Rematch
by Randy Dragon
A sequel to Bangkok Touchdown
This story is fiction. Should the characters in this story even remotely bare similarities to any real person, living or dead, it was purely accidental and any such similarities are strictly coincidences.
This story deals with mature subject matter and involves intimate sex. If it is illegal for you to read such material, due to your age or location, then please don't. If you are offended by acts of sexuality between consenting and non-consenting adults, then Do Not Read this story.
The author does not necessarily condone or subscribe to the behavior discussed in this story. It was written strictly as a form of entertainment and acts described should not be attempted by anyone that does not know what they are doing.
"Those Farangs will try to get even with us, you know," Mongkut looked at his friend concern all over his dark face.
"Yeah, sure they will try," PakPao replied with his typical calm confidence. The hunky Thai Linebacker watched the clouds below the plane.
"So?" Mongkut was obviously upset. "This won't be Bangkok, you know. It is their country and their town. How can you be so, so ... careless? They are going to fix us good, bro."
"Just relax, bro," PakPao reached in his jacket. "I have prepared some nice stuff for our two friends."
The Linebacker produced a small plastic bag that contained some pills.
"What the fuck is that?" the Quarterback asked suspiciously, "Poison? You are not going to waste them, huh!?"
"Naahh, we don't want to finish 'em. It is a fuckin' strong aphrodisiac from Chinatown. I know a pharmacist who mixed it just to turn a man into a brainless sex machine." PakPao grinned slyly.
"...and why is that shit blue?"
"Well, I enhanced it by adding some ground Viagra," PakPao admitted, "it's always good to mix Chinese herbs with some modern add-ons."
"You see, the Farangs will try to take revenge, I believe that too. After we humiliated them by challenging their sexual prowess, I bet they will try to settle the score in the same way. You just have to administer the drug, orally or anally and bang, bang, bang! Those clumsy bulls will be down, roped and gelded before they know what is hitting them."
"But how ...?"
"Well, let's say I have a secret agent over there..." PakPao grinned.
"I can't fuckin' believe that shit. Those gooks are coming over for a rematch!" Josh Banner couldn't believe what the Coach had just told them. The burly Quarterback jammed his big fist against the tiled wall of the showers. His 6.4 ft., 220 lbs. beefy body was covered by lather. He snorted while he parted his melon-shaped butt cheeks and rinsed his ass crack with hot water.
"Fuck them all!" roared Duke Ennox the bigmouthed Linebacker lathering his 11-inch dick to a semi erection.
The other team members grinned, remembering the embarrassing spectacle their two star players had delivered in the Thai capital. Now, two years after having inflicted a humiliating thrashing on the Americans in Bangkok, the Thai football team was on their way to the US for a friendly rematch.
Later that evening at their favorite watering hole: "This time we will teach them a lesson they never forget," Duke said. He was sipping a beer sitting at their corner table.
"Yeah," Josh replied," I have a score to settle with that skinny Linebacker, ya know?!"
"And so do I with that sonofabitch Mongkut fag," Duke grumbled.
"I'll fuck that homo raw, I swear I'll have him scream for his fuckin' whore of a Mom to come for help." Josh said vengeful.
"You wanna fuckin' breed the faggots?" Duke asked perplexed," But we are men, no fucking ass-fuckers."
"Sure, man," Josh said," it's just to get even, just to settle the score."
The truth was that Josh couldn't get over the experience of gotten bred by PakPao in Bangkok. The Thai Linebacker had seeded him with his cum. In doing this he had established his rank as the alpha-male and Josh still felt the other man's seed burning in his entrails. Breeding the Asian was the only way he could get even. Sinking his manhood into the quivering ass-hole of a howling PakPao would re-establish his alpha position which Josh felt was rightfully his.
Duke, however, was far too straight and thoroughly homophobic. He hated the fucking `fruit flies' as he called gay men and engaging in any act of man-to-man sex was unthinkable to him. Yet, he sensed as well that his revenge on Mongkut the Thai Quarterback had to include an element of sexual conquest. So he came up with the idea to humiliate the Asian by having him fucked by someone else.
That `someone else' was Andrew, an exchange student from Malaysia who was openly gay. The football players usually made jokes about him, not to drop the soap while taking a shower while the nerdy Malaysian was around and so on.
At the next opportunity Duke cornered Andrew in the laundry room of the campus gym. The Malaysian was helping as a towel boy as he was too small to compete with the big American college athletes in any varsity activities.
Andrew Lee found himself hefted by his collar up the wall until he was at eye level with the 6.1 ft, 210 lbs. linebacker. Thick glasses magnified the Asian's wide opened terrified eyes.
"What do you want?," the lanky Malaysian was struggling in vain to escape from Duke's iron grip, "let me go, please!"
"Stop whining, `fruit fly'. I want to know everything about faggot life in Asia. And then you will do exactly as I say, otherwise I will rearrange your nice baby-face in a way your Mom will not recognize you anymore ..."
Then at the airport ...
The two college players were clad in their football jerseys over baggy cargo shorts and sneakers. Their baseball caps were cockily turned backwards.
The coaches sensed it would be best to offering the four athletes some time together to sort out the Bangkok mishap and so Mongkut and PakPao received a VIP treatment from their `colleagues' and were driven in Josh's Wrangler Jeep, while the rest of the Thai team took the bus organized by the campus.
Josh and Duke took their `friends' to some of their favorite hangouts and after some six-packs the awkward icy atmosphere thawed and there was even some laughter and chuckling to be heard from their table, when the young men exchanged some lewd jokes.
In the end it was way past midnight when the four football players returned to the campus.
"Fuck! If coach catches us we are in deep shit," PakPao frowned.
"Yeah, same here" Josh agreed. "Know what, you can crash at my place and tomorrow we show both up as good friends at the game. Our coaches are goin' to be so friggin' happy ..."
"And you can come with me, Mong, huh?" Duke asked slyly.
Although the Thais were suspicious, they had too much fear getting caught by their coach at that late hour. So they reluctantly accepted the invitation by the Americans.
On their way to the Linebacker's dorm, Duke and Mongkut passed by the campus gym.
"Hey, there is still light, quick I'll show you our gym," Duke Ennox pulled the Thai Quarterback to the door of the gym.
At that late hour the gym was deserted except Andrew was behind the counter folding towels and waiting as Duke had instructed.
Mongkut nodded at the other Asian receiving a shy smile from the nerdy Malaysian.
"Hey, you, make yourself useful and get us some sodas, will ya!?" Duke said.
"Sure," Andrew fetched some cans from the fridge and opened them.
