Sexual Perversions #2 - 1968

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FOREWORD: All of the stories of the Sexual Perversion series here are true. The names have been changed, but the events actually happened to me. Oh, the grunts and the groans and the massive amounts of cum are exaggerated, but the cocks and the cunts and hard, forced fuckings are all true. Writing these stories gives me a chance to relive the perverted years of my early life and enjoy the raw sensuality that was then... Greg Moran

I was 14 years old in the summer of 1968.

I had been masturbating everyday or more for the last two years to the incredible scenes of my older brother, Jeff's, vast collection of hard core porn novels.� At some point in time, I had finally started producing sperm when I jacked off and my cock was bigger and I had a fine red patch of pubic hair.

Mark was 16.� We had never discussed the blow job I had given him, nor did I discuss sex with any of my friends.� I still believed that sex was supposed to be Perverted and Secret.

The first week that school was out in June, it turned really warm.� Mark and I both wanted to go camping out in the back yard; except he wanted to invite his friends and didn't want me along.� Our mother made him include me so, reluctantly, he did.

His friends were Jimmy and Tim.� Tim lived a couple of blocks away was the most mature of Mark's friends.� He was a little shorter than Mark, but with a muscular build and dark hair.� He shaved every day.� Jimmy was the least mature of Mark's friends and lived across the street.� He was skinny and my height.� Even though he, Tim and Mark were older and two grades ahead of me in school, Jimmy and I played with each other and he had wanted to fool around when we camped out together.� But, he was a little too aggressive and weird for me back before I actually knew about sex, so we didn't do anything.� But I knew that his cock was the same size as mine when it got hard, maybe 6 inches now.

When the four of us were in the tent, inside our sleeping bags, I took off my underwear inside the bag.� I had started sleeping naked all the time and it turned me on to be crammed into this tent with three other guys who didn't know I was naked.� Everything was secret perverted porn to me.� I was softly stroking myself when, in the darkness, I heard Jimmy next to me ask, "Are you playing with yourself?"

Startled, my hand left my stiff cock.� What was he getting at?� Years ago,Jimmy and I had more or less fondled each other at least once, but why was he asking me this "in public?"

I thought about it and I tentatively whispered to him, "Maybe..."

"It's called jerking off," said Jimmy, not whispering. "You want to do it together?"

"Uhhhh..." I said, grabbing my naked cock again, feeling oddly embarrassed and tremendously excited that Mark and Tim were listening to this.

"It's called masturbation, you retards," said my brother from the other side of Tim, "and Dad'll kill you if he ever catches you doing it."

"What?" I was startled.�

Thoughts of my father telling me never to tell anyone about sex surfaced in my mind. Thoughts of getting fucked as a little kid by my father's friends came forward. Damn! This was supposed to be secret. I was suddenly afraid that my brother would tell on me...� Maybe he got fucked too!� Maybe he was going to tell everyone what a faggot I was...� But my cock was hard and I couldn't just say anything.� I couldn't just let him get away with this threat in my mind.� I had to say something.� My mouth took over.

"Are you going to tell him? You jerk off, don't you?" I said. And then, I made a fatal mistake and added, "Cocksucker."

"I'm not the cock sucker," said Mark, "You are."

My heart suddenly began beating very fast.� This was not fair, I thought, but not being very good at thinking on my feet and still worried what he might say, I said feebly, "What are you talking about?"

"Why don't you suck my cock like you did last year?" said Mark savagely.� He was getting back at me because I insisted on sleeping out with him and Tim and Jimmy.

"Hey, what's this about," said Tim next to me. "Greggy sucks cock?"

"Yeah," said Mark, "He chomped down on my tool real good last time. He loved it."

"Mark!"� I said in dismay, my heart racing and my hand squeezing my erection.

I was turned on, but how could he betray me like this?� But again, my stupid mouth betrayed me.

"You're the one that liked it!"� I blurted out.

"Shit!" said Tim, "and here I am pissed off that we can't look at the Playboys I brought because your little brother is here and he turns out to be a cock sucker."

"You can't tell anyone!" I insisted as my mouth kept on going.

"Wow, neat." said Jimmy.� "You really sucked your brother's cock?� I did that..."

"I don't want to talk about it," I said lamely, interrupting him, not caring about his confession.

