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Running in the Rain, Part 3
I kept sucking on the meat still in my mouth, using suction to keep the cream flowing. He pulled the last inches out and the final two ropes of cum splashed over my face.
Green cap stood there, breathing heavily, panting, really, and released my head. I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around his dickhead and sucked the oozing cum from the slit as I cleaned the sperm off cleaning his dick and under the foreskin.
He ruffled my hair and stepped off the rock. He walked past me.
"Oh, well," I thought. It was worth it even if I have to get myself off."
I wiped the last of the oil from my fingers onto my throbbing dick, when I heard a sound from the cardboard sheet. I turned around, and there was Green cap on his hands and knees, ass pointing towards me, massaging some sort of oil into his butthole.
"I guess we're not finished yet!"
Part 3
I stood up and walked the three steps over to the cardboard and knelt between his spread legs. He lowered his beautiful, pale runners butt towards me. I liked that. He was thinking ahead, knowing, if I was on my knees, his butt would be too high for me to screw easily. 6'7" is a challenge for 5'8". Good thing I like challenges! But I wasn't ready to get right to the penetration thing. I'm not the sort of guy that rips the wrapping off the package to get to the present. I like to look at it, admire it, wonder what's inside. Green cap was a really, really big present.
I pushed his hips forward, so he rose on long shanks. He said something? I didn't come close to understanding it, but I could tell it was a question. As I used my hands to encourage his knees further apart, I told him,
"Sorry, Dude. Didn't understand that."
"My English is not good. Don't you want to have intercourse with me, Sir?"
Intercourse? Sir? If it was possible, my dick got even harder.
"Oh I want to have intercourse with you for days! I just want to have a little fun before the real fun starts! I'm Jerry. What's your name?
More unintelligible sounds.
"Sorry, I will try to be more careful and not use Norwegian my name is Audun, Jerry. I am very happy to meet you."
Seeing at the time, one hand was spreading his pale muscular cheeks, while I was running the fingers of the other over a totally hairless, slightly oily butt hole, the polite conversation almost set me off into giggles.
"Norwegian is a very sexy language, Audun. Use it all you like."
I used both hands to spread his cheeks and leaned in to kiss the side of his cleft. Also to check things out. I do love the taste of boy butt, but don't like funk. This butt was sweet with sweat and just a hint of lingering soap. I could still smell the sharp traces of my spit mixed with his saliva, where it had run down between his nuts and into his taint. My tongue lapped over his hole, flat and wet. I could feel the slight, soft roughness of his opening as it clenched under my tongue.
I sealed my lips around his sweet hole and put the tip of my tongue in the center. Setting his cheeks free I moved my hands to stroke the sides of his scrotum and massive dick with my fingers. My nose and tongue were held in place by his muscular runners butt. I kept trying to open him up with my tongue as I heard an almost constant babble of words I didn't understand running from him. My name was frequently mixed into the babble, and, judging by how his butt hole was clenching and loosening under my tongue, I was pretty sure I would have enjoyed the words, if I could understand them!
I saw his oil bottle lying on the cardboard beside us. Leaving my face in place and still tonguing his hole, I oiled up my hand and grasped that really impressive dick. Wow! This was a real horse dick. My fingers at the tip, the base stretched out at least four inches on my wrist. I really wanted to have it in me at some time or another. Now? I wanted to see it spew while I was screwing its' proud owner!
You know, a lot of guys say they'd give almost anything for a dick like Auduns'. Problem is? There are a lot more catchers in the world than pitchers. If you really like to catch, and you're born with big meat, everyone assumes you're gonna put it in them, no matter what you want. I was betting Audun was a catcher. He had the attitude, getting on his hands and knees, assuming I wanted to fuck him. I'm big, but like I said, not that big. But, back at school? If I was bigger than the dude I was with, it was always assumed I was gonna pitch.
