(M/M, interracial, reluctant, masturbation, anal)
Going to Indonesia was one of
Kirk's dreams. He imagined himself lying on the beach accompanied by sexy native
Indonesian girls with hot tropical sun shining on them. In his late 30, Kirk had
not lost his sexual appeal. Although his brown hair began to thin out, he still
had a sexy body and a big cut cock. Indeed, fat had begun to deposit itself
under Kirk's skin. Yet, that man had not lost the outline of his sexy body. He
was sure that he would be able to nail a girl once he arrived in Indonesia.
Since the winter almost came, Kirk desperately wanted to take a vacation as soon
as he could. It happened that Tom, one of his colleagues, just got back from
there. So one night, he visited his buddy's house, to ask for tips and
directions of what to do when he got there.
"Jakarta is a nice place, buddy," Tom said, trying to sit comfortably. Yet the
pain still radiated from his swollen ass hole. During his stay in Jakarta, Tom
learned how joyful it was to be a homosexual man. Briefly, the memory of his
rape fluttered across his mind. He still remembered how painful it was as the
native Indonesian taxi driver jabbed his cock into Tom's virgin straight ass.
Tom's body shivered in delight as he remembered every little details of it.
"Yeah, you'll love the place. I definitely will go back there next year."
"How are the local girls? Did you get to fuck them?" Kirk asked
enthusiastically. His cock started to form a noticeable bulge in his pants. But
he did not care about it for he thought that it was okay to have an erection in
front of his buddy.
"Yeah, the sex was great," Tom replied. But of course, he was referring to the
time when he got raped homosexually by the taxi driver. His eyes caught a
glimpse of Kirk's erotic bulge. Suddenly, a crazy lewd idea crossed his mind. He
wanted Kirk to undergo the same experience: being raped by an Indonesian man.
"I envy you," Kirk quickly replied. "Hey, what do you say to the taxi driver?
And where to go? I'm sure you know several Indonesian expressions. Please write
them down for me, pal." Enthusiastically, Kirk produced a small note and handed
it over to Tom. Tom saw that as a perfect opportunity. Thus, he gladly wrote the
dirty vocabulary he learned from the taxi driver. Poor Kirk did not know what
was waiting for him in Indonesia owing to his friend's dirty trick.
*****
Kirk had been walking all day, trying to find a place where he could have sex
with local girls. It had been two days since he arrived in Jakarta. But not
knowing about Jakarta's streets only made his search harder. The sun was
scorching his white skin. Kirk never thought that Indonesian could be that hot,
nevertheless he enjoyed it. As a white man, he could be distinguished easily
from the crowds: white, tall. The clothes he wore were loose T-shirt and shorts.
Finally, he decided to find people who could take him to the place he wanted to
go. On the corner of a busy road, he saw several motorcycles parked on the verge
of the street. Walking towards them, Kirk was thinking that they had to be the 'ojek
motor' that Tom told him about. Taking ojek motor was basically the
same as taking a taxi. But the difference was that you got a motorcycle instead
of a taxi. Kirk heard the drivers called out to him, trying to get his
attention. They all looked excited as Kirk stood before them.
"Ojek motor, Mister bule?" asked Bram, a handsome native
Indonesian man. Among all drivers there, he looked the toughest one. From his
physical features, Kirk estimated that he must have been in his late 30s, too.
The soft stubble, that the native man had on the chin, created a strong sense of
masculinity. Wearing only an undershirt, he proudly showed the muscles he
possessed. The body of his was very proportional, not too big. In fact, he
looked more like a swimmer. As Kirk approached him, he repeated his offer in his
broken English. "Mister bule? Ojek motor?" Bule is a common informal noun
used to refer to white people in Indonesia.
Not being a choosy person, Kirk picked that man right away for he was the
closest. The other drivers commented nosily on how lucky their friend was,
assuming that Kirk had lots of money. Excitedly, Kirk tried his first Indonesian
contact. Using the translated expression that Tom wrote for him, Kirk told Bram
that he wanted to find a prostitute. Slowly, he tried to read the foreign
language out.
