...I stood just inside the front door of his condo when he went in. I didn't know if I should follow him or take off my snow covered boots or just stand there. He still seemed angry with me and I certainly didn't want to push him now. He was stomping around in the back of the house and saying something to me but I couldn't make it out. I bent down to unclasp my boots and I heard something rustle. I raised my head and found myself staring straight at his crotch.
Much to my surprise and pleasure, Kirk had removed his snowsuit and was now only dressed in his white long underwear and socks. I think he must have bought his underwear a few sizes too small, because it stretched itself around all the curves and bumps of his muscles from his calves to his biceps. He also removed his watch cap and goggles and was now just standing there in a K-2 baseball cap. I could have shot my load just staring at him. He knew it too, because he just flashed his pearly whites me and gave me a little wink.
"Even though I'd like to play doctor and nurse with you, I'd rather it just be a game. Take off that snowsuit or you'll get sick," he said with a little chuckle, "want a beer or something?"
"I guess you're right and sure I'll take a beer." I began to undress and back he came with the beer. When you're out of that wet stuff come on upstairs. I couldn't get my clothes off fast enough. When I got down to my long underwear, I realized that I was soaked all the way through the back from laying in the snow.
I made it upstairs and just stood there sipping on a beer as he flipped through the remote. "What's wrong man?" he asked.
"I'm soaked to the bone, mind if I take a quick shower and try to dry out first?"
"Yeah, I do mind, why don't you just get naked and let me try to take care of you first."
I couldn't believe my luck. Not only had I already been fucked by this Nordic god once today, he wasn't finished with me. Since I didn't know when this streak of luck would end, I decided to jump on the chance. He left the couch and came up over to me. He reached from behind me and hugged me tight around the waist.
He started kissing me lightly on the neck and blowing in my right ear. For some reason, and I don't know how he knew it, but that spot really seems to get me going. His hands were roaming all over my chest from nipple to nipple and down my abs. I felt his cock pressing against my crack and I was instantly hard.
He grabbed my shirt at the bottom and started to pull it up and over my head. When he got it up to my neck and my head was covered, he stopped and just spun me around. I couldn't see a thing and my arms were useless to me caught up in the shirt and his grip. His hot breath was on my chest as his tongue massaged my nipples. Oh my god, my breath was short and I thought I would pop. Suddenly, he bit down on my nipple and I let out a yelp. He chuckled and then repeated himself on the right. I couldn't decide if it was pain or pleasure, but I sure loved it.
In one swift move, he tore the shirt off me and let me see him again. The grin on his face was almost an evil one. It was filled with desire, control and lust. He knew I was his. I knew I was his and I was happy to go along with it.
I reached out to touch him and he grabbed them and forced me to my knees.
"Down, and ask for permission before you touch me." I was a little thrown off and reached to touch his foot again. He was quicker than I though and brought his other foot down on top of my hand. It hurt, but I got the message. "Ask for permission boy!"
I'd always been interested in the master/slave role, but had never done it so I had to think quickly. "Sir, may I touch you sir?"
"Not yet, boy."
The smell of his sweat, mixed with the funk of his well worn socks was intoxicating. I loved the smell of a big sweaty man who needed to be cleaned. The taste of his sweat along my tongue as I examined every part of his body was too much. I had to ask again.
"Sir, may I undress you and clean the sweat from you?"
"Slowly and without your hands."
He really knew how to tease me, getting him undressed with my hands would have been the quick and easy way to get to the promised land, but he was going to make me work for it. I could feel his eyes burning into me as he just stared. I moved to the top of his right sock with my mouth and began to work my mouth around the top in order to get a grip on it. I managed to fit my tongue between his tight sock and his leg and had my first taste of his sweat salty flesh. He let out a soft moan as I managed to get a grip on it and began to pull it down. Slowly at first, but as I reached his Achilles tendon, and licked it strongly, he let out a great groan pulling his foot back and me on the floor with his sock in my mouth. I wasn't sure if he enjoyed it or not but he wasted no time putting his other foot in my face and telling me to "keep it up man."
