After three long ass pounding pain riddled minutes had passed, Justin’s ass either became numb to the pain, or it finally accepted Jim’s cock. Ken walked up to Justin in which Justin immediately rose to his feet and saluted. Before Justin had time to react to the sudden anal invasion, Jim leaned over and engulfed all six slender inches, burying his nose in the soft patch of precious pubic hair. His eyes peered down to his erect cock and he smacked his lips with mild disgust as to its overall slenderness. It felt as though his cock was being assaulted as if caught in the clutches of one very pissed off, and hungry, anaconda. In his mind, the hairier the better and he really didn’t care about their age just as long as they were older. When Jim swallowed the first sampling, his grunting moans was evident of his approval of the taste he was now basking in. To Jim, Justin’s cock was the vision of immortal perfection, straining ever so graciously out from his chiseled body,
