This story contains body worship and rough sex between consenting gay young men. If you don't like or appreciate these issues or are under legal age, you should stop now. This story is entirely fictional and is not meant to depict any characters or places or actual events in real life. Any similarity to reality is entirely coincidental. This story is for your personal use only.
Paul's Adoration
Chapter Seven
After breakfast we just sat around talking for a bit, and then Nate brought out a joint. I've never smoked and wasn't really ready to get into it yet, so Hunter let me pass while the three of them got really mellow. Hunter had brought a couple sets of dumbbells along with him and started working out with them. He didn't offer to let us workout with him, so I had a pretty good idea what he was planning. The three of us drooled over him as he started getting a nice pump, getting those glorious muscles looking their best, so I knew he was going to get into body worship. After working out for half an hour or so, I wasn't surprised when he brought out a big plastic sheet, probably eight feet square, and spread it on the floor. He also brought out some bottles of oil, baby oil or something. I was pretty sure Hunter had plans for Nate this weekend. In fact, I suspected the whole weekend was more or less a seduction event because I damn well knew that Hunter was losing patience and wanted more than just admiration from Nate. He wanted complete adoration and submission, and I was pretty sure he planned to get it this weekend. "You start Nate" Hunter said as he stood in the middle of that sheet of plastic with a bottle of oil in his hand. "My feet. Start at my feet." I looked over and saw that Nate was clearly bleary eyed. He was totally stoned. Without saying a word, he took the bottle and got down on his knees. Hunter reached down, put his hand under Nate's chin and pulled his head up so he looked into his eyes. "I know how much you love this body, Nate. Here's your chance. Make love to it." Hunter had slipped into a skimpy red posing strap like they wear in bodybuilding contests. He had also given me and Jerry and Nate bikini underwear to wear. I was surprised because this was supposed to be a nudist weekend, but Hunter said he wanted us fully clothed'. Hunter's definition of fully clothed' was a piece of spandex barely enough to contain our pricks. "Make love to it" Hunter repeated as he held Nate by the chin, looking into his eyes. Nate looked bleary-eyed and hardly focused so any inhibitions he might have had were gone to the wayside, and with those inhibitions sidetracked I knew what was going to happen. Hell, he worshiped Hunter when he was sober, so there was no question what he was going to do now. As he looked up at Hunter, I saw his features change to a look of devotion and veneration like you wouldn't believe. He was gone, totally spellbound. As Hunter let go of his chin, Nate leaned forward and gave Hunter's thigh a kiss, unquestionably a kiss of total adoration. Then he rubbed his face against the bulging quadriceps. "Yeah, that's it, Nate" Hunter crooned softly, barely above a whisper. "Make love to these hard muscles." Nate was making a humming sound in the back of his throat as he gently kissed them again and again before rubbing his nose and face against them some more. Yes, he was making love to Hunter's thighs. Finally bending down, he gave Hunter's foot a kiss, and then started with the oil. I sat there in awe, and I guess Jerry did as well. Obviously getting Nate stoned had released his inhibitions and put him into this worship mode, because I was amazed at his worshipful adoration. "Yeah, Nate. Worship those hard muscles" Hunter murmured as Nate got more oil on his hands and worked his way up Hunters ankle and calf. As he reached Hunter's massive thighs and began to oil them, he went back to rubbing his face against the hard muscle, oblivious to the fact he was getting the oil all over his face. Hunter reached down and fluffed Nate's hair. "That's it baby. Worship your man's hard muscle" he said. "Mmmmmm" was Nate's response. I swear to God, he looked just like a puppy rubbing his muzzle against his master's leg. I knew before we even arrived here at the cabin that Hunter had plans for Nate. No question that he'd been building up to this ever since I'd met them, weeks ago. His constant hints and inuendo's made it clear that he had plans for him, and watching now, seeing Hunter's incredible seduction of his best friend, turning him into an adoring sycophant showed Hunter's true genius at cajolery. "Jesus" Jerry said in awe as Nate bent down and started on Hunter's other foot. Hunter had been looking down at Nate this whole time, but now, finally, he looked over at us. "You'll get your turn" he said softly, and I felt a hot flash shoot through my body. I was sober because