We Were Blindfolded, He Wasn’t PART THREE

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We Were Blindfolded, He Wasn’t PART THREEThis story is 100% true. Check out the Prologue and Parts One and Two.My cock jumped when it felt a wet pair of lips wrap around it. A soft girly moan vibrated on my cock as he started sucking me deeper. It wasn’t long before the twink was deepthroating me, his nose buried in my soft blond pubes. He pulled back and started sucking just my head, assiting the pleasure by wrapping his dainty hand around the base of my cock. I let out a moan and started thrusting into his mouth like it was my own fucking pocket pussy. I put one hand on the back of the twink’s head but before I could put the other hand there too it was grabbed by the hockey player and quickly guided to his own throbbing dick. Finally I could feel the entire mass of it and explored its shape with my hand, feeling every bump and vein. Even then, with it in my hand, I couldn’t believe how thick it was. I thrust into the twink and felt the hockey player copying my movement by thrusting into my fist, his cock still lubricated by my spit. I felt his hand ontop of mine on the back of the twink’s head as he helped me push him into my pubes again.I felt a hand grope my asscheek. Being blindfolded added so much mystery that for a moment I even contemplated whether the groping hand belonged to a fourth person I wasn’t aware was there. But the hockey afyon escort player took a step forward and pressed his entire body into the side of me and I could feel that it was his and only his muscular frame that was engulfing me as I fucked the twink’s face. His cock leaked precum onto me as it pressed against my thigh and his fat finger wandered into my crack wiggling about on my own hole. He pushed me into the twink’s mouth by pressing his finger harder onto my button. It was like I was a puppet being controlled by that finger teasing my asshole.He then slapped my ass and pulled the twink off my cock. I grabbed me and pushed me down onto the couch. He grabbed my thighs and pulled me lower so that my ass was hovering on the edge of the cushion and my legs were over my head. He left me there and I felt the breeze of the room on my exposed asshole as I waited. I felt a hand wrap around my cock and start jerking me off. It was soft and little so I could tell it was the twink’s hand and not the hockey player. I started to feel some warm breath on my ass as the twink inched his face closer and closer to my hole. He hesitantly licked it. I’m not sure if he was trying to emulate what I had done to him by teasing his hole or if he was just genuinely afraid to rim me, but this twink seemed not at all confident in his rimming. His tongue barely escort afyon grazed my hole. It seemed that he was much more interested in my low hanging balls because his oral skills immediately improved the moment he climbed his way up to them and started sucking on them. He jerked my cock fast and put it in his mouth and sucked it happily, but that’s clearly not what his job was because two strong hands guided his head off of my cock and back to my hole. I’m not saying that his unwillingness was turning me on, but I have to admit it was really hot that hockey player was pushing this k**’s boundaries. He started licking my hole, lightly and halfheartedly. I could just picture his face cringing as he did. Suddenly he was aggressively rimming me a lot deeper. Fuck! It felt amazing! I put a hand down on the back of his head and discovered that his improvement was not by his own acord: the hockey player was now pushing his little head deep into my hole. The twink jerked off my cock as he continued to rim me, which made my heavy balls bounce in his face. The twink was pulled off my cock and I could hear some girly moaning and gagging accompanied by slurping noises. Clearly the hockey player was making him suck his cock now. I started jerking off at the thought. The hockey player reached down my body and pulled me up off the couch so that afyon escort bayan I was standing next to him. The twink didn’t need any guidance in this: he was a natural cocksucker. He grabbed my cock and jerked me off as he sucked the hockey players. After a few bobs he switched and started sucking me off and jerked the hockey player. He was a pro. He went back and forth on both our cocks and at one point he even tried to stick both cockheads in his mouth at the same time. Just when the greedy cockwhore was starting to get into it, the hockey player decided that it was time he shared. He pushed me to my knees and slapped his cock on both of our faces. Me and the twink fought for his affection, each taking turns sucking on his cock head while the other one sucked on his balls. Finally we decided to work together and we each opened our mouth on either side of his thick dick and moved back and forth. Our tongues flicked around madly as we kissed each other through his dick. It was dripping with our saliva by the time he pulled his cock out from under our mouths and we found ourselves making out with each other. I reached over to jerk our hockey player off, but my hand was slapped away and he stepped back, away from our proximity. I kissed the twink and he kissed me back, but our making out was short lived. It’s kind of funny, we sort of just sat there waiting for our next instruction. But there was none to be given. We had become so dependant on our guide that now that we were alone we felt lost. I think this is just the mind game that the hockey player was trying to play.

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