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A Holiday Encounter
by EugeneTB
In the bar one evening I saw a couple of black guys, one of whom seemed familiar. As I looked over it turned out to be Patrick who I had met at a gang bang party some months previously.
I waved them over and we made the introductions. Patrick’s partner was called Michael, tall and well muscled. We talked and joked and it was clear that Patrick was angling for us all to get to know each other better. So it was no surprise at the end of the evening when he said, “What are we going to do now? Perhaps Carl and Eugene will invite us to their room for a drink!”
Carl took the obvious hint and we went upstairs. Patrick sat next to Carl and I was paired with Michael. It wasn’t long before Patrick had his hand on Carl’s crotch. Suddenly he stood up and started a striptease. We laughed as he pirouetted around pulling of his clothes; until he was down to some see through French knickers that covered his thin cock. Carl was stripping off too while I was in a clinch with Michael.
Coming up for air I saw Patrick sitting on the end of the bed with Carl’s cock in his mouth. Michael manoeuvred me alongside and back on to the bed. He wasn’t a big as Carl but he was certainly ready. Patrick shifted back alongside me and started to kiss and stroke me. I could feel his member through his knickers and he started to rub up against me. Carl and Michael lubed themselves.
Patrick rolled over on his back, his legs were in the air and his stick was pushing up against his knickers. Carl climbed between his legs and pulled the knickers slightly to one side and started to penetrate him. Patrick whimpered with pleasure as Carl’s massive tool pushed in. One hand grabbed at my cock and he let out a yell as Carl went right the way up and his fucking started. Patrick’s bucking followed and he was soon pushing into Carl’s stomach trying to rub his cock against it.
Michael was pulling my legs apart and I felt his cock up to my hole and starting to push in. I opened my mouth and suctioned his tongue, putting my hand round his ass to encourage him in. Patrick’s hand was trapped between us, pinching my tip. Michael’s motions were lifting me up. Wave after wave of sensation started to go through me.
I looked at Patrick; he was wide eyed with ecstasy, panting with a kind of “ooo-ee” sound. His hand released my cock and taking my fingers he put them in his mouth, sucking them like a cock. His panties were darkening with his secretions. He was bucking and jiggling, trying to rub his cock against Carl. Then he screamed and his come stained his knickers. He thrashed from side to side, squirting semen, shaking and crying out. Carl followed, shuddering and then dropping exhausted to Patrick’s side.
Michael stiffened as his explosion came, too early for me. His cock was still dribbling as he pulled out, adding to the stickiness in my crack. I was just about to pull mine when I felt a hot mouth envelop me and Patrick’s head was bobbing up and down. His tongue flicked my tip. My ass clenched and I felt my balls tighten as I shot into Patrick’s mouth. He sucked until he had swallowed everything and then lay on his side, snuck up against me.
Needless to say we slept there, exhausted. During the night I got up to pee and went into the bathroom. Out of habit I squatted, pushing my cock through before peeing. As I finished I looked up and Michael was standing there.
“You piss like a bitch?” he said
“Carl prefers.” I replied. Carl liked me submissive.
Michael walked up. I started to move but he put his hand on top of my head holding me still. Then he pushed me back slightly with one hand and holding his cock with the other directed a stream of hot piss into my crotch. He shook it and without a word turned and went back to bed.
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