Date: Sat, 12 Jan 2019 17:48:01 -0500
From: Elliott Patterson <elliottpatterson02@gmail.com>
Subject: Thanks, Buddy chapter 1

This is a fictional story about the musical act The Chainsmokers and does
not intend to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities
mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives.

Sexual activity, including kink, between consenting adults is depicted. If
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live, please stop reading now.

This story is the work of the author and should not be copied or posted
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CHAPTER 1: Lexi

Drew stretched out on the king bed in his suite, barely able to enjoy the
panorama of the stunning Hong Kong skyline twinkling through the
windows. He didn't bother to take off his sneakers, filthy from the stage,
as he curled up on the plush thousand thread count comforter. He knew he
should shower the stink of 2 hours of performing off him, but he felt dead
to the world.

Every Chainsmokers show fully took it out of him, but now that he was
singing live for so many songs, it was even worse. Drew knew one of these
days he'd lose his voice and they'd have to cancel, or worse, lip sync.

There was a soft knock at the door. Drew's heart dropped.

'Oh, come on,' he thought. 'Not tonight. I'm so tired. Please not tonight.'

Still, he could feel some stretching in the lap of his skinny jeans.

'Well, maybe...'

"Come in," he managed to croak out softly, not even turning over to see who
entered.

A knock again, more insistent this time. Drew groaned and rolled out of
bed, bounding like a puppy into the living room and yelling out as he
approached the suite's double doors.

"Fuck! Alex, dude, I told you you should text firs--"

"Room service, sir." A petite Chinese woman stood at the door behind a
serving cart piled with covered plates. She wheeled the cart into the room
and began uncovering plates and moving them to the dining table, revealing
what looked like the entire McDonald's menu, as well as a bottle of Don
Julio and a 6 pack of Heineken.

"I didn't order any of this," Drew said, exhausted and confused, but
suddenly ravenous.

The porter finished her work by moving a vase of flowers onto the table and
pointed to an envelope set within the bouquet. With that, she wheeled the
cart back out of the room and shut the door without another word.

Drew cracked open a beer and took a big swig before he dug into a handful
of salty fries. He picked the note out of the flowers and regarded it
briefly before opening it. There was no name, and whoever sent it had only
sealed the very tip.

He pulled out the card and saw only 3 short lines in a handwriting he'd
know anywhere:

You're gonna need your energy.  1am.  Bring the tequila.


---


It hadn't always been like this. At first, they didn't even known each
other. Drew was 22 and interning at Interscope when Alpert introduced him
to Alex to try a collab.

And they hit it off immediately.

Alex was gregarious and maybe a little too wild, eager to get away from his
job as a art gallery receptionist, that common tale of a talented DJ
without a clear path. Drew was drawn to him immediately -- his warmth and
encouragement, his enthusiasm, the way he was so open to listening to the
crazy musical ideas a kid five years younger than him (a lot at that age!)
brought to their sessions. In many ways they were complementary: the
preppy-punk Syracuse grad moving to the big city to pursue his EDM dreams
and the Manhattan hipster non-frat frat bro who just wanted to make it big
as a DJ.

Somehow, it worked.

Drew began to think of Alex as his crazy big brother. He introduced Drew to
the pleasures of living in New York. A few working sessions turned into a
continuous hang out, which in Alex's world meant constant partying --
drinking, drugs, and above all, chasing pussy.

Drew was always a good looking guy: the lean soccer body, the smile, the
eyebrows, that hair. He'd never had problems getting girls. He'd gotten his
first blowjob at 13, lost his virginity at 15 to a girl he'd briefly dated,
and spent the rest of high school and college collecting notches on his
bedpost. He loved sex, but he was pretty sure he wasn't really cut out to
be a player. Drew was a horny dude, that's for sure, and he loved to get
wild and try new things, but he knew he ultimately wanted a girlfriend. A
hot girlfriend who'd do all sorts of crazy shit in the sack, but a
girlfriend to devote himself to nonetheless.

