A piss kiss.

This is an account of the 3rd time I met 'Kasim' (mentioned in previous posts) I've deleted the beginning as it would have taken too much explaining, but it should have been a 3some with a soldier. Instead, it was 2 x 121, in a hotel room.

Kasim is 28, my height (1.83) THICK black coiffured hair, has an outstandingly buff body (not over the top) with some light body hair and a proper dark bush framing and excellent cock. Maybe 18cm, THICK, straight and uncut.

He has a short, neat, dark beard, plush, kissable lips and beautiful smile (he was a dental assistant). Physically, everything about him is ‘just so’, but even though he has smiling eyes…he also has a look which is enough to have you believe he would eat you (me!) alive.

Once in the bedroom, he wanted to undress slowly. We kissed a lot. He’s a passionate kisser. He’s an unusual mix of being totally comfortable as a gay man, yet not out; not inexperienced sexually, but not terribly worldly; very masculine and naturally quite dominant, but a bit clumsy in his manner with it.

His enthusiasm is fantastic. In the two times we met previously, he somehow seems to have taken to trusting me and is open to all sorts.

First, he wanted one of my massages. I figured he was already far too turned on to relax properly…but once we had peeled our clothes off and in a naked embrace (he is well into body contact), while standing in from of a mirror, we took turns to suck each other while the other took pictures (throughout the afternoon, there were periodic moments of picture taking or videoing) before I suggested we get on with the massage…as it was going to be more difficult to relax into it later. He agreed, but wanted to shower first…so together we moved to the bathroom and climbed into the bath.

I have him a good lathering until squeaky clean. I then sat back to watch as he rinsed the suds from his body and washed his hair. It was such a hot sight! He liked me watching and even struck a few poses for my benefit. It’s the kind of behaviour which would have made me laugh in many cases, but it was like watching live porn in the making.

All rinsed off. He washed me down. I didn’t pose! We then rubbed each other down with big towels, making sure all the nooks and crannies were properly dry :-)

I won’t bore you with the massage…but it took a while to get him to switch off. Every time he had an opportunity, he’d either grab my cock or take it in his mouth. Eventually, though, I did get to relax him so much, he fell asleep for a while. Using my tongue to massage his hoop ended that.

His body is super sensitive and he's very vocal…but with his limited understanding of English and a thick accent, much of what he says can be funny. ‘Yes pleeease’ repeatedly said whenever I got remotely close to a nipple, bollock, his cock or hole.

Post massage, there was more kissing and grinding…until he needed take a leak. I’m not big in to water sports but happy to indulge with the right guys. I felt he was 'the right guy' so I suggested he piss in my mouth. He looked a bit concerned at the suggestion, not aware anyone did that sort of thing (get what mean about ‘un-wordly’?) I reassured him it was ok and said I’d like to kiss him with a mouthful of his urine. He was mildly grossed out by the idea and aroused by it at the same time. He wasn’t sure he would be able to pee into my mouth (shy bladder), so I told him to close the bathroom door and I’d come in while he was in full flow. That’s exactly what happened. He stood at the toilet and once he'd let it flow, I pushed open the door, squatted next to him and leaned forward to let him fill my mouth with his salty piss. I stood and kissed him as he took some pee into his own mouth as the rest dribbled over us. With no desire to swallow it, he eventually spat the remains into the toilet…said, ‘Fuck’ (as in ‘fuck that was hot’) and kissed with me again.

To be fair, the lingering saltiness wasn’t great, so while returning to the bed, he quickly retrieved a can of fizzy orange from his bag and repeated the process of sharing a mouthful of liquid. After swapping the fizz from mouth to mouth a few times, we swallowed this time.

He also thought I might be hungry (truth is, he eats like a horse. I think HE was hungry), so he bought a large slice of a baklava type cake with a really gooey, centre Not the ideal food item for spreading over his body, but laying him down, I was able to smear enough over his pecs (much to his surprise) that licking it off drove him NUTS as I’d focused on his nipples which are super sensitive. His repeated ‘Yes please’ requests still making me smile.

With the ‘goo’ all cleaned off, I worked my way down, kissing and licking his abs, until I reached his thick, meat cock and heavy ball sack. As I cupped his balls tightly and slipped my lips over his knob, his legs opened wide and his arms reached over his head to take hold of the headboard…so he was in a totally open position of vulnerability. While blowing his impressive penis, I started to finger his warm, moist, well rimmed, hole. Even though he’s only been fucked about 6 times before (once by me), he was opening up nicely, writhing his hips and his ‘Yes Please’'s replaced with deep growls.

Eventually, I lifted his legs and bent his knees so I could fold his legs ono his chest, rolled him up on to his shoulders, exposing his strong smooth arse for a final rimming. With his pucker nicely wet and twitching, I lifted myself upright, and applying a healthy dose of lube, I slipped my raging man skewer, slowly and smoothly inside him, stopping briefly, allowing him to adjust, before I continued my invasion of his butt....his eyes ever widening.

