Randy Richards is a 39 y/o dominate whtmale looking for a live-in submissive botm slave to worship his strong insatiable 9" cock. Jeffery Rollins is a 19 y/o blkmale from the hood who was curious about his sexuality, but had never been with a man before. This is their story...
BLACKSUB 3 -pt10
Friday and Saturday night at "Rusty's Biker Bar" in downtown Philly are always crowded. Rock music blasts over the speakers, while soft gay porn usually plays on the television screens unless an important sports game (hockey or baseball) is airing on TV. Rusty's cliental usually consist of leather men, gay and bisexual bikers, bank investors, lawyers, computer programmers, shop owners, security guards, mechanics, the unemployed, etc. It's furnished with a 2 pool tables and 3 pinball games area in the back, a seating area with 6 tables with four chairs each leading more towards the front of the bar, and a long side bar which runs nearly the length of the bar and is always served by at least 2 bartenders at all times. Most weekends it's practically standing room only, the lucky ones get a seat at the bar or tables, or get to lean against the back walls. Tonight 40 year old Randy Richards and his friend 35 y/o Peter Dole were the lucky ones to score a 4 seater table along with their dates for the evening -19 y/o Jeffery Rollins and 27 y/o Torres Alvarez.
The 4 men (a mixture of white, irish/italian, black, and puerto-rican) sat around the table drinking in celebration of Randy's 40th birthday. They toasted and partied and drank until their livers filled. And whenever the 2 pitcher of beer got empty, they were immediately replaced and refilled by 2 more.
"Aww, beer's all gone!" shouted Torres over the blast of music as he poured the last glass.
"I'll go get more!" smiled Randy, happy to be able to stretch his legs for a bit.
He excused his way through the crowd and made it up to the bar. It took the busy bartender a moment to realize him. He smiled as soon as he saw Randy (dressed in only a black leather vest, leather pants and boots, -his muscular tattooed arms and shoulders standing out along with his well developed bare chest with just a peek at his nipple rings). "Two pitchers of beer, please!" he told the bartender as soon as he got his attention. The bartender nodded, then rushed down the other end of the bar to fill the order. Randy couldn't help sneaking a peek at his ass in his tight fitted jeans after he turned his back on him.
"See something you like?" asked Pete, walking up behind Randy and leaning beside him at the counter.
"Nothing wrong with looking." said Randy, looking back over at his friend.
"Nothing wrong with taking that hot young morsel in the back store-room and giving him a quick pounding with your cock either, on your birthday..." winked Pete, mischievously.
Randy laughed out loud at his friend's candor.
"I'm in a relationship, remember?" said Randy.
"What does that mean? Does a relationship kill your cock?" asked Pete.
"Who is he anyway? I've never seen him before." asked Randy, ignoring Pete's question.
"He's Rusty's new piece, I guess." said Pete, referring to the bar's owner. "He started that weekend you and the BOYfriend went to see your dad. He's been flirting with everything with a pulse. A real cum slut from what I hear. Heard Rusty gave him a "get acquainted with the customers" party in the back store room after hours last week. Heard he took on most of the guys in the bar that night, much like your slave boy did that first time I meet him." whispered Pete.
"Yeah, don't remind me." said Randy, having regret putting Jeffery through that ordeal. But his intentions were to make Jeffery realize in the short span of time they had together that first weekend, that heterosexual life could never completely satisfy him sexually as gay life could. He wanted Jeffery to get all the cock experience he could get in that one weekend, incase he never saw him again. Fortunately it worked. Shortly thereafter, they became an item.
"Sorry to hear about your dad, man. Bummer." consoled Pete, turning up his beer glass. "Traveling all that way to see him, only to watch him pass away in front of you...had to be tough. At least you had Jeffery there for comfort."
"Yeah...the ole man was pretty colorful." recalled Randy, thinking back to his recent trip. "But Jeffery way a life savor, despite how my dad treated him." He tapped his fingers along the counter in beat of the music, then paused and folded his arms along the rail. "If he hadn't died, I might've killed him."