Tim and Mark ignored Jimmy also as Tim got out of his sleeping bag and rummaged through his knapsack.� He pulled out a few well worn Playboy magazines and threw them down in front of us. Then, in the shadowy darkness, he took off his underwear and lay on his stomach on top of his sleeping bag.� He turned on his flashlight and opened up one of the Playboys.

In spite of my humiliation and fear of being found out, I scooted over, half out of my sleeping bag to get a look.� So did Mark and Jimmy.� Although I had been reading porn novels for awhile, I had never had a chance to look at any nude magazines.� Jeff didn't have any in his collection.� So I was fascinated.

We were all huddled together lying on our stomachs, but Tim was the only one all the way out of his sleeping bag.� I could see hair on the back of his muscular ass if I glanced backwards, which I did.� My cock was still hard and I was gently rubbing it against my bag as Tim turned the pages.

"Far out," said my brother as Tim shone the light on the perfect breasts of a centerfold.� I could see him moving around in his bag, and realized that he was getting off his underwear also.

We kept on looking at various sexually alluring pictures.� Jimmy was half on his side, next to me and I could feel his arm moving under him as he stroked his hard manhood.�

"Shit, we gotta do something here," said Tim as he turned over, laid on his back and grabbed his erection.

He shined the flashlight on himself and my eyes bugged.� His cock was the same length as the mine or Mark's but it was massively thick.� And he was really hairy.� He had hair on his chest; hairs were even growing around his big nipples, and the line of thick black hair went down his stomach to his large jutting cock which was surrounded by a thick bush.� I could see his balls and they looked huge - big and black in the shadows.� The tip of his tool was glistening in the light with precum.

"Hey, Greggy," said Tim grabbing his thick meat, "Why don't you suck on this?"

I froze, my eyes darting to my brother for support.� But he looked away.� He didn't egg Tim on, but he didn't say stop either.� He was, I'm sure, of two very different minds about this.� He was as horny as the rest of us, but I'm sure he was also regretting that he had told the guys about our personal, sexual "secret."

"Yeah Greg," Jimmy said, "Go ahead and do him."

He pulled his bag off and had his fist around his thin cock, pumping slowly up and down.� His eyes shone with anticipation and he licked his lips.

I was between Jimmy and Tim and Mark was on the other side of Tim.� I kept on looking at my brother and softly said, "Mark?"

"C'mon Greggy," said Tim.� "You know you want to...� Let's see what you've got to show.".

Tim unzipped my bag and shined the light on my ass.

"C'mon, turn it over," he said, giving my ass a hard smack!

"Ow," I complained as I rolled over away from his hand.� My hard peter bounced into the flashlight and a sticky trail of precum stretched out from the bag to my cock, then broke.

"Hey, you're ready, c'mon," he said grabbing my stiff dick.� "C'mon, suck me."

I again looked at Mark for help and hesitantly said, "Stop, I don't..." but, I didn't pull away from Tim's hot hand.

My hips twitched involuntarily and my cock moved in his fist.

Now Mark said, "Hey, you're the one that wanted to sleep out here with the big boys. Why don't you go ahead and suck him."

I was dismayed at this betrayal by my older brother.� He was supposed to protect me!� Again, scenes of the Club in the pool, with men forcing their fat cocks into me; put there by my father, flashed into my head... With that, my will weakened.� I felt very alone and when Tim let go of my dick, put his hand behind my neck and started guiding my head to his thick cock, I didn't know if I should resist.

"C'mon Greggy," said Jimmy, "Get on out of the bag."

He pushed my ass and I was manipulated to get on my hands and knees. I still didn't really want to do this, but I still didn't resist. This was real life porn, but it was weird, but my dick was so hot and hard...� Jimmy's hands on my naked flesh turned me on and so did Tim's hand on my neck, forcing my face down towards his fat prick.� My heart was racing as Tim positioned my head over his big cock. Jimmy moved his face down near my belly and reached out and touched my twitching tool.� I groaned.�

"Man, that feels really good," one part of my mind was saying.� Another part was terrified.� And the danger part that liked doing crazy things without getting caught had my heart hammering and my cock buzzing.

"Yeah, baby," said Tim.� He gave the flashlight to my brother who kept it shining on Tim's pole.�

Then Tim grabbed it and said, "Lick it."�

Craning my neck down, it looked like a huge mushroom.� "What the hell," my flushed body sensually insisted, my wet cock now being stroked by Jimmy... "Do it!"