"Aku doyan cowok," he said carefully, trying to remember the correct
pronunciation that Tom taught him. "Aku mau cari tempat di mana aku bisa
diperkosa. Aku mau hisap kontol." After finishing it, he gave Bram a proud
smile, thinking that he had said the right thing. But what Kirk did not know was
that Tom had lied to him. What Kirk just said was actually, "I like men. I want
to find a place where I can get raped. I want to suck cock." That was one way
ticket to get fucked homosexually! There was no gay bashing in Indonesia. But
straight guys in Indonesia tend to use that kind of rare opportunity, especially
if they themselves had not had sex for some time.
Bram and his friends broke out in laughter altogether as soon as Kirk finished
his sentence. The bewildered Kirk did not know what was funny about that. Bram
of course did not know that Kirk had been tricked into saying those kinds of
things. To him, Kirk was just a gay man who needed to get fucked. Although Bram
was straight, he hadn't had sex for months. Thus seeing the opportunity to fuck
Kirk's ass, Bram was determined not to waste it. Grinning lewdly, he turned on
his motorbike engine. The fellow drivers hooted at Bram, encouraging him to fuck
Kirk's brain out. Kirk of course did not understand anything they said. Like a
lamb ready to be slaughtered, the white man got on the motorbike. As the engine
roared, Bram took him to a place where he could fuck.
Thinking that he had arrived at the right place, Kirk excitedly got off the
motorbike. They were apparently in an abandoned house. Some roof tiles were
missing, and one of the walls was caved in. Tall grass grew everywhere. The
house was pretty far from residential area, thus there was hardly anyone around
the house. That was Bram's favorite place to fuck. Bram brought Kirk in.
Innocently, that white man followed Bram. But as soon as they were inside, Bram
suddenly turned to Kirk and grabbed his body. The native Indonesian man then
tried to land a kiss on Kirk's lips.
Confused and scared, Kirk was yelling angrily. "Stop it! What the hell are you
doing?!" But he could not escape the kiss for both of his hands were locked by
Bram's strong hands. Disgustedly, he felt Bram's wet lips press against his. The
worse was yet to come. "Oh, no! Don't French-kiss me! Ah! It's disgusting! No!"
But Kirk's protest was drowned by Bram's invading tongue. No matter how hard he
tried to seal his lips, Bram found a way to worm in his tongue. At that point,
Kirk thought that he was going to vomit. Loud slurping sounds resounded when
Bram greedily sucked Kirk's mouth juice. When the kiss was over, Kirk tried to
run away but Bram took hold of his T-shirt.
"You're not going anywhere, faggot," Bram said in Indonesian. "You asked to get
fucked. Now, you get it. There's no way you're going to back out. I'm gonna
screw your ass." Suddenly, out of no where, the rough man produced a knife. That
sharp instrument was placed on Kirk's throat. Upon seeing that thing, Kirk
froze. "Good boy," Bram commented, "Don't move and you won't be hurt. Just play
along."
Shakily, Kirk tried hard to maintain his calmness. "No, don't kill me, please,"
he begged in English. Kirk knew that Bram would never understand what he said,
but he believed that Bram could guess what he wanted to say. With wide terrified
eyes, Kirk saw the knife slowly move to his torso. Kirk tried to stop breathing,
afraid that it would cause the knife to sink into the flesh, but he could not.
His chest was still heaving hard, feeding air to the lungs. Cold sweat began to
emerge from his body pores, dampening the front of his T-shirt. But the knife
kept going down, scraping its sharp point against Kirk's body, until it stopped
at Kirk's pants.
"Yeah, you're a hot man," Bram commented, observing Kirk's physical features.
Slowly, he moved the knife back up. This time, the sharp point end slipped under
Kirk's T-shirt. "Relax, man. I'm gonna fuck your ass just like you wanted," Bram
added, kissing Kirk's lips once again. Suddenly, as he pulled away, the knife
soared up. Its sharp point tore Kirk's T-shirt apart. Rudely, Bram finished it
off by removing the remaining fabric on Kirk's body. "Now, you look so much
sexier." Bram let the knife fall to the floor because Bram thought that he no
longer needed it.
