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Slammit in Zammit
Picturesque Pembrokeshire was the perfect location for a quiet getaway on the Welsh coast for 4 young studs on a quiet, spring weekday. After meeting at the Welsh Sports Personality just a few months earlier, young cyclist and rising star Josh Tarling had been rumbled by a flirtatious Louis Rees-Zammit. "Mate, I ain't playing, I love a skinny lad like you to jackhammer me." Louis grinned under a bassy soundtrack that meant no one else could hear him. "Let's do something in the spring if you're still interested, I'll book something out on the coast."
The day arrived and as promised, Josh arrived at the lodge with his bike attached to the back of his car and most importantly, wearing his deliciously tight red and black, Welsh cycling lycra. There were 2 cars parked up alongside the secluded building, one of which was owned by Louis and the other was supposedly the vehicle of either Harry Wilson or Terry Taylor. Josh stepped out of his car and approached the building, his instructions were "it's open," so after a light wrap on the door, Josh turned the doorknob and found the sexiest image he had ever seen...
Three of the sexiest Welsh lads ever lay in a triangle, their lips wrapped around the next lad's cock and silently bobbing to suck on a solid piece of hard meat. Louis sucked on Harry who sucked on Terry. The noise of gobbing was the only sound in the room for a second before Louis looked up at the new entrant. "Lock the door." Louis winked. The cyclist clicked the door shut and followed Louis' beckoning finger to join the trio. As Josh approached, Louis returned to the base of Harry's cock then popped up again and pointed towards the footballer's hard, uncut 6.5-inch wand. Bending at the waist, Josh said nothing and swallowed the Fulham winger's wet log, tasting Louis' spit off Harry's throbbing meat.
Louis caught the approaching cyclist by the lycra covered hips and pulled Josh's crotch towards him. Stretching up, Louis eased down Josh's zip to the bottom of his shirt and then reached in and pulled out 7.5 inches of semi-hard, uncut cock. The rugby winger admired Josh's prick for a stroke, looking at the beautiful, blue veins working their way down from the head and then a stretch of the neck and his open mouth enabled Louis to swallow half of the cyclist's shaft in one.
The footballers had remained unfazed, capably sucking on their respective shafts, teasing the owner of each cock to throb with appreciation. Like the other three boys, Josh was keen to show off his oral talents. The cyclist rolled his lips down to the base of Harry's cock until his nose grazed the footballer's tender nuts and drew himself back to the tip. Josh's form was instantly impressive, capably taking over from Louis before him. The footballer carried on his own shift happily but made a mental note of how good Josh was, the resistance of the youngster's tonsils applying the perfect touch to Harry's horny head.
Louis had peeled back the cyclist's foreskin and got straight to work choking himself on Josh's beautiful mast. That public school image of Louis confirmed as he offered Josh a toe-curling blowjob. Louis' muscular neck rolled along Josh's shaft with supreme ease, allowing the handsome jock to deepthroat Josh's throbbing cock. The cyclist enjoyed his double stimulation, savouring the taste of Harry's nicely curved cock which caused his own cock to swell between Louis' tightly pressed lips, Josh felt wonderful.
In Josh's mind he still couldn't understand how this perfect ox of a lad wanted to bottom. The cyclist's eyes glanced across at Louis' tree trunks for legs and beamed proudly. The idea going through Josh's mind was focused on how he would divide those sexy legs using them as leverage to give Louis all the love his sexy body deserved. And hanging off the other end of Josh' body, Louis was thinking the same from the opposite perspective. The rugby winger too studied Josh's thin legs compressed by the skin-tight lycra. The thinness turned into a meaty mass when Louis' eyes climbed to Josh's thighs. Louis could tell that at this point the lycra was particularly strained, a thought that made the twunk's hole twitch with excitement. The idea of this lad in full motion, throwing those 7.5 inches inside his arse made Louis' hungry for more. The rugby star's manly hands found Josh's enticing nuts, stroking them tenderly through the compacting cycle shorts while his lips sucked at the cyclist's shaft.