I licked the tip of his giant head, his hand still on the back of my neck, forcing me to taste his pre-cum.

"Mmmmm," he murmured, thrusting his hips up and mashing my lips with his cock. "Keep on licking.� Lick it good."

Mark kept the light on us while grabbing his own erection.� Jimmy let go of my trembling pole and got up on his knees behind me.� He started jerking off while rubbing his hand, cock and body against my ass.� It felt so good...

I was trapped by my own raging horniness, and I started licking the whole head of his dick as Tim's hand moved it back and forth.

"Great," he moaned.

This is what I had been reading about forever, so I had a better idea of what to do now, in spite of the fact that I still wanted a girl to do this to me.� I remembered sucking on fat cocks... forced into my mouth...� I licked the sides of his thick tool, wetting the stiff shaft. Jimmy's hands were on my naked ass and thighs as he humped his cock against my ass crack.� I was on fire and my saliva covered Tim's flesh as I bathed his man-meat with my tongue.� He moaned and moved his hand away as my tongue got to the base of his cock and I licked the top of his balls, grunting and moaning with my own erotic pleasure.

Suddenly Tim cried, "Suck it!" and with one hand on my head and another on his cock, he pulled back and forced his huge phallus into my mouth.

I frantically tried to open up, but his massive pole stretched my lips and filled my mouth.� His hips were thrusting into to me and immediately the big head started hitting the back of my throat.� I couldn't believe his huge hard on was filling my mouth, but now, this time, instead of trying to stop it, I was totally turned on by the whole fuck/suck scene.� This was a pornographic fantasy come true!� It was wildly erotic sucking Tim's cock with Jimmy beating off on my ass and my brother watching. It was a forbidden thing that had me outside myself, gasping for breath and totally losing any inhibitions I might have thought about.� I was suddenly that 7 year old boy again, wanting desperately to be a fuck toy for my father's friends.� I tried to breathe through my nose, getting further aroused by the sex smell of the tent.� I reached down and cupped Tim's balls and stupidly tried to get more of the enormous shaft into my mouth.

"What a pervert!� This is great!" cried Jimmy as slap, slap, slap, he hit his dick against my ass.

"Yeah, do it cock sucker!" yelled my brother as he watched, his hand working up and down his own pole.

"Now take it!" demanded Tim, "take my load in your mouth".� He hips sped up his pumping and he started moaning "Take it!"

Then he put both hands on the back of my head and thrust his massive tool hard into my mouth, choking into my throat, and his body shuddered as his hot seed shot out of his turgid tool, pumping down my throat.� Blast after blast of his spunk kept cumming as he kept on thrusting and spewing his sperm.� I was gagging and choking as I tried to breathe and his massive prick kept on filling my fuck mouth with his cum... He forced me to swallow his load, pumping his hot jiz into me until he was finally spent.

Only then did he let go.� I gasped a huge shuddering breath as I came up for air, his sperm clogging my throat, the back of my mouth bruised - when my brother immediately grabbed me and said, "Now finish me off."

I was panting hard and Tim's cum was still on my lips and tongue as Mark guided my head to his bent cock and thrust it between my lips.� I had to lean over Tim's body and his wet cock rubbed against my stomach and chest.� This time Mark had no reservations about slamming his dick all the way into to my throat. He kept his hand on the back of my neck as I tried to breathe again and take him in at the same time.� It was actually a little easier as my gag reflex seemed to be desensitized and his tool was not nearly as thick as Tim's was.� As he thrust his hips into my mouth, I felt Jimmy's cock rubbing up and down the crack of my ass.� He finally found the puckered bud of my anus and he started pressing against it with the tip of his thin hard manhood. I could feel his hands spreading my asscheeks, trying to open up my asshole enough to shove his cock inside. I was lost in the throes of passion, sucking my brother for all I was worth.� I was struggling to breathe and suck my brother and my cock was burning with lust.� I was so hot I felt like exploding myself.� Then, lubricated slightly by his precum, Jimmy's small head pushed open my anal ring.

I heard Tim say, turning a little beneath me, "You homo, you're fucking him in the ass."

"Ungghhhhhh!� NNNNnnnnnnngghhh," I yelled through my brother's thrusting cock.

