(WARNING 18 AND OLDER ONLY- X-RATED SCENE - IF OFFENDED BY GAY SEX READ NO FURTHER)
Horst's thick leather belt whipped Cy's left cheek as Horst ripped loose his belt and tore open his fly. Horst's horse sized cock leapt out of his white boxers and slapped Cy's sore cheek.
"Eat it!" he ordered.
Cy swallowed it the huge slab of meat in one gulp.
Ryan and everyone knew that Cy was gay, and called him cocksucker. Still, he couldn't believe that Cy had just swallowed Horst huge cock in one gulp. None of the girls who'd given him blow jobs had ever done that. If he still had a tongue he'd've licked his lips. He wished he still had a cock so that he could take advantage of Cy's skills. Anger stirred following admiration, when he realized that his best bud Horst had been using Cy as his own personal pussyboy, and hadn't shared Cy with him.
Cy blushed. He knew if Ryan was full-size, that Ryan and Horst would be fighting over him. Sadly he reminded himself, or least his mouth.
Horst's hips were moving violently to some unheard music. He put his powerful hands on Cy's head and closed his eyes.
"Oh, yeah take it, bitchboy," moaned Horst.
Five minutes later, Cy was back on the bench. He was lying face down this time. His junk ground into Ryan, as they both were ground into the bench by Horst mounting Cy. Sweaty chest slapped against against sweaty back, again and again.
Just as he was about to cum, Horst knelt part way up. He kept his cock head inside Cy, and then with his muscled arms flipped the twink boy over. Cy moaned as he screwed 180 degrees around Horst's cock. Horst glared down at Cy lustily, and licked his teeth.
"I wanna see your face when I blow my wad, Cy."
"Uh-huh, mast-uh," panted Cy.
Cy was 18, just like Horst. But Horst was so much more physically mature, he could pass as 20 something, and people who didn't know would've taken Cy for a junior high school student or maybe a flat chested chick with a strap on. Instead of violently finishing the act, Horst lowered himself gently on to Cy.
"Sometimes you don't know what you have until it's gone," Horst muttered reflectively. "When you didn't show earlier, I thought maybe something had happened to you, Cy. And I didn't know what I'd do without you and Ryan."
"Ryan?" Cy asked. Did Horst know that Ryan was wrapped around his waist.
Ryan wasn't even listening. He was totally focused on Cy's swollen manhood. It filled him. It made him whole, and the leaking precum was intoxicating him. He felt strangely engergized. He had to have more cum. He flexed every fiber of his cotton and lycra being. Expand, contract, throb, throb.
"Yeah, you wouldn't believe what happened to Ryan today. I don't know if I'll ever see that joker again. But if I do I hope he ends up wrapped around my junk," Horst said.
He leaned down and plunged his tongue into Cy's mouth before Cy could speak, whilst simultaneously snapping Cy's jockstrap waistband. He moved forward. In one motion his tongue slid down Cy's throat, their two chests pressed together, and his horse cock plunged deep into Cy's warm wet hole. Ryan was freaking as he felt Horst's cock rubbing against his straps. Ryan could feel everything Cy felt, and Cy's rock hard cock was stretching Ryan's pouch mercilessly. It was like he was taking both Horst and Cy at once.
Ryan's temporary nausea swept away as his sex drive kicked into high drive. Horst had no idea that the straps sliding back and forth against his cock as he moved in and out Cy were moving of Ryan's accord to help stimulate him. Ryan and Cy were moving as one being. Hearts beating as one, bodies moving in sync. They were writhing together to climax together. Ryan was along for the ride.
They exploded. Horst's hot load filled Cy's belly. Cy's balls had tightened and his cock had exploded inside his jockstrap. Ryan's pouch was soaked. He absorbed it all, and suddenly Ryan felt empowered as if he could do anything. He felt like he was flying, and glowing. He imagined himself soaring high over a fleshtoned landscape. Suddenly, he realized that Vinnie's residual magic had been activated by Cy's cum saturating him.
Horst and Cy's lips parted and they drew 4 inches apart. Horst looked lovingly into his slave's eyes. Cy looked lovingly up at Horst.
Cy murmured, "I wish I could have you inside me 24/7, stud."
"Yeah, me too," replied Horst. He thrust his softening cock back and forth for emphasis.
"Oh, fu-yeah. I love you!" blurted out Cy. He arched his back, and blew a second load.
Ryan's mind was blown. Everything seemed to glow. There was intense heat. Cy didn't understand what was happening, but he seemed to be swimming in a sea of light. The world was changing again.