The sun light shone in through the holed roof. Its bright ray warmed Kirk's bare
torso. Still shakily, Kirk watched in horror as Bram moved his knife to his
shorts. With one swift movement, Bram managed to tore the shorts, too. The torn
fabric dropped to the floor, leaving Kirk stark naked. A limp cut prick came
into the view. Kirk dared not move as Bram reached for his cock. Helplessly, he
could only let the lewd man jerk him off. The cock suddenly reacted to the
touch. Gradually, it gained erection. The sleeping flaccid cock soon turned into
a rock-hard throbbing cock, ready for some real hardcore action. The absence of
lube made the stroking became somewhat painful, especially when Bram's callused
palm brushed against Kirk's unprotected prick head. The white man could only
flinch. Whimpering, he restrained himself from enjoying the stroking, but his
cock had a mind of its own. Taken over by lust, Kirk's head was reeling with
passion.
"Yeah, you like my touch on your cock, huh? Oh yes, faggots always love my
stroking," Bram whispered in Kirk's ear. The fact that they both did not
understand each other's language did not stop him from communicating his mind.
With one hand stroking Kirk's hard-on, Bram undressed himself. Grabbing the
undershirt, Bram lifted it off his head. Through his half-closed eyes, Kirk saw
how menacingly Bram's torso really was. A large well-built torso greeted his
eyes as Kirk opened them. The white man continued to watch Bram as Bram
skillfully stripped himself completely. "Oh yeah, like my body?" asked Bram,
noticing Kirk's curious eyes. Using his free hand, Bram took Kirk's hand and
brought it to Bram's sculpted torso. "Yeah, is this what you want? Men's chest?
Men's nipples? Touch my body, queer. Squeeze it hard. Come on, let me know that
you want it." Bram's hand squeezed Kirk's.
The white man knew what Bram wanted him to do. For the sake of his life, he
quickly obliged. His heart still beating fast, Kirk ran his hand all over Bram's
bulging torso. As a man, he envied how perfect Bram's body was. A sense of
longing to feel Bram's masculine body, out of the blue, washed over him. Kirk
did not know what was going on. The more he felt that man's bare body, the more
he wanted to do it. Absentmindedly, Kirk used his other hand. Bram did not mind
at all. In fact, he was glad that Kirk had begun to enjoy himself. Kirk swept
Bram's muscular body with his hands. The macho aura of Bram's completely
overwhelmed Kirk. The hard contour of Bram's muscles bulged under Kirk's touch.
As the palms made contact with Bram's erect nipples, Kirk was taken aback by
their hardness. Instinctively, he took each nipple in each of his hand. Doing
circular movement, Kirk was stimulating Bram's nipples.
"Oh, you hit the right button, man. Oh yeah, keep doing that. Play with my
nipples. Oh shit! I love it. Ah, come on. Horn me up before I plunge my prick
into your faggot ass. Uh, I love homos." Looking down, he paid extra attention
to the cock he was jacking. Kirk's cock head was flaring, glistening with
precum. The slippery liquid had flowed down Bram's hand. "Yeah, you're very
horny, huh? I'm gonna milk your cock and make you shoot out your cum. Oh yeah,
come on, big guy. Shoot our your cum for me. Ah!" Adding a touch of lust, the
Indonesian man reached for Kirk's dampened torso. After finding one of Kirk's
nipples, he gave it a good hard pinch.
"Ah!" Kirk groaned, stimulated by what Bram was doing to his nipple. The
straight values he held in his mind suddenly vanished without a trace. The
so-called straight white man shamelessly got involved in man-to-man stimulation.
Throwing his head back, Kirk moaned out. His naked body shuddered while his
nipples were being fingered. Pleasure coursed down his body. Writhing a bit,
Kirk showed his fondness of nipple-play. "Yeah, pinch my nipples. Oh, do it.