I worked the second sock down and spent even more time dancing around his ankle with my tongue. I could tell he wanted the other tendon licked but I decided to tease him a little. When I finally did lick it, the same thing happened again. His socks smelled so good that I just sat there with it in my mouth.
"Spit it out, you're far from finished." He shot his foot back up to my mouth and said "clean my feet." I thought, gladly, as I began to lick his toes one by one. Lightly sucking each one until he pulled it out and fed me the next one. I massaged each tip with my tongue as a little preview of what was to come.
I got myself to a kneeling position and began to lick my way up the his legs. Feeling the texture of the fabric rubbing against my tongue and taking in his scent. When I reached his waist, he turned and put his gorgeous ass in my face. The scent of his love hole reeked of sweat and moisture. I couldn't resist taking a bite so I opened up my mouth and bit down ever so slightly to which he let out a little "ouch."
Taking a hold of his waist ban in my teeth, ensuring that my tongue was at the top of his crack, I began to pull them down, inch by inch. I could feel resistance from the other side as his engorged cock pressed against the material, holding his cock. When the first inch was down, I stopped and began to rub my tongue up and down his crack which was covered with just the lightest coating of blond hair. His ass itself was smooth, but the fur guarded the treasure.
One more inch came down and the first strong whiff of his hole made itself known. I was close now and when I began to lick, I started to get that familiar taste in my mouth. I couldn't take the inch by inch anymore and just grabbed on and yanked down. When I pulled down, I could feel his cock pop loose from the underwear and he sort of became a little wobbly on his feet. He adjusted himself and as I got them down, he kicked them off.
He turned himself around and I found myself face to face with that huge ten inch piece of meat one again. I reached out to the head, already dripping with sweet smelling pre-cum and he pushed my head away. "I told you to ask!"
Breathing deeply, and trying to calm myself down, I cleared my throat and said "Sir, may I please lick and suck your cock?"
"No, begin my cleaning my balls." Once again he chuckled as his monster wagged in my face.
I began by licking his scrotum slowly taking in all the wonderful aroma of cock, balls, ass and sweat mixed together. The perfume it gave off is heavenly and I was drunk with excitement. Taking each ball into my mouth and giving them each a thorough tongue bath seemed to please him as he moaned with pleasure. After trying to fit both huge orbs into my mouth and failing, he pulled out and without warning started rubbing the head against my lips. Back and forth just slightly grazing the skin of my lips and letting strings of pre-cum stretch between the slit in cock and the slit in my mouth. I gently licked some of it in my mouth to get a sweet taste and then began to lick the head.
Kirk moaned and grabbed the back of my head forcing me to take as much as possible with one hard forceful push. Four or five inches made its way into my mouth and began going down my throat before the gag reflex hit. I gently pulled it out while I collected myself and began again. He started to pump himself into my open mouth with greater speed and depth on each stroke.
As his dick passed over my eager tongue on each stroke, I could feel the blood pulsing through his veined member. The pulsing of it began to increase as did his moans. There was no way I was going to lose the chance to have him inside me again, so I began to slow down the pace and gradually pulled off.
Kirk seemed to know what I want and with what seemed like one fluid motion, leaned down, pushed me on my back and had me legs over his shoulder. I expected him to slam into me again as he did before, but he shocked me when he lowered his mouth over my waiting cock and began to suck. I never imagined that he would do it but he tried.
After about a minute of constant sucking, he was overcome with passion and once again raised my legs up. He was still dripping wet and put himself at my waiting hole. I wasn't disappointed and he wasn't patient when he shoved in with one full push. I groaned in pleasure and pain as he just let it sit there.
The thrusting started out slow and short but eventually he began making full strokes, hitting my magic button with every entry. I was rolling in pleasure as I reached down and with simply grabbing my dick, shot my load all over my chest. The clenching of my ass on his cock seemed to be to much as Kirk started to grunt, groan and swell within me. He began to shoot volley after volley of hot jizz deep into me. His sweat poured on to my body and he filled my body.
When he was finished, he collapsed on to me and kissed me gently.