It was a long night, and Dave had been sitting on the bench tying the shoelaces of his red and gray Nike Shox. He had good taste in clothing, sporting a matching gray jogging suit, with red accents. He always had on a flawlessly white tank underneath his clothes, when it didn't call for a black one. He had just finished wrestling Hardcore Holly; a typically one-sided match, a few slams, a whip in the turnbuckle, a sit-down powerbomb, and an easy win. "If Hardcore would have just let me dominate the match, instead of putting his little "two-cents" in, it would have gone a lot smoother", Dave chuckled at this thought. Meanwhile...



"So... how are we gonna get him to come with us? (no pun intended)" Johnny whispered to Sean. They were standing outside the door of the locker room, trying to discuss the plan so that Dave wouldn't hear.

"I told you already, dumb-ass!" Sean scolded quietly, "We are going to ask him if he wants to go party with us, and get him to ride with us to the place."

"Do you think this would work? Cuz if it doesn't, Master will set our asses on fire!" Johnny said as he began to worry, he was biting his nails.

Sean reached and took Johnny's hand to prevent him from chomping at his nails. Sean's large tattooed hand held Johnny's hand. Sean took a deep breath as his glistening blue eyes looked straight into Johnny's Italian brown peepers. "Look, this would work, and we are going to make Sir happy, okay babe?" he assured.

Johnny took a calming breath as his chest heaved out a sigh. "Okay, if you say so Sean." Johnny said.

Sean's lips met Johnny's in a passionate kiss, their breath became heavier as they enjoyed the taste of one another. Sean caressed Johnny's head, as he then withdrew himself. "Hehe, wanna give you a taste of things to come." Sean chuckled. Johnny was still trying to catch his breath.

"Don't tease me like that Sean, you know I love to be teased." Johnny said in his Brooklyn accent.



Sean knocked on the door and came in to Dave's locker room as Johnny followed. "Hey Man, what's up?" Dave asked in an enthusiastic tone.

"Nothing much Man. Heh, I saw you kick Bob's ass earlier. That was fucking awesome!" Sean said as he gave Dave some "dap" (slapping hands) and a quick hug.

"Yeah Big Man, that was a squash." Johnny finally spoke up.

"Hey Johnny, quiet ain't we?" Dave laughed, "Never thought I'd see the day." He gave Johnny some "dap" as well.

"Yo Dave, we gotta celebrate, you won, and Sean won his match, we gotta go do somethin', tear down the club walls or somethin' y'all", Johnny insisted. He and Sean were silently hoping that Dave would comply.

"That sounds cool, but uh, I'm not feeling up to par 'bout doin' some hard partying." Dave declined.

Stamboli's eyes widened, as horror coursed through his veins. Sean grew a bit antsy as well. "Well, uh, we don't have to go partying, we can just chill at my hotel room, kick back a few beers, and just laugh at the good 'ol times. Whatd'ya say Big Guy?" Sean asked.

The 2 seconds it took Dave to respond felt like 2 weeks to Sean and Johnny. "Sounds cool. Let's go, but wait, is it i'ight if I ride with y'all, considering I might be too tipsy to get back to my hotel?" Dave asked.

A rush of relief overcame the two conniving men clad in a pair of blue jeans, a shirt, a leather jacket, and boots. "Sure", Sean said. "Well, then, let's roll out!"



They all got in the limo and left the arena. While in the car, Dave sat beside a horny Sean who was rubbing his thigh. Dave swallowed hard as Sean's groping became more obvious. Dave knew what "good 'ol times" they had to catch up on were, even though Johnny was there. The fact that he was in the limo turned Dave on even more. Dave bit his lip as Sean's hand edged closer to his crotch. He glanced at Sean who had a burning lust in his eyes and a toothy, devilish grin on his face. Dave let out a soft groan of pleasure as Sean rubbed his thigh, dangerously close to his stiffening rod. Dave then glanced at Johnny, who was watching Sean's hand grope Dave. He licked his lips as he heard Dave's soft groan. Dave slumped down in the seat to give Sean better access to his ever-bulging crotch.

"You like that, Big Guy? You miss that touch don't you?" Sean moaned in his ear. The warm moist breath up against his ear made him roll his head.

"Oh yeah." Dave said in a quiet baritone voice. He softly gasped as Sean's hand caressed his bulging crotch.

"Mmm, getting hard huh?" Sean asked.

Dave moaned a bit louder this time. Johnny looked on with wide eyes, he saw that chemistry in between the two. "Hmmm, I'm enjoying this," Johnny said, "I think I'll watch."

