uncle John? You got a guy sucking on your cock!"
"You telling me you never had anyone sucking on your cock?"
"A few girls, yeah. But a guy?"
"You never had a guy suck your cock? A teammate who looked too long in the showers or locker room? A classmate who looked just a little hungry when he looked at your crotch bulge? A younger or smaller guy who hung around you jocks all the time? A new recruit you and your stud buddies "initiated" when he joined the team?"
"Yeah, I guess I've had a couple...a few guys go down on me...me and my buds, Sam, Pete and Isaac, but you, Uncle John?"
"Why not me. Your aunt and the kids are gone for the weekend. This is my neighbor who I just found out likes to suck cock. In fact, he's a cock slut and likes to get cock anyway he can, in his mouth or in his ass."
"In his ass? He likes to take it up the ass? I've heard of girls that will let you fuck their ass instead of their pussy."
"You ever fuck a girl in the ass?"
"Naw! I tried once with one of the sluts at school that lets any jock fuck her, but she said I was too big."
During all this exchange, I was staring, while continuing to suck gently on John's now completely hard cock, at his nephew's crotch. I knew baseball players wore a plastic cup in their jock straps for protection, but even taking that into consideration, I figured he must have a really big cock, maybe as big as his uncle's, or maybe Bill's from next door.
"Put the pizza on the counter and strip out of your uniform," John said as he pushed me off him and stood up. His hard cock was pushing out from under his short's leg. He pulled the fabric up and the thick rod popped straight out from his crotch. "We'll see how big you are. I've fucked him at both ends this afternoon, along with some of the other neighbors. He's taken us all and loves getting fucked by big cocks."
He pushed his shorts down and kicked them away as he sat on a stool at the island counter, indicating for me to sit. He opened the pizza box and took out a slice. Pointing to the counter along the wall, he told me to get some paper towels. I got up and walked past Paul with my cock waving in front of me. He didn't give it a glance. He had tossed his cap onto the counter, releasing his mop of curly dark hair and was opening his shirt. As he pulled it open and back toward his shoulders, his broad, muscular chest with its small patch of dark hair in the middle was fully revealed. By the time I got a handful of paper towels and turned to walk back his way, he was unfastening his pants. As he dropped them, I saw the trail of dark hairs that ran down from his navel to disappear into the waistband of his jock. I imagined my tongue licking that tantalizing treasure trail. I noticed that John was closely watching Paul as he undressed.
I handed John the towels and reached toward the pizza. He gave me a nod and I picked up a slice. John and I continued to look intently at Paul removing his socks as we ate the savory pie. It was pretty obvious that the teenaged stud was by now fully aware of our eyes on him. He played with the tight elastic waistband, running his fingers around to the back, coming back to the front and popping it before pulling it slightly away from his body. He looked down and pushed his right hand under the strap and pulled out the plastic cup with its holes for circulation. How I wished he would hand it to me so I could wash out the inside with my tongue! But he tossed it onto the counter with a tight little smirk directed my way.
This boy-man knows what he's doing. He's not as innocent as he was making out to his uncle,' I thought. The bulge in the strap's pouch was almost as big as it had been before the removal of the cup. His junk must have been really crammed in there.'
We watched as his hand went back into the pouch, and he moved his stuff around, giving it room to breathe and fondling the big balls and pulling up on the big cock that was clearly outlined under the mesh fabric until the head was poking out from under the elastic band. Again, he directed the little smirk at me. After one final grope, he grabbed the waistband and pushed the strap down and kicked it away. His cock was huge! At least three or four inches longer than his uncle's! And thick! I didn't think I would be able to wrap my fingers around it, let alone my mouth.
"My god! What did my sister mate with? A donkey?"
"My Pops is pretty big! I've seen him changing at the pool. And look at you, Uncle John! You're no slouch in the cock department!" the stud before us said with a big grin. "And now that I've shown you what I got and I can see how you're hung, can I have some of this pizza?" the by now hard-dicked teen stud said with a laugh.
