1. The Gruesome Twosome


    Date: 6/27/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, First Time, Group Sex, Masturbation, Voyeurism, Author: CunterSThompson, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    But what goes up must come down. The car crashed back to earth as Ryland stamped his foot on the accelerator. “HEY YOU FUCKIN’ SHARDED CUNT! NEARLY HIT ME!”. The angry voice was cut off abruptly as The Unleashed Junglecat furiously accelerated towards the town in his Australian-made V8. The apshalt bruised beneath the screeching rubber. It was in the depths of this angry/hateful/lustful binge that Max found himself a peaceful and somewhat serene place. A moment of clarity, for those more experienced users. He tried to hazily replay his memory of the night before . He and Ryland had headed to the Mountains for one final, meaningful Trip. A note of finality before he leaves the country to further pursue his studies.He had seen Fung. Thats right! A friend from his University days. He comes and goes. And what were they doing now? Ravaging many miles down a quiet country street in the search of the ever elusive vertical smiles. They had been working these past few months, they were looking to get their moneys worth. As he tried to reclaim his hazy memory and purpose, Ryland got lost in the befuddled look Max creates when attempting to solve a problem. He got anxious when Maximillan began to gently chew his lip. Fortunately, he was yanked back to reality by the clanking of the gears and he felt the pressure within him begin to rise. Irrationial anger, irrational fear. These were new to Ryland. His blood began to boil, his arms tensed and he felt a familiar throbbing sensation ...
    from the depths of his loins. An erection had started to swell. He couldn’t hide it, he couldn’t repeat the process of flipping his member under his belt. He was half-deluded in this crazed, manic state. Max noticed. Out of the corner of his eyes, he recognized the gentle pulsating of penis against material. His palms began to sweat. He licked his lips and gazed brazenly at the winding country road ahead of him, trying desperately to recall last nights events. Ryland glanced at Max, surely he had not seen his penis. The salami began to tighten and push against the inner zip of his pants. The current objective was simple, relieve sexual tension. But the reason for which remained somewhat unclear. The only thing that Ryland could know for certain was that the taste of cock in his mouth was overwhelming. Fung eagerly sniffed the fresh mountain air and his mind set to the only task it could. His eyes fixated on the Forrest floor, scouring the foliage embellished with the titillating quivers of shadows cast from the eucalyptus leaves far and high above. “Fuck! It’s fucking beautiful as shit out here!” exclaimed Ryland. “Buddy, I’ve worked in a maximum security prison for nine years and that’s still the gayest shit I’ve heard.” Ryland’s lips parted slightly, taking an embarrassingly long time to respond, he thought to himself of his masculinity and its depletion, in the face of Max’s arrogance. “Fuck you, Max!” Their petty pleasantries were disrupted as Fung yelped. “I found the ...
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