I had bowed out on the joint, but that didn't mean I wasn't hot and bothered and raring to go. Turning to Jerry, Hunter waved him over. "You get the arms, baby" Hunter said as Jerry walked over to him. "You get these big bulging biceps." As he said that he raised his massive arms into a double bicep pose. I got another hot flash, and I heard a groan from Jerry as I saw his jaw drop down. "You like, Jerry?" Hunter asked. "You like these big arms?" "Ohhh, Jesus" Jerry moaned in reply. Hell, he was as stoned as Nate, and he was as much into Hunter's body as well. Hunter picked up another bottle of oil, handed it to him and went back to the double bicep pose. Jerry fumbled with the cap for a minute before he was able to get some oil in his hands. Moving behind Hunter, he began to rub the oil on his right bicep, and just like Nate, he began to moan softly. Hunter looked at me and winked, causing another hot flash to shoot through my body. This was so fuckin hot, and I haven't even told you about how Hunter looks with those muscles of his oiled. They had only just begun to oil him up, but I would call it glorious. Or maybe superb or even dazzling. Maybe there wasn't a word to describe what I was seeing. To try to point out Hunter's best feature is impossible, because all of his features are amazing. His massive thighs that Nate was beginning to oil for the second time, were simply astonishing, bulging in places that you didn't know would bulge. And the definition in his arms and shoulders, which were only now beginning to get oiled and beginning to glisten, were simply beyond belief. Of course, you're getting my prejudiced opinion, but the most amazing thing here is that Hunter is a teenager, and it's unheard of for a teenager to look the way he does. "Your turn, Paul" Hunter said as he grinned ag me. "Get on my chest." And I jumped to it. Grabbing the third bottle of oil, (yes there were three; you think Hunter didn't plan this?). I had to straddle Nate who was down on his knees at Hunter's feet, but I started rubbing the oil over Hunter's marvelous pecs. I was already hard as a rock, but now I got a surge in my crotch. Jesus, this was so fuckin hot. The feel of those rock-hard pecs under my hands was overwhelming and I considered rubbing my face against them just like Nate was doing to Hunter's thighs. But I wasn't stoned and just touching Hunter was getting me dangerously close to cuming. I didn't want to stop oiling those massive pecs but I finally had to move down to his rippling abs and start rubbing my fingers between his tight ridges. After only a couple minutes I went back to those marvelous pecs, but Hunter stopped me. "Get my back, Paul" he said. I started to step around him without kicking Nate, but Jerry was in the way, standing behind Hunter, oiling his arms and shoulders. "Move, Jerry" I said, but in fact Jerry was in some never-never' land, some kind of trance, so focused on Hunter's arms, so hung up in lust that he didn't even hear me. "Move, Jerry" I repeated and pushed. He finally seemed to come to his senses and moved around in front of Hunter, having to straddle Nate who seemed to be in a trance himself, lovingly rubbing his nose against Hunter's thighs. I told you all three of them were wasted, I was the only one lucid in the group, but I was as much in lust' as they were. And Hunter's back? Yeah, just like the rest of him, bulging with muscle. I mean, you've got to see it to believe it, that back of his. You just cannot imagine what a turn-on it is to rub your hands over that incredible body, each tight muscle bulging to perfection. Hunter let us keep on for maybe fifteen minutes, each of us with our own bottle of oil. "Okay, boys. Good job" he finally said. None of us stopped what we were doing, totally overwhelmed with the lust of the moment. You wanna bet there weren't some substantial wet spots in those tiny bikinis we were wearing? "I said, that's all. Stop" Hunter said and stepped away. "Over there, sit" he said pointing to the wall. Coming to our senses, we just kind of gawked at him for a moment trying to understand what he wanted. "Over there" he directed. "On the floor. Sit." So, we sat on the floor against the wall as Hunter grabbed a lamp and pulled it over closer to him, giving him more light. Then, as you can probably imagine, he put on a show. The most vainglorious egotistical guy on the planet going through the moves and showing up that super-human body of his. As far as I know, Hunter had never entered any bodybuilding contests, but being such an exhibitionist, he had obviously prepared a well-practiced posing performance showing off his physique. While the three of us had been oiling-up Hunter, our hands had been busy, so I don't think any of us had touched out pricks, but now, now that our hands were free, we all grabbed on. But only for a