"Nice equipment, huh?" Duke pointed at the exercise room to turn Mongkuts attention away from Andrew who slipped the drug into one of the cans.
The two athletes were discussing the pros and cons of the different weightlifting machines when Andrew approached with the sodas.
"Here you go," Andrew offered a can to Mongkut and shove the other into Duke's big hand.
"Cheers," Duke toasted and gulped the ice-cold drink. He could hardly avoid a grin when Mongkut emptied his can.
Then suddenly the lights seemed to dim and his view blurred. He shook his head and realized that Mongkut and Andrew were staring at him with curiosity.
When a wave of nausea hit him, Duke knew something was deadly wrong. He glared at Andrew.
"W-what did you d-do?" Duke was staggering as the Rohypnol numbed his nervous system. The 210 lbs. muscle-packed body was fighting the drug. Compared to the girls he had date-raped under the effects of the drug, Duke was a bull with a highly active metabolism. The knock-out effect of the drug made him dizzy and slightly disoriented, but it did not take him down and he was all too aware what Andrew had done.
"You, f-fuckin' treachchcherouuuus b-bastarrd," Duke babbled and lashed out at Andrew, but he was too slow and the small Malaysian managed to dodge the blow.
"Stoppp! ... Friggin' coward, I swear, I'll get ya for thisss," Duke was staggering after Andrew with heavy stomping steps, his arms swinging in wild blows. Mongkut watched the scene in disbelieving amusement.
Andrew watched another furious blow going wide amiss. Although any hit by the big football player could send him flying across the gym, he couldn't help, but he had to grin watching the staggering giant stoned by the very date-rape drug that he had used on so many chicks.
Andrew sensed he had an advantage and moved purposefully towards a mirrored wall keeping a low bench between himself and the charging giant. Duke was frustrated and furious that he couldn't get his hands on the grinning Malaysian, who had played him.
The drug was numbing his brain and his moves were entirely out of sync. He had totally forgotten about Mongkut and wanted nothingt else but to grab the Malaysian. Focusing all control that was left in him he charged again, taking a big step towards Andrew who stood apparently trapped with his back to a mirror.
"Yeaahhh-ooow! Fuck!" the triumphant roar turned into a surprised cry of pain when Andrew pushed the bench between Duke's staggering legs. The beefy body crashed face-down on the bench and lay stunned motionless for a few seconds and then the Linebacker went ballistic.
Roaring, with arms and legs struggling he tried to get up, but his moves were so disoriented that he slipped again and again and was clearly unable to get up from the bench.
Quickly Andrew grabbed a weightlifting belt from beneath the bench wrapped it under the bench around Duke's narrow waist, closed it behind the back and pulled it tight.
The flood of curses and expletives proved that the Linebacker was in predicament: He froze hearing the Malaysian, whispering into his ear: "Payback time, stud!"
"Fuck you! Get off me, you motherfuckin' bastard, or I swear I'm goin' ta fuckin' kill ya. You're so dead! Dead meat, damned treacherous fruit fly ... what are ya doin?
Andrew caught one of the jerking legs and pulled both the sneaker and low-cut sock in one go from the big foot of the cursing Linebacker. He hesitated for a moment, but then decided to leave the other shoe on for better effect.
Instead he reached beneath Duke's waist and unbuttoned the cargo shorts. He looked questioning at Mongkut, who shrugged indifferently.
"Shit! No! You can't do that!" Duke's ass-hugging, black Calvin's became exposed when Andrew pulled the shorts deftly down the trunk-like legs and over the ankles.
"Hands off!" another furious roar came from Duke when Andrew playfully squeezed the rounded orbs of his sexy mellon-shaped buttocks: "Nice ass!" Andrew mocked.
"Get off, I'm warning you!" Duke tried to reach back in a vain attempt to seize the Malaysian's hand.
"You want them off?" Andrew laughed, "Yes, Sir! Of course Sir! As you wish..."
All the swearing and struggling, that ensued now, was to no avail. Mongkut laughed loudly.
An instant later Duke was only clad in his Jersey and one sneaker. His movements had slowed down significantly as the drug, the ongoing struggling to get up and the cursing had eaten a lot from his strength.
For a moment he was resting, hollering and gasping for air. His gaze met Mongkut and it came all back, hitting him like truck that his foe was watching his humiliation. While this sank in and a new flood of curses was forming in his throat, the unimaginable happened.
"Yeeeoooowww!" Duke's heavy body reared up, lifting the bench form the ground, more of shock than out of the pain that was searing on his left butt cheek. He struggled to look over his shoulder and saw the devilish grinning Andrew swinging his big sneaker for another blow on the reddening Linebacker butt.
"Noo! Oww! Fuck! Aaaieeh!" cries of fury and pain in perfect synch with rhythmic slaps echoed through the gym. Sweat was forming in Duke's arm pits and under his chest and belly. He couldn't believe that the campus nerd was tanning his hide.
"I will stop this, once you apologize," Andrew interrupted the whacking.
"Never!"
The sneaker landed with a crack on the reddened butt.
"Son of a bitch! I will kill ya' I swear," Duke's face was as crimson as his butt. By now his body was drenched in sweat. The jersey was clinging to his chiseled form and he felt his stamina fading. But he continued to struggle and fired series after series of insults and curses at the Malaysian.
Andrew had enough and dropped the shoe.
"Too late, faggot! You are sooo dead ..." Duke moaned. "What the fuck are you doing now? No way! Nooo ... ummphhhh," Andrew had fetched one of the fluffy gym towels and wrapped it around Duke's head covering the gaping mouth, reducing the shouts to muffled grunts and moans.
The spanking went on and Andrew pursued his quest with sadistic efficiency. He changed the rhythm so that Duke was unable to prepare himself for the next blow. Again and again the demand for an apology and again and again Duke shook his head in defiance.
Although his butt was sore and hurt like hell he would never ever submit to the Malaysian fag and certainly not while Mongkut was watching. At least that was what Duke was thinking while howling his fury and pain into the saliva drenched towel, always forced to look into his own grimacing face that was looking back at him from the mirrored wall.
Then Andrew changed his tactics again. He straddled the bench between the Linebacker's legs and forced the big, strong-muscled thighs apart with his own. The football hunk's impressive set of balls appeared below the sweaty ass crack. Andrew's hand dug between the red buttocks, parted the quivering cheeks. The hunk's rosy, puckered hole was revealed and before Duke knew what hit him the sneaker smacked squarely onto his exposed asshole.
The athlete's grunts and muffled howls mixed with high-pitched moans.
