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From a Top to a Bottom PT2 GayMy face reddened and I gulped as he gently and then more forcefully slapped his perfect dick against my cheeks. I turned my face left and right, chasing it and bobbing my head for it, but he held it just out of reach. It was fucking humiliating but I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to taste it. I needed to taste it.He took my chin in his hand and gently thumbed my lower lip, playing with it. Then he laid his cock across my lips and smiled as they automatically parted for it. A bottle of poppers appeared at my nostril and again I took a deep draw without any coaxing. As the fumes wrapped their now-familiar tendrils around my booze-soaked brain, I felt my jaws opening – fuck, they might’ve even unhinged – and his cock slid in like it belonged there. Like it found its home. Fuck if it seemed to fit just right.”Omigod, Jonah!” he exclaimed as he arched his back and pushed in even further. “You weren’t k**ding! He’s a natural!”A natural?! I wanted to feel ashamed and dirty. I mean, shit… here I was on my back, naked with my legs up and spread wide, one cock reaming my ass while another plunged my throat. And me a fucking top! This was not me! This was not who I was! On any other day the roles would be reversed and I’d be the one doing the fucking. But at that moment, as Jonah continued to pummel my ass, lifting my legs even higher, spreading them wider and putting them over his shoulders, angling his cock to bump against my delicate prostate, all I wanted was to be the one getting fucked. In every position. In every hole. And apparently my grunts, groans, and moans were making that abundantly clear. What the fuck was happening to me and why didn’t I care?”Yeah, take it deeper,” Jeff growled lowly as he sunk his dick deeper into my throat. “Yeah, you’ve been staring at it all night, haven’t you, Stevie?.””Jock Boy Stevie looks more like Jock Slut Stevie,” Brent said, giving me an appraising look. “You like this, don’t you?”At that moment Jonah’s cock up my ass rang the bell of my fuck nut again and my eyes fluttered. I nodded, my reply muffled because of the log lodged in my throat.”What’s that, Stevie?” he asked. “I can’t hear you.”Jeff pulled his cock out of my mouth and slapped it against my cheeks again. “What (slap) did (slap) you (slap) say (slap), Stevie?”Oh Christ! “Yes,” I panted, the heat rising in my cheeks and my dick leaking copiously.”You’re nothing but a Jock Slut Bottom Boy, aren’t you, Stevie?” Brent said.I groaned out loud. Oh God, this was so humiliating… so debasing! Jonah calling me Stevie was one thing – it was a nickname and a term of endearment – but when Jeff and Brent said it? Hell, all night it had been a respectful “Steve this” and “Steve that”, but now, hearing them call me Stevie like the way they were was humiliating. Another rung down the ladder of degradation.Brent bent close and grabbed me by my hair. It was just rough enough to be thrilling. “Say it, Stevie. Tell me what a slut you are. Tell me how much you want to be fucked. Tell me how much you need it.””Yes,” I gasped out, nodding furiously. “Yes, I’m a slut.””And you want it.”I nodded.”Say it, Stevie.””I want it.””Say you need it.”Another nod. “Yes. I need it.””Need what?””To… to be.. f-fucked,” I stammered. “I need to be fucked.””You heard him boys,” he said as Jeff shoved his cock back into my waiting mouth. “Let’s fuck him like the whore he is.”And then I was being fucked in both ends. In my bed. In my house. They positioned so my head was hanging over the side of the bed, bent way back so my open mouth would allow Jeff’s thick shaft to penetrate past my throat and choke reflexes. Brent was tugging at my balls and teasing my nipples, and they seemed to be connected directly to my cock which was sticking up and ramrod straight like a flag pole.I reached down to grab it when a strong hand grabbed my wrist. “No way,” Brent said, looking me directly in the eyes. I moved my arm slightly. “Touch yourself again and I’ll tie your wrists to the bedposts, got it?”I nodded, or what could pass for a nod, what with Jeff’s cock plunging in and out of my throat. But Brent wasn’t done. He gestured to Jeff who grabbed both my wrists and held them over my head, pulling my hard, fit body taut, putting it on display as he continued to ravage my hungry mouth with his pistoning cock.By now, Jonah had settled into a steady rhythm, thrusting in and out of my ass with a skill and intensity that surprised me. Apparently he’d gotten some practice over the last few years.Brent turned his focus from my balls and nipples to my dick. He sat on the bed next to me, rubbing my abs and grasping my dick.”Let me tell you a story,” Jonah