The Cornholing (Part 2)

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The Cornholing (Part 2)THE CORNHOLING(Part 2) About ten days after the first time, I got an opportunity to watch Fred and Tom go at it again. This time started when I driving home after running some errands. As I drove past Fred’s house, I saw Tom’s car parked in the driveway. I immediately started to get excited at the thought of what was probably going on inside the house. After I dropped off the car at home, I hurried back down the street to Fred’s house. When I arrived outside, I paused trying to decide the best way to proceed. I decided straight forward was probably best. If I was confronted, I could always say that I had knocked but no one answered. I knew where a key was hidden outside the house, but as it turned out, I didn’t need it. When I tried the doorknob, it was unlocked. Once inside, I paused and listened. I could hear voices coming from down the hall. I çorum escort cautiously and quietly made my way down the hall as the voices got louder and more distinct. It wasn’t so much words and conversation as it was vocal sounds. When I peeked around the corner of the bedroom door, what I saw made my cock go completely hard and strain against my shorts. Fred was on his back with his legs over Tom’s shoulders. Tom was on his knees between Fred’s legs, leaning forward supporting himself on his extended arms. This time, it was Tom was fucking Fred, pushing his cock in and out of Fred’s ass. Tom was moving at a medium, steady pace, with occasional grunts and moans. Fred was breathing deeply and uttering “Oh God, that feels SO good.” I think they had been at it for a while as they both had a thin sheen of perspiration coating them. I found denizli escort myself fascinated by two things. One was the sight of Tom’s cock pushing open Fred’s ass and sliding in and out like a well lubricated rod. The second was that Fred did not appear to be in any discomfort or pain. Quite the opposite, he appeared to be enjoying the cornholing. I had assumed that the person on the receiving end of a cock would be uncomfortable, perhaps pained. Instead, Fred seemed to welcome each stroke of Tom’s dick. Then I noticed a shift. Fred reached up and began gently pulling on Tom’s nipples while uttering encouragements. “That’s it. That’s it. Deep strokes. Empty your nuts. Dump your cum in me.”Playing with his nipples and talking seemed to have the desired effect on Tom. The speed of his strokes increased along with the volume of his grunts. düzce escort Fred got more insistent, “Come on. Give me that cum. Give it to me.” Tom suddenly pushed all the way into Fred’s ass and tensed up. He let out a guttural yell and began trembling. I knew at that moment that he was cumming. Tom held that position for another minute, occasionally moving his hips slightly to complete pushing his cum out and into Fred’s rectum. After pausing for a minute, Tom pulled out of Fred’s ass and scooted down the bed. He then lay between Fred’s legs and took Fred’s engorged cock in his mouth. (This was another surprise for me. I had never considered that having a cock railed up your ass could result in a hard on.) As Tom worked on Fred’s dick, Fred groaned and slapped the bed with his hands. I got the impression that Fred wasn’t going to last very long. I decided that I should make my exit while they were both distracted. I quietly slipped back up the hallway and managed to ease out the front door without detection. I hurried home and went straight to my room where I jacked off. Twice. I made my mind up. I wanted to take the next step. (Part 3 coming soon)

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