"He was what he was, man." offered Pete, simply. "People don't change, you either accept them for who they are, -or you don't."
"He was an old bigot! He treated me and Jeffery like shit." said Randy, casually.
"Tell me man, what did you expect him to be like when you got there? Did you think he'd greet you and your new black boyfriend with open arms? A big hug? Some Pillsbury Fresh Baked Cookies?" asked Pete, directly.
Randy thought for a moment...
"I don't know...like human beings, I guess. I mean...it'd been years since I last saw him, yet he just acted like it didn't matter. All he had were complaints and criticism about my life and about Jeffery. It was like being 20 years old all over again."
"You should BE so lucky, -mr just turned 40!" joked Pete, bringing an audible grown from Randy's throat at the reminder of his birthday. Just then, the cute new bartender came back with a tray and 2 full pitchers of beer.
"Hey, doesn't Rusty have a policy that the bartenders have to give birthday boys a kiss?" lied Pete, trying to trick the kid as he pulled out his wallet and put the money for the beers on the counter to pay for the drinks.
"It's your birthday?" asked the bartender, ignoring the man next to Randy as he yelled out his own order.
"No, but it's my friend here's birthday!" said Pete, patting Randy on the back.
"Oh, well...Happy birthday!" he congratulated, showing all teeth and dimples. "I'm Andrew!" he added, sticking out his hand to shake.
"Randy!"
"Tell him how OLD you are, Randy!" laughed Pete, expecting to shame his friend.
"Forty!" said Randy, proudly over Pete's chuckles.
"Well, you look GREAT for forty!" said the young bartender, leaning over the bar to grab Randy by his leather vest. "And I don't know anything about any 'Kiss The Birthday Boy' bar policies...but it sure sounds good to me!" he added, pulling Randy forward as he planted a hot wet kiss upon the man's mouth.
Randy didn't resist, he merely allowed the bartender to kiss him, catching the eyes of many of the men standing nearby as the young bar-man slipped his tongue into Randy's mouth. When they broke this kiss, some of the men started claiming it was their birthdays as well. The bartender smiled at Randy mischievously before running down the other end of the bar to get Randy's neighbor his order.
"You can thank ME for that later." said Pete, picking up the tray of beers as he prepared to carefully walk back over to the table.
Just a few feet away, Jeffery and Torres were getting reacquainted themselves.
"So how is things in paradise?" asked Torres, with a smirk.
"Me and Randy are doing well. His father just past this week, and we had to attend his funeral in Virginia." confided Jeffery.
"Sorry to hear that. He's a very attractive man..." admitted Torres, eyeing Randy lustfully as he spoke with Pete. "...I know you enjoy getting that big dick of his up your ass at night. Does he fuck you EVERY night?"
"Like clock work." smirked Jeffery. "But Pete's no slouch, either. He's handsome and hung, how often do you two get together?"
"Well let me tell you..." whispered Torres, leaning in close to conceal his conversation. "He's been fucking the absolute SHIT out of me since that day we all met! Sometimes he'd pick me up at work before I even get home. My ass was so sore that first week, I could barely sit down at the dinner table when I got home. I had to tell my wife that I had hemorrhoids!"
Jeffery laughed at Torres' tale. He could easily imagine Torres' fate, as it sounded closely to his own fate after that first weekend he met Randy.
"Well...sounds like you two have been getting along." said Pete, setting the tray of beers down as Torres was dancing in his seat to the best of the music. He was hispanic, and definitely liked to move his body.
"So what's up with you two?" asked Randy, once he re-claimed his seat and poured him and Jeffery fresh beers.
"Oh, us?" asked Pete, smiling over at Torres. "We live together now." he added casually, stealing Torres' lit cigarette and putting it up to his own pursed lips.
"Really?" surprised Randy. Even Jeffery's eyebrows went up. "What about his family?"
"He left them." said Pete simply, blowing out smoke. Both Randy and Jeffery looked at each other, then back at them.