The cyclist's challenge was to concentrate on his blowjob while Louis did such an arousing job on his own cock. The rugby star's huge lips sucked firmly against his shaft, pulling Josh's loose foreskin back and forth with every repetition. A long sigh from Josh into Harry's cock told Louis he'd found the right spot as he got to work showcasing his hidden talents on Josh's horny body. Louis squeezed down on Josh's chunky thighs, giving him all the leverage he needed to wolf down the cyclist's throbbing cock.
Somewhat oblivious to the building passion between two first time lovers, Harry and Terry sucked away mindlessly on the meaty pieces filling their hungry throats. It was a rare privilege for Terry to suck on a new, hard cock and with 8 inches of meat to play with the footballer could devour Louis until his heart was content, pressing the rugby winger's head against his tonsils repeatedly and reversing just before he gagged. Harry on the other hand, was more familiar with Terry's 8.5-inch shaft which the Fulham winger's lips danced along with the same passion he always showed for his big cocked buddy. Much like Louis opposite him, Harry's arse was quivering with excitement, teased by the tantalising lips of Josh's beautiful mouth, whilst anticipating the penetrating stretch of Terry's thick cock.
It didn't matter how much Josh tried to focus his mind on Harry' cock, the rugby winger was doing such a good job on his own that the cyclist couldn't help but be too aroused. Josh could feel the goosebumps fighting to show themselves under his lycra as Louis' tongue slathered around his head. Determinedly, Josh continued to suck, doing his very best to bring Harry the same level of pleasure as he was currently enjoying. Using his thin, rosy lips, Josh clung tight to Harry' shaft, drawing the footballer's tight foreskin along with him to the gently audible approval of the slender winger. The problem with Harry sounding like he was enjoying himself was that it only made Josh's cock even more sensitive, even more susceptible to the talents of the rugby lad's excellent tongue. This wasn't working, a minute longer and his lycra-cupped balls would be empty!
Pulling his cock from Louis' clutches, Josh was last into the circle and the first one out of it. The horny young cyclist needed to kill time and regain some control of his emotions, not allowing the insane handsomeness of Louis' impressive body to overcome him. Josh selfishly moved from Harry's sexy undercarriage to the amazing arse he had been fantasising about for the entire journey towards Pembrokeshire. Terry eyed Josh's change of position and rolled to the base of Louis' cock, deepthroating the stud one last time before popping up and off. The footballer then pulled his upper body around into a tighter 69 position with Harry but instead of swallowing the Fulham winger's cock, Terry went straight for his favourite part of Harry's body, that tight, juicy arse. Josh too found himself appreciating the male form from a new vantage point which was directly behind the big man. Spreading those tree trunk legs nice and wide apart, the cyclist exposed Louis' enticing hole from a neatened track of dark brown hairs, trimmed so they were barely visible from around a delightful, pink opening.
Josh pulled his cycling shorts down to rest on his thighs, giving himself some extra room and placed the underside of his cock into the groove, gliding back and forth a few times to bring an audible sigh from the strapping rugby boy. Being a rugby lad, Louis had so much more bulk in all the right places, necessary to protect him from the impact of some of the heavyweights of the game looking to stop him running down the wing at full flight. The cyclist could just imagine his light, slender body rebounding off those beautiful cheeks as his cock drilled within Louis' sexy walls. "Your arse looks so good." Josh grunted over the sound of Terry's tongue slurping across Harry's sweet hole. "Fuck it boy, fuck me good." Louis replied emphatically. "You got any lube?" Josh asked. "Yup, bag down to the left." Louis replied, pointing as he spoke. Josh shuffled over to the side, reached down then returned to the exact same position.
The sound of a popping cap was quickly followed by the cooling touch of slick lube, across Louis' hole causing the big strapping lad to coo softly. Another spluttering squirt told Louis that the cyclist had applied some lube to his own shaft, a theory confirmed when the top pressed his head up against Louis' entrance.
