On the Beach

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  1. Jason

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    This is part one. The gay part two to follow if anyone wants it.

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    The western end of the beach has a “certain” reputation. Nearly two miles from the access road it is the place where people go who want real peace and quiet, without interruptions.

    Of course I had to check it out. A brisk half hour’s walk took me along a curve of golden sand, with the sound of the ocean and the cry of seagulls. Suddenly I could go no further. An outcrop of rock crossed the beach providing a substantial barrier, while landward the dunes made a steep and sandy slope with a few bushes. That end of the beach was empty – but I had come prepared to sit it out for a while and see what happened. Climbing the dune I found a patch of shade half hidden under a bush, with a great view of beach and ocean.

    I had probably been there an hour when I saw a couple approaching. Through binoculars I saw them walking in step, arms around each other. He was in denim jeans and trainers, topless; she was in shorts and a bikini top. As they came closer I saw they were both 19 or 20. A hot couple. As they reached the rock outcrop their walk came to an abrupt stop. For a few moments they stood as if unsure what to do, then he took the initiative, inclined his head and kissed her on the lips.

    Their kiss lengthened into a veritable snog. Holding one another tightly they kissed, mouths a little open, tongues playing. I didn’t actually see it happen (he was good!) but suddenly her bikini top had been unclipped and fell down. Breaking their kiss his hands were straight on her breasts, cupping them, his face bent down to view the globes. In a few moments he was kissing them, then kissing his way down to her waist. Kneeling in front of her he pulled her shorts down. Her knickers came with them, and her flip flops were cast aside. Naked she stood on the beach, laughing at the stud who had got her clothes off in a very smooth operation.

    As the guy stood up it was clear that there was a bulge in his jeans. No surprises there – heavy snogging plus a super hot woman standing naked in front of him and I guess it would be very strange if he were not hard. I sure was! He had been professional in getting her naked – he was less good at getting himself naked. For starters his trainers seemed to be tied in knots that wouldn’t come undone easily, and when he did (finally) get them off he had belt and jean fastening to undo. After more time than seemed possible he had his jeans off, and revealed Calvin Klein briefs, white with the red waist band. And a tent-pole, a big one.

    There was no doubt at all that this stud was endowed. But my view was brief, before he kissed his girl again standing close, face to face, and swept her off her feet, putting her on her back on the beach. His hands were everywhere, her breasts, her pussy, and then he sat up to take his briefs off.

    As his cock came into my view it struck me as big. No, it struck me as huge, really huge. I’m not good at estimating the inches, but this was a mighty cock. A great, straining, uncut fuck pole. Jaw-droppingly huge. His black pubes showed off a straight white shaft, thick and hard, with the foreskin pulling back over a red head. His balls were pulled up high. His cock head pushed at the edge of her pussy, his hands on her breasts, and their lips together in a passionate kiss.

    She must have been very wet. No hand directed his cock into her pussy, but he pushed straight in. Missionary position he fucked her, with hard, deep thrusts, as her hips pulsed upwards meeting his thrusts. Their fuck session started fast and soon got faster. Within a couple of minutes of penetration it was clear he was going for broke, his bum clenched, two white cheeks flashing up and down, and a fast thrusting rhythm leading towards the inevitable culmination. His balls were high, almost lost in the thickness of his cock.

    Suddenly her moans were replaced by words. Straining to hear I realised she was saying something about him not wearing a condom, then I heard her say “no”.

    The guy was pounding away, clearly close to climax. And the woman was saying “no”. Suddenly he pulls out. His cock is huge, a massive sex pole, the skin pulled back and straining at the frenulum, the shaft slick with juice. Kneeling over her he put a hand on her breasts while the other made a fist for his cock. His fuck session has turned into a wank session, and what a wanker! Head back, fist flying, face grimacing as if in pain, he shoots his first spurt. The second and third follow. And fourth and fifth, and more than I could count. Most goes on her tits, some on her face. Spunk and more spunk from a stud’s massive cock.
     
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    That sounded pretty Hot!
    Wish I'd been there to see that!:smile:
     
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    part two please!!
     
