The hotel room smelled like cheap cologne and regret as Aaron, Pardeep, and I stumbled in after a long night of bar-hopping. I clutched my stomach, wincing. "Fuck, guys, this constipation is killing me. My asshole feels like it's carved from stone," I groaned, dropping onto the bed. Aaron smirked, his eyes glinting with that wicked humor I knew too well. "Constipated? In a five-star joint like this? We can't have our favorite ass all blocked up," he said, already heading for the bathroom. Pardeep followed, laughing. "Yeah, let's fix that hairy asshole of yours before it ruins the vibe. Come on, join us."
Inside the marble bathroom, the lights were harsh but the tension was electric. Aaron grabbed a bar of hotel soap, his hands moving with purpose. "This'll do the trick. We'll carve it nice and smooth to fit right up that tight, hairy asshole of yours," he declared, pulling out a pocket knife. Pardeep leaned against the sink, crossing her arms—wait, no, Pardeep was all man but with a sharp tongue. "Carve it like a fucking dildo, Aaron. Make it thick enough to stretch him good. You horny bastard, bet you're getting hard just thinking about it." Their banter flew fast. "Pussy? Nah, this is all about ass tonight," Aaron shot back. "But if you want, we can make it wet and dripping for everyone."
I watched, heart racing, as they shaped the soap into a smooth plug. "This is insane, but I'm so fucking horny from the pain and the idea," I admitted. Pardeep grinned. "Bend over, you dirty fuck. Let's see how that hairy asshole takes it." The insertion was slow, deliberate—soap sliding in, cool and firm against my heated skin. I panted, "Shit, it's going in deep. My ass is clenching but it feels... good?" Aaron's voice was low. "Relax, let it work its magic till you shit. Meanwhile, let's turn this into something hotter."
Tension built as hands roamed. Aaron's cock was already hard, pressing against my thigh. "Suck it, give me a blowjob while that soap does its thing," he demanded with a wink. Pardeep joined, her fingers tracing. "My pussy's wet and dripping watching this. You two are making me horny as hell." Dialogue sparked: "Fuck you, Pardeep, your ass looks prime too," Aaron cursed. "Let's all get sweating and panting before the night ends." The soap stayed lodged, stimulating as we moved to the bed.
Clothes flew off in a flurry of curses and laughs. "Goddamn, your cock is throbbing," I said to Aaron, taking him in my mouth for a sloppy blowjob. Pardeep straddled, her pussy grinding wet against my face. "Lick it, make me cum hard." The soap in my ass added pressure, making every sensation sharper. We shifted, bodies slick with sweat. Aaron thrust into me, his hard length replacing the soap's edge as it finally loosened things. "Cum for us, you filthy fuck," he growled. Pardeep rode my fingers, panting, "This ass play is driving me wild—dripping all over."
The climax hit like a storm: Aaron came deep inside, filling me as the soap finally worked, but the release mixed with pure ecstasy. Pardeep followed, her pussy clenching as she came, juices dripping down. We collapsed, panting and sweating, bodies tangled. "That was the hottest constipation cure ever," I laughed between breaths. "You two are fucking geniuses with that soap."
But as we lay there, Aaron's hand trailed lower again. "Round two in the shower? The night's just starting, and I bet your ass wants more than soap next time."
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