Chapter 5: Resolution
It was a week later and Emily, Leo Alex and Reed had booked a four bedroom villa for Leroy's tryouts. They would be having a big party and he'd have to have sex with all of them , if he wanted to be part of the relationship. He was more than happy to oblige. Leroy had been with many people before, but never like this. He was excited to try something new.
They arrived at the villa and were greeted by a beautiful view of the ocean. The villa was stunning, with high ceilings, large windows, and a modern decor. They all dropped their bags in their respective rooms and met up in the living room.
"Wow, this place is amazing," Leroy said, looking out at the ocean.
"We thought you'd like it," Emily said, smiling. None of them apart from Alex had ever been with a 150kg a man like Leroy, the belly of the 23 year old protruding out from beneath his shirt, his face round and chubby with a kind smile and a perpetual five o'clock shadow that he couldn't quite seem to tame. "We figured you deserved a nice place to stay, especially for... tonight."
Leroy turned to look at her, a playful smirk on his face. "You know, I've never been with four people at once before. This is definitely going to be an experience."
Alex grinned, stepping closer to Leroy and wrapping an arm around his waist. "We're glad you're up for it. Now first let's get started with the alcohol . Who's ready for a drink?" Emily asked, heading towards the kitchen.
"I'll have a whiskey," Leo called out, still lying on the couch, looking a bit weak from the hospital stay but happy to be there.
"Same here," Reed chipped in, sitting next to him on the couch.
"Make it two, Emily," Alex added, still standing next to Leroy.
"I'll have a beer," Leroy said, looking around the room and taking in the group dynamics.
Emily returned with a tray filled with drinks and handed them out. "Here you go, guys. Leroy downed the first 5 drinks in an hour and whilst his stomach protested it made him
more relaxed. Leo and Reed had been chatting softly, their hands entwined, while Emily and Alex had been smiling and laughing together. Leroy noticed how comfortable they all seemed with each other, and it made him feel at ease. He knew that this relationship wasn't going to be easy, but he was willing to give it a shot. He had to admit, the idea of being with all of them was incredibly exciting.
As the night wore on, the alcohol flowed freely, and the conversation grew louder and more intimate.
Leroy watched as the group dynamic shifted, the boundaries between them blurring as they all became more comfortable with each other. He could see the easy camaraderie between them, the way they finished each other's sentences and laughed at each other's jokes. It was clear that they had a deep connection, one that went beyond just being friends or lovers.
Emily, who had been sitting next to Leroy on the couch, suddenly turned to him and asked, "So, Leroy, what do you think about our little... arrangement?"
Leroy took a swig of his beer before answering, "I think it's fucking hot.
I've never seen anything like it before. You all have something special, something I want to be a part of."
Emily smiled, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "We're glad you think so. We wouldn't want anyone in our relationship unless we thought they could handle it—and frankly, you seem like you're more than capable."
Leroy laughed, his belly jiggling with the movement. "Well, I'm not one to back down from a challenge. Especially when it involves hot guys and hotter sex." Leroy's eyes darkened, and he reached out, grasping Emily's hip and pulling her closer. "Like you four, for example."
Emily smiled, her eyes sparking with mischief. "Well, why don't we show you what we're all about then?" she suggested, her voice low and sultry. She leaned in and captured Leroy's lips in a fierce kiss, her tongue invading his mouth and claiming it.
Leroy moaned into the kiss, his arms wrapping around Emily's waist and pulling her closer.
He could feel her body pressing against his, her breasts squashing against his chest. He loved the feeling of her in his arms, the way she felt so warm and soft against him. He deepened the kiss, his tongue battling with hers, his teeth nipping at her lower lip.
Emily whimpered, her hands gripping Leroy's shoulders for support. She could feel his body heat radiating through her clothes, making her skin tingle with anticipation.
She broke away from the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps. "I want you to fuck me, Leroy," she whispered, her voice thick with desire.
Leroy's eyes darkened with lust, and he quickly stood up, pulling Emily with him. He led her to the nearby bedroom and pushed her gently down onto the, bed his body covering hers. He ground his hips against hers, his massive cock straining against his jeans, ready and eager.
Emily moaned, wrapping her legs around Leroy's waist and pulling him closer. "I want to feel you inside me," she begged, her voice a low whimper.
Leroy grinned wickedly down at her, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Your wish is my command, beautiful," he growled, his voice deep and throaty.
He quickly undid his jeans, shoving them down his thick thighs along with his boxers, revealing his massive, rock-hard cock to Emily's eager gaze. She bit her lower lip, her eyes widening at the sight of his impressive length and girth.
"Holy fuck, Leroy," she breathed, her voice filled with a mix of awe and desire. "You're huge."
Leroy chuckled, his chest swelling with pride.
"All for you, Emily. Every thick, hard inch."
He leaned down and captured her mouth in a rough, passionate kiss, his tongue invading her mouth and claiming it. Emily moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders as she kissed him back with equal fervor.
Leroy broke away from the kiss, panting slightly. "Now, where were we?" he murmured, his voice thick with lust. He grabbed Emily's hips and flipped her over, so she was on her hands and knees on the bed. He ran a hand over her round ass, admiring the way her cheeks jiggled under his touch.
He couldn't wait to sink his cock into her tight pussy. He lined up the head of his cock with her entrance and slowly pushed in, his eyes locked onto Emily's face.
"Fuck, you're tight," Leroy groaned, his voice thick with lust as he watched Emily's face contort with pleasure and pain. He pushed in a little further, his cock stretching her wide open.
Emily moaned, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the sheets tighter. "You're huge, Leroy. Take it slow, please."
Leroy nodded, his rhythm slow and steady as he pushed in deeper.
"I will, baby. Just relax for me."
He ran his hands over her back, tracing the curve of her spine and down to her hips. Emily let out a moan, her body adjusting to the intrusion. Leroy leaned over her, his chest pressing against her back as he buried himself inch by inch.
"That's it, Emily. Just breathe through it," he murmured, his voice low and soothing.