Sean got down on the limo floor as Dave removed his jacket. He slipped down in the floor beside Sean. The two were entwined in each other's arms as they shared each other's tongues, their tongues were dancing in their mouths like it was a ballroom. Sean's hand traced around Dave's hard brown nipples, their hardness seen through the white tank top. Sean's leather jacket was removed. Sean pulled away from the kiss, as he was gasping for air. Sean's cock grew harder as he played with Big Dave. Dave noticed this and assessed Sean's crotch.

"Mmm, yeah," Sean groaned, "just like old times."

Dave chuckled. "Uh-huh".

Dave tugged at the zipper of Sean's pants, but couldn't get the zipper down. They made their way back in the seat.

"Are you hard for me Dave?" Sean asked playfully. "I want you so bad man."

Johnny was now stroking his hard-on, his hands playing in his pants, tugging at the thick Italian sausage. "Damn, this is hot." Johnny said as he watched Dave and Sean frolic.

All three men were hot, hard, and horny now, but Sean know he could only go so far to get Dave to his fully erect 8" long, 2" thick cock. Sean wanted to take Dave into his mouth so badly, and wrap his lips around that thick monster, and give Dave the best blowjob he's had in a long time, even better than Kurt Angle's legendary wax-jobs. Sean wanted to flicker his tongue up Dave's shaft, swirl his tongue around Dave's bulbous dark purplish cockhead, and suck his cock slow at first, then quickening. He wanted to feel Dave's heavy hand on the back of his head again, controlling the speed of Sean's bobbing head. He loved the way Dave groaned in pleasure, egging him on by saying things like, "Oh yeah, suck my cock baby" or "Ooh, you feel oh so good on my dick, oh, don't stop" or when he says "Fuck yeah sweetie, deep it". Sean knew their master didn't want him sucking Dave's dick, or at least until they came back to the hotel their master was staying in.

"You alright over there, Johnny? Haven't heard much out of ya", Sean gazed at Johnny, who was playing with himself, "I see you're enjoying this."

"Yeah, you guys are fuckin' hot together," He said before biting his lip, "I'm so hard for y'all man." Johnny pulled out his hard, veiny, deliciously tanned cock, and moved his fist tightly up and down his swollen shaft.

Dave's mouth nearly dropped at the sight of this gorgeous man satisfying himself. "Damn, you got a big dick man," Dave spurted out almost unconsciously, "What is that, like, 10 inches? Shit that looks good!" One could say that Johnny's dick was a spectacle one would pay money for. Dave licked his lips at the sight. If he ever had the chance to suck that cock, that would be one of the biggest he's ever had in his mouth.

"Mmm, you never cease to surprise me baby," Sean said commenting about Johnny, "Now, don't get too carried away, we're almost there, so put yourself away dear, hahah."

"...Almost there? Seem like time stopped cuz I was having so much fun," Dave said with a disappointment in his voice.

"Don't worry, we're here," Sean said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, we've got something special planned for you buddy, hehe."

"Yeah, hehe," Johnny snickered. A sly grin appeared on both their faces, and Dave all of the sudden began feeling a bit uncomfortable. Sean opened the door and got out, and Dave and Johnny followed. "Dude, don't worry, not like we're gonna murder you or hurt you anything like that," Johnny reassured.

"Don't fuck with me man, this better not be some conspiracy or nothin'," Dave warned.

"Easy big man, nothing of the sort. Just a fun time," Sean patted Dave on the back, and lead him on inside.

Uneasiness settled in Dave's washboard stomach, as he followed behind Sean. They came into the lobby. "Very nice hotel," Dave thought to himself. Realizing that he still had his obvious hard-on, he concealed his bouncing cock behind his bag. He followed Sean into the elevator, where Sean pushed the "15th floor" button. They must have a giant suite or something. While on the elevator, a sneaky Johnny grabbed Dave's big, firm, perfectly plump left ass-cheek. Dave tensed up, but eventually relaxed as Johnny caressed it. When the elevator door opened, he gave Dave a hard slap which rippled over that precious left mound. Dave turned back and glinted at Johnny, who had that same sly devilish grin as before. After that, the hall was silent, except for the pacing feet of the three tall, dark, and handsome men traveling down the hall. Sean stopped at room 1554, where he entered the key card, and opened the door. The place was gorgeous, apparently, this was the Presidential Suite. There was a heavenly glow about the room, it was heavily decorated, and there was a Plasma TV, a staircase, and a black leather couch, loveseat, and Lazy Boy.