A pair of chocolate brown eyes moved above Louis' face then moved their gaze down to the bottom's lower half. Louis could feel the tension in Josh's cock increase as the top made his cock as sturdy as possible. There was a little more movement from Josh's knees as the cyclist got himself set and then with a semi-firm push, the top began his invasion. A simultaneous gasp confirmed the process of forcing Louis open with the thickness of his shaft had begun. Louis inhaled with a hiss while Josh exhaled with a grunt, both doing their best to normalise the feelings their bodies were currently experiencing. In contrast to the look of pain on his face, Louis felt transported to the best place in the world as his expanding ring burned delightfully. "Yeah, push it in me." He breathed to Josh who smiled. Clenching his smooth, round arse muscles still contained within his black cycling shorts, Josh did exactly as he was told and in one, long, steady stroke, the cyclist sank inside the bottom until his neatly trimmed crotch rested against the top of Louis' chunky hamstrings.
"Nice?" Josh grinned, shining his perfect smile down on Louis' strappingly handsome face. "Fuck yeah lad, fuck me boyo." Louis nodded and beamed. The smile on Josh's face managed to stretch another inch wider and using those clenched arse muscles to initiate motion, the top pulled himself back 4 inches and returned with a slap of thighs against hamstrings as he fulfilled Louis' request. Once he had accomplished a few shots on Louis' hole, Josh leaned down to kiss his beautiful bottom. The feeling of Louis' muscular chute around his cock felt incredible, sucking Josh down for every shot and allowing the top to reverse smoothly but only so that Josh could drop his cock down inside the bottom again.
After licking out Harry's cavity for a full three minutes, Terry removed his tongue from his friend's gorgeous arse and his cock from Harry's adorable mouth. Across from the footballer, Josh and Louis were combined with the cyclist now balls deep in his hunky bottom. Confident in Harry's ability to take his long dick, Terry spun around above Harry who had been pushed onto his front and used their combined spit to lube his bare entry into the capable bottom. Harry's fingers gripped the sheets while Terry lined himself up, placing the point of his prick against Harry's pink bud and with one firm push, the footballers were reunited. It was impossible for Harry to repress a groan of pain due to the burning friction of their connecting bodies but his groan held no protest as Terry's slick head popped inside his ring with the Charlton midfielder's shaft following shortly after.
Each pump of Josh's slender torso filled Louis with that lovable feeling of a lad's hard cock within his belly and the bottom felt compelled to give the sexy cyclist encouragement. Reaching around to take hold of the top's tight, round arse cheeks through those soft, lycra shorts, Louis supplemented Josh's thrusts by pulling him forward. The result was that every time the top rocked into Louis, his neat crotch clapped nice and tight against the bottom's beefy frame to complete the perfect bonding of their sexy, athletic bodies.
Once the bottom had closed his hands around Josh's pert arse, the top felt triggered, transitioning straight into full top mode. The skinny cyclist used the beefy rugby bottom as a launch pad, plunging his hard cock 7.5 inches deep inside Louis' belly then springing so far back Josh could feel Louis' ring around his head then throwing his body forward once more. The acceleration from the top was so quick the lads didn't even have the chance to build up their combined volume of noise. Instead, the pinging of Josh's toned crotch echoed around the room after every arse shattering thrust while Louis whined with a sense of happy fulfilment. In response, Terry too planted his crotch firmly and repeatedly into Harry's delicious arse and was rewarded for his efforts with helpless but happy moans from the Fulham winger's enticing lips.
Much like his bike, Josh was perfectly streamlined except for a meaty pair of thighs which gave him incredible acceleration for cycling sprints AND pounding a sexy bottom. The energy between their naked bodies sounded sensational, clapping thunderously as Josh's body crashed into Louis' meaty arse cheeks. Spreading his skinny cyclists' calves a little further apart the top was nice and steady, able to use his momentum to fuck Louis good, deep and hard.