Emily nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. She could feel every inch of Leroy's cock as it filled her, stretching her wide open.
She felt a slight burn, a little discomfort, but she also felt incredible pleasure. She loved the feeling of being so full, of having Leroy inside her. She pushed back against him, taking him deeper, wanting more.
"Fuck, you feel so good, Emily," Leroy groaned, his voice thick with desire. "Your pussy is so tight and hot. I can't get enough of it."
Emily moaned, her body starting to move with Leroy's thrusts. "You feel so big, Leroy.
I can feel every inch of you," Emily moaned, her hips moving in sync with Leroy's slow, steady thrusts.
Leroy chuckled, a low rumble in his chest. "And you feel so fucking good, baby. Your pussy is gripping me like a vice. I don't want to come too early, but you're making it hard to hold back."
Emily looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes filled with lust and a touch of defiance. "Who said anything about holding back? Come for me, Leroy. Fill me up with your cum."
Leroy growled, his eyes flashing with primal desire.
He increased his pace, his hips slamming into Emily's ass with more force, making her body jiggle with each thrust. "You want me to come inside you, baby? You want to feel my hot cum filling you up?"
Emily moaned, pushing back against him, matching his rhythm. "Yes, Leroy! Fuck me harder! Make me feel it!"
Leroy grunted, his fingers digging into her hips as he pounded into her with vigor. "You're such a dirty little slut, aren't you?
Begging for my cum," Leroy growled, his hips moving faster, his cock pounding into Emily with brutal force.
Emily let out a high-pitched whimper, her body trembling with each powerful thrust. I'm your dirty little slut. Fill me up with your cum. Give it to me!" she begged, her voice filled with desperation. "You're beautiful when you beg, Emily.
I fucking love it," Leroy panted, his hips slamming into her with a punishing rhythm. Emily's eyes rolled back in her head, her body trembling with every brutal thrust. She felt like she was on fire, every nerve ending in her body tingling with sensation. Leroy's cock felt like it was hitting all the right spots inside her, filling her completely and stretching her wide open. She could feel the heat building inside her, the pleasure coiling tight in her core. She was close, so close to the edge. She needed more.
She needed everything he had to give her. "Fuck me harder, Leroy!" Emily screamed, her voice echoing off the walls. "Make me come all over your fucking dick!"
Leroy's eyes narrowed, the beast within him unleashed. He grabbed Emily's hips tighter, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he picked up the pace, slamming into her with wild abandon. He wanted to feel her come undone around him, wanted to hear her scream his name as she fell apart.
"That's it, baby," Leroy growled, his voice like thunder. "Take my cock like the good little slut you are.
Milk me, Emily. Make me fucking explode."
Emily's body was shaking, every nerve on fire as Leroy's brutal thrusts sent waves of pleasure coursing through her. She could feel her own orgasm building, a pressure that was about to burst. She wanted to feel Leroy come inside her, wanted him to fill her with his hot cum.
"Fuck yes, Leroy," she moaned, her body trembling with each punishing thrust. "Fill me up. I want your cum inside me. Give it to me, you fucking stud."
Leroy grunted, his body shuddering with the effort of holding back.
"Fuck, Emily, you're so close. I can feel it. Your pussy is squeezing my cock like a fucking vice. Come on, baby. Come for me. I want to feel you come all over my cock."
Emily screamed, her body convulsing as her orgasm tore through her. Leroy felt her pussy clench around his cock, the sensation pushing him over the edge. He threw his head back and roared, his cock pulsing as he came, filling Emily with his hot cum.
"Fuck yeah, Emily. Take it all, baby.
Every fucking drop," Leroy groaned as he felt his cock pulsing inside Emily, spurting load after load of hot cum deep into her womb. He could feel her body milking him, her pussy clamping down on his cock as if it was trying to suck every last drop out of him.
Emily whimpered, her body still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm. "Yes, Leroy. Fill me up. I want all of it," she moaned.
Leroy panted heavily, his body still pressed against Emily's. "Fuck, baby.
You feel incredible," Leroy groaned, his body still shuddering with aftershocks. He pulled out of her slowly, watching as his cum dripped out of her pussy. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction knowing that he had filled her up completely.
Emily collapsed onto the bed, her body still trembling with the aftereffects of her orgasm. "Holy shit, Leroy. That was... intense," she said, her voice breathless.
Leroy chuckled, his chest heaving with exertion. "Intense is an understatement. You were fucking amazing, Emily. They shared half a bottle of Vodka, Emily stumbling as she got back up to rejoin the others , her face flushed with satisfaction and alcohol. The villa was filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses, a party atmosphere taking over. Alex and Reed were playing a drinking game with Leo, who was laughing so hard he could barely breathe. Leroy watched them, a slight smile playing on his lips. He was surprised at how comfortable he felt with this group. He had expected it to be awkward, but it was anything but. These people were fun, and they made him feel like he belonged.
As he leaned against the wall, nursing his drink, Emily staggered over to him, her eyes half-lidded and a smile on her face.
"You're doing great, Leroy," she slurred, her voice thick with alcohol. "We're all having so much fun. You fit in perfectly."
Leroy grinned, his chest swelling with pride. "Yeah, it's been a blast. I can't remember the last time I laughed this much."
Emily's eyes sparkled with mischief, and she leaned in, her breath hot on his ear. "You know what you should do next?" she whispered.
Leroy raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh yeah?
What's that?" Leroy replied, his curiosity piqued. Emily's lips turned up in a wicked grin, her hand reaching down to lightly stroke his growing bulge. "How about you help Leo?
He needs some... extra attention," Emily whispered, her hand continuing to stroke Leroy through his jeans, making him harden even more.
Leroy looked over at Leo, who was still on the couch, trying to keep up with the drinking game but looking a little worse for wear. He seemed to be having a good time, but Leroy could see the fatigue in his eyes. "You think he needs a break?" Leroy asked, a small smile playing on his lips.
Emily nodded, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "I think he needs some one-on-one time with you.
