In the White Towel

I heard the shower stop. It's not that I was pacing near the door, but well I was pacing near the door when it shut off. The bathroom in question is across the hall from the primary bedroom and although there is a bath there, you choose the guest bath across the hall. I gave it a minute then without knocking I opened the door, which you hadn't locked. Steam flowed out into the hall, the room smelled of shampoo and soap, the air was damp and warm. You stood, your waist and thighs wrapped in a pristine white towel, in front of the vanity mirror, your hairy chest still wet. I can see beads of water on the ends of your hair, at the back of your neck, I can see them on your shoulders as well. You turn slightly to look at me standing in the door.

"You like it hot, I see," I said trying for flirtatious and instead just sounding awkward.

"I do like it hot," you started, playing along, "want to see how hot.....I can't," you say, "that's just too damn corny."

We both laugh and I step in and move behind you, I wrap my arms around your waist and pull you into me. My linen shirt hits your back and glues us together for a moment, absorbing the wetness of your broad back. My grey sweat, and my cock in them, press against your towel and your ass in it. You're taller than I am, so my face hits in the middle of your neck. I lean forward and kiss your skin, warm from the shower, wet, a little red, you taste amazing. I can smell the soap, strongly, this close. I lift one hand and run it through your wet hair. You shake it out and it sprays me with more water.

I kiss down to your shoulder, licking beads of water off them, moving left to right across the top of your back. My hands find your chest again and I run my fingers through the fur there, which is still damp. The wet fur is wet and coarse as it slides between my fingers. I move my hands down your body, and they encounter the barrier that is the top of the towel.

I'm now kissing the middle of your back, between your shoulder blades, you flex as my mustache and beard tickles your back. In the front, my hand moves down, over the towel and I caress your cock, through the plush terry cloth material. The towel is wet from the cursory swipe over your body, I can feel your cock growing under my hand through it. I caress its length as I feel it grow.

I'm bending now, my knees hit the mat in front of the sink and my lips have reached your lower back. I kiss the small of your back and push the towel down, exposing just the hint of your ass crack. My tongue traces the crack as far as it can with the towel in place. My hand on your front has now worked your cock to its full 6.5 inches and you're tenting the towel under my hands. You groan slightly as my tongue and hands both work your body. It's music to my ears.

I slide one hand up and grasp the top of the towel and tug it apart. It sags off you, caught by my hand and my body which is pressed into yours. I shift my position slightly to let it fall to the floor. My left hand cups your balls, shaved and smooth under my hand, while my right takes your cock in a firm grip and strokes your full length, savouring the smooth hardness of your shaft. I trace my finger around the mushroom cap of your cut cock.

Behind you, I move my face forward and into your ass, kissing one cheek then the other, tracing my tongue down in the cavern of your ass crack. Your ass is fleshy and round and though you're lean, your ass is meaty, so cavern is apt. You tilt your torso forward, pushing your ass back onto my tongue, your hands come back behind you and you spread your cheeks for me, opening yourself to my probing tongue.

I stroke your cock slowly, working my tongue into you, as deep as I can get it. Letting go of your balls, but not your shaft I bring my left hand back and suck on two fingers then slowly work them into your ass beside my tongue. You groan loudly now; it sounds louder as it echoes off the bathroom tiles. It turns me on to hear you groan in pleasure, my cock is rock hard in my sweats. I double my efforts, picking up the pace as I stroke your cock and work a third finger into your ass.

I turn you around, fast, and your hard cock waves in my face, swinging back and forth with the speed of the turn. I take it into my mouth then which elicits another groan. I tickle your head with my tongue before pulling you down into my throat. My nose rests in your full bush. I love that you shave your balls, but the bush remains natural. I hold you in my mouth and throat for a moment then pull up and off and taking ahold of your cock again I lift it up and out of the way as I suckle on your balls, first one then the other and then both. Tugging with my mouth, pulling your sack away from your body. After a few minutes, I let them slide out of my mouth I return my mouth to your shaft and take you deep again.

Your knees begin to buckle in pleasure, and I know if I keep this up, you'll cum, but I'm not ready for that yet. I pull my mouth off your cock, reluctantly. Standing, I lift you up and push back so you're sitting on the counter. I lift your legs, which tilts your body back until you're leaning on the mirror, and I return my tongue to your ass. I spit on your hole and push the spit in with my tongue, spit again and again, repeating the drive after each time. I stand up then and pull my hard cock out of my grey sweats by the simple expedience of pushing them down - my cock bounces free, you reach for it, stroke it a couple times. Pushing your hand away, I spit one more time this time onto my hand and I massage it into my cock head.

I position my cock at your hole and look into your hazel eyes. I lock eyes with you, and I see that moment of acceptance, of permission, of need in them. I push forward. Your ass resists, but I persist. I pull back, spit again and reposition then push again. One more time and my head penetrates your ass. Your eyes roll back at the intrusion but nothing in them says stop, and I don't. I push forward steadily and my cock, a near match for yours sinks ever deeper into your ass.

Finally, my pubic hair tickles your ass cheeks, and my balls come to rest against your skin. It's then that I lean down and pull your head toward me and we meet in the middle for a deep tongue fueled kiss.

I pull out, nearly all the way out, then slowly push back into you. Your ass is so tight, so warm as it envelopes my cock. I never want to pull out, I want you wrapped around me always. As I reach bottom, you buck up and into me. To pull me in further? To push me out? I can't tell but it accomplishes both, first it pulls me then pushes me back. I know that you're ready then, and I start to truly fuck, not just pull in and out.

My rhythm increases, my balls slap your ass, I reach down and pinch your nipples as I drive deep into you on each stroke. Your cock remains rock hard, leaking precum onto your pubes and lower belly. I scope some up and taste you. Such beautiful nectar, neither sweet nor bitter, it tastes heavenly.

I need to cum, now, but I want to see your cum first, to taste your load, I stand upright and grasp your cock and begin to stroke your shaft in time with my fucking. My hand flies across your hard cock, precum flies off the head with my flurry of motion, until your cock erupts spraying your belly, your chest, my hand and forearm, cums soaks us both. I pull out of you then and scoop as much of your load as I can and wipe it onto my cock, then drive back into you, then lick my fingers clean, tasting your cum.

It takes me moments, once I've re-entered you, before my cock erupts, emptying my load into your ass. I rest then buried in your ass, as we both catch our breath. Leaning down I kiss you again, sharing the taste of your load with you, as it still coats my tongue.

I step back, my spent cock pulling out of your ass, covered in both our loads, your ass leaks cum. I help you off the counter and back to your feet. We kiss then again, standing now, arms around each other.

Stepping back, I strip off the rest of my clothes and hop into the shower to clean off. A few minutes later I'm finished, and step out of the bathroom, a bit surprised that you didn't join me in the shower. I move into the bedroom where you wait for me, still naked. Hard again, laying on your back, cock point almost straight up.

And I know it's my turn to ride the beast.