There was another thunderous clap when Louis' large hands reaffirmed their grip of the top's tense arse cheeks with a power bottom's slap and hold. "Uh!" Josh whined, half shocked, half aroused by the manly brutishness of the horny bottom. There was no doubt Louis wanted everything Josh had to give him and the sexy cyclist's cock agreed wholeheartedly. Springing up off Louis' muscular arse, Josh ploughed his way 7.5 inches down into the warmth of the winger's sexy arse with the slutty bottom guiding every deep, pile driving thrust. The similarities between his cycling technique and fucking technique made Josh proud. When the cyclist was in his groove the ease of his rhythm felt much like the constant movement of his legs around on the pedals. The forward thrust of Josh's pelvis slid his slender body into the bottom's nice round arse on which he collided with perfect timing to bounce back towards the exit only for his powerful hamstrings to restart the energetic process.
Every deep pound of the cyclist's cock felt amazing and yet Louis knew there was more to be had. "Think you can go harder if you stand up?" The bottom asked shamelessly. "Ya." Josh nodded without question. "Do it bad boy." Louis grunted after another firm shot of Josh's moreish cock. The skinny youngster loved a challenge and Louis' demands were proving to be the perfect challenge for the horny cyclist. Rebounding after a nice hard slam into Louis' hole Josh popped straight out of the bottom's expanded crevice and sprang off the bed. Even as a strapping tall lad Louis knew how to make himself as light as possible. Once Josh's hands returned to grab the bottom's legs, Louis followed as they tugged him over the side over the bed. The final job was to turn as he went and once the rugby winger had made it to his feet, those big, round peaches were flushed a little pink and nicely spread for Josh's re-entry.
Lunging for the gap cock first, Josh didn't even try to find the expanded hole his long cock had created. The top slid into Louis' damaged hole like a train rolling along a pair of tracks until it hit the buffers. Hit the buffers he did with a firm thud then reversing the top resumed drilling Louis' sexy arse. Those big round cushions got everything they deserved as the cyclist threw his entire body into the big bottom. The youngster had thought about this moment so many times watching Louis' beautiful arse under a mountain of muscle in the white shorts of Wales. Josh knew he was no match for the big, burly beasts who must've worn Louis in nicely but right now that didn't matter. The top just focused on himself and Louis' sexy arse, using his thin calves to propel his slender frame into the hunky bottom.
Josh's stamina was impressive, built from the training of some much long-distance cycling. Those enduring mountain climbing and those short, powerful sprints had given Josh the muscular fortitude to handle every situation and Louis' arse just took it. "Fuck yes lad!" Louis rejoiced as Josh's slender waist rammed into his firm cheeks, slapping a jolt of pleasure into the bottom's horny arse.
Terry had started to thump away on Harry's arse. The Fulham winger's buns were wonderfully round to cushion Terry's crotch and the horny top resumed the latest chapter in his drumming of his friend's moreish butt. Harry's firm peaches bounced wonderfully for Terry to admire as he returned from each press, dividing the bottom with his thick, 8.5-inch tool. The pair were in it for the long game, waiting to finish the job on Louis' arse after Josh had destroyed the slutty rugby star. And so, Terry remained steady, guiding himself deep down into Harry's sexy cunt at half the pace of the sprinter cyclist across from them.
An accelerating Josh had successfully pounded Louis' sexy arse for several minutes and could sense an impending decision of stick or twist. Carry on like this and Louis' hunky body would make his balls burst in a wave of excitement but the truth was Josh had a tsunami inside him and given this was his first chance to impress the rugby poster boy, Josh was going to give Louis nothing but his very best. "Ughhh." Louis grunted as Josh's cock popped free from his hole. The bottom felt his ring close as tight as it could while the cyclist found a new angle of attack. Taking a firm grip of Louis' meaty thighs, Josh guided the rugby star back down to the bed to lie on his side, tilting him over to right and beaming down at the sight of Louis' widened arse hole, stretched by the invasion of his thick, throbbing boner. Resting Louis' foot upon his shoulder, the top had created a nice wide gap and lined himself up to re-enter.
