/>He shook his fat cock in my face. I tried to take it in my mouth, but he kept it out of reach. I lay there and watched as he stroked his veiny shaft. His hairy balls slapped my chin as he beat his piece of meat. I felt his balls grow tight and with a loud groan he shot all over my face, covering me with blast after blast of jizz. I opened my mouth to catch what I could of it. With the last spurt, his cock went limp. After he released his grasp on it, it nestled in between my lips. I opened my mouth and let him enter me, licking his slit for the last traces of his cum I suddenly got a taste of more.

It was slow at first, but soon grew to a steady stream. His piss filled my mouth and spilled all over my face and neck. The last thing I was expecting was a golden shower, but it was definitely a welcome surprise. I opened my mouth and took his cock back in my mouth as the flow of his yellow juices ended.

The air reeked of urination. After he drained in my mouth, he pulled out and moved down to my rock hard erection. His hand pressed on it, massaging it through the fabric. I was so damn horny I could have cum just with him pressing down on my cock. He unbuckled my pants and with one motion pulled them down to my knees. My throbbing cock sprung into the air, the head dripped with so much pre cum, it oozed steadily down the length of my shaft.

His fat hands wrapped around my shaft as he started to jack me with quick steady strokes. I was so ready for release that it didn’t take long for me to cover his hand with my spunk. Once I had shot my load we both got up. He shoved his fat limp cock back into his jeans and I had started to do the same when he stopped me.

“I don’t think you’re ready for that just yet,” he said to me.

I wasn’t quite sure what he meant until he got on his knees in front of me and opened his mouth. I placed my cock on his lips and he took it into his mouth. I waited a few seconds and then slowly released my piss down his throat. He sucked on me like a man dying of thirst, drinking every last drop of my golden juice. Once I was done I pulled off him and shook my cock in his face, getting rid of the remaining drops of piss. I shoved my cock back in my jeans and made my way back to the bar. I turned around, but he was already gone. Who knew where or if I’d see him again, which was fine by me. I’d rather he remain a stranger.