"This is nice," Dave said, nodding his head in approval.

"It is huh?" A voice said on the intercom.

"...Who in the hell is this?" Dave asked, "Sean, Johnny, what the fuck is going on!?"

"It's your surprise," Sean told him, "You see, we were paid to bring you here." Sean crept up behind him. "Now shh, don't make this hard on yourself, just relax," he said as he took off Dave's jacket, tank top, and tied Dave's wrists behind his back. He softly kissed Dave's neck. Sean's hot breath made the hair stand up on his neck.

Johnny came up, and put a blindfold on Dave. "Don't fight, just stay here," Sean whispered as he felt Dave resist a bit.

"Why are y'all doing this?" Dave asked.

"I see he's ready for me. Thank you slaves," the voice said. The man came up to his slaves, who were surprisingly taller than him, and they got down on their knees in front of him.

"Are you gonna pay us now?" Johnny said as his hand rubbed his Master's crotch. "Yes, we are very hungry for Master," Sean pouted.

Dave was aroused by the sounds of this, he wanted this blindfold off, but he had to comply.

"Not now sweeties, but you are more than welcome to watch Master take care of business from upstairs, if not, go to your room. Understand slaves?" the man said as he petted his obedient slaves.

"Now go!" His slaves obeyed and made thier way upstairs.

"Now where was I? Oh, I see that I have a present here," the mystery man said. He circled around Dave like a lion stalks his prey. "I bet you don't know who I am do you? I bet you're wondering why you're here? Lemme tell you why. You see, I like to dominate men, and who better to dominate than Dave Batista himself? You are going to suck my cock, and you are going to choke on it and like it, and you are going to let me fuck you hard in your ass, and you are going to absolutely submit to me and like it. Okay?" the soft tone of the man's voice became more gruff and savage. The man came up behind Dave, and grinded himself up against Dave. "Mmm, this feels good. You like the way my cock feels?" the man asked.

All Dave did was nod and moan, as the man continued to allow Dave to feel the hard cock in his pants. The man reached down and pulled down Dave's sweats. Dave had on a black thong that barely held in his thick hard cock.

"Nice firm ass, mmm, and I see you're hard for me, aren't you?"

the mystery man purred as his hands molested Dave's ass. He pushed Dave down on his knees, Dave expected to have a cock shoved in his mouth, and his mouth watered for it. He's tasted enough cock, and this one may taste familiar.

"Now before I fuck your mouth, I want you to see who's doing it," the man said.

The blindfold came off his eyes, and he couldn't believe his eyes. HE never believed this guy was even a topper, much less a Dom.

... He saw a man that he's always wanted to fuck again, and that man was KURT ANGLE. Dave sees Kurt standing there, with the blindfold in his hand. To Dave's surprise, Kurt had on some black leather tightfitting pants, that seemed to accent his powerful thighs, and nicely show off his tight firm ass and that delicious bulge, and a black and silver-studded belt. His chest was bare, his toned muscles softly rippling. He had a sexy smirk on his face... cocky, but sexy.

His striking blue eyes were fixed on Dave.

"Surprise, surprise." Kurt said ironically, "Never thought it would be this way huh?"

"Well, I never knew you like this kind of stuff, you never cease to amaze me," Dave smiled. His hands wanted to grope Kurt's crotch, feeling its hardness, but his hands were all tied up. You see, there's a history behind this thing. One time, a man, who Dave later found out to be Kurt Angle, had entered his hotel room in the dark, and came and "felt him up" a bit, and gave Dave the best blowjob he's ever had. He was alarmed at first, of course, but settled down when he knew the man's intentions. After the cocksucking wonder finished his blowjob, he allowed his tight ass hole be penetrated by Dave's cock. By this time, Dave cut on the lights, but the smart guy Kurt was, had put on a black mask, concealing his face. But Dave, being smarter, knew who it was by the telltale tattoo on the upper-right side of his back, the beautiful blue eyes, and the way Kurt was shouting in ecstasy as Dave's dick delved deeper into his ass, brushing against his tender prostate. "Nice try, Kurt," Dave thought to himself, as he remembered the fact that Kurt stole his key card, and that is why he couldn't find it. Dave reached his breaking point and released all of his cum all over Kurt's well-used ass, but only after Kurt had shot his explosive white load all over his stomach and bed. Heh, on the flight to the next city, Kurt passed Dave by and spoke as if nothing had happened.

But that was then this is now.

