Fuck my throat for real now.


He puts it back in all the way to his balls in one thrust. This time it’s wild and brutal: his head up and down as fast as it goes, hard wet gags that send thick spit running down his chin and falling in long strings onto his hairy belly.

He grabs your balls with one hand, working them hard, squeezing them just the way you like. With the other hand he yanks your pants down and puts a thick, dry finger straight into your ass. No spit. No warning. The finger goes in slow at first, opening your tight hole, turning inside, looking for the spot that makes you moan. Then he pushes it deeper, fucking your ass with slow, firm strokes while his mouth doesn’t stop sucking.

The stall fills with filthy sound: wet, loud slurps, deep gags, the noise of his finger going in and out of your ass, his moans vibrating around your cock, and the constant slap of his belly against his thighs every time he lunges forward.

You fuck his mouth faster, holding his head with both hands, pushing it all the way in while his finger opens your ass more and more. He looks up at you with wet eyes full of want, throat open, spit running down his beard and dripping to the floor.

You can’t hold it anymore.

“I’m going to cum…” you warn him, voice shaking.

He answers by tightening his throat, sucking even harder, pushing the finger all the way in and moving it fast against your prostate.

The orgasm wrecks you. Thick, hot, heavy ropes of cum shoot straight down the back of his throat. He moans hard around your cock, swallowing loud, sucking down every drop without losing one.

He takes your cock out very slowly, licking it from base to head, cleaning the sensitive head with his tongue while you shake and gasp, legs weak.

With his mouth still full of your load he looks up at you. The white beard is completely stained with spit, leftover piss and semen. He runs his tongue slowly over his lips, tasting you, and swallows the last of it with a moan of pleasure.

He stands up. His huge belly brushes your cock, still sensitive. He takes you by the waist, pulls you in and gives you a deep, dirty kiss, putting his tongue in so you taste your own cum mixed with his spit.

When he pulls back, still breathing hard, he looks you in the eye with that calm, filthy smile.

“Fuck, kid… what a rich load you gave me,” he says quietly, wiping his beard with the back of his hand. “If you feel like giving me a real good fuck… we can go to my place. I don’t live far from here. I’ve got the car in the parking lot.”