Pal continued, we all liked the verbal commentary and Chris couldn’t talk right now. Sex Chris zeroed in on the object at hand. I pause to pick up the KY on the nightstand, squirt a string on Chris’ ass crack and another on my middle finger. Goddamn that’s a fuck-hungry mouth.” Both of Pal’s hands were locked in Chris’ hair and he was now jabbing with short evenly spaced thrusts. I said: “When you’re close, I want to finish you off. One hour and 100s of twisty-road-turns later we pulled the bikes into the motel parking. Chris zeroed in on the object at hand. That’s an experience hard to come by, but with two other willing buddies sharing a motel room I thought that now would be the time to give Chris an afternoon to remember. The pant zipper came down next and the ivory pouch of Chris’ jock strap showed through the opening. “What a handsome cocksucker you are! Slowly, deliberately, my middle finger runs down Chris’ taint, into his ass crack and moves to the target. One hour and 100s of twisty-road-turns later we pulled the bikes into the motel parking. Slowly, deliberately, my middle finger runs down Chris’ taint, into his ass crack and moves to the target. We still had one cock unoccupied – Chris’.
