Shot of Whiskey - Sex Stories

Shot of Whiskey

... friends than Robert. You were prepared to be with him for the rest of your life, well, be prepared to keep us too. Maybe not married, that's gay, but fucking, and fishing and drinking real whiskey, shit yeah!"

I smiled and downed his cock, sticking my tongue out as far as I could to lather up his balls. I knew what he liked, and my tongue out always inspired a massive face fuck, today was no exception. It felt incredible, like a brief return to a more innocent time, to have both men driving their cocks angrily into both ends. I felt raggedy, loose, used, and I wanted nothing else in that moment. The feeling of Ryan's massive cock bulge punching my prostate and the way he gripped my hips and yanked me back into him just as he was thrusting into me, I was falling in love with angry Ryan, he was a fucking powerhouse.

"You want my nut inside you, Nick? I missed making you sloppy. Can I make you a skanky, messy hole?" Ryan asked, his voice was back to the little fuck-machine-cherub I had always known.

"Shit, yeah!" I replied. "But can we do that later? I want your load in my mouth. I want to taste my little baby soldiers' loads."

Ryan smiled and he and Sam switched positions. It did not take long for Ryan. He was pumping his hips furiously into my mouth, meeting no resistance just slurping and gargling sounds and these were his favorite sounds. I could feel his cock building a load and I pushed him back so that only his knob was still inside my mouth. I felt every ...

... glorious ribbon, every jet, every spurt, I tasted the entire load. I tasted of Ryan, of seawater and herbs, a hint of sweetness, the texture was creamy and there was so much of it I had to swallow several times to get it all down. I was cleaning up the last of it when Sam returned and pushed Ryan out of the way.

"Here, daddy pussy," he said, shoving his cock deep in my throat, "I got a load for you too, no sense in letting you get malnourished. Tell me what I had for breakfast, and I will suck your dick tomorrow night."

My eyes opened wide, and I met Sam's deliciously naughty look. I focused on every stream as it unloaded in my mouth, I rolled it around in my tongue, pulled it across my tastebuds. Sam's dickhead was still getting compressed as I sucked in my cheeks, and he was moaning like a maniac. The extra stimulation of all my cum tasting tactics was driving him crazy and he was rolling up into a ball with my head stuck to his cock at the center of his fetal position.

I let up and started gently running my tongue over his swollen glans, still a lot of stimulation for him just after cumming, but more manageable. I looked up at him after swallowing the last of it, "I taste maple syrup and strawberries."

Ryan let out a howl and started jumping up and down. I reminded him to keep quiet and he continued to whisper howl and jump up and down. He looked so gorgeous, such a wonderful kid. I thought about Robert and knew that if anything happened to this young man, the ...