Honestly, I thought Florent was full of shit about meeting up the very next day after I drank his urine and swallowed his cum. He wasn’t. Quite the opposite, in fact.
It was later that afternoon when a Recon message came through from him.
“Tomorrow 10?”, it read.
“Oui”, I replied.
“😈”, was all I needed to see on my cellphone screen to know that Florent was not kidding.
I woke up early enough to get ready for our fuck date. I couldn’t get the image of his body out of my mind. That handsome bearded face, perfect hairy chest, and that baseball bat dick…truly magnificent.
It was approaching 10, and I suddenly became so nervous my pits were beginning to sweat. I wore only a jockstrap since there was no point to dress.
I heard a strong, confident rap on the hotel room door, too loud to be housekeeping. When I opened it in my state of undress, Florent’s facial expression immediately shifted back to that mischievous grin I’d seen a few times 24-hours before. He stepped inside and I closed and locked the door behind him.
Grey sweatpants, white tank top, baseball cap, he smelled like musk and soap. An evident bulge down there appeared, but I think that was the point.
Florent startled me by grabbing the back of my head and quickly lifting his arm upward so my nose was buried in his thicket of pit hair. I inhaled his essence, deep whiffs that permeated my brain, and instincts took over, my tongue swiped across the length of his swamp of hair, filling my tastebuds. I think I even moaned into his pit, feasting on it, embracing his bicep while doing so. Florent didn’t need to force my head into his armpit any longer, so he let go and held both his arms up for me to enjoy, and my hands roamed and explored his chest and arms while he flexed. Fuck, he was so sexy I could worship him all day long!
Florent finally had to dislodge me from his ripe left pit and pushed me towards the bathtub.
No words spoken, his facial expression said it all. I stepped inside and knelt in the very same position as the day before, only this time Florent removed his shoes and stepped inside with me. I wasn’t expecting that.
His fingers reached for my nose and he pinched it closed, tightly, forcing my mouth to open, his other hand guided my open mouth onto his three-quarter hard shaft. My lips stretched wide around its girth. With his fingers still pressing my nostrils shut, Florent let his piss loose, straight down my gullet. My esophagus burned from the acidity, only a faint taste since his dickhead was lodged beyond my tastebuds. It was such a strong steady flow, velvety smooth, and I swallowed diligently.
After a minute, Florent let go of my nose and pulled his pissing cock from my face. His hands reached for the ceiling as I wrapped my hand around it and showered my entire body from head to toe in his yellow essence. I rubbed his excreting penis all over my face, and then opened my mouth again, this time wanting to deliberately taste the full on flavor of this burly hunk’s urine. I was so turned on, my cock was hard and leaking under my jock.
When Florent’s flow finally ceased, both of my hands squeezed out any remnants of piss remaining and then I opened wide again, working his cock to fullness, our eyes locked, Florent gently nodding his head up and down in appreciation of my oral talents.
“You want I fuck you?”, he growled after allowing me to orally worship him for fifteen minutes.
“Oui, s’il-vous-plaît”, I begged.
I was soaked in piss, Florent’s feet were, too. His cock was covered in gobs of my throat goo and phlegm, I turned around and with my hands pressed on the tiles in front of me, I bent over and presented my ass to him.
Florent spit into his hand and two of his fingers found my sphincter and breached it.
I let out a soft cry which turned into a gentle moan when Florent manipulated them so well inside of me. He definitely had experience in opening holes for his huge cock before. Another big spit into his hand and a third finger was introduced. My hole was dilating so well now, and I was hungry for cock.
“Fuck me!”, I demanded.
The slobber coating his cock had mostly dried by now, Florent let some of his spittle drip down, landing on his throbbing cock and he rubbed it over its entirety. He did this three times making sure there would be enough for a smooth glide.
When he pressed his engorged cock head through my assring, I felt like I was being torn in two. The initial burst of pain seared through me, and I almost pulled off, but Florent’s grip on my hips was never going to allow that. Inch by painful inch, my butt hole was sinking over that huge cock like a sleeve until it bottomed out.
I bit down on my forearm desperately trying to breathe through this huge invasion until my hole could relax and enjoy the ride.
Florent was patient for a few seconds, until he wasn’t. His right hand pressed my face against the shower wall and he pulled his hips back and thrust forward, one hard, deep, deliberate stroke searching for more territory to claim in my rear. Several more deep strokes followed and I felt my ass opening up and parting to the will of its conqueror.
Florent growled as he found a pace to his liking, occasionally using the palm of his large hand to smack my ass cheeks. Florent stepped back in the tub and pressed my back downward so he could dig even deeper. My hands gripped my ankles for dear life as Florent pounded away. I felt his hefty balls careening against me. It felt so glorious, my eyes were continuously rolling back in their sockets. My ass was making all kinds of sounds from the sloppy slosh, Florent was continuing to add his mouth juices throughout this deep dicking.
Finally, Florent’s right arm wrapped around my torso and he pulled me upright. His rough beard landed on my shoulder blade and as he fucked me harder, his teeth bit down on my flesh. Florent growled louder, his strokes even more fast and furious, his cock swelled up, feeling like a fucking flag pole a foot deep up my ass, and when his strokes became more ragged, his breathing more disjointed, the growls turned into roars.
“Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!”, I encouraged Florent to rail me hard.
“You’re so fucking big! Fuck me! Breed me!”
I reached behind me to grasp his hairy, beefy ass mounds. I felt it flex as he injected me with his seed, blasting rope after rope of jism very deep into my bowels. My jock was completely soaked from blowing my load, hands-free!
Florent rested his head on the back of my neck and held himself steady inside me. I could feel his shaft still twitching, releasing his precious ball juice into me.
I thought Florent would pull himself out and that our session was over, but that’s not what happened. After two minutes or more, feeling his cock become softer, but still very much impaled inside me, I felt a warm sensation in my bowels, and I also felt like I was getting “fuller” by the second.
It finally hit me that Florent was peeing in my ass, using it as his personal piss bucket. I had to do everything I could to squeeze my sphincter closed to contain it, but it was a losing battle because soon enough, piss was drooling out of my stuffed ass. Florent had fucked me to such a wide gape, I just wasn’t tight enough to keep it all inside me.
Once Florent finished using my hole for his purposes, he pulled out on his terms. I spun around to get a good look at his dangling monster between his legs. There was some cum stuck to his pubes and his cock glistened from the combination of piss and cum. I knelt down, opened up, closed my eyes and devoured his shaft, licking off the cum from his thick pubes and savoring the beautiful treat I was fortunate enough to receive.
“Thank you”, I said looking right into Florent’s dark brown eyes. I meant it, that was some of the hottest sex I’d ever had with a stranger.
Florent responded with a knowing grunt, like “yeah, I know what you faggots like and need”, and he stepped out of the tub, wiped his feet with my bath towel and while I was gathering myself in the bathroom, he was already gone.
My jock was soaked in piss and my own cum and although I’d already exploded when Flovent fucked me, I was still quite horned up. I found myself lying in my bed with my mouth full of my jock, tasting him, tasting me, a butt plug up my sloppy ass, and I jerked off, splattering my chest with my spooge which was spraying wildly like a lawn sprinkler.
I didn’t even bother to clean up. I enjoyed feeing like a sleazy used whore, full of cum and piss inside me, my own jizz drying all over my body. I closed my eyes, fully relaxed, and took a two hour nap.
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