We Were Blindfolded, He Wasn’t PART TWO

We Were Blindfolded, He Wasn’t PART TWOThis is a 100% true story. Check out the Prologue and Part 1Even though my sight was hindered, I could feel the warmth coming from the twink’s fresh asshole in front of my face. I started feeling my way around it with my tongue, gently licking his crack and taint, but tactfully avoiding the hole. My tongue grazed his pucker, but refused to give him the satisfaction of licking it immediately. I felt his tiny body tremble in my hands each time I passed his hole, teasing it like mad. I pulled off his ass completely and after a brief moment I finally started licking his little boy pussy. I started with the lightest touch of my tongue, flicking it delicately on the soft puckering tissue, and slowly started adding pressure. I pushed deeper and deeper and progressively got more and more aggressive with this rim job. I could hear the feverish fapping noise of the hockey player next to me as I licked the twink’s hole like an a****l. For someone who claimed to be straight, this hockey player sure was getting off on watching aydın rus escort me rim this twink blindfolded. The twink was moaning girly little whimpers and I growled into his ass, eating him out good and hard. It was a great surprise to me to feel a rush of wind right by my face accompanied by a loud SLAP! The hockey player had spanked the twinks ass cheek hard with my face buried right there in his crack. The twink let out a cry of pain and pleasure and I joined the hockey player and slapped the twink’s other butt cheek. My spit flowed from his cheeks and I could feel it cascading down his taint and to his balls. The hockey player slapped the twink’s ass again. To be honest, I got a little worried that he was going to hit my face because let’s face it: even though it was a vuluptious bubble butt, this twink had a TINY ass. I could feel the hockey player moving away. I had no idea where he was in relation to us anymore. I just assumed he was changing positions to get a different view, so I continued to aydın rus escort bayan slurp on the twink’s delicious wet pussy. Without warning, I suddenly felt a strong hand grab a handful of my hair and yank me away from the twink’s ass. I was stunned and struggled a bit to regain my balance now sitting up on my knees being firmly held in place by the hockey player. I let out a soft groan of discomfort. Then something began to press against my lips… A thick, meaty, leaking cockhead. I was shocked. The hockey player had said he only wanted to watch. But I wasn’t complaining and I certainly wasn’t about to miss this opportunity to suck on this fat cock. I opened my mouth and felt him push the head in past my lips. It really was a thick cock… My jaw was stretching just to open wide enough to slide more than the head in. He started gently fucking my lips, but only with his cock head. I put my hand in front of me and felt his thick muscular thighs. I wanted to feel everything, but as my hand drifted toward rus escort aydın his crotch he immediately slapped it away. It was clear I was only allowed to use my mouth in this moment. I suckled hungrily on the thick mushroom head as he continued to tip-fuck my lips. I started bobbing more, desperate to have more of the juicy pole in my mouth, but he abruptly pulled out and grabbed a fistful of my hair again. He guided my face back to the twink’s hole and I went back to work rimming the boy.The taste of the hockey player precum was still lingering in my mouth and now mixing with the taste of the twink’s sweet ass again. The strong hand pressed against the back of my head and pushed me deeper into the boy butt. I was practically suffocating in his ass being shoved in so deep, but I ate it out faster and faster as if it were my oxygen. I was finally able to catch my breath when my head was yanked back again. I greedily opened my mouth expecting it to be filled with that thick cockhead again, but our leader had other plans. He grabbed under my arm and helped me to my feet. I soon felt my jock strap being yanked down to my ankles. My rock hard cock sprang free. I stood there in blindness for a moment hearing some shifting. Clearly he was now moving the twink where he wanted him. It was like we were his little toys and he was able to position us for his amusement.