1. Addicted to Fist


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

    shot two loads this morning and I'd shot none. I absolutely needed to get off so bad I was losing all composure. &#034Let me cum, Gus. Come on' man, get me off!&#034 I pleaded. Gus chuckled. &#034You really wanna get off, dude?&#034 he asked, now playing with my mind. &#034FUCK YES!&#034 I shouted. &#034GET ME OFF, GUS! Come on, man PLEASE stop messing around.&#034 He laughed and then began slamming my ass with short and rapid piston fucks as he leaned over and captured the head of my cock in his mouth. His free hand started jerking the base like a jackhammer. That was all it took as I shot gallons of hot cum in his mouth. Quite possibly, that was the single most enjoyable orgasm I've ever had. He wasted no time in sticking his once-again erect dick into me alongside his hand and I moaned and groaned at the continued thrill of Gus' big mitt jacking his meat off inside me. I thrust the poppers under his nose and then took another hit myself. I closed my eyes and let myself go into a world of hot black rapture, tightening my ass around his wrist and cock, trying to increase the friction, perhaps even the pain for myself. I don't know how long this went on but I opened my eyes back into real time as I heard him shouting my name. His eyes were clenched shut and his face was frozen into the pained grimace of a man on the brink of shooting his brains out through his penis. &#034Ahhhhhhhhh! OH MOTHER FUCKING SHIT!&#034 he screamed as his pelvis pushed both his hand and his dick ...
    even deeper inside me. Each thrust told me another wave of his load was shooting itself into my man pussy and with that, I collapsed into my own mental orgasm, screaming as loudly as he was, surrendering myself to the waves of blinding pain and pleasure that were so inexorably mixed. I opened my eyes a few moments later and saw him looking at me with an expression of pure awe; perhaps even love. Gus winked again at me and slowly pulled his hand and dick out of my ass. As he got out of bed, he reached over and gave me a long, sweet kiss on the lips, letting me taste the salty remains of my own sperm -- which he'd just eaten for the first time. &#034Damn!&#034 I said, still vaguely turning on all over again. &#034First you swallow -- and now you're kissing me like you mean it.&#034 &#034I'm doing a lot of shit I've never done before,&#034 he smiled, pleased at himself, as he headed for the shower. He turned his head toward me and smiled. &#034And you better damn well believe I meant it.&#034 He stood there grinning at me for a moment, looking so incredibly hot as he stood in the morning light, sweat glistening on the big muscles of his hairy chest. &#034And by the way if I haven't said so, I really appreciate you letting me crash here for a while and for well, you know all the other stuff too.&#034 I lay back in our collective pool of cooling sweat and listened to him first humming, then singing very badly in the shower, as he readied himself for the day. Gus was a happy guy. But, ...