“I want you to fuck me, Bart.”
Ralphie greased his ass, laid on his back and spread his legs, holding his knees. Let me have it good!”
Bart was really pounding him, hitting him hard with each thrust. Indian hot sex All the way in. His stubby boner was drooling by that point. The irony didn’t escape me, even then. Bart and Alex were anxious to get fucked after they saw how Ralpie and I enjoyed it. “Oh, yeah. Hell, none on us had our drivers’ license, we weren’t going anywhere, so we were safe. I didn’t take long to shoot my load over my belly. “We could play strip poker.”
“Huh?”
“Yeah. He slicked up his cock. My turn.”
I did what he wanted and held onto my legs. Bart began pounding him as Ralpie cried out in pleasure. Alex was a nice contrast. Eventually, I dared Bart to fuck me. I brought the guys to our basement playroom. Ralpie and Bart were fucking away next to us, but head to toe. Alex even had a nice wet spot . My parents were going into Manhattan Friday afternoon, for the weekend, so my mother could begin her Christmas shopping and they could catch a Broadway show or two.