Stimulate my nipples. Oh, yeah fuck!"
Bram increased the speed of his stroking, for he knew that Kirk would cum in
buckets. Without any hesitation, he brought his naked body closer to Kirk's.
Breathing hard, he was aroused seeing Kirk's horniness. Considering himself as a
bisexual man, Bram did not need second thought when he decided to lap Kirk's
upper torso. Dancing, his tongue traced Kirk's shoulders. Trails of saliva were
left, glistening under the sun light. Leaving the nipple, Bram's hand traveled
down Kirk's back. As it stopped at Kirk's rounded ass, it wormed its way into
Kirk's ass crack. Warm moist ass cheeks pressed against the finger when it was
just about to pry open the hole. Pushing in, Bram forced his finger up Kirk's
ass hole.
The white man jolted with surprised look. The lack of lube increased the
irritation caused by the penetration. Kirk tried to move away but he found
himself captive in Bram's arm. "Oh, no. Don't fuck my hole with your finger. Ah,
it hurts. Oh," he groaned, wincing in pain. Squirming, the white man tried to
ease the penetration but it was to no avail. The pain became more intense as the
hole was stretched further. Bram's finger slid in, pushing the clenching ass
lips inward. The defense had been broken. "Ah!" Kirk moaned, jerking in Bram's
arm. Knowing that he had no where to go, Kirk forced himself to enjoy that whole
new experience. Embracing Bram's muscular body for support, he let Bram
finger-fucked his ass while Bram was also masturbating him at the same time.
"Oh! Fuck! Oh." Sweat dripped down Kirk's body as the stimulation got more
intense.
"Shit! Your ass hole is so tight. I bet you're still a virgin. No wonder you
changed your mind in the last minute," Bram guessed, feeling Kirk's sphincter
tightly choke upon his finger. "Don't worry. I'm gonna loosen up your fucking
hole. Yeah, you like it, huh?" Bram observed the ecstatic facial expression on
Kirk's handsome face. "Good boy, I'm gonna make you cum." Drilling further in,
the native man was trying to hit Kirk's prostate. His finger haphazardly brushed
against the inner walls of Kirk's bowels. "Yeah, how is it? Has it felt good
yet?" Bram's lips were inches away from Kirk's. The handsome white man stared at
him with total-surrender look on his face. Not being able to restrain himself,
Bram kissed Kirk for the umpteenth time. As their lips were connected to one
another, Bram could sense hot breaths escaping Kirk's mouth. "Oh yeah, you're
close, aren't you? Don't hold it. Just cum for me. Let go all your cum. Come on,
baby. Shoot your cum. Let me see you ejaculate. Oh yeah, shoot your loads, man.
Shoot it!"
Kirk's breathing became heavier and uneven. "Oh, you got me so horny. I'm gonna
cum in any second. Ah, get ready. I'm close now. Oh," the white man groaned,
squirming in Bram's arm. Cum was churning in his balls, ready to be shot out.
Grinding his nude body, Kirk brushed his erect nipples against Bram's. The
rubbing created electric-like waves that soon consumed both of them. "Ah! Shit!
Here I cum. I'm cumming, fuck!" Jolting violently, the horny white man
ejaculated over and over again. His dick was throbbing hard in Bram's stroking
hand. Thick warm cum dribbled down onto the dirty floor. "Ah! Fuck! Oh! I'm
cumming! Oh yes! Yes! Ah, fuck!" Groaning, Kirk gripped Bram's body as hard as
he could. The sensation was indescribable, especially when Bram jabbed his
finger in. Shuddering helplessly, Kirk gave up himself totally to orgasm. Cum
splattered against Bram's hand and Kirk's crotch. It was quite messy. When Kirk
pulled himself together, he realized that he was burying his head on Bram's hard
torso. The smell of masculinity tickled his nostrils. "Oh," he winced when Bram
pulled out his finger. There was a feeling of emptiness lingered in his ass,
missing out the presence of that finger.