moment. "Stop that" Hunter snapped. "Legs crossed, hands on your knees." That put an end to that, but it didn't make our pricks any less hard. I don't know how any of us were able to keep from shooting our loads, because Hunter proceeded to put on an amazing show. First, he performed the seven compulsories several times, and then went into a variety of poses and a performance of his own design, moving smoothly from one pose to the other. His oiled body glistening in the light was nothing less than awesome. He started with poses you might see in a bodybuilding show, but then went into a routine that emphasized that enormous bulge in his posing strap. I can assure you all four of us stayed hard and dripping the whole time and were freaking out because we couldn't touch ourselves. Somebody was moaning, I think it was Nate. And believe me, Hunter was having the time of his life. I mean, imagine: three guys, three attractive guys who were all mad for him, all desperate for his attention, and willing and anxious to worship and service him in any way he wanted. The continuous grin on his face as we three sat there drooling over his performance made clear he knew he was driving us crazy. As he finished the posing, he slowly and sensually began to rub his hands over his body, as he very gradually removed the posing strap. And then he stopped and just stood there for a moment with his hands on his hips. And, of course, a big hard-on sticking out. "Okay, whose first" he asked? We were all antsy, but not knowing what he had in mind, nobody said anything. "Paul. What did I tell you I'd let you do here?" I had to think about that for a moment. I thought maybe he was finally going to fuck me this weekend, but he hadn't said he would. Then I remembered. "You said ...., you said I could, ahhh ...., I could kiss your ass" I mumbled. "Actually, I said you could bury your face in my ass" he said with a chuckle. "Wasn't that it?" "Ahhh, yeah" I whispered. "Yeah, that's what you said." "Well, get at it." It took a few seconds for that to click in my mind, but then I crawled over to him. He didn't move, so I had to crawl around behind him. "No hands" he said so I looked up and stuck my nose in his butt. "Oh yeah. Go ahead. Lick it, kiss it, suck it. Get your face in there." So, I did. All three. I kissed it and licked it, and developing some saliva, I sucked it. And I loved it. I was doing this for Hunter, and I loved doing anything he wanted me to do. I couldn't use my hands, and when I stuck my nose in, I couldn't breathe, so I had to keep coming out for quick breaths. But after each breath, I stuck my tongue out and rammed my face in the crack. "Oh yeah, baby" I heard Hunter moan, so I know he was loving it as much as I was. "Nate" I heard Hunter say. "Get some of that oil and come over here behind Paul." He may have said something else, but I wasn't really listening because I was busy. But then I felt a hand on my ass and in my crack; an oily hand. Somebody, presumably Nate, pulled my bikini down and started greasing me up. Another one of those hot flashes shot through me as I felt a finger push into my hole. That's when I realized that Hunter was finally going to fuck me. In truth, I had been looking forward to Hunter fucking me, so I admit I'd had my finger up my ass any number of times. So, I wasn't shocked when Nate stuck a greasy finger in. I wasn't surprised when he stuck two fingers up there either, and even when he stuck in a third finger, it wasn't too bad. I'd been there before. But, three fingers are one thing and Hunter's dick is quite another. I wanted it, I was ready for it, but I knew he was big, and I knew it was going to hurt. "You ready, baby?" Hunter asked. "Oh yeah, I'm ready, Hunter" I gasped as Nate removed his fingers and pulled my bikini completely off. I was so hot I didn't dare touch my leaking prick, so I just lowered my head to the floor, stuck my as up in the air and waited. "Here comes" Hunter said as he moved in behind me and took aim. And in he went, slick as a whistle, a slow even thrust all the way to the root. No prep, no nothing, just a straight shot all the way in. I didn't scream but I couldn't help but moan as Hunter opened me up. But Nate had really got me ready, so the moan was just as much from excitement as it was from pain. Yeah, it hurt but it wasn't bad, not near as bad as I expected. I was actually looking forward to the pain, and totally willing to take it because this was Hunter, but, hell, I wouldn't even call it pain. More like `fulfillment'. I was doing this for him, and he was doing this for me. I had been impatiently waiting for weeks for this, so I was thrilled that it was finally happening. What's a little discomfort anyway? "Oh, yeah, baby. This is going to be good" Hunter said with a chuckle, as he pulled back slowly and then just as slowly buried his dick all the way in again. Then he did it four or five more times, very slowly. Gently easing out and then just as gently, sliding back in again. It was heavenly. I can't even describe it. It was heavenly. And who said there was pain? There was no pain, just a glorious feeling of fullness. I was still moaning but it certainly wasn't from pain, it was from the feeling of nothing else on this earth. I loved it. -----------