Again the bench was lifted from the ground when the trapped rump reared up. For the first time since the spanking had started, tears appeared in the wide-open eyes. Every time Duke clenched his cheeks closed, Andrew wrenched them apart again. Blow after blow rained on the twitching pink puckered hole that opened and clenched in despair - but Duke stubbornly shook his head.
Only after a few errant blows hit the dangling nuts the fight was over. The big body shook spasmodically and a - despite the towel - banshee-like shriek left the sore throat.
Andrew stopped and waited; the sneaker hovering menacingly in midair and then the Linebacker's head nodded wearily. One, two, three times until it sagged exhausted onto the bench.
There was an awkward silence in the gym after the smacking and yelling had stopped and Andrew removed the gagging towel. Only gasps and coughing from the throat of the worn-out Linebacker were audible from time to time.
Duke felt a hand grabbing his tussled, sweaty hair and when his tired head was pulled up he looked straight into the glasses in front of Andrew's eyes.
"Say it!" the Malaysian demanded," say ... Sir, I am sorry for picking on you, I am a total jerk, I won't do it again, Sir."
A wave of nausea rushed through the college hunk. This was not happening. The effects of the drug were barely sensible, but that bloody nerd had beaten the shit out of him. He felt completely knackered His head slumped again but was heftily jerked upwards.
"Say it!"
"I ... I ... am s-sorry ..."
"That's not the way," Andrew pulled Duke's head into his neck and bitch-slapped the big jock.
"Ok, Ok - Sir, I'm sorry ..." Duke coughed, "for pickin' on you. I ... I am a ...a ..."
"Can't hear you!" Andrew sneered.
"I am a total jerk and I won't do it again ... Sir" Duke's face had turned beet-red from the utmost embarrassment and shame he was feeling. His eyes shut and his head sagged down on the bench and this time Andrew had mercy and allowed him to rest.
Duke had lost count of time, when his head was pulled up by his hair again. This time he looked at Mongkut, who had stripped off his clothes and was sitting naked in front of Duke's face, his half-erect cock just inches away from the American Linebacker's nose.
"You know, I kind of like you, Farang," the Thai Quarterback used the towel to wipe tears and sweat from Dukes cheeks," but your attitude needs some adjustment, don't you think?"
Duke came out from his stupor. He was instantly fully awake and sensed a flood of panic rising from within himself. It had taken him months to thrust the events in Bangkok to the back of his thoughts and to burry the humiliation deep in his memory. All of a sudden these memories were back again and as vivid as if it all had happened the day before.
"No man! I did apologize! I ..." Duke started to struggle again.
"But you did not apologize to me," Mongkut grinned and was already stroking his manhood to hardness.
"Oh shit! Cum on man! Not here, not in front of the nerd ... aaaiiiehh!" he yelled when the sneaker hit his soar buttocks again.
"Your promise was short-lived, big guy," Andrew said," I know what you did in Bangkok last summer, PakPao told me all, so may be there is a better way to win your respect than spanking you."
"Sure there is!" Mongkut laughed and started to pull Duke's Jersey off his tattooed shoulders and over his head.
"No, fuck you, both of you slit-eyed faggots," Duke hollered and tried again in vain to pull free, to kick at Andrew and to hit at Mongkut. But he couldn't get up. An instant later he was naked but for his left sneaker. Mongkut blocked all his feeble blows with ease and then grabbed Duke's wrists and looked at what Andrew was doing.
Alarmed Duke stopped struggling and tried to look over his shoulder.
"No! No way!" terror filled Duke's eyes when he saw that Andrew had discarded his clothes as well. But it happened already. The Malaysian drove his face right between the melon-shaped cheeks. The cleavage was rank from Duke's sweat. Andrew was slowly licking along the chute. He stopped from time to time and teased the puckered rosebud with the moist warm tip of his tongue, making Duke howl in shame and fury. But there was no escape. Mongkut held him tight.
Soon his pucker started to quiver. In reply to the gentle stimulations, the muscle relaxed. Without hesitation Andrew's tongue was probing into the opening hole. The sphincter reacted too late and closed firmly. The Linebacker's body stiffened and Duke uttered a short helpless shriek.
"Aaahh ... fuck!" he felt his dick responding. Knowing what Andrew was up to Duke tried to relax and to think about the most boring study groups he had ever attended - although he didn't attend too many.
But with Andrew's expert rimming, the big hunk soon was a goner. His body betrayed him as it had betrayed him in Bangkok. The hips started bucking in synch with the stimulations Andrew was inflicting on the sensitive area around the anal muscle.
"Oh yeah that feels sooooo good ...," Duke's eyes turned glassy.
"Well, well ... who would have thought this possible?" Mongkut sneered. "The mighty Duke Ennox, tongue-fucked by the campus nerd. Now what do you think of that, muscle boy?"
When the body rose Andrew reached under Duke's groin and pulled the rapidly hardening dick back between the legs. His finger was gliding agonizingly soft alongside the veined shaft. The Linebacker wriggled in lewd indulgence. His hands grasped the leather-covered bench and the muscles of his biceps were bulging. Andrew focused now on the mushroom head and teased the bloated mounds on both sides of the tight frenulum.
"Oh shit no! Oh fuck! Uhhhh ...,"
Andrew grinned knowingly. Now his finger wriggled through Duke's useless slippery rear defenses.
"No, not this! I am ... urrgh ... I can't ..."
"Yeah stud, let it go! Cum for me!" Andrew stopped stimulating the groaning hunk. He was holding the rock-hard dick in the palm of his hand while the tip of his index finger rested on Duke's pleasure spot.
As he had anticipated the oversexed jock reacted in frustration as the stimulations were withheld. Slowly the hips went into a bucking motion. The football player was now masturbating himself into the Malaysian's hand.
"Aaaahhh ... uuurghhh!
Duke's head jerked up, his eyes were clenched close and his face contorted. Deep guttural grunts rasped from his gaping mouth. He barely realized when Mongkut was feeding him a bluish pill. As he felt it on his tongue it was too late. Mongkut bowed down and pulled Duke's face into his. The Thai's tongue thrust deep inside the retching Linebacker's mouth and pushed the pill down his throat.
"Oh fuck! What did you give me?"
Already weakened from the effects of the date-rape drug and in the grip of the building climax, the hunky athlete slipped quickly into a lust-crazed stupor.
"Oh yes, man, pleeeze do me. I gotta have it ..."
"UUuummmphhhhh!" That was too much for the poor jock. Andrew felt his finger trapped as the sphincter closed like a vise around it. The swollen cock twitched in helpless rage and released a series of spurts of warm semen. The gooey slime trickled slowly to the edges of the bench's leather seat and dripped down to the floor.