"Well, what happened?" asked Randy, more curious than ever.
Torres got up to use the men's room while Pete took a swig, and swallowed.
"Well, it appears that Torres' brother in-law found my nasty messages to Torres on his home computer while he was on-line looking for a job one day."
"And he told his sister?" asked Randy, eagerly.
"Not exactly." said Pete, taking his time to recall. "First he confronted Torres. Torres tried to deny it, but the brother in-law had printed out the messages, -and they were pretty raunchy!" admitted Pete with a smirk. "When Torres finally owned up to it, the brother in-law told him to either suck his dick for him, or he'd tell his sister that he was gay and cheating on her with another man."
"Damn! So what he do?" asked Jeffery, all ears.
"He sucked his dick, of course." answered Pete, plainly. "But the in-law wasn't satisfied with just head jobs, so he started fucking Torres up the ass too. But then he got greedy and started coming over to fuck him every day after work right up under the sister's nose. Torres said he would be downstairs eating dinner with his wife and kids, when his brother in-law would suddenly come over without notice wanting some ass. He'd take Torres upstairs to one of the kid's rooms and butt fuck him right there in his own house with his wife and kids just a floor away." laughed Pete, exhaling a cloud of white smoke as Randy and Jeffery shook their heads in disbelief. Jeffery knew well how family members could turn on you and start fucking you without your consent. "Then one day while his family was out, Torres said his brother in-law came by to fuck him with another buddy of theirs. Said they made Torres do all sorts of sexual things to their cocks in order to keep quiet. But then they lost all track of time, and didn't hear when Torres' wife walked in on them, catching her husband sandwiched between her baby brother and the neighborhood drug dealer, right there in their own bed!"
"DAMN!" responded Randy, unable to decide if the story deserved his sympathy or his lust.
"Yeah, they had him in doggy-style, -the brother in-law's fat cock still stuck up his ass. Must've been a sight!" smiled Pete, taking another sip of beer.
"So now he's staying with you?"
"Yup. Until he can decide what he wants to do. His wife kicked him out, his has no place else to stay." said Pete, sympathetically. "Besides, Torres is a HOT little number." he admitted. "Before he got caught, I'd been picking him up at his house practically everyday since we met, taking him to some cheap motel and fucking the shit out of him before sending him back home to his wife and kids. That little rican has some sweet pussy man, I've trained his ass pretty good. He could rival your own little slut now."
"Is that so?" laughed Randy, not doubting his friend's sincerity.
"Definitely. I've been putting his ass through the ringer, shoving this monster (he emphases by grabbing a hefty handful of his fat soft meat through the crotch of his leather pants) clear up his ass to the balls at least twice a night. He's a much different fuck than he was when you first met him. You should try him out."
"I intend to, soon." smiled Randy, laughing at the irony.
"What?" asked Pete, curiously wondering what was so funny.
"After all the flack you gave me for taking in Jeffery because he was black, now here you are with your very own puerto-rican!" smiled Randy, making Pete eat his words.
"Yup. Lookings like we're both housing minorities!" laughed Pete, raising his glass to toast. The 2 men drank to their fortune, while Jeffery merely laughed to himself. When Torres came back from the restroom, he bent down behind Pete and put his arms around his man's neck affectionately. Pete turned his head in Torres' direction, and planted him with a kiss. Randy could see Pete's tongue slither into the rican's mouth as he sucked it happily. Randy and Jeffery looked at each other and smiled, feeling like an old married couple after almost a year together.
"So...we going to this PARTY or what?" asked Pete, breaking the kiss and looking back at the rest of the table.
"At The DUNGEON?" asked Randy, reluctantly. He wasn't really feeling up for a wild night of untamed sex, he just wanted a nice romantic night with him and his boi, and possibly Pete and Torres.
"HEY, it's your BIRTHDAY! Let's CELEBRATE! C'mon!" insisted Pete.
"Okay." said Randy, not wanting to the one to ruin everyone's fun. "Let's go."
