The Boys at John's House
Copyright© 2012 by DaddysSickSecret
Chapter 112
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 112 - John is a middle-age Black man with a large appetite for pretty boy fuck toys. To satisfy his craving, John opens his home to any john he can find. (I'm thinking seriously about making this a shared universe, so if anyone would like to join the group fuck, let me know. For anyone who cares, chapter 128 is where the 'shared universe' idea starts. DSS)
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Gay CrossDressing MaleDom Humiliation Interracial Black Male White Male Oriental Male Hispanic Male
Creamy sat on my dick and beat off. Cutie fed me his cock. Creamy was already getting better at holding back and not going off like a shot every time he got fucked. He was still hair trigger when he was doing the fucking, but between Creamy and Juicy, I never wanted for a taste.
After Cutie got it up the second time, we changed positions and he banged me while I continued to bang Creamy, this time on his knees.
"Papa - Papa -" Creamy panted. "I'm there! I'm - oh Geez!"
Cutie knew what I wanted and pulled out of me. We rolled Creamy on his back and Cutie licked his asshole while I licked just the tip of his dick. Creamy kept stroking and moaning as he squeezed the oozing spunk out slowly.
It never failed to amuse me; the differences in how each of the boys came. Some things were the same across the board - the satisfaction when they were done, the real pleasure they all expressed feeling.
But how they got there varied wildly. Cutie was like a fire hose every time - a hard, heavy burst of jizz that hit with enough force to be distinctive. Creamy was totally the opposite and even when we hit his prostate, cum oozed out of him like molasses in January; there was plenty of it, but patience was required. Juicy was one or two short, small bursts each time, but he could be coaxed into shooting them every 15-20 minutes. Bunny was several long jets of jizz with a half hour lead time.
Each one was special; combined, it made every fuck different and interesting. In all honesty, I couldn't imagine why they weren't bored with just me. Maybe it was the variety for them too.
Except that they really didn't do much fooling around when I wasn't there. A little kissing now and then. Grumpy stayed loaded for me, so he was always getting fucked by someone - but those tapes were always very quick and not very interesting. The boys were very loving to each other, but the sex was often dull. Just enough to get off. When they were with me, it was never like that. It was always as like it was a show; like they were pushing each other to get off harder or better.
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