Show him what you've got," Emily whispered, her hand squeezing Leroy's cock through his jeans, making him let out a low groan.
Leroy's eyes darkened with lust, and he looked from Emily to Leo, who was looking increasingly worn out from the drinking game. He could see the desire in Leo's eyes, the way he was watching them with a mix of curiosity and longing. Leroy knew that he wanted this, that he wanted to be in the middle of all the action.
Leroy chuckled, his voice low and husky. "Alright, baby.
I'll go give him some of that extra attention you're talking about," Leroy said, a wicked grin spreading across his face. He leaned in and captured Emily's lips in a quick, passionate kiss before turning to make his way over to Leo.
As he approached the couch, he could see that Leo was struggling to keep up with the game. His face was flushed, and he was laughing too hard to take a proper drink. Leroy sat down next to him, placing a hand on his thigh. You look like you could use a break," Leroy said, his voice low and seductive.
Leo looked up at him, his eyes glassy from the alcohol but sparkling with a mixture of surprise and desire. "I could use that," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. Leroy leaned in, his hand still on Leo's thigh. "How about we go somewhere a little more... private?" he suggested, a wicked grin spreading across his face. Leo's eyes widened, and he looked around the room, taking in the party atmosphere. He seemed to hesitate for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, let's go," he said, a hint of excitement in his voice.
Leroy stood up and held out a hand to help Leo up from the couch. Leo took it, his grip firm and steady despite the alcohol coursing through his system. Together, they made their way down the hallway, their footsteps soft on the plush carpet. They entered the first bedroom on the left, and Leroy closed the door behind them.
The room was dark, the only light filtering in from the hallway behind them. Leroy turned to face Leo, his eyes gleaming in the dim light. "So, where do you want to start?" he asked, his voice a low growl.
Leo chuckled, his eyes alreadyAdjusting to the darkness.
"I think you should start by telling me what you like," he replied, his voice steady despite the alcohol. Leroy grinned, stepping closer to Leo. He could see the outline of his body in the dim light, his round face soft and inviting. He reached out, his hand touching Leo's cheek, feeling the roughness of his five o'clock shadow.
"I like to be in control," Leroy whispered, his thumb tracing Leo's lips. "I like to make my partners feel good, to hear them moan and beg for more."
Leo's breath hitched at Leroy's touch, his eyes darkening with desire.
"Is that so?" he murmured, his voice thick with anticipation.
Leroy nodded, his hand sliding down to cup Leo's jaw, his fingers gripping gently. "Yes, it is. I want to hear you moan for me, Leo. I want to make you feel things you've never felt before."
Leo's lips parted slightly, a soft sigh escaping as he leaned into Leroy's touch. "I'm all yours," he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.
A slow smile spread across Leroy's face, his eyes gleaming in the darkness.
"Good. Because I'm going to make you feel so fucking good, Leo. You won't know what hit you." He stepped even closer, his body pressing against Leo's, and he lowered his head to capture Leo's mouth in a slow, sensual kiss. Leo's lips parted under the pressure, and he let out a soft moan, his fingers gripping Leroy's shirt tightly. Leroy deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring Leo's mouth, tasting the remnants of alcohol and the sweetness that was uniquely Leo. He could feel Leo's body melting against his, and he knew that he was having the desired effect.
Leroy's free hand began to explore Leo's body, tracing the curve of his shoulder, the line of his neck, and finally resting on his chest. He could feel Leo's heart beating rapidly under his palm, and it excited him even more.
Leo's hands began to wander as well, sliding over Leroy's broad chest and down to his stomach. He could feel the soft layer of fat under his fingers, and it made him smile. Leroy was big, but he was also surprisingly soft. He could feel the heat radiating off of Leroy's body, and it made him want to get even closer.
He wanted to feel Leroy's weight on top of him, wanted to feel every inch of his body pressing against his own. He broke away from the kiss, breathing heavily, and whispered, "Lie down on top of me. I want to feel you."
Leroy grinned, his eyes gleaming in the darkness. He obliged, climbing on top of Leo and settling his weight onto him. Leo let out a soft sigh of contentment as he felt Leroy's body pressing against his, the heat and weight of him sending waves of pleasure through his body.
Leo wrapped his arms around Leroy's neck, pulling him down for another kiss.
This time, the kiss was slower, softer, a tender exploration of each other's mouths. Leroy's body was large and heavy on top of him, but Leo reveled in the feeling of being pinned down, of being taken. He could feel Leroy's cock pressing against his own, even through their jeans, and he let out a soft moan into the kiss.
Leroy broke away from the kiss, panting softly. "You like that, don't you? You like feeling me on top of you," he murmured, his voice a low growl.
Leo nodded, his eyes fluttering closed. "Mm-hmm.
I do," Leo confirmed, his voice breathy. He opened his eyes and met Leroy's gaze, a small, playful smile playing on his lips. "But I think it's time to take things up a notch, don't you?"
Leroy chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that vibrated through his chest. And what do you have in mind?"
Leo reached up and gently tugged on Leroy's shirt, pulling it up and over his head. "I want to see you.
But keep your boxers on Leo said- I want to ruin them
." Leo's eyes were filled with a mix of mischief and desire, and Leroy couldn't help but grin at the challenge in his voice. "You're a naughty little tease, aren't you?" Leroy growled, his voice thick with lust. He quickly undid his jeans, shoving them down his thick thighs but kept his boxers on and started rubbing his erecting against Leo's through their boxers . Leo let out a low moan, his hips arching up to meet Leroy's thrusts. "I wouldn't say I'm a tease, Leroy. I just know what I want, and I'm not afraid to ask for it," Leo replied, his voice breathless as Leroy continued to grind against him.
Leroy chuckled, his breath coming in short gasps. "Oh, I like that. I like a man who knows what he wants. Now, what do you say we get rid of these?" Leroy said, gesturing to their boxers.
"And maybe ruin them a little bit?"
Leo grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "I like the way you think, Leroy. Let's do it."