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    Wow!! Part two!!
     
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    Thanks for the feedback guys. Here's part two.

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    As his spectacular orgasm subsided her shouts grew louder. His spunk had liberally covered her tits and face, and even gone in her eye – at least she was shouting that she had been “blinded”. Clearly she wasn’t happy.

    The guy moved to kneeling at her side, while she stood up, shouting a torrent of abuse that certainly wasn’t lady like. She grabbed his briefs and wiped the bulk of his cum off her, then pulled her clothes on, without a break in her swearing. Slipping her feet in her flip-flops she was off at a run.

    The guy was left kneeling on the beach, his cock wilting fast, a trace of cum glistening on it. Soft it was still an impressive organ. In seconds his foreskin moved forward over the head, and his balls re-appeared. Shell-shocked from her outburst and spent by his climax he flopped down on his back. His briefs, jeans and trainers lay where they had fallen.

    Time stood still. I was hard of course, but his fuck had been so brief I was not quite ready to cream. I had jeans on, and speedos underneath them, so everything was crunched up. I had been watching through binoculars, which really need two hands to steady them, so I hadn’t managed more than a quick, one-handed grope of my crotch. As I watched the heavy breathing of his exertions was replaced by the even breathing of repose. His cock now fully soft lay on his muscular thigh. I studied his forearms, his chest muscles, his tight stomach, the shadow of black hair on his chin and upper lip. This was one hot stud.

    Maybe ten minutes past. As I studied him I realised that he was asleep. After his hurried fuck and spectacular cum shot he was resting from his labours.

    I could have watched him for hours. But somehow I felt that the fates might have a different idea. I put the binoculars back in the bag, stripped down to my speedos, and walked to the sea. Waddled rather than walked as I had a scrunched up bone, but I got to the water. It was cold, and as I waded in I felt the water find my super-sensitive balls. I got my shoulders under – seriously cold now – then got into a brisk swim. After a few minutes I warmed up, and was able to sneak some glances back to the beach and the sleeping stud.

    My bone subsided, I came back to shore and walked close to the guy. He was flat on his back, full in the sun, and clearly at risk of burning. I must have debated for a full minute, but burning is serious, and I felt I had to do something.

    So I started “Excuse me mate … eh, excuse me, are you all right?”

    Stud woke up. “Are you all right? You look as if you are burning”.

    He was groggy from sleep, but he mumbled “thanks”, then seemed to realise he was naked, and glanced towards his briefs, which were grubby from the spunk his girl had wiped off and full of sand. I followed it up with “have you got any sun screen?”, and as he shook his head asked if he wanted some of mine. I got another mumbled “thanks”. Sprinting to my bag I pulled out the bottle, and was straight back.

    Stud was sitting up now. He took the bottle and started spreading it on his chest and upper arms, then on his calves and thighs, and as far as he could reach on his shoulders and back. I started some daft conversation about how hot it was. Then as he seemed to have finished spreading the screen I said something about needing to put plenty on your dick. I meant it – the first time I was ever on a naturist beach and got sun to parts of me that had never seen the sun before I got horrible sun burn. I told him this; he grunted.

    Squeezing a dollop of screen into his hand he applied it to his cock, quickly rubbing it in, then round his balls. Only now did he seem to realise I was in speedos, and he asked whether it was a naturist beach. It wasn’t but I said I thought it was. So of course he asks me why I’m in speedos. I’m semi by now, so taking them off really isn’t an option.

    Now an issue with speedos is that you really can’t hide what your cock is doing, and the stud must have realised I was boning. So he keeps kidding me to take my speedos off. I say something about not wanting my cock to burn; he says there’s plenty of screen in the bottle. And as we kid around I realise he’s getting boned. As I stare at his cock he sees that I’m looking.

    Instead of being embarrassed he just smiles. “Looks like you’re hard too” he says. “Who cares, its natural”.

    I glanced down the beach, empty. Then at the stud and his still-growing cock. A decision made I slipped my speedos off and sat down next to him, my cock freed from restraint.

