Date: Thu, 31 Mar 2005 18:46:53 -0800 (PST)
From: T Chase McPhee <survivalgame@yahoo.com>
Subject: Nature Walk 18

The following story is a work of fiction set in the
format of reality. Any resemblance to real people is
entirely coincidental in nature, and is not meant to
accurately reflect persons in towns, cities, or
governmental areas, in which the story is staged. If
sexual scenes involving male to male relationships
offends you, then you should not read this story.
Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age, in
most states and countries, you are not allowed to read
this by law. This is fiction. Don't forget, in real
life, to think about 'sexual safety matters'.

"Nature Walk" 18 (M/t oral anal BJ planned revenge)
wriTten by T. Chase McPhee

"Oh shit!"

"What, Chad?"

"I was supposed to be home for dinner twenty minutes
ago!"

Chad jumps up off the bed, almost squashing Matty's
crotch, with his knee. Quickly he jumps into his
jeans, pulls his sneakers on, throwing the tee over
his head. He starts to put one arm through the sleeve
and notices - wrong one.

"Dufous!" Matty says, giggling.

"Um, What's for dinner, hombre?" Juan asks.

"Your hot ass!"

Juan pushes the back of his jeans halfway down,
revealing half of his hairy crack.

Chad says, "Dig in, Matty!"

"Fuck you, Chad!"

Miguel announces to his lover, "Get offa me, Chad's
making me hungry." He flips Juan over, right onto
Matty.

"Mmmmmm," Matty replies, holding Juan prisoner in his
arms.

Juan struggles, then quickety-split, slides up so that
his clothed ass is over Matty's face. Chad and Miguel
laugh as Matty fights to get Juan's ass outta his
face!

"See you two jokers later!" Chad says.

"Yeah," Miguel also jokes, "Maybe we'll save you some
supper!"

Juan hops off of Matty.

"I wonder what's for dessert?"

Juan pats his ass. Matty gives him a hard niptug.

"C'mon, Matty. Quit fooling around!"

The two jump in there clothes and before long catch up
to their lovers, whom are just rounding the briar
patch.

%

"Hey, where have you been all afternoon?"

"I've got a business to run, Ken'ichi. So, what's up?
Got that dude lined up for me?"

"Yeah, Hiro, but it's not going to be a fun session."

"What do you mean Ken'ichi?"

"The dude dumped me."

"What tha fuck? Oh man that sucks!"

"Yeah, so I want you to do me a favor, Hiro."

"Name it, cuzz."

"I'm going to deliver him to you and no holds barred."

"You talking real torture here, Ken'ichi?"

"You've got it, Hiro."

"Oh man, I don't know cuzz."

"I thought you wanted to 'do it for me', Hiro?"

"Yeah, but we were talking some consential bdsm
before."

"The fuckin' bastard ditched me."

"Yeah, okay. When?"

"As soon as I can arrange it, Hiro, but I don't want
to look like it's coming from me, if you know what I
mean?"

The telephone conversation ran on, each of the Asian
cousins shooting back and forth information about
carrying out revenge against Sean.

"I suppose I can get some of my leather buds to help
out. They wouldn't turn down some 'live
entertainment'."

"Yeah, do that Hiro. You can do his lover, too if you
need more than one."

"Sounds cool, cuzz. Yeah, might work out nice with an
intimate couple."

"So we have a deal, Hiro?"

"Could be. What do you want me to do with them when
we're done using them?"

"I don't care. You have connections, Hiro. Sell them
to your slave buddies."

"Hmm... not a bad idea, Ken'ichi. Could help pay off
the mortgage on the service center."

"I just want you to have a good time and especially
torture Sean nice and slow."

"Oh, don't you worry about that, Ken'ichi. Um, want me
to video tape it?"

"Oh shit that would be hot. Can you?"

"Hmm.... might cost you another slaveboy."

"I think I might be able to round you up one or two
more, Hiro."

"Cool, cuzz. Look, I've got to go. Don't leave me
hanging, Ken'ichi and give me a couple of weeks
advance notice. It takes time to arrange a pain
party."

"I'm willing to work with you, Hiro. Anything to get
back at this scumbag."

The phone went dead. Ken lay back on his bed, a big
grin on his face.

'I can't wait to see the video'!

%

"Um, are you sure about tonight, Tom?"

"Yeah, Denis. Look, I'm sorry about hitting you, but I
need for us to try this."

