Big hands yanked my hips up until my ass was high in the air and my chest pressed into the mattress. My wrists stayed tied to the headboard, stretched tight above me. The blindfold kept everything black, but I could feel them moving around me, their heat, their size, and their hunger.

Jamal climbed behind me first. His thick cock slapped against my hole once, twice, and then pushed in with one hard thrust. No slow start this time. He buried all the way to the balls in a single stroke. 

I screamed into the pillow. 

The stretch was even bigger than Marcus, the angle hitting my prostate dead on....