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Brock Lesnar was at his ranch in his hometown of Minneapolis, Minnesota. He had just got done with some work outside. As he was walking back to the house from one of the barns he noticed a big black pickup truck with a Texas license plate parked in the driveway in front of the garage. Brock smiled to himself, his playmate was there early. Brock walked to the front door to find Steve Austin sitting on the sofa in the living room.
"Mr. Lesnar," the rugged Texan said putting his cigarette in a nearby ashtray on a nearby coffee table.
"Stone Cold, well about damn time you got here," Brock said.
"Quite a drive, but I made it," Steve said as he took of his hunting jacket and placed in on the arm on the sofa. He was wearing a tight white tee shirt underneath it and a pair of Timberland boots. He walked over to Brock and they passionately embraced with a long kiss.
"Save some for me," a male voice said from coming behind them.
Sean Morley came from the bedroom shirtless and wearing a pair of old blue jeans.
"Well hey there sexy," Brock said with a grin.
"Looks like I woke up in the nick of time," Sean said looking at Brock's grinning face.
Sean and Brock had been lovers for over seven months. Sean made frequent trips and slept over at Brock's ranch house as often as he could. Sean was glad during the summer because he wasn't working much and could spend the hot days at the ranch. The two men needed to go to a place secluded where they could love freely without anyone knowing about it. Steve had fucked Sean before so he was dying to have the two best lays in his life at the same time. Steve had an almost animalistic sexual behavior about him and he always blowing Brock whenever he could backstage. The redneck loved to suck cock as often as possible. Brock was ready to experience both these men at the same time. Since Sean was a rim pig who longed after Steve's white ass, they both figured a threesome would be great.
Brock embraced Sean into his arms as Steve started to feel his crotch, "how about we take this into the empty barn, fellas?"
When they got to Brock's barn, Steve took off his pants and his white tee and lay on the bench in the middle of the otherwise empty place on his stomach. His eyes lit up as he saw Brock remove his shirt. His nipples were hard and his abs glistened with sweat It was soaked in sweat from all the hard work he had been doing earlier. This turned Steve on even more. He grabbed Brock and buried his face into Brock's massive armpits. He inhaled the scent of Brock's sweaty right armpit and licked the salty area. This barn was the perfect place to do what these guys had in mind. Brock got down on his knees in front of a stretched out Steve as he licked and watched Sean tease Austin's hole with his finger in Steve's ass.
Sean began to pull down Steve's white briefs and played with his hole. He moistened his finger and stuck it up Steve's ass. Steve's asscheeks tightened as he felt Sean's finger invade his hole. Sean finger fucked Steve at a moderate pace and loosened him up. He added a second finger and again Steve's asscheeks tightened. Steve got used to it and was licking down Brock's treasure trail at this point. From there Austin pulled Brock's belt off and unfastened his jeans. He unzipped him slowly ever so teasingly. Brock couldn't take all this teasing so he stood up and dropped his pants and his boxer shorts to the floor.
He got back down on his knees and Austin inhaled the smell of Brock's pubes just as he did his armpits. Just as he put Brock's mushroom penis head in his mouth he felt a wet, long tongue in his crack. He let out a soft moan and continued sucking on Brock's large penis.
Sean enjoyed the taste of Steve's ass crack and decided he wanted more. He sharply jabbed his tongue up Steve's hairless hole. He could smell what was up his hole and for some reason, this gave Sean further more reason to lick deeper. Steve let out more moans as Sean went deeper.
"Godammit man it's like you're tongue is fuckin' me back there," Steve said pausing the lusty blowjob he was giving Brock. He looked up at Brock giving him a lust-filled smirk and continued sucking his dick.
Sean looked up and smiled and slapped Steve on his pale white ass. Sean hadn't had enough ass in his mouth so he decided to go to work on his lover's ass. Sean walked over and laid down on the concrete ground behind Brock. He further stimulated Brock and placed his nose on the crack of Brock's sweaty ass. He took a few whiffs of his sweaty ass and spread apart the cheeks. The strong smell hit him as Brock broke a strong gust of wind. Sean unapprehensively stuck his face right into Brock's pink pucker and licked away at his rank hole. The powerful funk of his ass was undeniably sexual and intensified his raging boner. The masculine scent of his ass was almost as great as the taste.