No matter how light and skinny Josh looked, the moment the cyclist fell back into Louis' hole the bottom felt a grunt of pain get punched straight out of him. Josh's bony pelvis smashed into Louis' tender tailbone and bounced 6 inches back to pound him again. Speed came naturally with a combination of their current level of sexual desire and the sex driven loosening for their animalistic sex. Josh utilised the power of his compact muscles to add a bone shattering crunch to each forward push of his raging cock.
Thick and muscular with a thin coat of manly fur, Louis' thigh provided the perfect target for Josh's need to breed. The cyclist's crotch returned to the source of sweet pleasure with increasing speed and velocity while Louis groaned with satisfaction. Josh tensed his glutes even tighter and ramped up speed. Lastly, Josh's hands closed around Louis' solid boner which lay against his abs, glazing the bronze skin with silky precum. The top lifted Louis' uncut 8-inch beast and peeled the foreskin back to reveal a coat of transparent liquid thickening by the second as his hard cock drove into the rugby winger's belly. Louis growled excitedly as both of his sensitive spots were under the control of his sexy top.
Foreskin cuddling his swollen head with every one of Josh's seductive strokes made the bottom's orgasm inevitable. Louis' eyes watched the top's lush, brown curtains swaying from the velocity of his pounding. "So sexy." Louis muttered as his eyes moved down to take in Josh's smooth features. There wasn't a hair in sight from Josh's chin down to his neck, just the shadow of stubble and then came the top's unzipped, red cycling jersey which offered a peek of Josh's smooth chest. The skinny cyclist thudded his stupidly sexy body deep and hard into Louis' welcoming arse while his soft hand tugged the bottom's foreskin back down over his shiny head until Louis grunted that final, almighty growl of disgust.
"Fooook!" Louis spat as his cock thickened within Josh's fist and sent a bright, white rope of sparkling spunk across his bronze pec. Within seconds of Louis erupting Josh had reached boiling point. The sexy cyclist pushed his cock into Louis' contracted ring and felt goosebumps cover him from top to bottom. "I'm gonna cum!" "Leave it in!!!" Louis wailed authoritatively as his cock launched another trio of thick ropes across his broad pecs.
A loud grunt sounded from Josh as he knees buckled and the top unloaded a wave of creamy cum into Louis' meaty arse. "Christ yeah boiiii." Louis cried as a thick rocket of hot spunk blasted into his prostate. That warm coating of sexy, cyclist spunk sloshing lovingly around his prostate only made Louis' eruption stronger as the next couple of blasts surpassed his torso and splatter the underside of the bottom's chin.
By the midpoint of their unified orgasms, it was hard to tell if they were reacting to their own pleasure or that of their lover. Josh's and Louis' eyes were locked as they warbled helplessly, communicating their delight at the warm spunk filling Louis' stomach and the creamy cum glazing the rugby winger's meaty chest. They were both fully immersed in the moment grunting and groaning with any energy and lung capacity they could spare.
Violent velvet filled Louis' hungry stomach as fast as Josh could feed it to him. And still those rosy cheeks moaned with the delightfully hot cream coating his prostate. "Give me your nut." Louis begged sweetly as another weak thrust of Josh's hips came with a creamy helping of the cyclist's thick jizz. The top couldn't form words as a response and settled for a manly grunt and another thrust of his cock as a reply. Louis didn't need words, just Josh's body to continue filling him with sweet seed. "Fuckkkk yeah!"