"Yeah, you cum big time, baby," Bram said, lifting his cummy hand to Kirk's
face. "Do you see this? This is your cum that splattered my hand. Clean it."
Shoving his cummy hand towards Kirk's lips, he demanded Kirk to clean the cum
off using his tongue. For some moment, Kirk was hesitant because he found it to
be gross. But Bram gave him a stern threatening look. "Lick it off or I'll crush
your fucking balls." With that, Bram grabbed Kirk's hanging balls. To show that
he was not kidding, Bram applied pressure on those nuts.
Perforce, Kirk parted his lips and snuck out his tongue. As he lapped up the cum
remnants, he had to fight his urge to vomit. The taste of his own cum was
terrible. It tasted very bitter. But he had to clean that hand. Forcing himself,
Kirk resumed licking Bram's hand until it was clean and shiny. Kirk's saliva was
coating Bram's hand. That Indonesian man seemed very pleased. Without warning,
he wrapped his arms around Kirk's naked figure and started to kiss his body.
Apparently, Kirk's ejaculation had boosted his lust. Bram was hornier than
before.
"Oh yeah, you fucking homo slut. You've got me so hard and horny with your
perverted cumming show. I wanna fuck your ass now. I wanna stick my hard
throbbing cock in you and deposit my cum in there. Oh yeah, I want you, baby,"
he whispered as both of his hands ran up and down Kirk's sweaty back. "Do you
want to get fucked, huh? Do you want my prick in you? Tell me now." Pressing his
forehead against Kirk's, Bram looked straight into his eyes. Rudely, he turned
Kirk around and pushed him to a wall. The wall was quite dirty, covered with
dust. The dust quickly clung onto Kirk's sweaty chest. "Get ready, bule, coz I'm
gonna fuck your brain out."
It happened too fast. Kirk did not have time to think. All he knew was that
after cumming, he suddenly found himself flat against the wall. Whimpering, he
tried to free himself because Bram had pinned his body too hard. Kirk's limp
cummy cock brushed against the dusty wall, collecting the dust in cum. "Oh!" All
of a sudden, a familiar jolt of pain attacked his loose hole. But Kirk knew that
it was not a finger. It took no genius to figure out that Bram was actually
fucking his ass with his cock. A rush of panic washed over Kirk. Being jerked
off and finger-fucked were indeed pleasurable experiences. But being fucked by a
dick was another thing. "Let me go! Don't fuck my ass! Oh! Haven't you done
enough? Ah! Stop it! Oh, it hurts! I can't take it! It hurts so much, ah!
Please, oh!"
But Bram was such a heartless man when it came to sex. All he cared about was
his own sexual pleasure. The head of his cock was already dripping with precum.
The slick liquid was spread evenly on the skin surface. Pulsating, his cock was
eager to try out a white man's hole. "Yeah, you're hot," Bram grunted while he
positioned his dick on the entrance. Kirk's hole was twitching excitedly. "Ready
or not, here I come." With that, he broke Kirk's ass defense once more. Easily,
aided by the precum lube, the throbbing tip penetrated Kirk's virgin ass. "Ah!
Shit! It's so fucking hot and tight! I love your ass!" Bram exclaimed upon
feeling warmth wrap around his prick head. The head slipped in, fitted perfectly
inside.
"Oh! You've fucked me with your cock," Kirk wailed. Knowing that another man's
cock was in him, he knew that he had lost something valuable: his virginity.
"Ah! Oh!" Another moan escaped his mouth as Bram began fucking his ass.
Painfully, Kirk was clutching the wall with his blunt nails. The pain was so
unbearable. The cock was thrice bigger than the finger. Kirk's ass hole was
stretched beyond his imagination to accommodate the invading meat. "Oh! It hurts
a lot. Take your cock out, oh, please," Kirk cried, tears wetting his eyes. Both
of his legs were jerking as the leg muscles stiffened. The poor white man was
barely able to stand.
"Fuck yeah! I love your hot tight ass, bule!" Bram yelled excitedly.
