I was in L.A. for a weekend and met a guy in a gay bar in Burbank. He'd been checking me out from the moment I walked in the door so of course I noticed him. We got to talking and it wasn't long before he was fondling me through my jeans at the bar. He bought me a couple of drinks and it was sooner than later that we both our hands inside each other's pants. He had a fabulous cock.
He invited me back to his house. I followed him in my rental car. He parked in the garage and I parked out front. It's amazing what a little rum, being horny and knowing I'm leaving on a plane in the morning will do to the inhibitions. As I got out of the car, I kicked off my boots (wasn't wearing socks), unbuttoned my shirt and took it off, unbuttoned the 501s (wasn't wearing underwear either) and was completely naked on his doorstep (except for a leather cockstrap) by the time he let me in.
I dropped my clothes inside the door. The man (Sadly, I can't remember his name now) took off his shirt and led me to the backyard. If it wasn't completely secluded, it was certainly private enough. I took a seat and started rubbing my hard cock while I waited. Soon he brought me another cocktail. He was very naked now. And very hard as well.
He ran his fingers over my body, giving my nipples a good pinching along the way. He scrupulously avoided my cock, but gently tickled my inner thighs, encouraging me to spread my legs wider. Then he knelt down in front of me, took one leg and ran his wet tongue down the length of it. When he reached my foot, he gave the sole a good bathing before taking my big toe into his mouth. He sucked my toes for a while, pausing only to switch to the other leg.
He had me so turned on that I was ready to reciprocate right away. So I stood up and changed places with him, repeating the same actions he had performed on me. Running my tongue along the inside of his leg down to his feet. Taking his toes, one by one into my mouth. Then I couldn't help myself. I knelt forward and had to have his cock in my mouth. A lovely, at least 7 inch cock with some excellent girth.
He said "Wait." but he didn't put up much of a fight. I bobbed up and down on the beauty for a while, then licked his balls, sucking one then the other into my mouth. I can still remember how great it felt and tasted.
Eventually he did stop me. He took me by the hand into the grass in the backyard. He said, "kneel down." I did and went for his cock. But he stopped me this time. "No, turn around." I did, but reminded him that I don't fuck without a condom. Even though I wasn't looking at him, I could hear the smile on his face as he said "I'm not going to fuck you. Yet."
And with that, he pushed my face toward the grass and unleashed his tongue on my hole. It was infuckingcredible! Here I was, naked, face down in the grass at night getting my ass so perfectly rimmed by this guy I barely knew! And he licked me for a while. I tried to squirm out, to give hime some pleasure as well, but he wouldn't let me. he just kept at it. His toungue ran all around my hole and slid in and out of the little puckering opening. I was almost ready to cum just from that.
finally, he let up. I turned around and fell back naked in the grass, still reeling from the tongue bath my ass had gotten. He was kneeling there smiling down at me. This was that point. "What do you want from me? I will do anything you want."
He grinned and asked "Do you like watersports?'
In reality, I don't. but at that moment, like I said, I would do anything for him.
I got up on my knees, spread my legs and arms wide in the best submissive posture I could do, turned my head up, and waited.
"Say please."
"Please."
"Please what?"
"Please, sir. Piss on me."
"You want me to piss on you?"
"Yes sir"
And at that point, he stood up, hovered over me and start to piss on my body. I felt his warm piss running down my chest, between my legs. He walked around me and pissed all over my back and ass. Like I said, it isn't something that turns me on, but that it turned him on so much made it worth it for me.
When he was done, he pulled me up by my arms and gave me a deep, long kiss, his tongue filling my mouth. He said, "I want to take you upstairs and fuck you now. But I need to clean you off first."
He hosed me down on the patio and handed me a towel to dry off. I followed him upstairs. We got out the condoms and he fucked me silly. On my back with my legs up over his shoulders, my legs over my head, doggy style, bent over the foot of the bed. He tied my hands to the headboard, face down and smacked my ass, first with his hand, then, when I told him how much I enjoyed it, with his belt. He fucked me all the while slapping my ass.
He asked me where I wanted him to cum. I said, "on my face, please, sir."
He held his cock close, so close to my face, but not close enough for my mouth to reach it, and he jerked until he came. And he came a boatload. Some was in my mouth, most was all over my face. He scooped some of it up with his finger and I sucked it off. He rubbed it around some.
Then he took his cum covered hand and started stroking my hard cock. I knew at this point it wasn't going to take long and warned him. He immediately started sucking my cock, with his cum already on it. I don't think I've ever yelled louder that I was cumming. Some, he swallowed. Some he held onto in his mouth and kissed me while still stroking my softening, and extremely sensitive cock.
We smiled and laughed while he untied my hands and laid there in the cum puddles for a couple of minutes.
I had to leave for a very early flight. I should have kept in touch with him some how. It was stupid not to.
But I still know where he lives.