Leroy pulled back, sitting up on his knees and gripping the waistband of Leo's boxers. He slowly peeled them down, revealing Leo's semi-hard cock. He admired the sight for a moment, tracing the length of it with his fingertips. "Nice," he murmured appreciatively.
"All for you, Leo. He admired the slight curve of Leo's cock, the way it jutted out from his body. He could see the anticipation in Leo's eyes, the way he was biting his lower lip. Leroy knew that he wanted this, wanted to feel every inch of him.
He ran his hands up Leo's thighs, feeling the softness of his skin, the way his thighs spread open for him. He could see the roundness of Leo's stomach, the way his skin jiggled slightly as he shifted his weight.
Leroy loved the sight of a man who wasn't afraid to show his curves, to be comfortable in his own skin. He ran his hands over Leo's hips, tracing the indentation at his waist before moving up to his chest. He could feel the softness of Leo's body, the way his chest expanded and contracted with each breath.
Leroy leaned down, his massive body pressing against Leo's, and captured his mouth in a fierce, passionate kiss. Leo moaned into the kiss, his hands gripping Leroy's shoulders for support.
He could feel Leroy's weight pressing down on him, the heat radiating off his body, and it sent shivers of pleasure down his spine. He could feel the softness of Leroy's body, the way it conformed to his own, the gentle give of his belly and the solid strength of his chest. He loved the way Leroy felt on top of him, the way he swallowed him up with his size and weight. He could feel every inch of Leroy's body, from the press of his belly to the hard muscles of his arms, holding him in place.
His own body seemed to mold itself around Leroy's, the softness of his stomach pressing up against the hard planes of Leroy's torso. It was a sensation he hadn't experienced before, this feeling of being enveloped, of being almost overwhelmed by another person.
Leroy broke away from the kiss, his breath coming in short gasps as he trailed his lips down Leo's neck, nipping and sucking at the soft skin. He could taste the saltiness of Leo's sweat, could smell the faint scent of his cologne and the alcohol mingling with the smell of his own arousal.
He loved how Leo's body felt under his, the soft give of his belly, the slight jiggle of his thighs, the way his hips moved to meet his thrusts. He could feel Leo's cock, hard and ready, pressing against his own.
Leroy's hands roamed Leo's body, tracing the curves and indentations, the softness and the firmness. He gripped Leo's hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, as he began to grind against him. Leo moaned, his hips moving in sync with Leroy's, his breath coming in short gasps.
He could feel every inch of Leroy's body pressing against his own, could feel the heat and the weight of him, the way his body seemed to envelop him completely. He loved the feeling of being taken, of being overwhelmed by another person. He could feel Leroy's hands on his body, gripping his hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. He could feel the hardness of Leroy's cock pressing against his own, could feel the heat and the friction of their bodies moving together.
Leroy's breath hitched as he felt Leo's body responding to his touch, to the rhythm of his hips.
He could feel the heat building between them, the friction of their bodies, the slow, sensual grind of their cocks. He loved the way Leo's body moved with his, the way his hips arched to meet his thrusts, the way his breath hitched with every roll of his hips. He could feel the softness of Leo's body giving way to the hard planes of his own, the way his belly jiggled slightly with each movement, the way his thighs spread open to accept him.
"You feel so good, Leo," Leroy murmured, his voice thick with desire. Leo grabbed Leroy's man boobs and started squeezing them, loving the way they jiggled in his hands.
"I can feel every inch of you, pressing against me," Leo panted, his own cock throbbing with need.
Leroy groaned, his hips moving faster, his massive body creating a delicious friction against Leo's. He loved the feel of Leo's soft, round body beneath him, the way his belly jiggled with every thrust.
Leo's fingers dug into Leroy's flesh, his nails leaving light marks on his chest. "Harder, Leroy," Leo begged, his voice hoarse. Leroy grabbed his discarded boxers and pushed them into Leo's face
, making him inhale the scent of his sweat and arousal. "Ruin them, Leroy. Make them smell like us."
Leroy grunted, his hips moving faster, his massive body creating a delicious friction against Leo's.
"You want it hard, baby? You want to feel every inch of me?" Leroy growled, his voice thick with lust as he pushed Leo's boxers back into his face, making him inhale the scent of his sweat and arousal.
Leo grabbed his own boxers and pushed them
into Leroy's face, returning the favor. The smell of their combined sweat and arousal filled the room, making them both even more turned on. Leroy chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that sent vibrations through his chest. You like the smell of our sweat, the taste of our arousal," he murmured, his hips moving harder and faster against Leo's. Leroy's fat jiggled and buried Leo's cock
between those soft rolls of flesh. Leo moaned, his hips bucking up to meet Leroy's thrusts. "Fuck, yes I do," he panted, his fingers gripping Leroy's flesh tighter, leaving deeper marks.
Leroy growled, his eyes locked onto Leo's as he watched him writhe beneath him, begging for more. He could see the pleasure and desire written all over Leo's face, the way his cheeks were flushed, his eyes half-lidded and glazed over with lust. He loved seeing Leo like this, completely lost in the moment, completely his.
He wanted to make Leo lose control, wanted to see him fall apart. He wanted to hear him scream and beg and beg for more.
Leroy's hips moved faster, his body slamming into Leo's with brute force, making Leo's body jiggle and shake with each thrust. Leo was panting now, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps, his body tensing and arching with each punishing thrust.
"Fuck, Leroy, harder!" Leo screamed, his voice echoing off the walls of the small room. "I want to feel you ruin me. Put these on Leroy commanded pointing to Leroy's boxers .
Leo looked at the boxers and smiled, a wicked glint in his eyes. "With pleasure," he said, taking the boxers from Leroy and putting them on, the fabric hanging loose on his hips. Leroy grabbed Leo's boxers and put them on, sitting very tight on his body as he was a lot heavier than Leo.
Leroy's cock was still rock hard, protruding through the fabric, creating a clear outline of its size and shape. Leo's eyes widened as he took in the sight of Leroy in his boxers, his body a sight to behold.