Breathing intermittently, the Indonesian man slapped Kirk's white smooth bubble
ass several times. Each slap left a red mark on that smooth ass. "I'm riding
your ass! Oh! Fuck you! Yeah, tight ass!" His hard cock mercilessly plowed
Kirk's ass. The big fat cock head entered the butt hole with some minor
difficulties. Mainly, it was because Kirk had never been fucked before. But
after a few fucking, Kirk's ass hole became rather loose. Precum coating the
cock head had helped lube up the way. "Oh, fuck! I'm fucking your ass, ah! Fuck
you! Yeah, take my cock! Fuck!" Thrusting his hips forward, Bram was pounding
Kirk's ass really hard.
"Ah! It hurts! Ah! You're tearing my ass! Oh, fuck!" Kirk yelled out of pain.
The large invading prick spared him no mercy, turning his insides up side down.
The white man felt as if his stomach had been bloated with cock. The force of
the thrust was so strong that Kirk's body almost lifted up the ground. Pain
radiating from his ass, Kirk almost lost his conscience. "Oh! Ah!" That man
could only groan and thrash under Bram's violent domination. As his cock head
brushed against the wall, Kirk groaned out. The sensation was incredible.
Indirectly, Kirk's cock was being masturbated. Pressed against the wall, Kirk's
throbbing cock head was squeezed. A drop of precum flowed out of the slit. Yet,
the harder Bram poked his ass, the harder Kirk's prick became.
"I'm screwing your bule ass, oh! Fuck yeah! This is what you want, huh?
Being fucked by a macho Indonesian? Hell yeah, you like it," Bram groaned,
pinning Kirk to the wall with his torso. "Fuck! I love your ass. Tight and sexy,
oh yeah! Fuck you!" Sweat flowed down the Indonesian man's broad back. His cock
was throbbing hard in the warm bowels of Kirk's. Precum was oozed profusely,
lubing up the rectum. A pair of Bram's erect nipples was brushing against Kirk's
smooth white back, sending electrical tingles down Kirk's spine. "You like my
cock, huh? I'm gonna fuck you deeper, and harder. Oh! Fuck, I'm fucking a
bule. Oh, yeah! Fuck!"
Minutes passed. Kirks ass adapted well to the intruding cock. His ass hole
gained the ability to relax as Kirk learnt how to control it. An unfamiliar
pleasure coursed down his body whenever Bram's cock ht a particular spot in his
body. Whimpering, Kirk started to embrace his homosexual side. "Oh yeah, fuck my
ass. Come on. Fuck me! I want your dick. Deeper, man. Show me how manly you are.
Fuck yeah!" he groaned between his heavy breaths. Voluntarily, the white man
backed his ass to meet Bram's thrusting cock. A hard pound hit his prostate and
soon spread orgasmic-like wave through his body. "Oh yeah! Fuck me there! Oh!
Drill my ass. Give me that pleasure. Ah, fuck me! Fuck!" Precum dripped down the
wall as Kirk's prick exuded its liquid. Pressed against the wall, that cock was
longing to spew out all it had.
Indeed, Bram did not understand a word of Kirk's saying. But he could guess that
the white man had begun to enjoy the penetration. He could tell that from Kirk's
body language. "You like being fucked. Hell, I'm fucking you right now. Yeah,
your ass hole is swollen as I plug it with my big cock. Ah, you're my slut.
Shit! Your ass is still tight. Oh, I love it. Fuck!" Bram's sturdy frame
suddenly began to shake violently. Cursing, he shoved his cock deeper with
sudden increase of force. It was so intense that Kirk thought Bram's cock would
jab out from his mouth. Gripping Kirk's sweaty waist, Bram dug in his flesh
using his blunt nails. The whole muscles in his body tensed up. And that was
when he suddenly erupted!