It was like somebody had shoved a sharp stick up my ass!� The memories of me screaming in pain as men forced their cocks into my little boy's asshole at my father's Club came to mind.� It hurt!� I tried to move my butt, and I clenched my asshole, but Jimmy was pulling me, trying to dry fuck his peter farther into my wounded hole.� And my brother had no interest in what was going on at the other end of me.

He started yelling himself, "Fuck me! Fuck me!� Fuck me! Fuck me!" and his dick started pumping new cum into my mouth.� At the same moment that Jimmy's thin rod was piercing my ass, Mark's dick thrust deep into my throat and he started shooting his hot goo directly down my gullet.� I gagged and tried to pull off again, but he gripped my head tightly as he pumped more cum into my mouth.

Jimmy shoved his cock head deeper into my asshole and it felt like he was trying to wiggle a hot poker into me.� It hurt...� Little boys screaming in pain as they got fucked... It hurt terribly and I wanted him to stop.� But my brother had my head in a vise grip as he shuddered in incestuous orgasm.� My asshole was being ripped by Jimmy's cock and I couldn't stop him.� Then he shoved hard and I felt him start to cum.� He shot a hot spurt of cum in my ass and then started crying "Bitch!� Fuck me bitch!"

After the first squirt, he painfully yanked his cock out of my violated anus and the pain immediately diminished.� But he continued to pump his dick and shoot off onto my asshole and all over the crack of my ass.

My head was spinning and my whole body felt like a huge pornographic cock. With my lips still wrapped around my brother's dick and Jimmy still cumming on my asshole, I grabbed my own cock and instantly shot my load onto Tim's sleeping bag, splashing some of my cum on his naked thigh as my asshole sent waves of pleasure through my body.� I clenched my violated anus in hedonistic orgasm.

"Uhhhhnnnnhh!� Uh! Uh! Uh!"� I moaned as my body jerked with each spasm.

My brother let go of my head and his cum was leaked out of my open mouth as I gasped and groaned.

"Ooooooo," moaned Jimmy as the last of his orgasm was spent on my ass.�

As I pulled back from my brother's still trembling dick, I passed over Tim's tool, and I saw that it was still hard.� I stared in wonder.

"You guys are disgusting perverts," said Tim his fist slowly pumping his massively thick dong.� "And you shot your jiz all over me. You should lick that up!"

I looked at him pleadingly, exhausted, still panting and choking on cum, my ass on fire, just wanting to crawl back into my sleeping bag and pretend this all never happened.� But he again put his hand behind my head and forced it down to the puddled cum on his bag and bare skin.� I was revolted and spent, but I was so mind fucked that I did as he demanded and licked up my own cum from his sleeping bag with my tongue. The taste was totally bizarre... I couldn't believe that I was licking up my own cum. It was like drinking my piss or something...

"Ohhhhhh, yeahhh..." he moaned as Tim forced my mouth onto his naked thigh.

As I started licking his naked flesh, I couldn't help myself and moved towards his crotch.� My wet dick started throbbing again.� Somehow, this whole scene turned me on. Even though I was scared and repelled by being forced to be a faggot for these boys' obscene lusts, it all aroused me like nothing else.

At the same time, Tim told Jimmy, "And you lick up your cum, you little homo ass fucker."

Now Jimmy was always a weird kid and he apparently had no trouble with Tim's demand, for immediately I felt his tongue slurping away on my ass and running sloppily over my asshole.� In spite of myself, I was totally turned on again and I moaned as my spent cock got harder and hotter.

He licked my ass and started thrusting his tongue into my anus.� God, the sensation was unbelievable.� It was happening again!� The man at the Club licking my 7 year old fucked asshole...� Fucking me with his tongue!� It was pain that was the opposite of pain.� It was a kind of pleasure I had never imagined.� I moaned and licked Tim's thigh, moving my mouth to his hairy bush, opening my asshole to Jimmy's questing tongue.

"That was so good, I think we should do it again," said Tim slyly. "Come here mouth fucker."� With his hand still on the back of my head, he lifted my head and guided me back to his re-energized dick.

�God, no,� I thought, and I resisted a little, hoping my brother would say something now that he was satisfied. But he remained silent as Tim forced me to go down on him again. But Jimmy continued to eat my asshole.� It felt so fucking good. The pain of his cock rape combined with the ministrations of his tongue had re-aroused me incredibly.� Now Tim started gently moving my head up and down over his large shaft, enjoying the sensations of fucking my mouth.� I tried my best to accommodate him, even though my lips, mouth and throat were starting to feel bruised and I felt laden with cum in my throat.

