Date: Wed, 02 Jun 2004 20:30:14 +0000 From: Sam M Subject: Hold My Calls - Part 3 (M/M/M/M - oral, anal) This is a story of male to male sex involving adults. If you don't like this stuff, do not read on. If you're a minor, this is not for you. If you like this stuff and you're over 18, I hope you enjoy it. The orgasm was one of the most intense I had ever experienced. I lay back panting, dripping in my own cum. Tim slowly eased the dildo out of my hole. After it was removed, I felt it had expanded three times. Yet, there was no pain, just an empty feeling. Tim lowered his mouth unto mine and we kissed deeply. He ran his hand along my chest, smearing the cum, mixed with sweat, all over me. He stopped and raised his hand to my face. I opened my mouth and licked his fingers, tasting my cum on them. After I had finished, he handed me a bottle of water. I raised myself on one elbow and drank deeply. I could see the other two holding each other, softly making out. It was good to see such two masculine man in such a warm, sensual embrace. After I drank my fill, I turned back to Tim. He had his back to the other two, but was close enough to them to touch. With his back rubbing up against them, we began making out again. I kissed him and pinched his nipple. He moaned, so I figured that was something he wanted more of. I moved my mouth to his chest and bit the end of his nipple and pulled my head back, stretching it from his hairy chest. He breathed deeply and tossed his head back. I moved to the other nipple and did the same. My efforts were havingthe desired effect. It was like there was a direct line between his nipples and his dick. I could see his chest heave and his cock swell. I alternated between his nipples and slowly stroked his stiffening rod. His breaths were coming quicker and I knew he had recovered from the earlier fuck. Suddenly, he pushed me down. He appeared almost possessed as he quickly straddled my chest. Before I could even react, he stuffed his cock in my mouth. He pushed in half way and pulled back, bit then shoved further in. He started fucking my face and grunting. I didn't mind at all. As I lay there, I could feel my legs being spread. Cold lube dripped onto my hole, but considering how hard I had been fucked earlier, there really was no need. I could feel my hole being violated once more as someone's cock eased into me, again. I lay flat on my back, with one man on my chest fucking my mouth and another with my legs in the air, exploring the deep recesses of my hole. Both men grunted as they used my body for their pleasure. While I had cum just 30 minutes earlier, I could feel my own cock start to stir. Tim started fucking my mouth faster. I tried as best as I could to use my tounge, to feel every ridge on his cock and explore his piss hole. His movements became erratic, the pumping less rhythmic. I knew he was going to fill my mouth soon. Suddenly, he grabbed the sides of my head with his powerful hands and pushed his cock deep into my throat, holding it there. I tried as best I could my gagging, then I felt his cock pulse and send a load of sweet cum spurting down my throat. Tim let out a guttural cry as he came. He held it there for a bit, but then pulled off. I coughed and myy thrat felt raw. But there was little time to think about it, as my legs were lifted to the shoulders of the man who was fucking me. He was slamming his cock into me. Tom's dick dribbled his cum down my face as I focused on the assault of my tender hole. Now I could hear it was Pete, as he shouted at me, "Take that cock, cocksucker. Yeah, feel it fuck you!" I wanted to really get him going, so I replied, "Yeah. C'mon, fuck that hole. Give me that cock. Fuck me!" Apparanetly, that had the desired effect, as he really started pumping. His efforts became less rhythmic, but more powerful, until he screamed and shoved deep into me. "Oh, fucker. Motherfucker," he kept repeating as he came. Eventually, both men collapsed on me and I could smell their sex and sweat all mingled into one terrifically sensuous aroma. Yahoo Messenger ID: swim_43