Pig in Palm Springs - 6. Chapter 6

My urgency and aching nuts are why this particular message caught my eye.

Total bottom, need you to fuck the piss out of me, literally. I want your load in me when I go to dinner for my friend's bachelorette party

I go back to his profile

<less than 1000 ft away> Blond Gymnast Twunk - 26. 5’7, Muscular

Smooth ripped bottom with a tight hungry hole. Into some kinks.

I swipe back to the chat and scroll through his pictures. Pale smooth skin with light freckling. Handsome face, had a decent cock and balls, short-trimmed auburn bush, but what got me was his perfectly round, smooth ass and tight pink pucker - definitely worth reading his additional messages.

I don’t have a ton of time but want to fuck.

I showered but haven't put deodorant on. Not huge into smells, but really into pissplay.

Another picture was sent of him bent over a bed in a jock strap, cheeks spread, and his tasty-looking pink hairless hole on display.

So you want it?

He was definitely hot, not what I tend to go for, but after a day of being a submissive cocksucking slut, my cock and I were ready to play dom Daddy with this bossy bottom.

Yup, come over after you tank up.

Fuck yeah! Will you piss on me before eating my ass then bread me?

Wow, this kid has an agenda, but fuck, it certainly aligns with mine. I give him the address and head into my bathroom. Noting he’s not into smells, I turn the shower on, kick off my thong and step under the water. I pump cleanser into my hand and start washing my face. On autopilot, I grab the bar of soap and start lathering my pits.

“Stop!” I yell out loud to myself, "No soap anywhere else. This is my weekend, stop being a people pleaser!"

I dry off, slip on a tiny pair of cotton shorts, and make my way back to the kitchen. I have just finished chugging a bottle of water and crack open a hard seltzer when I hear the front gate doorbell. I run over to the call box and buzz him in. I walk to the large door, pull it open, and watch him walk up.

Damn, he’s cute. He seems shy but I can tell he is definitely into me from his continuous eye scanning of my body.

“You want a drink?”

“You have another one of those?” he asks, nodding toward the one in my hand.

“Flavor?”

“Mango”

“Good choice, Follow me.”

We walk to the kitchen and I grab him his drink. Handing him the cold can he follows me to the backyard. I walk over to a lounge chair and turn to see him gulping down his drink, still by the door.

“Nervous?” I ask.

“A little, but just don’t have a ton of time.”

He puts the can on the table and strips off his clothes. He walks up to me, his cock growing as it bounces free in front of him, and leans up to kiss me.

There is urgency in his kiss, hunger, his rigid cock pokes into my thigh as his tongue swirls around my mouth. I break the kiss to catch my breath and he drops down to his knees instantly.

“Soak me, sir!”

I laugh, caught off guard at how no-nonsense this kid is - getting right to business. I take a swig of my own drink and grind his face into my crotch, the thin cotton failing to conceal how hard I am. His mouth starts kissing and sucking me through the shorts, not helping my struggle to get a flow going. I pull him up and bring him over to one of the lounge chairs. Having him kneel at the end of it.

“Take my shorts off!” I bark.

He reaches up and starts sliding them down, my cock pops out slapping him in the face and he looks up at me with a devilish grin.

“Fuck you’re hot!” he whispers from under my shaft.

He goes to grab my dick but I slap his hand away and I see his face fill with excitement, noting how it grows the more dominant I get with him.

I grab my shaft and take a deep breath, glad I’ve had the urge to piss for a while. It sputters out a blast on his face and he smiles wider, I aim my head at his mouth and I see his pink puffy lips open. I slap it on his tongue, another strong burst juts from my slit to the back of his throat and he eagerly swallows. He moans in encouragement as he closes his mouth, sealing his lips around my throbbing meat. I feel the pressure building in my bladder and after another deep breath, maintaining eye contact, I start flooding his mouth. He does his best to keep up, swallowing what he can but I can't hold back or control the gushing torrent. His mouth opens and piss spills down his chin as he sputters and coughs, still maintaining his smile. I take a step back and start hosing him down from his blond curls to his bouncing six-inch boner, piss dripping off his tight, shaved sack and pooling underneath him.

