He pushed in gradually at first, inch by inch, drawing a long, shuddering groan, from the bottom guy, who reached down to fist his own leaking dick, pre-cum beading at the tip and dripping slow on the cushion.

The top guy picked up speed, his hips snapping forward with increasing force, the slap of his thighs against ass cheeks adding to the room's cacophony. A third guy sprawled lazily nearby, one leg draped over the armrest, his hand moving in slow, deliberate pumps over his swollen cock, the skin sliding smoothly while he watched with hooded, lust-filled eyes.

But it was the center of the room that held me captive....