Mongkut broke the kiss and gave the American some moments to catch his breath. He looked at Andrew:
"See, brother, that wasn't that difficult. Now let's turn the fucker ..."
Andrew undid the belt that had kept Duke in place. He knew it was not needed anymore.
The hunky Linebacker did not offer any resistance, when he was turned on his back, his legs placed on Andrew's shoulders.
"Now we're goin' to spit-roast you, Farang," Mongkut laughed when he saw the impish look on the American's face. He pulled Duke's chin down and fed him his dick. Inflamed by the devilish drug the Linebacker started to suck for all he was worth.
The Thai Quarterback massaged the meaty pecs and twisted the hunk's man tits, making Duke groan in pleasure. In the meantime Andrew had greased the hot sweaty ass crack with Duke's own cum. He watched in awe as the footballer's back arched in ecstatic agony when he drove his dick in one straight thrust into Duke's rectum.
"Wow, he is tight," Andrew gritted his teeth while bucking his hips.
"Yeah, I bet the boy hasn't been plugged since I did him in Bangkok," Mongkut said," now don't let him go limp. Grab his babymaker and pump him good!"
Andrew closed his palm around Duke's helpless wobbling shaft and began stroking it in synch with his hip thrusts.
"Ummmmmphh," Duke groaned. His legs stretched wide apart. He reached above his haed and guided Mongkut's hips intensifying the face-fuck he was receiving.
"Yeah, baby, that's it," Mongkut's breath quickened," you like that, huh?"
"I think the fucker is close," Andrew rasped hoarsely as he was getting close too," his ass is tightening up, oh fuck!"
"Then unload him! Oh shit! He makes me cum, too!" Mongkut's face contorted. His knees buckled as he reached the point of no return.
"Huuuh! ... Uuhhhh! Nng! ... Fuuuckkkk!" The hunky Thai collapsed on top of the Linebacker. His hot load gushed down Duke's throat. At the same instant Andrew felt the sphincter closing almost painfully around his dick. The throbbing dick in his hand released a huge spurt of white hot semen that splattered right into Mongkut's face. Actually a part of Duke's man juice found its way into the Quarterback's gasping mouth.
"Ahhhhh! Shhiiiiit!" Andrew couldn't hold back any longer and dumped his load into Duke's flexing ass. `I can't believe it! I am breeding the BMOC!' Andrew thought when he collapsed between Duke's wide-spread legs.
It took a while until the three men had gathered their senses. The air was rank with the smell of male sweat and raunchy sex.
"Forget what just happened!" Duke said meekly.
"Oh I remember your apology, and I remember you cuming in my hand," Andrew said," and finally I remember how it felt breeding y..."
"It doesn't count. You tricked me, drugged me," Duke interrupted in helpless defiance,"that ain't fair fighting."
The memory of what had just happened made him blush though.
Andrew looked at the Linebacker's blushed expression and he looked into his eyes but now with an air of new found confidence. He had topped the hunk. The big macho man who was able to bed any girl on campus had been conquered by him. He knew it and Duke knew it too, and Duke was it who looked away.
Later Andrew couldn't explain what hit him at that very moment. He wasn't even sure that it was him who said:
"Well, man if you are up to the competition, you can have a second chance, to redeem yourself in a fair fight."
"What do you mean?" Duke looked disbelieving at the smaller figure. That could not be serious. That little fag was challenging him?
"It will be a contest, familiar to you already," Andrew continued without breaking eye contact," A cockfight. Just you and me. If you win, all that happened today will be forgotten, I promise I will never mention it, not to you, not to anybody and I will tell Mongkut to do the same."
Duke's mind was racing. Could he trust the Malaysian? Well it was worth taking the chance. If Andrew wanted to tell what had happened he could always deny and there was no one who would believe that the small Asian had fucked the brawny Linebacker. If however, Andrew was honest, it would close the subject and Mongkut would be unable to brag about it too.
Finally it was a challenge and Duke was not used to dodge a challenge.
"OK, then, " Duke started.
"Wait, if I win you will be my bitch and their will be no renegotiating, no blabbering of unfair fight. Is that understood?" Andrew interrupted sternly.
"Me, your bitch?!" Duke felt he had to punch the little fellow straight in the face, but something in the confident way how Andrew was acting made him hesitate. Somehow there was a new found way of respect towards the Malaysian.
"If you are afraid ...," Andrew turned away, so that Duke couldn't see the devilish grin, he was unable to contain. He had made a competition and Duke would not be able to avoid it. It was a game that Andrew new very well and he knew he had a real chance to defeat the hunky athlete, who so far had little experience with gay men.
"Afraid? Me afraid of YOU?" Duke blurted disgusted. Just as Andrew had expected.
"Let's do this right now and here!" there was no holding back now for the athlete.
The two sat down on the bench where Duke had been fucked before.
"Get naked!" Andrew tested his new found confidence and smiled when Duke just kicked the remaining sneaker of his foot. The Asian facing the muscle-packed American made Duke put his muscular thighs on top of his lean ones. Then Andrew guided the Linebacker's big hand to his cock, grabbing simultaneously the big shaft that rose half-erect from Duke's groin. He took in the chiseled pecs with the protruding nipples, the defined six-pack abs and looking behind Duke he saw in the mirrored wall the black tribal tattoos covering the broad shoulders and the back of the football player. It was a dream date for the Malaysian.
He started to move his hand slowly down the meaty dick.
"The loser is who cums first," Andrew whispered.
Duke couldn't really believe that it was him, sitting buck-naked almost on the lap of the campus nerd and having a wanking contest. Nevertheless his hand started to knead the Asian's dick, which was definitely smaller then his, however, he had committed himself to make it spurt.
Spittle was dripping from Andrew's mouth while his hand was gliding up and down the hefty rod. Duke's dick was covered in a shining coat of saliva and although he had cum before it didn't take long to bring it back to life again. Duke's conquests told amazing stories about the Linebacker's stamina and his ability to cum throughout a night of hot lovemaking. Guessing from the still impressive set of balls dangling between the slightly elevated thighs, Andrew was sure that Duke was far from being spent.
His fingers played with the veins circling the shaft. His thumb flipped playfully over the piss slit and once he reached the mushroom head he closed thumb and index finger under the rim and twisted his hand in a circular motion.
"Hmmm..." an involuntary grunt left Duke's throat. The little fag was good, he had to admit that. It was time to get the little fucker hard.
Clumsily he stroke Andrews slowly hardening dick, but his skills were far from what his opponent was doing to him, who was now reaching for Duke's balls.