Watching him writhe and moan as his hands rub my piss into his chiseled frame an idea comes to mind. I cut off my stream for a second, now that I've finally had some drainage, and I can see disappointment and surprise in his eyes when he looks up from my crotch.

“Turn around and spread your cheeks.”

He smiles wide, eagerly obliges, and with his ass in the air, pulls his smooth white cheeks apart, exposing his tight, hairless fuck hole. I swear he was winking at me with it just as I let my piss go again, shooting right at its target. I take a step closer as my stream lightens and I make sure to cover every inch of his thick, round ass. His fingers are tracing his piss-soaked crack and circling his hole while softly moaning and swiveling his hips, teasing me.

My cock back to its fullest and dripping precum again leads me forward. I grip the base and swat his wet hole before I bend down to drive my tongue right into his pissy hole. He yells out in pleasure as I force my tongue deeper inside, slurping my piss as I suck on his cunt. His ring is sweet, slightly metallic, and salty. I can't get enough, I want deeper inside, as he squeezes around my tongue, whimpering like a little bitch. I smack both his cheeks and grip them, jiggling him on my tongue.

“Of fuck man, I need you to fuck me.”

I tear my face out of his delicious wet ass, flip him over and throw his legs over my shoulder. I feel him tense and I see fear in his eyes as the word “wait” escapes his pretty pink lips.

He hops up and runs over to his pile of clothes. I sit on the lounge chair, sipping my drink, watching him squeeze something into his hand and rub it into his ass. He runs back over and stands over me, takes a deep hit of poppers in each nostril, hands me the bottle and while I inhale I feel his tight slick, lubed hole kissing the tip of my leaking dick.

Fuck he’s so tight. The poppers kick in simultaneously for both of us and he forces me into him until he slides down the entire length of my shaft. Without missing a beat he lifts up and slams back down. He starts pounding himself down on my cock, like a pro, moaning and whimpering incessantly. I'm gasping from the vicelike grip on my dick and the surprise at how savagely he's fucking himself on me.

“Oh fuck yeah. Your big cock is going to fuck the piss out of me.”

Just as his warning turns back into deep groans, piss starts spurting from his upright bouncing rod between us. I'm slightly taken aback by how sleazy and quick this is all happening, even though it's exactly what I wanted to happen. The situation is so fucking hot and his milking feels so good, my brain catches back up to the moment and I decide to embrace it. I lean in, slurp some of his salty golden fountain spray into my mouth, and spit it back at him.

“Oh fuck yeah! Don't stop! Fuck the piss out of me!”

I slurp up more, grab his neck, and pull his face to mine to spit my mouthful into his.

"Swallow," I growl and watch a smirk creep onto his lips as he does.

I slide my hands down his slick back to grab his slim waist, guiding his speed as he fucks himself on my cock. His piss continues to spray all over us as it slows and softens to a thin stream. Just as the last dribble spills from his slit, he starts moaning and whimpering incessantly.

"Oh fuck yeah, Daddy! Fuck me!"

His filthy words and the feeling of his inner rings clenching my dick send me into overdrive, getting me close to the brink. Thrusting up into him harder, meeting him as he slams down into my lap.

"Fuck! That's it! Don't stop!"

Hot white spunk starts shooting from his cock, the first blast under my chin, then my chest. He's screeching and breathless as his muscles flex around my shaft milking me to the point of no return. From all the hot encounters from earlier in the day and all the edging I did in the car, it only took another pump or two before my fingers were digging into his wet fleshy ass.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna...”

Holding him still as I buck up into him while he shudders and clenches, feeling my dick expand inside him as my pent-up load floods his insides.