"Fuck, Leroy, you look incredible," Leo breathed, his eyes roaming over Leroy's body. The boxers did little to conceal Leroy's size, the fabric stretching taut over his belly and thighs.
Leo couldn’t help but run his hands over Leroy's body, feeling the curves and dips, the softness and the firmness. He loved the way Leroy's body felt under his touch, the way he could feel every inch of him, from the firm muscles of his shoulders to the soft give of his belly.
"Damn, Leo, your hands feel fucking amazing," Leroy groaned, his head falling back as Leo continued to explore his body.
"You feel so good, Leroy. So different from anyone I've been with before," Leo murmured, his voice thick with appreciation. "I want to make each other cum in each other's boxers so we can feel each other", Leroy said whilst grinding against Leo
.
Leo nodded, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I like where your head is at, big boy," he said, his voice a low purr. He sat up, pushing Leroy back onto the bed, straddling him. Leroy's massive chest heaved with anticipation as Leo reached down, his hands gripping Leroy's cock through his own boxers
, feeling its size and heat. Leroy's eyes fluttered closed, a low groan escaping him as Leo's hands began to move, stroking him through the fabric. Leo could feel the thick, heavy length of Leroy's cock, the way it pulsed and throbbed under his touch. He loved the feel of it, the way it seemed to fill his hands completely.
Leo bent down, his tongue tracing a line from Leroy's collarbone down to his navel, tasting the saltiness of his skin. He could feel Leroy's body shuddering beneath him, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
Leo continued his journey south, his tongue dipping into Leroy's navel, tasting the slight tang of sweat and the musky scent of his arousal. He felt Leroy's hands grip his hips, guiding him lower, urging him to continue.
Should we 69 with our boxers on, Leroy asked?
That sounds hot as hell, Leo replied, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
Leo pushed himself up from Leroy's chest and straddled his face, his ass in the air as he positioned himself above Leroy's mouth. Leroy looked up at the sight of Leo's boxers pulled tight against his ass, the fabric stretching taut over his curves. He could see the dimples in Leo's lower back, the way his hips flared out, the softness of his belly pressing against his thighs.
He loved the sight of Leo's body, the way it was soft and round in all the right places, the way his curves begged to be explored. He couldn't wait to taste all of Leo, to make him shiver and moan beneath him.
Leo settled himself over Leroy's face, his legs straddling his head. He could feel the warmth of Leroy's breath on his skin, the soft tickle of his stubble against his inner thighs. He looked down at Leroy, seeing the eager look in his eyes as he gazed up at him.
Leroy reached up, his hands gripping Leo's hips, pulling him down further onto his face. Leo moaned, the feeling of Leroy's breath on his skin sending shivers down his spine. He could feel the heat of Leroy's mouth as it pressed against his boxers, the sensation of his tongue tracing the outline of his cock through the fabric.
Leo let out a low moan, his hips moving slightly, grinding against Leroy's face. He could feel the friction of the fabric against his cock, the heat of Leroy's mouth making him harder than he had ever been before.
He loved the feeling of Leroy's stubble against his thighs, the roughness of it sending shivers down his spine. He could feel Leroy's tongue, tracing the outline of his cock through the fabric, the sensation driving him wild.
"Fuck, Leroy, that feels incredible," Leo moaned, his hips moving faster, grinding against Leroy's face. He could feel the tension building in his body, the pleasure coiling tight in his core. He was close, so close to the edge. He needed more, needed Leroy to take him all the way.
He needed that release, that satisfaction that only Leroy could give him. He felt Leroy's hands grip his hips tighter, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulled Leo down harder onto his face. Leo gasped, the sudden movement sending a jolt of pleasure through his body. He could feel Leroy's tongue, now no longer tracing, but pushing through the fabric of his boxers, seeking out his cock.
Leroy's lips parted, his mouth opening wide to take in as much of Leo as he could. He could taste the saltiness of Leo's sweat, the musky scent of his arousal filling his nostrils.
He loved the feel of Leo's body on top of him, the weight of him pressing down, the softness of his round belly and thick thighs pressing against his face. He could feel Leo's cock, hard and insistent, pressing against his tongue through the fabric of his boxers. Leroy's own cock was straining against the fabric of his boxers, aching with need as he took Leo in.
Leo pushed down harder, moaning as Leroy's tongue found the head of his cock through the fabric, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through his body.
He could feel the heat of Leroy's mouth, the wetness of his tongue, and it was driving him wild. He looked down at Leroy, seeing his face buried in his crotch, his cheeks pressed against his ass, his stubble brushing against his inner thighs. It was an erotic sight, one that sent a thrill of excitement through him.
He took one hand off Leroy's hip and reached back, grabbing a handful of Leroy's hair, guiding him, encouraging him to take more. Leroy moaned into the fabric, the vibrations sending shivers through Leo's body. On the other end of the 69, Leo was enjoying the sensation of Leroy's boxers against his own face, inhaling the pungent scent of his sweat and arousal.
He could feel the thickness of Leroy's cock through the fabric, the shape and size of it making his mouth water with anticipation. He knew that Leroy was big, that he had a lot to offer, and he was eager to take it all.
He began to stroke Leroy through his boxers, his hand moving up and down the length of his cock. He could feel the heat of it, the way it pulsed and throbbed under his touch. He loved the sensation, the way the fabric stretched taut over Leroy's size, the sound of Leroy's moans vibrating against his own cock.
He could feel Leroy's hips moving, his body grinding against him as he took Leo in. He loved the feeling of Leroy's boxers against his face, the way the fabric stretched tight over his cock, the way it rubbed against his skin. He loved the musky scent of Leroy's arousal, the way it filled his nostrils, making him dizzy with desire.
He reached up, his hand gripping Leroy's hip, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulled him closer.
He could feel Leroy's body shifting beneath him, his hips moving in rhythm with Leo's hand, his cock pulsing against the fabric of his boxers.