said. Brent and Jeff both looked intently at him. “Something about his cock.”I immediately knew where this was going and my eyes darted to his. He arched his brow and quirked a smile, and then launched into a story I’d told him six years ago when I was standing where he was, fucking him into the mattress.During a high school sports physical when I was sixteen years old, I found out (in the most embarrassing way ever) that I could get hard and cum again within minutes of getting off. No, the doctor wasn’t a perv who jacked me off; he was our family doctor. He was holding my nuts, making me turn my head and cough and stuff, when I got a massive hard-on and blew a load that barely missed him. I was so mortified that he left the exam room for several minutes to let me clean up and compose myself. But when he came back and resumed the exam, fuck if I didn’t get hard again. I was completely red-faced when I told him it felt like I needed to shoot off again. He calmly explained to me that some younger men were able to recover from an orgasm much quicker than others – he called it the refractory period – and apparently I was one of them and that I should look at it as a good thing. Well, I’d taken that newfound super power to heart in my high school and college conquests, and one night while fucking Jonah after a few drinks, I boasted to him of my sexual prowess. Now he was using that knowledge against me.”I wonder how many loads we can wring out of this bad boy then,” Brent mused aloud, staring directly into my wide eyes. The thought of being milked was both scary and tantalizing.”I like the way you think, Brent,” Jonah said in way of reply. “He told me the other day he’s been working non-stop for weeks and hasn’t gotten any in ages. I have a feeling he’s got a lot of pent up… need.””This should be pretty awesome then,” Brent said as he took my dick in one hand and my balls in the other.He teased my dick mercilessly for nearly ten minutes, alternating between taking me completely into his throat, corkscrewing his fist up and down the shaft, and roiling his spit-slicked palm over the head, all the while either mouthing or tugging at my balls. I was lost in the sheer bliss of it all, and couldn’t tell you how many times he took me to the edge and then backed off. And this was while Jonah was fucking my ass and Jeff was practically skull-fucking me!But I didn’t miss a beat! Not one fucking eryaman escort beat. I wanted it all. I wanted that cock in my ass and I couldn’t get enough of Jeff ravaging my whorish mouth. When I finally shot – seven huge thick and creamy spurts that shot up my chest, neck and into my hair – Brent scooped it up and fed it to me.That was a first.He milked every drop from my cock until it dribbled and then started teasing the over-sensitive flesh of my head. Again he kept up his wicked ways on my dick, working his magic while I squirmed and whimpered and almost screamed, Jeff’s cock still fucking my hungry mouth.I nearly passed out twice from lack of oxygen, and then – holy shit – my cock got hard again and before I knew it I was shooting a second load – as large as the first – that he this time spread across my face like icing. It must’ve looked like a fucking glazed donut!I was a mess. Face slick with my own cocksnot, ass and mouth being pounded … the only thing that could’ve made this scene any raunchier was if I was being fucked while on my hands and knees.And then, as if they’d read my mind, that’s exactly what they did!Jonah pulled out and spanked my ass hard, surprising me. “Come on, Stevie. Be a good boy and turn over..”My eyes widened. *Good boy*?! What the fuck? I wanted to say something, to protest, but who was I k**ding? I was putty in their hands and I was loving it.Jeff’s cock was still deeply lodged in my throat and he continued to fuck my face, his hand threaded through my thick hair, as I awkwardly maneuvered onto all fours, his cock never once slipping from my suctioning mouth.Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jonah unzipping Brent’s pants. Like Jonah, he wore white Calvin Klein briefs, and they looked like they could barely contain his enormous bulge. As he skimmed the briefs down along with his jeans, his erect cock slapped up against his flat belly, and I realized he was at least nine inches. I shuddered and my hole instinctively tightened and my cock, which had just shot two loads, throbbed back to life.All night I’d been admiring what he was packing, but now, seeing it up close, my eyes practically leapt from their sockets. It was long and shaped like a torpedo with a head the size of a ripe plum. But it was the circumference that gave me pause. It was the proverbial Coke can – girthy and marbled with veins.”Oh fuck,” Jonah laughed, doubling