Three Claims

Hey guys! Really appreciate all the support so far! As I have mentioned before, this story has 4 chapters and this is the final one. Please let me know what you think! I have a few more exciting ideas for my next story and I'm excited to start writing them again. In the meantime, enjoy!

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Calum and Alan laid on the bed, staring at each other. The last five hours had been spent with the sexy blonde twink Calum cheating on his boyfriend with the super-confident and attractive 12-inch-dicked jock. Calum was blown away with how good Alan made him feel and cum, and Alan was just as impressed with Calum.

Calum flicked his gaze down to the way Alan's monster cock stood proudly upright as he laid down on his back. He gulped, the sight was still incomprehensible even after he already took that massive cock to the root again and again. He looked up to find the jock studying him intently. Despite the five hours of intense marathon fucking, as they looked at each other's eyes and flushed faces,

they knew.

They knew they were still not satisfied with one another.

"We're not done," Alan said. The jock got up, swinging his leg over Calum's relaxed body and maneuvered his way to pull Calum's legs up in the now-familiar stance.

Calum nodded. "No," he agreed. "We're not even close to being done." His legs instantly pulled up, his body twitched seeing the masculine jock already preparing to fuck him again "I want more of your dick. I can't get enough."

Alan's massive shaft clearly didn't look like it was done either. It was still rock hard, towering from his own large body, ready to fuck now more then ever.

Without a word, Alan flipped Calum over onto his hands and knees. He didn't waste no time. He gripped the smaller man's hips and drove his cock back into Calum's waiting hole, forcing his way in through the tight opening once more.

"Ahhh, fuck!" the twink yelped but quickly got into position, arching his back as he felt himself being stuffed to the limit. He found his grasp on the pillows before him and pushed back on Alan's punishing pole. "Dear Lord... How can you still be

this

hard?"

"You bring out the beast in me, Calum," Alan growled in response. "I'm gonna mark my territory on you. You hear, you better hope you can handle it."

Calum's competitive nature flared up. He wanted to prove that he could handle whatever Alan threw at him. He gripped the pillows tighter and began moving his hips, arching his back even more just to throw himself back at Alan; essentially twerking on Alan's cock making his tight ass jiggle and bounce in exaggerated fashion.

"Dear Lord..." Alan gasped, echoing Calum's words back at him. He was so entranced he had to take a second off from drilling Calum's ass just to admire the view.

"Is that all you've got?" Calum taunted with a clear challenge in his voice. "I thought you said you can make me forget about everything. You're gonna have to do a lot better than that, Alan."

Alan chuckled amusingly, darting his gaze up to where the twink was turning his head at him. "You want better?" he snarled, taunting Calum back. "Oh, I'll give you better. Much better than you can handle."

As if proving his point, he slammed his cock all the way to the root and let his balls rest on Calum's round cheeks. He watched the twink gasp for a couple seconds before he made another balls-deep thrust that made Calum moan.

"Th-that...'s, fuck, so good... More!"

Alan smiled smugly and, wanting to drive his point more, he repositioned himself. He got up and placed his feet flat on the bed, leaning forward to change his angles. He gripped Calum's hips tightly as he began to pound into the writhing gasping twink with ruthless intensity in wild bulldog position.

Calum felt his balance taken away slowly with every brutal thrusts. His upper body was slowly forced down onto the mattress with his ass remaining high in the air and in Alan's harsh grip. The horny twink desperately tighten his grip on the pillows until his knuckles turned white and every inch of muscle contracted from the brutality of Alan's ruthless fucking. "Fuck... fuck... FUCK!" Calum screamed loud, "Fucking hell, Alan!"

"YOU ASKED FOR THIS, YOU LITTLE FUCK SLUT!" Alan roared and only sped up his thrusts even more. The sound of his massive swinging balls slapping against Calum's bubble butt echoed all around them.

"YES YES YESSSS!!!!"

Calum screamed carelessly and Alan had no desire to hold back on him. He now knew Calum was a hungry greedy slut and that he could TAKE IT.

"TAKE IT, YOU CHEATING LIL' BITCH!" Alan snarled. "TAKE EVERY FUCKING INCH! YOUR BOYFRIEND CAN NEVER FUCK YOU LIKE THIS!"

"Oh God.... ALAN!"

Calum turned his head and bit the pillow he was holding. His face was red from the heat and contraction. This fuck was even more brutal than before, like Alan wanted to fuck his throat from his ass! Suddenly he heard Alan grunting in effort behind him and he anticipated any other maneuver the jock had in store.

