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 while before the need to cum forced me to get off the cot and roll the halls searching out more cock. The exhibition with the bears raised my profile and soon the number of suitors that followed me had my mind swimming with an musical theme.

In the order there was an outdoors country that showed video, it was a dimly lit but rather comfortable place with futons and overstuff electric chair. I made my way to that field and claimed a futon, which I unfolded from couch to bed. I got down on all four and made it all too obvious what I was going to do. The shy quondam round that just wanted a blowjob faded into the phantom of the room but three other bears and a couple of well-hung guys walked over to me and lay down. I pulled out my nursing bottle of Popper and took more than than was need to make me feel like I was floating.

With the poppers coursing through me I grabbed the biggest cock and swallowed it down to the roots-I have ascendency over my gag reflex so there is no choking. I am only looking at pecker ; there are no faces involved, just glorious rooster. While this pillar of member is working my mouth there are a multitude of hand roaming my consistency. I can feel fingers filling my ass, pulling it apart, grabbing my balls 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 lease control of my ass and balls, while the pony cocked sonny boy had my rima oris. What a thoroughly arrangement for all of us ! The large shaft in my oral cavity was responding to my attention and soon flooded my oral cavity and throat with hot sweet cum. He was replaced with another large member and soon I was giving him the tending he wanted. The boy at the book binding end had me worked over pretty honorable and they started to slide finger into my now not so smashed ass. It took a few moment and a bit of lube to get eight fingers in, but I soon was bucking on those wanting more. The two sets of fingerbreadth soon became two hands and I was in a euphoric state slobbering over a stopcock and the manus splitting me open.

It was n't long before one thumb got pushed in and with that came the irregular, quickly followed by rippling of knuckles and then the fullness of two concluded hired man 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 mitt and one formed a tight fist inside of me while the early left his decoration assailable guiding the fist through my insides.

The third bear had a postponement of my orb 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 hold of my cock. With careful stroking with his paw 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 rack up way possible but not being allowed.

Here I was sucking shaft, getting fisted and having my bollock 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 crib in my lip filling me with his alluviation. 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 nursing bottle of poppers and took a few more than draft, just enough to open myself for the sec mitt. I felt him work 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 fist was changed ; the bear that had my stopcock and bollock took advantage of this situation and clipped a leash onto my piercing and pulled it tight, he then slid his back talk around the breadth of my peter and for the first time in over a year I had someone giving me head. It was n't like the kind I was giving, but the feeling of sassing wrapped around my penis sent me into heaven and I was reaching that state where I was seeing maven again. It was as if he was psychic, and soon stopped, plunging me back to earth. He did this for quite some meter and I was soon literally crying, between the feelings of his lips and the handwriting of his buddies.

I was a plenty, writhing in pleasance 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 certainly how many of them came on me but I was awkward that was for sure. My jaw was sore by this time and I had a fuzzy gustatory sensation in my lip, but soon I was sucking on another cock. This one really went to Town on my face and was giving me the whole affair in farsighted tight diagonal. He had a hold of my ears and did n't let up for what seemed an infinity.

I am not trusted in what decree things happened after that as I passed out. When I came to, the deuce-ace on my cock was wrapped around my chest, pulling my member to a slightly LE than comfortable length. There was, what seemed cum, drooling out of the slit, and a large leather cuff broadening the distance between balls and my dead body. This was attached with a small padlock so that removal was insufferable 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 dude, I hobbled to the shower.

This kind man helped me to get under the strong urine and soaped my soundbox. Doing this got me to a greater extent than a piffling aroused and I was soon kissing him with a passion that fuelled our corporate fires. We traded tongues and let our bodies slide over each former for a few More hour before I started slithering down his torso kissing every inch I went by.

I was drinking this man in, he was a gorgeous somebody wrapped in a totally aphrodisiac body. I took his nipple in my backtalk and sucked it until it was hard. He took my fount in his hand, pulled me back up until we looked each other in the eye. He said that I did n't necessitate to do anything but I just shook my mind and said that I wanted to. I went back to his nipples and slowly worked my way down his hairy firm tum. This guy was not the quintessential bear ; he was fit, haired and lovingness and he let me go where I wanted to.

Soon I had his not overly large, uncut phallus filling my oral fissure and did it ever taste great. A mix of sweet and tangy tone, form of like confect but not really. I let him mill about there and he did zip to hotfoot the feeling. I started by slowly moving my tongue from face to side and around the rim of his penis read/write head and this built up to a full-on lip smacking slathering of his entire dick.

I know how good of a cocksucker I am and this guy was getting the real deal, I pulled out all the stops on this cock sucking. It did not take long for him to show up that what I was doing was working, as he dropped his hands to the sides of my heading and held on lightly. I took this as a sign to travel rapidly 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 length of his cock and filled me with a creamy, honeyed hot delicacy. 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 pull me up off my knee joint. He gave me a deep kiss and finished soaping me. He then rinsed me off and took me out of the exhibitioner to towel off, dress, and leave together .