    He laughed. “Looks like you need some screen on that” he said, holding up the bottle. “Yes” – I reached towards it, then watched as he filled his palm with the screen. Smiling, keeping eye contact, he slowly moved his hand to my cock.

    Contact! Stud’s hand was on my pole, rubbing cream up and down my cock. His fingers rolled round my balls. A moan escaped me.

    Lying next to him I reached out and grasped his cock. It was hard, hot and slick from the cream. Without even thinking I started to copy his actions, fisting up and down, tickling his balls.

    I had been horned up for his fuck session, subsided for my swim, and now was fully hard and straining for release. Stud was thrusting my fist fast, with the energy he had put into his earlier fuck. In minutes his pace picked up as it had before his first cum. I knew I was going to go with him.

    His fist racing up and down my cock, my thrusts fast and furious, I felt my climax building. His moans turned to grunts and stifled yells, and his back bucking he fucked the hole of my fist. Watching his cock I saw his first great spurt, and the sight sent me over the edge. My own orgasm washed over me, my hand sticky with his cum. As we both came down from the high we found ourselves looking deep into each other’s eyes. Our lips met and we fell against one another in a long post-orgasmic kiss.
     
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    Taht was great well done, part two did it for me.
     
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    Thanks mate, please you enjoyed.
     
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    Great talent. Are there more adventures?

    Part two had me cumming btw. ;)
     
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    Part three of this two part story! :cool:

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    Afterwards we went for a quick dip in the sea to clean up. Stud was without a towel so we both used mine, and pulled some clothes on. We were both commando – me because I had been wearing speedos, now wet, while stud took one look at his cum stained and sand covered briefs and decided against putting them on.

    Walking back towards the access road I learnt that stud was called Steve and was working in a beach-front club that summer. The conversation didn’t sparkle. Once off the beach we said goodbye and I thought that was that.

    A few days later I was walking on much the same part of the beach as that where I had first encountered Steve when I heard someone call my name. Looking round I saw Steve with a group of guys, shouting out did I want a beer? Well of course that sounded like a good idea.

    Steve did introduce his friends, but I’ve forgotten all the names. There were 5 guys with him, all in the 18-24 age group, all very fit. And one girl, Fiona, early 20s, seriously hot. They all worked in the same club, which I learnt was a strip club – one where guys strip for girls. Every evening they had a room full of women, and in the course of a 45 minute show they stripped to their jocks, flexed and pranced to the screams of the women, and right at the end yes they really did go the full monty.

    “We’re used to all the questions” said Steve. “Yes we do fuck the women afterwards, but only if they are hot and we think the manager won’t know. Yes the fat ones try to pay us, but I’ve never been desperate enough to go for it. I man … Yes its an adrenalin rush when the girls are all screaming for your body. Yes we’ve all had times when we get hard. The management say they don’t approve, but the girls go wild, so who cares? Oh and Fiona? She works front desk and gets to see all the shows. Yes she watches every time”.

    Fiona wasn’t listening. She was lying on top of one of the strippers, glued to him by a long kiss. His red face was probably a symptom of lack of oxygen, though it might have had something to do with her tits pressed hard on his chest. After a while she sat up, took him by the hand, and pulled him to stand up. Stand up he did, his jeans tented and making his movement awkward. Pulled away from the group he paused for long enough to say “A guy’s got to do what a guy’s got to do”, then led by Fiona ran up the beach and into the first patch of bushes.

    No time later Fiona was back, in shorts and now topless. “He’s fucking useless” was her opening comment. As her guy appeared behind her she rounded on him. “Two minutes. What do you call that? I want a fuck, not a flirt”.

    There was a lot of laughter and a lot of jokes. Basically we all said we could do better. We could last the course. She was pretty furious at mankind in general, then she replied to our boasts with the comment “prove it”. She pulled her shorts off, and naked lay on her back on the beach, legs spread wide.

    Suddenly there was silence. It was unreal. A hot woman naked and asking to be fucked. Six horned up guys sitting around, and the seventh, the jilted fucker, on the outskirts. A few seconds of shock, then one of Steve’s friends stood up, dropped his shorts and briefs, and fucked her, missionary position.

