Page 48 of Gay Sex Club Collection

I could see his ass flex and his balls twitch as he emptied another load into him.

He groaned as he pulled out, his cock softening now. He inspected his handiwork, Caleb’s gaping ass, as he did up his pants. “Fuck, that’s beautiful. You ever need another service, you let me know. I’ll put a load in you anytime.”

Five walked out and Caleb gingerly crawled back onto the bed, into the ready position.

I hit the intercom. “You okay?”

“Oh god, yes,” he replied. “Take his number down for a repeat, please.”

I chuckled as I made a note in the file. So Caleb liked the big dicks. I didn’t blame him.

Six walked in wearing dark jeans and a black T-shirt. I’d seen him at the club several times and I knew what to expect when he pulled his dick out. I’d seen it before.

I didn’t know if Caleb did though. But boy, he was about to find out.

Six had a Prince Albert piercing. Not just a small bar, either. This was a huge stainless-steel ring. One of those twelve-millimeter types, right through the head of his cock.

He tapped his cockhead against Caleb’s hole before feeding his dick into Caleb’s ready ass.

“Oh god,” Caleb groaned.

Yep. Now he knew.

Six hissed as he sank all the way in. “You like the bull ring?”

“Fuck yes,” Caleb said, his voice tight.

He began a slow fuck in deep, then a long pull out, and an unhurried glide back in.

He fucked him so good.

He came with a low growl. Never hurried, never rough, just... powerful.

And when he was done and walked out, Caleb was left panting, his hole dripping from the men who’d been in the room.

Seven and Eight walked in together. This was a tag team, and maybe I’d have worried for Caleb, except I caught his smile as he straightened up.

“Look what we have here,” Seven said, running his hand over Caleb’s ass.

“A whore,” Eight said. “In need of a good fucking, desperate for more. I think he needs a good spit-roasting.”

“Fuck yes,” Seven said, walking on his knees across the bed. He undid his jeans, pulled his cock out, then gripped Caleb’s hair and shoved his dick in his mouth while Eight rammed his cock into his ass.

Caleb cried out and gagged, moaning as he took it at both ends.

They worked him hard. He took Seven’s cock into his throat while Eight hammered into his ass. Two big cocks, relentless.

Moans filled the room, gagging and choking, skin slapping skin.

“Oh shit,” Seven hissed. “Such a good slut. Gonna make me come sucking me like that.”

“Want to try this?” Eight asked. He drove his hips up and rotated them, circling. “Fuck, it feels good.”

Seven pulled out and gave Caleb’s cheek a gentle tap. “Need to try that ass.”

Eight pulled out, his cock rock hard. “It’s good too. How’s that mouth?”

“Hot.” Seven clambered off the bed and they swapped places. He wasted no time, just rammed his cock into him, letting his head fall back, and he groaned. “Fuck. So wet.”

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