Party Boy
#17 of Confessions of a Gay Porn Star
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"Come on hun..."
Weird to be called a hun when someone's grinding a hard dick between your butt cheeks while you're trying to sleep. I tilted my head a little and looked at the Rottweiler who had slipped onto the bed behind me, naked and obviously horny, paws landing on my hips as he ground himself against me in a bit of slightly slippery humping. I flapped my tail against his side and grumbled.
"Yeah?"
Gerald winked and grinned.
"Wanna fuuuuck..." he let his tongue loll out of his muzzle.
"I can tell..."I rumbled as I felt the stiff, thick tool rub against my taint, leaving a slick smear there, all the way from my balls to the base of my agile tail.
"Lol," the Rottweiler behind me chuckled and began to kiss my neck. I felt stirring in my own loins, for sure, all reaction to the hot, muscled male touching me like that. Like he wanted me.
"What's the time?"
"I dunno..." the Rottweiler slurred into my ear, his hip-pokes coming at more irregular intervals as he truly doggy-humped my rear, "just feel like fuuuuucking..."
I harrumphed, but I was definitely also tilting my hips against his grinding crotch, feeling more and more hot fluids leak against my tailhole and matting the furs on my butt crack. The Rottweiler nibbled my neck and made me purr, properly.
"Alright then."
"Missionary styyyyyyyle..."
Well I wasn't going to refuse that, lol. I rolled onto my back, grabbed a pillow, and put it under my ass to make the angle of attack more agreeable when it did happen, which was rather soon when he splashed some lube onto himself and fingered a token amount into me before he lined up, pulled my knees up and against his shoulders, and started to push into me.
"You're so hooooot..."
He began to kiss me, hard, wet and deep, as he pressed into me, that blunt doggy tip tearing its way into my hole. I rumbled and purred and relaxed myself the best I could while the nicely hung younger guy plowed into my ass. I pushed my tongue into his muzzle and groped his ass while he did his best job with my ass, pushing in all the way until his knot touched my hole and made it spasm a bit. He was all the way in.
"Boooyeah..."
He panted against my lips, wetly, my muzzle taken into another French kiss while he began to hump me, back and forth, the bedsprings squeaking and giving him some extra power while he kneeling doggie pumped my bitchy tailhole. He was working me hard, drilling me and making my own cock throb with every poke against my prostate. His panting, wet kisses made my muzzle tingle. A taste of cherries, I noticed....probably from the drinks he'd been chugging down at the club before we came back to his place to do what we did. Now it was who knows what time and we were at it again, he pounding my ass.
I didn't even care that he was a total top. He was a horndog, and he couldn't get enough of me. That was enough for me at the time. Maybe his youthful energy made me feel a bit younger, too. Nothing to worry about, just a good, hard fuck to take your minds off things like bills you were supposed to pay but didn't really have all that much money to spare.
"Oh baby lion..."
He went in for the kill and stuffed his knot into my asshole, and made me almost roar as the intense sensation caused my innards to coil around his thick shaft. That was enough to tip me over the edge and spray spooge between our bodies. I caught him on the chin, too, and he said...
"FUCK YEAH!"
He was soon spewing inside me, too, giving me a good helping of canine seed deep in the ass. He collapsed on top of me, panting against my neck, and I held him close, letting him calm down. My insides tingled with the recent action, and I felt quite content, if tired...and with the potential of a hangover floating on the back of my mind.
I think he almost snoozed off against my neck, just like that, but then he began to stir, looked down to me, and grinned.
"Damn that was hot," his tail was wagging, "but boy I'm thirsty...you want some Kool-Aid?"
I flicked my ears and chortled.
"I'll pass. I'd prefer just to get a good night's sleep," I said.
He maneuvered himself out of me with a pop, leaving me feel empty, as he sauntered out into the kitchen, dick bouncing ahead of him and tail wagging behind him. I yawned and tried to ignore the pulsing in and under my balls.