Another task, another elimination. This time Julie got the axe. Wes, who could barely walk in the skintight jeans he had worn for the fashion show, was just happy to be around and to have his friends Shaunda and Deana still around. They weren't that popular with some of the other players and Wes wondered how much longer Hilfiger would keep the three of them in the competition.

Wes was gay, and lived with his longtime partner. The slender brunette tried not to talk a lot about being gay but his flamboyant attitude usually told people all they needed to know.

Felix, the dour Cuban, pursed his sensuous lips in Wes' direction. Or more accurately, Wes' tight ass in those snug blue jeans. Felix missed his girlfriend and the truth was that Wes was prettier than most of the women in the cast. Felix played it cool in life but he was used to having what he wanted. So, without really thinking about it, he pressed his bulge against Wes' rear end. When Wes turned around to ask what was going on, those big brown eyes were swept up in Felix's stormy intense, rugged gaze. He knew what Felix wanted.

Wes sank to his knees and nervously unbuttoned Felix's button-fly jeans. Felix's thick 6 inches popped out, slapping Wes in the face. Inspired, Felix took his length in hand, repeatedly smacking Wes' gaunt cheeks with the flesh tube.

Wes slid the extra layer of skin on the uncut pinga back, exposing the fleshy pink mushroom head. He dove his tongue deep into the slit. Felix groaned and his knees buckled. With a few more swipes of Wes' tongue, he knew he wouldn't last much longer. When Wes deep-throated him, Felix purred in Spanish, shooting his tasty cream down Wes' expert throat.

Wes pushed Felix onto one of the beds in the bedroom they shared, and pushed his bulging crotch between Felix's lush lips. Felix nervously puckered his lips around Wes' plump package, slobbering over the denim. Wes pushed himself out of the tight jeans as best he could, pushing them around his ankles, and started a hot 69 with Felix. The night had just begun, and by the end, Wes was going to do his best to pop Felix's cherry. He wondered whether he would suceed.

As Wes stripped off his clothes and admired himself in the mirror, Felix simmered at the sight of that lightly hairy, toned body. Wes trimmed everything, even his pubic hair. Felix had always heard that trimming your pubes makes your dick look bigger, and in Wes' case, it definitely did. With more pleasure than he expected, Felix learned over the bed, grabbed two handfuls of Wes' tight ass, and resumed going down on him.

"Put your lips over your teeth," Wes hissed. He had already pumped two loads out of Felix so he buried his face in Felix's tight, tanned ass. What a perfect ass he had.

Their slobbering and slopping went on for quite some time, consuming so much of them they didn't even notice a third party enter the room. They didn't notice until clothes began to hit the floor.

"Hey guys - I won't ask and i won't tell, I promise. Just let me join in."

Jeff. Jug-eared Jeff. Ick, thought Wes (Felix was too embarrassed to think anything). Wes was about to say hell no when Jeff took off his undershirt and revealed a surprisingly hairy and rippled upper torso. Wes decided to channel his inner pig. He was never going to meet any of these people again, and he knew he didn't really have a chance to win, so why not? He dove into Jeff's furry armpit, licking, biting and kissing, inhailing, before kissing his way down Jeff's arm and to his broad pecs. Jeff grunted in approval.

"C'mon, Felix, why don't you show me your verga?"

"Verga" (penis) said in such a flat Midwestern drawl made Felix's normally dour expression break into a bit of a chuckle. He rolled over and Jeff whistled at the sight of Felix's thick, uncut meat.

"Suck my cock, Felix."

Jeff's cock was mammoth - over 9 hard and fat inches of manflesh. A lethal weapon. Felix began to lick the veiny shaft, suckling the underside as Wes joined him in worshiping their new god. Jeff beat his chest and then ruffled Felix and Wes' hair. Wes and Felix traded a sneaky glance and before Jeff knew what was happening, he was pushed on the bed and Felix yanked him forward by the bat ears, shoving Jeff down on Felix's tumescent 6 inches.

While Jeff drooled around his first cock, Wes drooled at Felix's tight, beautiful buns. They were even dimpled. He had suckled that hole earlier in the night and it seemed wet enough for him. His own cock was covered in spit and cum. Why not?

"Have you ever been fucked before?" he hissed in Felix's ear.

"I don't get fucked," Felix hissed back.

You do now, Wes thought, as he slammed home. Felix screamed and tried to struggle, but he was held firmly in place. He cursed in Cuban and it was all it took for him to stay conscious. But Wes was hitting all the right spots. When he hit his prostate, Felix whimpered and leaned back on Wes' shoulder. They shared a sweet kiss, tender yet hot, and those soft fingers pinching Felix's sensitive, quarter-sized nips made him shoot his third and final load of the night if Jeff's mouth. Wes then came with a screech, filling up Felix's bubble butt with his first dose of mancream. Wes then pushed Felix over an exhaused Jeff's still-open mouth, leading Jeff to sample those priceless ass juices. Wes debated whether he could take Jeff's one-eyed monster, but he was no stranger to horse dicks, so he took the risk. He screamed and yelled as he rode Jeff like a bronco. Finally Jeff, his cheeks and chin dripping in the mixture of Wes and Felix's cum, blew his load up Wes' practiced hole.

The three men , completely spent, passed out. Before they went to sleep, Wes knew that no matter what happened from now on, his time in the house was unforgettable.

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