    I was frozen to the spot. This was unreal, like some porno film, but real, happening in front of me. Guy one went straight into a missionary position fuck. He sure wasn’t practicing his 13 times table, but rather letting his pace go from fast to super fast. With a lot of grunting he shot his jizz, and pulled out with a big smile on his face. Guy two was again straight in, again missionary, again fast. Someone asked if she was well lubed, then what he was going to add to the lube, and the fucker started talking about the big load he was brewing. Of course we asked him to prove it, which he did – pulled out and shot his spunk on her tits. There was a lot of it, maybe a dozen or more spurts, and like the first guy he finished with a big smile.

    Guys three and four were in a big hurry. Both had got naked while two was doing his stuff, and both had fully hard cocks ready for action. Fiona was embraced by them both, and after some wild groping and the application of a lube found herself with one cock in her cunt and one in her arse, all three standing. The guys coordinated their thrusts while she squirmed between them. Cunt guy cum first. As his orgasm subsided and before his softening cock was pushed out he kissed Fiona, then kissed the arse fucker. Arse guy reacted by tensing up, and with a few mighty thrusts where he pulled his cock almost all the way out and then thrust in let his orgasm wash over him.

    Steve was fifth. By the time three and four had got their rocks off he was naked and ready to go. Standing he embraced Fiona, then crouched to get the tip of his cock to her pussy. Slowly standing up he pushed his cock in inch by inch. Then as his cock hit bottom he picked Fiona up, and with her thighs round his hips and locked in a mutual embrace he began to tree fuck her. Lot of short, sharp thrusts established the unusual rhythm. Watching his balls I saw them pull high, and in no time stud Steve had spunked.

    I was beyond horny. Still in my jeans, all boned, I had just watched five super-hot strippers fuck. Steve finished his orgasm, and as he began to wilt put Fiona down, straight into my arms, her bum pushing into my crotch. I needed sex, and this super-hot and well fucked girl was now in my arms.

    My jeans came off. Fiona bent over, and my cock found its target. I pushed in doggy fashion.

    If you are familiar with doggy you will know that it is the position to use for the second or third fuck of a night as it feels so good the man has no chance of lasting any great time. You don’t use it when you are mega horned and for the first load. Still there are three things I remember about that fuck.

    The first was the strangeness of it. Me fucking doggy style while six naked guys watched. Six cocks with traces of cum in varying stages of re-arousal. Six fit guys watching as I fucked.

    Then there was her orgasm. This whole group fuck had started because her guy hadn’t given her one, but this had somehow not been anyone’s priority. Every guy fucking her simply wanted to get off. None of us had been long, but even so seven fucks in a few minutes is a lot of fucks. And Fiona got to her O.

    And as she squealed her ecstasy and her pussy contracted on my cock I went over the top. Thrusting fast and furious, my hands on her hips, I felt my climax building. I was almost there but still I didn’t cum. Rather the pleasure mounted higher and higher, the sensitivity moved from my cock and balls to my thighs and tummy, to my whole body. Thrusting faster than ever, cresting higher on a wave of pleasure, my cum spurted in a frenzy of fucking. Pleasure flooded through me as I felt spurt after spurt after spurt of cum shoot into her pussy.

     
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    Very good!
    I like the nasty fact of 7 guys on one girl! :p
     
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    Thanks Conner and Pepijn.

    Guys, let me know if this story could run to a fourth chapter.
     
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    Jason, these stories are some of the hottest that I have ever read. You are a fantastic writer, keep up the good work. I do believe that everyone would love another chapter. Ok? :smile::smile::smile: Thank's, Bill
     
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    Part four. Let me know if you like it. What would be perfect for me is if someone actually cums reading this or an earlier part - if so please tell! :smile:

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    As I came down from my orgasm I heard the shouts and comments of the guys. Clearly they had enjoyed watching. Fiona was in some post-orgasmic bliss, and collapsed on the beach as I pulled my dripping cock out of her wet pussy. Panting hard I stepped back, looking round at the watching guys.

