I stroked his abdomens while I took in the view of his grinding hips, and took his nipples between finger and thumb, rubbing them between my tips. He had his eyes closed, losing himself in the action, and the sweat dripped off his forehead. Shoving himself further up my body and hitting my prostate over and over again, causing me to exhale in sensation. Each time pounding me deeper and loosening me up widely, until I became completely tranquil. It felt like he was washing all my troubles away, for now all that mattered was him and me.
‘‘That’s right, relax and let it all go,’’ he said. Which he repeated a couple of times, until I felt an urge coming up. Almost as if I was about to cum. But what came out of me was not cum.
Piss streamed over my stomach while my body bounced under the friction of his big dick.
‘‘Yes – yes!’’ he screamed with a horny smile on his face. ‘‘Make it rain baby!’’
Urine sprayed out of my dick like a fountain, splashing on my belly and streaming over my chest. All while Mark kept fucking me deep in my hole. It felt liberating how the wetness gushed down my skin. Dripping off my abs and onto the matrass. And I spread my legs wide to take in my godfather’s dick, which was poking against the back of my bladder, pushing out every last drop of pee – stroking my prostate at the same time. The feeling was heavenly, and I touched my wet chest, spreading the pool of urine all over my torso.
Mark squeezed my inner ties with his vast hands as he drilled himself through my body. He panted loudly and his eyes rolled back in his skull. I could see he was close to reaching an orgasmic state.
He dropped his full weight on top of me, where he buried his face in my neck. Kissing me while his hands fondled my body. His heaving breath blew into my ear, and I bit my lip as the warm damp touched my skin. ‘‘Breed me, oh please!’’ I hissed, and I held on to his broad shoulders while his hips pushed his dick as far inside of me as he could possibly reach. Yet I grabbed on to his buttocks, trying to pull him even deeper, but he was already as deep as he could be.
His panting got heavier, his moans got loader, until he screamed out in extasy.
‘‘OOOOOH!’’
His warm sperm gushed through my body, and he bred me with his semen.
For a moment he just laid there, exhausted and content. Then he pulled himself together and bent himself over my stomach. He put his lips on my belly and slurped from the deluge of urine. Whereupon he came up to me and grabbed my mouth, pushing it open with a solid grip. He released the pee from his mouth into mine and gave me a wet kiss that caused more slurping sounds.
Then he crawled down to my crotch and sucked on my dick. It didn’t take him long to bring my erection to a full state, and I gasped in surrender as he was blowing me. He put his fingers inside of me once more, and so he finished me off in just the way he had started. Stimulating my dick and my prostate at the same time.
My breath was heaving, revealing to him that I was close. ‘‘Let go of it boy,’’ he said. ‘‘Spill your milk!’’
I felt my muscles contract whereupon I dumped all of my load in the back of his wet mouth.
Greedy he licked off every drop of my sperm and cleaned my shaft all the way down my balls. Then he dropped next to me and took me into his warm embrace. He kissed my forehead and entwined in each other’s arms we fell fast asleep.
***
When I woke up the next morning, Mark was nowhere to be found. The bed was empty and cold now that the pee had lost its warmth. Leaving only its wetness in the sheets. I crawled up from the mattress and felt my sticky body, when down the hallway I heard streaming waters. I stepped out of the room and followed the sound leading to the bathroom. And there he was.
The water streamed down his broad back as he was soaping his hair. Trailing all the way down to his perky round ass. Just like I had been imagining the previous day. In the same way I slid open the glass doors and got behind him, whereupon I enclosed my arms around him tightly. But this time it wasn’t make-believe.
‘‘There you are,’’ he said, while he put his head back against my shoulder. ‘‘I was wondering how long it would take for you to miss me.’’
For some reason those words got to me. Hit me hard in an old wound I had believed to have buried. ‘‘I thought you’d left,’’ I said.
Mark turned around and looked me in the eyes. ‘‘You were afraid I would abandon you.’’ He stroked my face with his large hand. ‘‘I meant it when I said that I’m here for you now. So don’t you worry kid.’’
He grabbed a piece of soap from the shower caddy and handed it to me. ‘‘Help me with my backside will you.’’
Then he bent over against the glass cabin, slightly parting his legs. Seeing the water drip between his cheeks made the blood run through my veins. Causing me to get an instant boner. It had been incredible to feel him inside me, but now the thought of entering him seemed very inviting as well.
