My Dreams Came True Fucking Bisexual Legends Wolf Hudson and Steve Rickz
To have a threesome with the King of Bi Porn and my OnlyFans Crush? I can now die a happy man.
Something is undeniably strange when you first meet someone you’ve jacked off to a dozen times before. While you absolutely didn't do anything wrong—in fact, if you were paying for their OnlyFans, you were doing something right—it’s still bizarre.
You have this secret—one that’s inappropriate to share with them. You also can’t help but get aroused since classical conditioning is a bitch. If every time you’ve seen this man beforehand, you’ve touched yourself, popped a boner, and jizzed your face off, when you see him IRL, you’re going to get erect.
Or at least I did when I met my OnlyFans crush IRL, Steve Rickz (SFW). I learned of Steve through Wolf Hudson (SFW). He had shot with Steve before and texted me the video. I saw Steve’s monstrous ass—the type of booty with its own gravitational pull—and fell in love right then and there. Then I saw his cock. He has a thick 8.5-inch dick (NSFW), and after getting over my jealousy that God blessed him in both the front in the back, I think I fainted. More accurately, I immediately subscribed to his bisexual OnlyFans page (NSFW). From there, my crush intensified.
Steve is a vers prince who uses every single gift God bestowed him. He can take a dick in that fat, juicy ass while fucking a tight pussy. He sucks dick. Smothers faces. Eats pussies. Kisses with passion and posts “everyday boy” content, like sitting in a jockstrap, ass out, playing video games.
Now when I went over to hang out with Wolf, the King of Bisexual Porn (NSFW) and one of my favorite people in the world, I didn’t realize Steve was going to be there. Wolf told me that he had filmed with friends who were in from out of town, and they were staying over, but didn’t specify who. He simply asked if it would be okay if they chilled with us.
I was like, “Urgh… If I must hang out with gorgeous bisexual porn stars, I guess I will.” (No, obviously, I did not say that. I was appropriately ecstatic.)
Did the thought arise that we all might fuck? Yes, of course, it did. But when Wolf and I have had threesomes in the past, it’s usually discussed well in advance. I’m going to meet Wolf and his partner for that purpose, and all three of us have texted about it, shared nudes, and discussed what we would like to do together. By that, I mean I’ve texted in all caps: “CAN I BE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAISY CHAIN? WOLF, CUM INSIDE ME WHILE I CUM INSIDE HER, AND THEN LET’S ALL GET MARRIED.”
Excluding matrimony, that is exactly what occurs.
Since this wasn’t as premeditated, I assumed we were not fucking. Also, Wolf told me that they had a day-long bisexual shoot where they fucked one million people over the course of fifty hours (or some such thing). So I assumed they were exhausted and out of semen.
I was oh-so-foolish. It turns out there is a reason these men are two of the most famous porn stars alive. They can just keep going and going.
When I met Steve, he was dressed in a t-shirt and joggers. Nothing fancy, but somehow, it made him hotter. Something about his casual appearance really solidified the boy-next-door vibe. Not that he was trying. He was simply being himself.
He wasn’t super chatty, but to be fair, it’s hard to get a word in edge-wise when Wolf and I have a conversation. We have such a rapport with one another, and yes, sometimes I can talk too much, especially when I’m a little nervous—and I was nervous! I was meeting a crush of mine! I was trying not to get hard looking at his stupid pretty face with his stupid pretty eyes. I had to do everything in my power not to keep “dropping” things in front of him so he’d have to bend over and pick them up. I was juggling a lot of feelings and showing a lot of restraint, okay?!
When Wolf suggested we get burritos, I finally calmed down. There is absolutely no way we’re fucking, I thought. But after consuming a classic LA burrito the size of my thigh, Wolf floated the idea of the three of us heading to the bedroom.
“Goddamn it, Wolf!” I said. “I wouldn’t have scarfed this down if I had known!” Clearly, at the age of [REDACTED], my pre-frontal cortex still isn’t fully developed.
“Zach, it doesn’t shoot out of you right away,” he laughed. “You have time.”
Frankly, I didn’t care either way. Nothing was going to stop me from having a threesome with my crush and one of my favorite people in the world. Besides, Wolf and I had never had sex with another man before. It was always MMFs, so I was excited to have this new experience with him.
We headed to the bedroom, and I immediately got buck-ass naked. I had no chill whatsoever. I wanted, needed, these hunks to ravish me.
Both of them took off their pants and out flopped two meaty cocks. They remained upright on their knees, and I bent over onto all fours. I started by sucking Wolf’s dick, a familiar dick I had sucked before. Intimate with his shape and what he likes, I was able to deepthroat him. Not with ease, he is a big boy, after all, but I persevered. With one of my free hands, I gently teased Steve’s dick, caressing the shaft and the head lightly, causing his dick to pulse.
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