On Saturday night they smoked a joint again, and once more I didn't participate. I just wasn't ready to get into that yet, and besides I had promised my parents that I wouldn't get into drugs. So, they were pretty relaxed and just joking around when Hunter called me over. Actually, he didn't call me at all, but came over, grabbed me by the hair and dragged me over to his chair. Without a word, he pushed me on my butt on the floor in front of the chair with my head on the cushion. Then he sat on my face. "Aaaaaaaa" he moaned softly as he wiggled his ass a couple times fitting my face in his crack. "Ohhh, yeeaah, Paul, you are so good at this. Suck it. Suck my hot ass" he moaned, and I started to suck. Yeah, I sucked his ass again. He didn't give me any choice but that was okay because I was more than happy to do it. I loved doing this for him. So, for the next half hour or so Hunter and Nate and Jerry talked and joked and carried on like drunken sailors while I sucked Hunter's ass. He would wiggle his ass occasionally and each time I got my tongue in the crack he'd moan: `Mmmmm'. ------------ On Saturday evening Hunter had Jerry and me put on a strip show for him. And since we were being nudists we had to get dressed first before we could strip but that was fun as we tried to act sexy while Hunter and Nate urged us on. Then he had us blow each other. As usual Jerry was terrible at it, but he got a great blow job from me. But the grand finale was just as I suspected. Hunter had plans for Nate. "Nate, you've been pretty much left out of things" Hunter said. "That blow job Jerry gave you last night was for shit, so all you've done is jerk off a few times. Are you getting tired of your right hand?" "No, Hunter, it's okay. I absolutely love watching these guys do you" Nate answered. "You know I really admire and respect your muscles. What you've done with your body is miraculous and I respect you for it. So, watching you get all sweaty while these guys worship you makes me hotter than hell." "Yeah, I hear you, Nate" Hunter said. "But it bothers me that you get left out of the action all the time. So, come over here." We had a roaring fire going in the fireplace, and we were all sitting naked on cushions on the floor in the nude with our legs crossed. "Ahhh.... what? Ah what, Hunter?" "We all know you're hot for my body, Nate" Hunter said. "So, come over here and show me. Let's put on a show for Paul and Jerry." "It's okay, Hunter. I'm okay" Nate said nervously. "I'll just watch." "I wasn't asking, Nate. I was telling. Now move your ass." "Okay, Hunter. Okay, okay" Nate blurted out knowing that Hunter could not be argued with. "Don't get upset." Nate knew very well that Hunter always got his way, so he stepped over to him and got on his knees. Hunter raised his left arm and flexed it forcing his bicep up to softball size. "Start here, Nate. Kiss it. Work this huge bicep that you love so much." Nate grabbed the arm with both hands and leaning in started kissing the mountain of muscle over and over. "Oh shit" he moaned softly as he kissed and licked all over Hunter's bulging muscle. Jerry and I watched as Nate's cock rose up like a cobra and started bouncing up and down. Jesus was he ever turned on. With his other hand, Hunter pulled Nate's head down onto his chest. "That's it, Nate, you're doing fine." Looking over at Jerry and me, Hunter gave us a big grin. "That's the way. Show me how much you love these muscles." Nate was not kissing now but was licking and sucking and slobbering all over the slabs of pectoral muscle. His cock kept bobbing up and down and it looked like he was going to shoot any minute. Then Hunter, being Hunter, took charge. Taking a handful of Nate's hair Hunter lay back on the floor pulling Nate down with him, holding his mouth to his chest. Holding on to his hair, he then dragged him back and forth over his massive chest making him cover every inch with his tongue. Then he directed him down to his abs for a while, making him lick up and down every bit of the washboard surface. Finally, he pushed his head down to his crotch. "Lick my balls, Nate" Hunter said as he held his face in his crotch. "Please, Hunter" Nate mumbled. "I ain't telling you to suck me; I just want my balls licked. Now do it" Hunter ordered. Knowing that he had no choice, Nate started licking Hunter's balls. And his throbbing cock kept throbbing. Hunter gently stroked his prick with one