"I always surprise, now enough talk, I want to make you scream like a bitch by the end of the night", Kurt gruffly said. He gripped some of Dave's black hair, and yanked his head back. Dave winced. "You're gonna either hate me or love me by the end of the night, Dave," Kurt said in a low tone of voice, "But either way, I'm gonna get what I want." Kurt laughed as he let go of Dave's hair.

"You want some of this?" Kurt asked as he graced his index finger over his zipper.

Dave tried to hold back his lust for Kurt as he said "No, I want you to let me go you sick fuck." He struggled with the cuffs.

"Do we have to do this the hard way Dave?" Kurt asked as he gripped Dave's masculine jaw. He bent down to be at eye level with Dave. "Please sweetheart, don't make me do it, I really don't want to hurt you. Now, I'm gonna ask you again, and if you still resist me, I'm gonna flog you until you give in, Got it!?" Kurt squeezed Dave's jaw tighter.

"Now," Kurt said as he stood up, crotch lined up with Dave's face, "do you want some of this?". Kurt's stern face disappeared into a smile as he said that.

Dave's face frowned up, as the veins in his neck bulged. His eyes glared at Kurt as if he really hated him, but all was just an act. He mustered up and spat on Kurt's leather pants, and it slid down the leg of his pants. This made Kurt REALLY angry.

"You insubordinate little bitch! Oh, I see how you wanna play," Kurt scowled. He shoved Dave onto carpeted floor and straddled Dave's chest. Dave had a shocked _expression on his face, as the sudden movement made his heart pound. Kurt turned to look at Sean and Johnny on the steps. "Bring my 'goody' bag, slaves, I'm gonna show Dave here that I mean business." Kurt commanded. He looked at Dave with the most diabolic grin he's ever seen.

"What've I gotten myself into?" Dave thought to himself. He swallowed hard as he thought of what Kurt could and would do to him. He never thought Kurt would be this sadistic. Sean brought the bag downstairs. "Thank you hun," Kurt said as he took the bag. He unzipped the bag, scrambled through it, and found a paddle and some larger cuffs, and pulled out a small bottle covered in frilly pink lace. "You all come down here," Kurt ordered. Sean scrambled back down the steps as Johnny followed. "Get him over to the chair, and bend him over the arm of it," Kurt said. He dismounted Dave and his slaves picked Dave up and forced him to bend over. He grunted from struggling as Johnny's hand kept his head in the chair cushion. Sean chained Dave's legs together so escape won't be easy. "Let me go you fucking ass-holes!" Dave shouted. Deep down, Dave wanted this bad.

"Thank you both, now you can go over there on the love seat and watch me punish him," Kurt ordered. Sean and Johnny obeyed his command. They sat down on the chair and looked on. Kurt's hand grazed over Dave's round firm globes. The soft touch sent chills up Dave's spine and made him shudder.

"I'm gonna give you something to spit about you son of a bitch," he growled as he pulled down Dave's thong. The smooth, brown wooden paddle came down, smacking Dave's bronze ass. "OWCH!" Dave screamed, "Fuck!" Electric bolts of pain traveled through his body, arousing his cock even more.

"You asked for it Dave," Kurt growled, "Next time, do what I ask." The paddle powered down hard again, and Dave shouted and whimpered. His breathing became harder. The paddle came down again after a few seconds. Instead of shouting, Dave moaned and whimpered. His skin became red and tender from the flogging. Kurt picked up on the fact that Dave seemed like he was enjoying this.

"You give in Dave?" Kurt asked, almost out of breath.

"Yes, I do," Dave panted. He got what he innately wanted from Kurt.

"That's better. If you weren't so hard-headed, I wouldn't had to have beaten it out of you," Kurt said. He rubbed Dave's reddened ass. Dave hissed in pleasure as Kurt's deft hands caressed his tingling ass.

Kurt got down on his knees behind Dave, who was bent over the arm of the chair. "Mmm, your ass looks so good sweetie. Does me rubbing it make it feel better?" Kurt's voice became soft and sweet. His finger ran over the crack of Dave's ass. Dave moaned and nodded in approval. "I bet it does," Kurt said as his lips met the warm, soft tender ass Dave has. Dave tensed up as more kisses followed.

"Ooh, you taste SO good," Kurt moaned. Kurt's tongue explored Dave's butt-cheeks, wettening it all over.

"Oh Man," Dave groaned, "Yeah." Dave enjoyed feeling Kurt's hot wet tongue all over his ass. Kurt moaned as his tongue slid down Dave's ass-crack. "Mmm," Dave moaned as Kurt teased him.

