Joe was a rough rider, he did not care if he was hurting me or not, only in his own satisfaction. He pulled his cock out of my ass before jamming it r...ughly back inside, he repeated this many times. Then he pulled my arms back and used them to force his cock as deep as he could, he stopped fucking me still embedded deep in my asshole, he jetted his cum into me, finally withdrawing he wiped his dirty cock on one of my socks and went back to his sleeping bag, leaving me awake my ass pulsing and. Next to each other on one street I saw a bakery and a butcher shop that were already open. Quickly I came in for a landing and folded my wings. Menacingly I stepped into the shop and picked out some loaves of bread. The owner was about to say something but at the first sound he uttered, I glared at him and he backed down. This was repeated next door at the butcher and with my sling bag filled, I quickly took off again before authorities could respond to the calls of my appearance.On a. I went over to him, taking hold of his hands and pulling him out of the chair, l told him l was horny and wanted to be fucked. He laughed saying l was outrageous, l replied, “No, just horny,” we both laughed.We went through to the bedroom, l stood him by the bed and undressed him. He has a bit of a tummy but generally he looks in good shape. I took off his jacket and shirt, then undid his trousers. I sat him on the bed, removed his shoes and socks, then his trousers and underpants. I. ”“Now what we’re doing now...” Bruce explained. “...this is called a train. When more than two men are having sex simultaneously, it’s a train. Ben is the lead car, Zack is in the middle, and I’m the caboose.”“This is so cool!” Zack said.“It’s very cool.” Bruce agreed. “I’m so proud of you boys right now.”There was a minute or two of silence as the three men found their desired rhythm for their fucking. Eventually Bruce settled on letting Zack do most of the driving. Zack would slide his entire.