Leo felt Leroy's mouth envelop his cock, his tongue pushing through the fabric, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. He moaned, his hips moving faster, grinding against Leroy's face, his fingers digging into Leroy's soft flesh.
The weight of Leo's body pressing down on him, the heat of his mouth, and the taste of his sweat and arousal were driving Leroy wild. He could feel the tension building in his own body, the pleasure coiling tight in his core. He wanted to make Leo come undone, to feel him shatter beneath him.
Leroy's hands gripped Leo's hips tighter, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulled him down harder onto his face. Leroy's tongue was relentless, pushing through the fabric, seeking out every inch of Leo's cock.
He could taste the pre-cum, salty and sweet, leaking through the wet fabric. It was enough to make him growl with hunger. He wanted more, needed more. He wanted to taste Leo, to feel him come undone in his mouth.
His own cock was aching, the fabric of his boxers rubbing against it with each movement of Leo's hand. He could feel the heat building, the pleasure coiling tight in his belly. But he wanted to wait, wanted to make Leo come first.
Leo's breath was coming in short, ragged gasps.
The sensation of Leroy's tongue pushing through his boxers, the heat of his mouth, the wetness of his tongue, was driving him to the brink of madness. He could feel the pressure building inside him, his body tensing with the effort to hold back. But he didn't want to hold back. He wanted to let go, wanted to feel the release that only Leroy could give him.
He could feel Leroy's hands gripping his hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, pulling him down harder onto his face. The sudden movement sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he couldn't hold back any longer.
He threw his head back and screamed, his body convulsing as his orgasm ripped through him. Leroy felt the hot, sticky evidence of Leo's pleasure seeping through the fabric of his boxers, and it pushed him over the edge. He groaned, his cock pulsing as he came, filling his boxers with his own release.
Leo collapsed onto the bed, his body trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm. Leroy, still buried between his legs, placed gentle kisses on his inner thighs before pulling away and sitting up. He looked down at Leo, his chest heaving with exertion, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. Now let's change boxers again - Leroy said given Leo his own cumstained boxers whilst Leo did the same with Leroy's boxers.
Leroy felt the familiar feeling of his own boxers but with the added bonus of the warmth of Leo's release. When he put them on Leo's cum mixed with the remnants of his own
. It was an erotic feeling, knowing that Leo's pleasure was now part of him.
"Feels fucking amazing, doesn't it?" Leroy asked, his voice a low growl as he adjusted himself.
Leo nodded, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. "Yeah, it really does," he agreed, looking down at his own boxers, now marked with Leroy's release. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, knowing that he was wearing a part of Leroy. Now let's celebrate Leroy said and got a bottle of vodka out- they demolished it within 30 minutes and Leo swayed more than walked as he got back up
to rejoin the others.
Leroy stood up, his body swaying slightly, but he managed to maintain his balance. He looked down at Leo, who was leaning heavily on him, a silly grin on his face.
"You did good, Leo. Real good," Leroy said, his voice thick with alcohol and satisfaction. He put an arm around Leo's shoulder, helping to steady him.
Leo laughed, a high-pitched sound that was almost a giggle. "Yeah, we did good," he agreed, his voice slurred. He looked up at Leroy, his eyes half-lidded and glazed with alcohol. They walked back to the living room where Leo immediately lent on Emily to keep himself upright but also make out with her . Leroy watched them for a moment, a small smile playing on his lips. He liked seeing Leo like this, carefree and happy. He knew that Leo usually kept a lot of himself hidden away, but tonight, he was letting loose. He brought them both a drink and they both slurred a thank you .
Leroy grinned and surveyed the room. The party was in full swing now, the air thick with the scent of sweat, alcohol, and arousal. Emily and Leo were making out on the couch, their bodies entwined, their hands roaming over each other's bodies.
Emily's hands were in Leo's hair, her fingers gripping tightly as she pulled him closer, her tongue exploring his mouth. Leo's hands were on Emily's hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he ground against her.
Leroy watched them for a moment, his own body responding to the sight.
He could feel his cock starting to harden again, the alcohol and the heat of the room making him lightheaded with desire. He took a swig from his glass, feeling the burn of the vodka in his throat.
He turned his attention to the rest of the room. He walked up to Reed who seemed quite drunk and was slumped against the wall, her eyes half-closed.
"Hey, man, you alright?" Leroy asked, clapping a hand on Reed's shoulder.
Reed looked up at him, her eyes bleary. "Yeah, just... just enjoying the party," she slurred, a small smile playing on her lips.
Leroy grinned. "Of course, you are. You want a refill?"
Reed nodded, his hand fumbling with his glass. Leroy chuckled and took the glass from her.
"No problem, Reed. You just sit tight and enjoy the party. I'll be right back." He turned to Emily, who was still making out with Leo on the couch. "Hey, Em, can you keep an eye on Reed for a sec? Make sure she doesn't wander off?"
Emily pulled away from Leo's lips long enough to respond. "Of course, Leroy. Don't worry about us, we're just having fun." She winked at him, and Leroy laughed as he walked away, twisting through the crowd to get to the kitchen.
He filled three glasses with vodka and headed back, navigating the sea of bodies with practiced ease. He handed a glass to Emily and Reed, who were now sitting on the couch together, their shoulders pressed close, their heads bent towards each other.
"Here you go, ladies. Drink up, but don't get too drunk," he said. Might be a bit too late for that Reed slurred
and took a big gulp from her glass. Leroy's eyes roamed over their bodies, appreciating the soft curves and the way their clothes hugged their figures. Reed was voluptuous, her curves accentuated by the tight black dress she wore, her ample bosom heaving with each breath.
Emily, despite her petite frame, had a lushness to her that was impossible to ignore. Her dress was a vibrant red, clinging to her body in all the right places, showcasing her hourglass figure. Leroy couldn't help but imagine what was underneath, the softness of their skin, the feel of their bodies pressed against his.