hand while he directed Nate's head with the other. It looked like Nate was really getting into it as he slobbered all over the balls with slurping sounds and seemed to be trying to get them into his mouth. Hunter just let him go at it for a while until he finally raised his legs into the air allowing access to his ass. He then pushed Nate's face down. "No, Hunter" Hate mumbled as he was pushed into the ass crack. "Just do it" Hunter growled at him. "Get in there and suck it." "Please, Hunter" Nate whimpered. "Please." "Fucking do it!" Hunter barked at him. Jerry and I waited to see what would happen, but it was a forgone conclusion, because Nate started licking. "Yeah, that's it" Hunter said. "Get that tongue in there." So, Nate had licked Hunter's muscles, licked his balls, and now was licking his ass. I had a pretty good idea what was going to happen next. But I turned out to be wrong. "Paul" Hunter said to me. "Get in there and lick Nate's ass." I just looked at him in surprise. What? He wanted me to lick Nate's ass? "Well, don't just sit there. Lick his ass like I told you." What? Of course, I moved in and stuck my face in Nate's ass like Hunter told me. Yes, I loved and worshipped Hunter, but I also understood my place. My place was to do what Hunter wanted whenever he wanted. So, I licked Nate's ass. "Jerry. Get that tube of cream" Hunter said and out of the corner of my eye I saw Jerry go and get the tube from the table. "Okay, Paul" Hunter said, and I raised my head to look at him. Hunter still had a hold of Nate's hair, so as he finally lowered his legs, he pulled Nate's head up. "Okay, Nate" he said. "You can go ahead and play the straight game if you want, so I won't make you suck me; not yet anyway. But I am going to fuck that virgin ass of yours." "Please, Hunter. Please don't" Nate said, and I noticed that he had tears in his eyes. "Oh shut up, Nate" Hunter ordered. "You've been hoping I'd take you down and rape you for months now and we both know it. So, enough bullshit. I don't want to hear another fucking word outa you." Nate kept quiet but the tears started leaking from his eyes. "Paul. You do the job. Grease him up and get him ready." So, I took the tube from Jerry and started working Nate's ass. I knew that Nate was a virgin, so I made special effort to get three fingers into his tight bung hole to get him open as wide as possible. Nate took Hunter's order as gospel and didn't say a word as I prepared his ass. "Okay, get up." Hunter got up and pushed Nate over to the table and pressed his face down on the surface. "Stick that hot ass out, babe" he ordered as he grabbed Nate's hips. Then taking careful aim with his fully hard nine or so inches he pushed. I expected Nate to scream, but he only groaned. I guess I'd done the job in preparing him. Then Hunter pushed the head of his big prick into the tight hole, and Nate did scream. Yeeeeoooow" he howled as Hunter pushed in. "You been wanting this for years" Hunter said as he gave him a slap on the ass. "And so have I. So, take it like a man." I don't know if he had built up anger or what, but he wasn't particularly gentle as he slapped the ass again, pulled back a bit and pushed in further. "Take it, babe. Take my big cock." Hunter gave him another slap on the ass, this time leaving a red mark. Then he stopped for a moment. Nate was weeping softly as Hunter let him adjust to the enormous girth stuck up his ass. "You're tight, babe" Hunter said with a big grin on his face. "Nice tight virgin ass. My prick loves it." After giving Nate a minute or so to adjust, Hunter pulled back a little and then drilled in deeper. And now he started a in and out motion, going a little deeper with each thrust. Nate continued whimpering softly as Hunter kept the slow motion going. "Oh yeah, babe. This is good" Hunter laughed. "I don't know why we waited so long for this. Your ass was made for my cock." Nate stopped moaning but I couldn't tell if Hunter's cock pressing against his prostate was making him feel good or not. Then Hunter jerked on Nate's hips pulling him in as he forced his cock in as far as he could. "Yeah, baby. I'm in" he said with a laugh. "Hot, hot ass, baby. You're making my cock go crazy." Hunter just stood there, not moving at all, as he held his big dick crammed into Nate's puckered hole. "But you gotta tell me you like it, babe. I know you been wanting this, and I know you wanted to make your best buddy happy. And right now, you're making your best buddy's prick really happy." Hunter was grinning like crazy as he grabbed Nate by the hair and pulled him up off the table and against his chest. "Tell me you want to make my prick happy, Nate" he said, whispering into his ear. "I want to hear you say it." Then he bit down on Nate's shoulder getting a squeal out of him. He was definitely going to have a hickey. "Say