He had torn his trousers and gashed his knee. I was spooning him, with my erection up his crack. Gay sex “I’m not going to last”, he said, thrusting harder. I took to him right away. I took to him right away. I wanked as he pumped away. I started bobbing up and down. He writhed beneath me, groaning and swearing. He had torn his trousers and gashed his knee. “It’s beautiful, can I touch it?” He opened his legs and I touched the velvety skin. With a final “FUCK!”, puddles of spunk formed on his belly. His balls were impressively large. Leaning forward to kiss, Jakub ran his cock in alongside his compatriot’s. “Fuck me, I needed that!”. I cleaned them and then had another shower before work. That evening, we went down the pub, then back to the van. I couldn’t hide my erection, and Jakub had seen it a dozen times before, so I carried on. His ejaculating made his ring tighten, and I released my babies.
