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 motive to cum forced me to get off the cot and ramble the residence hall searching out more cock. The expo with the bears raised my profile and soon the bit of suitors that followed me had my thinker swimming with an idea.

In the club there was an clear field that showed videos, it was a dimly lit but rather comfortable place with futons and overstuff chairman. I made my way to that region and claimed a futon, which I unfolded from cast to bed. I got down on all fours and made it all too obvious what I was going to do. The shy older trolls that just wanted a cock sucking faded into the shadows of the room but three former bears and a couple of well-hung bozo walked over to me and lay down. I pulled out my bottle of poppers and took Sir Thomas More than was need to get to me feel like I was floating.

With the poppers coursing through me I grabbed the gravid rooster and swallowed it down to the roots-I have control over my gag instinctive reflex so there is no choking. I am only looking at prick ; there are no faces involved, just splendid cocks. While this pillar of member is working my mouth there are a multitude of hired hand roaming my body. I can feel digit filling my ass, pulling it apart, grabbing my Ball and tugging them until they stretch, twisting and pulling my teat until I am lifted off the bed. God, I feel like I am in heaven.

The bears seemed to hire control condition of my ass and clod, while the pony cocked fella had my mouth. What a good arrangement for all of us ! The orotund cock in my mouth was responding to my attention and soon flooded my sassing and throat with hot sweetness cum. He was replaced with another large member and soon I was giving him the aid he wanted. The boys at the back end had me worked over pretty good and they started to slue fingers into my now not so miserly ass. It took a few hour and a bit of lube to get eight fingerbreadth in, but I soon was bucking on those wanting more. The two sets of digit soon became two manpower and I was in a euphoric state of matter slobbering over a shaft and the paw splitting me open air.

It was n't long before one thumb got pushed in and with that came the second, quickly followed by rippling of knuckle joint and then the fullness of two complete men up to the radiocarpal 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 tight fist inside of me while the early left his palm open guiding the fist through my interior.

The third gear bear had a hold of my glob and was pulling them until his hand split them from my body. He put what he could grab of my scrotum into his fist and then took delay of my rooster. With heedful 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 forged way possible but not being allowed.

Here I was sucking cock, getting fisted and having my musket ball played with and the only thing that I was allowed to do was make them cum. So I got down to it and soon had the trot in my rima oris filling me with his depositary. It was tasty-sweet and tangy all at once. He pulled out and wiped himself on my impertinence as if he was marking me. I was handed the bottle of poppers and took a few more draft, just enough to open myself for the second hired hand. I felt him mould 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 cubital joint so that the angle of attack by those clenched fist was changed ; the bear that had my prick and clump took advantage of this position and clipped a leash onto my piercing and pulled it tight, he then slid his rima oris around the width of my cock and for the first time in over a class I had somebody giving me head. It was n't like the sort I was giving, but the feeling of lip wrapped around my penis sent me into heaven and I was reaching that State Department where I was seeing stars again. It was as if he was psychical, and soon stopped, plunging me back to terra firma. He did this for quite some time and I was soon literally crying, between the feelings of his lips and the hand of his buddies.

I was a sight, writhing in joy and covered in a patina of cum from the older men that masturbated on me while I was in my happy state. I am not certain how many of them came on me but I was sticky that was for certainly. My jaw was sore by this clock time and I had a fuzzy taste in my oral fissure, but soon I was sucking on another prick. This one really went to town on my face and was giving me the whole affair in long debauched strokes. He had a grip of my auricle and did n't let up for what seemed an timeless existence.

I am not surely in what edict affair happened after that as I passed out. When I came to, the lead on my dick was wrapped around my thorax, pulling my member to a slightly to a lesser extent than comfortable distance. There was, what seemed cum, drooling out of the slit, and a tumid leather cuff broadening the distance between balls and my trunk. This was attached with a small 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 place upright but with help from one of the remaining, or was he a new fellow, I hobbled to the shower.

This form man helped me to get under the warm water and soaped my body. Doing this got me more than a footling aroused and I was soon kissing him with a Passion of Christ that fuelled our collective flame. We traded clapper and let our body slide over each other for a few more than transactions before I started slithering down his body kissing every inch I went by.

I was drinking this man in, he was a gorgeous individual wrapped in a totally aphrodisiacal body. I took his tit in my mouth and sucked it until it was hard. He took my face in his hand, pulled me back up until we looked each other in the eye. He said that I did n't want to do anything but I just shook my head and said that I wanted to. I went back to his nipples and slowly worked my way down his hairy firm stomach. This guy was not the quintessential bear ; he was fit, hairy and lovingness and he let me go where I wanted to.

Soon I had his not overly tumid, uncut phallus filling my sass and did it ever taste great. A mix of sweet and tangy flavours, sort of like candy but not really. I let him linger there and he did nothing to hasten the feeling. I started by slowly moving my tongue from side 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 good of a motherfucker I am and this guy was getting the actual spate, I pulled out all the stops on this blowjob. It did not select long for him to establish that what I was doing was working, as he dropped his hands to the side of meat of my point and held on lightly. I took this as a sign 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 capitulum and pulled me a bit further down the length of his pecker and filled me with a creamy, afters hot treat. I took all he had to offer and let none go to waste. After he finished quaking I lovingly cleaned him off and let him displume me up off my knees. He gave me a mystifying osculation and finished soaping me. He then rinsed me off and took me out of the shower to towel off, dress, and leave together .