A Wet Airport Fuck

Detroit—December, 2018

I have to say that I thought of the rubber fest at Derrick and Jacob’s as my birthday present.  But on the day itself I was at Detroit Metro Airport.  I was due to fly out the next morning long before God turned the lights on.  It worked out that a man I’d chatted with online was available to play late in the afternoon so I could get to sleep early for my flight. 

So I checked in—wanting to set up the sling.  My room was miniscule. There was no way it was going to fit.  So I unpacked a little, set up some hardcore German porn on the laptop and turned down the bed.  I sent a message saying the room was ready.  He was in the area—and at my door in no time.

He’s very good looking—slightly stocky, but it totally suited him.  Dave’s facial hair was certainly mixing salt with the pepper now.  He’s also a good deal shorter than I, but judging by his profile, just as big a pig.  The clothes came off and I saw the chain around his neck and piercings in both nipples.  He’s jocked and ready for dick…

I get him on the edge of the bed, on all fours, of course.  I go in to rim.  He has a slender, mini butt plug in place.  I ease it out.  Damn, his hole is wet.  I lose no time in sinking my tongue into his ass. 

He groans, making me dig deeper into him.  I reach for the tub of coconut oil.  I grease up my cock as I slurp out his ass juices.  I spit some back on what was once a pucker, stand up and enter him.  Not fast, but rather hard.  He gasps.  And tells me to fuck him hard.  He pushes back and takes the entire length of my cock.  I take him at this word and skip the slower warm up fuck.

Dave takes it like a pig and asks for more.  And harder.  My response is to pull out, scramble up on the bed and have him clean my cock off.  He loves this.  He grunts out his pleasure at the taste of his ass—which is also all over my beard.  I move back to his ass, spit on his hole and go for a second fuck.  It’s louder this time for there is a hot squishy sound to the fuck.

Once again he cleans my dick.  I sit down on the bed, spread my legs and have him give me some head—something we had just sort of skipped over.  He sucks me in easily—his eyes shining.  I close my eyes and let him work my hard cock.

Dave leaves my dick and does my balls without being asked.  He snuffles his way under them, too.

“Yeah, try to get your tongue between my cockring and my balls.” 

He does.  Heaven.  My head falls back.  He goes lower—raising my legs slightly. 

“You want to eat my ass?”

He only answers with a grunt and a slight pull up of my knees.  I roll back and let his tongue invade my hole.  Fuck, he’s good.  He licks and spits and burrows in.  I close my eyes again and let him do it…for as long as he wants.  When he finally does stop, we just change around so I am on all fours in the middle of the bed.  He attacks my hole and gives me a deep tongue fucking.

Finally I can’t stand it anymore.  I spin around and kiss him.  I’ve always loved the taste of my own ass—and it tastes great on his tongue and lips.  I suggest he ride my now rigid-as-fucking-steel cock.  He does.  He grinds himself down on it for as long as his legs hold out.

We break and talk.  He reminds me he’s a blog reader. 

“Do you have any piss?” 

I tell him I will—I haven’t diluted it much.  Dave doesn’t care.  He’ll take it anyway I can give it.

We fuck more—back to doggie.  I am good to my word.  I hose his now open hole with a short splash of the yellow.  He groans a deep “Yeah….”  I kneel and work it into his hole with my tongue.  I stand up and do it again.  Tongue fuck it into his hole.  On the third time I do the short piss blast inside his hole.  I fuck his now sloppy asscunt.  I listen to the the more pronounced slurp of the fuck action.

“Sit on my face.”  I lie down on the towel on the bed where we’ve been fucking.  I love the taste of his now pissed out hole.  There is not nearly enough up him to give me any back, but the  new and added taste makes me rampant again.  “Ride my cock and then bring that ass back here.”

He does just what I tell him to do.  He rides my cock.  I watch the look on his face as he goes into his own private fuck place.  Then he remembers I want to taste the freshly fucked hole.  He sits back on my face.

“I think I have to piss,” he tells me once I’m finally allowed to breathe again.  I kneel on the floor.  He is very ready.  He unloads a huge, very strong, load of piss down my gullet.  I know the moment it peters out that it is time to breed him.

Back to doggie.  Not much ass eating this time.  It’s dick in hole.  Fast, hard and with a purpose.  My hips beat on his upturned ass: Cum.  Cum.  CUM.  I shoot.  Spurt after spurt.  I hold on his him and let his talented ass milk me.

Only then do I pull out.  I sink to my knees and begin to felch.  He whimpers…until I snowball some of the load into his mouth…