Tom and Denis sat by themselves, talking about a
followup experimental bedsession. Denis sensed
reluctance, on account of he didn't want to risk
getting his jaw belted again, over the incident from
the previous evening.

"It's not going to happen again like that, Denis. In
fact, we're locking the door."

"But my dad doesn't like that, Tom. He says in case
there's a fire, all the doors need to be unlocked."

"It'll only be for an hour or so."

"Okay, look. Our dads know that we want to see how it
feels to get our cocks sucked, right Tom?"

"Yeah?"

"So, I'll tell my dad that we're going to lock the
door for a little while so we don't get our privacy
invaded."

"Hey, that's a great idea, Denis! Good thinking!"

That perked up both of their attitudes. Quite a few
things began to pique Denis' interests about Tom. One,
unlike a lot of gay guys that looked for a streamline
body to make contact with, he liked Tom's little
belly. From last night, catching a glimpse of the
fourteen year old's small cock, it didn't phase him
that it wasn't a gigantic seven or eight incher, like
he's seen movie trailers of guys sucking, on the
internet. Plus, now he sensed Tom thought him to have
some smarts. Yeah, Tom didn't seem to be a bad guy,
all around. Only one downer faced the whole bubble, to
keep it from bursting. He hoped Tom would prove to be
gay!

%

"Is that why Juan is so skinny, Miguel?"

"Yeah, Chad. He spends more time finding out how the
food is prepared than eating it!"

"Poor Jade. Everytime she goes to chug a forkful, he
interrupts her."

"You guys should do what Sean and Ken did to me."

"Oh and what was that Matty?"

"The fools tied me to the bed eagle-spread and tickle
tortured me!"

"Heee heeee.."

"Do I hear some evil in that laugh, Miguel?"

"Nah. I mean, Juan and I are always pulling some wild
jokes on each other from time to time. I figured what
you guys brought up might be fun."

"Yeah, I could just see it," Matty brings up, "Juan
tied down to the kitchen island and making a banana
split out of his whole body."

Miguel chokes a little on his beer, then relays, "Oh
man would that be cool and I bet Juan would get such a
kicker out of it!"

Chad says, "You're not for real, are you Miguel?"

"Hee heee.. oooooh yeah and I got just the time and
place."

"You two are evil brothers!" Chad says of Matty and
Miguel's  planning.

The brothers look at each other and reinforce Chad's
thinking, evil grins overtaking their facial features.

"Chad, don't think we're letting you out of our scheme
of things!"

"Oh nooooo. You're not getting a can of whipped cream
in this hand!"

"Okay," Miguel states, "just remember Chad Barr, if
you're not with us, you're against us!"

"Huh? Matty?"

They both crack up, but deep down in Matty's warped
mind he figures that there wouldn't be anything more
foul than two banana splits, instead of one!

%

"Oh man, Kade, I don't know you stay that slim with
food like this every night!"

"Exercise, Alonzo and lots of it!"

"Oh? Do you go to the gym?"

"Not really, but with the pool being indoors, I..."

"You have an indoor pool? Awesome!"

"Yeah, we love it. We both keep fit, using it."

Steve calls Kade's attention to something, but
Alonzo's eyes linger at the twenty-seven year old's
sculpted body. He can't make out the interior view,
but his mind wanders in imaginative thought at what
Kade could be pictured like in a speedo, readying to
dive into the pool. Soon, his mind causes that speedo
to drop to Kade's ankles.

"What do you think, Alonzo?"

"Huh? About what?"

"The hike?"

Thinking fast, he tries a neutral answer, "Would be
great exercise, Steve."

"Yeah, okay Alonzo. Thanks for your opinion."

Steve rolls his eyes, as Barry carries on with the
idea for a senior hike up into the hills of the West
Richland region. Alonzo tries to keep his eyes from
hiking up and down Kade's bod!

%

"Oh yeah, Diego, just you wait to taste the Zebra
Cake!"

"Is it made with real Zebra stripes?"

"Lickkerish!" Philip calls out.

"I don't know if I like that."

"You'll like this and it tastes so good."

For the third time, Diego wonders what it feels like
having a buddy to sit near, as Philip and Aidan sit in
the same livingroom chair to eat their dinner
together. Must be special to have the sides of their
chests and stomachs touch. When Aidan ran his hand
down his back, it felt like something he never felt in
his whole life. Except the time when his dad found him
accidentally touching something that gave him a slight
shock. But that shock made him cry. Aidan's shock gave
him something mighty good to think about. Almost like
eating something good, followed by a great aftertaste.

