Favorite sexual fantasy
Flagging yellow, I walk out to the bar"s back patio and notice the ***** aromas of beer, cum, and piss. A few guys are sitting at the bar counter. I sit near a hot bearish guy in a wheelchair who strikes up a conversation.
After a few beers, my bear buddy says he needs to drain his cock and starts to finger the exposed buttons on his black jeans.
My eyes are glued on his crotch. A quiet *****ent passes and he says that he"d piss right here but he doesn"t want to hose down his chair.
I drop to my knees and tell him I can help with that. He smiles, unbuttons his pants and pulls out a short, thick, uncut hot-link already leaking piss. He scoots forward a bit.
The pheromones wafting from his pits and crotch make me instantly hard. Taking his cock in my mouth, his urine starts off as a *****le, then blasts like a firehose. It"s hot, musky, and mildly salty.
Just as he finishes filling my gut, I hear splashes coming from the bar area. My buddy says he thinks my services are needed at the bar.
I tell him I"ll be back for more later. I look under the counter and see that everyone sitting there already has his dick hanging out. The bartender calls me over and tells me he needs to keep an eye on the bar. A piss shower starts raining down from under his leather kilt. I lift it to find a thick hose with a 0-gage curved bar splattering my hand...