Pig in Palm Springs - Part 16 - Gay Encounters, Urination
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This is part 16 of many of this story.
This series is based on true events (a culmination of multiple trips) and fictional fantasies. It will depict many different fetish themes over the subsequent chapters. If you are not interested in m/m kinky gay sex, this is not for you. If you are, get ready!
I feel surprisingly comfortable and incredibly relaxed making out with the hot husbands in front of my new group of friends who had just covered me in all their piss and cum. No post-orgasm shame or guilt, but I need a breather.
I slip away from my vacation besties who are now aggressively making out on the piss-soaked chair to refresh my empty glass and get a snack to refuel my energy. As I approach the bar, I hear moaning, slapping skin, and the jingling of chains over the clinking of ice cubes in my glass, and look towards the sounds of pleasure echoing into the yard. Piston is fucking Gunner in the sling on the other side of the French doors that are wide open to the patio. I can't help but stare, mesmerized at the performance in front of me.
"You did say make yourselves at home," says a deep voice from behind me, startling me out of my trance.
I look back and see Bo next to me with a smirk, shoveling a tortilla chip loaded with guac into his mouth. My stunned face cracks under his amused stare and I burst out laughing.
"I guess I did!" I confess while calming down as Ty comes to join us, dripping from the pool, to see what the fuss is about.
"So Christian, how does it feel to be initiated into the pack?" Ty asks, wrapping his wet arm around my shoulder.
"Good, I guess! This is all pretty unexpected and so fucking hot," I admit, pulling my eyes away from Bo's swinging package, and twisting my neck to look up at the tall man holding me.
"Great! Welcome," he says with a smile and leans down to give me a sensual kiss with his soft, full lips.
He gives me a warm smile before joining the two men utilizing my adult jungle gym. I can't help but gawk in amazement as he casually walks through the door, up to Gunner's face, turning it toward his thick, long, semi-hard cock, and then watch as it disappear into the Columbian's hungry mouth.
"So," Bo says, pulling my attention back, "The Ads say you stink pretty great."
"The Ads?" I ask with a cocked eyebrow and take a refreshing gulp of icy tequila.
"Br-Ad and Ch-Ad, we call them the Ads," he explains before continuing, "Especially Chad, he couldn't stop gushing about how amazing your pits smell."
"See for yourself," I offer and raise my arms above my head.
I am feeling freer, bolder now. After being the urinal and recipient of the group's shared climax, being shy didn't really seem to work for me anymore. It was like something shifted during my golden shower.
"Oh fuck yeah!" he growls with his face crushed against my damp pit, "I can still smell you underneath all that piss and cum."
I see his massive schlong inflating as he huffs and licks at my wet ripeness.
"That's fucking incredible," he exhales, finally pulling away.
His face is glistening as he starts stroking, staring directly into my eyes.
"My turn!" I smile, leaning in as he lifts his free arm, "Fuck!"
I pull my face away and smile. His smell is strong and ripe, just shy from being offensive, just like him. I wonder if I'll get the chance to smell his balls, too.
I can't believe I'm casually flirting with this legend and don't feel nearly as intimidated as I would assume based on what I knew of him from his many films.
I had jerked off to this rough stud many times. Something about the way he dominated, sometimes brutally, was so hot to watch. I never really wanted to be on the receiving end as much as I was turned on by his confidence and 'zero fucks', selfish attitude that all the recipients couldn't get enough of, not to mention his giant cock.
My eyes dart between his face and the now dripping, uncut baby arm jutting out from between his legs. I can't resist getting on my knees.
"Fuck," we both moan as my face presses against his huge low hangers.
They smell exactly how I imagined and couldn't get enough as I sniff and lick my up to his covered head. I basically have to unhinge my jaw to get even half of him into my mouth. He moans softly and slowly starts humping my face. Not aggressively like in the videos I've seen but gently, enjoying the oral service I'm offering.
"Give the newbie a break," someone says and I feel the fat shaft slip from my stretched mouth.
It's Sparkle who is bending down to kneel on my right side with Tiger mirroring him on the left of me. As soon as I lean my face back to give them space, they move in and eagerly start sharing the massive cock and full nuts.
"Sorry, they're greedy," Bo laughs with a shrug.
"All good, the night is still early and I got to take a leak anyway," I admit as I stand up.
"Do it!" Tiger encourages me while briefly letting Bo's massive sack fall from his mouth.
It's all the encouragement I need as I slowly learn the rules of the pack and whip my dribbling dick out of my soaking pouch. I aim my head at Bo's crotch and the two eager faces worshiping it and start spraying. They're all moaning in delight. Even Bo fucking Sinn! His big hands rub my stream into his defined stomach and chest as he starts showing the famous aggression, seen in his videos, with the two pups on their knees gladly receiving it.
"Hey Christian, save some for us!" Chad calls out.
I shrug at the porn star who gives me a knowing look and clench to cut off my stream.
Chad is riding Brad on the drenched lounge chair as I approach. I take a deep breath and restart my torrent of piss over the two musclemen in front of me.
"Oh fuck yeah!" Chad moans and starts stroking his wet dick and riding his husband faster.