"Want another gatorade, Diego?"

"Okay."

"C'mon, let's see what Jade has for dessert."

Aidan led the three into the kitchen.

Philip says, "Juan, don't you ever be quiet about
food?"

"Hey, it's my life bambino."

"What's that mean?" Aidan asks.

"Bambino.... baby."

With the meaning, Philip protests, "I'm not a baby."

"Okay, so you're a little amigo. Better?"

"I guess," Philip accepts. "Jade, what's for dessert?"

"Ice cream sundaes and you can put anything you want
on them!"

"Like, whatcha got, Jade?" Diego ask, then says, "Oops
almost forgot my manners....please?"

She laughs and says, "For you, Diego, anything and
then two cherries on top!"

Miguel, standing there and taking in the description,
lets his mind wander. He pictures his lover tied down
to the butcher block table, delectable delights all
around his body. Piled on his pecs would be two pretty
rounds of whipped cream and in place of his nips, a
maraschino cherry. He smiles at the scenario.

"Que?" Juan asks him.

"Huh?"

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"My thoughts... hmmmm.... maybe later!"

Juan smiles with an expectant look.

"I see. Can't mention it in front of the bambino's,
huh?"

"That's it," Miguel deludes to, not anxious to talk
about cherries.

Miguel isn't the only one dreaming about body food
fun. Matty, much on the same wavelength is thinking
about Chad's rosy red nips on that pale, smooth chest
and eating his fill!

"Matty?"

"Yeah, Squirt?"

"What are you going to have on your sundae?"

"Whatcha got?"

"Please?"

"Oh yeah. Sorry about that. Whatcha got, Squirt,
please."

"That's better."

"You tell'em, Squirt. You know these guys out in the
sticks ain't got no manners."

Philip replies to Chad, "That's what I just found out,
Chad. We better teach them some, don't you think?"

"That we better, do, Squirt."

After Philip goes back to the other boys, Matty leans
to Chad's ear and asks, "May I please have your cock
up my ass?"

Chad laughs out loud.

"What's so funny Chad?"

"Oh, nothing Squirt. Matty just told me a funny joke."

"What is it?"

"Um, not really funny."

"Then what did you laugh for?"

"Because, um...."

Matty directs to Chad, "Yeah, what did you laugh for
if it wasn't funny. Now I'm insulted."

Philip says, "Yeah, now look what you did Chad. You
hurt Matty's feelings."

"Well, I thought a little funny."

Aidan, much like Philip would comment, says, "Tell us
then and let us be judges to what we think!"

Chad thinks quick. Real quick, fishing for a joke
that's clean and funny!

"Okay. Um, here goes. What do you call a fairy that
hasn't taken a bath?"

Juan says, "Miguel?"

"Um, if there weren't children present, Juan!"
Miguel's answer came.

The three bambinos chatted amoungst themselves and
came up with nil.

"We don't know," Philip replied for the consensous.
"What's the dirty fairy called?"

"Stinkerbell."

The kid-laughter sounded mediocre.

Aidan asks, "Do you have any funny jokes, Chad?"

Matty leans in, "Yeah, got any funny ones, Chad?"

"Um, I think Matty might have one!"

"Oh geez. Thanks, Chad. Um, okay listen up. I don't
know if you guys are going to get this," Matty builds
up for the joke, "But here goes. What word in the
dictionary is spelled incorrectly?"

Not only are the younger boys trying to figure it out,
but Spanish jibberish breaks out among Juan and
Miguel. Jade and Chad talk it over.

Diego asks, "Is this one of those words that sounds
the same, but is spelled two different ways?"

"Nope," Matty replies. Seeing a tough, thought out
answer seemingly embarrass Diego, Matty tries making
something out of it, not to hurt the little guy's
feelings. "I bet it took a lot of thinking to think
something like that up, huh Diego?"

"Yep."

Matty put some hope back into his face!

Chad decided to call it time, "Okay, which word is
spelled incorrectly, Matty? We all give up."

"Hey! I didn't say we give up!"

Matty asks, "Do you give up, Squirt?"

"Yeah."

The older ones giggle.

"So what is it Matty?"

"Incorrectly!" He puts on a big grin.