They finished up the 2 pitchers of beer, getting themselves a nice buzz in the process. Jeffery was definitely feeling over his limit. He could barely stand as they made their way out the door of the bar and down the street 2 blocks to The DUNGEON.
The DUNGEON is a private club in downtown Philadelphia (member's only) with an array of recreation, movie, and party rooms. The Ground Floor is for check-in's, registration, cash bar, and locker rooms. Upstairs are lounges and quiet rooms for personal conversations with vending machines and private rooms for two or more occupants to rest and lay their heads. Downstairs are the "party rooms", the fuck rooms, orgy rooms, gang bang rooms, glory holes, and torture chambers for the seriously sadistic.
Randy, Pete, Jeffery and Torres all walked into the establishment for the first time, invited to a private party via email by an anonymous friend of Randy's and Pete's. There was no name for the host on the invite, and no number to confirm, just the address of the establishment and a time of arrival. Randy originally chucked the invite into the computer's trash ben, but then Pete called him up a few days later reminding Randy that it fell on the date of his birthday. So to help celebrate, they decided to check it out.
They handed the invitation to the door-man standing post. He welcomed them inside to wander about and get acquainted with other guests. There were dozens of men there already. Some were dressed conservatively, while others were donned in heavy leather gear. Some men barely wore anything, fully expecting this to be a "bang" party. Randy was surprised to see his good friend from the computer SUBMASTER tending host duties.
"Yeah, didn't you don't know?" asked Pete, surprised.
"Not at all. There was no name on the invitation. Not even a return address."
Pete laughed.
"It's a Couple Celebration. The union of 2 people coming together to start a relationship."
"You mean Lynn's dating someone seriously?" asked Randy, excited. "Who?"
"uh...I believe the host is right...over there." pointed Pete.
Randy turned around but all he saw was more men. There was a small group circled around someone, and when the people parted, Randy's eyes narrowed considerably.
"Chad!" he said through grit teeth.
"Yup. He broke away from Alfredo and has been shacking up with your buddy Lynn Withmen."
"When did this all happen?" asked Randy curiously, feeling left completely out of the circle.
"Well, they've been having an affair ever since that gang bang party Al threw for Chad a few months ago. Now they're an item." informed Pete.
"Really?" astonished Randy. "I wasn't really no big fan of Alfredo's, but how's he taking the kid's departure? It's gotta be bad."
"Rumor has it he's parked himself in front of one of the black restroom glory holes in the North Philly Train's Station, and has been sucking any dick that's gone through the hole ever since."
"Death by chocolate, eh?" teased Randy with a chuckle.
"Hello fellas, glad you could make my party." smiled Chad Maxwell, walking up to greet his guests.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world, Chad." smiled Pete, holding his drink up in honor of. "Oh, and this is my friend Torres. Torres, Chad." he introduced.
"Hi." smiled Torres.
"Top or bottom?" asked Chad, straight forward.
"Eh?"
"Top or bottom?" he repeated.
"eh...bottom, I guess." said Torres, looking at Pete questionably.
"Well, keep your distance, cause this is MY gang bang party tonight!" informed Chad, ignoring Jeffery and moving gracefully over to... "Hi Randy. Glad you could make it." he continued, touching Randy's muscular shoulder affectionately. "After our last encounter at the club, I was afraid you wouldn't show. Glad to see you're big enough to let by-gones be by-gones."
"So long as your able to, Chad." said Randy, with no real emotion.
"Don't I get a hug?" asked Chad, holding out his arms, invitingly.
Randy reached out and hugged Chad, reluctantly.
"I'm expecting BIG present from you once the party starts." he whispered, kissing Randy's cheek.
"What about your new boyfriend, Lynn?" asked Randy, breaking the hug.
"I'm the one throwing the party!" said Submaster-Lynn, appearing out of no where. He grabbed Randy by the waist, giving him a big bear hug. "Good to see you, man! Chad was worried you wouldn't show, so I sent that special invitation to your house, minus the details of the party. You're my gift to him!" smiled Lynn, mischievously. Randy was not amused. "Oh, I see you brought your nigger slave. Good, the more the merrier! And who's this, Pete?"