Then Tim said to Jimmy, "Spank his ass!"

"Tim," said my brother, finally speaking up, 'Maybe we should...."

"Should nothing," said Tim.� "Your baby brother is a cock sucker and needs to be spanked.� Go ahead, Jimmy, spank him."

"Nnnnnnoohhh," I mumbled around Tim's giant cock, again filling my mouth to the limit, but no one paid attention.

Jimmy slapped my ass.

"Unnnnnhhh," I cried jerking my butt, but Tim kept his hands on my head and began to increase the tempo of his mouth fucking.

Smack! Jimmy slapped me again and I jerked.� It hurt!

Smack! Smack!� He hit me again and again and Tim started moaning and thrusting in earnest.�

Smack! I couldn't take anymore.� My ass was on fire.� Tim was blocking my throat again with every thrust, my lips were sore, and I could barely breathe.

Smack!� Jimmy landed a sideways blow directly on my exposed asshole.

"NNNNGggghhhhhhh," I moaned as Tim thrust again and started crying, "Oh yeah, Mouthfucker!� Take it!"

He started pumping new shots of jism into my tonsils and I tried to swallow to keep on breathing, but Jimmy kept on slapping my shaking ass and I gagged and coughed and couldn't swallow at all and wads of cum rolled down the sides of Tim's dick as he spewed his load again and again.

Smack!� Again Jimmy hit me.

"Stop it!" I coughed, as Tim relieved the pressure enough for me to lift my head off of his giant pulsing tool.�� "Just stop it!"

"Mouth fuc-ker!" sighed Tim contentedly. "Wow."

He put his hand down to his cock and felt his gooey sperm. "Ugh. Jesus Greg, you made a mess. Clean it up," he said, nodding at his cock.

"Tim," I protested submissively, my ass aflame and my whole body trembling with insane lust.

"Tim..." mumbled Mark sleepily.

"Clean it up, mouthfucker," Tim insisted.� "Clean it up and you'll be all done."

My ass was burning and my swollen cock was pulsing, so, haltingly, I reached down and started licking his cum off his belly.

"Now the balls," he said.

Even though I was revolted at this new act of degradation, I was in a bizarre stage of erotic pain, and I kept on licking, cleaning up his now flaccid dick and the spatters on his balls.

"Yes, that's cool," Tim said, "You are one good mouthfucker."

My brother hadn't said a word this whole time and now his eyes were closed.�

Jimmy too had already gotten back in his sleeping bag.�� Although I still had a raging hard on, I was now acutely embarrassed, and I crawled back into my own sleeping bag without a word.� My ass was still burning and my mouth and throat were sore and sticky with cum.� There was an endless loop of men fucking me in the ass and in my mouth running in my head.� I was in an unreal fantasy land as I tried to clean the jiz from my teeth and face as I fell asleep to troubled dreams.� I woke up later in the night, jerking myself off as men covered my little boyish body with cum, squirting out my ass and mouth; drowning in hot cum...

The next morning, one of the first things Jimmy said was, "That was great last night!� You want to do it again?"

"Shut up, Jimmy," said Tim as Mark and I looked at him in silence. "Just forget it, understand?"

I looked gratefully at Tim as we all awkwardly got dressed.

Neither my brother nor Tim ever said anything about it again, although Jimmy mentioned the experience in spite of my trying to shut him down.

But, by now, I was a regular little pervert.� In spite of my homosexual experiences though (I was only 14, all of my fantasies were about fucking girls.� I jerked off to vivid scenes of the sexual molestation of woman and girls.� My brother's novels were still electrifying.� I was immersed in a whole world of porno perversion and I wanted to be part of it.� I had been doing "dangerous" things for a least a year now, mostly in the summer when I could run around naked.

