A sickening crunch echoed.“Brother mine?” Kora gasped.“Get ready,” Sven growled.“Oh, no,” Zanyia groaned. “I know that stench. It’s Go..., the—”The wall by the door to our room exploded into rubble. A huge hulk barreled into the room, head brushing the ceiling, body a solid mass of muscle covered in waxy-yellow skin. Greasy, black hair fell in ropy strands about a brutish face. It gripped a club in its hand as thick as my waist.“Ogre!” Sven growled as the club barreled in a sweeping arc before. ”“How much do you love your lil s*s?” Bingo, she pulled the fuckin trigger of the gun with a barrage of bullshit bullets to come.“You know I love you s*s but..”“Well if you don’t mind, could you do this teeny lil favor for me…”“No but you could do me a favor and tell Alexandria to holla back.”“See what had happened was…”Fuck that, I hung the phone clean up on her ass with no hesitation. She called back at least twice and let it go to voice mail both times. Quisha’s ass was persistant with the. This cycle of mutual masturbation continued for another two months or so before we moved to Montana. Our uncle, a realtor in the area, hooked us up with the house there. We got jobs there, too, with me becoming an apprentice at a local garage and Alex working at a music store. And once again, life seemed good. The move wasn’t too bad, either. The house is actually very nice. It has 2 bedrooms and a bathroom. One bedroom is upstairs, another in the basement. The bathroom is decent and situated. Chris was ready to blow, his stroke's harder and more intense, then with one last hard lung, he added his cum to the rest, I felt him relax onto my back, then again he surprised me by going down and licking my butt clean, tasting the other guys cum with his, just then another cock was pushed in, his mate forcing my ass open, as he wanted to use me. For some one who had just cum, he recovered very quickly, and gave me a good run, then I asked if he had every fisted a guy before, he said until.