Alex, though: Alex was your archetypal horndog. No, he redefined the
word. He hardly ever didn't have a girlfriend -- and he was hardly ever not
cheating on her. Alex was like a teenager going through puberty all the
time with his constant need to get off, in every way possible, as often as
possible.

It was when they met Priyanka Chopra to produce a song for the Bollywood
starlet that Drew first began to realize the true extent of Alex's libido.

"Dude, that Priya chick is hot as fuck," Alex said, flopping down on the
couch after the first studio session was over.

"Priyanka," Drew reminded him.

"Whatever. If she weren't so full of herself I'd love to feed her a fat
nut." Alex grabbed a handful of his package, which Drew noticed was ample.

"Whatever, dude. I doubt she's ever sucked a dick in her whole princess
life."

"Bro. Bro, bro, bro." Alex stood up and grabbed Drew's shoulder, fixing him
with the most serious look he'd ever seen from the normally affable
guy. "It's always the people you least expect that give the *craaaziest*
head."

Drew gulped.

"Anyway," Alex broke into a big grin, "I'm wrecked, gonna hit the sack. You
ready?"

"Nah, I'm gonna work on this track some more."

"Cool. You're a champ. Peace."

Alex left the studio and Drew sat down to work. After a few minutes of
tinkering in Ableton and finishing his last beer, he realized he wasn't
gonna get much done, so he grabbed his coat and laptop and got ready to
head out. They'd been drinking for a while though, and the beer was doing
its job, so on the way out he stopped at the studio's small unisex bathroom
to take a leak.

He opened the door and stumbled in, only to see Alex standing in front of
the sink with his pants unbuckled and boxer briefs pulled down past his
nuts, fisting what must have been at least a 9 and half inches of thick,
rock hard cock. Alex didn't notice Drew at first because at that very
moment he had leaned down to spit a loogie onto his dick for added lube,
but as he looked up he saw Drew's face in the mirror, jaw on the floor, and
gave him a cocky half smile.

"Sorry dude," Alex winked. "Couldn't wait."

Drew was paralyzed. He couldn't break eye contact with Alex, who pumped a
few more times before screwing up his eyes, throwing his head back, and
letting out a low guttural groan of "fuuuuuuuuuuck." Drew watched as Alex's
dick pulsed over and over, spewing a huge white load all over the
mirror. It looked, in the reflection, like he himself was painted in Alex's
cum.

Catching himself, Drew turned on a heel and rushed out, boner pressing
painfully into his jeans.

Had he ever been so hard?


---


Drew ate half a Big Mac and some fries, but knew he shouldn't eat too
much. Still, he downed 3 beers in the 30 minutes remaining.

Just before 1, he threw on a pair of black joggers and an old Adidas
t-shirt and checked his hair in the mirror. Perfectly disheveled, as
always. He grabbed his room key and the tequila on the way out and made the
long walk across the hall and 2 doors down to Alex's room. As he was about
to knock, the door opened and Alpert came out.

"Yo, Mountain Drew! What's up my man, thought you hit it."

From where he was standing in the doorway, Drew could see that Alex was
sprawled out on the couch with his feet up on one of the armrests, but he
couldn't quite see his face. It didn't matter -- this wasn't his first
rodeo and he knew what to say.

"Yeah, gonna very soon Adam, wiped. Came by to talk about the set list for
Singapore and hopefully take over the Insta. Alex has been posting some
wack shit today."

Their manager chuckled. "The kids eat it up though, bro. I was just
dropping off, gave Alex a new indica cartridge and some edibles. You need
anything?"

"All good, man. Won't have trouble sleeping tonight."

"DREW!" Alex screeched from inside. "Get in here!"

Drew and Alpert shared an eye roll.

"Alright bro, night." Alpert said. He glanced down at the Don Julio in
Drew's hand. "Flight's not til 4 tomorrow, so you can sleep in."

"Night bud." Drew gave him a bro hug and let the door shut behind him,
locking the deadbolt.