Aidan says, "I don't get it."

Jade says, "I wish I 'didn't' get it!"

"Oh, c'mon Jade. It wasn't that bad, was it?" Matty
questions her.

"Let's just say that I could do ten times better."

"You're on Jade."

Of course, her three honeys' ears pick up and they
anxiously await her joke.

"What is the cannibals favorite game?"

"What?" Philip asks.

"What?" Aidan asks.

"What?" Diego asks.

"Swallow the leader!"

Well, there is such a ruckus, with laughter from the
three little ones and chop busting from the four guys,
who see it's funny, but tease Jade that it's the worst
joke they've ever heard, brings in the grownups.

"Um, did we miss something?" Steve asks.

Matty replies, "Nope, ya didn't miss a thing, Steve!"

"They're just jealous because Jade told a funnier
joke, dad!" Aidan gives his eyewitness report.

"Well, I think it's time everybody thinks about
hitting the hay."

"You can say that again," Miguel yawns in reply.

"Oh dad, do we have to go?" Diego pleads.

"Yes, we have to go, but I have a question for you,
son?"

"Huh?"

"How do you like this house?"

"It's nice dad. Philip and Aidan are a lot of fun."

That wasn't what Alonzo had in mind, but thought it
nice that Diego found them compatible as friends. He
didn't delve further into the house matters.

"Say goodnight to your friends, Diego."

"Okay dad."

Diego debated on whether a handshake would do, or
should go all out. He took the chance, first hugging
Aidan and then Philip.

"Hey, are you a queer like us, Diego?"

The nine year old went for the comfort of his father.

Steve suggested, "C'mon boys, I think you better grab
a bath before you hit the hay."

Both added an additional goodnight to Diego, patting
him on the back.

%

"Sean?"

"Yeah Jacq?"

"I'm real glad you stopped by tonight."

"Me too."

"What'd your dad say when you told him you were
dropping in?"

"I... I didn't tell him."

"Oh?"

"I told him I was going to Ken's and not wait up."

"Naughty boy, Sean."

"Do you want to punish me?"

"Do you want me to punish you, Sean?"

Sean lay back in the bed, naked next to Jacq, thinking
about the question.

"You know, I laid at home in bed. First I gave my
balls a light squeeze. The moderate pain turned me on,
but it wasn't the same as you torturing my balls,
Jacq."

"Then what made you think of your former dad?"

"I don't know. I suppose because I closed my eyes and
just had a quick flashback. But I wanted to say that I
lay in my own bed tonight and started squeezing my
nips. Strangely, it felt decent, but... I know this
sounds weird, Jacq, but I wanted you squeezing them."

"Like this?"

"Oooooooooh.... aaaaaahhhh....oooooh yeaaaah!"

"Hee hee heeee... that'll keep your cock rock hard!"

"Oooh yeah... it's so different when you do it, Jacq."

"Well, I do have to admit, Sean that it seemed like a
whole different sensation when you were licking my ass
tonight."

"You for real, Jacq?"

"Yeah. Not that I've had my ass rimmed all that much."

"Jacq, when was the last time you were with a guy for
sex? I mean for serious sex?"

"You mean like with a boyfriend or lover?"

"Yeah."

"Huh! Never, Sean."

"No way. You're thirty years old and...."

"Thirty-two."

"Still, thirty-two years old and haven't found Mr.
Right?"

"I haven't found any guy that interested me."

"Do I interest you?"

"Sean, you're nineteen years old, for God's sake."

"So? Don't you like me in the least, a little Jacq?"

"Sean, you're a great looking guy."

"Oh, c'mon, Jacq. Cut the shit. You know that love
runs deeper than what a guy looks like. If that's all
you see me as, then I might as well just get up
and...."

Instead of thinking it, Sean gets up out of the bed.
He picks up his lowrise briefs and puts them on, going
for his socks. In the near dark room, he feels a hairy
chest leaning against his smooth back.

"Sean, come back to bed, please?"

Something Sean has longed for begins to
metamorphosize. He shivers as gentle hands run up and
down from shoulders to his hairy forearms. Jacq takes
Sean's right hand in his right one, directing him back
between the sheets. Unlike the dominant one lying
down, to have the submissive orally work him over,
Jacq offers Sean the bed to lie in. The thirty-two
year old climbs aboard, his pecs, stomach, cock and
balls hanging over Sean's laid out body.

