Another eve of many cocks

So I find myself at a loose end, in a hotel room on grey, wet, cool day. In the last week I've been exchanging messages with a fella (I'll call him James) who I hope to hook up with soon. We live a distance apart, so not something which can be done at the drop of a hat.

We had chatted about the possibility of meeting for a drink and going to the naked night at Vault139 (the bar previous mentioned in other posts).

For various reasons, that didn't happen, but I did go alone. Subsequently, James was interested to hear about my experience, so rather than writing to just him, it seemed sensible to post it here. I asked that he provide a video to add to it, as I would have no relevant pics or vids to post.

The video he sent is him, wanking and cumming, to a video of me cumming, being ridden by a long standing FB (also a reader here).

So, I got to V139 a little later than normal, I was expecting it to be busy (being a nice warm day), however, it was notably quieter than normal. By that I mean there were probably still 50 or 60 men there (it's hard to tell numbers when there are different areas and people always on the move), but it was certainly calmer than usual.

The thing about such places is that even on a bad day, there are still a few people you can click with. Throughout the 3 hours I was there, I fully engaged with 3 guys with whom there appeared to be a mutual attraction. There were another 3 or 4 I had a bit of a play with, though I can't say they appeared to be entirely in to me. That's fair. It works both ways.

Anyway, when I first arrived, once naked I took my usual walkabout to see who was about.

To my horror, I noticed a work colleague standing in the middle of the bar area. That in itself isn't an issue, He's not the first work colleague I've seen there, but technically he's an immediate manager (not that I do have much to do with him), but he's a backstabbing arse who I have no time for. When required, I do make an effort to be civil to him as I don't have to tolerate his company very often and I'd rather have him on side, than not.

I went and stood at the bar, behind a pillar so he wouldn't see me there...just to gather my thoughts. I wasn't going to leave and I didn't actually mind that he would see me naked and, potentially, having sex. I simply couldn't be bothered with him. .

The bar area is actually the lightest area, so I figured that if I stuck to the darker areas, he may not even recognise me...or if he does, and I ignored him, it's dark enough that he might have some doubt it's actually me.

I took a beer and went for another wonder to the more 'active' parts of venue. The most striking individual was a Na'vi lookalike (the blue characters from the film 'Avatar', except he isn't blue). He was tall (2 mtrs), lithe, smooth, probably mid 20's.....he even moved in a very smooth elegant way. His hair was tied into a top knot and he displayed a nice sized, cut, dick. I suspect it was his first visit to the bar as he looked a little like a rabbit in headlights.

Even at 1.82 mtrs, I was generally taller than most guy there, so he stood out not just because of his slightly unusual, 'easy on the eye' appearance, but also because he seemed to glide around effortlessly, towering over most men.

I wouldn't describe him as a type I would be especially interested in, but equally, given the opportunity, I'd have a go :-)

Through the first part of the evening, I couldn't help notice he was mostly alone and not engaging. I don't know if it was nerves, lack of confidence, or looking for something/someone, who wasn't there that evening. Either way, as is usually the case with guys who don't give off any of the right signals, I didn't bother wasting my time to find out what the reason was for his aloofness. I fully expected that later in the evening, he would be braver and/or less particular.

Unusually, I probably spent half an hour wondering fairly aimlessly, periodically darting off in a different direction when I was heading toward my colleague..who is also quite tall, so easy to spot in a crowd.

I gave and received a few arse gropes and cock fondles during my rounds, and baring in mind guys are leaving and arriving all the time, I eventually saw 2 men playing together who caught my eye. One (L, for 'Like me' )...well, don't get me wrong, but the easiest way to describe him is to say that he looked a lot like me. facially and physically, the main difference being that he was smooth.

The other (S for Spaniard) was a little shorter, maybe 1.76m, a little heavier, though still in fair shape. He had a mass of thick black hair on his head, a moderately hairy chest, goatee and a thick black bush. I suspect he was Spanish, but don't actually know for sure.

They were standing face to face, feeling each others genitals. I stopped to watch. When S learned forward to take L's left nipple in mouth, L closed his eyes and left out a loud breathy sign. Cleary a fan of nipple play, I reached out to 'tweak' the other proud, nipple. Just to help out, :-)

L looked sideways at me, barely opening his eyes and lazily reached his arm out to take hold of my cock. Once in his gentle grip...he didn't do anything, just stood there enjoying the attention.