Drew made his way into the suite and felt a little disorientation -- it was
a mirror image of his. He found Alex lying on a couch, head on the pillow
and feet on an armrest, fiddling with a vape pen. A Chinese game show
played on the flat screen at low volume.

Alex hadn't changed out of his stage clothes, or showered. He wore a light
grey Champion t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up a couple times and dark
jeans. He'd kicked off his sneakers to reveal red Supreme socks. Drew could
see pit stains under his arms.

"Hey bro," Drew said, and went to sit on the other couch.

"Hey, *bro*," Alex gave him a mischievous grin, and nodded toward the
armchair by his feet. "Sit."

Drew sighed and made his way to the chair. He set the tequila down on the
coffee table, which was littered with beer bottles. (Uh oh.)

"Great show tonight. You were on fire. Why don't you pour us some shots to
celebrate?" Alex said, indicating the lowballs on the table. Drew cracked
the Don Julio bottle and poured out a measure of tequila into two
glasses. He offered one to Alex, who seemed engrossed in his phone.

"Take yours," Alex said, briefly looking up and holding Drew's gaze.

He threw back the shot.

They say tequila, out of all liquors, is an upper. They're probably wrong,
but both boys knew that tequila spelled trouble for Drew. Usually the good
kind.

He got up to offer Alex his shot, but the older Chainsmoker shook his head,
still staring at his phone.

"You take mine, bud."

Drew considered the glass, into which he'd intentionally poured a hefty
amount, and thought about demurring. But as he looked up he saw that Alex
had slid one hand down the front of his jeans and seemed to be lightly
groping himself.

Drew threw back the other shot.

Alex smiled slyly and tossed his phone on the coffee table. He took the
hand not in his pants and rooted around in his front jeans pocket.

"I almost forgot. I got you a present."

He pulled out a small brown bottle of poppers. Drew was focused on the
bottle, and the hand he couldn't see, and what it was holding, but he tore
his gaze away and looked up at Alex's face. Messy ruffled hair, 3 day
stubble, and a huge shit-eating grin.

"I told you we're gonna have some fun, bro. I'm gonna use you all the ways
you love. We've got all night." He winked. He actually fucking winked.

Drew let out a small nervous chuckle. "Alex, I--"

"Start with my feet."

Gulp.


--


They never explicitly talked about the incident in the studio bathroom, but
afterward Alex ratcheted the sex talk up to an 11. Hardly a day went by
that he didn't tell Drew about something involving his dick. They'd be on
stage and Alex would point out girls he wanted to bang. Or girls he had
banged. Or girls whose mouths he'd banged.

Or they'd be drinking with the boys and Alex would get a text from his
girlfriend of the moment and head out, not before telling them he was gonna
try and get it up her ass tonight. Then he'd text Drew just two emojis
later: a peach and a thumbs up.

Or when they were on the road, he'd give Drew real time updates on his jerk
off habits.

So hungover Just had to nut twice Hotel sheets ruined lol

or

Running late gotta shit and shoot you know the deal

or

Remember that redhead in Vegas? Drained my babies in the gym shower
thinking about her tits.

or

B dwonstrars 10mnis. Sry typng w 1 nnd

None of which is to say Drew minded. He was horny a lot too, and felt
enough of a friendly rivalry with Alex to respond to the sex talk in
kind. Drew never had to try as hard as Alex to get laid -- he's prettier
and less of a douchebag, so girls would approach him. And the type of bold
girls who approached a guy like Drew at the club tended to be the kind of
girls who'd do crazy shit, like blow you backstage. Or let you fuck them
raw in a hot tub. Or bring their sorority sister with them back to your
hotel for a double suckjob that somehow turned into a suckjob and your
first rimjob and only got crazier from there.

(That was the redhead in Vegas, btw.)

Drew would tell Alex about that shit, yeah. But he could jerk off (which he
did plenty) without letting anyone else know.

