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Tensome, Part III Josh and Liu were sitting on the floor with their naked legs crossed around each other, hugging and kissing. Markku and N'Komo were standing opposite each other, looking straight into each other's eyes, one huge cock pressed against the other by four eager hands, measuring which one was the longest, the strongest, the thickest, the boldest, the horniest... It was almost a form of cock-wrestling, but no one wanted to win, just to keep wrestling. Yury and Mahmet were enjoying Ernando's fat cock, and Ernando was enjoying both having their four hands caress him and having a cock in each hand. Mahmet's thick, rough surfaced, bent limb was a wonderful contrast to Yury's slightly longer and slightly slimmer one, and vice versa. Occasionally they kissed, too. All looked up when the three entered the compartment, but none of them seemed uneasy getting caught by the ones that had been away. They knew that the three guys had been doing something similar just seconds ago. "We have an idea," said Mitchell. "Or maybe I'm the one to blame..." he added, looking at the other two. Paolo and Kaveem shrugged. "No, man, we're in on it too." "Yeah, count us in on this." Markku looked at them, not letting go of N'Komo's cock, nor his own, and said: "I think I'm gonna like this idea..." "What is it?" N'Komo asked, still stroking both cocks, but he too now looking at the three guys standing by the door. Mitchell looked at all of the guys, seeing the same question in all of their eyes. He answered them. "A tensome." "It's a rare thing to have something like this happen. Let's do it now, when we have the chance. We have all the condoms we need, and I've got some KY in my backpack," said Mitchell. "Me too," said Kaveem. N'Komo got up and opened his bag. A few seconds later, all eight passengers were holding jars and tubes from their luggage. Mahmet and Yury didn't have to go and get their stash. "Now, I don't know what you guys would like to do," Mitchell said, "but us three, we've got some idea what *we* wanna do, I think. You guys can follow and do what you like." He looked at Kaveem, who nodded consent: "On three." "One." "Two." "Hey, whatcha gonna do?" Paolo wondered. The next second, he found out. "Three." Kaveem and Mitchell locked hands and swept Paolo off his feet, carrying him between them. "Oh, I see..." he said, both flattered and amused. "Could you grab some pillows from the rack, Mahmet?" Kaveem said. "Sure." Mahmet laid the pillows on the floor where Mitchell indicated. Kaveem and Mitchell then laid Paolo on the thin and narrow bed of pillows. Talk about getting laid. Kaveem bent down over Paolo's face, so that they were facing each other upside down, and started kissing his face, his lips, his chest, his nipples, his eyes, his nose. Mitchell started kissing the other half of Paolo's body--his washboard stomach, his navel, his thighs, his balls, his wiry pubic hair, his shaft, his glans penis, its slit. As Kaveem started French-kissing Paolo, Mitchell went down on his throbbing bone. Kaveem's hands were on Paolo's cheeks, hugging his mouth closer. Mitchell's hands were on Paolo's sensitive nipples, gently caressing the area around the erect points, as Mitchell gulped down more and more of his hardon. Paolo was moaning with bliss. Ernando was the first to react. He moved along Paolo's outstretched body and ran a finger along Paolo's right side. Paolo squirmed and groaned even louder. Ernando bent down and started licking Paolo's right arm pit. Then he got another idea and eased himself down to where Mitchell was giving such excellent head. As he approached Mitchell's mouth with his fat, hard cock, Mitchell saw him and opened wide to get him in too. Rubbing his balls against Paolo's shaft, Ernando moved up onto where he could sit on his haunches and have Mitchell give them a double decker blowjob. For a second Paolo broke free from Kaveem's hot kiss and said: "Come on, Ernando... Sit on it, dude!" And Ernando liked the idea. Mitchell released both men's cocks and handed Ernando a condom to put on Paolo. Ernando hesitated at first, but then he rolled down the rubber over Paolo's pulsating penis. Mitchell applied a generous amount of lubricant to Ernando's puckered hole, using his middle finger. As he did, he felt that Ernando was not going to have any trouble taking Paolo up the ass. As a matter of fact... "You ever been fucked by two guys?" he asked, hoping for approval. "No, but I think I could take it, man." Ernando winked at Mitchell. "We'll get Paolo in first, and then we'll se," said Mitchell. He lubed Paolo up and helped the guy enter Ernando. Mitchell then started giving Ernando head, bobbing up and down, using his tongue to circle the cock head