Alan wrapped an arm around Calum's torso and forcefully hauled the smaller man up to his feet. With both of them now standing up on the bed, Alan kicked Calum's legs apart and wrapped his hands around the blonde's hips, holding him in place and with no further warning began to fuck the twink standing up.

Calum's hands flew out to brace himself against the wall, his fingers splayed for balance as Alan's massive cock pounded into him from behind. The new position allowed Alan's feet to act as a purchase for him to balance himself from how hard he was fucking the knockout twink.

"OH FUCKKKKK!"

Calum nearly fell forward but ended only with his face pressing against the cold cracked wall. His entire body shook and trembled in Alan's arms who kept holding him in place to drive his footlong cock over and over again into his tight ass. Calum's trembling feet got him -- and Alan who had no choice but to follow behind -- to walk unstably closer and closer to the headboard. The bed was in constant protest of their hard fucking. Their sweat was pouring down collectively creating a swamp on the very bed.

"FUCK ME, ALAN! FUCK ME HARDER!"

"UGHHH FUCKING TAKE THIS, YOU FUCKING SLUT!" Alan roared as his hips kept on moving like an ass-fucking machine. "YOUR BOYFRIEND NEVER FUCKED YOU LIKE THIS, DID HE?"

"NO! Never like this! You're ruining me for him!"

Alan responded with a savage roar, his thrusts were brutal and getting more pointed to Calum's pleasure spots. "GOOD! I'M GOING TO MAKE YOU CRAVE FOR MY COCK EVERY TIME YOU FUCK HIS SMALL COCK! ARRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH!"

Alan was unable to hold his orgasm back and his massive cock pumped load after load of sperm inside Calum. The sensation of Alan's hot seed flooding his insides pushed Calum over the edge again, and he came untouched, his own cock spraying cum all over the wall and headboard.

"ALAN!" Calum screamed. "OH GOD, ALAN! I'M CUMMING!"

Alan's hands held the blond twink in place as he emptied himself inside. "YES, CALUM!" he roared. "CUM FOR ME BABYYYY! CUM HANDS FREE FROM MY COCK!"

Calum's eyes rolled back in his head, his mouth open wide and screaming loud as his orgasm crashed over him. He had totally lost count at how many times Alan had made him cum handsfree from his cock alone. The jock was a machine made for giving pleasure to hungry bottoms.

Alan's hunger for Calum seemed neverending. His hips continued to move, sliding his massive cock in and out of Calum's tender hole in the aftermath of his own orgasm. Calum's tight hole twitched and flexed around him, milking and squeezing him in. Fuck, Calum had such a greedy hole!

After a few minutes, Alan's thrusts sped up again and his breath got short. Suddenly he buried himself deep inside Calum, his cock pulsating wildly as he came

again

. "FUCK, CALUM! YOU HAVE THE BEST FUCKING PUSSY!!!"

Calum was beyond shocked. He couldn't make sense on how Alan could recharge so fast and then still cum so hard inside him! Alan pulled out his shaft that was glistening with his own massive load. He stroked himself furiously and aimed his load at Calum's smooth back. He came over and over, painting Calum's back white with thick creamy ropes of cum.

Alan looked full of rage and his cock was still rock hard. His massive shaft, dripping with cum, slipped back into Calum's asshole. The blonde let out a shuddering moan as he felt Alan fill him again, just seconds after he felt Alan's cum splattering his skin. But despite the initial soreness, his body welcomed the hot intrusion back.

The two began, or rather continued, fucking hard. Due to how rough and uncontrolled they were fucking, they collapsed backwards onto the bed together. Alan's strong arms wrapped around Calum's waist as they both fell hard until Alan felt his sweaty back against the now-damp sheets.

This time Calum took the initiative, lifting himself up and then slamming back down onto Alan's shaft. He quickly found a rhythm, swiftly moving to ride the muscular jock in reverse cowboy.

Alan closed his eyes, feeling the pleasure coming from Calum's ass fucking his cock wildly.

Holy fuck

, he thought. Calum was going on it real good! When he opened his eyes, he was presented with the view of Calum's tight bubble ass bouncing obscenely as the twink rode his cock, fucking himself with the jock's giant cock.

Calum was relentless. He took Alan's cock to the root and pulled himself up on his knees only to drop down just as quickly as he moved up. Alan became crazy with lust. He watched the small sexy twink fuck his cock, those round ass cheeks bouncing up and down like a pogo stick, revealing and covering the view of his massive cock in what seemed to be just split of seconds. The horny twink moved like a mad man, moving every muscle in his slender twinky frame to fuck himself over and over.