Suddenly he felt Reed's hand
on his thigh, squeezing gently. "You like what you see, Leroy?" she asked, her voice a low purr. She took another sip of her drink, her eyes locked onto his. Leroy felt a shiver run down his spine. He liked this side of Reed, the confident, seductive side that seemed to have emerged with the alcohol.
"Very much so," he replied, his voice low. He placed his glass on the side table and turned to face Reed, his body blocking out the rest of the room.
He could see the slight sheen of sweat on her skin, the way her chest rose and fell with each breath, the swell of her cleavage visible through the low neckline of her dress. He could smell the faint scent of her perfume, a sweet, floral aroma that was intoxicating.
"You're looking very beautiful tonight, Reed," Leroy said, his voice soft yet commanding. He reached out, his hand cupping her face, his thumb tracing the line of her jaw. She leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed briefly before meeting his gaze again.
"Thank you, Leroy. You're not so bad yourself," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. She reached up, her hand tracing the line of his jaw, her fingers brushing against the stubble that adorned it. Leroy's lips curled into a slow, sultry smile, his eyes never leaving hers. He loved the way she looked at him, with a mix of desire and confidence that made him harder than he already was.
He let his hand slip from her cheek, his fingers trailing down her neck, over her collarbone, and finally coming to rest on her shoulder.
He could feel the heat of her skin through the fabric of her dress, could see the slight tremble of her body as he touched her.
Leroy's hand began to explore, tracing the curve of her shoulder, the swell of her breast, the softness of her stomach. Reed's breath hitched as his hand moved lower, his fingers brushing against the hem of her dress, the soft skin of her thigh. She shifted slightly, her body pressing against his hand, encouraging him. Leroy's eyes were drawn to her lips, the way they parted slightly as he touched her, the way her tongue darted out to wet them.
He bent down, his lips capturing hers in a slow, deep kiss. Reed sighed into the kiss, her hand gripping his arm tightly as she pressed herself against him. Leroy's hand continued to explore her body, his fingers tracing the curves and dips, the softness and the firmness. He cupped her breast, feeling the weight of it in his palm, the stiffness of her nipple pressing against his skin. Reed moaned softly into the kiss, her body arching into his touch. Leroy's hand moved lower, his fingers tracing the line of her stomach, the softness of her belly. I'll come with you to the bedroom in exchange for a bottl3 of vodka, Reed slurred, her hand now firmly exploring Leroy's crotch , feeling the hardness and size of his cock through his jeans.
Leroy's eyes darkened with lust as he looked down at her, a wicked grin spreading across his face. You drive a hard bargain, baby. But I think I can arrange that, he growled, his voice thick with desire.
He took her hand, carefully guiding her to her feet. She swayed slightly, but Leroy kept her steady, his arm wrapped firmly around her waist.
Emily looked up as they passed, a knowing smile spreading across her face. She leaned into Leo, whispering something in his ear that made him laugh.
His hand drifted down to her ass, squeezing gently before giving it a playful smack. Reed jumped slightly, her breath hitching with surprise, but her eyes gleamed with excitement. "Come on, big boy," she said, turning to lead him towards the bedroom. Leo's eyes roamed over her body, appreciating the sway of her hips, the curve of her ass, the way her dress hugged her figure. He admired the elegance of her posture, the way she carried herself with confidence and grace.
As they entered the bedroom, Reed quickly closed the door behind them, leaving the rest of the party behind.
The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting long shadows across the walls. The bed was large, the comforter rumpled and inviting. Reed turned to face Leroy, her hands already reaching for the zipper of her dress.
"So, where's that vodka you promised?" Reed asked. Leroy's eyes were drawn to her hands, watching as she slowly began to pull down the zipper, revealing the curve of her back, the softness of her skin. He could see the faint trace of her bra, the way it hugged her body, accentuating her curves.
He loved the sight of her in her underwear, the way her body was soft and round in all the right places. He admired the way her hips flared out, the slight jiggle of her belly as she moved. He could see the swell of her breasts, the way her bra pushed them up, presenting them perfectly.
"Patience, Reed," Leroy growled, his voice thick with desire. He stepped closer to her, his body pressing against hers, his hands reaching up to cup her breasts through the fabric of her bra. Reed moaned softly, her head falling back as she arched into his touch.
Leroy groaned in response, his thumbs rubbing against her nipples through the lace of her bra, feeling them harden under his touch. "You feel so fucking good," he murmured, his voice low and husky. He bent his head, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking and nipping through the fabric of her bra.
Reed's hands gripped his hair, pulling him closer, urging him on. She gasped as he switched to her other nipple, giving it the same treatment. Leroy's hands moved lower, his fingers dancing over the soft skin of her stomach, tracing the line of her hip.
He could feel the supple give of her body, the way her skin jiggled slightly with each touch. He loved the softness of her, the way her body yielded to his touch, inviting him to explore further.
Reed's hands roamed over Leroy's body, tracing the hard lines of his muscles, the softness of his belly. She could feel the heat radiating off him, the way his body was solid and unyielding beneath her touch. She loved the contrast of their bodies, the way her soft curves met his hard edges.
Leroy's hands found the waistband of her panties, his fingers hooking into the fabric.
He tugged gently, pulling them down her thighs, tracing the curve of her hips, the swell of her belly, the softness of her inner thighs. Reed stepped out of her panties, her body now clad only in her bra and heels. Leroy looked her up and down, his eyes roaming over her body, appreciating the curve of her hips, the roundness of her belly, the softness of her thighs.
"You're so fucking beautiful, Reed," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. Now where is my vodka, Reed slurred barely eligible with all the alcohol she had drunk tonight.
Leroy smirked and reached into his back pocket, pulling out a small bottle of vodka, still cold from the freezer. He held it up as if presenting a trophy, his eyes gleaming with amusement. Reed's eyes widened with delight and she snatched the bottle from his hand, taking a long swig before handing it back to him. Leroy chuckled and took a swig himself, his eyes never leaving hers.
"Let's get you out of this," he said, nodding towards her bra. Reed grinned, her fingers already reaching for the clasp at her back.
