1. Cock Sucker


    Date: 5/19/2016, Categories: Group Sex Hardcore Masturbation Author: freezer61, Source: xHamster

    I told Chase that I'd love to, and headed towards Michael's tent. I unzipped the left side, and poked my head through. I found Jordan on his knees sucking down my sons cock. I unzipped the right side and walked the rest of the way in. I managed to startle the two, and Michael asked me to zip it back up. I zipped both sides back up, and kneeled down next to Jordan. He was struggling to get the first 3" inches down his throat. I told him to try to relax more. He seemed too eager to manage its full size. Michael had him gagging like crazy. Michael’s dick was a little wider than mine, so I saw why he was having trouble. "If you need time to get used to the size of the dick, you could always use your tongue to your advantage." Leaning down and circling the head of his cock with my tongue, I laughed as Jordan stared rather intensively. Michael began moaning, and said "Damn, That feels great." Rather satisfied with myself, I walk out of the tent to give them some privacy. After picking up some firewood, I sat next to Keith and Chase and threw it in the pit. "So, what do you guys have planned for today?" I asked them both. As if rehearsed, they both said in unison "Just some hiking, and fishing." "Oh, we'll do you mind if I tag along?" I asked. Chase timidly told me it was okay for me to come along. I dismissed myself, and gathered some stuff up real quick. When I exited my tent the both of them were ready, and we decided to head out. The hiking consisted of a lot of bickering, and ...
    ... Keith's reminiscing on his glory days as a high school quarterback. Quite honestly, I don't think any of us payed much attention to Keith's rambling. The fishing was better than usual though. After the third catch, we decided to head back to camp. Another long pointless conversation took place of the silence on the way back. I don't think I had ever been so happy to get away from a single person in my life. I didn't have anything against Keith; he just didn't know when to keep his thoughts to himself. I went back to my tent, and began lining two of the fishing poles for Michael and myself. Chase walked in behind me, and spoke softly. "Nick's dad is a hard person to impress. He believes I could be a bad influence, and wants to meet you to talk about it." "Why in the world would he think that?" I asked curiously. Chase said, "I might have convinced Nick to sneak out really late and go to one of those parties down the river bank." Confused I asked "Why is it such a big deal? It was his choice to go with you, he didn't have to go!" "Who don't you tell him that?" Asked Chase. I nodded in agreement, and asked him where they were camping. Chase offered to walk me down there; considering I hadn't done much exploring since I'd been there. Once we got there, I realized Nick's father must be doing very well for himself as well. The camper we had reached was easily a Seventy Thousand dollar vehicle. Through the side window I could vaguely make out the military memorabilia hanging above ...
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