Alan found himself grunting and gritting his teeth, feeling a level of pleasure that was off the charts even for him. For the first time in his life, he met someone as sexual as Calum. He had finally found his match! He had no idea what he had just unleashed, but he was more than eager to take himself to the limits with this amazing twink. With how fast Calum shifted from collapsing onto the bed to riding the fuck out of Alan's footlong cock, Alan was worried that Calum would injure and literally break his cock but the twink seemed to know what he was doing as he expertly bounced on Alan's cock in the most perfect and precise angle.

Alan's hands slid up Calum's sides, his fingers tracing the blonde's subtle curves appreciatively. "GOD DAMN! JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! YOU'RE FUCKING WILDDDDD!!! IT'S LIKE YOU'RE GOING CRAZY FOR COCK, FUCK!"

If he could have just seen the way Calum looked from the other side, Alan would see just how right he was. Calum's face was turning into porn fuel. The twink's eyes rolled back, glazing with lust. His mouth opened as he let out a long, endless, wordless scream. His toes curled as they gripped the bed sheets underneath him. His fingers trembled at the effort to hold his body up as he bounced up and down. Eventually he leaned forward just enough to place both of his hands in front of him on the bed, using all four of his limbs to continue riding Alan's cock at a frantic pace.

Alan didn't know where else to look at other than Calum's bouncing ass. The view was hypnotizing! The way the slender muscles in Calum's lower back rippled with each movement, the way his hole clenched around Alan's cock, those soft cheeks bouncing... it was a sight to behold for any conscious top.

Feeling Alan's intense gaze, Calum looked back over his shoulder with a smug smile playing on his lips. He deliberately slowed his movements, arching his back to give Alan an even better view. "Like what you see?" he purred.

Alan had to stop his breath for a moment to swallow his hungry spit before barely muttering between his gritting teeth, "Fuck yes... I can watch you bounce on my cock all day.

"Maybe I'll let you," Calum said meaningfully, opting to keep riding.

Alan got up on his elbows to get closer to Calum's hot bouncing body. He gulped again and again, his mind still couldn't get over the fact of how hot Calum looked, and how incredible sex with him was.

Calum was still looking back, and still riding the shit out of Alan's cock. The dumb out-of-breath look on Alan's face was enough to keep his motivation going, boosting his confidence as his body kept on moving and bouncing. Alan's eyes finally moved from the view of Calum's hypnotizing ass and found the twink looking at him. Their eyes met, and

surge

of energy filled both of them.

Alan leaned back, resting his back on the bed again, but he wasn't giving his body any rest. He planted his feet firmly on the bed, tensed the muscles on his powerful legs, and began to thrust upward, meeting Calum's movements.

The blonde's head turned, returning his sight to the wall in front of him and leaned back, planting his hands on Alan's chest for support as he rode the jock's massive cock.

Their bodies moved together perfectly as they fucked each other hard. Alan's hips snapped upward, plunging his thick massive shaft deep into Calum's tight hole, while the twink bounced and rolled his hips, taking Alan's endless length to the hilt.

They moved like seasoned porn stars, their bodies slick with sweat, muscles rippling with each thrust and bounce. Only difference was they were moving completely on instinct with a need to give as good as they take. Nothing was scripted for any directors. No extra support or supplements. No cuts in-between fucking. This was the real deal.

"Fuck, Alan," Calum huffed, digging his fingers into the jock's strong thick chest.

Alan suddenly sat up and took Calum's slender body with him. He wrapped his powerful arms around Calum's torso as he pulled the twink's back against his chest. They were now pressed together tightly skin against skin. They could feel the heat radiating off each other's hot bodies up close.

Alan didn't restrain himself when it came to enjoying every inch of Calum's body. His large hands roamed over Calum's torso, caressing the smaller man's taut skin. His grip was rough and desperate. He still couldn't believe the beautiful Calum Channing was at his mercy and all his to touch and fuck.

Calum's head fell back onto Alan's shoulder, his eyes fluttering closed as he savored the feeling of being held and filled by the powerful jock. The touch of Alan's massive hands was nearly as electrifying as his massive cock inside him.

Alan felt Calum leaning back, falling over him, and his lips curled into a smirk against Calum's neck. He grabbed Calum's chin and pulled Calum's head to face him. They stared into each other's eyes lustfully for a moment before their faces leaped to a hot wet kiss.