"Damn, your ass tastes good," Kurt panted. Kurt spread Dave's ass-cheeks apart. He couldn't access his hole like he wanted to. Kurt had a light bulb idea. "Get up on the ottoman for me," Kurt told Dave. He unlocked the ankle cuffs and the handcuffs so Dave could get up on the ottoman. He positioned Dave with his hands on the chair and his knees on the ottoman, his ass up in the air.

"Ah, that's better," Kurt sighed. He got down on his knees and spread Dave's firm ass-cheeks apart, and licked his lips at the sight of Dave's pink and puckered entrance. "Damn, your ass-hole is so nice and pink, looks so fucking good," Kurt said before tasting it. His mouth watered, wetting his tongue. His hot tongue swirled around Dave's hole.

"Ooh shit Kurt. Mmm, that feels SO good," Dave whimpered in pleasure. He loved to get his ass played with, and Kurt was doing it well. Dave began playing with himself, pumping himself, moving his clenched fist up and down his hard, veiny shaft.

"Fuck, your ass tastes sweet, makin' me so fucking hard," Kurt panted as he sucked up the excess spit he rolled around Dave's tight entrance. Kurt's cock was so thick and hard that it was clearly visible in his pants. Kurt flickered his tongue on his ass-hole, driving Dave crazy. He stroked his cock faster, and rolled the pre-cum around his dark purple cockhead.

Kurt then got up, making Dave raise up. He sat down in the chair Dave was on. "Mmm, you look fuckin sexy down there in between my legs," Kurt groaned. "Now, do you want some of this?" Kurt asked, grabbing himself.

Dave said nothing, but rubbed Kurt's thigh. Johnny and Sean were looking on, rubbing themselves. Kurt knew Dave wanted him, so he undid his belt, and unzipped his pants. His cock sprang out, all 8 inches of it. The head was big and prominent and there was a crease at the top where his hot cum would come spraying out of it. Dave squealed at the sight of that beautiful pinkish colored cock. Chiseled it was. "You like the way it looks?" Kurt asked. Dave nodded. "You wanna taste it? You wanna lick it? Do you wanna suck it for me?" Kurt asked. "Yes, I do Kurt," Dave said, biting his lip. He took Kurt's cock, and eyeballed it, complimenting Kurt on his endowment. He slid his tongue up Kurt's shaft, the heat of his tongue making Kurt shiver and moan. Dave then lapped his tongue around Kurt's cockhead, which had a drop of salty pre-cum at the tip. Dave was looking at Kurt seductively as Kurt licked and bit his lip, and had his eyes closed. "MMM, Dave, suck my dick honey," Kurt hissed. Dave then wrapped his beautiful thinner lips around Kurt's thickness. He then engulfed half of Kurt's length before slowly coming back up. Dave's eyes were locked on Kurt, as Kurt's facial expressions were clearly saying that he was enjoying this. Dave sucked Kurt's cock, his pace was slow at first, his tounge dancing underneath the underside of his cock. "Oh yeah, awh, suck it good Dave," Kurt groaned. He looked at Dave, who was bobbing his head slowly, allowing Kurt to feel the back of his throat. Kurt placed his hand on the back of his head, to control Dave's bobbing. "Ooh yeah, you're such a good cocksucker Dave," he groaned. His cock was completely saturated with wetness. Kurt's hips rocked a bit to meet Dave as he began to suck faster and harder. Kurt hissed and his eyes rolled back in his head, as Dave started to deep throat Kurt's delicious dick.

"AWH," Kurt shouted, "deep that thing Dave. Lemme feel the back of your fuckin throat!" Kurt's hand pushed Dave's head back down his shaft, and held it there. Dave grabbed Kurt's thighs as he gagged from how far Kurt had shoved his cock down his throat. Kurt let him come back up for air. "I'm likin this," Dave panted. i

Kurt stood up, dick swinging in all its glory and positioned Dave in front of him. He grabbed Dave's head and forced himself in Dave's open and willing mouth. Dave's eyes were squeezed shut from the strain of Kurt's merciless oral-fucking. Kurt slid his cock in and out of Dave's mouth. "SHIT! This feels so damn hot," Kurt panted as he fucked his bitch's mouth harder. Dave made gulping noises as Kurt continuously drove in and out of his mouth. "AWW fuck!" Kurt panted as he drove himself one more hard time into Dave's oral cavity.