It wasn't long before S bobbed down to entertain himself with L's cock, which I hadn't seen properly, as yet. With his right nipple now free of attention, he looked to me to take up the slack. Putting his hand over mine on his chest, he took my other hand and place it on his recently abandoned nipple, then put his left hand round the back of my head and puled my head towards his, locking lips once we met. What a great kisser.

Our bodies were touching but at an angle to each other because of S, who was busy, on his knees.

L moaned quietly as we kissed and I played relatively gently with his nips. But if I squeezed, tweaked or pinched them hard...he threw his head back, open mouthed in ecstasy. He did start playing with mine, but explained that, sadly, his effort is somewhat wasted, as my nipples have sensitivity a level of 1. So, instead we returned to playing tonsil tennis with our tongues, as he reached round to finger my arse instead. About the same time, S apparently discovered my now erect cock and took to indulging himself on the two, on offer.

Not wanting to upset the status quo of what was going on, I surreptitiously lifted a leg to retrieve one of the supplied sachets of lube which I'd tucked into my socks. I was able to open and apply some of the contents to my arse (and L's fingers).

L took that as an invitation to disrupt proceedings, leaving S to focus on my engorgement, while L pushed me forward slightly and swiftly inserted is erection, into my twitching anus. Thankfully for me, he wasn't too thick, as I need to take things easy to start with, but in no time at all, I was relaxing in to it and enjoying my first cock of the evening up my arse while S was still indulging himself on my swollen member.

It wasn't long before S realised that 'fucking' was happening. He stood, turned, and leaning on one of the random, wooden beer barrels placed about for just this purpose, he reversed his ample, hairy butt into my groin...inviting me in. I wasn't the first to go there that evening, with his lubed, open hole soon engulfing my cock. I found myself in the middle of 3 man fuck train.

Unless everyone involved is hung like a horse, the secret to a fuck train of however many, is that every 2nd person needs to keep still, be that no's 1,3, 5 etc, or 2,4 6, L was pushing me forward so my torso was pretty much laying on S's back. He was ploughing in to me, but the position S and I found ourselves in, pretty much limited movement from either of us. I think S thought I wasn't trying very hard, but the reality was that all I could do was go with the flow of the thrusting coming from behind. All that said, I was deep inside him, if only jiggling about, which he seemed to be enjoying for a while

Eventually, he moved himself to the back of the line, so it was me clinging on the barrel with L in the middle. I folded my arms on the barrel and rested my head there, losing myself in the sensation of L's tool filling, and evacuating, my arse, more gently now, as he was negotiating the fact that he too, had penis inside him.

I was aware that there were hands, not L's, feeling my arse. I opened my my eyes and could see a number of guys standing close, watching. There's no point going to such places if you're bothered by being touched or watched , however, sometimes the number of voyeurs and their enthusiasm can be a hinderance. Guys we're beginning to crowd around just a bit too much and getting in the way. It's just the way things go...but as a result, so our little threesome broke up and 'the crowd' dispersed. I stood and kissed with L again, at length. Such a hot snog!

As I went off, I questioningly suggested that we could catch up again later. He enthusiastically approved of the suggestion.

Once again, I wondered fairly aimlessly. What is usually the least busy area, to the side of the bar, was more popular than usual, with plenty of activity. There was a guy who looked like Clerk Kent ( guess anyone in fair shape with dark hair and the right style of glasses, will look like Clerk Kent), was on his knees on the bench seating, with guys, quite literally queueing to eat his arse, and/or fuck it. I can't deny I'd have liked a go as his buns were rather splendid (I'd seen him walking about earlier) but I wasn't going to stand in line. Instead, I watched while stroking myself for a short while.

There was a 3 some going on close by. A fella sitting on the back of the seating (so his feet on the bit you sit on) with a slim young black fella kneeling to suck him off while the 3rd ploughed in to the black fella from behind.

There was another young black stud bouncing about on some seated fell's dick. It was all very busy, with wankers coming to watch, or, given the chance, to join in with some action.

During the period of meandering, I came across 'S' once again, loitering in the fuck zone where the barrels are. He saw me, before I saw him, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards him. He turned to lean on the barrel, while backing his arse on to my tool. I obligingly went along with his plan for while...except horror or horrors, shortly in to this latest burst of activity, I became aware that my work colleague was standing RIGHT next to me, watching. I did glance across to his face. I'm not sure if he recognised me, but I blanked him, focused on the sight of my cock is S's arse and ploughed away, hoping that he wouldn't say 'Hello'.