Andrew rolled the American's nuts in the palm of his left hand. His finger gingerly massaging the area between the sack and the anus until Duke instinctively rose his hips towards the Malaysian.
"You like that, huh?" Andrew taunted.
Duke's athletic body was trained to deliver top performance on the field as well as in the sack. It was not just a matter of raw muscle that made the top jock; it was a matter of instincts and reflexes. Modern football did not leave time for lengthy consideration. The Linebacker was conditioned to deliver without even having to think. Once certain reflexes were triggered instinct took over and he went on auto pilot.
By challenging the hunk, Andrew had switched the Linebacker in competition mode. Now he was expertly stimulating those zones of Duke's body that triggered optimum performance in the sack.
"Fuck you!" Duke replied hoarsely and tried to jack the dick in his hand faster.
Andrew grinned. The hoarse, rasping tone of the jock's voice indicated that the big guy was already horny as hell. Andrew leaned forward and licked a line of sweat that had formed in the mound between the massive pecs.
"W-what the fuck, are you doing?" Duke gasped as it dawned on him that this little Asian could indeed make him cum.
"Mmm. Relaxmmm," Andrew was munching the nipples, which responded instantly to the slick stimulation. He was kissing and licking the entire area of the pecs and then went down to lick the well-defined abs. When he realized that Duke had stopped stroking him he looked up.
The Linebacker looked down on him with a perplexed look of mixed lust and ... could it be ? ... even affection!
Never stopping kneading the rock-hard shaft Andrew reached around Duke's body and let his fingers glide up and down the hunks spine. First he had trouble reaching it, but when Duke's body hunched and his forehead sank on Andrews shoulder he managed to let his hands travel from the neck downwards until he arrived at the ass crack.
"Remember the first time you had sex," Andrew whispered in Duke's ear and Duke remembered.
He had been 15 but was looking 18 and a 19 years-old high-school senior had taken him home with her after a party. She had made him drunk and gave him some weed to smoke and had his way with the hunky boy who was already spending hours at the gym forming his body.
"And the many chicks you have laid, "Andrew continued luring the jock into a lewd mindset, " spring breaks, the back of your car ...", and the memories of his sexual exploits flooded the Linebacker's mind, flushing away all inhibitions.
"Yeah, I screwed them good," Duke started to rock forth and back and Andrew followed him, holding the hot body in a firm embrace. He inhaled the testosterone infused manly sweat of the football player who had longtime stopped to stimulate his dick. But that was fine with Andrew, He was getting hard anyway.
Duke felt he had never thrown a boner like now. His cock was on fire and his balls were aching for relief. He was startled that the little guy was able to get that much to him. Andrew was an expert in what he was doing and may be not such a nerd after all. A wave of sympathy rocked his body. It felt so good, so safe to rest in Andrews embrace.
Andrews skilled hands seemed to be everywhere. Duke felt fingertips caressing his loins. A simultaneous twist of his sensitive nipples elicited a guttural grunt followed by a lustful moan when his dickhead was held in a velvet grip.
The hunky football player got entangled in a net of sexual stimulations that the smaller Asian was weaving around his body.
"Stick your tongue out." Andrew cooed.
"Huh?" Duke looked with bleary eyes right into Andrew's face.
"Come on big guy, open up," Andy's fingers massaged his throat and than Duke's jaw sagged. His tongue pointed between his lips and was instantly caught by Andrew's mouth.
"Ummm ... mmm ..." Duke's tongue was sucked into the Malaysian's wonderful warm and slippery mouth, which closed over the surprised jock's one. Fighting for breath Duke felt Andrew's tongue battling his own and without hesitation responded to the kiss.
He was still indulging in the butterfly treatment Andrew's tongue was providing when his ass-hole was gently probed by a finger. The Linebacker made a feeble attempt to wriggle up from the bench, but when Andrew hit the sweet spot inside of him his knees turned to jelly and his body sagged.
Only his fuck-buddy Josh knew that Duke loved it to get finger-fucked by the chick he was screwing. Sweat was dripping from his armpits when the hunky football player capitulated in the arms of the campus nerd, he had made fun of for so many times.
Firmly clamped between a liplock and the probing finger up his ass, Duke was pushed towards the point of no return while Andrew's soft, warm palm was gently kneading his balls.
"Oouuhmmpphhh..." the big body shuddered in lustful agony.
Totally succumbing to the delicious sensations of the kiss Duke sensed a surge of arousal emanating from his tongue and throat crawling down to his groin. At the same time his stimulated prostate made his balls tingling and had them steadily moving towards the base of his dick.
It was only a matter of time until these two stimulations would meet and trigger the climax.
An all too familiar urge was pulsating now throughout his groins. The Linebacker knew he was close, but he couldn't care less. He was well-primed and he needed it badly now.
Andrew realized he had won. He was stroking agonizingly slow now, to delay the football star's imminent climax, knowing well that it would only intensify the experience.
"Ohhhh ...," Duke gasped, "that feels soooo good...don't stop man faster, jack me faster!"
"Do you want to cum?" Andrew asked.
"Yes - I wanna cum, uhhhh ... come on do me!
"First say, I am your little bitch and you are going to unload me," Andrew ordered.
"Uhhh ... I ... I am your `lil bitch and ... and you will unload me, oh shit oh fuck," Duke wailed.
"Say, I am your little bitch and you will fuck me," Andrew had to try this too.
"I am your little bitch and you will fuck me," Duke replied eagerly.
Andrew's hand traveled down Duke's spine for a final time. When he overwhelmed the throbbing dick with a few deftly strokes his finger thrust deep into the Linebacker's unsuspecting anus.
"Uhh ... shit ... you make me fuckin' cummmm,"Duke's eyes rolled backward into his head.
"Uuuuurghhh ... aarghhh ... ohhhhh," the hunk came so hard that both men fell from the bench.
"Did you like it?" Andrew asked wiping some drops of sweat from Duke's broad chest. Both men were resting side by side aside of the bench.
"Mmm ... I guess, " the Linebacker grinned.
"Guess?"
"I guess that was quite gay," Duke mocked.
"Ah, I see, " Andrew laughed," assume the position and let's fuck that fag-hating macho out of your system, baby!"
"For a nerd, ya' are talkin'quite dirty," Duke chuckled and went on all fours.
It was in the wee hours of the morning when the conversion of the faggot-hating college hunk to an affectionate lover-boy was complete. Andrew had turned out to be a total sex machine. He had cum once in Duke's mouth and twice in his ass. Duke had lost count how many times he had shot his load, but he never had experienced such an intense sex romp with a chick and he couldn't get enough of the lewd agony he was having in Andrew's arms.
