Nate put halo on pause and in a quick move grabbed me stripping off my pants and underwear in such a quick
move I was shocked.
Face to face Nate placed me on his pole going full hilt easily accessing my hole. I could feel Nate's big
meaty hands at my waist lifting and pressing me down. I was like a rag doll in his hands.
Nate kept talking almost as though this was just the same as talking on the phone or watching tv. He wasn't
showing any signs of exhaustion that I was riding his pole. Up and down for what seemed like hours but was
probably more like minutes I flopped around. My eyes rolling back in my head. I couldn't get a coherent
thought if I wanted to.
I usually go for big bears but a twink like you is good in a pinch. Nate said.
Twink? Me? I'm not a Twink.I'm not a big muscle man or a bear or chub or anything but I am not a Twink.
I like a man with some beef on his bones. Fucking you is like fucking a stick.
Over and over Nate tossed me around on his cock till he came deep in me.
Just then a knock came on the door. Rather than take me off his cock he just twisted me around and put one
hand at my torso and went to answer the door. He stood at the door with me at his front impaled on his cock
and exposed to the world.
As he opened the door there was his boyfriend.
Couldn't wait I see. Well that means you get to ride my pole then. Assume the position. Nate was on his knees
on the floor still holding on to me on his cock.