I began to work his back with the soap, following the contours between his shoulders blades and running over his defined muscles. I’ve seen broader men, bodybuilders who had been pumped up with roids and were built to the extreme. But his physique was made up of natural gifted strength. Just pure and all his, without any unnecessary enhancements.
That was the thing about Mark, he was not particularly handsome like Flo, or ugly like Ronald. Not particularly shredded like the Blond Stallion, or fat like uncle John. He was decent looking and vigorously built. Being just enough of everything. But most of all he was there – truly there in this moment with me. Giving me what I had really longed for all this time. Affection.
I went through my knees and reached his buttocks, letting the piece of soap slide over his crevice. To which he reacted by bringing out a soft moan. I continued to work his hole a little. Drawing circles with the little bar in my hand. The water kept streaming over it, washing the foam away. Mark bend over further and made a wide stand. Spreading his cheeks so that his hole stood open just a little. Thus, I dropped the bar and accepted the invite.
I let my tongue slither inside his tight pucker and took a taste of his soft flesh. It cramped under my touch, and he squeezed his sphincter firmly around the tip of my tongue. But now I was in I would not let myself be pushed out so easily. I opened my mouth wide and sticked my licker further up his canal. Twirling it around and letting my taste buds take in the juicy inner walls. Amazed over how this man could be built solid as steel yet soft like velvet at the same time. He reached back and grasped my hair, clenching it in his thick fingers and pushing my face deeply in between his cheeks. I licked with eager and sucked hard on his hole. Making the sphincter relax until it stood open wide.
‘‘Get up,’’ he hissed. ‘‘Get to your feet and put it in.’’
I picked up the bar of soap and rubbed my cock with it, and with only a small amount of friction I glid inside Mark’s tight little hole.
He spread his fingers on the glass wall while he groaned, as my dick stretched him up and cleaved a path through his body. I placed my hands on his traps and held on to the bulging muscles, while I pressed my pelvis forward in an easy motion. Trying to compose myself from ramming it in too anxiously. Feeling him contract around my shaft gave me goosebumps, even though there was hot water splashing on our skins. I looked down at my dick disappearing into his round muscular ass and got urged even more to work myself further up.
‘‘Yes boy, you’re doing good,’’ he said. ‘‘Don’t be afraid to let daddy have it.’’
I grabbed him by his hips and accelerated the pace. Shoving my cock eagerly inside of him. Working his crevice with long heavy strokes while he massaged my rod by molding it with his muscles. He knew precisely how to work his sphincter and I could almost feel the seeds boiling in my balls. I wanted to breed him in the same way he had done to me. And now I was fucking him real hard, hitting my cock against his prostate while I was panting down his neck. My chest collapsed against his back and our skins rubbed the hot water dry until our bodies stuck together as one.
Mark sighed when he got up straight and my prick slid out of him.
He turned around and took me in his arms, kissing me fervently. ‘‘Time to get out,’’ he said, whereupon he turned off the tap and stepped out of the shower.
We helped each other dry off while we both got wrapped up in happiness. Cuddling and poking each other with laughter.
Then he took my hands and pulled me over to the outstretched wash cabinet, where he put down his towel and heaved himself up. Hanging backwards against the mirror and holding his legs up while spreading them wide.
I couldn’t resist giving his pink hole a last kiss with my tongue before inserting myself back in.
Seeing the delight on his face while I was inside of him made me even hornier. His clear blue eyes gazed into mine with an ensuring warmth, causing me to connect with him in a way I had never done with anyone before. He stretched his arm out and stroked my cheek, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the touch of his warm hand while my dick was sliding through his body. Then Mark took a hold of his own cock, rubbing it while exhaling in extasy. ‘‘Ooh yes, that’s the spot right there!’’ he screamed.
We had only just left the shower, and already our bodies were damping again. Sweat dripped off my forehead and onto his balls. ‘‘I wanna breed you daddy, oh please, can I?!’’
‘‘Yes, breed me boy, fill up your daddy!’’ he shouted while he jerked his dick hard.
Amazingly we shot our loads in unison, and his spunk splattered on his belly while I deposited my seeds deeply inside his body.
We collapsed in embrace while I was still inside of him. Whereafter we crawled up and wiped off the sweat and sperm from our bodies. ‘‘How about I fill up a nice warm bath for us?’’ he said. And so, we got ourselves wet once more. With me lying between his legs while he caressed my hair.
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