1. Amherst - Part 3


    Date: 2/21/2016, Categories: Anal Gay Male, Group Sex Author: brownboi4any, Source: xHamster

    “What… ugn, ugn… does it look like, ugn… I’m doing, Donnie? …ugn, ugn!” replied Jay to his jaw-dropped biking partner standing at the wide open door. “Really Jay? Again?” said Donnie. Again? What did he mean by again? I thought. Oh my god, how many had Jay done? What number was I? “Ugn… what can I say Donnie? Ugn… I guess I… ugn… really like this shit… ugn… ugn…” Jay loathed with a sick smile on his face. “I mean, I… ugn… was helping… ugn… this sissy, ugn… with some bags, ugn, ugn… he began flirting with me, ugn… ugn… So… what, ugn… do you… want? ugn… ugn… What the fuck are you, ugn… calling me… for? Ugn… Stop bitching around… ugn… ugn… and come… give me ugn… ugn… give me a hand… ugn… ugn…. You’ll like it… ugn… ugn… I’m tellinya… ugn… these sweet cheeks are… ugn… ugn… really good, ugn... ugn… giggly as yello… ugn… ugn… and the hole is pretty tight… ugn… you’ll love this… ugn… this boy-pussy is… ugn… ugn… very fucking tight… ugn… ugn…” Hearing Jay say that I was the one flirting with him was really annoying, but the fact that he was sharing me got me even more upset. Was I a communal entertainment now? But still, nothing had changed much. There was not much I could do against such big dudes. I continued hearing the conversation exchange and soon Donnie’s voice was already inside the room. Donnie even sounded quite amused by the invitation. I was confused and scared of what could happen to me at this point. All of the sudden, Jay, who had a strong grip on my hair, yanked it ...
    ... hard enough to lifted my torso from the mattress while still fornicating me. The yank made me arched my back and let out a squeal. Following that motion, Jay moved my still-bent-over body away from the bed, and redirected it to where Donnie’s voice came from. Upon looking at Donnie, I confirmed his identity: the other biker; the sour-puss one. The next thing I saw was Donnie’s zipper, which was being undone. I thought that was the queue for me to sort out the misunderstanding, because, to start, I was not flirting with anyone at the parking lot. “But I…” I began saying before Jay abruptly smacked me in the head. “Who the fuck tolcha could speak, cunt?” Jay said with a sergeant’s authority. “Shut up and suck him!” Jay spanked me three times really hard. I squealed each time. Jay, then, still clenching my hair, relayed the grip unto Donnie’s clasping hands. As soon as Donnie got control of my head, he shoved my face unto his hairy, fleshy and smelly genitals. With my face on collision course towards the blobby crotch, all I could see before I closed my eyes was that Donnie had already pulled his pants down and he had the tiniest limp dick I had seen since I was a k** at the YMCA. My fumbling lips felt lost in the wild bush of pubic hair under the biggest belly I have ever seen at contact distance. The gland of Donnie’s flaccid penis and its short neck did not seem much bigger than my last girlfriend’s hardened clit. I caught Donnie’s glorified clitoris easily in my mouth. He ...
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