I continued for what I thought was an acceptable amount of time, before pulling out, slapping S's arse and wondering off into the gloom. On one hand, it really shouldn't have bothered me having my colleague there, but given he's someone I really have no desire to spend any time with it, it was taking the edge of the evening for me.

Things did pick up when I stumbled across the tall 'avatar' cutie, bending over for an older fella. I couldn't quite make 'Avatar' out. He'd been floating around all evening with a combined expression of being startled and aloof. In my very brief interaction with him earlier, there were no signals that he was interested, so I moved on, assuming I wasn't his type. But until now, I'd not seen him with anyone. Maybe he was just a bit shy/nervous and it had taken him a while to take the plunge? He still didn't look terribly into what was happening, but he did have a cock up his arse and he was erect.

He wasn't actually bent forward..more a case of leaning forward with his arms outstretched to support his angle by leaning on the wall. So, I took advantage of the moment to have a feel of his uncut 7in phallus. He didn't seem to mind, so I ducked down to have a taste. It was a nice, fresh looking penis. Perfect for me to deepthroat, being long, but not overly girthy. I tried it for size. A perfect fit.

The area of the bar we were in was already quite busy. It's an odd walk through area that has high, but narrow bench seating along each side. Ideal for perching yourself on, to get a bj. There was a lot of that happening, round about. I was surprised Avatar getting fucked wasn't generating more interest from watching/groping wankers, however this is an area which can get so full, it's difficult to get through, and people avoid it at such times. I think this was one of those times. ie. if already in there, you were busy, but there was no room for passers-by or voyeurs. I just happened to fill that last little gap at the entrance, by a chain curtain.

I relished sucking on Avatars delightful meat stick, simply because it was an ideal fit.

After a while, I sensed a shifting, so unimpaling myself I crept out from the man made (literally) cave to see that the fella who had been enjoying Avatars butt, was on the move. I got the impression all wasn't going too well because Avatar was tall and standing, whereas the arse filler was quite short. I hadn't detected much movement while keeping myself busy down below, so maybe the fucker wasn't having trouble staying in.

Not one to waste time, with no introduction or ceremony, I quickly nipped into his place (as someone nipped into mine, just as quick). Avatar was tight, for sure. Thankfully I had lube to hand so applied a helpful dose before pushing my way inside his hole. I was taller than the other fella, but still had to stand on my toes to get right up against his cute buns. So, I put a foot between his feet and indicated spreading his legs more, by gently kicking his feet sideways. He soon got the idea and complied.

I suspect that Avatar, while striking in appearance and having lots of positive, physical attributes, probably isn't the best fuck around. He was motionless, expressionless and if I'm honest, lacked any real sex appeal. He was just 'attractive' which isn't the same thing.

That said, I enjoyed holding on to her pert cheeks while watching my meat slip in and out of his tight hole. However, a couple of 'larger' built fellows decided they were going to bulldoze their was through the area. In doing so, I was swiped away from my position. With movement almost impossible, I forced my way back against the tide of naked flesh going in the opposite direction, to escape. Avatar had the same idea and my replacement was stuck on his knees, unable to stand because of the lack of space. In passing, I helped him to his feet before leaving the crush.

So....off I wondered..mainly to get a bit of air, but on the other side of the bar area, I could see my colleague, in line to collect his clothes....and leave (presumably). BONUS.

My feeling about the evening changed instantly. More relaxed, mainly. So, I headed back into the fray and almost instantly, in the back passage, (pun intended) found a couple of guys I'd not see before, just getting to know each other. One of them...well, I seriously couldn't really tell you what he was like other than being a bit shorter and younger than me, and heavier than I prefer (tho not too overweight). It was the other guy (V) who caught most of my attention.

He's roughly my height (1.83m), a mass of dark. floppy hair and has an unusual but striking appearance by way of strong, angular facial features, along with heavy framed glasses. He's lean, smooth and in good shape. My guess was that he's of a Latino origin, but was difficult to tell. My guess was that he might be about 40 yrs

So on to his manhood...which was getting a good deal of attention from the other fella. It's LARGE. The picture below is one he sent me a few days later, but all I can say it that no way is the picture representative of how big it is. Don't get me wrong, it's not a MONSTER cock, but it's pretty damn big, which doesn't show in the picture.