The energy in the cyclist was beginning to wane and the force with which his horny crotch clapped against Louis' arse reflected Josh's fulfilled desire. Still the top pumped Louis' bare arse just to feel the pressure of the bottom's narrow chute around his shooting cock. And the pair continued to gasp and groan as Josh's cock tried to force out every last drop into the bottom's waiting cavity. Pushing one more thrust nice and deep into Louis' stomach, Josh gave the last of his love before allowing his head to drop and a final grunt signalled he was finished.
Top stared at his bottom who stared straight back up at his top as Josh slowly reversed his empty boner. "Fuck meeee, I love that feeling." Louis cried as his hole slipped across Josh's passing head. That wonderful 'just fucked' feel made Louis' arse hole feel so nice and tender but there was more to come. The first pair of happy endings hadn't gone unnoticed by the others in the room who had taken the opportunity to have a brief breather as they watched Josh and Louis unload.
Marching around the bed towards Louis' gaping arse, Terry guided his bottom forward until Harry applied the brakes. Perfectly solid from Terry's impaling boner, Harry pointed his cock towards Louis' recently vacated and battered hole then released the brakes. "Fuckkk yeah." Harry and Louis groaned in unison as the footballer's cock slotted straight into the rugby star's gaping hole. One continuous stroke sent Harry's trimmed crotch directly into Louis' waiting hole and once Harry had hit the buffers closely followed by Terry behind him, control shifted straight back to the top.
Terry pulled Harry back 4 inches while Terry reversed a further 4 inches then threw his entire body weight to bring the three bodies crunching together with Harry as a sexy little filling. Both Harry and Louis in front of him had been warmed up and readied meaning Terry could go straight into his top gear. Harry's arse had particular qualities which evoked Terry's sexual insanity. The lovely, round curvature of Harry's delicious derrière contained hypnotic powers to suck Terry's horny crotch into those doughy arse cheeks and the curly-haired top had no intention of resisting.
"Ahhhh, yerrr, fuckkkk." Harry moaned on repeat after each shot of Terry's sexy body. For his own enjoyment, Terry turned his body from left to right between thrust then back from right to left which gave the top a few more angles to enter Harry's moreish cunt. "Love this arse!" Terry grunted as he watched the after effects of each thrust ripple through Harry's pert cheeks. "Love yer dick!" Harry responded with a breathless gasp as he shook like a rag-doll to Terry's beat.
Louis spied a proud smile on Terry's face after Harry's complimentary words and there was no let up from the top who continued to pound away at his mate's beautiful butt. Terry's smile had a twisted malevolence to it which explained the force which compacted their bodies in a violent concertina. The top obviously had plenty of energy and evil left to spare as he forced Harry's perfect cock deep into Louis' wet chute.
Trapped between his horny Welsh teammate and the hunk of beef that was Louis as his sexy bottom, Harry couldn't stop the chemical reaction in his body and quickly. The sight below Harry was beyond appealing, watching Louis' bulging muscles tense in preparation from every thrust as the weight of Terry pushed their bodies down into the rugby star's creamy chute. Josh's cream enhanced the feel of every revolution, speeding Harry towards his approaching climax.
"How's ya doing Hazza? Gonna nut yet?" Terry hissed into his bottom's ear. "Fuck yerrr, hit me with that dick!" Harry whined in reply. Louis could hear the slaps of Terry's crotch on Harry's arse grow stronger and as a result, the adorable winger stabbed his hole with even more force. Harry's pink cheeks had turned to a deep scarlet as he inhaled through the painful pleasure to no avail. The intense squeeze of sexual friction pleasured his body from both sides as Terry's bare cock slammed into Harry's abused rectum. The force of Terry's sexy body sent Harry's bare cock deep into the sloppy wetness of Louis' cream filled arse and with a helpless whimper, Harry crossed the point of no return.