"Fuck yeah! Chow down! You're going to need all your energy for what's coming up." Looking at me, he said, "Get us all some beer." As I went to carry out his order, I heard him say to his nephew, "That slut's going to take that donkey-dick of yours in both his holes as many times as you can give it to him tonight."
"Fuck, Uncle, I'm really horny!" Stroking his enormous hardon, he continued, "Coach won't let us have sex of any kind for a week before a game!"
"That's a little hard," John said.
"He says sex drains too much energy and being horny makes us more aggressive."
"So, did you horny guys win?"
"Hell yeah! We trounced `em! We've won all our games so far, so I guess Coach is right. If you hadn't called, I'd be out looking for pussy tonight."
"Well, I can promise you, you're going to get all the pussy you want tonight. This pussy-slut can't get enough hard cock down her throat and up her ass. She's going to drain your balls and mine dry. She's already taken three loads of mine and I don't remember how many from three other guys who were here earlier, down her throat and up her ass."
Uncle and nephew had both gone semi-soft as they talked and ate. I just sat and listened, getting more and more excited thinking about what the two men were going to do to me. My imaginings were broken into by, "More beer, slut." I got up and got more beer.
"Fuck! I'm gonna have to go piss before I drink more beer," Paul said running his big hand across his cock.
"No need! Slut, get down on your knees and take care of my nephew. Give him the same respect you give me. Show him what a handy urinal you are!" John ordered. I immediately got off the stool and knelt between Paul's spread thighs. The head of his huge cock was so low, I had to bend down to take it in my mouth.
"Fuck, Uncle! He's gonna drink my piss?"
"Shit yeah! He loves to drink a man's piss. No spilling, slut! If you spill it, you lick it off the floor and get your butt beat!"
I could tell as Paul relaxed. Seconds later my mouth was full of his tasty, acrid Jock piss, and I was swallowing as fast as I could to keep from losing a drop, not only for fear of John's threat to beat my ass but because I wanted all of this sexy teen-aged stud's hot piss in my belly.
"Wow! I never knew pissing in a guy's mouth felt so good!"
"Not a guy, a cock-sucking, ass-licking, piss-drinking fag urinal," John corrected his nephew. "You and I are the guys here, the men. And as soon as you've emptied your bladder, I'm going to use his toilet-mouth."
As Paul's stream slowed to a bare trickle, I sucked harder and took more of the huge cock into my mouth intent on getting every drop out of the thick hose. Satisfied that he had emptied his bladder, the teen-aged jock pulled his cock out of my mouth and pushed me away with one of his bare feet. I reached down and pulled it up to my face and licked with the flat of my tongue along the calloused sole.
"Fuck, the fag's licking my foot! Get over and take care of my uncle, pervert!" he said as he pulled his foot out of my hands and shoved me again towards John.
"Yeah, he'll get down and worship your feet. I'll have him suck your toes clean as soon as he takes my piss."
I kneed my way over to John. Placing my hands on his hairy thighs I bent down to take his partially soft cock in my mouth. "Yeah! That's a good boy. You know your place is on the floor between a man's legs with his cock in your mouth. Here it comes! Ohhh yeeeaaah! Drink down that hot piss! Suck it down, fag! Feels good, emptying my bladder down a fag's throat. Look at him, Paul, sucking on my cock like a calf on its mother's teat. Oh yeah! So good! Nothing like a queer's warm mouth sucking your piss or cum down his throat."
"How did you know about this, Uncle John? When did you learn about fags and how good they could make you feel?"
"The girls wouldn't put out back when I was your age, would barely let you touch their tits. Between their legs was no-man's land. I found out, just like you, that a cock-sucker would take care of me and my big dick. But I had an older buddy who helped me a lot learning how to use them. When I learned about this old queer across the alley from me, I decided it was time I helped you. You've had a few blowjobs. I'm going to show you everything you can get from a queer, beginning right now. Good job, queer! The bladder's empty for now. Get over and worship Paul's feet. Worship at the feet of a real man, a jock baseball player."