The Malaysian was looking up in the reddened lust-contorted face of his former foe who was fucking him with frenetic thrusts. His legs were firmly cinched around the sexy narrow hips that attracted so many chicks. His hands were absent-minded playing with Duke's erect nipples.
Nothing would be the same after this night. He wondered whether the jock would come out or whether this would remain a closed affair, whatever, Andrew had no doubt that he had a thing going on with the football player.
Duke was exhausting himself to the limits of his now aching body. With a desperate focus and the assistance of Andrew's expert stimulations he had managed to get his mangled dick hard again. The last drops of his juices were gathering in the depleted nuts.
"Y-you are goin' to drain me, baby," Duke groaned through clenched teeth," I am loosing that final load, can't hold back, uhhrgh, oh Andy it f-feeeelss sooo good."
His body went stiff and collapsed in a heap on top of the Asian lean figure. His cheeks contracted spasmodically and with an animal-like roar Duke Ennox, Star Linebacker and Star Campus Stallion emptied his balls with the finger of the campus nerd up his ass.
Josh's dorm room smelled of dirty socks. Worn clothes, shoes and porn magazines were scattered all over the floor. A large king-size bed was covered with shabby crinkled bed sheets.
"I have to take a piss," Josh said on his way to the bathroom,"just make yourself comfy, - relax and feel at home."
The Thai looked around and wondered how to feel at home in that mess, but then PakPao's jaw dropped when Josh returned from the bathroom.
The Quarterback looked like a Tom of Finland character. Josh's chest was bare. He was clad in a black jock-strap and a pair of assless black leather chaps. He was wearing heavy motorcycle boots and a studded leather cap.
PakPao's eyes filled with dread at the sight of the black bullhide flogger with 30 tails which Josh held in a firm grip at the braided handle.
"W-what is this?" the Thai Linebacker went visibly pale.
"You and I have a score to settle," The American said menacingly.
Instinctively PakPao looked to the door.
"Don't even think about it," Josh said coldly," I would be all over you before you are half way to the door. And now strip!"
"W-what?" PakPao stammered in shock.
"Lose your fuckin' clothes, strip!" the flogger landed with a nasty thud in the palm of the Quarterback's left hand.
"You are a mad man!" PakPao yelled and started running towards the door.
He almost made it. Just before his hand could reach the handle, he felt a strong grip at the back of his neck. He was pulled back by his T-shirt and pushed around towards the big bed.
"No! Stop it! Help!," PakPao tried to escape from Josh's grip. There was a tearing sound and his T-shirt came apart.
"Fuck!" The Thai exclaimed.
"Strip ... or!" Josh roared at the bare-chested Linebacker and raised the flogger.
"Fuck you, Farang!" PakPao unbuckled his belt.
When the Linebacker was naked, Josh threw him a pack of what looked like leather straps.
"Put that on, faggot!"
Still in shock PakPao strapped himself into the black leather harness. It had two rings and an added metal bit in front and ended in a cock ring.
"Yeah atta boy," gleeful Josh heard the metal snaps locking.
"Not that, come on man..." PakPao held the cockring and looked pleadingly at the big football player.
"Yeeeoooww!" He didn't see it coming but the flogger landed with heavy thud on his back. The sting made him howl.
Quickly he pulled his dick and balls through the cockring. His shoulders were sagging when he looked at the US Quarterback.
"Good, you'll enjoy this!" Josh grinned when the Asian's genitals reacted to the tight confinement of the metal ring. PakPao blushed while his cock was pointing straight forward in a throbbing erection.
"Get down!" Josh commanded and pointed to the king-size bed.
Josh fetched a small bottle from the bedside desk and opened it. The acrid, fruity smell rising from the little vial gave him a kick.
"Poppers - extra strong," he grinned while climbing on top of the Thai. PakPao's hand was closed around a blue pill which he had quickly snatched from his pocket. 'Yeah come closer Farang, I'll get you' he thought. But then Josh trapped the writhing Asian under his heavy body, wrapped his muscular arm around the neck and forced the bottle under PakPao's flaring nostrils.
"UUhhhnggg ...," the overwhelming odor of the nitrites instantly dowsed the struggling Thai.
"Nooo...unnghhh." His body convulsed. The tanned legs flapped helpless. The pill rolled from his hand. Unable to defend himself he was turned on his back.
"It ain't over yet, baby," Josh sneered. He forced PakPao's head between his knees and pulled the red face into his groin. The manly smell of the Quarterback's moist crotch filled PakPao's nose and mouth, while he grabbed the American's flexing thighs in a futile attempt to push the heavy body away.
"Gottcha baby!" Josh hooted. Although PakPao's struggle grew weaker he did not release the coughing Linebacker from his crotch gag. PakPao felt the Quarterback's cock hardening against his face and he felt a calloused fist closing around his own boner.
"Yeah, I told ya you'd like it," Josh sneered. Unimpressed by PakPao's miserable groans and retching sounds he started to pump the Thai's penis.
The Quarterback looked down into the sweaty face, into the wide-opened glassy eyes showing disbelieve and having obvious difficulties to focus. The Thai Linebacker was now at his mercy, unable to muster any defense.
Josh released PakPao's head which slumped powerless back on to the mattress. He pulled his jockstrap down until the seam stretched under his nutsac. His fully erect 12 inch dick popped free and bobbed in front of the Asian's face.
The two men looked at each other. No words needed being exchanged. Slowly PakPao's lips parted.
"Yeah, suck that fuckin' dick," Josh grabbed PakPao's hair and pulled his head up again against his groin.
The Thai football player had no choice but to swallow the American's manhood. The constant pumping of his own cock and the lingering effects of the poppers were increasing his arousal. He started to suck the hefty cock in earnest. A shudder ran through the heavy body over him. He watched as the hunky American threw back his head.
"Yeah, man suck it," Josh grunted," that feels good ... uhhh."
Quickly his dick grew to its fullest size turning crimson red and oozing pre-cum that mixed with Asian saliva.
Josh released PakPao's head and moved back between the quivering thighs. He seized the Thai's legs at the calves and positioned them over his broad shoulders.
"Now you're getting fucked like you have never been fuck before, faggot," Josh didn't wait for PakPao to answer. He guided his swollen throbbing dick head between the melon-shaped butt cheeks of the Thai linebacker.
PakPao felt something hot poking against his sphincter. 'You pretend to be straight, Farang, but you want to fuck me - interesting', he thought and concentrated to relax his ring muscle.
Overcoming a slight resistance, Josh felt his dick finally sliding into the tight rear channel. He bent forward and rested his body weight on his hands on both sides of PakPao's head.