Sometimes I would get naked during the day and sneak around without being seen.� There were large open fields across the street from our house and I could strip in one spot and walk around with no clothes on in the summer when the grass was almost over my head.� Sometimes I would strip naked at home, in broad daylight and sneak across the yards and roads to the fields.� I would take one of my brother's porn novels and stroke my hard cock, masturbating naked in the grass, knowing that somebody could walk by me three feet away and not see me. �I would spurt my cum and walk around, my dick still hard, with semen dripping on my body.� I never got caught then, but I did take risks, jerking off naked while I could hear or see people walking by.�

There was also an overgrown woods and swamp down the block where I would strip, explore the undergrowth in the nude for half a mile in any direction.�

There were secret places for me to hide pornography and masturbate in the clean, soft woods.

I had a newspaper route and I used to deliver my papers, at 5:30 AM - in the nude.

I would ride my bike naked to the block of my route, and then I would sneak from door to door, my heart pounding wildly at the thought of getting caught.�

Sometimes I would get hard and jerk off at somebody's front door.� The danger and the forbidden perversion of the whole scene were aphrodisiacs to my pubescent teenage fantasies.� I always kept a pair of shorts in my paper bag to slip on, just case.

Once, after I had walked up to the front porch and delivered a paper, I turned around and saw a police car shining its spotlight on the houses, moving towards me.� I fell like a rock and killed myself getting my shorts on, and when I stood back up, he was there in front of the house, next to my parked bicycle. I was scared shitless.� I walked out and talked to him and he looked me over and asked "Do you always dress that way?"

"No, it's hot," I said lamely.� It wasn't that hot, and I had nothing on except for my shorts, paper bag and sneakers.

It turned out that a motorist had complained that there was a naked man chasing her down the street.� We both figured she probably meant me on my bicycle.� Although, hopefully, he was figuring that I had had my shorts on.� I had been terrified that he was going to arrest me right there.

I also jerked off my cock in semi-public places.

Once, during a school assembly, I snuck from backstage into the orchestra pit, took off all my clothes and jerked off while the kids were speaking onstage.� I was lying there, entirely naked and while I couldn't have been seen from the audience, if anybody on stage would have walked to the edge and looked down, they could have seen me beating my meat, shooting my sperm all over my chest and stomach.

I did the same thing in our church auditorium once.� The minister was giving a lecture and the audience was all adults.� There was a way under the stage from another part of the building.� I crawled under, stripped down and lay down naked right next to the front of the stage where there were doors to store things underneath the stage.� I looked through the crack in the door and masturbated, fantasizing about various women in the audience that I could see.� Some of them were hot looking.� I remember that as being a particularly intense orgasm.

As an altar boy, we wore long red cassocks that covered our bodies down to the floor along with a white blouse called a surplice.� Before one service in the evening, I took off my pants and underwear and conducted services naked under the cassock.� Again the silly danger of this got me aroused and my cock was hard most of the night, sticking out, rubbing against the heavy material of the cassock.� The second time I did it at a night service, I realized that I might be really stupidly dangerous.� While we were kneeling in front of the altar, I was trying to adjust my cassock to hang more loosely, so that my hard on wouldn't literally be straining to break through the material.� As I felt the hem on my ankle socks, it came to me that my back was toward the congregation and that there was a very high probability that if I moved wrong, it would be seen that I didn't have any pants on.� I had to be extremely careful kneeling down and standing up.....

I didn't do that again, but one last time, a while later, I tried it when I was the crucifer - he's the guy that leads the church procession and carries the cross.� He has his own little booth next to the choir where he sat during most of the service.

Just once more, I went naked under my long white cassock that the crucifer wore.� My cock was hard as a rock as I led the procession.� There is a sort of white cloth belt/saddle holder for the bottom of the cross that wraps around the waist, and the butt of the cross rubbed against my jutting erection and hid it from the view of the congregation.� God, it was so perverted.

After sitting in the private booth, I played with my hard on during the service.� When I finally realized that nobody could see anything beneath my shoulders because the booth shielded me on all sides, I tried the grand perversion.� I unbuttoned the lower part of my cassock and started gently massaging my naked cock.� Fully exposed and naked from the waist down, I cheerfully masturbated away, while right next to me, on the other side of the wooden partition, was a girl my age from the church choir.

I could look into her eyes and smile, not more than three feet away while I gripped my throbbing tool in pleasure.

I speeded up my strokes and orgasmed while they were singing, so that my moving hand and flushed, turned on face wouldn't be so obvious.� It was mind blowing - spurting cum onto my naked thighs surrounded by people.� It was almost a religious experience.

The perverted danger of it all turned me on.

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