"AH!!" Dave shouted. He was panting hard, his mouth well-used. "I REALLY liked that," he managed to say. "Mmm, that was good. You are a really good cocksucker, you're a good boy Dave," Kurt panted, "Now it's time to reward you."

Dave laid down on the ottoman, and spread his legs, exposing his wet, pink ass-hole. "You wanna fuck me like this?" Dave asked, with a lusty look on his face. Kurt looked at the man, holding his huge legs in the air, his ass spread, his throbbing cock resting on his stomach, his large, dark balls hanging beautifully; this was a heavenly and tempting sight for sore eyes. "Nice," Kurt said marveling at the sight. Kurt dropped to his knees, in between Dave's legs. He reached for the small pink bottle on the table next to them. He untwisted the cap, and poured some of the oil on his fingers. He then inserted his middle finger up Dave's ass. "OH FUCK!" Dave shouted before hissing in pleasure. Dave's head rested on the chair cushion in front of the ottoman. Kurt explored Dave's tunnel, brushing up against his prostate. "Please fuck me now Kurt, I want that big cock up my ass," Dave begged. He grimaced when Kurt entered his index and ring finger into his entrance, stretching Dave enough for penetration. He begged Kurt to just fuck him now, instead of teasing him so much.

"Tell me that you're my bitch, and I'll fuck you hard like one," Kurt said, "are you my bitch?"

"Yes, I'm your bitch, I'm your fucking slutty whore, I need to be fucked so badly," Dave pouted and whined.

"That's what I want to fuckin hear baby, I'm gonna fuck you just like you deserve," Kurt growled. He poured oil over his cock, and lubricated it. He lined it up with Dave's slicked entrance.

"Oof," Dave muttered as Kurt's cock disappeared into the depths of Dave's ass. The tightness enclosed around Kurt's dick made him call out Dave's name. Kurt began fucking Dave harder, eager to get his rocks off. Their hot and now sticky flesh clashed while the room was full of moans and shouts.

"AWW fuck me harder please Kurt!" Dave loudly whimpered. "Yeah, Oh Yeah, your ass feels so good Dave," Kurt panted. Dave hissed as he arched his back, to let Kurt's dick brush up against his prostate. "Oh yeah Kurt, more, more please," Dave whined. They obviously forgot Sean and Johnny were their spectators. They were stroking their hard cocks, moaning at the pleasuring sight of their master cornholing Batista. Kurt was all hot and sweaty, ramming Dave's hole at full force. He held up Dave's legs as Dave jacked himself off. "Mmm, aww, *hiss*, mmm," was all that came out of Kurt. "Your ass is gonna make cum," he warned Dave. "Ohh... fuck yeah... ohh... that's it, oh, shit!" Dave shouted. "Oh yeah baby, awh," Kurt panted. Dave played with Kurt's nipples as he was continuously rammed; he squeezed them and rubbed them, pleasing Kurt more and more. "That feels nice," Kurt moaned. Kurt's orgasm was nearing, because he couldn't take anymore of Dave's sweet ass.

He drew himself out of Dave's love tunnel, and walked on his knees toward Dave's head. He jacked himself as Dave opened his mouth, awaiting his deposits. "Ooh, you're a fuckin' lethal weapon," Kurt groaned and panted. Dave sucked his cock until Kurt blew his first wad of salty white semen. "Awwwwwwww, Fuuuuuuuuuuck!! Awwwwwww," Kurt shouted in orgasm. Dave popped off Kurt's cock, while hot, musky cum spewed all over his face, and in his mouth. He swallowed Kurt's deposits that were in his mouth. "You're a nasty little bitch," Kurt panted. When Kurt stopped dripping cum, the focus of attention was on Dave, who was nearing his orgasm. "Awww nice shots," Dave groaned as he jacked fast and hard.

"Ooh yeah, I wanna see you cum for me Dave, I wanna see you shiver," Kurt panted, still stroking his tired cock. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Dave shouted as long, thick, gooey streams of cum shot out on his belly. Kurt reached over, and gripped Dave's cock, and licked the cum off it, tasting Dave's salty orgasm.

"That was what I expected it to be, hot and steamy," Kurt said, out of breath, "we gotta do this again."

"Hmm, maybe we do," Dave said, tasting the cum on his fingers, "next time, you're gonna be my bitch."

He looked devilishly at Kurt, who grinned in return. "That'd be nice," Kurt said. "Ya enjoy that boys?" Kurt asked his slaves, eyeing the wet spots in their jeans. "Help Dave and I clean up," Kurt ordered.

The End