under the foreskin, which he pulled forward. Ernando roared. "MAN!!! YEAH!" N'Komo and Markku knelt beside Paolo's head and stroked the back of Kaveem's head with their hard man-tools. He looked up and saw them standing over him, smiling, breathing heavily. Kaveem asked Paolo: "You wanna suck some cock, man?" "Yeah, bring 'em on!" Kaveem and Paolo sucked both cocks simultaneously, feeling the other's tongue and lips now and then across the huge truncheons of meat that the Nigerian and the Finn were packing. Slurping away at the shafts of two hot dicks, Kaveem suddenly felt a hand on his tight ass. Mahmet asked in a hoarse voice: "Can I do you? I've only been with Yury before." Kaveem lifted his long-haired head from the two hardons. "You might wanna wear a condom anyway, you know..." "Oh, I didn't mean that! I've already got one on--see?" Mahmet stroked Kaveem's hairy butt with his hard, rubber clad cock. "I just wanted you to know I might not be all that good at it, since I'm not that experienced." Kaveem smiled and flexed his ass to reveal his tight, red hole. "Me neither, dude." "You a virgin?" "No, but not far from it... Just use a lot of lube and it'll be great. Go ahead." Mahmet took almost a handfull from a big jar on the floor and started by entering with his little finger. It went in easy, so he tried again with some more lube and a bigger finger. Kaveem moved his hips around to feel the fingers entering his butt. Mahmet got braver and used both his index finger and his middle finger. When that went smooth, he got more lube on his fingers and pushed three of them inside. He could feel Kaveem's prostate gland, and Kaveem could certainly feel him touching it. "Mmmmh!" he groaned through the penises in his mouth. Mahmet smeared the remaining lube on his own dick and bent it down toward Kaveem's waiting hole. Entering was rather easy now, and soon Mahmet was cock-deep in Kaveem. He pulled out a bit and pushed in again, feeling the smooth friction all around. Kaveem's sphincter grasped his shaft tightly and enhanced the experience. He repeated the motion and felt Kaveem follow his rhythm. It felt great. For both of them. Meanwhile, Yury had got a condom on too, and lubed himself up. When he was ready to act, he approached Mitchell and whispered in his ear. "Is it all right if I ask Ernando first?" Mitchell knew that his shot at a double fuck would come sooner or later that night. "Sure, go ahead. I'm being big today." "Yes, you are," Yury said, tugging on Mitchell's thick, steel hard 7.75 inches. He leaned over to Ernando, kissing him on the lips. "Can I be the second one in your ass? I'd really love to." "Only if Mitchell says it's okay." "No problem." Yury positioned himself where Mitchell had been. Standing on his knees, with his legs between Paolo's and Ernando's, he started to enter Ernando's ass right above Paolo's pounding cock. Ernando spread his legs wide and pushed himself down along Paolo's shaft in order to meet Yury. Paolo could feel the young man's cock pressing against his, thrusting alongside it in the same cavity. It was like making love to two men at once, and both with his cock. Yury felt the same way as he buried himself deep inside Ernando and pulled outwards again, all the time feeling the hot, hard throbbing of Paolo next to his own. Ernando was seeing stars. He screamed, but not so much in pain as in joy. "Dios mio! Qué sensación!! Ahhnnnhhh...nhhhh...mmmhhhh..." N'Komo bent down and took Ernando's oozing cock in his mouth, caressing it with his full lips and tickling it with his long tongue. Wanting to take part in the action, Mitchell asked Ernando to turn over and face Paolo. With a great deal of difficulty Ernando did so without separating from Paolo. Yury waited to get back in, and as soon as they were ready, he got right back in. Mitchell put his head between Yury's hairy thighs and saw the two hard cocks entering Ernando's stretched asshole. He kissed Paolo's fuzzy balls and licked his way up to Yury's, following their cocks and brushing against Ernando's sphincter. His tongue slipped in between the cocks and into Ernando's burning ass. Then Mitchell started licking Yury's wrinkled opening and fondled his balls. Paolo, sensing what was happening, lifted his legs and let Mitchell suck on his sphincter, too. Yury now had his legs spread wide apart. Between his knees was Ernando's sweaty back, and between his feet, which were on the floor, was Paolo. Ernando had joined Kaveem and Paolo in kissing each other and sucking on Markku's and N'Komo's cocks. But N'Komo wanted to get another go at Ernando's cock, so he got down on all fours and put his head between Ernando's chest and Paolo's. Inching his way in between them, he reached his sweet goal and started sucking once