"Ohhhhhh...shitttttttttttt!" Harry cried as Terry's racing head slammed into his prostate to complete Harry's euphoria. The sexy sandwich filling shuddered as his body upgraded from feeling fantastic to fucking orgasmic. "Fuckkkkk." Harry wailed upon his epic eruption. "Ahhh yea boiiii, that feels good." Louis added, throwing his head back against the mattress and closing his eyes to fully appreciate the feel of Harry's load joining Josh's mess deep inside his slutty arse. "Grrr yerrr lad, you nutting you slut?" Terry growled, drilling Harry's hole harder still. "ARGHHH!" Harry screamed, unable to answer as the ferocity of Terry's lean body drilled the air out of his lungs.
Molten hot spunk squirted deep inside Louis' already well used belly as Harry's load joined Josh's within the bottom's slutty stomach. As a slave to Terry's desires, the winger could only howl and whine happily while the top stabbed his arse with irregular and intermittent shots of his thick cock to enhance Harry's ejaculations. A strong thrust slammed Terry's belly into Harry's back and pinned him there for a brief pause while his bottom's cock drained into Louis' meaty arse.
The respite was perfect for Harry to focus on the delicious squeeze of Louis' perfect arse. "Fuckkkkk." Harry whined again, this time pushing himself forward as his boner blasted more milk into Louis' slutty repository. Both of Harry's hands took hold of Louis' broad, meaty pecs and squeezed them firmly as he bred the beautiful bottom. "Uhhh." Louis squeaked, sounding almost operatic as Harry's hands pinned him down and the footballer's cock pumped another helping of cum into his gaping arse hole.
To buy himself a little more time, Terry removed himself from the train, slowly removing his bare shaft from Harry's convulsing hole. The top watched as his vein embossed, uncut, 8.5-inch cock emerged from Harry's hole and then an extra grunt from the bottom confirmed they were uncoupled. Terry stepped back and stroked himself while Harry finished his deposit.
Planting all his weight above his hands, Harry did his best to pin the bottom down and allow the rest of his nuts to drain into Louis' waiting belly. "Ohhh." Harry moaned; his cheeks reddened from his surging blood flow. An involuntary stab of Harry's crotch added emphasis to his final squirt of silky semen within Louis' cream filled hole and the top remained there for several seconds as the rest of the simulation remaining in his own body vibrated through his cock.
"Oooh boy, yeah." Louis hummed happily as weakening shots of cum squirted into his saturated rectum. Harry's cock remained rigid as it squeezed the rest of his contents into the bottom's hole which somehow felt even better as the final few shots had nowhere to go, drowning his tip in a puddle of warm, combined cum. The repeated tightening of his previously heavy nuts grew weaker in strength and farther in frequency as Harry's euphoria reached the cliff. "Fuckkking hell that was goooood." Harry beamed as the last of his spunk seeped into Louis' sexy belly allowing the footballer to pull back and chuckle with relief.
The rest time for Louis' arse hole was no longer than 15 seconds as the moment Harry fell away from his arse, Terry had appeared with an angry looking 8.5-inch cock. There was a glint of evil in the footballer's eye that filled Louis' rectum with excitement and once again the feel of a hard cock was about to consume his senses. Just as easily as Harry had fallen out of Louis' arse, Terry's throbbing boner entered the wide, wet, well of the bottom's saturated arse hole.
"Lordy, lordy, lordddd." Louis chuckled happily as Terry's cock refilled his insatiable arse hole. The footballer's momentum didn't stop until his crotch landed against Louis' tailbone and immediately Terry hit reverse to do it again. The slender midfielder had just enough energy in reverse after slamming Harry's sexy body to fuck his way to orgasm within Louis' loosened rectum.
Thankfully for both parties the amount of mileage Terry had worked up on Harry's arse had the footballer close to the edge, all he needed to do was find the sweet spot and he would be a few strokes from glory. Both feet were firmly planted and taking the same leg Josh had used for leverage, Terry held it up against his shoulder and threw his long cock back and forth 6 inches in both directions. The friction was magnificent, working Terry's hard shaft between the pressure of Louis' bare arse lips. "Fuckkkk." Louis groaned, looking towards Harry and Josh for some unwanted sympathy.
