Sitting cross-legged on the bed, drinking wine out of jars as we passed a joint around, I was conscious of the girls both looking at us.
"That was
sooo
hot, watching you and John," Teri said. "I
love
watchin' you get fucked, Sean..."
"Isn't it
your
turn now?" Rochelle asked John. "I want to watch
you
..."
I heard John make a little gasp. He looked over at me, nodded, then dropped his gaze. My cock throbbed as I remembered how his firm, round ass felt under my hands. I got up on my knees and moved beside him, my half-hard cock by his face.
With a soft moan, he sucked it into his mouth, his lips and tongue quickly bringing it to serious hardness as his warm hands held my cheeks. He looked up into my eyes several times as he sucked, pulling me deeper, his moans growing louder... Teri and Rochelle stared wide-eyed.
"On your knees," I said with a tone of command in my voice that surprised me.
John got on his hands and knees immediately, and I stared at the perfectly smooth, round brown globes, reaching out to knead them as he pushed back against my hands. Rochelle was beside me, reaching over with freshly lubed fingers to insert first one, then two into him. He gasped again, louder this time, then began to squirm on them, pushing back even when she inserted a third.
"So you like that?" she said as she worked them in. "You've never been fucked before, have you, baby?" John moaned and pushed back again. "You need to be... and don't worry- you'll still be a man if you like it..."
I lubed my throbbing cock as I watched her finger-fuck him, stretching him wider, moving her fingers inside him. When she removed her hand, she turned to me and spoke, her voice low and hoarse.
"Fuck his brains out, Sean."
I put the head of my cock between his dark cheeks, just inside his open hole, then put both hands on his narrow waist and pulled back, driving forward with my hips. John started breathing faster, pushing back; I stared at the pink shaft slowly, incrementally disappearing into his dark brown body until his cheeks began flattening against my hips. Then I pulled him back harder, flexing my cock, driving it further inside him.
"Ohhhhhhhhh
unghhhhhhhhhhhhh
..." he groaned, pushing back again, arching his back and squirming on the impaling rod, his head turning from side to side. I held onto his waist, keeping him back tight against me as I flexed inside him a second time. He groaned again.
"Oooooohhhh... you really
like
that, don't you, baby?" Rochelle teased. John moaned wordlessly.
I leaned forward, moving my hands lightly over the fronts of his thighs, then his stomach and up to his chest, rolling his nipples between thumb and forefinger. He whimpered softly and pushed back.
"Grab some pillows, Rochelle," I said, pushing him forward and down. She put the pillows under his hips, and he went down onto them, opening his knees further for me. I let some of my weight settle onto him, resting on his back and my forearms, then flexed again; he groaned.
"How does it feel, John?" I whispered in his ear. He moaned again. "Tell me, John... How does it feel to have a man's hard cock 'way up inside you? You can tell me, John, 'cause there's no one in the world closer to you than I am right now... It's
my
naked body on yours... that's
my
cock that's moving so far up inside your hot black ass..." I flexed it again. "Tell me how it
feels
..."
"Ohhhhh
unghhhhhhhh
...
nothing
... has
ever
... ohhhhhhhh
unghhhhhhh
... felt like this... ohhhhhhhhhhhhh...
don't stop
, Sean... ohhhhhhhhh
unghhhhhhhhhhhh
..."
"So you like it, then?" I asked, rolling my hips as I pressed against his firm ass. "You
like
how my cock feels inside, John?"
"Ohhhhhh... I do, I
dooo
... fuck me, Sean, fuck me... ohhhhhhhh
unghhhhhhhh