more. Ernando moaned. Markku decided to give the new condom trick a go, so he stood up and rolled one on. He lubed himself first, and then, without a word, he put two fingers on N'Komo's hot hole. N'Komo said nothing either. He just opened his crack a bit more, knowing that he could take what Markku was going to hand to him. The only penis in the room that he would have to think twice about was in his mouth. Markku shoved a great deal of lubricant inside N'Komo. Then he bent down and kissed the small of the man's back, right where the crack starts. He let some saliva run down the crack and into the twitching hole, and then he proceeded to very slowly push his thick penis into N'Komo's black ass. Markku suspected that this could be the first and last time that the masculine Nigerian would let him fuck him in the ass, so he intended to get the most out of it, taking as long as he could. Eventually, N'Komo would fuck him too. Of that he was sure. Paolo and Ernando started kissing and hugging, caressing each other, ruffling the other's hair. N'Komo had left his uncomfortable position and was taking on Mitchell's stiffy instead. Kaveem was left out. He saw what was happening to his right, and asked Mahmet to ride him over there. They moved slowly, with Mahmet mounting Kaveem standing with his legs spread and his feet on the floor, the same way as Yury was mounting Ernando. When they got close enough, Kaveem could get his mouth back onto N'Komo's drooling meat, suckling like a randy stallion on a huge black bull... Mitchell enjoyed N'Komo's lips and started thrusting into his mouth. N'Komo answered by swirling his tongue around Mitchell's exposed glans and circumcision scar, drinking the precum that was oozing from his swollen balls, taking in the feeling of Mitchell's vein studded cock in his soft mouth. Mitchell had Yury's balls swaying across his face every time that the young man burrowed deep into Ernando, and he had Paolo's balls in his mouth, so when Liu started licking him, he was pleased that someone cared about *his* balls. Liu stuck his tongue deep in Mitchell's ass, and Mitchell almost shot a load across N'Komo's face. Controlling his urge to spew, Mitchell flexed his buttocks and let Liu come closer. Eating man-pussy was one of Liu's specialties, and boy did Mitchell get to feel that. Liu thought that Mitchell had such a pleasant taste that he could go on for hours--an added bonus of good personal hygiene. "Mmmmmh...mmmmmm..." he murmured as he plunged his tongue into Mitchell's soft hole. Mitchell felt chills running along his entire body, focusing on that point of his being. He answered in similar groans, with his face buried deep between Yury's moving cheeks. That almost sent the young Russian flying over the edge, but he managed to control himself and keep thrusting. When Mitchell felt as if nothing could get any better, Liu inserted two fingers and found his prostate gland. That *really* got Mitchell going. "Fuck me. Fuck me, please! Fuck me!!" he shouted. Liu was ready with his lubed and condom-clad cock before Mitchell knew what hit him. Then he knew. Boy, did he know. Liu didn't have a particularly long or thick cock, but the motions he performed were the motions of a god. He actually kept a finger inside Mitchell, close to his prostate gland, while he was pushing his stiff cock into the clenched hole. Then he moved the finger round and up, so that it was on top of his thrusting cock instead of below, letting the slick rubber hardness of his engorged penis touch Mitchell's gland every time he entered. Pinching the skin of his scrotum, Liu made Mitchell shoot his load onto the floor when N'Komo was sucking on his shaft so hard that Mitchell later found a red mark there. Mitchell convulsed in pleasure and shouted into Yury's ass: "AAAAAAHH!!!" Liu kept a slow pace fucking Mitchell's ass, and soon Mitchell was hard as a rock once more. Josh was standing by, waiting for some opportunity to arise. When he couldn't think of anything more exotic, he simply put one leg over Mitchell and stood over him facing Liu. The Korean was thrilled to finally get a taste of the organ that he had desired for so long. Josh's cut cock tasted sweet to Liu, and he engulfed it as fast as he could. He could not take it all in at first, since Josh stood proud with an 8.5-incher, but most of it went in. Then Liu bent forward, trying to straighten his throat out to get the last three inches. He managed it, and Josh started squirming from the sensations, holding on to the back of Liu's head and moving Liu's head along the shaft of his penis. The warm mouth enveloped all of Josh, and when Liu started licking the belly of the cock and sticking his tongue out to slurp at the base and lick the hairy skin that covered his gonads, it