"This Torres, my new squeeze." joked Pete, wrapping his strong arm around Torres' neck.
"Humm...I'm getting an idea!" said Lynn, brainstorming. "I white, a black, and a puerto-rican bottom! All we need is a asian and we'll have a four set!"
"I like that idea!" gleamed Pete, rubbing his mound openly.
"What idea?" asked Chad.
"Instead of one bottom for the party, we have three!" exclaimed Lynn. "That is...if you guys don't mind sharing your boys..." added Lynn, hopefully.
"I'm all for it!" jumped Pete, ignoring the nervous stares from Torres.
Jeffery was concerned as well. He and Randy had no idea this was going to become a "bang party", he was not prepared mentally to take on a gang bang at such short notice. Then again, when was it ever discussed with him? Randy set those bangs up without Jeff's knowledge, so what would make this time any different?
"No! No! Hell NO!" screamed Chad, throwing a tantrum. "This is MY party! MINE! I'm not sharing the spotlight with no nigger and a spic!"
"What's wrong, afraid of the competition?" asked Randy, not liking Chad's behavior.
"I have no competition!" smirked Chad, staring Randy in the eye. "Your nigger lover don't have shit on me!"
"Then what're you afraid of?" teased Randy.
"Not HIM!" pointed Chad. Jeffery merely listened, wondering what Randy's plans were. "Bring him on! Both of them! We'll see whose the best bottom here!" challenged Chad, spinning on his heels as he headed for the "entertainment" room Downstairs.
"I guess that's it then!" smiled Lynn. "I better start spreading the word that we have 3 bottoms instead of just one! This's gonna be great!" he said joyously as he sped off into the crowd.
"I don't know about this, Pete. A gang bang? The only ones to fuck me so far is you and Randy, I'm not sure I'm up for a bunch of guys fucking me." worried Torres aloud.
"You're forgetting about your brother in-law and his drug dealer friend!" reminded Pete. "But don't worry baby, you'll do well. Just pretend that every dick that enters you is mine. Just ask Jeffery, he's been in a few gang bangs, right?"
"Yes." answered Jeff swiftly.
"Really? How did you feel afterwards? Did you hurt?" concerned Torres.
"Just relax, and go with the flow." advised Jeffery. "Their just dicks."
"You down for this?" asked Randy, turning towards Jeffery. He looked him deeply in the eyes, trying to discern if he would have a problem with this.
"If you want me to do it, I will." said Jeffery, blindly.
"I do. Chad needs to be taught he's not made of gold, no matter what Alfredo told him over the years."
Randy leaned in and kissed Jeffery passionately, slipping his thick wet tongue into his mouth. The men standing nearby turned and noticed the display. Some watched in awe, while others were ready to join in. Randy broke this kiss and took Jeffery by the hand to lead him into the Entertainment room. Pete followed close behind, dragging Torres with him.
In the back room Chad, Jeffery, and Torres stripped clothes, washed in private showers and hosed themselves down inside and out. Chad eyed the two challengers with wary eyes. He hated Jeffery for standing in the way of he and Randy. Tonight was his night to show Randy that his nigger lover had nothing on him, that when it came to forefilling Randy's wildest sexual desires. -there was Chad and no one else!
Lynn came in and guided all three bottom contenders into the Main Entertainment Room, and showed them all off to the large group of nude men surrounding them. He introduced his beloved "Chad" first, to the cheer of the crowd. Chad had been had by many of them already over the years, and most of them couldn't wait to get back up between his perfectly round white butt cheeks again as he turned his back to them for a show. Then Lynn introduced "Jeffery" to the roar of horny men. Most had never seen a black man in the slings of The DUNGEON, so Jeffery would be a welcomed and warm surprise to many of them that never experienced a black man's pussy but always wanted to try. Especially when Lynn had him turn his back to the crowd to show off his super round brown buttock. Then Lynn introduced "Torres" to the group. Many of the men cheered and stroked their hard leaking pricks. The compact pureto-rican was very sexy and sensual with his dark spanish complexion.
