Pool Daddy - Part 4 - Gay Encounters / Urination
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I can feel his cock growing next to my face and shudder in anticipation about how he will use me next. I can't help myself, his hard cock so close to my face, I turn and start licking up and down the thickening shaft. "Insatiable whore," he moans. His strong hands grab my wet hair and force me into his crotch and I dutifully lap at his sweaty sack covered in piss. I look up at him past his massive and reinflated dick draped over my forehead. He looks so sexy, his big furry body and massive pecs glistening. His head is back and he is tweaking one of his puffy nipples as I swallow both of his nuts in my mouth. He tastes and smells so good. I snake my tongue out under his heavy nuts and lick his taint, causing a deep groan and he grinds his crotch into my face. He looks down at me and gives me a wicked smile. In one quick movement, he pulls his nuts from my face, turns around, and shoves his hairy ass against my face. I savor the moment, deeply inhaling his sweaty musk. I rub my face up and down his furry trench before extending my tongue out. Tracing it up and down, savoring his salty skin. My tongue finds his tight hole and swirls around it, lightly probing. He pushes back and humps his ass in my face as I push deeper. Working my tongue into his ring, swirling it, sucking it, devouring this stud's Italian pucker. "Good boy," he groans out in his sexy deep voice, grabbing my head and holding it firmly in his ass. I can feel him squeeze his hole around my tongue trying to pull it deeper inside. The smooth skin just inside him is so smooth and wet, I can't get enough. I don't know when I started but I was rapidly stroking my cock. I feel the cum building while I am whimpering and groaning into his hole. "Daddy's pig likes eating sweaty hole? Getting off on his tongue inside." I can only moan in agreeance trapped in his ass, smothered with his furry muscle cheeks. He pulls off abruptly. "Stand up." I can't help the moan of disappointment that escapes me as I feel the cool air on my sweat-saturated face. I drop my cock and stumble to my feet. "Blow your load on Daddy's hole." He is leaning over bracing against the shower wall with his back arched. Perfect level to line up with my dripping dick. I pump my cock fast, my balls bouncing and just as my head grazes the fur in his crack I start shooting. "Fuck" escapes my lips on repeat as volley after volley of cum splatters his damp trench. When my toe-curling orgasm subsides, I feel weak and fall forward, draping across the small of his back. "Get down there and clean up Daddy's hole." I smile and dutifully slide back down behind him, lapping at my own thick load painted all over his deep trench. Picking up intensity with my tongue, I reach around and stroke his fat, dripping hog, I swallow down my own load, my tongue finding its way back into his hole. I'm moaning deep into his hole, knowing he can feel them vibrating inside of him. He's grunting out deep guttural moans, pressing into my face and humping my hand. "Daddy needs to unload in your pussy again boy." Reluctant to leave his crack again but eager for his cock in me again I pull away. "Yes sir" I stand and he turns to me, grabbing my face, holding my mouth open with his big thumb, he starts licking my lips, nose, cheeks; anywhere that was just buried deep in his fat Italian ass. He continues lapping at my face, covering me in his thick saliva. When he cleans me off to his satisfaction, he spits a big wad of saliva into my open mouth, then again. He shoves his tongue in my mouth and we kiss hard, swapping his saliva and my cum, our mouths wet and messy. He puts my arms around his neck, his finding their way back to my hole. He roughly slides a finger inside me. My hole is still slimy from all the sweat, spit, piss, and the big load he filled me with before dinner. I clench around his thick finger, feeling it rub my prostate, milking me from the inside. My cock is still hard, never going down after spewing all over his ass, I can feel another orgasm building. "Please fuck me," I moan softly into his mouth. "What was that pig?" he asks back and digs deeper in my ass. "Please fuck me, Daddy. I need your big cock back inside me." "Yeah, that's my good piggy boy." He grabs my thighs and lifts me up. I grip his neck and wrap my legs around him. He leans into me hard, my back pinned against the slippery tile behind me. I'm kissing and sucking the sweat off his neck as I feel the tip of his cock find my puffy, used hole. He holds me tight and forces himself deep inside me. "Fuckkkkk." I cry out as his fat hog tears me open again. It sends a shooting pain through me but I want it all inside me. "That pussy is so tight." I bite his neck, slowly getting adjusted as he holds still, balls deep inside me. I flex my ring around him, letting him know I'm now adjusted for a rough fucking and hungry for another load painting my insides. He starts pumping. Slowly and a bit awkward in our position but it's hitting the right spots and I'm moaning in pleasure. He carries me over to the sink and lowers me so my lower back is on the counter, giving him the leverage he needs. I lean back, bracing myself with my elbows, and look up at him. I snake my legs over his shoulders and he smiles wickedly. Let the assault begin I think to myself as he picks up speed. Pounding into my ass. The sound of his heavy wet sack slapping my ass mixes with our throaty moans echoing off the tiles. He is sweating down on me, grunting, groaning, sounding like a wild animal. He takes one of my feet and starts sucking on my toes, I'm lost in pleasure as he hits me in all the right spots. He looks so sexy, glistening in sweat, his skin reddened from the intensity, his masculine features rubbing against my smooth foot. "Oh fuck, harder! Please, Daddy!" I beg. I surprise both of us with that but he does not disappoint. Pounding me deeper, harder. Sweat pours down on me, my cock painfully hard poking into my