Date: Sun, 4 Jan 2004 10:18:08 EST
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: CLUB HOUSE GAMES Part 11

The following story is a Homosexual fantasy. If it is illegal for you to
read such material please leave now.

   Don gently laid him down on the table. "Get more lube, Bill, and coat
my prick as I ease it out." Don slowly withdrew his enormous thick black
prick until only his knob lay inside Paul's ravaged hole, Bill lovingly
coated it with lube adding to the spunk and boyjuices already glistening
on the thick pulsating shaft. Paul was groaning continually, thrashing
his head from side to side, mouth wide open as jolts of pain and pleasure
shot through his hot young body. His heartbeat had quickened again and he
was oozing sweat. Don placed Paul's loose legs over his shoulders, "Ready
Boy?" he asked, and without waiting for a reply he steadily pushed his
full 11 inches all the way in.
"No, oh no, please stop," wailed Paul as the giant prick invaded his
insides yet again. "I can't take it again, I really can't." he sobbed.
Don leaned forward, steadied his head and kissed him lovingly, not moving
his throbbing prick now buried deep within the Boy. As Paul once again
got used to the felling of the prick deep inside him he started to suck
on Don's tongue. Don eased his body back then forward causing his prick
to move about an inch within the Boy, who, as he got used to it, began to
moan softly into Don's mouth.
   Paul felt wonderful again as the incredible pain/pleasure feelings
coursed through his young body. Don increased his stroke and was soon
slowly fucking Paul's beautifully tight boyhole in 6 inch strokes; he
lifted up and started rubbing Paul's tiny pink nipples, bringing them to
full hardness.
"Yes, oh yes. That's it." cried Paul, "Fuck me, please fuck me, your cock
feels so good inside me, I want it all!" Don fucked back until his corona
was stopped by Paul's sphincter, then he pushed back all the way, he kept
doing this as he slowly increased his fucking speed. Paul was moaning and
groaning and every time the big knob rubbed his prostate he felt a tingle
in his cock, looking down he saw he was getting hard again. Don had
noticed too "Don't touch your prick Boy." He ordered. "I'm going to fuck
your spunk out of you." Paul grasped the sides of the table to steady
himself as Don fucked him faster and faster, he couldn't believe how much
he was enjoying the feelings of pleasure and pain in his boyhole, and so
was his cock he realised as the foreskin peeled back and a pearl of
precum appeared at his cockslit every time Don's knob brushed across his
prostate.
   Bill lubed up a couple of fingers and pushed them steadily into Don's
tight hole, Don grunted at the added pleasure. Bill held his arm steady
and let Don fuck himself on them as he fucked Paul. By now Don was
slamming into Paul at a furious pace, causing his boycock to stiffen even
more, he saw Paul's balls retract, then felt the tight white hole tighten
around his prick as Paul cried out and shot his sixth load of the day
high into the air, clamping hard around Don's shaft every time he shot.
As Don buried himself as deep as he could into Paul's body Bill pushed
his fingers forward and massaged his prostate. That was all he needed to
send him over the top, he felt his knob swell, and cried in relief as his
own spunk flooded the Boy's insides yet again.

End of Part 11. Any comments/suggestions to INSILVA92@aol.com