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Chip was waiting in the hotel lobby right on time. Since he had
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been scheduled to work today for the early early lunch shift, he
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was off at six. That was OK with me, since it had been a late
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one the night before. Much as I had enjoyed balling all night
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with this great looking stud, I was a little tired today. Not
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as young as I used to be, I guess. Nonetheless, the offer to
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meet his friend in Georgetown sounded too good to miss - tired
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or not. The friend, according to CHIP, was "in to leather", and
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had his own playroom in his house. Although I consider myself
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to be fairly experienced, I had never gotten much into the
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leather scene. Most of the leather types I had met in the past
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had been nothing more than bank clerks dressed up in leather
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jackets and playacting. A definite turn-off as far as I was
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concerned. When Chip had described his friend to me the night
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before, this one sounded different, so I was looking forward to
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meeting the guy and - if things worked out - seeing what he had
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to offer.
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We got a taxi easily at the hotel, and headed for
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Georgetown. Along the way, since neither of us had eaten
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dinner, we stopped for two pizzas to take with us. We drove
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along what appeared to be a major parkway for a while, and then
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Chip had to give the driver directions through Georgetown to his
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friend's house. The house turned out to be a small, very
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ordinary looking semidetached house along a very ordinary
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looking street. I was a little disappointed. I do not know
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what I had expected, but this didn't look like it. We paid the
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driver, the cab left, and we walked up the walk to the front
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door and rang the bell.
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Unlike the house itself, the guy who answered the door WAS
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everything I had expected - and more. He was about 6'2", a
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little taller than me, and had the broadest shoulders I had ever
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seen. Standing in the doorway of this little house made him
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look even bigger than he was. He had short jet black hair and a
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thin inch wide beard running along the edge of his jaw. The
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beard and his rugged facial features made him look particularly
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formidable. He was wearing a loose sweat shirt and tight, faded
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jeans which outlined a nice looking piece of meat to the left of
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his crotch. It seemed to extend half way to his knees. We
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shook hands and he took our coats and threw them over a chair in
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the living room. His name was Mark.
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As we walked through the living and dining rooms toward
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the kitchen in the back of the house, I was able to check Mark
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out a bit. His neck was thick and muscular. His strong looking
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back tapered from his wide shoulders down a tight, narrow waist
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and a pair of great looking tight buns which tensed and relaxed
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as he walked. His thighs looked well developed and stretched at
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the thin material of his jeans so that it looked like they were
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about to split. His feet were bare. He moved with the firm
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grace of a seasoned athlete.
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The kitchen was as ordinary looking as the rest of the
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house. There was a small table against one wall, with three
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chairs, and the usual stove, fridge, etc. Mark motioned me to
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the middle chair and got a couple of beers out of the fridge.
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We talked for a while about nothing in particular as we drank
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the beer and ate the pizza. As Mark moved about I got a good
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image of his well developed body under the sweat shirt and
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jeans. Mark made sure as he sat to my side with his legs
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spread, that I got a good view of his basket. Chip seemed
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unusually quiet as we ate and talked, although I was much too
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interested in Mark to really notice.
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After about an hour, three more beers and all of the
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Pizza, Mark looked at me and said, "I hear you and Chip had a
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ball last night, George." "Yes, Sir, we sure did," Chip
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answered before I could even open my mouth. Mark continued,
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"Chip here says that you are pretty well equipped and that you
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know how to use what you've got." "Yes, Sir," Chip repeated
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promptly. It was only then that I noticed that Chip had started
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to address Mark as "Sir", and I began to understand the
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relationship between them, and why he had been so quiet. Mark
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put his hand on my knee, squeezed it a bit, and said, "Want to
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check out my playroom with us?" I said that that sounded OK to
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me. Mark got up from the table, tossed the empty pizza boxes in
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the trash and said, "OK, let's go."
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We followed Mark upstairs to second floor. There were two
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rooms separated by a bathroom. The door of the back room was
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open. I saw a weight bench in the middle of the room, a couple
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of barbells on the floor, and a couple of tee shirts and some
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other clothing scattered about. I thought to myself that this
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did not look like much of a playroom. The front room was Marks
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bedroom. There was a mattress and spring on the floor as a bed,
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a dresser with the usual junk on it, and two closets. On the
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wall were a couple of posters of well built, nude men. I
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recognized one of them as Jack Wrangler wearing a cowboy hat and
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displaying his ample dick. Mark said that we could change here,
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and stripped off his sweat shirt. His chest was even better
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than I had expected. His pecs were firm and well developed, and
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his rounded deltoids made his shoulders look even broader than
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they had with his shirt on. Some soft black hair set off the
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upper portion of his chest, and trailed down to a thin line of
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hair that disappeared into his jeans at the waist. As we took
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our clothes off, Mark turned to Chip and said, "Did you clean
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your ass, boy?" Chip meekly replied, "No, Sir." "You know
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where the ass cleaner is, boy. Go do it," Mark barked. Then he
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turned to me and said, "George, why don't you go see that he
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does it right." Not knowing what he meant, I followed Chip down
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the hall to the bathroom.