    It was a right of passage, my membership to an elite group of studs. I had fucked in front of them, shot my load, brought the girl to orgasm, now I was one of them. In the days that followed I hung out with them, and it just happened that I saw them at work.

    Adonis Bar was a strip show, for women. It was a pretty seedy place, open just for the summer, and the guys mainly lived in rooms above the bar. The format didn’t vary. It started with a cabaret where a drag queen – who managed the place - told rude jokes about how terrible men were. It was pretty lame stuff, but the women seemed to like it. Then there was a floor show where the six studs in turn did a strip, down to their very skimpy briefs. There wasn’t much space in the bar, so the women all got a good view, and they screamed their approval of the packages on show. All six were finally on stage, all gyrating more or less in time with the music. Then there was a cabaret interval – more lame jokes – then the second part of the floor show. Here the studs went right among the women, which meant they got pawed and groped. Finally on stage they did the Full Monty, taking everything off and giving the women a proper view of their cocks. Erections were of course a legal no-no, but the manager gave a bonus to any guy who accidentally got hard, so six guys had an accident every night.

    I thought I would be watching from the audience, but Steve laughed and said I would be lynched. Instead I was in a side room, which was the entrance to the stage and which doubled as a dressing room. The manager wasn’t bothered about me being there as long as the guys were happy, and as I was one of the gang that was fine.

    As the first cabaret took place the guys got out of their street clothes and into their costumes – basically tight briefs and trousers that had velcro fastenings the length of the legs so that they could be ripped off. The room was hot, sweaty and smelly. Six cocks were stuffed into the briefs, and when the music started six guys pranced through their act. None of them were great dancers, but they moved fast, flexed their muscles and thrust from the hips, and the women shouted and screamed their approval.

    They came back into the dressing room in briefs only, carrying the clothes they had discarded (the place couldn’t afford staff for the menial jobs), streaming with sweat, panting and flushed. They collapsed onto benches as the cabaret act covered the interlude. They had to be silent as their voices would carry.

    As they went into their second act I had a great view of tight bums and thrusting hips. I couldn’t see into the audience, but I could hear the noise levels rise. As the finale came each in turn lost the briefs, and soon were prancing on the stage with six jiggling cocks. As the music moved towards its conclusion each one started to have an accident and by mistake to get hard. The screams became deafening. As the music ended they returned to the dressing room, six studs, hot, sweaty and hard.

    The dressing room didn’t even have a shower – this place was basic – and the studs headed up to their rooms above. Erections were fast wilting – these were knackered studs who had got it up just for the tip from the manager. “You want a beer?” asked Steve, and I nodded yes and followed this sweating, naked hulk up a narrow staircase to a poky bedsit above. His room was basic and chaotic, but there was a fridge, and some beer in it. Steve grabbed a couple of cans, and a bottle of water as well. He tipped the water down his throat and opened up the beer. I sat on the only chair while he slumped on the bed, still naked.

    “Do you ever fuck the girls after the show?” I asked.
    “Sure. They’re all warmed up and begging for it. Fuck without foreplay. Wayne grabs two after most shows and fucks them both, and Bry usually finds an ugly chick who’s willing to pay”. He turned his nose up in disgust.
    “So why don’t you?”
    “Sometimes. But when you’ve seen so many women treating you like an animal in a zoo you just want to get away from them. Right now I want to hang with a buddy”.

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    He smiled, his eyes travelling down to my crotch. I had been bulging for most of the show, and was still semi, and it must have shown.

    “You up for some kinky fun?” he asked.
    “Maybe… I’m up anyway! … What you got in mind?
    “Will you let me tie you to the bed?”

    When I said nothing he got up, got two short lengths of rope out of a case, and pointed towards the bed. As I stood up he came close, kissed me on the lips, then pulled my t-shirt off. Half lifting, half pushing, he put me on my back on the bed, and tied my wrists to the head of the bed. Straddling me he thrust his cock towards my lips.

    My tongue touched the tip of his swelling cock, and he greeted the first contact with a moan. Uncut, he had a heavy member with big balls. As I licked his shaft it quickly stiffened, swelling longer and thicker, its angle increasing sharply. The foreskin pulled back exposing a red cock head. My tongue explored his head, saw him quiver as his tenderest part was stimulated. He moved his cock up my face, presenting his balls to my tongue. They were rising fast, pulled tight against his body.