Their tongues met and twisted, moving to fuck each other's throat hotly. They devoured each other hungrily and while their tongues battled, their lower bodies were still slamming into one another as Alan kept on guiding Calum's ass up and down his cock.

One of Alan's hands traveled up to Calum's nipples, prompting the twink to moan against his mouth; lips still locked together in a hot kiss. Calum gasped into it, his back arching and his body writhing as Alan played with his sensitive buds. Alan's touch sent jolts of pleasure straight to his core, making his hole clench around Alan's thick shaft.

"Ahhhhhh, Alan!" Calum whimpered, breaking the kiss with a string of spit. "You're driving me crazy."

Alan chuckled darkly. "Mmmmm that's good," he mumbled against Calum's cheek. "I want to drive you crazy."

Calum leaned back against Alan's muscular chest, surrendering himself completely to Alan's strong arms as the two kept fucking passionately. His head fell back onto Alan's shoulder, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. Alan enjoyed the way Calum fell into him. He fastened his hold on the twink's body, his hands were almost crossing over Calum's torso. The twink gasped and let his fingers grip Alan's forearms tightly while the jock took such liberty on his body.

"Ughhh, you know... your body belongs to me from now on," Alan growled on Calum's neck.

"Mmmmmhhh yes! I'm all yours! You can have your way whenever you want."

Satisfied with the response, the tall stud swiftly moved to the edge of the bed with Calum in his arms. He sat down on the edge with his legs spread wide and his feet on the floor. He positioned the shorter twink between his thighs, so that Calum's back was still pressed against Alan's chest.

Calum was still sticking closely against Alan in this new position. The blonde's legs were trapped between Alan's, the jock's muscular thighs squeezing them together.

"Fuck," Calum breathed. "I can feel you in my stomach."

As confirmation, Calum's hand ran to his belly where he could almost feel, barely, how Alan's monster 12-incher were reshaping his insides. He relaxed his body into the jock's strong embrace. His hands stayed on his stomach and he could feel the distinct outline of Alan's massive cock from the outside skin.

"Oh my god," he gasped as his fingers traced the shape of Alan's shaft through his abdomen. "I can actually feel you, Alan. You're so fucking deep. SO fucking deep!"

"Mhmm..."

Alan only mumbled as he moved his hands over Calum's, keeping them pressed on Calum's stomach so they could, together, feel Calum's flat stomach bulging out from his massive cock.

This was all too much for Calum to keep in. Calum's body convulsed, his hole clamping down around Alan's cock as he came and now spilled his load onto the floor.

"Oh fucking hell, Alan!" Calum screamed as his body was used as a cock socket, being thrown up and down Alan's towering pillar. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming so hard!"

But Alan never stopped his pace as he growled over Calum's neck. "Fuck yeah, slut. Cum again. Cum all over the fucking floor you fucking bitch. Cum from my cock. I'm not fucking stopping now."

Calum kept convulsing wildly in Alan's tight grip. His body twisted and his hands reached around the back to grab Alan's hair causing the jock to respond with a tighter grip on his hips.

It was around this time, when Alan kept plowing into Calum, that the blonde's eyes drifted to the window. Looking out the window, he first noticed the unmistakable sight of the first rays of sunlight peeking over the horizon. The dark of the night was slowly swallowed by the rising sun and that was when the realization hit him: they had been fucking all night. Like, literally.

"Alan... oh, fuck," Calum tapped Alan's shoulder with his eyes staring out the window. "Look..."

Alan slowly pulled his gaze away from Calum's trembling body and drove his eyes to the window. "Fuck," he muttered, his thrusts slowing slightly. "We've been at it all night."

Calum nodded weakly and added. "All night and all morning... Fuck, you're insatiable!"

Alan chuckled behind him, "You're one to talk, pretty boy." Then with a deep heavy grunt, Alan stood up. He carefully took Calum with him, making sure his cock would stay lodged inside the twink. He began to walk towards the window, and Calum had no choice but to follow along with every step.

Eventually they got close enough to the window and Calum found his face pressed against the cold glass as Alan positioned them so that they were both directly facing the rising sun. Without missing a beat, Alan grabbed Calum's waist and continued clapping his cheeks.

"Look at that, slut," Alan lowly grunted. "The sun is rising and I'm still fucking you so hard. Fuck."

Calum struggled to focus as the pleasure was glazing over his eyes, but he managed to look out to see the sun rising higher. "Ahh, Alan," he whimpered, his fingers now moved to be splayed against the glass. "So... hard... You're fucking me so deep like this... so good..."