was almost too much for Josh. He had received head many times, but this was the best ever. He was about to cum, but he wanted it to last much longer, so he pulled away and let Liu lick the tip of his now drooling, throbbing cock. As if he knew what Josh was thinking, Liu put one finger in his mouth and coated it with saliva. He then searched for Josh's opening behind his swinging pouch of balls. When he found it, Liu started massaging the sphincter, not entering one millimeter, just circling the hole with his saliva-drenched finger. At the same time, he flicked his tongue at the slit in Josh's dick head and licked the area immediately below. "Unnh! Man! I wanted it to last longer!" Josh said as he shot his salty load into Liu's eagerly waiting mouth. Lapping at Josh's cock, glazing it with cum, then swallowing the part of the load that wasn't running down his chin and dripping onto Mitchell's back, Liu said: "We'll do plenty of more fucking, you and me..." It didn't sound very romantic, but Josh took it for what it meant. He felt all warm inside and bent down to kiss Liu, who met his face halfway, coming up from his cock, cum all over his lips. They kissed for quite a while. Josh could taste his own seed on Liu's lips, and that made it even better. While they were kissing, Liu kept his pace ramming Mitchell. Soon he embraced Josh, pulling him closer, and gave Mitchell one last, deep jab to the prostate. Liu quivered as he was filling his condom with creamy spunk, still deep inside Mitchell's ass, and Josh held him tight. N'Komo had been doing his very best to get more juice out of Mitchell, and at that final jab of Liu's he succeeded. Mitchell spurted out that hot, colorless fluid that still tastes like sperm but doesn't have as much of the white in it that it does the first couple of times one shoots in a day. N'Komo wasn't looking, he was drinking, so it didn't matter. Mitchell's hard cum stick swelled in N'Komo's mouth as he blew his hot load. This time Mitchell's cry of pleasure did send the young Russian flying over the edge. Yury pulled out of Ernando, leaving Paolo's cock inside, which made Ernando and Paolo connect even closer. He ripped off the condom and blasted away across Ernando's back. Ropes of cum hit the tanned skin like white whiplashes. Yury shouted as he felt his balls disappear into his groin, as they sometimes do when excitement has been prolonged and the body really badly wants to ejaculate. He shot wad after wad after wad, baffling at the sight of so much cum. His legs wouldn't carry him any longer, so he collapsed to his right, onto the floor, where he lay laughing and panting, holding on to his sore cock as the last of his massive load oozed out onto his belly. "Weee-haaa!" Seeing his lover in such orgasm brought Mahmet to the point of no return. He picked up speed and started moving in and out of Kaveem with full force. Kaveem soon followed, keeping the pace that Mahmet set. When the tight, hot hole of Kaveem's ass fondled Mahmet's rigid boner, Mahmet felt what it was like to be alive. He felt his head swim as he pulled out of Kaveem completely, to do as Yury had done. The condom was easily discarded, and with his right fist Mahmet pounded his meat as his left hand pressed on what felt as the root of his manhood, a point behind his balls. The orgasm shook his whole body, and semen gushed out of the wide open slit in his swollen, red penis. His entire organ had now assumed the same dark red color as the head. It was pointing straight up, so the first load went straight up, too, raining down on Mahmet and Kaveem in white, sticky drops. Next, the jet of juice hit Mahmet in the face, running from his eyebrows across his nose and eyes to his mouth. Mahmet fell onto a chair, where he sat, breathing heavily and wearing a broad grin, as his load pumped out onto his chest and continued to run out onto his thighs. Kaveem felt the drops of Mahmet's cum on his back only seconds after Mahmet had pulled out of him. He sat on his haunches and watched Mahmet spray his stuff. He liked what he saw. His own hard cock was not going to be a problem, as long as he could gather enough arm strength to give himself a hand job. "Wow, that boy can fuck!" he thought to himself. Then he felt a hand wrapping around his hardon, tugging him toward Ernando and Paolo. It was Paolo. He worked his wrist round and round, up and down. Before Kaveem could get him to slow down, he started to feel that burning sensation in his balls that meant happiness on so many occasions. "Man, I'm gonna cum!" Paolo didn't stop, and the burning grew to a fire. Warm flames were licking his insides, heating him up to the boiling point. This one was going to be good. Wads of sizzling hot cum shot out of Kaveem's stone hard cock, quite