Inside my bedroom, I began tearing my clothes off, not caring where they went. Get naked, get naked now, and on that bed!

Gary was behind me and while he moved more sedately, he was more skilled at this undressing in unfamiliar environments. A demure unbuttoning, a lithe slither and he was bare to the waist. His shoes he had kicked off and as I watched those hands reach to that so-slender waist and undo the belt and then the button at the top, I nearly creamed, just from the sight of that beautiful body, sleek, golden-toned, every muscle highlighted in silver sheen, topped with a smile that the devil must wear when he’s gathering in a new soul. And I was ready to sign on the dotted line if I could just get that body back in my arms and nude!

His hands removed the last of his clothing and he was revealed in all his glory. Major Glory! That was my instant title of honor for his dong. Like everything else about Gary, it was perfect. If you can imagine perfection in a pud that was cut, bulb-tipped, smooth-skinned, velvet-toned and arcing so-slightly upwards over a distance of nearly ten inches, all of it warm and begging for attention.

My own more modest endowment was pointing eagerly Gary’s way like a puppy panting at the prospect of a playmate. And Gary stood there looking like a god.

And he suddenly grinned and dropped down into a crouch, his arms swinging loosely, and he gave out some “ook-ook-ook-ook” sounds. I had to laugh at that. Crazed monkey sex is what I’d asked for, and Gary was about to deliver!

He waddled over to me and with his lips pursed outwards in monkey-like fashion, he closed upon my prick, and as I laughed at his antics, those lips latched onto my cock and sucked it in and suddenly I had monkey-love working my dick for all it was worth!

“Oh, G-o-o-o-o-d!” I moaned as his mouth showed it was as perfectly talented as everything else about him. He had my dong throbbing in no time and I had to pull away before I shot my wad into his mouth at only three minutes and counting!

But I pulled it out with an audible pop and gasped, gulping hard. “My turn to be the monkey!”

Gary laid down on the bed and displayed his body for me, arms away from his body, legs splayed wide, prong standing proudly, royally tall above him. “So start swinging.”

Illustration of Crazed Monkeys I shuddered as I crawled between those beautiful legs, as I grasped that lovely dong, as I pushed my lips down upon and over it as gently as if this masterpiece of manhood would shatter if ill-handled.

And as I enveloped the glans and began to slide my mouth over the shaft beneath, Gary sighed softly. “Uuuuuuuuh!”

That small sound triggered something in me. I had Gary in my bed, under my body, nude and available and willing. I had paid my last cent to get him here, but he was here and he was mine.

So when I reached my depth, capturing only about half that long prong, I pulled up and the warm liquid precome gushed onto my tongue, I suddenly caught the monkey-urge and began to lunge up and down upon him rapidly, milking him fast as my muscles could move my head and neck, wanting it, all of it, now, right now!

“Oh, uhhh, gahhhh, huhhhh, guhhhh, huuuhhh!” Gary gabbled as I pounded him with my mouth. “God, man, yeah, hot monkey sex, go crazy, man, go crazy! Take it, take it all, harder, man, harder, faster, be my hot monkey, be my hot monkey!”

Gary’s legs came up and rested themselves upon my back and when he caught his heels a purchase there, he began to hunch up at me. God, such a hot man, so fucking beautiful and so fucking mine! I caught his legs by the thighs and I hitched at him, hard. My lips slid from that dong, puncturing his soul as he groaned at the loss, no, not now, don’t stop, please! I pulled him down on the bed and then he felt my cock slap at his nuts and he understood as he looked up at me, his eyes glazed, mouth open, dazed, wondering...wanting.

“Monkey sex!” I gasped out. “Monkeys don’t suck cocks. Monkeys fuck ass!”

I waited, but his only answer was, “Shove it in me.”

“Lubrication.” I panted. “On the nightstand, that small bottle with blue cap! Give it to me.”

He passed me the bottle of Lube and I squirted a generous portion onto my palm. His legs remained eagerly upon my shoulders though I no longer held them in thrall. Greased up, my hands returned to their former jobs and my dong searched for his anus. Gary’s hand reached down and guided me to contact point, I felt the hot tucker of flesh upon my tip and I moaned. God, I was so hot, I’d never last.

But monkeys don’t last long, do they? To hell with it, to hell with being the tender lover and the considerate partner, I was going to go postal on this butt. I pushed and it opened for me and I took that as invitation to ram it in deep and hard! Gary was either experienced in male-male sex or hotter than I was, for his ass didn’t put up a single iota of resistance as I drove myself into him to the very hilt!

As my balls touched his ass cheeks, as my pubic hairs brushed his dong, Gary closed his eyes and moaned, “Ohhhhh, yeahhhhh!” His ass was raised up into the air, my knees supporting both our weight.

I began to fuck my bought-and-paid-for bachelor, I had him plugged and now it was time to drive him on home! Crazed monkey time!

“Ook-ook-ook-ook!” I said and he opened his eyes, chuckled.

“Come on, give it to me, monkey-style!”

So I sped-fucked Gary and his whole body shook from the force of my thrusts as I rammed him deep and fast. He just went “Ook-ook-ook-ook-ook!” for me.

“Ook-ook-ook-ook-ook!” I panted out as best I could.

“Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!”

“Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh!”

“Ah-hah-a-hah-a-hah-a!”

“Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!”

“Ah-wah-wah-ah-ah-ah!”

“Ah-ah, GAH, AH-AH, GAH-HAH-AHHHHHH!”

And I was creaming at last. My balls pumped enough jizz into Gary’s ass to float a battleship, I could feel how I was flooding his bowels with a huge load of hot, white jism and it was just so fucking great!”

“Ah! Yeah! Hot monkey, hot monkey! AHA-HAH-AH-AHH-GHHH!!” And Gary’s prick erupted like Mount Vesusius on the day it buried Pompeii, I was splattered, literally drenched from stomach to neck with stingingly hot ropes of sticky spunk from Gary’s prick. So much, so thick, so creamy! Yeah!

Finished, I fell on top of Gary and he went “Oof!” but didn’t complain further about it, he was too busy catching his breath as well, and our bodies were glued together by his come, sealed together into one warm, mixed-up mash of spent male bodies.

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