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.Rigger moaned softly, hand falling to stroke his own hard cock.Fuck they were a pretty pair.He was so wrapped up in watching Rock's shoulders and Dick's hips and listening to those guttural sounds that he almost forgot the time limit. T.two minutes. Dick lay back, panting as Rock pulled off, looking smug. Want me to spin the bottle for you, Dickie-boy? Dick shook his head and spun, the bottle only spinning around a weak couple of times before stopping back in front of Rock.Rigger whined, half-joking. Oh, this is no fun at all.You didn't tell me that the timekeeper didn't get any kisses. Dick shrugged unsympathetically before turning his attention onto Rock and grinning wickedly. Spread your legs, Rock, old man. Then Dick dove in and began to work on the old asshole's little asshole.Oh, now that was just not fucking right.He was right here, could see Rock's arousal, see that clear drops of come just waiting for him and because of some stupid game he couldn't play? Not right at all.About the minute and a half mark, Rock started riding Dick's tongue, that thick cock pushing toward him over and over and over again. Two minutes. Oh, thank fuck. Rock moaned and grabbed his balls and sat there panting while Dick licked his lips and slunk back to his part of the circle.Rock spun the bottle.Hard.It went round and round and round, slowing at a snail's pace and it looked for sure like it was gonna stop at Dick again and just as he was ready to throw up his hands and accuse them of cheating so he wouldn't get any, it kept going and stopped in front of him.Rock just grinned and crawled over to him. Here, titty, titty. Rigger shivered, grinning back, toes curling. Don't you mean here kitty, kitty, Rocketman? Oh, I don't think so, Rig. Rock's mouth closed over one of his nipples, sucking hard to start with and then tugging with teeth, alternating the hard and soft touches, playing him like a fucking piano.He shuddered, hands running over the bristles of Rock's hair, encouraging each tug. Oh, fucking shit.Good, Rock.Good. It hardly seemed any time at all before the kid was calling out two minutes and insisting that Rock had to stop.Rigger groaned when Rock pulled away, his nipple red and hard and aching and fuck, it felt good.He reached out and spun the bottle, which landed on him.He looked over at Rock with hopeful eyes. Does that mean I get more? And you accused us of cheating.Spin the fucking bottle again, Rig. Pouting, he spun again, grinning widely as it landed on him again. See! Sign from the gods! Again, Nurse. Bitch. Rigger spun the bottle and watched as it spun.If it landed on him he was gonna.Oh! He grinned over at Rock. Your turn. Rock groaned.The old man knew he was toast.Dick was crowing happily. One question if he comes, he still gets to play, right? I still get more kisses? Slut. Yeah, Rock, but you keep getting kisses too so I'd let him go for it, Dick suggested. Oh.Right.Wait a second what makes you so sure you're going to make me come! That sent Dick into gales of laughter.Rigger winked at Rock and picked up his hand, snuggling close.Looking Rock right in those baby blues, he started sucking the thick thumb, working it slow and steady and hard, just like the thick cock that was throbbing against his thigh. Oh, my god! Dick's exclamation echoed the look in Rock's eyes.Rig just kept working, pulling harder and harder, letting his lust show, letting Rock see how much he enjoyed this, loved making Rock come, loved the feel of his Blue in his mouth.Rock's eyes started rolling up and he knew he had him. Two minutes. Rock jerked his hand away with a groan, body shaking.Rigger leaned forward to whisper, Say the word, Blue, and I'll suck you off.Just say the word. Rock groaned. You are a fucking cheating slut. Dick thwacked his ass. Back the fuck off, Rig and play the game right. He pressed close once more before he backed away.He wasn't cheating as much as he was fucking hard and hungry, but he could play, he could. Spin the bottle, Rocketman. Rock's hand wasn't entirely steady and the bottle only spun a couple of times before it stopped in front of Rigger.Dick groaned. Now I see why you were complaining! Rigger nodded to Dick, almost sympathetically and then turned his attention to Rock. I'm all yours, Rocketman. Rock crooked his finger. Come here, Rig. He crawled over, ready, willing and able. Yes, Rock? Give me that other fucking tit, Rig. Oh, Rock was close.Close enough that just sucking on his tit was probably going to send the old man over the edge.Especially if he played his cards right.He crawled up Rock's body, sliding low and slow.Finally he was in position, his cock nestled against Rock's abs, Rock's cock cradled, sweet and tight in the crack of his ass. I'm ready. Oh you are so fucking cheating. Dick sounded impressed rather than upset.Rock just groaned and closed his lips around Rig's nipple, sucking soft and slow.He didn't fake it with moans and shit, it would have just pissed Rock off and this felt too fucking good to fake.Rigger rocked in time with the suction, holding Rock's head with trembling fingers [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Rigger moaned softly, hand falling to stroke his own hard cock.Fuck they were a pretty pair.He was so wrapped up in watching Rock's shoulders and Dick's hips and listening to those guttural sounds that he almost forgot the time limit. T.two minutes. Dick lay back, panting as Rock pulled off, looking smug. Want me to spin the bottle for you, Dickie-boy? Dick shook his head and spun, the bottle only spinning around a weak couple of times before stopping back in front of Rock.Rigger whined, half-joking. Oh, this is no fun at all.You didn't tell me that the timekeeper didn't get any kisses. Dick shrugged unsympathetically before turning his attention onto Rock and grinning wickedly. Spread your legs, Rock, old man. Then Dick dove in and began to work on the old asshole's little asshole.Oh, now that was just not fucking right.He was right here, could see Rock's arousal, see that clear drops of come just waiting for him and because of some stupid game he couldn't play? Not right at all.About the minute and a half mark, Rock started riding Dick's tongue, that thick cock pushing toward him over and over and over again. Two minutes. Oh, thank fuck. Rock moaned and grabbed his balls and sat there panting while Dick licked his lips and slunk back to his part of the circle.Rock spun the bottle.Hard.It went round and round and round, slowing at a snail's pace and it looked for sure like it was gonna stop at Dick again and just as he was ready to throw up his hands and accuse them of cheating so he wouldn't get any, it kept going and stopped in front of him.Rock just grinned and crawled over to him. Here, titty, titty. Rigger shivered, grinning back, toes curling. Don't you mean here kitty, kitty, Rocketman? Oh, I don't think so, Rig. Rock's mouth closed over one of his nipples, sucking hard to start with and then tugging with teeth, alternating the hard and soft touches, playing him like a fucking piano.He shuddered, hands running over the bristles of Rock's hair, encouraging each tug. Oh, fucking shit.Good, Rock.Good. It hardly seemed any time at all before the kid was calling out two minutes and insisting that Rock had to stop.Rigger groaned when Rock pulled away, his nipple red and hard and aching and fuck, it felt good.He reached out and spun the bottle, which landed on him.He looked over at Rock with hopeful eyes. Does that mean I get more? And you accused us of cheating.Spin the fucking bottle again, Rig. Pouting, he spun again, grinning widely as it landed on him again. See! Sign from the gods! Again, Nurse. Bitch. Rigger spun the bottle and watched as it spun.If it landed on him he was gonna.Oh! He grinned over at Rock. Your turn. Rock groaned.The old man knew he was toast.Dick was crowing happily. One question if he comes, he still gets to play, right? I still get more kisses? Slut. Yeah, Rock, but you keep getting kisses too so I'd let him go for it, Dick suggested. Oh.Right.Wait a second what makes you so sure you're going to make me come! That sent Dick into gales of laughter.Rigger winked at Rock and picked up his hand, snuggling close.Looking Rock right in those baby blues, he started sucking the thick thumb, working it slow and steady and hard, just like the thick cock that was throbbing against his thigh. Oh, my god! Dick's exclamation echoed the look in Rock's eyes.Rig just kept working, pulling harder and harder, letting his lust show, letting Rock see how much he enjoyed this, loved making Rock come, loved the feel of his Blue in his mouth.Rock's eyes started rolling up and he knew he had him. Two minutes. Rock jerked his hand away with a groan, body shaking.Rigger leaned forward to whisper, Say the word, Blue, and I'll suck you off.Just say the word. Rock groaned. You are a fucking cheating slut. Dick thwacked his ass. Back the fuck off, Rig and play the game right. He pressed close once more before he backed away.He wasn't cheating as much as he was fucking hard and hungry, but he could play, he could. Spin the bottle, Rocketman. Rock's hand wasn't entirely steady and the bottle only spun a couple of times before it stopped in front of Rigger.Dick groaned. Now I see why you were complaining! Rigger nodded to Dick, almost sympathetically and then turned his attention to Rock. I'm all yours, Rocketman. Rock crooked his finger. Come here, Rig. He crawled over, ready, willing and able. Yes, Rock? Give me that other fucking tit, Rig. Oh, Rock was close.Close enough that just sucking on his tit was probably going to send the old man over the edge.Especially if he played his cards right.He crawled up Rock's body, sliding low and slow.Finally he was in position, his cock nestled against Rock's abs, Rock's cock cradled, sweet and tight in the crack of his ass. I'm ready. Oh you are so fucking cheating. Dick sounded impressed rather than upset.Rock just groaned and closed his lips around Rig's nipple, sucking soft and slow.He didn't fake it with moans and shit, it would have just pissed Rock off and this felt too fucking good to fake.Rigger rocked in time with the suction, holding Rock's head with trembling fingers [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]