’ Are you in’ he asked. ‘Yes’ I replied…slightly surprised that he couldn’t tell…before he qualified his question, but adding ‘’ …I mean, all the way in?’’

Gently banging my groin in to his arse, he got the message. I was balls deep. ‘Fuuuuuuuuurrrck’ he said in strangely deep, yet breathy voice. For some 15 mins I fucked him in various positions including, doggy, on his back with legs over his head as we kissed, and standing with him bent over the bed, pulling in his plentiful head of hair…which seems to have become a favourite recently (can’t be sure, why).

To slow things down for a while, I pushed him back on the bed. He pulled me on to him where we tickled each other tonsils, as I shifted myself to be astride him, and started to gyrate my arse into his ever, rock hard, phallus. Pre-lubed ( I do like to think ahead :-), I was able to hold his arms down as we kissed and gentle eased his chunky member into my eager pucker…taking it gently with his supersized meat. It didn’t take long before I was sitting on his groin, his pole deep inside me, but fuck, it was tight. Quickly, he started pushing and thrusting up inside me. While sitting on him, it was ok as he couldn’t actually move too much, however, frustrated by the limited movement, his weight lifting came in to play when he virtually lifted me off him, threw me aside, got to his knees while moving me on to all fours, and aggressively split my bums and ploughed back into my butt hole. It wasn’t comfortable at all (boarding on painful) but at the same time, fucking hot. I’m neither dom nor sub, but mostly end up taking a leading role with guys…however I LOVE it when a guy does force himself on me. Doesn’t happen often.

He pounded away at me…pushing my top half to the bed, so my arse was in the air. I was enjoying it but the lube was wearing thin and I needed more. The animal in him didn’t want to stop, fighting to stop me from ‘escaping’ but I HAD to stop. As much as anything, the position wasn’t helping the matter. I felt that if we DIDN’T stop and reapply, I’d have to stop altogether.

I was able to pull away from him and turn to get the lube. He rather clumsy got to his feet, grabbed my head and pulled my face into his groin. Not be design, we ended up where my face was pressed into him, his boner was between my teeth like a dog with a bone! I was biting it. Quite hard. The sound he was making suggested it was hurting to some degree, but he pulled tighter. I reached up with one hand to squeeze his balls while the other hand disappeared between his cheeks with my thumb hooking in to his slippery hoop. He suddenly pulled my head away and forced his fingers into my mouth, while with his right hand he stroked his own cock a few time (probably to each the ‘pain’ of my biting). Then just as quickly he held out his weapon and impaled my face on it, his knob filling my throat. He held me there for a few second, before pumping a few times…and then pulling out he dropped to his knees and roughly grabbing my face like it was a rubber mask, we kissed deeply. With one hand, he reached down to hold my cock and said (generic Arabic accent needed), ’ For secondess time in my liyfe, I want you cums in my mouthess’.

An ejaculation wasn’t imminent, though it doesn’t take a lot to make it happen!!! While face to face, on our knees, we jerked ourselves off until I was ready to shoot a load. I stood on the bed…having to put on hand on the ceiling to steady myself, continuing to wank myself, thinking that I would squirt into his mouth, rather than pump it down his throat, so I could then cum kiss with him. Hoping I’d got my balance sufficiently sorted, I let go of the ceiling and took a grip on his hair, bending his head back while I furiously wanked out a much needed climax. It took some concentration to focus on what I was doing rather than entirely giving in the blinding orgasm. The first salvo shot across his face, handing somewhere the other side of him. The 2nd shot hit the back of his throat. the remaining spurts, of which there were quite a few were spat into his mouth and tongue, and finally dribbled into his gaping cavity. The ejaculation was barely over and the orgasm not yet subsided, when I squatted in way that might have looked ungainly, but it enabled me to pull out face together as I lapped up the excess sperm from his face and plunged my tongue into his cum filled orifice. We kissed passionately as he pushed his face harder in to mine, his tongue whipping round like it had a life on it’s own. His muffled moans became more urgent as the jerking of his body indicated he was now wanking out his own steamy load of white man juice. I could almost tell from his movement as every drop of jizz was emitted from his spunk canon…until he finally sat back, taking gasp of air, looked up at me and let out another ‘Ffffffuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrck’.

Smiling, I licked the remnants of cum load from is face, which prompted him to grab a few more quick kisses before the pair of us kind of tumbled into a heap on the bed. The way we landed, I ended up in his arms, my head resting on his chest.

We stayed like that for probably half an hour. We had a couple of hours until round 2…planned earlier, with a 3rd person (he’s never had a 3some) was due to happen. It probably wasn’t going to be quite what he expected…but would be fun, hopefully.

I don’t have time to write that bit up now, so I will come back to it in another post.

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