    As his cock head was again presented to my mouth I opened to let him in. There was a salty taste of pre cum. He started to thrust his hips, and his cock hit the roof of my mouth, then the back of my throat. Struggling against the gag reflex I let him push in, felt him filling me, my tongue on the underside of his shaft. As he pushed deeper his pubic hair filled my vision, and his sweaty smell made me want more of him.

    His rhythm got faster. I remembered the first time I had seen him fuck, the woman on the beach, and realised that this stud did not set any endurance records. I heard him asking me if I would take his load, nodded, and in seconds felt the first blast of his spunk. Hot and salty it flooded my throat, blast after blast of cum.

    Panting hard he drew back, then smiled. “Thanks mate, I needed that – that’s the top load off anyway”. His hands went to my belt, and I realised he was taking my jeans off. A good yank and they came down. He laughed again as he saw my well-tented CK briefs, giving my shaft a grope through the cotton. Pulling them part down he snapped the waist band under my balls, so that my released cock stood at its fullest attention. Laughing again he pulled my briefs off, then wanked my cock a few times – then stopped.

    At full mast and straining towards my own release he stopped, smiled, and asked me if I wanted a beer. “No”. He got one for himself, opened it, then pressed the icy can against my balls. I moaned.

    “You’re fucking horned up”, he said, stating the obvious. He drank his beer in a few gulps, and threw the can aside. Looking closely at my cock he tongued the tip. It felt so good. I knew I wanted to cum.

    But that was all. Kneeling he lifted my legs over his shoulder and put a finger to my arse hole. He grabbed some lube, and started to work some lube in. A finger went in. It felt good. Looking up I could see my cock as hard as it had ever been, pre-cum leaking, my hands tied and unable to reach it. I knew I wanted to cum.

    His cock head was pushed to my opening. He didn’t play around, but thrust in hard. And yes it hurt. He was big, and he hadn’t done much preparation. I shouted.
    Thrust fully in he stopped, then grinned. Slowly he pulled most of the length out, then hard and fast he slammed in. It hurt again. Slowly I relaxed, and the pain turned to pleasure as he hit the spot on every thrust. And I so wanted to cum, and I couldn’t reach my own cock.

    The fuck took a long time. Steve had just unloaded once, and this was going to take time. And I wanted to cum. I begged Steve to touch my cock, to wank me. He didn’t. My excitement got higher, my balls drawn hard into my body. And I wanted to cum. I was writhing on the bed, moaning in frustration and ecstacy.

    Steve’s face started to grimace as he neared his climax. I begged him to wank me off; he didn’t. He just said he needed to cum. I believed him. In a frenzy of fast, hard thrusts he reached his orgasm, blasting hard and and deep.

    And then his cock subsided. As he withdrew he put my legs down on the bed, my cock massively hard. I begged him to wank me, said I needed to cum. And he smiled. I tried to touch my cock with my foot to get myself off, but he grabbed my legs and sat on them. Squirming I begged.

    Reaching for the tube of lube he put a generous dollop on his hand and moved it close to my cock – and stopped. I begged. Every fibre of my being wanting to cum. I needed to cum.

    Smiling again he grabbed my cock in his fist, and firmly stroked up and down. My hips lifting off the bed my body went into orgasm, an orgasm like no other. The first spurt shot like a fountain, high and white, and cascaded down on my chest. As the hot liquid fell the second release sent a spurt into Steve’s face. Cum after cum, thrust after thrust, a truly ball-draining orgasm.

    Exhausted I fell back on the bed. Steve fell on top of me – and kissed me.
     
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    Jason, you were fantastic once again!!!!!!!! and yes with each one I certainly do shoot my load!! Wish you were here to watch. Keep up the good work,will be watching.
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    great story keep them up, want to see what happens next!!!!
     
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    Very very hot again!
     
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    Thanks guys, at this rate I really will have to write another section!
     
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