ah helllll. Gay sex …” His lumberjack cock didn’t shoot far at all, but his cream was thick like glue and kept globbing up from his massive dick slit, forming a puddle with his friends’ jizz.“Damn, Hunter, good thing you usually fuck guys, because that’s some thick, potent seed,” Royal said. I’m not risking it, but I’m definitely going to that party.” River stepped up to the barrel as he unbuttoned his dress shirt. He pumped his flexed arm in the air. “You could see that sirloin across a football field.” “Fuck,” River said, looking at Seamus’s cock then tilting his head back, panting, “I’mthinking of him fucking the shit out of Julie. Part 2 – Whiskey“Dude, where’ve you been?” one of the other bartenders asked Seamus. Streams of overflowing cum were sliding down the side of the barrel.“Hey, Seamus, it’s great to save your nut when someone’s trying to steal your little soldiers, but you gotta bust, bro,” Diego said.“For real, don’t let nerves get you – else you’re gonna have to skip out on your job tonight, or get used like a breed bull,” added Hunter.Seamus looked around at the men, sweat-drenched and weakened, smelling musky and horny, but still with hard cocks in their hands. that’s good,” said Diego.“So, we’re just