over, “I can see your hole clenching and you’re fucking hard again!!”My face reddened with shame which, for some reason, just made my cock get harder.”Oh shit, you really ARE a slut!” Jonah laughed as he gave my dick a quick couple of tugs. “Who’d have thought?””I didn’t realize just what a slut he is,” Brent laughed as he rolled a condom onto his dick and slowly slathered it with lube. “Look, his hole is twitching. I think it’s winking hello!”There was no way my ass could take that tree trunk I thought as he got into place behind me and began to stroke my ass, feathering calloused fingertips across my spasming hole and then sliding them – one, two, three, four!! – into my already slicked and loosened channel.I wasn’t prepared for how big Brent was. When I felt the blunt tip of his cock at my entrance, felt the stretch in the ring of muscle, my eyes widened in panic. I’d never taken anything that big before in my life and my body wanted to buck and fight, but Jonah was ready, the poppers at my left nostril, and I snorted deeply.”That’s right, you fucking stud,” he urged with a wink, ruffling my hair and making soft noises of encouragement while moving the bottle to the other nostril. “Another one. Yeah, you got this. You’re such a natural.”A natural?! There was that word again. My eyes flicked up at him and locked with his as Brent pushed all the way into me. The pressure of that huge cock filling me was the most exquisite yet intense mix of pleasure and pain I’d ever felt. A natural?My eyes rolled back in my head, lashes fluttering, as drool spilled down the corners of my mouth. I realized I was making sounds that were a cross between mewling and choking. I saw Jonah out of the corner of my eye staring at me, eyes wide and mouth open, as these two tops played me like an instrument. They were dominating me like I’d never dominated anybody else. Fuck, they were working me in ways I’d never even thought to work another guy, and I could tell from the look on Jonah’s face that he knew it as well. He knew that I knew, and he knew that I knew that he knew. And he knew just how much I was enjoying this debauchery. Oh shit… A natural.”Oh yeah,” Brent rumbled, his voice gravelly and low. “So fucking tight. Need to loosen this Jock Slut up a little.”I shuddered when he said that. Loosen me up?He was balls deep in me and he laid his body against mine, encircling me with his surprisingly strong arms. He wrapped one hand around my dick and began a slow corkscrew as he started to move inside me.”You like this, don’t you?” he whispered, his mouth next to my ear, breath hot as he ground into me while stroking my shaft.I nodded, not trusting my voice because I knew I’d sound needy and wanton, like some bitch. I must’ve presented quite the picture: me, at least two inches taller and a good twenty pounds heavier than these guys, being roundly, soundly and thoroughly dominated.”You like having a cock up your ass, don’t you, Stevie?” Brent asked just as Jeff pulled his cock out of my mouth.”Unnghh!” I grunted in obvious pleasure as he rammed into me. “Yes.” I shivered, fighting to suppress a shriek as he scrubbed his thumb over my wet prick tip.”Yeah, that’s it,” he said as his other hand slid up my chest and began to fondle my pecs.”Oooohhh…” I cooed softly at this new sensation.Jonah gave me a hit off the poppers. “You’re so loving this,” he said as he put the bottle to my other nostril. “Man, if the guys could see you right now.”I moaned loudly as the poppers hit, and as Brent’s cock continued to batter my prostate, I felt myself slipping yet another rung down the ladder of degradation and I didn’t care. What the fuck was happening to me?After a couple more minutes of slow and steady rutting, teasing my dick, and mauling my pecs, Brent straightened up, put both hands on my hips, and increased his pace.”Oh fuck,” I grunted. “Unghhh…””Here we go now,” he said, slamming into me now in full force. Thump! Thump! Thump! I think my teeth actually fucking rattled.”Oh… ohh… unghh…” I bit out, my cries getting louder and louder as I let go and surrendered more of my control. I felt red-faced with shame and it only excited me more.”Hey Jeff, can you keep Stevie here quiet for me?” Brent asked.”Absolutely,” Jeff replied, lifting my chin and pointing his dick at my mouth.”Open wide,” I heard Jonah snicker, but my mouth was already wide open, my tongue rolled out like a welcome mat.”Nice,” Jonah laughed, mussing my hair. “Such a good slut, Stevie!””Mmmppphh…” I groaned around the cock in my mouth, my dick twitching as I belatedly realized what I’d just done. Oh shit.