KinksVille

“Good boy! Now, down on your knees!”, I handed Alex a can of beer and kneeled in front of him. He was only a freshman at college and I was a senior but that didn’t stop him from taking charge of me.

He gulped the beer and squeezed the can before throwing it down on the earth. “Don’t forget to pick it up afterwards”, he commanded while spreading his legs wide to reveal a bulge in his shorts. “Get closer, boy!”

I crawled inbetween his massive thighs without taking my look away from his smooth six-pack. I already knew what to do, so I kissed the inner side of his thigh without hesitation.

“Hahaha! Good little bitch!”, Alex slid his hand over the side of my face and then made me look up into his eyes by pointing my chin up by the side of his index finger. “What should you say now?”

“You’re so much better than me, sir. Would you, please, let me worship your marvellous body?”

“Haha, go on, fag!” I raised my hands and laid them over Alex’ meaty pecs, while he bounced them. I caressed his chest and then went up to his broad shoulders. He hit a double biceps pose for me and I continued worshipping his hard guns.

I then went down to his abs. I started kissing and licking it, while getting lower. I reached his shorts and stopped waiting for his approval to go on.

Alex just laid his hand at my shoulder allowing me to continue, so I slowly slipped his shorts down. He wasn’t wearing any underwear under the shorts, so I could enjoy his nice uncut 7 inches long cock. It wasn’t even completely hard yet, but it was already bigger than mine small dicklet, and it was as thick as a beer can.

Alex put his hands behind his head and leaned back, leatting me handle his manhood alone. I started with kissing the nice purple head of it. I stick out my tongue and went on with licking the head of his cock and then slowly taking it into my mouth. By that time his cock had already grew up to 9 inches and got a little thicker.

I started blowing on it and taking it deeper into my mouth but I was barely able to take a half of. That’s when Alex grabbed my head with both his hands and started thrusting his cock deep down my throat making me gag on it.

After around ten minutes of facefucking me, he pulled his cock out and aimed at my face. I felt around a dozen of hot shots hitting my face. He then wiped the rest of cum from his cock with my t-shirt and patted me on the cheek.

“Jesus. Why aren’t you in class, Calvin?” he fumbled as he jumped up from the couch and covered his junk with his boxers.

“My class was canceled. The professor didn’t show,” I answered, trying not to stare at his muscular body.

“This … uh … This isn’t what it looks like,” he stammered, searching the living room for the rest of his clothes. I could hear the shower running upstairs.

“Oh, come on. I wasn’t born yesterday, Mr. Finley,” I scolded. “I know you’re fucking my mom. Just admit it.”

“No … I swear to you that I’m not fucking your mom. You gotta believe me,” he begged.

“Dude. You’re naked in our living room, there’s a bottle of lube on the couch, and it smells like sex in here,” I observed.

“Again, Calvin,” he pleaded as the shower upstairs turned off. “It’s not what you think. I’m honestly not fucking your mom.”

“What I really don’t understand,” I continued, ignoring his blatant lies, “is how you could do this to my dad? You’re like a brother to him. How could you betray my dad by fucking his wife?”

“What were you saying about me?” asked Dad from the top of the stairs, freshly showered with a towel around his waist. What the fuck?

“Jonathan, please tell your son here that I’m not fucking your wife,” Mr. Finley requested.

“Mr. Finley isn’t fucking your mom, Calvin,” Dad replied, putting an arm around Mr. Finley. “He’s fucking me. Sorry you had to find out like this, son.”

“You mean … You play with guys, too?” I asked in disbelief.

“Yeah,” Dad laughed. “Don’t tell your mother, but you’re not the only one around here who likes dick. And Mr. Finley here has a big dick.”

“You wanna see it?” asked Mr. Finley, removing the boxers covering his crotch and releasing a cock that was the size of my arm. I gasped in shock.

“I told you it was big,” Dad gloated as I reached out and grabbed Mr. Finley’s huge cock. “It’s a hole stretcher.”

“You want it up your ass?” Mr. Finley asked, reaching for the lube on the couch.

“Uh huh,” I affirmed as he pushed me down on the couch and pulled down my shorts. “Fucking give me that big cock.”

“Christ, you’re tight,” Mr. Finley exclaimed, pushing into me. “I love fucking college boy cunt.”

“FUCK,” I roared as he went balls deep and began to pummel the living shit out of me.

“That’s it, son. Take that big fuckin’ dick,” Dad encouraged, massaging my shoulders as Mr. Finley destroyed my hole.

“No,” he chided. “I was texting with your dad. He wants you to mow the lawn today. Oh . . . and he wants you to fuck me.”

“Wait, what?” I asked incredulously, nearly spitting out my first sip of coffee.

“He wants us to fuck,” Trent repeated, pulling down his shorts and bending over the kitchen counter. “Your dad said you’re a man now, and that it was only fair that I offered up my hole to both of you since I’m living here.”

“Jesus,” I exclaimed in disbelief as I pulled out my hard cock and began to push into Trent’s tight hole. “You sure about this?”

“Yes, your dad was clear,” Trent answered, pushing his ass against me, taking my cock into his depths. “He wants you to fuck me.”

“You’re cunt is really wet,” I noted with surprise.

“Your dad just dumped a load in me before he left for work,” admitted Trent, raising his ass higher to take me deeper.

“Yeah, I thought I heard him grunting through the wall this morning. He sounds like a bear when he cums,” I laughed, pummeling Trent’s used hole.

“Fuck, your big cock feels just like your dad’s big dick inside me,” Trent moaned, gripping the counter. “I want you to cum up my ass . . . I want both your loads inside me,” he begged.

“Well, you’re about to get your wish,” I warned, grabbing Trent by the hips as my balls prepared to empty inside him. “SHIT . . . Yeah, faggot . . . Take this motherfuckin’ load,” I cried.

“Mmm, yeah,” Trent moaned, reveling in the warmth of my seed inside him. He then popped off and licked me clean. “This needs to stay between us,” he warned.

“What?!” I demanded. “You told me my dad wanted us to fuck?!”

“Yeah, that was a lie,” Trent confessed. “Grindr was slow this morning, and I was in the mood for more cock.”

“I’ll make a deal with you,” I offered. “I won’t tell my dad that we fucked if you let me breed you again . . . and you mow the lawn for me.”

“Fine by me,” Trent agreed, gripping the counter as I pushed back inside his sloppy hole.

“I’m … uh … I’m swiping through Tinder,” he admitted with some embarrassment.

“Dude. You and Cassie broke up just two weeks ago. Give it some time,” I advised.

“Yeah, and that’s two weeks since I’ve had me some pussy,” he laughed.

“I hear you. Having any luck on Tinder?” I asked.

“Nah,” he smirked. “None of these bitches want to fuck. I’m not interested in coffee or dinner. I just need to lay some pipe.”

“Why not fuck a dude?” I suggested. “Any faggot would gladly bend over for you.”

“Christ, no,” he spat. “I’m not gay.”

“Dude. Fucking a guy doesn’t make you gay,” I assured him. “You’re just using his ass to get off.”

“Well, even if I was down to fuck a guy, I don’t know any faggots,” he demurred, his briefs tenting.

“I can help with that,” I replied, taking his phone and drink from him and straddling him.

“Jesus. You take cock?” he asked incredulously. “But I thought you like pussy.”

“Yeah, I do like pussy … and dick,” I answered, grinding on his hard cock through his briefs.

“Fuck, that feels good,” he moaned.

“Let’s go inside,” I announced, pulling him toward my bedroom. “You never did tell me why Cassie dumped you.”

“It was my big dick,” he laughed. “She said ten inches was too much cock for her.”

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