They were in LA when the lines got, let's say, blurred. At first it was
typical Chainsmokers shit: a gig, an afterparty in the green room, then a
bar, then someone's house, Rory jumping fully clothed (for him: jeans and
Vans) into the pool, then another house for more drinks. Someone had molly,
so why not? Drew was feeling good, shooting the shit, flirting with this
Asian chick Maggie from the record label a little, nothing serious, when
out of nowhere Alex put a conspiratorial arm around his shoulder and
steered him into the kitchen. He had found that when Alex was drunk, it's
usually best to go along with him, at least at first. He's not mean, but he
is...persistent.

"Bro, look," he whispered in Drew's ear, pointing toward a group of girls
chatting by the fire pit. "See that girl in the blue dress?"

"Yeah, what about her?" Drew asked. She was hot, that's for sure, but in
the sea of hot LA girls she wasn't worth this level of tete-a-tete.

Alex fumbled with his phone as he yammered on. "Okay so her name's Lexi, I
know her from New York, she used to be roommates with that girl Lauren with
the dog, but they're not friends anymore, and I just remembered 2 important
things. One, she told me she thought it would be hot to get fucked by both
Chainsmokers, and two..."

Alex put his phone right in Drew's face, an image from his camera roll
pulled up. It was a close up of Lexi, all right, the same girl as the one
across the room, but in a very different state of cleanliness. She was
smiling, but her eyes were shut tight, because all over her face was a
huge, huge load of white cum, and in the foreground, what was unmistakably
the swollen mushroom head of Alex's hard cock.

Alex's cock.

The same cock he'd seen shoot all over that mirror.

It took Drew a second to recover, and when he looked up Alex had a big
smirk on his face, eyebrows raised as if asking a question.

"What?" Drew didn't really have words.

"You wanna?"

"Wanna what?"

Alex rolled his eyes dramatically. "Spitroast this chick, man! How sick
would that be?"

"I don't know, Alex, that's--"

"C'mon, it would be so fun. She's freaky as fuck. That pic's nothing
compared to what we did." Alex gave Drew's shoulders a brotherly rub. "And
you're my bud, you work so hard, I want you to have fun too."

Drew bit his lip. Alex was laying it on thick, he knew that, but something
about the picture and the way Alex was giving him the most intense stare
down made something stir downstairs. Drew adjusted himself subtly. Alex
looked down, grinned, and they were off to the races.

The night was a blur, and afterward Drew could only string together bits
and pieces. But what sexy and surprising pieces they turned out to be.

First, the car. He didn't remember so much as talking to Lexi, but suddenly
the three of them were in the far backseat of an Escalade heading back to
the Standard. Lexi had her tongue down Drew's throat and her hands in his
hair -- girls love to play with his hair -- and he couldn't keep his hands
off her either. She had great tits, not huge but soft and perky. He went to
nibble her ear and realized Alex was at her other ear, whispering in a
husky voice.

"Fuck yeah. This is so hot. Can't wait to get my dick in you again."

Drew almost giggled at his buddy's attempt at sexy talk. As he reached down
to grab Lexi's ass and pull her in closer, his arm got tangled with
Alex's. Which was reaching up her dress obscenely. Fuck.

Then, the hotel elevator. It all happened in about 60 seconds. Alex had
pulled Lexi in tight, sucking face like he was trying to swallow her. Drew
had seen Alex make out with plenty of girls, but there was something
incredibly sexy about seeing it so close, just the three of them in a quiet
elevator, the only sounds the wet smacking of their mouths and Lexi's
little moans.

Drew wasn't really sure what to do with himself. He was rock hard but they
seemed occupied. Then Alex came up for air and saw Drew standing alone, and
he walked himself and Lexi forward until they had Drew sandwiched against
the wall. Lexi's ass ground into Drew's crotch in the hottest circular
motion. He noticed a small tattoo on her shoulder, and nibbled at it. When
he grabbed her hips he found Alex's hands already there, guiding
her. Alex's hips grinding into hers, into Drew's. Alex's hips grinding into
Drew.