"What are you doing, Jacq?"

"I'm submitting to your will, Sean."

"But..."

"Shhhussshhh..." Jacq directs to Sean, putting his
index finger to the nineteen year old's lips.

Seconds later, his finger is replaced with lips, that
drag down from Sean's, down the side of his cheek, to
his neck, where he sweetly kisses the soft teen skin.
Sean gasps.

"Are you..."

"Don't stop, Jacq."

Smiling, Jacq returns his lips to Sean's, sliding his
body down, his legs encompassing the slender teen
form, their raging hardon's melding together. Jacq
discovers that Sean's cock is enclosed in fabric.
Rising up, he positions his fingers under the elastic
and gently peels the briefs from Sean's private parts.
Further invading that privacy, Jacq lowers his head,
kissing the tip of the eight inch erection.

Regardless of his thinking, never being in the
position to lead, but to follow, Sean reaches down and
coaxes Jacq's head on to further enjoyment. Opening
wide, Sean groans out loudly as the hot interiors
surround his totally hard meat, lips cupped around,
slidling downwards. Jacq gags.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Jacq."

Popping off, he replies, "Beginner's luck!"

"You mean you've never sucked dick?"

"No."

"Oh, I'm sorry Jacq."

"I'm not. I'm rather enjoying it."

The two smile at each other in the faint light,
illumination faintly emulating from the clock radio.
When the smiles wear down, Jacq's face drops back
down, as he opens his mouth.

Sean places his palms behind his neck. Jacq sees
another area that he would like to explore sometime.
But for now, his interest lies in exploring every
microinch of Sean's pubes.

%

"Dad, thanks for letting Matty sleepover."

"Well, it's only because Steve's letting Sean stay at
Ken's."

"Dad?"

"Yes, son?"

"Do you think that when I turn eighteen I can begin to
stay at Matty's? I mean I'm sure going to miss staying
on the homefront."

"Me too, Chad, but I know that you're going to have to
someday breakaway."

"Yeah, sad to think of, isn't it dad?"

"You bet it is. I want you to know that I love you
Chad and... and in particular, I'm damn proud of you
for how you've helped me with Philip and the other
boys to get through the past few months."

"I loved mom too dad."

"I know you did son."

"Dad, I... I think Matty's the one for me. I know
you're going to say that it's been only like four
days, but hell, I just know that down inside I love
the guy."

"Let me ask you something, son."

"Yeah?"

"If you were the father and me the son, how would you
look upon the relationship that has developed between
Steve and I?"

"Damn, dad. You and Steve were made for each other. I
mean, it's like you two have been dating for years.
Dad, I swear that if you let him go that you're...
you're a total fool dad!"

"Hee hee he hee heee... well, I feel the same about
you and Matty."

"For real dad?"

"Yeah and I'm going to feel really nice to have Matty
as a son-in-law."

"Oh no!"

"What?"

"I just thought of something."

"What's that Chad?"

"The hogcaller's gonna be my mother-in-law!"

"Oh geez! I didn't think of that Chad. Forget it, you
better find some other guy!"

Father and son laughed their asses off, hugged and
then departed to their respective rooms.

%

"How'd it go?"

"Emotional."

"So, did you get hit with it?"

"Yeah, Steve."

"And?"

"I think I'll have til the end of the school year!"

"Hey, like I said Barry," Steve began.

"Yeah, I know Steve, he's getting the best."

"Now I'm disappointed, Barry."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I thought you were getting the best!"

"Now, aren't we the modest one, Steve?"

"Just get that bear body over here to let my tongue
take advantage of it."

Barry didn't argue. He went to brush his teeth and
then climbed into the bed.

"No, other side, Barry."

Smiling, Barry lay on his front. Feeling the
sensations, of having his legs nudged apart, he knew
he were in for a hot rimming job.

"OOoooooooooooh!" He groaned when Steve's tongue dove
right through the hair and into his love canal.

%

Jacq's arms gather Sean up in his embrace.

"Happy, Sean?"

"Very."

Playing, Jacq, as he lay next to Sean's side, held his
hand almost touching the middle of the light blonde
chest.

"Ooooh, tickles!" Sean exclaimed, as the shivers ran
up and down his body.

"Yeah, just look at those perky nips!"

Sean smiled, moving the hovering hand over his left
nip, giving hint for some twisting action. He didn't
disappoint his victim, kneading the red dough in
between his finger and thumb.