~~~I’ve seen enough porn in my day to know what I must’ve looked like. Hell, escort eryaman I’ve topped enough guys – solo, tandem, in groups – but never like this. Never so completely. Or maybe it just seemed that way because I was the one on the receiving end now. Had the guys I’d fucked and taken over the years ever felt this?”Hey, Jeff, pull out,” Brent said, interrupting my thoughts, “I think Stevie wants a facial.”He reached up and grabbed me by my hair, pulling me off Jeff’s cock with a loud, sloppy, slurp. Moments later Jeff’s cock exploded like a cannon, blasting volley after volley in my face.”Oh fuck,” I moaned as the wet heat spattered across my face and in my mouth. Jonah held my head in place as Jeff basted my cheeks, chin and forehead with his cum. Before I had a chance to catch my breath, Jonah stepped in and shoved his dick into my mouth.Brent’s breathing became heavier, more labored, and his hands tightened on my hips as his thrusts became more powerful, slamming into me and knocking me forward on to Jonah’s cock.”Ungh!!” he cried out in a deep, throaty roar as he began to cum. I could feel every spurt in my hole as it filled the condom. It felt like it went on forever. And suddenly I was cumming.”Holy fucking shit!” Jonah cried out as my dick spewed its load, cheesing his knees and my rumpled sheets. “Did you guys see that? He fucking came without his dick being touched at all!””Just like a natural born bottom,” Brent said, pulling out of my ass and slapping it hard. “Just like a natural bottom.”Oh my God, he was spanking me! The fuck?! Each wallop of his palm against my ass burned and my dick was getting hard again. And I was loving it. The way he called me a ‘natural bottom’ curiously warmed me and I pushed my butt out more, getting a chorus of laughs in return.I felt the bed shift and then there was a puff of air on my ass and I realized Brent was blowing in my crack! I swear I jumped a foot, Jonah’s cock slipping from my mouth, and I instinctively clenched my cheeks, but he spread them with his fingers and started blowing delicate wisps of heat against my reddened skin and hole.”Make it wink for me, Stevie,” Brent urged as he gently touched his index finger to my puckered hole and pulled it away. He did this a few more times. Jonah moved to get a better view and was practically crying, he was laughing so hard. My anal knot automatically flexed and spasmed and then gripped the tip of Brent’s finger. The three of them burst out laughing.Brent kept his finger where it was for several long seconds and then gently pressed it into my twitching hole. It sunk easily up to the second knuckle. I sucked in my breath and let out a high-pitched moan.”Oh damn,” Jonah cried out, his hand flying to his mouth. “It looks like his hole is trying to eat your finger.””It’s hungry. Wants to be filled. The sign of a true bottom,” Brent said matter-of-factly. “You wanna try it?””Fuck yeah!” Jonah replied with a fist pump, staring down at me. He’d put his briefs back on and he was squeezing and stroking his shaft through the white cotton which was now damp with his pre-cum. I couldn’t take my eyes off it and the way he was looking down at me, I knew he knew it.He got down on his knees behind me and fluttered his tongue between my cheeks. I almost collapsed in ecstasy and fought to keep on all fours. Then the son of a bitch started to recite ‘This Little Piggy’ as he played with my ass and teased my pucker with the tip of his index finger. He was laughing so much his finger was shaking as it probed my hole and it felt so fucking good.When he got to the line ‘Wee, wee, wee, wee, all the way home!’ he drilled two fingers in my ass, crooked them, and wiggled them around. I gasped and grunted at the intrusion and the guys snorted loudly, doubling over with their howls of laughter as Jonah withdrew his fingers a little and then gave me another poke before pulling out altogether.My face was red with shame but secretly I was thrilled. I never thought being humiliated like this could be such a turn on, and I wanted more!The poppers were placed to my nose and I inhaled, twice in each nostril. I was flying. I felt a hand move between my legs and I looked back over my shoulder to see Brent nod at Jeff, who took my scrotum in one hand and began fondling it, gently tugging it downward. While he did that, Brent started to stroke my taint and I shuddered at the sensations coursing through my body.”Ohhhh…” I moaned lowly. I’d never felt anything like this and I couldn’t help but voice my pleasure.Jeff continued working my nutsack but a little more aggressively now, the slapping and squeezing my balls getting just a bit harder. He wrapped his other fist around my cock and ran it up and down the length of the shaft, bending it toward the mattress, applying just a bit of extra pressure at each end with every stroke. The sounds escaping my lips were becoming