1. Addicted to Fist


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: BDSM, Gay Male, Author: klammer, Rating: 60, Source: xHamster

    I will prepare my slave for your onslaught,&#034 Jim announced, &#034by readying his ass with that which only I may use to fuck him.&#034 He handed me an open bottle of poppers and whispered for me to use them as much as I needed to. I heard a sc**** of something being dragged across the floor and glimpsed a low-rise chair being placed behind me. It looked like a short-legged beach chair, only it was padded with black leather and was tilted back so that whoever sat it in would, by necessity, have his legs thrust into the air. I knew what was coming and I couldn't wait. I heard him sink into the chair and literally shuddered in impatient expectation as the sound of the lube bucket sc****d across the floor. About a minute later, I felt something slimy pushing against my ass and I knew it was his toes. I took a deep hit of poppers and relaxed my hole as much as possible. Just as I thought he was about to push it in, I felt a slash of heat across my back. And then another. I looked around and saw the doorman from before holding a long leather belt. I tried to remember his name as he lashed another assault across my shoulders. Butch. That was it. Butch. I remembered how big his arms were, how much I'd enjoy having them thrust up my ass. Butch. But by now, Jim's foot was slowly inching its way inside my ass. He was being careful and gentle, knowing that one wrong turn could ruin me for the rest of the night. &#034Take some poppers, boy,&#034 he ordered. I complied immediately, ...
    inhaling several times on the open fumes. The belt lashed against me again, causing me to cry out in sweet burning agony. Jim's foot pushed assertively all the way to his heel, making me cry out yet again. &#034Oh, SIR!&#034 I cried. &#034PLEASE FUCK ME!&#034 He pulled out and then pushed forward again, fucking me with the intensity that I craved. I took more hits of the poppers and gave myself completely to the overwhelming intensity of being foot fucked and whip lashed at the same time. The spotlights encircling us started churning like a tornado, making me realize the first effects of the acid I'd taken. I knew I was in for a wild ride. Camera flashes went off all around us, capturing the intensity of two muscle top studs abusing me, one with his foot and the other with his belt. I could see the sweat dripping off of Butch's chest as the muscles of his huge arms pumped up even more with each slash. His jock strap was gone and his big thick cock was hard and angry. Jim's foot seemed to reach a point of maximum depth as he now just kept thrusting it in and out as I tried my best to get more. He must have sensed my hunger as I felt a momentary lapse and then the presence of something else against my stuffed butthole. His fist? Someone else's hand? And then it hit me. It was his other foot. Goddamn! He was trying to double footfuck me! I took a deep, deep hit from the poppers and then simply gave it up. I relaxed my ass muscles to allow a fucking freight train to enter and -- low ...
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