The 3 bottoms were shown their individual swings which hung suspended from the ceiling by chains. The party guests had their pick of bottoms they wanted to fuck or sample. As they were placed into their positions (on their backs with their legs strapped high up and out of the way), all the men gathered around, feeling, groping, stroking, fingering, pinching, pulling, and slapping the trio as they made themselves more aroused at the promise of things to come. Lynn, Randy and Pete stood in front of their individual partners, their rock hard cocks already pre-greased and ready to fuck. They aimed their hardons up to their boyfriends lubed assholes, and counted to 3 before they each buried their dicks in to the hilt, exploding a rousing roar from the crowd.
"AHHHH!!" yelled Jeffery, feeling Randy's dick bore straight through his tight colon and deep into his hot bowels.
"AAAAAHHHHHHGGGGGGGG!!" screamed Torres. While Pete had been fucking him daily (several times a day) since he moved in, his ass was still extremely tight in comparison to Jeffery's and especially Chad's. Particularly when Pete was hosting the bigger dick of the 3 men!
"uhhpph..." was all Chad grunted when he felt the full length of Lynn's cock punch through his talented anus. Of the 3, he was the most experienced bottom. Having been fucked since the age of 15, his asshole was much larger and ready to accommodate big dicks better than the other 2 minorities. He was MADE for fucking. Al told him so many times over the years. He was used to gang bangs, fisting parties, and being a human urinal for men (see "Gang Banged White Pussyboy" for more details of Chad's life).
With the fuck fest officially started, -Randy, Pete, and Lynn hammered into their perspective boyfriends, fucking them hard and deep as they hung helplessly from the ceiling.
Jeffery felt the immediate pain of Randy's cock when it rammed into him full throttle, he squinted his eyes shut and bit nervously into his bottom lip to help dull the pain in his ass. But once Randy's cock got a thorough pace going, the consistent steady in and out motions made the initial pain slowly started to disappear, becoming more and more tolerable as he opened his eyes and looked up into Randy's.
Randy looked down into his lover's eyes, feeling the connecting bond they always felt for each other from the start. His hips slammed into Jeffery's fat brown buttock over and over, driving his thick ample cock in balls deep with every plunge. The crowd around them seemed to fade away, even as strange hands reached in to fondle Jeffery's erect nipples and hard black cock.
Torres was in a sea of pain, the wails and the anguish of his cries caught many's attentions. They all gathered in close to see his possible rape (he was crying so loud they figured he couldn't be doing it willingly). He thrash his head violently from left to right, screaming and trying to knock himself out from the searing pain burning through his painfully stretched rectum.
Pete fucked into his boy's tight gripping asshole with all the strength and power of a battering ram. (A DOM with a preference on the sadistic side...) he power-drove his thick 10 inch cock through Torres' tight tiny asshole like a plow. Despite Torres' mediocre experience with men and taking cock anally, Pete bore into him as if he were a seasoned pro, hammering and hacking his cock through the sore, torn, worn tissues of his inner ass without a seeming care in the world.
Chad was already open and receptive to Lynn's __ inch cock. He lay back and relaxed as his ass quickly adjusted to the harsh ram job and initial rough entry. He'd taken many cocks that way over the years, and Lynn's durable dick was mild in comparison to some of them. His eyes consistently roamed over to Randy. He watched the muscular bald man fuck into his black lover with strength and passion, and wished it was HIM instead.