The pleasure that Brock was receiving was unfathomable. He was enjoying the best licking Sean ever gave him while Steve gave him a hearty blowjob. Steve deep throated Brock with ease after a while. Brock's 9 and a-half-inch penis was hitting the back of Steve's throat so hard he thought he was going to poke a hole in the back of his neck. Steve pulled Brock's cock out and rolled over on his back. He then stuck one of Brock's sweaty balls in his mouth. He sucked it hard. Brock started stroking his cock while Steve worked on his nuts. He let out a warm stream of his piss all over Steve's chest. Steve caught as much as he could with his already open mouth by putting his mouth in the stream's path. Some of it splashed on his beard but Steve continued to gulp it down. He licked the last drops from Brock's piss slit.
"Whoa don't blow that load so quickly," Steve said. He put his hand around Brock's dick and jerked him off slowly. Brock let out another wet fart Sean finished up his hole.
Sean got up and walked over on the side of Brock. He pulled down his jeans to reveal one of Brock's used jockstraps.
"Going through my gym bag again, huh?" Brock said with a huge smile.
Steve could smell the strap without Sean really being that close. This was quite a turn on. The smell was loud and undeniably raunchy. Steve got up off the bench and stood up. Sean sat down on the bench. Steve got on all fours and began munching away at the dingy fabric. He sucked the filthy jockey and tasted Brock's juices. They were very stink and had a robust flavor to them.
Brock was ready for some ass and decided he was gonna fuck Steve while he sucked on Sean. This guy was really into sucking cock. Brock spread apart his pale cheeks and spit on his hole. He was already loosened up from the finger play earlier.
"Steve, this isn't gonna hurt that much," Brock told him.
Steve kept right on sucking, he had never been fucked before and decided that now was as good a time as any. Brock very slowly worked his cock into Steve's ass Steve let out a grunt or two at first, but he realized he could trust Brock not to go so fast. Brock very slowly began pushing in and out of Steve's ass. Steve had his mouth on that strap and wasn't gonna take his mouth off of it. Just as Brock was slowly begin to fuck him, Sean pissed into the jock. This got Steve really fired up. He pushed his ass backward into Brock's crotch indicating he wanted him to go faster.
Brock was more than happy to oblige and started moderately pounding away at the redneck's ass. Brock slapped his cheeks while he was fucking it. Steve was sucking on the piss soaked jockey while getting his ass fucked and he couldn't have felt better. Sean threw his head back and let out loud moans of pleasure at the suction on his crotch.
"Oh...that's it, yea, suck that piss out of that jockstrap! SUCK IT!" Sean screamed in between sharp moans.
"Oh Steve," said Brock who was breathing sharply, "this ass is so good you redneck son-of-a-bitch... Oh fuck you're gonna make me cum soon!" Brock gushed loudly.
Steve sucked the last bit of piss suckable of out the strap and fished out Sean's hard dick. He looked at the thick 8" cut tool and stuck his index finger in his previously pissed in mouth and stuck it in Sean's asshole as he sat there. This surprised Sean at first, but before the pain could be felt, Steve was all the way down on his cock, he mouthfucked the hell out of Steve as Steve's finger explored his ass. Sean felt Steve's finger hit what was packed up his tight ass, and Sean let out a vigorous orgasm. Seven hot jets of cum went as he felt each one of them hit the back of his throat. He swallowed without hesitation.
Brock was ready to cum as well and pulled out of Steve's now very loosened asshole and blew his load all down Steve's crack. Sean withdrew his cock from Steve's mouth and went over to his dripping ass and licked Brock's cum from his redneck asscrack. Sean wanted to further lick the hole, but it was now tender from Brock's rough dick.
The three men all walked back to the house exhausted. All three enjoyed a long shower together in Brock's large shower and gave each other passionate kisses. After the shower, Sean fell asleep on one side of Brock's huge chest and Steve fell asleep on the other side. Brock smiled because the summer at his ranch was only beginning.
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