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his head.  “What the fuck?” 
    Carl spread Max’ s legs apart , and then Max felt that thick tongue inside him again.  “Fuck, man, how many tongues you got?” 
    Carl laughed and the vibrations made Max’s balls shake.  The thick slithering snake inside him was better than Max had ever had it.  The thing slapped and swirled, dug deep, and slowly inched its way out.  Then it would start all over again.  Max was hard again and he dug into the carpet to keep from wrapping his hand around his dick.  He didn’t want to risk this ending ever.  Carl tugged on Max’s balls and inched his tongue all the way out.  He circled the eager hole, rimming Max like he had never been rimmed before. 
    “Oh, fuck!” 
    “Guess that’s my signal.  I aim to please.” 
    Max started to say, “What…?”  But he didn’t have to finish.  The cock of all cocks plunged into him and for a moment he thought he had stopped breathing.  “Oh, God!” 
    “Just call me Carl,” he teased.  He held onto Max’s thighs and pulled and pushed him as he pleased.  Max felt the cum edging its way from his balls and then he watched as it hit the floor.  Carl grunted like an animal in heat as he powered his way to ecstasy.  He pulled Max hard and Max felt the warm cream hit him deep at what seemed the speed of light.  He had known a lot of fast cummers, but never like this. 
    “Damn, man.” 
    “Never had a man like me, Max?” 
    “Never,” he gasped.  Max watched as a few more drops of cum hit the floor beneath him. 
    “I take it all when I fuck, too,” Carl stated proudly.  He could tell that Max was struggling to breathe, but he didn’t stop until he was ready to stop.  He flipped Max over and sat down beside him on the floor.  Max stared up at him, wondering how he had got ten so lucky to have Carl as a roommate.  “Got a good cock there, Max.  Better be up for a daily blowjob.” 
    Max just nodded.  He would definitely be up for it. 
    About a month had passed for the two new roommates when Carl said he wanted to have a couple of guys over for the night . 
    “Sure.  It’s your place, too.” 
    “These guys are a lot like me.  Sure you’re up for it?” 
    Max had no idea what Carl was talking about, but he didn’t want to appear naïve.  “Sure.  When have I not been up for it?” 
    Carl smiled and went to his room to make a couple of calls.  It was Saturday night when his buddies showed up at the door.  Max opened the door to two men who could have been Carl’s clones.  They were big and muscled, tattooed, and Max thought they were just as hot as Carl had now become to him. 
    One of the men grabbed Max in a big bear hug and squeezed his butt.  “Good to see ya, Max.  Heard a lot about you.  They call me Babe, after the big blue ox.  You know, American folklore.” 
    “Right.”  Max really didn’t know, but what did it matter?  He was too busy staring at the two men to think about much else. 
    “This is my man, Jerome, but he’s just Jerry to us.” 
    Jerry didn’t say much.  He let Babe do all the talking.  Carl tossed a beer to each of the men to get the party started.  They were on their second can when Carl noticed that Max couldn’t stop staring at Babe. 
    “Like what you see?” 
    “What?” 
    “My man, Babe.” 
    Babe didn’t need an answer from Max .   He had wanted Max since he had walked through the door.   He boldly walked over and kissed him on the lips, forcing his mouth open.  He left Max breathless when he pulled his li ps off with a loud suction type noise.  He looked into Max’s eyes and smiled.  Max stared at Babe, his eyes mesmerizing , and he was hard just thinking about having this man’s mouth on his cock .  As if reading his mind, Babe unzipped Max’s jeans and pulled them off. 
    “You want me, Max?” 
    Max nodded.  His body responded to Babe ’s touch even more than it had to Carl’s.  He was naked from the waist down,