by Randy Dragon
Email: hornyfiredragon@googlemail.com
"Well we have his juice, now let's pack our things and go before he wakes up," Don urged. He untied Ramon's wrists.
"Oouuuhh ...," Ramon moaned pathetically. He tried to get up, but he was to week and exhausted. Clumsily he crawled from the bench. His shoulders drooped forward. Standing uneasy trembling on all fours his head was slowly rising.
Howie looked into his handsome, reddened face that looked so terrible tired. The dark-brown hair was drenched in sweat and the sensuous lips were slightly gaping apart. Ramon was slowly crawling towards the teen, fixing the eyes behind the glasses. He wanted to lunge at the stunned teenager but managed only to grab one of Howie's legs. With obvious efforts he managed to get hold with his other hand and pulled his body half way up.
"Youuuuu ..." he tried to talk, but stopped when he saw Howie's cock still dangling from his fly. Like Don he had been so carried away that he had simply forgotten to zip his pants. Driven by pure reflex he stuffed his big dick inside the inviting mouth in front of him.
The dizzy wrestler was so shocked, that he lost his grip and fell back on his hands, but he did not release the dick. As if hypnotized he was fixing Howie's gaze and he started to suck. Howie felt the tongue lapping around his fast hardening dick. Instinctively he seized the hunk's head and bobbed it back and forth.
"Mmmpphh..." once more Ramon's slurping filled the room.
Don had watched the scene in utter surprise. As if spellbound he stumbled towards the kneeling Mexican champion. His dick needed only a few strokes to be hard again and he lubed it quickly with his own saliva.
Ramon felt his muscular butt cheeks gently pushed apart. First he tried to shrink away from the soft touch at his sphincter, but then the teasing touch came again. His buttocks were released and the touch of his ass became an irresistible temptation. Cautiously he pushed back. His ass ring made contact, sending a new shiver of excitement through his system.
Don released the butt cheeks and enjoyed the warm touch as they closed around his dick, trapping it in a warm slippery embrace. His hands traveled over the lower back of the kneeling hunk. The muscular body was gently rocking under him by the rhythm in which Howie was grinding Ramon's throat with his dick. He looked to his friend.
"Spit roast ..." Howie was whispering only.
Don pushed his hips forward, cautiously probing how far he could go. He was aware that the man was now free and if he decided to take revenge, the two teens wouldn't have any chance to escape from his wrath.
When his dick met again with the sphincter he felt a soft suction. Almost as if the ass was unwilling to let his dick slip away. He pushed a little further and sensed a resistance. He could never explain why he did what he did next. It just came to him to whack the round butt cheeks simultaneously from both sides.
"Uhmmm," there was a short grunt of protest but the muscular body jerked as well back. Almost obediently the ass ring opened and Don's cock slipped inside the tight rectum.
It was an indescribable rush for the two teens to see the champion's dream body stuffed from both sides eagerly servicing them. Both thrust now deftly as if somehow wanting their dickheads to meet somewhere inside of the shaking heap of muscle.
"Uhm ... uhm ... uhmmmm," Ramon's grunts intensified. His body dictated him to enjoy the thrill of both dicks. He tried to push back as far as possible to take Don's dick up to the hilt. At the same time he embraced Howie's hips and buried his face deep in the teen's groin taking his cock as deep down his throat as it would go. Still he was not satisfied. His rocking accelerated, pulling and pushing the teens with him. Neither Howie was able to break the grip around his hips, nor was Don able to retract his dick from the viselike grip of the clenched ass. The bucking motions became so powerful that the teens needed to support themselves on the sweaty broad back below. They felt muscles rippling under their hands while the brawny body was rocking and writhing with increasing speed and dynamic. The sensations on their young dicks drove them wild as well.
Ramon was now driven by the quest for pure lust, his horny grunts and the moans of the teens who were approaching their climax too, became louder and more urgent. The two youngsters were gyrating their hips in the same way as they had seen it by Ramon earlier, drilling the muscle boy from both ends. His twitching dick with the contracted nut sac was swinging between his thighs, slowly re-hardening. His bucking increased so much that the teens could hear the bonerized meat pole slapping against the wrestlers six-pack abs.
Howie couldn't bare it any longer. The suction on his dick was too much. His hips bucked wildly when gush after gush of his cum flooded Ramon's throat. Cum and saliva drooled from the corners of his stuffed mouth.
Don followed almost instantly. For a second time Ramon's muscle butt was filled with gooey teenage cum.
It was just at this moment when the full extent of humiliation kicked in and the shocking awareness what was done to him and what he was doing. He was reduced to 185 lb. muscle beef impaled on two teen cocks and he was enjoying it. The two scrawny nerds obviously enjoyed themselves as well and filled him from both sides. Ramon's eyes bulged in their sockets when Don's gyrating thrusts hit his prostate several times in a row. The dark-red head of his baby-maker ballooned, while his depleted balls tried to pump cum. The hunk managed to produce a few tiny driblets that oozed in a thin silvery string from the piss slit to the floor. The almost dry climax, enhanced by the desperate contractions of his balls to produce more of his man juice, hit him with an unrivaled power.
Each spasm was a combination of both agonizing lust and punches in the gut. His knees and arms buckled unable to support the weight of his body any longer. The exhausted man was already asleep when his body slumped on the ground.
The two teens recovered rather quickly and gave each other a high five.
"I think he deserves a present," Howie said "let him have the panty hose. My sister has so many, she will hardly miss that one."
"You are crazy!" Don rolled his eyes. The two packed their bags and left the softly snoring wrestler on the floor.
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