more guttural and base. Primal screams. My breath hitched and I felt the cum churning in my nuts.”I can hear how much you like this,” Jeff said as he took each one of my balls in his hand, rolling them and feeling their heft as he continued to tug my sack.I groaned as he pulled my erect dick further down between my legs so it was perpendicular to the mattress. Then, going hand over hand, he began a downward corkscrew, working my dick like he was milking a cow’s teat. His fingers and hands were lubed just enough to easily slide over my vein-etched cock, while still rough enough that the sensitive skin of my shaft felt every callous. Fuck!He continued jacking my cock with those long, smooth strokes, making sure he polished my knob with his cupped palm. He kept this up for at least twenty minutes, taking me to the edge more times than I could count. I’d never felt such exquisite torture before.And try as I might, I couldn’t keep from making those little mewling noises. It got even worse when Jonah began to play with my nipples, plucking and flicking them and rolling them between his spit-slicked thumb and forefinger.”Oh!” I gasped sharply, as my breath hitched again. “More. Yes. Oh yeah, that’s it.”Then Brent started in on my ass again, a lone finger easily breaching that ring of muscle. I tightened around it, silently pleading for more, but it was just the one finger, teasing and tickling and I was starting to go crazy.For the last I don’t know how long – hour? Two hours? – my ass had been getting joyously plowed by a succession of cocks, each one bigger than the last, and now Brent was back there finger-banging me and it felt too small. I wanted more. I wanted bigger. Needed bigger. Needed more. Something happened inside me and suddenly I pushed my ass back and started wiggling it.”Gotcha!!” Brent burst out. “Stevie really wants it now. Look how his hungry hole is searching for more.””Ohhhh…” I moaned lowly. I’d never felt anything like this and I couldn’t help but voice my pleasure.Jeff continued working my nutsack but a little more aggressively now, the slapping and squeezing my balls getting just a bit harder. He wrapped his other fist around my cock and ran it eryaman escort bayan up and down the length of the shaft, bending it toward the mattress, applying just a bit of extra pressure at each end with every stroke. The sounds escaping my lips were becoming more guttural and base. Primal screams. My breath hitched and I felt the cum churning in my nuts.”I can hear how much you like this,” Jeff said as he took each one of my balls in his hand, rolling them and feeling their heft as he continued to tug my sack.I groaned as he pulled my erect dick further down between my legs so it was perpendicular to the mattress. Then, going hand over hand, he began a downward corkscrew, working my dick like he was milking a cow’s teat. His fingers and hands were lubed just enough to easily slide over my vein-etched cock, while still rough enough that the sensitive skin of my shaft felt every callous. Fuck!He continued jacking my cock with those long, smooth strokes, making sure he polished my knob with his cupped palm. He kept this up for at least twenty minutes, taking me to the edge more times than I could count. I’d never felt such exquisite torture before.And try as I might, I couldn’t keep from making those little mewling noises. It got even worse when Jonah began to play with my nipples, plucking and flicking them and rolling them between his spit-slicked thumb and forefinger.”Oh!” I gasped sharply, as my breath hitched again. “More. Yes. Oh yeah, that’s it.”Then Brent started in on my ass again, a lone finger easily breaching that ring of muscle. I tightened around it, silently pleading for more, but it was just the one finger, teasing and tickling and I was starting to go crazy.For the last I don’t know how long – hour? Two hours? – my ass had been getting joyously plowed by a succession of cocks, each one bigger than the last, and now Brent was back there finger-banging me and it felt too small. I wanted more. I wanted bigger. Needed bigger. Needed more. Something happened inside me and suddenly I pushed my ass back and started wiggling it.”Gotcha!!” Brent burst out. “Stevie really wants it now. Look how his hungry hole is searching for more.”I was completely red-faced but my ass needed to be filled. Needed to be fucked and right now! It was as if Brent and Jeff had been doing their homework and studying up on me. Found my playbook and memorized it.”Oh please, please!” I begged, practically sobbing with need and lust. Nobody had ever worked me over like this and treated me like I was nothing more than an object. Just the thought of it had me leaking like a broken faucet. “Please fuck me!”And oh boy, did he ever comply!He got back into position and pushed into me hard and fast. “Is this what you’re hungry for, Stevie?” he asked, signaling Jeff to give me more of the poppers.”Ungghhh… yessss…” I moaned at the welcome penetration, my eyelids fluttering as the poppers hit. “Ohhhhhh…””Much better,” Brent grunted as his hips picked up speed and he settled into that familiar, pounding rhythm, his balls slapping my ass in a staccato ‘thwap thwap thwap.’ “Still tight but so nice. You fit me like a glove.”He shifted his hips, switching his angle, and I cried out as he found my sweet spot and began to pound away with abandon. “Oh God! Oh God!” I moaned in pleasure, nearly out of my mind with desire now.”You like this? You want more?” he asked, each thrust going deeper, pushing me closer and closer to that point of no return. I nodded frantically, unable to find words.”Tell me,” he demanded, reaching up and pinching my right nipple. “Tell me what you want.””More!” I gasped. “I want more! Oh God, more! Harder!! Fuck me harder!”The words just spilled from my mouth and when I glanced up, I caught a bemused look on Jonah’s face. But I didn’t care because Brent had reached his stride again and I was in heaven, luxuriating in the feelings that bubbled to the surface as he plunged fast and furious inside me, his dick hitting the bundle of nerves deep within me with every thrust. My head dropped forward and I closed my eyes as a steady, rumbling hum slipped past my lips. This was the life.A hand fisted in my hair and yanked my head up. I opened my eyes to find Jonah and Jeff standing in front of me, stark naked, their erect cocks pointed at my mouth.”Open up,” Jeff said, tapping my lips with the head of his cock, and I opened my mouth greedily, taking them both in at the same time.”Oh dang this feels incredible,” Jonah gushed as they pumped my mouth in time with Brent’s pounding of my ass. He looked straight into my eyes as he said, “I could really get used to this on a full time basis.”My mind was spinning. The thought of servicing Jonah – bottoming on a full time basis – was something I’d never even considered before. But now, for some reason, the idea sounded very appealing, especially if this caliber of ass-fucking was part of the deal. But the thoughts s**ttered and disappeared when they pulled out of my mouth and Jeff shoved the poppers to my nose again.”Hold still now,” he commanded, grabbing my hair and lifting my head up. My jaw was slack and I was drooling, slobber running over my lips and down my chin. He aimed his dick at my mouth and I opened without being prodded, wanting – needing – it back inside. He slowly, in one steady push, slid the entire length of his cock into my mouth and down my throat. I had no gag reflex at this point, but considering his girth and how deeply he buried it, I found that after several seconds I couldn’t breathe.”Dude, pull out,” Jonah urged worriedly, grabbing Jeff’s arm while softly stroking my back. “He’s turning red!”Jeff shook his head. “He’s fine,” he said reassuringly. He put his hand to my cheek, “He likes it, don’t you?”I nodded, trying to relax my throat while Brent’s battering ram was still barreling in and out of my ass, driving me closer and closer to the edge.Jeff gave my cheek a slap. “Look at me.”I looked up at him. My eyes were watering. “That’s not too much for you, is it?” he asked, his voice ripe with mockery. “Not a big jock slut like you.” I shook my head defiantly.I shook my head no and gasped, my chest heaving as I tried to relax my throat muscles to take more. I nodded as Brent’s cock continued to sluice in and out of me.”You’re such a fucking slut, Stevie,” Jeff laughed derisively as he rammed his cock back home into my mouth.They settled into a pounding rhythm, Jeff timing his thrusts with Brent’s as they relently fucked me from both ends. Our bodies were sheened with sweat.After a while I was dimly aware of Jonah tapping my shoulder and saying something to me. I opened my eyes.”Say hi to Doug,” he said, holding up his phone.”Mmmppphhh…” I moaned, my eyes going wide when I realized he was FaceTiming me.”Holy fuck, is that Steve?” Doug’s voice boomed from the phone.”Yes!” Jonah exclaimed. “Too bad you couldn’t get here this weekend.””I knew that butch image was all an act,” Doug said, his voice amused but also laced with something like contempt. “Nice to finally see him for the real faggot he is.”And then I was cumming, roaring around the cock in my mouth as I shot, if possible, an even bigger load than the one previous.That did it. Jeff pulled out and blasted my face and moments later Brent was unloading in my ass.I heard laughter coming from the phone and I didn’t dare look.

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