Terry focused and kept things steady, thrusting his hard shaft straight and deep within Louis' loosened tunnel. Despite two cocks preceding him there was a little extra tightness beyond the 7.5-inch mark which made Terry shudder. The top removed his shaft only to pile it back inside the wet, welcoming home of Louis' belly to the delight of the strapping bottom. Studying Louis' broad chest which jiggled from the power of his thrusts, the erect nipples added emphasis to the wobble of Louis' sexy body. A submissive sigh from the bottom was exactly the sound Terry wanted to hear as he rattled on, smashing his crotch against Louis' firm arse.
The third set of balls to smash up against Louis' ring felt just as nice and heavy as the first two, even though the top's head advanced another inch beyond Josh's previous marker. Aided by the slickness of his cum soaked tunnel, Terry's cock moved quickly from tip to hit and back, drumming the bottom who groaned away happily to the burn of his widening insides. The third in a line of slender studs to fuck him was the perfect finishing off his arse hole needed. Terry's smooth, slender body had a nice definition to its muscle mass which became more pronounced as he tensed to deliver each shot.
Two coats of slick velvet lining Louis' insides, a warm up within Harry's amazing arse and the handsome features of the beautiful bottom brought Terry rapidly close to his own climax. The top pressed his weight down on Louis' broad pecs while his lower half rocked into that solid arse, ramming his crotch into the bottom's unforgiving meat to surround his throbbing cock with Louis' perfect body. The rugby bottom's butt had provided the perfect springboard for Terry's horny body and with a disgusted grunt, Louis was about to become the perfect filling for yet another load of spunk.
"Fucking...filthy...slut!" Terry spat, slapping Louis' smooth face to emphasise his disgust at the sexy bottom. A helpless yelp was all Louis could offer to respond, bringing a pair of smirks from their entertained audience. "Look at him...he fucking...loves it...he loves it!" Terry cried as he unloaded waves of spunk up the rugby star's abused arse. "Yeh lad...fill me...fucking fill me." Louis begged. "Ave it ya slut." Terry grinned after punching another shot into Louis' juicy arse cheeks.
The footballer continued his relentless drumming of Louis' arse cheeks as he seeded the bottom's belly. Harry's magnificent arse had done an amazing job filling Terry's nuts with plenty of jizz which Louis' round arse had doubled from the slutty mess pooled inside it. Each thrust was another injection with Terry stabbing his bare cock down into the bottom to fill Louis with a blast of pearly white jizz which pushed the pooling cum up, out of Louis' drowned arse. Terry clenched his arse cheeks together for one more gigantic thrust, pulling himself up 6 inches then slamming back down and pinning himself there for the remainder of the ordeal. The top's legs spasmed as he ejaculated, sending shudders through his body which he giggled through uncontrollably.
"Fuck yeh. Fuck yehhhh." Louis agreed after a dozen hard blasts of cum transitioned to the weakening spasms of Terry's cock, squeezing the remainder of the sexy footballer's spunk down into his flooded chute. Terry responded with low growls of alpha male satisfaction as the pressure in his nuts gradually faded. "Hmmm." "Yerrrr." The pair sighed in unison, their volume decreasing gently as the pulsing of Terry's cock came to an end.
"Come here a sec Hazza." Terry grunted breathlessly. The Fulham winger scoffed and heaved himself up to approach the pair then hooked Terry under his arms and pulled the top to his feet. "Foook yeah." Louis groaned as Terry's boner popped free from his hole. The top giggled then dropped down to the mattress next to Louis while Harry sat on the other side next to his exhausted frame and Josh remained up at the top of the bed resting and watching.
It was up to Harry as the lad with the most energy to fetch the quartet a drink which he supplied in two trips. 4 cups of cool water were just the ticket for 4 young sportsmen needed to recuperate after a hot sex session. Before he sat down, Harry popped open the window and grinned at the watching trio. "Should probably air the place out a bit." He winked proudly.
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