Finally, the hotel room. A king bed. Snacks and mini-bar bottles scattered
on the desk. A pile of Alex's clothes on the floor. For some reason, Drew
had thought they were going to his identical room, and the slight
differences threw him for a loop. He found his t-shirt being stripped off
before he was thrown back on the bed and straddled by Lexi, who went in for
another round of making out. Drew was only too happy to oblige, squeezing
his eyes shut, grabbing her ass, and fucking his jeans-clad dick up into
her.

He felt the weight shift on the bed and turned his head to see Alex lying
next to him, propped on one elbow, eyes lidded heavily and a grin on his
face. He'd also lost his shirt at some point. He had his hand in her hair,
playing with it idly, and otherwise seemed content to let Drew and Lexi go
at it. Then Drew felt him lean in close to her ear, so that he could feel
Alex's breath and the heat of it.

"Why don't you show Drew what you showed me you could do last time?" Alex
whispered heavily.

"Okay." She looked to Alex like it was a challenge, then gave Drew a look
that could only be described as *hunger*, before sliding down toward the
end of the bed, kissing his pecs and tight abs as she went. She grabbed his
belt and unbuckled it, kissing his happy trail where it met the waistband
of his Calvins. Drew was mesmerized with horniness as she pulled down his
jeans and began to mouth his throbbing dick through the tight black boxer
briefs. After a minute of this, she pulled them down and released his dick
to slap against his abs, but only for a brief moment before she swallowed
his 7.5 inches whole.

His dick. The entire thing.

"Fuck!" Drew gasped, seeing stars, when he heard a chuckle to his right. He
was broken from his reverie by the sight of a grinning Alex. For a minute,
he didn't know what to do: he glanced from the girl impaling her mouth on
his dick, to his friend and bandmate, and back again. He was so flustered
he'd crunched up his stomach and held his hands in mid-air, unsure what to
do with himself, overwhelmed by the sensations and scene.

"Relax, bro," Alex said, taking Drew's wrist and placing his hand on the
top of her head. "She's the best. No gag reflex." He winked.

Drew's dick somehow got even harder in her mouth.

This was definitely a top 5 blowjob, maybe top 3. Nothing compares to the
first time you get your dick in someone's mouth, even if Lauren McElroy
didn't know what she was doing in the rec room of her parent's Vinalhaven
house. And there was that Russian girl in the 1OAK bathroom who stuck a
finger up his ass at just the right moment, but she was probably a pro.

No, something about this was the best head ever.

Lexi sucked Drew for a while, using every technique known to man. Deep and
long, shallow and fast, licking the head, a hand on his balls, both balls
in her mouth, stroking his shaft, rubbing his taint. She seemed to home in
on exactly how he liked it. Out of the corner of his eye, Drew could see
Alex lose his jeans and whip out his own fat cock, standing at attention.

"All right buddy, don't be selfish," Alex said as he scooted up the bed to
lay against the pillows. He grabbed the base of his dick and wagged it at
them. "My turn."

Lexi released Drew and crawled over to Alex, giving him the same treatment,
straight down to the pubes. 'This girl is talented,' Drew thought. Not
knowing what to do, he laid on his side and stroked himself, slick with
Lexi's spit. Alex had a hand in Lexi's hair, guiding her up and down his
pole, but he cocked his head, patted next to him, and told Drew to join
him.

"She can work us both." Fuck.

As Drew crawled up to the pillows, Alex put a companionable arm behind his
shoulders, drawing him in close. They're *right* next to each other, naked
bodies pressed together. Drew can feel the sweat in Alex's armpit on his
shoulder. He's glad to have his dick to hold in his right hand -- otherwise
where would he put it? It was not a bad feeling, being this close to Alex
as they're both naked and hard. It's hot, in a way, but it's for sure
weird.

The view though -- the view was interesting. Drew's no stranger to looking
down and seeing *his* dick in the mouth of a hot girl, but seeing someone
else's, especially someone else so much, well, bigger: that's new.