I'm not really wired that way. I'm neither a pitcher nor a catcher. I'm a true switch hitter. Not versatile. That means I'll do either. Switch hitter. I want to do both! Every time! The only question is which one of us will have his legs in the air first! That means I've got to check things out a bit before we start. When I'm with a guy, maybe not hung as big as me, but I really want him to screw me first, I got to start letting him know early he's going to be in the driver's seat. No pun intended.
If I'm balls deep in some Dude that I really want to screw me later, just when do I ask, Hey Dude? Can you cum twice tonight, or do you want to save that load yer buildin for my butt?' Makes life a bit more complicated, but a lot more fun.
Back in the real world, Audun was still speaking softly in Norwegian, with `Jerry' popping up every now and then. I'd managed to relax his hole enough so the tip of my tongue was about an inch into his butt, trying to get through that second ring of muscle. He was pushing his ass back onto my face, trying to get me into it even deeper. Audun's voice was taking on a distinctly pleading tone. Boy! Did I know where he was at! That point where you really needed to be penetrated. The point where you HAVE to have something up your butt or you'll go totally nuts.
I took my hand off his meat and started oiling up my dick while I forced spit into Audun's relaxed butt hole. When my saliva started dripping off his nut sack, I knew he was ready. I sat back on my heels, put a hand on each of his hips and slowly drew them back towards my lap. Like I told you before, my dick's like a tusk. It gets thicker the closer it gets to my body. When I'm hard, it don't flex. With its smaller pointy crown, the real pressure doesn't start till I'm 3 or 4 inches in. I don't need my hands to guide my dick to where it needs to go. It finds its' own way! I pulled Audun back, lining up the head of my dick with his relaxed hole. Contact made, I flexed my hips just a bit to seat the head into him, then pulled him further back and slid slowly into his welcoming rectum, inch by inch. I love to watch my dick go into a willing, relaxed ass. It's like a mouth opening around food.
Inch by inch I slowly entered him. The chill of the light rain was being counteracted by the heat of his soft, clenching insides warming my cock. Finally, almost all of my eight hard inches were in him and he let out a soft, really happy sounding sigh as he felt my pubic hair on his butt. I smiled, because I still had a surprise for him. He wasn't familiar with this position or the shape of my dick.
When most guys screw, the hard part is gettin the dick in in the first place. The rest is pretty easy. With me, the last two or three inches of my dick are real thick. That's where the challenge and the surprise comes in! At the end of the beginning! Holding his hips in place, I rose up off my heels and forced another inch into him, stretching his hole wider. I heard my name and a lot of happy Norwegian words. I bent over him, my stomach and chest molding itself to his back. Reaching up over my head (Damn! He was tall!) I grasped his shoulders and using all my strength, thrust the last inch of my dick into his bottom.
Now that word he shouted HAD to be `FUCK!' in Norwegian.
Holding tight onto his shoulders, I flexed my back. Left and right, up and down a few times. There were two reasons; I wanted to loosen it up for some vigorous screwing and I knew how it would feel, my dick buried deep in Auduns' ass. I used my knees to force his further apart, pulled half way out and slid back in.
Oh, damn, this felt great. The misty drizzle and the wet from Auduns' heated insides worked to chill my dick as soon as it left its cozy home, then warmed instantly when it plunged back in. I worked to keep my dick moving smoothly into him, like the slow stroke when you're masturbating on a quiet Sunday afternoon. I just wanted Auduns' ass and my dick to enjoy the feeling.
This was hella hot! My nips were rubbing on Audun's back, his nutsack was swinging back to nudge into mine. He was constantly muttering a string of words I couldn't understand with my name sprinkled into them. He sounded so happy. Then I realized something. If I couldn't understand him, he probably couldn't understand me. I don't usually talk much during sex. I hate sounding like a bad porn and some of the things I want to say are more than a little well, embarrassing. But Audun didn't really speak English. I was totally enjoying hearing my name, I bet he would enjoy hearing his!
