He wrapped an arm around the waist and held him close. Gay sex With Buddy stroking him, he rode Buddy’s cock. Elliot had his legs over Jackson’s shoulders, and he began to work his body between the two men, pumping his ass on Jackson’s cock. Looking at Hunter next to him, dressed in his usual tank top and frayed, worn jeans, he saw him smile his way and he smiled back. He increased his manipulation. Maybe there was some of the old fear of coming out in the community, or both were guilty of wandering eye, or probably more accurately, neither were interested in settling down. Then Jackson began to move, to push forward, then push back, fucking Elliot’s mouth, then fucking his ass on AJ’s cock. Dressed in a t-shirt that was frayed and torn, hanging on his small frame in a twisted stretched out of shape manner, he looked more like a street hustler, an imp, instead of a farm boy. His movement was fluid, a steady rhythm. He shuddered and slammed his ass down, taking every inch into his hole.“OH, fuck me,” Wesley exclaimed as cum dribbled out of his cock.Bobby pushed Wesley over to his knees and moved between his legs, shoving his cock into his loosened hole.
