I first met Shamus some years ago on a summer afternoon's cruise around a local common. The sun was shining from a cloudless sky, it was well into the 20s, and I was horny as hell. Before leaving home, I'd spent a while having a good douche in the hope that there would be some equally horny guy or guys to have some (preferably wet) fun with. When I reached the common, I took off my t-shirt and walked around wearing just a pair of shorts.
As I approached a wooded cruising area, I spotted Shamus approaching from the opposite direction. He was about 5' 10" tall with untidy black hair, rugged facial features and what turned out to be a typically Irish smile. He wore a tight T-shirt that highlighted a well built chest with firm tits, and 501 jeans, half unbuttoned, with a substantial bulge. He followed me into a clump of trees and we didn't waste any time! I unfastened the two buttons on his 501's that were not already opened and noticed dampness in the material, which showed promise! My hand moved inside his jeans to his cock, which was already nicely hard through a loose fitting jock strap, so it was easy to pull it out for me to admire: a thick uncut head with a piss-slit that cried out for attention, tapering about 8" to its thicker base, which was surrounded by black hairs and a fantastic pair of heavy low-hung balls. He responded by first tweeking my tits and twisting them harder when he realised the effect it had on my cock, and then untying my shorts and slipping them down so he could get to my cock, now hard with my balls tight around the cock ring I was wearing.
I unbuckled the belt of Shamus's jeans and pulled them and the jock-strap down over his arse so I could get my mouth on his gorgeous cock. I started by taking it as far as it would go and then withdrew and licked around his cock head. He'd obviously pissed recently, as there was a lovely taste of piss around the foreskin and piss-slit. I worked my tongue around his foreskin and well into his piss-slit, and then continued licking down right to his balls, which I sucked on before going back up his cock to repeat the process.
After a while, Shamus's arms went around my shoulders and he pulled me up before kneeling down and taking my cock in his mouth. His tongue went straight to my piss-slit and it was all I could do not to cum right away. He must have sensed this, because he engulfed the whole of my cock in his mouth until my Prince Albert was pushing at the back of his throat. At the same time, he moved one of his hands to my arse crack and started to finger out my hole. The sucking became too intense (I wanted this to go on forever!) so I pulled out of his mouth and stood up with my legs slightly wider so he could work his fingers into my hole whilst I bent over to get my mouth on his cock again.
What bliss! And what a turn-on when he turned me around, bent me over and started to rim my by now rather wet hole as I leant against the low-hanging branch of a tree. Alternating between fingering and licking, my arse was as hot as hell, and ready for his cock in my arse, but I was feeling piggish so I asked whether he had any piss to lubricate me with. "Sure!" he said "but don't you want a drink first?" I was immediately on my knees in front of him and took his cock in my mouth, tonguing his piss-slit. Within seconds, a spurt of piss shot out onto my tongue and a long flow of hot piss started. A gulped down a couple of mouthfuls and then Shamus took his cock and pissed over my face, shoulders and down my back so that the piss dribbled down my arse crack. He started easing off, so I turned around, bent down for him to piss up my arse-hole. As his flow stopped, I felt his now rock-hard cock push up my arse, and let some piss go before pulling out almost to the rim and then plunging back in again, causing his piss to escape as my arse reacted to such pleasure. Before long, I felt his cock get even more solid, and could feel the throbbing that meant he was going to cum. He grabbed hold of my tits and pushed harder into me before starting to shoot a string of hot thick cum up my arse. This was all I needed to shoot my own load, and I emptied my own balls in unison with Shamus's final thrusts. After cumming, he kept his cock in my arse for a few moments before letting it slip out.
We decided it was time for a rest, so found a secluded space in the open and enjoyed the sunshine for a while. As we rested, Shamus said he needed a piss, so what more could I do than offer to take care of it? As he lay enjoying the sun, I took his cock from his jock-strap and flicked my tongue around it for a second or two before he started to gently let flow another lot of his fresh tasting piss. What a great way to finish a great afternoon!