a few of them hitting Ernando's left side. Kaveem groaned and bit his lip, moving his hips under Paolo's expert hand. Even when he thought it was over, jism kept flying across the floor. Ernando's naked, tanned skin had taken one man's load already, but now Kaveem was adding to the rivers of cum on the man's back. The final draining ejaculation brought Kaveem's semen floating across Paolo's hand and down into Kaveem's nest of pubic hair. He threw his hair back and leaned against one of the chairs, exhausted. Sweat was running down his dark chest, and his long hair was wet with it, too. Markku had been watching the loads fly across the room, but he had kept the same slow pace going in and going out of N'Komo. Now he started going faster and harder. N'Komo groaned with each powerful thrust, and Markku knew that he was doing it right. Harder and faster. Harder and faster. N'Komo was twitching, but not to get away. He wanted the most of this. He was getting closer and closer without even touching himself. That hadn't happened to him for many years--of course, he hadn't been fucked by someone that big for many years. As Markku reached his peak, pushing all the way in and staying there, N'Komo climaxed too. Watching the two of them come, Kaveem could swear that Markku was shooting straight through N'Komo and out his cock. That's what it looked like. N'Komo shot thick, creamy white sperm onto the floor as Markku stood over him, shuddering and roaring, a monster cock buried to the hilt in his ass, his arms stretched in the air. N'Komo's sperm formed a pool beneath his hard, ejaculating penis. N'Komo himself was unable to move. He just pressed his ass tighter to Markku, bringing his chest almost in contact with the floor. He rested his head on his hands, facing left, and the look on his face was pure ecstasy. During all the men's orgasms Paolo had been slowly moving in and out of Ernando, often hugging and kissing him, too. Now Paolo pulled out his painfully erect cock and removed the very used condom with his right hand. The back of that hand was still full of Kaveem's load. With his left arm around Ernando, he pressed against him and without being able to see it started massaging his penis. Mitchell then sent him soaring by licking just a couple of times at the fold of skin that connects the foreskin to the head of the cock. Paolo fired his load up between Ernando's buttocks and onto his back. The blast after that landed on Ernando's hairy butt cheeks, and the rest left Paolo's gonads in a steady stream as he was hugging Ernando tight. The juice ran down his wrist, mingling with Kaveem's, and continued onto Paolo's balls, where Mitchell licked it up. Ernando lay on top of Paolo. He never wanted to get up again. But the aching in his balls was getting so severe that he knew that he had to get his rocks off. Slowly rolling down from Paolo's chest, he lay down to Paolo's right, still kissing him and holding him tight. Paolo followed. He leaned on his right elbow, next to Ernando, not wanting to let him go, either. Yury's load on Ernando's back was now mixing with some of Kaveem's on the floor. Ernando felt the cool puddle of cum that N'Komo had fired next to his right calf. He raised his right leg, and his ankle touched the hot and sticky head of N'Komo's penis. Very slowly, Ernando took his extremely thick cock in his right hand. He felt that it was beginning to grow hard again after that serious pounding of his ass made it shrink. Paolo helped him, using his left hand. Up, down, up, down. The foreskin covered his dick head, then left it bare again. Covered, bare, covered, bare. Faster and faster. Feeling better and better. Getting harder and harder, hotter and hotter. All the guys were watching. Paolo kissed him again. Faster, harder, hotter. Faster, harder, hotter. Faster harder hotter. Faster harder hotter. Ernando came. His enormous load shot out of his rock hard penis. Blast after blast, wad after wad, landing all over the room. Paolo's hand was soaked, and so was Ernando's. The first blast hit them both in the face, then their chests, and then they pointed his extra thick cum shooter straight up, hitting even Kaveem, who was sitting two feet away. Aiming even further away, Ernando sprayed seed on Mitchell, Josh and Liu. The next blast hit Markku in the chest and ran down onto N'Komo. Ernando's whole body was shaking from the orgasm, and he let go of his cock. Paolo had to hold it himself. The last two blasts hit Yury, who was still lying on the floor next to them, and Mahmet, who was sitting on his chair right above their heads. The ten guys were completely spent. They didn't move for almost half an hour. They just sat there, stood there, lay there, relishing the afterglow of their fantastic tensome. The End.