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.It took me a moment to realize that Arturo now used the head of his cock to probe me.Skylar’s hands moved down my side and gripped my butt cheeks, prying them apart with his fingers to aid the ghost’s entrance.All the while, my lover and I kissed, our bodies squirming against each other and creating a delectable friction that kept my dick as hard as granite.The tip of the ghost’s cock smeared additional pre-cum against my tingling hole.“So, you willingly give yourself to me, Matthew?” he asked, his voice a growl of desire.“W-willingly?”“I just want to make absolutely certain you want me to fill you.That you, a descendant of Gregor Rhodeleska, willingly wants my cock inside of him, that this is not rape.”“Yes, yes, damn it, I want your cock inside me!”Seemingly of their own volition, my hips bucked backward in a futile attempt to capture more than his crown within my ass-lips.“I want you to fuck me, Arturo.Do it now! Let me feel that cock inside me now!”Once again, he breached my entrance, only this time, he slid farther into me, adding inch after inch of his abundant erection.And fast! A proctologist’s exam from hell.I bit my lower lip, suppressing the whimpers and groans as the agony increased.“Hey, Doctor Dick, go slower, huh?” I barked over my shoulder.“Sorry, Matthew.I will try to curb my enthusiasm.”Arturo withdrew most of his shaft, giving me a momentary 350ART FOR ART’S SAKEbreak, but then he pushed into me again, deeper this time.But, true to his word, he did proceed at a lethargic pace, giving my tunnel walls time to get used to his foray.Regardless of his speed, I gasped for breath.My ass muscles quivered, but to my surprise, actually started to grow accustomed to the foreign object, and the pain eventually began to subside.Okay, overall, not the most pleasant sensation, I’ll admit, but certainly not the worst I had ever endured.Nevertheless, when Arturo thrust deeper still, initiating a slow and steady rhythm to his invasion, my muscles clamped around his pole and I wondered if I could bear it much longer.“Just relax, Matt,” whispered Skylar.“Try not to fight it.Release the tension in your muscles and let your body react on its own.Allow his cock to bring you pleasure.Concentrate on that…”The soothing tenor of my lover’s voice helped even more than his advice.I focused my attention and soon found a strange delight in the way the lengthy shaft rubbed against my inner walls.My prostate came alive with an energy that felt almost electrical, and waves of warmth speared through my veins.It also helped that Skylar continued to massage my backside with his strong hands, his lips leaving trails of saliva along my shoulders and the corded muscles of my neck.He waggled his lower body, also making certain his cock stroked mine from side to side, which kept me hard and added extra fire to my crotch.Finally, I felt Arturo’s pubic hair tickling my buttocks, and realized he had filled me to the hilt.He held me to him for a 351ART FOR ART’S SAKEmoment, long enough for me to actually detect the profound and untamed throbbing of his penis within my tunnel.And long enough for me to familiarize myself with his entire length.When next he moved, any lingering pain gave way to a comforting heat, and soon my head buzzed from the unique stimulation my bowels received.Without warning, he slid his cock out of my hole, leaving me to gasp at the startling emptiness.When I felt Arturo reach between our bodies and take Skylar’s shaft in hand, I turned my head.“W-what are you doing? Why aren’t you finishing?”“Because there is something I have longed to see while observing the pair of you this past week.”“Which is?”Without answering, he smiled and lowered his head.Beneath me, Skylar shuddered, and a satisfied groan escaped his lips.Only then did I realize the ghost had taken my lover’s dick into his mouth.For a few moments, the unmistakable sounds of cock-sucking filled the air.Skylar kissed me, his tongue delving deeply into my mouth and his moans of pleasure rumbling through me.Suddenly, another object breached my ass-lips, one as rigid as the previous pole, yet somehow not as painfully obese.When Skylar yanked his mouth from mine, his moans morphed into growls, and I quickly deduced that Arturo had guided my lover’s erection into me.“Love him, Skylar,” instructed the ghost, his deep voice crackling with lust.“Let me see you love Matthew in this special way.”352ART FOR ART’S SAKEObviously needing no additional encouragement, Skylar gripped my ass cheeks and plunged into my chute.Like before, my muscles molded around his length, but the twinges of being stretched out of proportion did not return.I felt only a mellow and agreeable ache that once again rushed heat through my veins and had my head floating in a sea of bliss.Skylar’s accompanying kisses took on a renewed hunger, and the beautifully masculine body I had explored time and again this past week became a platform of writhing muscles, a wanton funhouse ride for me to enjoy.Arturo flicked his tongue over my birthmark, then ventured lower to my hole.He spit several times, his saliva greasing my lover’s shaft as it cautiously pistoned in and out of me [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]