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In the bathroom there was a glass enclosed tub with a
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European style shower on a flexible hose mounted on the wall.
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Chip stepped into the shower and turned on the water. He said
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to me that "Mark likes real clean asses" and suggested that I
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get in the shower with him. Having enjoyed a shower with Chip
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just the night before, I welcomed the opportunity to do it
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again. We soaped each other all over, paying particular
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attention to each other's asses. Then Chip took the shower head
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off of its hook on the wall, unscrewed the shower head and
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handed the streaming hose to me. "Here, wash my ass for me will
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you," he said, and turned his back to me, leaned over, spread
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his ass cheeks with his hands exposing his lovely asshole to
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full view. I took the hose and started to direct the stream of
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warm water toward that lovely little rosebud I had enjoyed so
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much the night before. It started to spasm a bit as the warm
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water hit it. Chip then reached around, grabbed my arm at the
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wrist and forced the tip of the hose right into his ass for an
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inch or so. After the warm water had filled his ass for a few
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minutes, he drew the hose out and a gush of water mixed with a
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little bit of shit followed. He said, "Do it again, George." I
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did. At Chip's request, I repeated the process three or four
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times. Each time Chip took a little more of the warm water than
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the time before. All the while his nine inch cock was slowly
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getting harder and harder. He was obviously enjoying the ass
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cleaning enormously. When he was finished, Chip turned around
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and washed my ass a few times, too. Although I did not take
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nearly as much water as he had, I must say I enjoyed it, too.
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When we gat back to the bedroom, both of us with
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stiffening cocks from the ass play, Mark had dressed for the
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occasion, and things seemed to be getting more interesting. He
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was dressed in a black leather harness, boots, black gloves and
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a crushed leather hat. His semirigid cock and balls were
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circled by a thick metal cock ring attached to a leather strap.
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This was attached to a second ring in the center of his chest,
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to which a number of other straps were attached which circled
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his chest and ran over his shoulders. The whole thing seemed to
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buckle tightly around the waist. It looked incredibly sexy on
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Mark's muscular body. Mark picked up a thick metal studded
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collar from the bed and put it around Chip's neck. He buckled
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the collar behind Chip's neck and attached a piece of chain to
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the collar. He then put a pair of thick leather handcuffs
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around Chip's wrists and clipped them together behind Chip's
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back. Chip reacted to Mark's efforts with a big smile and a
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kiss on the neck. Then Mark stepped behind Chip and put a soft
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leather hood over his head, which covered his eyes, but left his
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nose and mouth exposed.
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Mark turned to me and said' "I guess Chip is ready, but
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how about you?" He rummaged through the stuff on the closet
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floor and came up with a metal studded belt, which I put on, and
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a pair of cuffs like Chip's which I put on my wrists. As I was
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buckling the cuffs, Mark took a studded leather cock ring off of
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the bed, slipped it under my balls and snapped the snap tightly
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around my cock and balls. He stroked my hardening dick a few
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times and said, "OK, let's go." Mark took the chain attached to
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Chip's collar and lead him down the hall, down the stairs and to
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a door in the kitchen which lead to the basement. I followed,
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getting hornier by the second, and wondering what was going to
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come next.
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The basement was ordinary looking at first glance -
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furnace and water heater in one corner, a few boxes of junk,
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etc. One of the lights was replaced by a red bulb, which gave
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the basement a warn, sexy glow. On a table at the side of the
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basement was an assortment of chains, a small leather whip, a
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couple of dildoes, a large bottle of baby oil, an open jar of
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"Elbow Grease" and a number of other objects I could not quite
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identify at the moment. A couple of short lengths of chain hung
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from hooks on the ceiling beams. Mark lead Chip the the center
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of the room, released the hook that held his hands behind his
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back and gently pushed him to his knees. His hands freed, Chip
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immediately slid his hands up the back of Mark's legs to this
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firm buns and pushed Mark's throbbing cock into his mouth. Even
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blinded by the hood, Chip seemed to know where it was and what
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to do with it! For a few minutes Chip sucked up and down on the
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rigid meat, now and then pushing hard on Mark's ass cheeks and
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deep throating him. The sight of Mark getting this sort of
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treatment really turned me on, and I started to stroke my own
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hard cock.