"Audun, yer ass is so great. I love fucking it. You make my dick so happy. I feel like king of the world screwing your hot butt! I want my dick inside you always! Feel you opening up to me! You want me inside you, don't you, Audun. Tell me you want me to fuck you Audun! Tell me you want my dick inside you!"
"Jerry!" then a string of things I couldn't understand.
Oops! Guess he understood more English than I thought!
Fuck it. "That's it Audun! Tell me about it. Tell me how much you want to be fucked! Tell me you love my dick inside you like I love fuckin yer hot runner butt! Oh god, Audun, yer milking my dick. Yer ass is beggin for my cum!"
I'd really like to tell you what he was saying, because he was being just as verbal as I was, but all I can honestly say is he said Jerry a lot and I heard a few `fuck me's' in there, I think.
You know, when you're screwing someone in the park, even when it's raining and you don't think there's anyone around, you probably shouldn't do a lot of loud, dirty talk. It's a lot of fun, and pretty liberating, but it can be a bit risky.
We were mostly lucky. I didn't know it at the time, but we weren't quite alone. I'll tell you more about that later.
Things were proceeding much faster than I had thought they would. Sucking Audun's horse dick had gotten me more turned on than I had realized. I was feeling my balls pull up to the base of my dick and I was getting harder and bigger in Auduns' ass. I wasn't going to last as long as I usually did.
I let go of his shoulders and pulled out of his open ass. I grabbed his hips and knelt upright, putting my dick as high as I could. Pulling his hips back to me, I impaled his ass on my dick with one fast stroke. My cock went from ice to fire in half a second! I pulled out again, this time waiting for a second, and then slid back in. I kept pulling all the way out, pausing, then plunging back in. Ice, then fire, ice then fire. Each time I the pause was a little bit shorter, till there was none. I was just long dicking him. That's another reason I love my dick. I can do that without missing. Thick shaft opens a guy up making a good target and the pointy head never misses.
I was panting, and even in the cool, wet air, I was beginning to sweat. I pulled out and twisted his hips, turning him over onto his back, the plunged back into his hot butt. I hoisted his long, long legs onto my shoulders and started pile driving my dick into him. I was in total fuck mode. I wanted to see my dick head come out his mouth! His long cock was rubbing on my six pack. Audun had his hands expended above his head spouting a string of Norwegian mixed with my name.
I was looking into Auduns' deep blue eyes when I hit that point, that frenzied fucking point when all that matters is making the feeling in your dick keep happening. The point where you gotta cum or yer gonna die. I was fucking him as fast and as hard as I possibly could. Then it hit. My back arched and my dick slammed into Audun dragging a deep cry from his throat. I erupted into his ass, filling it with my seed. Audun grabbed his huge dick and pointed it at my chest as it spewed a gallon of cream at me. The first and second spurts hit my face, then they began to spray my chest and stomach.
Breathing hard, I slowly continued stroking into Auduns' stretched butt hole. The cum started flooding back, pouring out of his hole and around my still hard dick. I collapsed onto his long torso, resting the side of my face on his chest. His panting was slowing as mine was. He murmured something and I agreed.
"Fantastic."
We both slowly stood up. I wiped some of his cum off my chest and got the second taste of Audun on my tongue. As I looked at him, he was licking my cum, collected from between his legs off his fingers. We both laughed as we used our fingers and running shorts to clean the cum off our bodies.
Audun looked at me, like he had something to say, but didn't know how to say it.
"What," I asked?
"I would like intercourse with you," he said.
"I think we already did that Audun," I said.
Alright, I knew what he wanted to say, he wanted to fuck me. I just wanted to see how he'd get the idea across.
He laughed, grabbed his big, still hard dick in his hand. He stepped towards me and grabbed my ass cheek. Then he stuck one of his big fingers into me.
"I want to put this," he shook his dick at me, "There."
"Right on, Audun! But would you mind doin it with me in a bed?"