German

Oh, the dirty German boys...

He was visiting San Diego and had spent most of the time with a friend but decided to spend the night alone at a hotel so that he could be closer to the airport and not bother his friend for his early morning flight. That's where I step in. Not sure what in his profile made me brazenly piss in mouth without warning, but it happened. Ya see, I have this thing where the head of my cock is extremely sensitive to the point where if you focus on it too much during oral, I spontaneously lose bladder control. Kinda like getting tickled so bad you pee your shorts. Well, the kid went for it and I didn't hold back. And he kept on going for it. Drank straight from the tap and never missed a drop each time. And yeah, I figured that was a cue that I could slap his balls... hard. To the point where he doubled over a couple of times but also got rock hard from it. And that I could chew off his nips. And that I could skull fuck him and spit in his face so that he was just a fucking mess of snot and deep-throat spittle and my oral juices by the time he finally came from the abuse. Hey, I needed to make sure he remembered California when he got home. And remember again and again whenever a cold breeze hit or his shirt moved across his chest. For at least a couple of days.