“You’re neg, right?”
What a time to ask. My hard cock is buried up his ass and he’s asking if I’m neg. Hell, seems to me you ought to be asking that a little earlier than now. But who the fuck cares? I am about to shoot a load deep into this guy’s ass.
He groans. Someday, I’m going to have to answer that question honestly and see what happens. Truth is, I have no idea. Haven’t been tested in years.
So I slide out and push back in. This guy’s not used to being a bottom, so I have to be gentle. But I’m gonna get my nut.
The evening started out pretty normal. It was a boring night in the middle of the week. But I was a little restless. While I am beginning to sort through the online mess of fakes, flakes and assholes, I’ve been unfortunate enough that I’ve not found anyone close by who likes to get fucked or even someone to suck my cock off on occasion. Well, there was the 57-year-old after his wife went to sleep, but that’s hardly worth mentioning.
So I went downtown to a country & western bar. Not the best place to find an ass to fuck (although there’s a propensity for many men to wear ass-hugging Levi’s or Wranglers), I find the laidback, friendly attitude of a country bar makes it an easier place for a newcomer like me to break in.
So I’m relaxing with a beer, chatting with a Lesbian when he walks in. Sure as hell, he’s not the hottest guy in here. But sometimes, you just know a potential pig. His clean cut appearance doesn’t fool me. He’s also alone, grabbing a water from the bartender and staking out a place just in the shadows.
The Lesbian heads off to dance and I finish the beer. I wander over to the bartender and get a water and then head to the potential pig.
“Time for me to switch to water,” I say.
“Yeah, I’m just swinging by,” he says. “It’s a school night, so I can’t stay out.”
“But you were restless and couldn’t stand to hang at home,” I respond.
“You know it,” he says, extending his hand. “I’m Erik.”
“Mark,” I shake his hand.
There’s some small talk while we both swallow our respective waters. Pretty soon, I see his eyes venture south, checking out my package. I’m not sure if it’s on purpose, but he’s licking his lips. He’s in his early 30s, nice frat face, a small Southern drawl and some junk in his trunk. It was obvious he was a hairy white boy who didn’t get a lot of attention, but I wasn’t up for the effort of getting one of the A&F model wannabes to wrap his tight smooth ass around my cock. My average guy was cute enough for a Wednesday night.
After a little while of more small talk, I make my move, chunking the empty water bottle.
“Well, I better head home,” I say, reaching around with my left arm, half hugging Erik and grabbing his ass. While we’re up close, face to face, I give him a little smile. “You take care stud.”
He takes the bait, and kisses me on the lips. I respond, pushing my tongue into his slightly parted lips.
It was like I’d applied electric shock to his balls. Erik seemed to come to life with a jolt. He was slurping on my tongue some. So I pulled my tongue back and applied a juicy bit of spit to the end and thrust it back in.
A moan seemed to come up from Erik’s bowels. I know this boy’s weakness.
I withdrew. “Take care hot stuff.”
He looked a little stunned, then got his bearings again. “I’ll walk you out.”
Again, a little small talk, when he asks where I’m headed. I tell him.
“That goes almost by my place,” he says. “Want to stop in?”
I pause, check my watch, then say, “Sure, I’ve got a little time.”
I follow him a few miles up the road to his place. As we walk up to his place, I build up a fuckload of spit in my mouth. As we enter his apartment, I pull him and kiss deeply, dumping my saliva into his eager tongue. He swallows it all and returns, wanting more. I help him out again.
He’s a little shorter than me, so I pull apart for a second, purse my lips and let some spit drip out. He slurps it up immediately.
He pulls me toward the darkened hall and into a room, where he flips on a lamp and turns to face me, his lips parted slightly. I am ready with more spit, but this time, I step back a little and force it out with some aggression.
Most lands in his mouth, which had opened completely when Erik realized what was coming. We begin to strip naked, kissing deeply as we continue. I keep him infused with my spit. His cock is standing straight out from his body and nicely leaking.
It doesn’t take long until he’s sucking my cock with a lot of gusto. I begin to drop spit onto his face and my cock. He gets more enthusiastic with my cock. I’ve worked his boy into the frenzy I seek. I pull him up, spit on his face again and he seems to shudder with ecstasy. I spin him around so he’s facing the bed and push him down. He falls onto the bed and I go straight for that hairy crack, spitting on it at first and then licking it with lots of spit. He’s moaning again.
I don’t wait long. Pretty soon, I crawl up onto his back and my hard cock lays in his crack, poised at his hole. I plant my face next to his and stick my tongue out with a huge loogie. He sucks it off at the moment I find his hole and push the head against it.
He relaxes a little but winces. I pull back. Kiss him a little more, then come up, standing up and spreading his cheeks. I spit again on his hole and then add a goodly amount of spit to my cock. I lay back down on him and go to kiss him, then pull back just enough and spit into his open mouth. His hole relaxes just enough at that moment, so I push in again.
“FUCK!” he says.
I stay still, kissing him, producing plenty of spit for him to slurp. And I feel him give up, knowing that he’s happy enough with the spit to let me fuck him. So I push in further.
Within a few minutes, I am humping him in smooth, slow motions and kissing him. He’s very happy since I just keep the spit coming.
He moans a little.
“You’re neg, right?”
He groans. And now I am pumping a little faster.
I spit. “You want it, don’t you?”
He doesn’t answer.
I spit again, this one landing on the right side of his nose. “Do you want it?”
“Yes,” he whispers.
I begin to throb. He can feel it. “Yes, yes, yes…”
“Tell me you want it!” the spittle is flying all over his face as I speak.
“PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME!”
I growl and bury my cock deep. Now it’s throbbing deep inside that raw ass, releasing every bit of cum into him. As I come out the other side of my orgasm, I spit a huge amount into his mouth.
I collapse onto the top of him and relax.
A little later on, I remove my cum-covered cock, flip him over and spit into his mouth continuously until he shoots a huge load all over his chest. It doesn’t take long.
Soon, I am on my way home.