As Drew observed Alex getting this incredible dome, Alex was whispering
dirty talk. When is he not?

"Yeah baby, suck daddy's big dick. Go all the way down. Fuck yeah. Work the
head. Don't forget to give those nuts some lovin'. Oh fuck. You're so good
at that. Yeah, you're my fucking dirty girl. Don't forget about my best bro
over here."

Alex grabs Lexi by the hair, forcefully but not violently, and guides her
over to Drew's dick. She smiles and resumes her service of him, Alex
guiding her up and down.

"Drew," Alex got his attention. "I'm jerking you off with her mouth."

They both giggled, and continued to banter as they pass her back and
forth. Drew began to relax. Honestly, it was fun as fuck, sharing a girl
like that. Getting serviced and bonding with your bud -- what's not to
like?

After a while, Lexi let go of Drew's dick (or maybe it was Alex's?) and
crawled up to make out with Drew. He could taste both their precum on her
lips.

"I want you to fuck me," she said to Drew.

"Go for it, dude. Her pussy's just as talented as her mouth, maybe more,"
Alex said with a louche half smile.

Drew got off the bed and walked behind Lexi to admire her ass. He began to
eat her out but she's impatient, telling him she needs his dick ASAP. Alex
seconds the notion. With a shrug, Drew lined up, gave her pussy a couple of
taps with his head, then pushed in and began to fuck her. Alex wasn't
kidding, yeah, she's a great fuck. She's tight and wet, gripping his dick
along the whole length. He started off slow and began to build to a nice
rhythm.

Lexi continued to suck Alex off as Drew fucked her. He's still lying there,
one hand behind his head, looking like a fucking king, staring into Drew's
eyes. This fucked Drew up a little, this intense eye contact, so he tried
to focus on the pussy he's plowing and the perfect round ass above it.

"Oh man," Alex laughs. "You're fucking her so well she's moaning around my
dick. Keep it up. Feels great dude."

"You got it buddy, anything for you." Drew replied, favoring him with a
quick smile before getting back to this amazing fuck. He's happy to help
Alex out.

Alex let Lexi stop for a second to get up on his knees and said "we gotta
do it bro," offering a double high five. Drew grinned and they meet hands
above a spit-roasted Lexi.

"Eiffel Tower, yeah buddy!" Drew shouted, sweating dripping down his face,
which is only about a foot from Alex's.

"I told you this would be awesome," Alex said as he continued to make
significant eye contact. They thrust in and out in a rhythm for a minute,
still clasping hands overhead, each grinning with wild abandon.

Then Lexi pulled Alex's dick out of her mouth. "Would you boys stop
flirting? I wanna ride Drew."

"You heard the lady," Alex said.

"Aye aye, cap'n," Drew agreed, momentarily taking the Captain Morgan stance
before he flopped back on the bed, dripping cock at full mast. He assumed
Lexi would go for reverse cowgirl, but instead she hopped on facing him and
made out with him hungrily. He realized vaguely as it's happening that all
he's tasting now is Alex's precum. He wondered for a sec how Alex is gonna
get involved, before Alex steps right over his head and starts feeding Lexi
his dick again, holding the sides of her face and fucking right into her
mouth.

"Hope you like the view, Drew."

It wasn't a view he's familiar with, that's for sure. Alex's balls, his
dick, his hairy asscrack. He tried to ignore it but he can't help but watch
Alex sliding in and out of Lexi's mouth, his big loose nuts banging against
her chin. Alex started getting a little rough with her, holding her head
down, face in his pubes, talking dirty to Drew about how great her throat
feels. Some drool falls from Lexi's lips onto Drew's chin, but he's so
turned on he doesn't bother to wipe it off.

Truth be told, Drew was loving Lexi's pussy, fucking up into it so Lexi can
stay still and blow Alex. Eventually Alex pulled off her and she
immediately dove in to make out with Drew. Her face was a mess and Drew
knew he was basically making out with Alex's dick juice but he doesn't
care. He doesn't notice Alex has moved to the foot of the bed until he
feels his thighs in between his legs, pushing into Lexi.

