Wedding Heat: Hole In One (MMM) Read Online Free PDF

tingly warmth ran
down his straining thighs. His ass opened for Greg’s dick like a
flower to the sun. Greg’s cockhead popped past Joey’s ass ring, and
a stealthy blaze shot through him. The hard part was over.
     
    This wasn’t so bad after all.
     
    Greg took it slow, even though his dick was
now firmly lodged in Joey’s ass. The pressure was incredible. Every
time Greg moved even a little bit, Joey could feel it. His cock
felt huge inside Joey’s tight ass, so huge that it didn’t seem
possible. But obviously it was.
     
    All the while, that powerhouse Remi held
Joey’s shoulders. The guy’s fat dick throbbed in Joey’s mouth like
a heartbeat, and he wondered how long it would be before Remi blew
his load. God, this guy was strong. Joey tightened his grip on the
golf club behind his back. Who the hell would believe him if he
confessed to all this? Nobody!
     
    But, seriously, was there anyone in his life
he’d be brave enough to tell that he’d fucked and sucked two guys
in the woods behind a driving range?
     
    Joey choked on Remi’s dick, but not so much
that he wanted to stop. There was something about abandoning
himself to Remi and Greg, putting his body in their hands, that
brought a shock of power to his gut. These guys wanted him so bad
they were willing to do all the work! That said something, right?
Greg lusted over his ass. Remi worshipped his mouth. He was one
lucky-ass son of a bitch, getting worked over like this.
     
    Sweat trickled down Joey’s neck, over his
back, and it made him want to squirm but he couldn’t. Well, sure he
could let go of the club and free his hands, but there was some
sexual force holding him in position. He would maintain this pose
as long as the guys wanted him to.
     
    “You’re doing good, Joe.” Remi lifted him by
the shoulders and heaved him down on that magnificent erection.
“Fuck, I can’t believe you’re new at this. You blow like a pro,
dude.”
     
    Joey would have smiled if his mouth hadn’t
been wrapped around the guy’s dick.
     
    “Oh, but his ass is so fucking tight,” Greg
said to Remi. “You’ve never fucked a tight ass like this, Mister
Man. I can’t keep it together. I’m gonna blast so fucking
hard.”
     
    “Yeah, do it,” Remi encouraged. “Wait, no.
Pull out and come on his chest.”
     
    Joey cried, “Yeah!” around Remi’s fat
dick.
     
    “Joey, drop the club,” Remi instructed. “We
gotta flip you over, dude.”
     
    He didn’t think he could. His arms felt
trapped in that position.
     
    “One arm at a time,” Remi said. “Don’t
worry, I’ve got you. You’re not gonna fall.”
     
    Breathing hard around the fat cock in his
throat, Joey released the club with one hand. Right away, he
started falling to the side, but Remi was there to catch him. He
could feel his ass ring clamping down on Greg’s hard dick. Greg was
yelping like he could barely keep it together, but Joey felt oddly
estranged from this whole situation. His muscles were screaming
from holding such an awkward position. Maybe he was in so much pain
he’d actually left his body.
     
    The guys both slowed down. Greg pulled out,
and his dickhead left Joey’s ass with a pop. Eyes closed, Joey felt
himself moving, being turned, flipped. It seemed like he was
floating, or underwater, flying and drowning at the same time.
     
    When he opened his eyes, Greg was standing
between his knees, which were bent. His back rested fully on the
moss-covered rock ledge, his feet flat on the ground, his dick
pointing to the sky. Remi had shifted away from the scene, snapping
on a condom while Greg tore out of his.
     
    “Stroke your dick, Joey.” Greg was stroking
his too. “I’m gonna come so hard, bitch.”
     
    The words rocked Joey’s body as he grabbed
his own hard dick. Fuck, it was so swollen he could hardly touch
it. His cockhead was as purple as Greg’s, but his pace was much
slower. Even just the press of his fingers at the base of his shaft
made him