I crawled over to kneel above the teen stud's bare feet. I bent down and kissed each of them, one at a time. Since he came over in his uniform, I knew he hadn't showered after the game. The musky aroma of unwashed feet that wafted up into my nostrils was intoxicating. I put out my tongue and began to lap over the top of his beautiful athlete's feet up to the ankles, then down and under. He let me lift each foot and wash the soles with my tongue before I began to suck on his toes, washing each of them with my tongue one at a time. I extended my soft, wet licker down between each toe, cleaning out and tasting the tangy residue of his sweat that had built up inside his funky well-worn athletic shoes. Once he accepted my ministrations, he relaxed and moaned constantly. "Oh fuck, Uncle John, I never imagined what it would feel like to have my feet bathed by a soft tongue."
"There are lots of things you could never imagine that this slut is going to show you this evening," John said as he stood up and shrugged off the robe he had been wearing. As he stood before his nephew, the young man gazed admiringly at the older man, the admiring gaze of a still-teenager looking at a mature, very sexy man, the sort of man he wanted to grow into. "Let's move to the sofa. It'll be more comfortable there. Get us more beer, fag!"
I got up off my knees and went to the fridge and got three beers. I knew by now that John would allow me to drink with them. I was not a slave, just a subservient fag to be used. I handed John and Paul their beers. John spread his legs apart and nodded. I sat on the floor between his feet while the two men talked about the afternoon's baseball game, and John told his nephew about how I had been used by Roger, his dad, Bill and himself.
"Shit! You all fucked his mouth and his ass!" the teen jock exclaimed in disbelief.
"I fucked a couple of loads down his throat, but I saved the ass-fucking `til you were here. We're going to fuck him together. I'm going to fuck is ass while you take his mouth. Then you're going to have your first ass-fuck while he cleans me off. Maybe we'll both fuck him together."
"You mean both of us fuck him at the same time?"
"Yeah, that'd be hot! Uncle and nephew filling his fag ass with our big dicks! Hey fag, you took Bill's donkey-dick, think you can take both of us at the same time?"
"If that's what you want, sir."
"See! He's ours to use, any way we want. His only desire is to serve us and other men," John said as he upended his beer. "He's not a man. He's a sub-man. He knows he doesn't deserve our cocks, but he wants them more than anything. And he'll do anything for our cocks and any real man's cock. Whatever we want to put to him, he's ready to take. Isn't that so, slut?"
"Yes, sir, however you want to use me. A cock in my mouth, the other one in my ass. Two cocks up my ass. Piss in my mouth. Piss in my ass. Drown me in your cum and piss. I'm yours. I'm your cock-slut. Yours and anybody else you tell me."
"You've already got four masters and Paul is going to be your fifth. Are you going to want more?"
"I want as many as you want me to have, sir."
"Get Paul and me another beer, and when you come back get down between my nephew's legs."
I brought back two beers. I knew I didn't get one this time. I dropped to the floor between Paul's spread legs. I ran my hands up his muscled calves and onto his big thighs. His legs weren't as heavily haired as his uncle's, but were lightly furred with dark hair. The hair above and around his cock was thick and curly. It spread into his crotch and became lighter as it spread down the inside of his muscular thighs. The musky aroma that emanated from his crotch made my hardon grow stiffer than I thought possible.
The big cock I had tasted as it lay in my mouth and released its flow of piss was partially tumid as it rested on his hairy scrotum, which held it up from the sofa cushion. I could see the big vessel running down the top pumping blood into the hardening shaft and the clear pre-cum oozing out the slit in the head. He was cut, and unlike his uncle's torpedo-shaped glans, his big knob was shaped like a wide-flanged mushroom. My mouth watered to taste it again, to suck it into my mouth, but I knew I couldn't until I was ordered to do so.