“Oh yeah, breed me, Daddy,” he begs as I pulse inside him.

I hold him in place, all the way down on my shaft as we both calm down. I scoop up his load mixed with his piss from my chest and feed it to him. He smiles with a wicked grin as he eagerly licks it off my fingers with a coy, slutty smile. I debate grabbing his face to plant my mouth on his, to swap his fluids back and forth between us but hesitate.

My post-nut clarity makes me unsure of whether or not he would be ok with that even though I know it's a ridiculous thought.

To my surprise, he takes control and pushes me back with his lips against mine, swirling his gooey tongue in my mouth as his tight, used, filled hole continues to softly flex around my softening shaft.

Our kissing fades away as there is no more of his tangy piss and cum left to swap, my dick softer but still firm inside him. I feel him pull away and awkwardly stand, letting my cock slide from his used sloppy hole.

“Thanks, that was fucking so hot," he smiles down at me as he turns around, giving me a view of his delicious ass.

Something takes over me. Even though I just had a pretty explosive orgasm, I wanted more. The post-nut shame and hesitation are momentarily erased by his compliment.

I grab his waist as he bends over to pick up the poppers, pull him back, and drive my tongue between his puffy, fucked lips, tasting my cum and piss in his sweet ring. He bends forwards and starts sucking on my slimy shaft, cleaning it off, bringing it to full mast again.

I get my tongue as deep in him as I can, licking up some of the giant, thick load buried inside him. I give his ass a firm swat, then another, making him moan around my shaft. I reach around for his dick but he straightens up letting my cock slip from his mouth as his delicious cake pulls away from my face.

"Sorry..." we both say in unison, apologetic for different reasons.

He giggles and climbs off me.

“Hey - I’m here with a bunch of girls, I told them I was going for a jog while they were all hogging the showers. Would you mind if I jumped in your pool? Rinse the sex off and make it look like I was soaked from sweating?”

I give him a knowing wink and nod toward the pool as I sit up on the soaked cushion of the lounge chair. I notice a slight waddle in his walk as he heads toward the pool and I can't help but smile to myself - I had fucked him good. He dives gracefully through the surface of the water, barely making a splash as I walk to get him a towel and another white claw.

"Thank you for riding with us, be sure to leave a rating," I mumble to myself with a chuckle.

I sit, light a cigarette, and watch him climb up the steps, the glistening water cascading over his tight, defined body.

Good job, Christian.

He picks up the towel to pat himself somewhat dry, lifts my wrist to his lips to take a drag from my cigarette, and then starts collecting his clothes and poppers. He takes sips of his drink as he slowly dresses his wet body.

I feel less awkward than I usually do post a casual hookup, but still feel like I should say something.

"Seems to have done the trick," I spit out.

Nope - still awkward.

"Huh?" he asks, confused.

I nod toward the wet marks forming on his clothes as they absorb the dampness from his skin, looking like he is just sweaty from a run.

"Oh," he giggles looking down, "Yeah."

I resist the urge to put my shorts on and stay naked, dripping and sticky, amused by the way he moves to put on his shoes. As he bends down he sucks my softened, shiny head into his mouth again, licking away the newly formed dribble of cum before pulling away and standing up.

I again catch the feelings of awkwardness and obligation creeping up, but do my best to ignore them and remind myself it was just a hookup and there are so many men out there to play with.

I don't need to force something just because it was the kind of sleazy sex I was hoping for. Right?

“I’m Aden by the way,” I say as I walk him to the side gate.

I have intentions to be a total slut on this trip and am set on them, but I can't help it. I mean, I'm still human.

“Benny. Hope to do it again before I leave!”

"Me too," I smile, my insecure subconscious feeling instant relief.

He gives me a quick peck before opening the gate and I watch his bubble butt bounce away in a light jog.

I close the gate and take a deep sigh. That was exactly the kind of quickie I needed to release some of the pent-up tension coursing through my body.

But I wanted more!