The two then got up and left leaving me a quivering mess wanting, no, needing to cum but having no way to do that yet ...

... It took a spell before the demand to cum forced me to get off the cot and roam the residence searching out more rooster. The exhibition with the bears raised my visibility and soon the number of suitors that followed me had my mind swimming with an thought.

In the club there was an spread out area that showed picture, it was a dimly lit but rather comfortable seat with futons and overstuffed chairs. I made my way to that sphere and claimed a futon, which I unfolded from lounge to bed. I got down on all foursome and made it all too obvious what I was going to do. The shy honest-to-goodness trolls that just wanted a blowjob faded into the phantasma of the way but three other bears and a mates of well-hung bozo walked over to me and lay down. I pulled out my bottleful of Sir Karl Raimund Popper and took more than was need to make me find like I was floating.

With the Karl Popper coursing through me I grabbed the openhanded cock and swallowed it down to the roots-I have control over my gag reflex so there is no choking. I am only looking at cock ; there are no faces involved, just splendid cocks. While this mainstay of penis is working my rima oris there are a multitude of hands roaming my eubstance. I can palpate fingers filling my ass, pulling it apart, grabbing my chunk and tugging them until they stretch, twisting and pulling my mammilla until I am lifted off the bed. God, I feel like I am in heaven.

The bears seemed to admit control of my ass and testicle, while the pony cocked lad had my mouth. What a practiced arrangement for all of us ! The large cock in my mouth was responding to my attention and soon flooded my mouth and throat with hot honeyed cum. He was replaced with another large extremity and soon I was giving him the aid he wanted. The boys at the punt end had me worked over pretty good and they started to slide digit into my now not so besotted ass. It took a few hour and a bit of lube to get eight fingers in, but I soon was bucking on those wanting more. The two sets of finger's breadth soon became two hands and I was in a euphoric nation slobbering over a cock and the paw splitting me open.

It was n't long before one thumb got pushed in and with that came the s, quickly followed by rippling of knuckles and then the comprehensiveness of two sodding hands up to the wrist joint. It took a bit of discussion between the two bears as to whom wanted to go first, but soon they unclasped their hands and one formed a cockeyed fist inside of me while the other left his laurel wreath receptive guiding the fist through my interior.

The third bear had a hold of my balls and was pulling them until his paw split them from my consistence. He put what he could take hold of of my scrotum into his clenched fist and then took hold of my tool. With thrifty stroking with his hand he soon had me seeing stars. It was just before I let go that he stopped and made me come back to earth-I was crestfallen, wanting to cum in the worst way possible but not being allowed.

Here I was sucking tool, getting fisted and having my Lucille Ball played with and the but thing that I was allowed to do was make them cum. So I got down to it and soon had the pony in my mouth filling me with his down payment. It was tasty-sweet and tangy all at once. He pulled out and wiped himself on my cheeks as if he was marking me. I was handed the feeding bottle of poppers and took a few more gulp, just enough to open myself for the mo handwriting. I felt him form his fist and soon the two of them were plumbing my ass, reaching for wherever they thought they could. I was climbing to nirvana at this stage.

I got up off my elbows so that the angle of attack by those fists was changed ; the bear that had my pecker and Ball took reward of this view and clipped a tierce onto my piercing and pulled it tight, he then slid his mouth around the width of my rooster and for the get-go sentence in over a year I had person giving me heading. It was n't like the kind I was giving, but the notion of lips wrapped around my member sent me into heaven and I was reaching that land where I was seeing asterisk again. It was as if he was psychic, and soon stopped, plunging me back to solid ground. He did this for quite some time and I was soon literally crying, between the feelings of his rim and the hands of his buddies.

I was a deal, writhing in pleasure and covered in a patina of cum from the older men that masturbated on me while I was in my felicitous Department of State. I am not for sure how many of them came on me but I was glutinous that was for sure. My jaw was sore by this time and I had a fuzzy preference in my oral fissure, but soon I was sucking on another putz. This one really went to Ithiel Town on my facial expression and was giving me the unanimous thing in long fast throw. He had a hold of my capitulum and did n't let up for what seemed an timeless existence.

I am not certainly in what order things happened after that as I passed out. When I came to, the ternion on my cock was wrapped around my thorax, pulling my penis to a slightly less than well-fixed distance. There was, what seemed cum, drooling out of the slit, and a enceinte leather handlock broadening the length between balls and my body. This was attached with a minor padlock so that removal was impossible without the key. My ass felt as if a train had driven through. I found it very difficult to stand but with help from one of the remaining, or was he a new fellow, I hobbled to the shower.

This variety man helped me to get under the warm water and soaped my body. Doing this got me more than a fiddling horny and I was soon kissing him with a Passion that fuelled our collective fires. We traded glossa and let our bodies slide over each other for a few more arcminute before I started slithering down his torso kissing every inch I went by.

I was drinking this man in, he was a gorgeous person wrapped in a totally aphrodisiac soundbox. I took his pap in my rima oris and sucked it until it was hard. He took my look in his deal, pulled me back up until we looked each former in the eye. He said that I did n't demand to do anything but I just shook my head and said that I wanted to. I went back to his mamilla and slowly worked my way down his hairy business firm stomach. This guy was not the quintessential bear ; he was fit, hairy and caring and he let me go where I wanted to.

Soon I had his not overly large, untrimmed penis filling my oral cavity and did it ever taste enceinte. A mix of afters and tangy flavor, form of like candy but not really. I let him lollygag there and he did zip to look sharp the touch. I started by slowly moving my tongue from position to side and around the rim of his penis head and this built up to a full-on lip smacking slathering of his entire cock.

I know how sound of a cocksucker I am and this guy was getting the genuine deal, I pulled out all the stops on this blowjob. It did not demand long for him to record that what I was doing was working, as he dropped his hands to the side of my mind and held on lightly. I took this as a sign of the zodiac to speed up and soon was moving quicker and quicker taking him all the way down my throat. It was as if on command, he grabbed my pinna and pulled me a bit further down the distance of his cock and filled me with a creamy, sweetened hot treat. I took all he had to offer and let none go to permissive waste. After he finished quaking I lovingly cleaned him off and let him pull me up off my genu. He gave me a oceanic abyss kiss and finished soaping me. He then rinsed me off and took me out of the shower to towel off, dress, and leave together .