by: BootPigJoseph
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Chapter | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | Chapter 12 He was woken up in the morning with a stiff cock slowly being pushed into his arse. It hurt a little but it soon was all the way in and it felt so good. Of course it was Joe and he pulled Jeff towards him almost trying to get right inside his arse. Then he slowly fucked him, not just to get off but to give them both as much pleasure as he could. He couldn't hold it forever and he suddenly started fucking like a piston and shot his load right into Jeff's guts. Then he motioned to Jeff to turn round and fuck him. He didn't need much persuasion and soon he was right up inside Joe. Then Jeff felt another cock at his arse and Ox got right inside him. So, as Jeff was fucking Joe he was fucking himself on Ox's cock at the same time. Again, it was gentle but Jeff had to come and shot inside Joe while Ox shot inside him. So all three had shot their loads but the Slut hadn't. He climbed over Ox and started fucking Jeff. It didn't take long and he had shot inside Jeff. So, there was Jeff, with three loads of come inside his guts. It felt good but how long could he hold it inside him. Joe realised his problem. "Don't worry boy. Pull up your breeches and let it ooze inside them. You've already pissed the front so why not some spunk in the arse. Piss and spunk all add to the flavour of a sexy pair of breeches or denims. So, let's get some breakfast and build up for some more fun later on. Ox, we can't carry on talking about Ox and his Slut, You must have proper names." It turned out that Ox's name was Cecil but he did prefer to be known as Ox while the slut was just ordinary Bill. They also admitted that while in public Ox was very much the master, in private they were both very versatile. They then went to have breakfast. Ox dropped some egg on his boots and Bill got on his knees and licked them clean. It all looked good They others stopped around having had their breakfast and wondered what to do. They didn't want to break up the party but it was now daylight and some of the atmosphere had disappeared. There was a heavily tattooed skinhead there with a large cock that bulged in his jeans who said needed to piss. He was reminded that the toilet was 'broken' and he'd have to find someone to drink it or who was ready to be pissed over. No one was ready to show off in the light of day so he grabbed his lover, threw him on the floor and started pissing over him. The rest joined in some pissing on his boots, others on his shaven head, on his crotch, over his ace till he was left a sodden mess. From the way his cock was thick inside his jeans, he obviously enjoyed it. This made everyone horny again and the guys starting feeling each other. Jeff felt like eating out another arse, especially as they had all slept in their clothes they must by now be very nice and sweaty. He whispered as much to Joe who went over the tattooed skin, who had a large, firm arse and told him right out that his lover would like to eat out his arse. The boy did no more but leant on a low table, dropped his jeans and showed off his arse. He had a snake tattooed on his back, with the head disappearing inside his hole, which was completely shaved. So, Jeff got down and started licking and sucking it. It was really sweaty and there was also a taste of piss. Jeff did wonder whether he had been pissed up during the party. Anyway, the guy starting dilating his muscle and Jeff got half his tongue right inside him. It did taste so good. Then another guy took down Jeff's breeches and started licking Jeff's hole, still oozing the piss which was inside him. He had promised to hold it for as long as he could. The guy started sucking hard and drank every drop that was up him. He didn't even mind the shit that was mixed with it. Jeff did wonder what the shit tasted like and whether he could do that. So piss was drunk, arses fucked. Cocks sucked, nipples chewed and they all shot a few more loads till they all realised it was time to get back home. They all thanked their hosts and left. Jeff kept close to Joe and held ion tight. His arse felt a little sore and piss continued oozing out of his hole. His breeches were wet and he thought they should taste and smell greasy once they had dried. Chapter | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 |
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Cousins in Boots
by: BootPigJoseph
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