Only then did it occur to him that this was for the first time that he was fucking a guy's ass. Tentatively, he gyrated his hips right and left, and relished the tight grip on his erection. `Better than a pussy,` he thought when primal instincts kicked in and his hips started humping in a slow bucking rhythm.
"Like it?" PakPao whispered.
"Fuck man, you are tight," Josh grunted through clenched teeth. The tight ass that was sheathing his man meat was arousing him faster than any pussy he had been fucking ever. 'Damn' that can't be, I am fucking a guy, and it turns me on,' he thought in disbelief.
Without his doing his bucking accelerated. He was breathing faster and deeper.
"I am fucking you," he hollered.
"Yeah, ride it," PakPao gasped,"... harder!"
The Thai reached up and held Josh's hips gently. Seeing the confusion in the American's eyes, he knew he had to move slow. 'Take your time, Farang, soon you will enjoy it.' he thought. His hands moved up and down the sides of the Quarterback's hunched body. Softly caressing the hot sweaty skin.
"Fuck me man, fuck me hard!" PakPao groaned enjoying the hefty dick, moving inside of him afraid the college hunk could stop. He gave the flexing buttocks some encouraging slaps.
"Aaargh, fuck!" Josh replied with guttural grunts. He fucked the Thai with closed eyes. His mind was focused on the sizzling sensations that were spreading from his dickhead throughout his body.
PakPao seized the Americans head and pulled him down.
"Kiss me Farang," he cooed.
Immediately, he realized that he had gone too far. Josh opened his eyes and shook his head to clear his mind from his horny state.
"No!" he panted, "I am no fuckin' queer!"
He pulled his dick out and fell besides PakPao on the broad bed covering his eyes with his arm.
PakPao didn't allow him to rest, though. He sensed that he had a chance to seduce the American jock. He straddled the prone Quarterback and guided the still hard cock between his butt cheeks.
"What the fuck ...?" Josh gasped surprised. His back arched in reaction to the renewed stimulation of this dick.
"Relax," PakPao started to move his body up and down. He leaned forward letting the American feel his weight on his sculpted pecs.
"You like it, huh?" the Asian muttered, steadily accelerating his fuck ride.
"Fuck, nooo!" Josh lied, writhing in lust.
"Come on fuck me!" PakPao encouraged the stud.
Slowly Josh joined the rhythm of PakPao's pounding ride.
"Yeah, that's good, harder NOW!" PakPao hollered.
Soon, the two men were humping and bucking in perfect synchronization.
"Aaahhh..." PakPao moaned in ecstasy.
"Fuck, yeah!" Josh grunted.
PakPao squeezed the college hunk's protruding man tits deftly between his thumbs and index fingers.
"Uuurghhh, " Josh's eyes rolled back in their sockets. His body went riggid.
"No come on! Fuck, fuck , fuck!" PakPao didn't tolerate any rest now.
Josh's hips started again bucking up and down mechanically. His balls where aching now and he felt his cum churning.
"I ... I," he started.
"I know," PakPao bent down," kiss me Josh."
It was for the first time that the Thai had called the American by his name.
Josh's lips parted and PakPao slipped his wet tongue softly inside the opening mouth. The Quarterback pulled the Asian down into a passionate embrace. The two tongues, where jostling each other.
"Mmmmphhh ... I ... I am fuckin' cummminnn'" Josh grunted.
"Yeah, mmmph ... you ...mmph fuckin' cum ," PakPao moaned, feeling his own climax irrevocably approaching.
"Aaarghh ... uuuhhh ... huhhh... huhh!!!" Josh shot his wad. His body was bucking so wildly in the thrills of his thundering orgasm that PakPao was struggling to stay on top on the bouncing bronco as Josh's powerful thrusts sent him over the edge as well.
"Uuuuuhnggg ... oohhhh ... fuckkkk!" Without even being touched PakPao's dick shot stream after stream oh white cum across Josh's chest and into the Quarterback's contorted face.
The Thai collapsed over the sweaty body that was still shuddering in the aftermath of the climax. Softly his tongue started to clean the hot reddened cheeks from the dissolving globs of his own cum. Again and again his lips met with Josh's and only then did the dizzy college hunk realize that the other man was mouth feeding him with his jism.
"No! Get off!" Josh pushed the Thai away.
"I ... I'm no fuckin' queer," he rolled on his belly and tried to pull his exhausted body on his hands and knees.
"No, of course not," PakPao said in a low seductive voice,"you are all man and you fucked me like a man. Now you need to relax a bit."
PakPao grabbed Josh's ankles and before the dizzy Quarterback knew it, he was stripped of his boots. The Asian trapped one leg under his armpit and closed his lips over the sweaty toes.
"Mmmhhh," he sucked the salty toes one by one. His thumbs were digging into the acupressure point that was stimulating the stud's sex drive.
"What are you ... ooohhhhh," Josh groaned and dug his face into the mattress readily indulging in the new pleasant sensations. His fingers closed on the bed sheets
"Mmmhh ...mmhh ... mmhh," The Asian continued sucking, further ensnaring his hunky prey in a cocoon of lewd ecstasy.
Instinct told Josh to crawl away, to escape from the lustful entrapment. But PakPao caught the wriggling jock by the heavy leather belt encircling his narrow hips.
Suddenly Josh felt a hot face diving between his dimpled buttocks. A warm, slippery tongue thrust right through the unsuspecting sphincter.
"What the fuck? Nooo ... uunnghhh," Josh reared up, trying to hobble away from the unexpected attack on his ass. At the same time he enjoyed the strange sensation. The licking of his asshole sent thrills of lust through his body.
"Aaaaah ... gaawwddd, nnoooo," the groaning football player was bucking wildly, however, PakPao was holding on to the leather belt for dear life and continued eating out the helplessly flexing ass.
Ignoring the Quarterback's delirious protest, PakPao's tongue darted again and again into the puckered hole while he inhaled the big hunk's ass scent.
"No way!" Josh protested, when PakPao tried probing his ass with his finger.
Seducing the straight college athlete to gay sex was one thing, topping the muscular American was different. Holding on to Josh's strong neck PakPao drove his finger between the Quarterback's buttocks. The American started to struggle and PakPao felt the stronger man slipping away from his control. Although his finger was almost inside the puckered hole he found it impossible to penetrate the tightly closed ass ring. Josh clenched his muscular butt cheeks hard, preventing any penetration.
Desperately wrestling with the bigger man, PakPao's, eyes fell on the bottle that Josh had left on the bedside desk.