She turned slightly, giving Leroy a teasing glimpse of her cleavage as she slowly unhooked her bra. The fabric loosened, and she let it slide down her arms, her breasts swaying slightly as they were finally freed.
Leroy's breath hitched as he watched, his eyes darkening with lust. He could see the softness of her breasts, the way they jiggled slightly with each movement, the darker skin around her nipples, so enticingly different from the rest of her. He admired the way her body carried its softness with confidence, the way her curves begged to be touched, to be explored. Reed finished the last bit of the vodka, stumbling into Leroy's arms . "I think I need to lie down," she slurred, her eyes heavy with alcohol and desire.
Leroy chuckled, his massive hands wrapping around her waist, helping to steady her. "I think that's a great idea," he murmured, his voice low and husky with lust. He led her to the bed, sitting her down gently before climbing onto the mattress beside her. She leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder, her hand resting on his thigh.
"You're so big, Leroy," she murmured, her fingers tracing the line of his jeans, feeling the hardness of his cock through the fabric.
"You're a real man, aren't you?"
Leroy grinned, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest. "I aim to please, baby," he replied, his hands moving to her breasts, cupping them gently, his thumbs rubbing against her nipples. Reed moaned softly, her body arching into his touch, her hips pressing against his.
"Stand up," Leroy commanded, his voice low and authoritative. Reed did as she was told, her body swaying slightly as she climbed to her feet. Leroy stood as well, his body towering over hers. He reached out, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her close.
"Now, turn around and bend over," he instructed, his voice a low growl. Reed complied, her body swaying slightly as she turned and bent at the waist, her hands bracing herself on the bed. Leroy admired the view before him, the curve of her back, the swell of her ass, the softness of her thighs. He ran his hands over her body, tracing the curves and indentations, the softness and the firmness. He felt the jiggle of her belly as she shifted, the way her hips flared out, inviting him in.
He unbuckled his belt, the leather sliding through the loops with a soft sigh. Reed looked back at him, her eyes dark with desire, her breath coming in shallow gasps from desire but especially from alcohol . Leroy's hands moved to the button of his jeans, his thumbs tracing the line of her waist as he undid it. He pushed his jeans down, letting them fall to the floor, leaving him clad only in his boxers. Reed could see the outline of his cock through the fabric, the size and shape of it making her mouth water. He could see the big splat on front of his boxers where Leo had cum earlier . "You wore Leo's load well, Leroy," Reed murmured, her voice husky with lust. Leroy chuckled, a low, primitive sound that sent a shiver down Reed's spine. "He's a generous man," he said, his hands gripping her hips tighter, his thumbs tracing the edges of her underwear. Reed gasped as she felt Leroy's cock pressing against her ass, the fabric of his boxers doing little to conceal its size. "I can feel that," she murmured, her voice breathless. Leroy's hands moved lower, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass, gripping and squeezing. I need more Vodka, Reed slurred, her brain foggy from all the alcohol she had consumed, her body on fire with desire. I want to feel you inside me, Reed said, her voice raw with need.
Leroy obliged, pulling away from her for a moment to retrieve the bottle of vodka from the bedside table. He took a swig, letting the burn of the alcohol coat his throat before offering the bottle to Reed. She took it eagerly, the liquid spilling down her chin as she drank. She felt the effects of the alcohol immediately, her head spinning and her body tingling with a heightened sense of arousal. She turned back to Leroy, her eyes glazed with desire and alcohol. "I want you, Leroy," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want you to fuck me hard."
Leroy growled in response, his hands gripping her hips tighter, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. He could feel the heat radiating off her, the way her body was soft and pliant beneath his touch. He loved the way her body yielded to him, the way she was so eager and willing.
He pushed her underwear down her thighs, his hands tracing the soft curves of her ass, the roundness of her hips, the swell of her belly. He could see the wetness glistening between her thighs, the evidence of her desire, and it made his cock throb with need. "You're so fucking wet, Reed," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "You want this cock, don't you?" Reed moaned in response, her body pushing back against him, inviting him in. "Yes, Leroy. I want you to fuck me.
Hard," Reed repeated, her voice thick with desire and alcohol. She wiggled her ass, inviting Leroy to take her, to claim her body as his own.
Leroy obliged, his massive hands tightening on her hips as he lined up his cock with her entrance. Reed felt the thick head of his cock pressing against her, and she gasped at the sensation. She was so wet, so ready, but Leroy was so big, stretching her to her limits.
"You're so tight, Reed," Leroy growled, his voice a low rumble in his chest.
He could feel the resistance of her body, the way she stretched to accommodate him. He knew he was big, knew that he would fill her completely, and he loved the sensation of her body yielding to him.
He thrust forward, his hips moving slowly, purposefully, as he eased his way inside her. Reed gasped, her body tensing as she adjusted to the size of him. She could feel every inch of him, the way he stretched her, the way he filled her completely. She could feel the thickness of him, the heat of him, and it was almost too much.
"Fuck, Leroy," Reed moaned, her voice a low, guttural sound.
"You're so fucking big."
Leroy chuckled, a low, deep sound that vibrated against Reed's back. "You can take it, baby," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "You're doing so good."
He rocked his hips, slowly at first, allowing Reed to adjust to his size. She gripped the bedsheets beneath her, her knuckles turning white with the effort of holding on.
Leroy groaned, the sound low and primal.
He could feel Reed's body giving way beneath him, the softness of her ass, the jiggle of her belly, the wetness of her pussy enveloping his cock. He loved the sensation, the way her body yielded to him, the way she took every inch of him. He began to move, his hips rocking slowly back and forth, his cock sliding in and out of her. Reed moaned, her body pressing back against him, encouraging him to go deeper, to move faster. Leroy obliged, his hips picking up the pace, his cock sliding in and out of her with more force, more urgency.
Each thrust sent a jolt of pleasure through Reed's body, her moans filling the room like a symphony of desire. Leroy's hands gripped her hips tighter, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, leaving temporary indentations with each thrust.
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