Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!”His vice-like grip pinned me hard as his body tensed up and his muscles flexed….. I could feel his hot Cum filling me up as ...it began spurting out of his cock….. He slumped…. exhausted for several moments….. He rested there for several seconds…. breathing deeply and his Cock throbbing as it shrank….. Finally relieved of his Cum load…. he raised himself and slid out…. I didn’t move yet….. Two horny Cocks remained to penetrate me and two sets of balls to be relieved of their. That night he said we had to shower downstairs as the shower was broken upstairs, we had the house to ourselves so it really didnt matter if we were alone however we ended up taking turns to shower in a half renovated room in his garage, , he let me go first and spoke to me out of sight as i washed my body, the shower had no glass doors but was in a sectioned off room to the rest of the laundry. Again he started asking do i masturbate and how much do i cum and what if felt like, he was both. When he took her in his arms and held her it was as if he knew everything about her. His attitude was confident and attentive. Despite his youthful appearance he was totally confident in his seduction of her. Even when he was ready to slip himself into her, the production of a condom from his pocket was effortless and natural. He invited her to help him put it on, allowing her to handle his erection and admire its springy strength. She couldn’t resist pulling on it and letting it slip from her. I am a mature man living in the resort paradise of the Hamptons. I am also bisexual having been turned out about ten years ago; not long after my divorce. I do not publicize this fact and in my public life, I am recognized as a pussy hound and a masculine, straight guy. However, given the right circumstances, I can enjoy myself with both sexes. It's all good as far as I am concerned. Over the years, I have come to prefer sex with uninhibited couples the most. ...Hands everywhere...mouths.