Piss Ass Tired

I know Valentin's day was clear last week, but knowing it's been awhile since I last shared any of my horny happenings, I thought I'd fill everyone in on a new first of mine.

To start, y'all need to understand that since becoming fruitier than a pebble in a box of kid's cereal, I've always had a hard time knowing what to do for Valentine's.  HELLO!!!  We're BOTH boys...who dines whom and who's ass ends up munching on cock like a toothless whore?

This year, thank God, was easy for me.  last year, Mark really took my cock by the balls, so I felt it was now up to me to return the favor.  Not wanting to deal with the uncomfortable stares that come with taking another man out for V-day, I got us reservations for a little place up in Boys Town.  We had a nice dinner and exchanged cards (I had my haiku and visuals printed into card form and he gave me a real "cheesy" one, bestowing all his love and all that garbage).  He's sweet, but it really was horrible to the point of hilarity.  (I totally had to laugh at him).  Afterwards, we hit the bar scene, danced a slow grind to some hard beats (which I rarely dance) and enjoyed the much anticipated male entertainment.  The boys put on quite a show and, I cannot tell a lie, both Mark and I eventually HAD to reach up and cop a feel (or two...).

With night turning to morning, we cabbed it home around 1:00 am, where we exchanged gifts (I got a new striped jock that really shows off my best assets (after my curls, of course) and I got him a fitted dress shirt that accentuates his broad shoulders and classic V torso...YUMMY!).  Drunk and horned up to beat a warmed and readied ass, we quickly wrastled each other our of our clothes.

Unable to wait a single second longer, I dropped before his maleness and took him full into my mouth.  GAWD, after watching a bar full of hot guys dance about, getting pinched and groped, showing off their round, fuckable asses and bulging cocks completely had me wired up and salivating.  With one hand squarely wrapped about his bloated balls, my other reached around to play with his pliant ass.  Pushing him back onto the bed, I spread him out before me, tongue lapping at his taint and perfectly puckered pink hole.  He smelled of sweat, booze and MAN... heady stuff INDEED.  Going back to his cock, I inserted a spit wettened finger to begin the slow process of opening his ass for the eventual hard dicking that I was going to reign thick and hard deep inside his succulence.

Leaving him for the moment to get some lube, I heard him moan with emptiness...legs still up and out, his hole begging for more attention.  His ass just off the edge of the bed, legs resting on my shoulders, I crouched before him to line up my dick and, knowing my way quite well, found his sweet spot and entered him unhindered.  (I love it when it goes in smooth and easy the very first time...sends shivers).  As I leaned in for a kiss, I could feel his cock between us, wet with excitement and throbbing for relief.  NOT SO FAST, I wanted this to last.  Slow but insistent, I rocked deep and hard into him, feeling him inch ever further onto the bed, until, finally, I had to climb up and on to still be able to fuck him so deeply.  Split in two, ass splayed, my lips licking at his reddened ears...HE WAS MINE!!!

Loving the feel of his cock trapped fat and hot between us, I was hesitant to rise above, planting my arms like pillars on each side of him, to better view my beautiful man below.  Yet the need to see him completely and look into his eyes as he came was just too powerful.  Looking down, drinking in all his male glory, as I continued pumping into him, I told him, "Come on, Mark, cum for me baby; I wanna SEE you cum.  PLEASE?!?"  Chest out, mouth open, ass tightening around my cock, he reached down to take his ever so hard dick in hand and stoke up, over his flushed head and quickly back down his base. Over and over, quicker and quicker until the time was near.  Eyes big as saucers, I continued to pound into him as I watched.  I knew I was close, could feel it building up in my loins, and his ass was dancing a rhythmic beat that could not be ignored.  Toes curling, I tried and tried to hold out, to find a way to cum together; to feel sweet release simultaneously with his.  Too late, balls gurgling, I drained myself completely inside him.  Shivering, I spilled and spilled...and spilled as he too came hard and strong all the fuck over his damn self.

Collapsing on top of him, meshing into a manwich of sweat, cum and steaming testosterone, I gave him one final kiss before slowly exiting and rolling off to my right.  My cock, still thick and rubbery with blood, I felt his hand reach to squeeze out the last of my cream as his thumb rubbed along my super sensitive tip.  This unexpected touch caused such a stir, I actually shot my last bits from deep inside and spurted a tiny glob of goo between my pecs.  Leaning in with his body to spoon, his warm, softened dick resting on my thigh, he kissed away my tad bit of cream.  Shivers...did I mention shivers?

Feeling way too dirty to sleep, we hit the shower together; soaping, kissing, cleaning and caressing along the way.  About mid-way through, I totally had to pee.  I don't know about the rest of you, but a post cum pee is the BOMB!  It feels so good, almost like a second orgasm, not hot and insistent, but warm and relaxing.  Anyway, too drunk and tired to leave Mark's enveloping arms, I just let it rush over me.  I've never EVER pissed on Mark, but I couldn't help myself.  With soft dick meshed with his, I opened the flood gates and washed ourselves in a hot, foamy piss.  Mixing with the shower's spray, I felt it flow heavy into his bush, then continue in fat drops down our legs and into our toes.  Next thing I know, a second rush of hot liquid bursts into MY bush...fucker pissed right the fuck on me!!!

I don't know if I'll ever want to do this again (certainly nowhere else but in the shower), but it was a pretty intoxicating first, to say the least.  Sleepy from all the steam, we finished re-washing up and hit the hay.  Two hours later, 5 bells rang sharp and insistent.  Head blaring, we hit the gym and I, more or less, struggled the rest of the week.  With a quite weekend, I'm finally feeling my old self, full of piss and vinegar and ready for some FUCK'N!

Be blessed, may your cream be pearly and your piss GOLDEN!!

Rafa