"Look at that big cock!" John ordered. "You want that cock, don't you? You want to suck that teen-aged jock's cock and make it cum, make it drown you with its teen load. He's nineteen! Look at that big ball-sac. Look how big those balls are. Imagine how much cum is stored in them. He hasn't cum in a week. He's going to fill you with his load! Not once, twice? Probably more than that. Can you imagine how much cum a nineteen-year-old jock can shoot, how many times? Feel those big balls!"
I reached up and cupped my hands around the young man's scrotum, caressing its base with my fingers. The light hair covering it tickled my palms. I could see and feel the big testicles that were encased in the fleshy sack. I looked up at the handsome high school athlete. His head was thrown back resting on the cushion that was supporting his outspread arms. His eyes were closed and he softly moaned as I gently caressed his "family jewels."
His beautiful body was completely open to my gaze. It was like a Greek or Roman statue of a sleeping faun or Ganymede, the cup-bearer to the gods. His pale skin, the dark pubic bush thinning and becoming the light dusting of dark hair that ran up his hard-muscled abdomen to spread into the small patch in the middle of his muscular chest, the dark hair that filled his armpits. How I wanted to press my face into those damp hollows to snuffle up the scent of this still-boy and lap up his sweet sweat with my tongue.
I glanced over at John. He was staring down at me and grinning as he stroked his big hardon and watched my facial expression as I worshiped his nephew with my lust-filled eyes. "You want to eat him up, don't you, slut? When's the last time you've seen a young beautiful body like that laid out in front of you? You want to bathe every inch of his body with your tongue, don't you, bitch? You want to bury your face in his armpits and suck out his sweat, clean them out with your lips and tongue? Yeah, I can tell! Right now, I want to see you get up in his crotch and make love to his teen balls. Take that hairy sack in your mouth and make love to it, kiss and caress it with your lips and tongue. If you do a good job, I'll let you suck his big cock and eat out his ass before I show him how to fuck a fag's cunt.
I buried my face in the young jock's sweaty crotch. I took the thick base of his cock and pushed it up out of my way. With the other hand I gently raised up his softly-haired scrotum and opened my mouth wide to take one of his big balls in to lave it with my tongue and suck it gently. Moving over to the other one, I tried to take it in. They were too big! I couldn't get them both in my mouth. Paul was moaning over me.
I felt his hands at the back of my head. My hand was stretched open so my fingers no longer reached around his massive member. It was now a fully-hard cock. It felt like a steel bar pressed up in my hair. "Oh yeah, bitch! Wrap those pussy lips around my nuts and make love to them. Feel my hard cock. I'm gonna fuck your tight pussy with that big fucker! I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked before. None of the guys on the team have a cock as big as mine. It's gonna stretch your slutty pussy so the rest of guys aren't gonna want it anymore. You're gonna be crawling back to me every day begging to get fucked by my big cock."
`Is he imagining it's one of the slutty cheerleaders at his school sucking his balls?' I thought to myself. In my own imagination I became a high school cheerleader making love to the jock baseball star, getting him ready to fuck my juicy cunt, a cunt that had had dozens of cocks in it, but none as big as this one.
I felt John's hand on my shoulder as he urged me up. "Time for your reward. Time to suck my nephew's big cock. Make him shoot his first load down your hungry hole, cocksucker!" As I rose up still holding onto the thick trunk, I found myself staring directly at the tip of the teenager's big glans, the lips of the meatus pumping out copious amounts of cock-snot that ran down the shaft of the huge, hard cock over my hand into the mass of hair that surrounded its base. I opened my hand and lowered my head into the thicket of dark hair to lick and suck all the tasty goo I could get into my mouth before I began the lick up and around the thick pole until I reached the top and was able to take the entire mushroom-shaped knob in.
