long stream of used beer. When he was just about at the end of his stream, I crept over, knelt down and pulled his cock into my mouth.

"What the fuck." I heard him say, as I began to swallow the last of his piss. It felt good having his semi-hard dick in my mouth, draining the last of his pee. I could feel life begin to stir back into his monster as I worked my tongue around the fat head. "I never had anybody do that to me before either," I heard him grunt mostly to himself. "Holy fuck. Your mouth feels good." I continued to slurp and suck on his cock while it fattened and filled my mouth once again. At this point, I wanted him to take control, so I took his big meaty paws and placed them on my head. Knowing exactly what to do, he firmly grasped my baldhead and began to rock his hips back and forth. He was a little tentative about fucking my mouth at first, until I reached around and grabbed his ass and pulled him hard into my face. That was all the goading he needed.

"OH yeah!!!! Suck that fat cock. Suck me good, baby." I could hear him grunting and huffing above me as he thrust his hips harder and harder, jamming his cock way down my throat. I wasn’t sure how much more my jaws could take, but I really liked sucking this fat cock and I wasn’t going to give up right away.

Pulling his cock out completely, he tilted my head up, smiled down at me and suggested we go back to the other room and take care of the two beers I had set on the counter. Walking down the hall in front of him, I felt a hand on my ass.

"If that ass is as good as your mouth, I may have to get in there too."

"I don’t know if I can take a cock as fat as yours."

"I’ll go easy on ya. Take it nice and slow."

"Okay, if you promise. You want to go in the bedroom or the playroom?"

"I wanna try out that sling. That looks like fun, if you don’t mind." We walked back to the playroom and I dropped to my knees and sucked his cock some more as he swallowed down some more liquid courage.

"Oh baby. I’m ready. I am fucking gonna blow."

I got up in the sling and pointed to the pulley system and told him how to adjust it so that it was at the right height for him. He toyed with the pulleys for a few moments and quickly got the hang of it. The whole time, his cock had never softened a little bit. When he had me at the perfect height for him, he stepped close between my upraised legs and rubbed his cock against my hole.

"I know you’re not planning on running that fat dick up me dry," I said, a little too urgently.

"Hell no. I like it nice and wet." Saying that, he spit on his fingers and rubbed his saliva all over my hole. Enjoying the feeling of his big fingers, rubbing my ass, I reached down and started to stroke my hard cock. With no hesitation, he slid one of his big digits into me up to the last knuckle. I moaned loudly as he started