Steve held onto my waist with this other hand and began a steady punch fucking inside me, my hole so open he was able to pull almost all the way out and back in. Gay sex Steve walked into the house and upstairs. He stopped to coat the remaining length with lube. The forearm stretches past the wrist and I could feel my hole starching wider around it. I pushed down as Steve pushed the fist deeper and my second hole popped open. And he said, “nice hole, boy”. I reached down to feel my hole stretching over his hairy forearm so easily. And he coated both hands now. I quickly got up from the dildo and licked off Jeff’s cum remnants off it. He said, “that’s a good boy”, and he patted my ass.He threw off his shirt, and he reached inside a bag and pulled out a couple of hand towels and a jug of lube, likely, j-lube.
