I again felt something brush against my bottom & I realized it was this boy’s hand.However, after a few minutes, he brushed his hand a couple of mor...e times & then very casually lets his hand lightly rest on my sari on my buttocks -palm outwards. I was a little taken aback , but decided to ignore it then — it is a crowded bus & this could be a mistake.However after a few minutes I felt his hand begin to slowly move & lightly caress my buttocks –. I was surprised further & now wondered what to do. I rubbed the precum that was leaking from the tip of my cock down the head then shaft, and moved forward. I pushed hard, and felt the tip enter his ass. He gave a high whine, almost like a little girl, then once again repeated “Fuck me, daddy.”So I did. In and out, until I could hear him crying as my large girth ravaged his asshole. I looked down, and could see blood on my cock. But he never complained, he just moaned “Fuck me, fuck me daddy.”So I did. I held his hips in my hands and fucked. Promise me? I want it, long and hard,” I replied. And that was exactly what is happening, a long and hard fuck while he watches me blowing a huge cock. The biggest one we had ever had. As we wound down again together in the shower the two men have their hands all over each other. They have little interest in my naked body as they have a hand on each others cocks. Huge sexual tension without a word being spoken. I was in my early twenties when I first watched one man blow another man’s cock. It. There was only one type of relief for this sort of thing.Tyring to think of everything -but- my sister I started jacking myself off. I was right on the edge but I slowed down looking for a tissue or something but finding nothing, I just pulled my sheet back. I closed my eyes and groaned as I started to shoot my load onto my bare stomach. It was, of course, at that exact moment that Keira opened the door and saw my wad of cum cover my abs.'Hunter, I... ' she started but her words never came out.