My initial reaction was to stand and watch. What was drawing my attention was his stance as he enjoyed the attention from the other fella. It was strong and positive, commanding and yet not domineering. He was standing almost side on to me, so I was also aware of his shapely pert bum. I reached out for a stroke of the smooth mound closest to me.

My touch drew his attention. With his arms holding the head of the fella chowing down on his piece, he slowly turned his head towards me to casually take in the provider of this new attention. Me!

Our eyes locked. We held each others' gaze as he removed his glasses and with the same hand, reached out to bring my face towards his. We kissed a heavenly kiss, our faces melting into each other as I took his face in my hands, holding him there, not that he was going anywhere.

We kissed for quite some time. Sometimes slow and sensually, savouring the feel of his lips and probing tongue; other times more passionately, hard and breathlessly. It was after one such bout, our bodies close and arms wrapped round each other, it dawned on me that "the other fella" had gone and V was now turned towards me and fully engaged 121.

Eventually, V slowly turned me..his intention, clearly, to fuck me. I was VERY willing to try taking his much larger than average arse wrecker, but I did have to warn him that I might not be able to.

However, having already been loosened up and the sheer willingness to take him deep inside me, he pushed his way, gently but firmly, in. It was awesome and a welcome surprise. I was facing one of the small 'side rooms' used for more private liaisons between 2 or 3 guys at a time. They're not overly pvt as the entrance to each is just a pair of western, saloon style doors which are easily looked over. As V started to properly pump away, I needed to stabilise myself, so I hung on to the top of the doors in front of me, only to see two men making full use of the bed type arrangement inside.

I didn't take in too much of the scene as I was somewhat distracted by the thoughts and sensations associated with V slamming into my rear end. The doors rattled in my grip as his relentless pounding pushed me into the doors. Frustratingly, I had to stop him because I was concerned the doors might be ripped from the wall with my weight resting on them!

On the upside, we kissed more before I turned him to face the wall and took my turn to slip my tool between his pert buns. It was at that point I noticed we'd gathered a small crowd ('small' because it's a tight space) watching. All around the venue are small downlighters. It just so happened that the point of interest....my cock sliding in and out of V's hole, was virtually underneath one such point of light. I shifted us both until the light was shining on the right spot, as much for my benefit as well as those watching. It was quite a turn on. having such a great view and knowing that guys around us are getting off on it.

I picked up the pace, banging against V's hot arse, with more vigor and passion. Problem was....having only just started to properly enjoy the evening, I didn't want to cum too soon. I hadn't been fucking V for more than a couple of minutes when I felt the sap starting to rise. We'd also pretty much blocked the passage (no pun intended), so guys couldn't get by.

So..we broke off the action and went our separate ways with the mutual intention to catch up later.

I went to the fuck zone and found a space on one of the 'beds', between two fucking couples, and rested for a while, edging.

The next time I saw V wasn't too long later. He was sitting alone on one of the sofa's by the bar. He patted the seat beside him as a casual invitation to go sit with him. It's an area where there's a bit of an unspoken rule where not much action happens. I was quite happy sitting with him, chatting.

Turns out he has a real mixed heritage. Fundamentally, from a South American country, but his ancestors are from all over. Hardly surprising it was difficult to guess his nationality. It was a good mix though. I was also about 15 years out on guessing his age too, being not much younger than me. Obviously VERY good genes.

So....after about half an hour of talking, we both wondered back in to the fuck zone. Not necessarily to have any action with each other, but was we entered the 'room' like a couple, his arm round my shoulders and my right arm round him, his right buttock filling my slightly cupped hand, we walked in to a melee of naked flesh. I immediately recognised L, from earlier (the guy who looks like me). I was aware of V's arm slipping from my shoulder has he stopped to pay attention to a passing fella. I didn't really notice who it was, as a smiling L distracted me by wadding through the heaving bodies in my direction, until our lips met. His cock was rock hard as he pressed it up against my leg. Whereas I was a little calmer after my time chatting with V, L was majorly horned up. As we held each others embrace, enjoying the mouth to mouth action, he roughly fingered my hole.

I was soon getting aroused again. L must have noticed as he suddenly squatted down to take my throbbing member down his throat. I saw V to my side. He was doing the same thing as L, only it was to an enormously well built black guy who was pinned against the wall right next to me. As L sucked on my piece, I stroked the head of V as he sucked on the black guys tool, my arm moving with the motion of his nodding head action.

