Date: Wed, 11 Mar 2009 23:33:19 +0000
From: James josephs <new2kinkbtm@hotmail.com>
Subject: Piss and Spit, Part 2

Piss and Spit...Part 2

	"Lay down" he said, and pushed me face down on the bed. The towel
underneath me was soft, and he had put a pillow in the middle of it, so my
ass was raised slightly.  He pushed my legs apart, and spit once again into
the crack of my already wet ass.  As he climbed on top of me, his knees
forced my legs open even wider.  He pulled off his t-shirt and dropped it
beside me. I reached over and pulled it to my face, sucking in the smell of
his sweat from the pits of the shirt.  He laid down full on me.  I could
feel his warm breath on the back of my neck, and his chest hair, wet with
sweat, was soft on my back.  His still rock-hard cock found its mark, and
he plunged back into me, forcing me to suck in a deep breath, filled with
the scent of his sweaty t-shirt.

	He inched up my back with each plunge into my ass, until his breath
was on the back of my head, and the head of his thick cock was pounding my
prostate. My own hard dick was dripping from the pressure, but he continued
to pound away.

	He drew his legs up to my sides and sat on top of me, burying his
cock deeper than ever in my ass, stretching me wide.  His furry balls were
once again hitting mine each time he forced his way deeper into me. I laid
there, face down with my ass at his mercy, and began to force myself back
onto him. He raised up on his knees slightly, giving me a bit of space. I
forced my ass up, and rested back down.  He put his hands on my shoulders,
keeping my head down, but allowed me to thrust up and down, riding his
pole. Finally, he started thrusting again. As I came up, he would drop down
slamming my ass onto his cock. The pressure in my balls was building so
much, I was afraid I was going to blow my load on the pillow underneath me.
He was getting close, too.

	He pulled back, and let his cock slide out of my stretched, wet
hole.  He climbed off of me, and I rolled over on my back.  He lifted my
legs up, resting my feet on his shoulders. He leaned in so that we were
face to face, and slammed his raging hard-on back into me.  His lips met
mine on the down thrust, and his bearded face dragged across mine like soft
sandpaper.  His head slid to the side of mine, as he lifted my legs up
higher, and plowed deeper into my dripping ass.  He whispered in my ear,
asking me if I wanted his cum. All I could do was moan in agreement.

	He reached down and began stroking my cock, which was practically
at my chin now.  He pounded my ass with his cock and my cock with his hand,
smashing my balls with each violent tug. I started to shake, and after one
more thrust I shot a stream of cum up into my face, catching his hairy
chest on the way. The second shot hit the underside of his chin and dripped
down onto my chest. The third and final shot of cum overshot us both and
landed partially on my shoulder and partly on the sheets above my head.

	He was dripping with sweat now. The hair on his chest was stuck to
the skin in swirls of cum and sweat.  He dropped my legs down, and pulled
his pulsating cock out of me. He quickly climbed over me, straddling my
chest and pinning my arms with his legs, his furry ass resting just above
my chest.  All I could see now was a distorted view of his body looking up
at his face, but still seeing his raging cock and sweat soaked, hairy
chest. I could feel the fur of his balls as they smacked the underside of
my chin.  He stroked his cock in my face as sweat from his groin dripped
down on me.  His head fell back and he let out a thick stream of cum across
my face. My mouth was open, and what I didn't catch sprayed over my
face. The next stream shot directly into my waiting mouth.  He aimed his
cock down as he squeezed out the last of his cum onto my face.

	When I opened my eyes, he was looking down at me. We were both
panting like dogs.  He fell over, resting his crotch at my eye level. I
turned into him, breathing in his scent as my face rested into his stomach
and crotch. He held my head as we both tried to catch our breath.

	Finally, we got up and headed into the bathroom.  By now, I had to
piss like crazy.  As Geoff reached behind me and started the shower, I
stood over the toilet.  He reached around me and grabbed my dick, saying
"Hold it".  We then climbed into the shower, his hand still holding my
dick. As the water ran over us, he let go of me. My warm piss hit his hairy
legs. As the stream got stronger, it rose up and I was pissing on his still
half-hard cock and balls.  When my stream started to end, he let loose and
began hosing me down for the second time that night. As his piss ran down
my crotch and legs, he pulled me in and we kissed.

	Once we finished showering, we headed off to bed and passed out
from our nights activities.