"My husband's such a nasty fuck, aren't you baby?" Brad growls and leans forward to lick my piss from his chest before spitting it in Chad's face.
My cock is at full mast again as my stream trickles out. I wrap my arm around Chad's head who starts licking on my pit with voracity and I stroke my dick in Brad's face.
"Yeah, stud! Give me that fucking load!" he commands as his breathing quickens.
Suddenly I feel a tongue in my hairy ass, eagerly fucking into it which sends me over the edge, making me spew my third? Fourth? Load of the day onto Brad's face.
This sets him off and he curses loudly while breeding his husband. As soon as my orgasm subsides, I bend over just in time for Chad to start spurting in my mouth as the mystery tongue continues slipping in, out, and around my tight pucker.
Once Chad stops shooting his ropes into my mouth and on my face, I turn around and see Bo leaning back on his elbows with a smile on his face and his giant shaft resting on his thigh. I still can't believe he's here let alone the fact that he's been such an active participant with me of all people.
The sun has fully set now and all of us are outside, drip-drying, dancing, chatting, snacking, and drinking after most of the party had gotten off for the second time.
"Pups, it's almost time," Ty calls out to the pack before turning toward me, "Christian, are you thirsty?"
I respond by squatting in front of him and lifting his heavy, soft cock to my lips. I had never drank more than a mouthful or two directly from the tap before but he is so sexy I am eager to try on him. I gulp down the first mouthful of his piss. It is salty and slightly bitter but really not too much flavor. I can tell he is holding back at first but soon unleashes a steady, forceful stream.
"You guys were right, he's a great addition to the pack," Ty says from above me while gently stroking my hair.
"Told ya!" agrees either Brad or Chad.
I continue to swallow and swallow while breathing through my nose but have to pull off, letting the rest soak my chest and already saturated jockstrap while some splash back on his long legs.
"Sorry," I cough out an apology.
"Don't be," he says warmly and reaches for my hand to help me up once his dick runs dry.
He wasn't the only one who needed release. All the others were coupled up in random pairings or groups, drinking and hosing each other down. Chad is the only one not participating, he just stands there watching with a big smile on his face.
"Come on, let's do a shot," he says and pulls me into the kitchen.
He is much loser and playful now as he looks around for shot glasses. I'm chuckling watching him when I see a neatly folded stack of clothes, a small belt bag, a leather harness, and a pair of sneakers on the counter near where my phone was charging. On further inspection, I realize they are mine.
"Sorry, Brad told me too," Chad says when he notices my confusion as to how they got there.
"He said to go in your closet and pick out something sexy for you to wear and I thought you'd look fucking hot in this!" he admits with a sheepish smile.
"Oh, ok..."
I wasn't quite sure what to make of it.
"Sorry, did we overstep? We can do that sometimes when we like someone new. It's just Brad likes it when I pick out his clothes, knowing that I'll be drooling over him all night so he figured since I think you're so hot, you might like it too..."
His face looks nervous. I'm actually touched by their gesture as unusual as it may be, quickly understanding that they've already decided we are more than just temporary, vacation friends. They actually seem to like me and are inviting me into their lives. Hell, if that isn't the case, the hot romp with them in the gym today and the fantasy they made a reality tonight are already two amazing experiences I won't ever forget.
"It's great!" I finally say with a smile and raise my shot glass to see his face relax with relief.
After we both toss back our shots I pick up the outfit that has been laid out for me.
There isn't much to it, the same revealing black cut-offs I had on earlier, a black, sleeveless, midriff shirt that was tie-died with bleach that hit just below my pecs and revealed a glimpse of the leather and gold metal harness underneath, a pair of calf-high black baseball socks with thick yellow stripes, and black sneakers.
"Everything is perfect but the shoes, let's switch them," Chad suggests after dressing me and walks toward the bedroom as I follow behind.
"There, that's much better," he says from his knees after literally putting my black combat boots on my feet and lacing them just so.
"You're right, it is a hot outfit," I admit while checking myself out in the mirror.
I should also admit that having this muscle stud pick out my clothes and then get on his knees and dress me while still only wearing a bright pink thong made my dick swell again in my damp, yellow jockstrap.
Brad joins us in the closet, with piss-wet hair, dressed, and Chad's clothes and the small waist pack.
"Here babe," he says handing Chad his skimpy outfit and then handing me the pack, "You're going to need a place to put your stuff."
I take it and see that my phone, wallet, cigs and lighter are already in it. I usually just stuff my pockets but didn't feel the need to ask questions.
"You look fucking hot, like a sexy leather daddy slut!" Brad says eyeing me
We step outside and the whole backyard is like new. There isn't a trace of our raunchy pregame aside from some wet marks rapidly drying in the heat on the ground. Everyone is standing around, slightly damp, dressed with plastic solo cups in hand, ready to head out.
"Wow, thanks for cleaning up!" I gush, taken aback by their effort.
"We take care of each other in our pack," Sparkle says handing me a cup.
"Phi Pups on the move!" Bo shouts and everyone responds with a woof.
I can't help but laugh as I join in.
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