Shot of Whiskey - Sex Stories

Shot of Whiskey

... still have more than a year here."

"Why can't we fuck stateside?" Ryan asked.

"Yeah, I would sink my giggle stick into you anytime, Nick," Sam said, groping his package and shoving it in my general direction.

"Seriously?" I asked. "I thought this was like a prison thing, you break free and you forget about all the shit you did to survive, all the cock you took in the showers for protection."

"You still don't think we like you, do you Nick?" Ryan asked.

"Of course, I do, I know you care for me, I just did not even fathom or imagine the possibility that you would want to keep sharing your fat, delicious, juicy cocks with me once you had unfettered access to pussy," I replied.

Ryan smiled and slid close to me, "Why would I want pussy if I have unfettered access to your ass, Nick? Do you think that first day I flashed my cock at you I did it because I was desperate?"

"You did say AHIAH," I reminded him.

"Oh, don't be so sensitive, Nick," he said, leaning into my ear to whisper as his lips grazed my lobes. "That's just the starting line. Price of admission is a hole, absolutely true and I don't discriminate. But your hole is not just any hole, you have the fucking Powerball of holes. I love to hit your fucking walls and feel you gripping my cock with your fucking sphincter, chewing on my dick like you wanted to suck it up to your throat. Fucking cunt, you cock crazy whore, don't you ever dare deny me access to my favorite of all pussies."

I turned to ...

... look at him, "For real?"

"Let me show you," he said as he flipped me over, pulled my pants down and shoved inside of me all in less than one minute.

"You don't talk like that, Ryan," I said, though I was incredibly turned on. "You're the nice one."

"You promise me drilling rights to this here well and I will be nice again, tell me that my fucking Nick days are over, you will see another side to Ryan Redding," his voice was deeper, determined. He was believable as a possessive top and I was happy to have him back inside me after a month without.

"I missed that oval shaped cock of yours, Ryan. Nothing hits my honey box better than that fucking cock of yours! Please fuck my hole, Ryan! I promise you can have it any time you want it for the rest of our lives." I assured him, and I meant every word.

Sam stepped forward, naked and stroking a nearly hard 9 inches. "I'm hurt too, Nick, that you would think we would spend all this time with you just for an army fuck and a little whiskey. It's not even good whiskey!"

I knew he was lying for effect, but I deeply appreciated the sentiment. He sat in front of me and pointed his cock at my mouth, I leaned in and started deep throating his massive tool with zero trouble as I had become quite accustomed to his gorgeous monster. "See how nicely my dick fits inside your nooks, Nick? Explain to me why I would want to give that up. Yeah, strange friendships form in war zones, but many of them last. Don't think of us as lesser ...