"You're not going to finger my fuckin' ass!" Josh shouted and wrenched PakPao's arm away from his throat. The Asian released his grip, making Josh believe that he had given up his plan. When Josh relaxed PakPao was upon him an instant, and this time he held the bottle under one of the hunk's nostrils while closing the other nostril with one finger.
"Wha... ahh ... nnnnoooo," Josh groaned deeply inhaling the nitrites.
He was still struggling with the acrid smell when the bottle was changed to the other nostril and the finger poked inside the other.
"Uuuuuhhhhhh," the Quarterback took another deep breath.
It took a few seconds and then Josh felt a heat wave rushing through his body. His head somehow seemed to swell and a rush like the sound of a raging river was roaring in his ears.
"Oohhhhh...", the big body slouched into PakPao's arms.
The Thai Linebacker closed Josh's half-open mouth with a soft, moist kiss.
"Mmmhhh...," Josh groaned while his tongue played with PakPao's.
Without breaking the kiss the Linebacker was playing with Josh's nipples. When the American's hands feebly tried to push PakPao's hands away, The Thai caught one of the wrists and pushed the hand down across the six-pack between the beefy thighs.
Before Josh knew what was going on he found his own finger playing with his hole and this time the sphincter opened up without resistance.
PakPao kneeled aside of Josh's head and while he made sure the Quarterback was finger-fucking himself he let his dick slip between the college hunk's lips. By now Josh was gone so far that he offered no resistance and sucked the Thai dick right away. PakPao seized Josh's throbbing dick and while he was humping the Quarterback's face with slow but dynamic thrusts he kept the American cock as hard as a rock. After a while Josh pushed PakPao's hand away and started stroking himself.
"Uhhmmm ..." he was in heaven. PakPao looked down on the writhing heap of muscle that was stroking and finger-fucking himself while sucking on some Asian dick. He decided the American was ready. Reluctantly he pulled his dick from Josh's mouth and fed another load of poppers to the Quarterback's nose.
The Linebacker had by now positioned himself ready for the kill, Josh's legs resting high on his shoulders and PakPao guided his throbbing erection between the slippery buttocks.
"Yes Baby," PakPao felt the ring muscle relax. The sphincter didn't offer any resistance and it took only one thrust to bury his man-meat deep inside Josh's ass.
"Fuck! Aaawwwww!," the speared American howled, but instead of struggling, his back arched under the smaller Asian's body.
"Yeah baby, fuck, fuck, fuck baby!" The Linebacker was pounding the hell out of the beefy tight Quarterback ass.
"Aaargh!!!" To his shock and surprise Josh found himself responding to PakPao's thrusts. His hips were joining the fuck rhythm dictated the Thai, who seemed to know all the right buttons to push to keep the college stud going.
PakPao released the narrow hips, and his hands traveled along the sides of Josh's body. Finally, he caressed the sweaty tattooed back of the hunk, who was now rocking and grunting under him like a bull in heat, fully enthralled in sex and the lust.
"Oh yeah, that feels so good," Josh hollered,"go on faster, man, do me harder! Yeahhhhh!"
Outside in the corridor of the dorm, some of his teammates heard the unmistakable noise of fucking.
"Josh is having the time of his life," Brett the Fullback grinned lewdly to his buddy," I wonder, who the lucky chick is."
"Fuck, uuuhhhrghh ... Mmmh," Josh kissed the Linebacker in a feverish embrace. PakPao had closed his hand around the American's dick and was simultaneously fucking and milking the groaning hunk.
`Fuck the motherfucker is turning me into his fuckin' bitch,' Josh thought.
"You are cumin' ..." PakPao gasped, when the ass ring tightened around his thrusting manhood," ... and you make me fuckin' cummmm."
A shudder ran through the Thai's sinewy body that was now slippery from sweat as well. Josh's grunts and overwhelmed reactions affected the horny Asian too. Faster than he had expected another climax approached.
"Slow down man!" PakPao wanted to last longer. His fingers closed tightly over the pulsing mushroom head. But Josh was now unstoppable. His hips were the wriggling and gyrating. The stimulations on PakPao's cock became unbearable.
"Ohhh..fuck...uuhhh..yeahhh," Josh's man juice was oozing through PakPao's fingers and that did it.
PakPao couldn't hold back any longer. His back arched, and he rammed his man meat as deep inside the hot, wet chute as it would go.
"Oh shiiittt," he howled through clenched teeth, while his jism impregnated the bowels of the big man on campus.
Before the two men orgy went on PakPao stripped Josh from his chaps. Then he assumed a doggy position, offering his ass to the confused looking American.
The buck-naked hunk was in a daze. He found himself humping, the kneeling Asian like a mad man. His mind screamed 'Nooo!' , but he was unable to stop himself. His body had entirely succumbed to PakPao's intricate stimulations. He rode the Thai doggy style as if he had done it all his life. Josh's sexual orientation had taken a drastic turn. When PakPao turned his head and ordered him to kiss, he didn't hesitate and closed his lips on the inviting of open mouth of his fuck buddy.
"Nnghhh...ummghh," groaning and moaning the Quarterback kissed the Linebacker, while another gooey load was milked from his aching nuts.
It was in the wee hours of the morning after the two men had rested exhausted for a while, when PakPao went for the kill.
"Show me your pussy, bitch!" he grinned.
"Take it you horny fucker," Josh grinned back and pulled his right leg up by his knee.
PakPao hunched down and started licking the exposed cum seeping asshole.
"Ohhh..shiiittt," Josh arched his back and couldn't believe to see his deflated baby maker rising again to a proud erection.
Like a wild predator PakPao attacked the already overstimulated dick and swallowed it into his mouth. During the following suck session Josh could only utter helpless guttural grunts and whimpers. His head was rocking from side to side, while PakPao was sucking his nuts empty refusing to let even a tiny drop of cum going to waste.
He was received with a warm embrace of strong arms when he snuggled up to Josh's broad chest.
"Mmmhhh ..." Josh groand tasting his own man juice that was fed into his mouth.
"You know ...?" PakPao asked avoiding to look into Josh's eyes.
"What?"
"I'd never thought I'd say that, but I think I have a crush on you," and now the Asian blushed.
"You think, you have a crush on me?" Josh frowned but his eyes were sparkling.
"Yeah ... well ... hmmm ..."
"Then I reckon I have to give you some assurance Baby," Josh laughed and pulled his body on top of the surprised Thai.
"You!? Again? Impossible!," PakPao gasped when his legs were hoisted on Josh's shoulders.
"Surprise!" Josh grinned and silenced the Asian with a kiss of passion.
The end
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