There were 3 or 4 other guys tweaking, stroking, rubbing and 'enjoying the black fella, while V was holding prime position...center/front ....for the moment.

L suddenly stood up and swiftly manoeuvred me in to a position whereby he could force his pulsating phallus back inside my hoop. It was an unsteady position I found myself in as I felt the pounding in my arse. The most obvious way to steady myself was to lean right forward...as if to touch my toes, but instead, I rested a hand on V's back reaching the other hand underneath him...lightly fingering is slippery hole.

I don't think it was anything to do with me, but when V had had his fill of the nBBC (...and when I saw it, it WAS a stereotypically BBC!!) he stood to make way for other interested men, closing in like vultures.

As he turned, his erect man meat was at full mast, waving about to the side of L's head. He looked down to see L in action before manoeuvring himself in to such a position that L had our 2 cocks to choose from

(picture not from this occasion)

Taking a penis in each hand, L alternated them before pressing our nobs together to savour the 2 at the same time (as like the picture above). The combined size (thickness) of our tools were a bit to much to take deep, but much as it can be too intense for some people, I rather enjoyed the feel of his teeth on my phallus!

Instinctively, V and I twisted our torsos towards each other more, and embraced for a deep, impassioned kiss. Each of us placed a hand behind each others' head, pulling ourselves closer, as if the idea of our lips and tongues parting from each other was unthinkable.

For me, I was having a blissful time. I zoned out from what was going on around us. I could feel the sensation of the attention being given to my dick while my face melted into V's. With my senses heightened, I was acutely aware of every breath, every touch, every movement, every moan vibrating in my mouth. The feeling was more like 'making love' than the Rabelaisian nature of sex in such place.

While the fingers of my right hand ran through V's the thick, dark, locks, I let my left hand gently run down his back. He shivered. On reaching the fleshy mounds of his arse cheeks, I stroked them gently before my fingers eased their way between then, until I felt his warm, moist (lubed) pucker. His back arched slightly as his moans turned to shorter grunts. I contemplated fucking him again, but for the moment, I didn't want to upset the status quo, It was all too frabjous.

Instead I softly and slowly I slipped a finger inside. Then a 2nd. His grunt was returning to a moan...but deeper. He didn't quite freeze, but his movement stopped as his open mouth rested motionless on mine. His body was as limp as it could be while still standing. I moved his head to rest on my shoulder, wrapping my arm round it, to hold it in place. I wanted V to enjoy the moment as much as possible so pulled my dick from the action with L...so L could concentrate on V's throbbing member, while I nibbled and breathed into his ear and probed it with my tongue, at the same, stoking his nut.

For the moment, he was gone. In his own world.

I felt a hand on my inner thigh...creeping up to the top. Not that I could see, but I assumed it was L's free hand. Eventually reaching my balls, they were roughly handled, like kneading a stress ball. Fortunately..that works for me. I parted my legs slightly so the mystery groper had better access. I was increasingly sure it was L as the 'fumbling' felt rather random, like they weren't really looking. And only one hand.

My balls and cock were pulled and yanked about before the hand crept deeper between my legs with the thumb pushing into my already twitching hoop. Subconsciously, I pushed my fingers harder into V. We were both pointlessly rocking slightly, but I felt V had started to tense up, He had an arm tucked under mine and holding on to my shoulder. He was now gripping it tightly. The low growls were getting shorter, and louder. He was going to cum.

With the hand I had been holding his head with, I dropped it to blindly find the top of L's head. Gripping his short hair, I forced him to blow V's engorged cock with greater depth and rhythm, thinking that he might not yet be aware of the imminent explosion of jizz about to take place in his mouth.

Sure enough...within a few seconds, V let out short sharp bursts of sound which could have been mistaken for pain, not pleasure. However his tense, juddering body, along with the swollen prostate, told me different. L's had clearly got the taste on cum on his mouth. His thumb was quickly removed from my hole. He probably had better things to do with it at that moment.

V let out a long sigh, almost like he was glad it's over, relaxed his body for a moment before letting out a long 'Fuuuuuck'. I removed my fingers from his bum and held on to him for a brief moment.

With almost no interruption, having taken V's load, L moved over to me. V was starting to get himself together and lifted his head. 'Smiling, he said, 'It's not often I cum twice in the same evening these days". I can't deny I was a little disappointed not to have been to the one to take his 2nd load of the evening, but I felt their would be other times!!