abs. The whole bathroom reeks of cum, piss, sweat, all the smells of hot raunchy, raw, masculine sex that drive me wild. I grab my cock and attempt to stroke it, feeling my own load building back. He swats my hand away and grabs my cock by the base, gripping it with my balls in his big strong hand. The assault on my ass doesn't stop and I think I'm going to cum anyway from all the stimulation when I realize, it's not cum trying to escape. "Daddy....Daddy, I have to piss..." I wine "Can we stop, for a second...Daddy!" He doesn't stop pistoning into me, if anything it seems like he pumps my hole even faster. Staring intensely into my worried eyes when I realize what he's doing and I feel the first spurt of my own hot piss splash across my face. "Oh yeah!" he growls. With every thrust, my hard cock shoots a spray of piss on his hairy chest, and some make it to his face. It's trickling and shooting. Every spurt feels like an orgasm and I'm practically screaming in pleasure. He points my stream at his mouth, slurps up some, and spits it back in my face. I feel like such a pig but I don't care, it's all so fucking hot. I lean forward slurping up as much as I can spitting it back at him, he groans in satisfaction. He slaps my face hard, then again and I love it. He grips my neck and leans in, his fat cock getting somehow even deeper in me. My piss had finally finished soaking us down but now I could feel it continue spurting into an actual orgasm. "I'm cumming" I try to croak out, my throat still in a chokehold. I don't know if anything even shot out from my drenched dick at this point but the feeling was just as intense as if it was my first orgasm after a week of edging. I feel my hole contracting around the fat dick rapidly slipping in and out of me. "Yeah, tight pig pussy. Daddy's filthy cum dump," he barks at me. Slowing down just slightly he withdraws to his head and pounds with all his might into me. And again, and again. His whole body is tense, his grip tightens around my neck and I realize he's unloading in me. I'm practically seeing stars but I don't care. I keep my pussy clenched, making sure to milk every last drop of his Italian seed inside of me. Finally, his grip loosens around my neck while the pounding continues. I can imagine his two loads mixing together and dripping from my sloppy well-used cunt. My hole was swollen with puffy lips around his rock-hard prick. He pulls out abruptly and I feel so empty. I clench my hole, not wanting any of his baby batter to leak out. He squats behind me. "Such a filthy cunt on my whore boy." I feel his hot breath on my hole and realize as much as I try to clench, my dripping hole is still open. "Push out for daddy," he growls, "Oh fuck yeah piggy boy." I feel him slurping and sucking at my tender ring as I push his two buckets of cum into his mouth. I feel filthy, disgusting even, but I don't care, I'm still more turned on than I have ever been. I start to finally catch my breath, or as much as I can while he snorts and slurps my sloppy cunt, creating a gentler pleasure. He stands back up, a wicked smile across his sloppy, slimy face. He leans in and from instinct I open my mouth, allowing him to drool his own load he just slurped out of my hole into my mouth. "UNNNGH" I shout, feeling not only his thick loogie of spit and cum hit my tongue, but his cock sliding back into me all the way. I swallow and lean up to lick his lips. I'm exhausted, I don't want this to end, but my legs are cramping, the faucet is digging into my back and my stomach is shaking from holding myself in place for so long. As if reading my mind, I feel him slide out. Empty again he backs up and pulls me towards him. My legs are weak as my feet hit the floor but he holds me close, giving me a sloppy kiss. Tasting all the cum, piss, sweat, and ass from both of us mixed together. Somehow, I feel my cock go from a semi to full steal again. Our kiss breaks and I slide down his sweaty, piss-soaked furry body, gently kissing and licking my way down to the object of my surprising desire; His heavy, soft glistening cock. Once facing it I slurp it in, cleaning it off of all the cum my tongue can find. "That's right piggy, you know what Daddy wanted." His hands caress my head as I gently nurse his cock. My own hand finds its way to my battered hole, gently feeling around the sensitive swollen ring, slimy with cum. Still tight, but wet and used enough to slide two fingers inside the sticky cunt with ease. My tongue is swirling around the head, devouring it, making sure to swirl my tongue around his thick foreskin, cleaning every inch of him. His hands grow firmer around my head and without warning, his piss starts tickling out on my tongue. I keep my lips sealed and start to swallow. It's hot, tangy, salty, and bitter but I find it delicious, so I
continue to gulp it down. My fingers are buried in my ass, wiggling against my prostate, swallowing this stud's piss. "Oh yeah, little piss pig is thirsty for Daddy's Italian drink." His filthy talk is a total turn on even though it usually just makes me laugh when anyone else tries to get verbal. I open my mouth, letting him fill it, feeling splashes hit my face and as I swallow, some floods out of my mouth, running down my body. I grip his heavy, swollen shaft and hold it in place, bowing my head in front of his stream, getting my hair drenched. It runs down my back, down my crack, letting it wet the fingers sliding in and out of me. "Yeah, the dirty pig needed a golden shower." I take the slowing stream back to my lips and fill my mouth, spitting it up at him, and again. With the last of his piss in my mouth, he leans down and presses his open lips against mine and our tongues battle around in the hot liquid spilling from our mouths. He looks down at me, panting, drenched, and happy. I can only imagine what I look like, kneeling on the floor in a puddle, in front of this stud, covered in sweat, piss, cum, and spit, playing with my hole. I can't stop smiling.
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