"Would be nice to firm this nip up and get it
pierced."

"I'd do that for you Jacq, if you want it."

"Nah, not unless you wanted it, Sean."

"Get both my nips pierced, Jacq."

"Oh no, Sean. Just one silver ring to toy with my hand
and the other free to....."

Seemed to Sean like he died and went to heaven, as
Jacq leaned his head over his right pec and clenched
his nipmeat in between his pearly whites. The other
hand mashed away at his left nip, but discontinued the
action to slowly travel the blone, fuzzy pathway to
his pubes. Jacq's tongue followed the hand action,
returning to complete the lube up job.

"Fuck me, Sean."

"Oh shit, Jacq! I've never fucked a guy before!"

"Will make  us even, since you'll be taking my
cherry."

"Wow! A thirty-two year old cherry!"

They both laughed, but turning a bit dominant, Jacq
made Sean rise up out of the bed, as he lay down,
grabbing his own thighs and pulling them back.

"Um, got lube?"

Reaching into the nightstand draw, Jacq produced a
generous tube.

"Condom?"

"Fresh out!" He smiled up at Sean.

Sean smiled back, unscrewing the top to the slim tube.
After gushing out a pool in his palm, Sean
nonchalantly capped the tube and tossed it backwards
over his shoulder. Starring at each other, in the dim
light, Sean oiled up his eight inch snake. When Jacq
sensed something wet at his cherry hole, he smiled.

"Sure about this, Jacq?"

"Positive, Sean."

"Maybe I should loosen you up."

"No. I want it to feel this way, so that in the years
ahead we can look back and..."

"Years ahead?"

"Sound alright for you, Sean?"

"Sounds incredibly great, Jacq!"

Still holding his wet cock, Sean leaned over between
Jacq's legs, pressing his strong teen shoulders up
against the thirty-two year old's legs, doubling him
in half, as he sought out the lip-lock. While their
lips connected, the tip of Sean's fuck tool found it's
destination. Forcing the conclusion of their kissing,
Jacq groaned as his ass canal alerted him to Sean's
entrance.

"OOoooooh! Akkkkkkkkk!"

"Hurt too much?"

"Damn if I care! Just fuckin' keep going, Sean!"

Must've hurt like hell for Jacq. All his life, he
proved man on top. Giving pain to appease the appetite
of a guy's wanting. Now he had projected himself to
the man behind the one in the pile-driver's seat.

"Akkkkkk! Ooooooh!"

"If I'm hurting ya..."

"Nooooo.... don't stop, Sean! Don't fuckin' stop!"

Instead of his thighs, Jacq reinforced his position by
taking hold of Sean's shoulders. He didn't want to
chance losing him or the touch of his tool invading
his love canal.

Jacq wasn't the only one benefitting from the
fantastick, tucking moment of surrender. Sean's hard
shaft felt awesome, as the clenching ring massaged the
other fibers of sensitivity. Sean caught on real quick
to why the top loves to fuck a hot ass. The apex of
all feelings encountered with sexual activity,
culminated in what Sean's brain perceived as total
pleasure. More than halfway in, he gave the last full
jolt, sending his shaft in to the hilt. His balls
slapping against Jacq's own ass. His balls sensing the
pleasure of beating against the outer rim. Total
pleasure, as his cock roasted like a roast beef in the
oven.

"Oooooh shit this feels so fuckin' good, Sean!"

Jacq didn't care if he felt like a turkey wishbone,
separating his legs to pull Sean in for a hot kiss,
sealing the taking of his ass by this sweet vision of
jock culture.

Counteracting, Sean kissed Jacq's lips. Gyrating his
torso, Sean desired to overtake the older master. To
overrule his senses and reverse their roles. The need
in his mind drove him away from the lock of their
lips, to Sean locking his hands around Jacq's torso.
Planting a firm grip, he drove Jacq's ass in the
opposite direction of his withdrawing cock. The air
made the juices surrounding his cock tingle, as he
withdrew. Before the hard tip emerged, Sean gutted his
motor actions and thrust back inside. Like taking on
the role of the dominant master, Sean now controlled
Jacq's emotions.

Surrendering, Jacq didn't resist and for the first
time in his life, he placed his arms behind his head,
his palms crisscrossing, touching his opposite
shoulders, binding the physical, but also his mind and
soul to Master Sean!

%

onward.........

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