"Ah! Here I cum!" Bram exclaimed, pushing harder into Kirk. Ecstatically, he
jolted and bolted as he shot rope after creamy rope of cum out of his engorged
cock head. The juice was shot deep into Kirk's ass, splattering on the bowels
walls. "Fuck! I'm cumming! Oh! Fuck your ass! Yeah, fucking good! Ah! Take my
cum! Oh!" Still shooting, Bram did not stop humping Kirk's ass. The fucking
still continued, milking out every single drop of cum out of Bram's cock. Sweat
dropped down Bram's face and onto Kirk's back. Groaning, the Indonesian man did
not want to let that ass go. Kirk's as slips were twitching, trying to keep the
cum from spilling out. Yet, some still dripped down Kirk's thighs, escaping the
swollen sphincter. "Oh," Bram let out a long sigh before finally he pulled out
his man rammer. Kirk's ass did not want to let it go but it was powerless to
stop it.
Sighing disappointedly, Kirk had to let the cock go. Emptiness filled in his
ass, replacing the throbbing living meat. Despite the previous ejaculation, Kirk
still sported a hard-on. The head of his dick was still covered with slimy cum,
mixed with dust from the wall. During the penetration, Kirk had been so aroused
that he had to cum again. Turning his body to Bram, he suddenly grew wild. Kirk
did not care of anything, but sex. With one arm reaching out for Bram's sculpted
torso, Kirk jacked himself off. "Your body makes me so hot and horny. Oh, I've
gotta cum once more. Ah, I love your body. Ah," Kirk announced, fixing his eyes
on one of Bram's nipples. Suddenly, Kirk lunged forward and mouthed that
irresistible brown nipple. Like a baby, he sucked the pointed head hard.
Just cumming, Bram's whole body became sensitive. The suction on his nipple
forced him to flinch. Yet, he liked Kirk's horniness. "Yeah, suck my nipple. Oh
yeah, I want to see you cum. Come on, milk that white cock. Yeah, let me see you
cum. Oh, that's it. Milk your juicer. Yeah, cum now!" To boost the sensation,
Bram ran his hand on Kirk's torso. Resting on the heaving chest, he could tell
that Kirk was close to his ejaculation. "Yeah, you're cumming, right? Shoot that
cum out. Come on, let me see you ejaculate. Ah yes! Shoot it! Cum for me! Yes!
Fuck!"
Shuddering greatly, Kirk's orgasm exploded. Leaning against Bram's body, Kirk
buried his face between the hard mounds of Bram's chest. The masculine aroma
tickled his nostrils as Kirk abandoned himself to the orgasmic explosion. "Ah!
I'm fucking cumming! Ah, yes! I cum! Oh yes!" Creamy syrupy jizz dribbled out of
Kirk's quivering cock. The cum splattered Bram's feet. "Oh! Ah! Yes!" Kirk kept
groaning while grinding his body against Bram's. The aura of Bram's masculinity
drove Kirk crazy with lust. Being close to him aroused Kirk so much. Grabbing
his own tool, Kirk wrung it as hard as he could. Every single drop of cum was
forced to shoot out. Quivering, the naked white man held onto Bram as orgasm
took over his body. Lewd groans resounded around them. With a final grunt, Kirk
finished his cumming. "Oh! Fuck! It's amazing," he breathed as he slowly
regained his conscience.
Suddenly, there was a series of motorbikes sound roaring out there. Bram took a
quick peep through the dusty broken window. A sly grin formed on his handsome
face as he saw his fellow motorbike driver came. Tired out, Kirk was sitting
lazily on the dirty floor. Sweat still poured down his naked body. As Bram's
friends came in and surrounded him, Kirk did not bother to cover his naked body.
In fact, he tried to seduce them.
"What are you waiting for, guys? The horny bule slut needs to get fucked.
Come on, guys. Give him what he wants," Bram encouraged his friends. "His ass is
pretty tight. Fuck his ass, guys. Show him no mercy."
One by one, those guys stripped themselves naked. Kirk soon found himself in the
arms of a bunch of horny rough guys. Kirk's mouth and ass were put in good use
as he was raped over and over again. Yet, he gave no resistance. Gladly, he
serviced them all. Kirk did not know what Tom had written for him in his note.
But Kirk was surely grateful for that.
END
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