"Ow, stop!" she yelped and raised herself up enough to turn around. "Alex,
you KNOW my ass is off limits!"

Alex leaned in, pressing his full weight on her back, so she's sandwiched
between the two men, and pouted.

"I just wanna share you with my best friend. C'mon, Lex, I thought this is
what you wanted. Both Chainsmokers at the same time."

"I DON'T get fucked in the ass. I've told you that!"

Drew can feel Alex's balls rubbing against his as he dry humps
her. Whatever was happening, it was confusing and hot all at once.

"But..." Lexi continued, glancing back at Alex with a coy look. "I could
probably take you both."

Alex's face lit up like a kid on Christmas morning -- it's the only time
Drew has seen him surprised all night. He reached down and Drew felt the
top of Alex's dick poking in along with his own. Drew glanced up and sees
Lexi's eyes closed, a look of workmanlike concentration on her face, and
then he caught Alex's eye as he slid fully into her, their dicks both
jostling for space in the tight wet confines of her pussy. All three
groaned deeply. Lexi held herself still and Alex began fucking, using both
Lexi's snatch and Drew's dick as his hole.

Drew had never been more turned on in his life.

He was so hard, everything was so tight, and the feeling of Alex's dick
sliding along and past his into Lexi was so wet and hard and smooth at the
same time it was driving him insane.

He couldn't imagine anything could feel better, until Alex told Lexi to try
to ride them both, and, champ that she is, she began to do just that.

She backed it up and pulled on their dicks with her wet pussy, milking both
boys at once. Drew had his hands on her hips, and Alex put his hands over
Drew's so he can hold on for the ride. Alex kissed her neck and leaning
further down, talking to both of them but mostly Drew. He whispered how hot
it is to feel his dick against his, how hard he is, shit like
that. Honestly, Drew was so overwhelmed he could barely remember his own
name.

Alex said he's getting close -- Drew is holding on for dear life -- and
asked "how do you want it, babe?" Drew could have sworn he's asking *him*,
but Lexi responded.

"I wanna taste it."

"You got it," Alex replied, and before Drew knows it Alex has pulled out
and is kneeling over Drew's face, his huge cock glistening with her juices
and their precum.

Alex stuck his dick back in Lexi's mouth for a few more strokes. Drew could
see Alex's thick cock sliding in and out of her lips up close. He really is
huge. This was like the hottest porn ever. Without realizing, Drew licked
his lips.

Giving his dick a few more strokes, Alex grunted "open up" and Lexi opened
her mouth wide, tongue out. Then it happened: Alex let out a heavy groan of
"fuuuuuuuuuck" and began to blast Lexi's mouth.

There's so much cum.

So. Much. Cum.

Rope after rope of cum, pulsing from his cock.

If anyone was counting it was probably double digit shots.

That much cum.

Most of it landed on Lexi's face or into her mouth, but a few ropes hit her
tongue and then dripped off onto Drew's face. He didn't even realize that
when Alex ordered "open up" he'd done so as well, at least not until a few
strands of Alex's hot, salty load hit his own tongue. He'd tasted his own
load before -- what dude hasn't? -- but this is something else entirely.

Drew never tasted anything like it. Did he like it? Everything was
happening too fast to say.

Drew pounded up into Lexi's pussy like a madman. He looked up and saw Alex
holding his big hard dripping dick at the base and smiling down at
him. Alex stared deep into Drew's eyes and said simply:

"Clean me off, bro."

The moment Alex's huge cummy dick entered his lips, Drew lost control and
blasted his own giant load deep inside Lexi.

It's the biggest orgasm he's ever had.


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Biggest to that point, of course. There have been bigger since.

Now, in Hong Kong, it's not Alex's cockhead that's teasing Drew's lips, but
his big toe. His other foot is sliding up and down the side of Drew's face.

And they both know that, honestly, this is the least of it.


TO BE CONTINUED


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