“Daddy Is Gonna Breed Me Tonight!”

Chicago—January, 2019

This picks up right after the last post.

Miles arrives early.  He can’t wait to get in the sling.  He is the short, blond surfer type we met in my post “Perfectly In Tune.”  He is maybe 35 and has beautiful tribal tats over a good half of his body.  He greets me like an old friend.  We hug, kiss and he squeezes my half hard cock that is hanging out of my jock.

“Daddy is gonna breed me tonight!”

Seth joins us, coming up behind Miles.  He begins unbuttoning his shirt.  We strip the boy in no time down to his designer jock.

“Suck that big dick,” Seth directs.

He means mine, but Seth’s is impressive, too.  Miles drops to his knees to suck me, getting the grungy pouch of my jock super wet.  Seth adjusts Miles’ hips so he can contort his body and eat Mile’s ass as he sucks me.  I watch Miles pull back my jock with his teeth and take me three quarters of the way down.  I glance down at Seth who is buried in that generous ass flesh.  The sight of his face reaming Miles with his tongue causes me to harden completely—making the boy gag.

“Oh, God, fuck me,” Miles hisses, pulling off my cock.

W get him in the sling, each of us stirruping one his legs.  I am up first.  I kneel and eat his ass.  I can’t believe how wet Seth got it in such a short time.  I stand up.  Seth is feeding the boy his cock.  I push in slowly.  With each inch, Miles’ dick goes from soft to fully hard.  I begin to fuck—and his dick begins to drip.  Seth sees this, bends and swabs up all the pre-cum with his tongue and feeds it to Miles.  He does it again—and kisses me. 

It could be the theme of the night.  Every juice is ingested—everything is shared.

I pull out of his hole.  We do the familiar rotation.  Seth licks the juices I have leaked into Miles.  He groans and fucks the boy harder.  I have Miles clean my dick—before bending and kissing him.  I save some of sloppy exchange and kiss Seth as he fucks.

We go back and forth so that we are both up his ass at least three times.

We break and drink water.  We all want to cleanse out palette for more…

I suggest the rimseat.  I lie down.  Seth sits on the seat.  I eat his ass.  Miles gets my cock wet briefly, before sitting on my dick.  He rides me, facing Seth.  They lean in slightly.  I can hear them kiss.  We are forming the perfect triangle—connected by tongue, dick and hole. 

The kiss breaks.  Miles slams himself down on my cock.  Again and again.  I will myself not to cum.  I want this to go on and on.

“Change,” I manage to say around Seth’s full ass.

The men get up.  Miles brings me his freshly fucked hole to eat.  Seth sucks my dick, savoring Mile’s butt juice all over it.  Soon he is riding me himself. 

“Isn’t that the best cock?” grunts Miles.

There is no answer for they are kissing again.  Noisily, even with some drool falling on my chest.  Seth can’t last as long or as hard on my dick.  He gets up, so we all do.  We stretch.

“My turn,” Seth says, lying down and under the seat.  He point at me.  “I want your ass on here first.”  I sit.  Instantly his tongue pierces my hole.  I gasp at the intensity of it.  Miles grins at me and spits on Seth’s dick.  He slides down it.  Only for that moment does Seth let up on the anal assault of my ass.  Once Miles starts grinding down on his cock, he is back to a hard tongue fuck of me. 

Miles leans in to kiss.  I have two tongues in my now.  I groan—and stop stroking my dick.  We kiss sloppily, passionately, deeply.  I could do this forever.

We don’t, of course.  Seth is begging for Miles’ freshly fucked hole on his tongue.  I lick the cock fresh out of his butt, getting every drop of ass juice.  I pick Seth’s knees up and work my cock up him as he continues to rim.  I can now lean forward and kiss Miles again.  I love how my touch seems to make his dick get hard.

It’s an awkward position to hold for long.  Miles breaks it—his cock raging.

“Let me at his ass.”  Surprised, Seth rolls over and gets on all fours.  The bottom boy is giving him a helluva fucking. These guys play often—but this has never happened before.  I watch and stroke.  It doesn’t last long, but the guys love it.  We all kiss again.

“I don’t like to let it get out, that I like a good wet hole to fuck,” Miles admits to us.

Seth is super horned.  He cuts the boy off and forces his dick into him—still on the floor.

“I’m breeding you, you fucker…”

And he does.  The first yelp is loud, before he remembers his neighbors in the other apartments.  The rest of his cock spurts are accompanied by low grunts.

Mile’s hole is dripping when it’s done.

“Get in the sling.  Clean his cock first.”

He cleans Seth up—who will only let him do it gingerly, the orgasm was so intense.  Miles gets in the sling. 

“Breed me, big daddy.  Push that cum of his deeper.”

I enter him roughly.  This is going to be a pleasure.

“You like the idea of me fucking in his cum?” I ask, my voice low, intense.

“Fuck, yes.  I love cum.  Any man’s cum,” he pants.  “Give me your cum.”

“I’m mixing them together for you…”

“Oh, yeah!”  Miles is rock hard.

I pull out for the briefest moment to taste the frothy cum I’ve churned.  I get a mouthful.  I lean across the tatted boy and drool it into his mouth.  I stand up, insert and know I will fire in moments.

Miles knows it, too.  My cock head is expanding.  “Give me your cum.  I want the two of you deep in me all night.”

That does it.  I fire over and over.

Miles’ hand jerks his own cum out of his hard dick, painting his dark tats white…