I already felt my balls were starting to tighten. In a self indulgent moment, I 'told' V to fuck me. I knew he was probably going to say that he would be losing his erection, but I preempted it, but saying that I was close to shooting my man juice and wanted him in me while still hard, to push the cum out while L was sucking it out.

He obliged, wasting no time. Come what may, he will always be a tight fit in my arse, but having already had him (and others) go there that evening, he was able to slip in effortlessly..

Again, I was in a bit of an unstable position, partly bent forward with V pushing at me from behind and L on his knees, inhaling my swelling. I reached my left arm out to lean on the wall.

"Fuck me 'V'" I repeated a few times. " Push that fucking cum out of me".

My guess is that at that time, V wasn't getting a lot of pleasure from it, rather, just pleasing me....but it was working. He ripped hard in to me. At times like that, I find it difficult to not be loud. I was suddenly aware of more guys, mostly dark shadows, standing close, watching. Shuffling into spaces to watch. The wall, to my side, wasn't providing much support as I was in the wrong position really. However, where I had L on his knees in front of me, there was tall, nice looking (from what I could see) guy, standing behind him, masturbating. It's possible that I could have bent forward and sucked him off, but I think I'd have lost my balance. I wasn't thinking about it too much, but almost instinctively, I put my arms out and rested my hands on the wanking mans shoulders.

So now I had V's enormous cock ploughing into my arse, L sucking my cock like a good'un and some fella wanking himself off in from of my face.

Needless to say it wasn't long before the white stuff was gushing down L's throat. Must have been quite a big load as he chocked on it, coughing some of it back out onto me.

It was intense. L's oral skills while being pumped by V's, still hard, jack hammer as I orgasmed, not to mention the addition of a fella wanking himself off in my face, was a leg shakingly potent mix.

For those watching, there was no doubt that I was cumming. I suspect that everyone in the fuck zone new what was happening, such was the volume of my 'Fuck's, 'Argh' s and grunts.

Needles to say, the wanker, without who's shoulders to hang on to, I may well have ended up a heap on the floor, was enjoying his front row position and pumped his fist at a rate of knots until he too was ejaculating his spunk over the back of L. It wasn't a large offering, but enough that watching his cum cannon spitting his juices out, to splatter onto an unsuspecting L did drawn my attention as my own orgasm started to subside, but it kept that horn level ramped up for those extra few seconds. As best I could, I thrust my hips as a signal to L and V to keep going for the moment, as I I loudly exclaimed, " Oh fuck, Nice. Yeah...shoot that fucking hot load'.

I was enjoying the view but at the same time, I didn't want to moment spoiled for the wanker, just because no one knew where he was at.

As the final drops oozed out (from both of us), I started to detach myself from the various men around me. The voyeurs were starting to disperse, in search of someone else to play with. or watch. As L stood, we were face to face. Without hesitation, he leaned in to kiss me. Not that I minded but it soon became apparent why he did that. I soon detected the taste of my own sperm, being passed on to my tongue. It wasn't a long kiss, but hot. L smiled, as he headed off, also giving V a quick, cum flavoured kiss as he went. I remembered to mention the cum on his back...in case he wanted it removed. He just shrugged and said "Just leave it'' as he wondered off into the crowd. That's exactly what my reaction would have been.

I love sitting on the london underground, on the way home, aware of the smell of sex. Cum, lube, latex, sweat.

V and I headed off towards the bar area together. We stood chatting for a short while and exchanged phone numbers before I retrieved my clothes, dressed, and stared the journey home.

I messaged V on the way home, knowing that I would probably lose the scrap pf paper with his number on it. We've chatted, on line, several times (that when he sent me the B&W picture of his cock) and plan to meet very soon. Probably at his place.

Oddly, the next morning, I discovered someone had cum in me! I asked V, but it wasn't him, so I'm not sure who it was. That's a bit rude, don't you think? I'm happy to take a few loads of an evening, but I do like to know about it.

So...there we are. That was that night, and as promised, below is the vid of a Sexploits follower, cumming to a vid of mine ..which actually doesn't feature me very much. It's another long time FB and follower of Sexploits (you know you are) riding my cock and shooting his load over me.

https://video.wixstatic.com/video/42ffff_e6ae7c685eb64f059b604bc7d33b87d7/480p/mp4/file.mp4