Lynn caught Chad looking over at Randy several times, watching the way the top guy fucked into his slave. Lynn wasn't mad, it wasn't like he and Chad were in a "love" relationship. Chad was in a situation with an older man that he no longer wanted to be in, and Lynn was available to help. The two had enjoyed fucking each other's brains out whenever possible, so they seemed to be a good match. Lynn felt no animosity towards Randy for having Chad's affections, in fact, he understood clearly why the boy was attracted to him. Randy was; sure, cocky, handsome, built, hung, independent, masculine, and sexually insatiable. What man wouldn't want him? Even Lynn considered changing places every now and then and be bottom for Randy, but he loved male pussy too much to give it up completely. He fucked hard into Chad's snug hole, loving the way it mold and conformed to the shape of his dick as he plunged in and out mindlessly. Alfredo's downfall was turning the boy to anal sex, and then not being able to forefill his desires. Lynn didn't worry about losing Chad someday, he know guys like Chad were stone whores, and it was dangerous to put your heart into one.
Randy's cock was moving easier and faster now. Jeffery's heated hole mold to his cock like warm wet clay, giving him a nice deep hole to plug in. Randy let his hands roam all over Jeffery's tight brown body and fat juicy black boi ass. He thanked his lucky stars for finding such a guy, and felt his cock starting to pulse inside. Jeffery felt it too. His asshole tightened around Randy's plunging tool as someone twisted and pulled his black nipples. "Uhhh...UUUHHHHHHH...!!" Jeffery groaned a loud, feeling the cum pump out of him from the intense fucking and expert hand-job someone was giving him. Randy saw the pulse of white fluids sprout from Jeffery's cock, and started cumming that same instant up his boyfriend's ass. The guy that had been jacking Jeffery off, bent down to lick his cum up off his body while someone else started to bite and nibble his erect nipps.
Randy slowly pulled out, his softening cock now satisfied as he left a full load of hot cum in the hole he just vacated. Someone fell to their knees and swallowed his cock to clean it, while another man pushed his face up into Jeffery's ass to suck out the cum. Jeffery's eyes rolled up into his head as the tongue entered his ass and the lips sealed to his hole.
Torres fought like mad to made room in his body for Peter's cock. He tried relaxing his anal muscles, concentrating on something else other than the pain, he tried counting to 100, he thought of his mother's death...but nothing seemed to work. Pete just plowed and rammed into him relentlessly, fucking and plunging into his aching asshole as if it weren't attached to his body, -as if there was no other organs inside him. Pete held onto Torres' legs and fucked him hard, driving every inch of his long male appendage up his boi's ass. The screams and struggles only seemed to make him fuck deeper as he drilled Torres a new asshole! "AARRRRHHH...AAARRRR YEEAAAHHHH!!" yelled Pete, cumming like a lion up his new lover's ass. Torres felt the deluge of Pete's heavy cum load fill his anal canal, and started shooting his own load all over his stroking hand and panting stomach. Instantly someone's face appeared to clean up his DNA with their tongue, while Pete finally pulled his spent cock from the rican's behind.
Hot lips circled his dick, another pair swallowed his loose hanging balls. Pete stood there in absolute bliss, his body being worshipped in the way he felt it ought to.
Lynn saw the other 2 tops cum up their boyfriend's asses, and redoubled his efforts to get off in Chad's. His cock flew in and out of the warm wet cunt hole faster than the eye could see. His pelvis crashed into Chad's buttock with such force, that the impact rattled his balls causing the to ache painfully. Chad saw Lynn's eyes roll up in their sockets when he started to cum up his ass. Chad clamped his hole down on Lynn's dick, squeezing it tight as it fired load upon load of thick hot cum into his guts. Chad loved being cummed in, he loved the feeling of multi loads swishing around inside his ass.
As Lynn withdrew, and eager beaver rushed forth to taste Lynn's dick. He sucked it deeply into the back of his throat, trying his best to suck the man's balls out through his cock. Another man shoved his face between Chad's ass cheeks, and sucked forth the rest of Lynn's cum which has started to back out of the contracting anus. Lynn pulled his exhausted penis from the cock sucker's mouth, then turned towards the crowd.
"Okay gentlemen, the bottoms are officially OPEN FOR BUSINESS!" he shouted, much to the delight of the horny crowd as the moved in closer to have their pick!