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Abruptly, Mark pulled away from Chip's mouth, stepped
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back, and told Chip to work on me for a while. I did not resist
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and planted my cock promptly in Chip's eager mouth. As Chip
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sucked up and down on my now throbbing cock, Mark took some of
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the baby oil and started to rub it on my chest. He kneaded my
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tits a few times with his fingers as he rubbed the oil on my
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chest, which sent shivers through my body. Then he stepped
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behind me, smeared some of the oil on my ass and started to
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finger fuck my ass while Chip sucked. After my ass began to
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relax, he stood behind me and started to rub his hard cock
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between my cheeks. I was hoping he would plant it in me soon.
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Instead of fucking me as I had hoped he would, Mark then
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made Chip stand up, took the hood off of his head and attached
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his handcuffs to two chains hanging about three feet apart from
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the ceiling beams. Chip had a big smile on his face and was
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obviously enjoying it. Mark took some of the baby oil and
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started to massage Chip's cock and balls. This resulted in an
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instant hardon on Chip's part, and a small moan of contentment.
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I started to finger fuck Mark while he did this, which Mark did
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not seem to mind, either. Mark responded by starting to massage
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my cock with his other hand while he worked on Chip with his
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right hand. Both of us were getting close to shooting our
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loads.
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Mark picked up one of the dildoes from the table, greased
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it up with the Elbow Grease and plunged it abruptly into Chip's
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ass. Chip gasped quietly and then, hanging loosely from the
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cuffs on his wrists, immediately started to move his hips back
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and forth on the dildo. His cock was rigid and started to drip
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with pre-cum. "Please, Sir, I need to cum," he pleaded. Mark
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grabbed Chip's throbbing cock, squeezed hard, and said, "Not
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yet, boy." He released his handcuffs from the chain and told
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Chip to lie on his back on the concrete floor. Chip obeyed, and
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raised his legs in the air, waiting to get fucked. Mark said to
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me, "OK, George, see what you can do to help Chip out." I was
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just as eager as Chip, and plunged my cock into his ass up to
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the hilt. As I started to pump in and out of Chip's ass, Mark
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stepped behind me, rubbed a little of the Elbow Grease on his
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dick, spread my legs with his feet and shoved his big cock into
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my ass. The force of Mark entering me was so great that it
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drove my own cock deep into Chip with such force that he gasped
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with pleasure. I was in ecstasy! Although I had been around a
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bit, I had never been in the middle of a three way fuck before,
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and I now knew what I had been missing. I pumped away at Chip's
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ass as Mark plowed mine. It was wonderful. Each time I pulled
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out of Chip a little, Mark would plunge his big tool into me;
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every time I pushed my cock into Chip's ass, Mark would withdraw
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a bit. I bounced madly back and forth between cock and ass
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feeling like this was the first time I had ever had REAL sex.
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In a moment, I could take no more of the thrilling sensations.
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My balls tightened and I started to shoot my load of hot cum
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into Chip's bowels. This turned Chip on so that he started to
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cum, too, and shot his load all over his chest and belly. In
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the meantime Mark just kept pumping away at my ass as if he were
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pushing the cum out of me with his dick. Faster and harder,
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Mark pumped at my ass. Several times he pulled all the way out,
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only to plow his cock all the way back in a second later. I
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relaxed, and waited for Mark to get his rocks off. A minute or
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two later I could feel Mark's big cock begin to throb and spasm
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as he filled me with his cum. The sensation of Mark's cock
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throbbing in my ass as he filled me with his cum felt so good to
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me that I was hard again in a moment, and pumping away at Chip's
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ass. It did not take more than a minute or so before I was
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cumming the second time. There was not much cum left in me, but
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the sensation of orgasm was just as intense as it had been the
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first time.
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We rested in a heap on the floor for a few minutes, trying
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to catch our breath. Mark suggested that we all wash off, and
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lead the way back upstairs to the bathroom. We showered
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together - a bit crowded in the small stall, but sexy as we
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rubbed each other's bodies with the soap. Mark had me "clean
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his ass" as Chip and I had done earlier in the evening. He
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liked it, too. Then we went into Mark's bedroom and lay on the
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bed for a while to relax. Mark turned on the radio to a local
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rock station. The rhythm of the music seemed to revive us, and
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in the next hour or so we had two more three-way fucks. As the
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guest, I was always given the position of honor in the middle.
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I didn't mind a bit. By midnight, all three of us were pretty
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well done in. Chip and I got dressed, had another beer with
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Mark, called a cab and went home. As we left, Mark insisted
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that I keep the leather cock ring I had used "as a souvenir." I
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still have it.
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