I was holding onto the forearms of Ayaz, who was now kissing my neck as I moaned a little, each time I felt his cock stroke my insides. “Now, come up here, and ride my dick until I cum.” He ordered. Gay sex I kissed his neck, and lifted my head off his shoulders, and looked into the mirror. “How are you feeling?” He asked, still holding me close, our eyes both closed. His legs stretched out in front of him, his toes pointing to the sky, his thick hairy legs flexed, holding up his sculptured upper body. They both sat on the couch next to my bed, one was shirtless, and the other wore a vest. His uncut cock steady, unwavering, despite its size. My toes were curled, as these two men grunted, thrusted, exploded, and planted both of their loads inside me. His cock was so big, that it was curving to the side almost stretching across his massive thighs, only semi-erect, and had a scent of his pre-cum, and hairy sweet balls. I was watching the beautiful sculpture of a man as he spasmed and froze, his cock buried deep inside me, shooting a thick load of his warm seed into me.