it, babe. Say it." "Okay, Hunter" Nate moaned. "Okay." "Tell me you like me taking your ass. You like my big prick in there. Go on, say it." "Okay, Hunter, okay" Nate moaned again. "Whatever you want." "Yeah, baby. That's good" Hunter answered still laughing. "Whatever I want. I like that. I take whatever I want, and right now it's your ass I want." Hunter then pulled slowly almost all the way out, and just as slowly forced his way back in. Nate groaned. "I'm waiting, babe" he whispered. "Tell me this is what you want. Come on, tell me." "Yeah, Hunter. Yeah" Nate whimpered. "This is what I want." "Of course it is" Hunter said with a laugh. "Getting raped by your hot stud buddy is what you've been waiting for. Shit, I've known that for months. We just had to find the right place and time." With that Hunter pushed Nate back down on the table, slipped his cock out slowly, and just as slowly, pushed it back in. "Ohhhhh..." Nate groaned. I couldn't tell if it was from pain or pleasure, but I suspected it was the latter. He groaned again as Hunter pulled back and gradually eased his monster back in. "Oh yeah, Nate" Hunter gushed. "This was worth waiting for. You got a really tight ass." Then Hunter started a steady even motion, pushing in tight against Nate's ass and then pulling nearly all the way out. "Shit, I want this to last forever" he said as he gradually picked up speed. "Oh yeah, babe" he swooned. "This ass belongs to me from now on." Reaching forward, Hunter grabbed Nate's shoulders so he could get more leverage, and really started slamming into him. He started corkscrewing his hips as well trying to get in even deeper. Nate was grunting now with each thrust: "Ugh... ugh...ugh..." And I now knew that they were sounds of pleasure because I could see that his cock was hard and dripping. "Oh god, Hunter" he whined. "Oh god" he cried in pleasure. "You're so fucking strong." "You betcha, babe. Muscle man takin your hot ass." Then Hunter gave him a hard smack on his right ass cheek, followed immediately by one on the left cheek leaving bright red prints behind. "Yeeeaaaoooh" Nate squealed. "Oh shit, Hunter." There was no doubt in my mind that that wasn't a squeal of pain, but one of passion. It was now perfectly clear that Nate not only adored Hunter but wanted to be dominated and subjugated and even raped by him. Hunter was really going at it now, slamming in hard and moving the table with each hard thrust. He also started slapping Nate's ass over and over again. Both Hunter and Nate were now moaning, and I could tell Hunter was really close to cuming. "Ohhh... Fuuuuuck" Nate Howled as his prick started shooting without even being touched. I think he was more turned on than ever before in his life. Almost immediately after he yelled Hunter yelled as well. Grabbing Nate's shoulders again Hunter slammed against his ass three more times as hard as he could and started blasting away. "Oh yeah, Nate. Oh yeah" he roared as he exploded into the hot ass over and over and over. "Oh, fuck yeah." Gripping Nate tightly by the shoulders with his cock crammed in as far as possible, Hunter's body was jerking with each ejaculation and yanking Nate along with him as he yelled in exultation. And then, finally, it was over. Hunter looked magnificent as the sweat dripped down his massive chest. "Hot fuckin ass, Nate" he said as he got a big grin on his face. "Really hot." Then, slowly. Very slowly, he pulled back letting his softening cock slip out of Nate's bright red ass. As he took a step back Nate stood up and turned around. They just looked at each other for a moment, both showing big grins. Then Hunter pointed to the floor. This was clearly a motion of command, and without a word Nate slowly sank to his knees. Reaching out, Hunter got a handful of Nate's hair and pulled his head back, so he was looking up into his eyes. "Your ass now belongs to me, Nate." He waited for a few seconds and then said: "say it. Tell me your ass belongs to me" he ordered. Nate looked up at him with a look that I could only describe as total capitulation, complete acceptance. "Yes, Hunter" he murmured. "Yes. My ass belongs to you." "Good man" Hunter said, showing an enormous smile as he let go of Nate's hair and gave him a couple friendly slaps to the face. Then he bent down and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "And something else belongs to me too" he said as he grabbed Nate's chin, pried his mouth open and stuck in his thumb. None of us had any doubt what he meant, and Nate didn't say a word as Hunter stood there pushing his thumb in and out of his mouth. "Okay, babe, clean me off" Hunter ordered as he let go of Nate's chin. With no hesitation Nate leaned in and started licking Hunter's crotch.
Comments appreciated
gladiatorkid@hotmail.com
Remember to donate to Nifty so you can keep reading stories like this.