With my stretched lips locked around under the thick rim, I slurped all around the dome of smooth skin until the tip of my tongue found the burbling slit and fucked down into it. I sucked and drank down all the sweet-tasting pre-cum as it pumped out of the horny teenager's hard cock. All the time I was making love to the head of the delicious cock with my lips, I was gently pumping up and down on the lower three or four inches.
"Fuck, Uncle! Tell him to go down on me! I need to fuck! I'm gonna cum in his mouth any minute! I got to fuck!" the teen-aged jock yelled in frustration.
"Just be patient! Hold off! You can do it! You've held off all week! You can wait a few seconds more!" John said soothingly as he rubbed his big hand across his nephew's chest and down his tensed-up abs. "Time to quit teasing, slut. Get down on that hard cock and get my boy off," he ordered.
I immediately began slowly working my way down the hard, teen cock, taking an inch or so at a time. I continued stroking on the thick base. In between, as I rested and allowed my mouth to adjust to the increased circumference, I sucked and licked up and down the bottom side of the hard pole, paying special attention to the prominent tube with little side-to-side tongue kisses. I soon felt the soft roundness of the head nudging at the back of my mouth.
`Just relax! I took everyone's big cock down my throat. Yeah, it is true Bill pulled his out before it went in, but I could have taken it. This boy's is just as big, but I know I can relax my throat and let it in. Once it gets in just swallow and it will go down. This kid is inexperienced. He doesn't know about breathing. I'll just have to push him out if necessary. John will see that he pulls back for me to get a breath,' I thought as I felt the pressure increase on my epiglottis.
"I've hit the back of his mouth," Uncle John. "Is this all he's gonna take?"
"No. He's going to take it all. You just have to go slow. Pull out enough to let him take a breath when you feel him start to gag. He'll breathe and then you'll push more of your cock in. Each time he needs to breathe, and you pull out and push back in, you go deeper. He'll breathe through his nose each time you pull out. Soon the two of you will be in sync and you can fuck him all the way in. He's on top, so he can control how deep he will let you go."
Paul followed his uncle's instructions and soon was pumping up and down into my throat. He was a fast learner! When I went down, he pumped up. In only minutes, every time I went down, my face was pressed against his hard jock belly. He was moaning as we fucked. "Fuck! Fuck! This is the best, Uncle John! This is the best blowjob I've ever gotten! This slut of yours is better than any girl I've ever had! If his ass is this good, it'll be the best fuck I've ever had!"
"I told you. Has your Uncle John ever led you wrong? Get down on that big cock, slut! Make this special for my nephew. Show him what it feels like to be worked on by a real cock-slut. Show him how much better a queer cock-slut like you is than any girl he'll ever have."
I just relaxed my throat and opened up, letting John's nephew rape me with his huge battering ram. As I swallowed it down, I worked the muscles in my pussy to massage the thick, hard column of flesh. `My god! This nineteen-year-old jock knows how to fuck!' I groaned to myself as I just let myself enjoy it. In moments he was shooting thick ropes of teenage cum down my throat into my belly. As his cock continued to unload, he pulled out slightly and I was able to suck and lick on the huge mass as it pumped out some of the pent-up loads he had been saving up all week. My mouth was filled. I had to swallow furiously to keep from choking and coughing up the delicious sperm-filled nectar. The muscular athlete moaned a final "Fuuucck!" and slumped down on the sofa. His huge cock softened as I continued to suck gently on it and fondle his temporarily-emptied balls in the hair-covered bag.
As I raised my head to look at John, I saw he was stroking his hard nine-inch cock. "You ready to take these two big cocks up your slutty ass, bitch?"
To be continued! This chapter has gotten so long, I'm going to break off here and continue with Paul's education by his Uncle Jon in slut-fucking in the next chapter. I'm thinking of bringing in Paul's best friends and teammates Sam, Pete and Isaac for a second gang-bang of the day?
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