This is a continuation from my previous story.
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I grabbed Anjan’s superhard dick and started stroking it as I felt his mouth engulfing my cock. I decided to go slow since Anjan was in a disadvantageous position on the bottom. I began by softly caressing his rod till I felt a shiver run through his body. I gently rubbed up and down on his shaft while constantly licking at it with the tip of my tongue. I even playfully nipped at it a couple of times evoking a protesting yelp from Anjan while trying to deep-throat me. I realized neither of us are going to enjoy getting the blowjob so I pulled my dick out of his throat and turned around to face him. “My gorgeous piece of man-flesh, let me service you first, then you can service me, deal?” Anjan just pulled my face close to his and kissed me again deep, long and hard. As our tongues swirled around each others’ our embrace grew tighter and tighter and we fell on the bed again. We broke our kiss and cuddled for five minutes in each others’ arms, I playfully trying to lick his face while he tried nipping at me; both of us held each others cock in one hand and cheek in other, looking at each other with pure love, lust and perversion.
Eventually, I began missing the taste of cock and sat up, “lets get this party started my dear boyfriend!” “Oh yeah, suck my cock my lovely boyfriend, can’t wait to feel your throat as a skull-fuck you my precious angel”, we had become complete faggots around each other. I made him sit up on the bed, legs dangling down and obviously wide apart, and kneeled in front of him. “Macha, we should put lipstick and makeup on you before you blow me,” Anjan suggested, getting hornier than ever. “Ae fuck you! I want to suck now. We have a lifetime together to play with makeup and become women but ippo, I need that cock!” I said, and rammed his cock down my throat and started making gargling actions to begin the proceedings and pleasure his dickhead. “Oh fuck! I never knew a mouth and throat would be so good around a cock!” Anjan exclaimed, as he fell back, closed his eyes and began enjoying my ministrations.
I removed his cock and spat on it though it was already wet with the saliva. Anjan just continued moaning. I asked, “sweetiepie, rough or gentle?” and Anjan just went “Mmmmmm, anything you wanna, my smoochiecuddles, my dick is officially yours forever now.” So I decided to begin gently and started by sucking his hairy balls into my mouth. I held his dick tight in my hand as I sucked long and hard, first at one ball and then the other. When I took each ball inside, I first held the ball inside by gently biting onto the skin behind the ball. I then licked around in all directions and all angles possible, using the tip of my tongue initially to do a more poking action initially and then switching to the face of my tongue to ensure maximum abrasion. All this while, the thumb of my hand that was holding the cock, with the extra lubrication from the spit, kept rubbing at the head of his cock with the foreskin pulled down. Then I took both balls in and repeated the same action. Anjan was in seventh heaven.
Having had my fun with the balls and having completely wet his ballsack, I moved onto his cock. I began by kissing the tip of his dickhead and then tried pushing my tongue into his urethra. I could already taste the metallic taste of his piss. “Cuddlebunny, do you wanna piss my sweetu?” “Ah, I’ll piss later! Suck suck!” “My smoochies, piss inside me, I’ll love it!” By now both of us were well beyond causing any shock to either so Anjan just went “You know, you are the best boyfriend ever! Marry me!” After a couple of minutes of my holding my lips tight around his cock, I could feel him finally being able to piss through the erect dick, although the dick went soft a bit as expected. I loved the acrid smell in my nose and taste in my mouth as his golden nectar filled my mouth. I realized my hunching over his erect upright dick while he lay on the bed and peed was not the best position for trying to drink piss. His piss started collecting in my mouth and I couldn’t swallow given my position so I grunted through my throat, his tasty piss almost full in my mouth and started pulling his arm.
He was confused at first and stopped peeing and sat up “Kya hua gorgeous? Not liking it?” The pause in the peeing and the new position gave me a chance to let the nectar flow down my throat as I swallowed lovingly as I looked into his eyes and smiled. I pulled my lips off his dick, moved upwards and kissed him, giving him a taste of his own piss, which he clearly enjoyed, and said “My husband, I can never not like anything about you. Just that in the position we were in, I couldn’t swallow your love-juice easily. Gimme some more pee? Make me your peeslut?” Anjan giggled and moaned a fake moan as he pushed me back and stood up. “I drank four coke cans during that stupid match, you have a lot of fun peeslut boyfriend!” he said as I re-engaged my mouth around his cock. This time, I tried something different; I stuck my lower jaw and tongue out fully so it covered the entire bottom of his cock, and effectively let his dick rest near my uvula. As Anjan resumed peeing, his piss started directly going down my throat. While it was fun, I realised I’m not able to taste his pee and I was somehow addicted to the taste already! I held up a finger so he’ll stop and readjusted my position so only his dickhead was in my mouth and the rest of it was outside, “I wanna taste every single drop of this life-sustaining nectar boyfriend”.
And so the peeing resumed but we took it nice and slow. I pinched his balls every time I wanted him to stop peeing, which was everytime my mouth was half full. I’ll lean back and show him the pee I collected, mouth an “I love you” at him with my mouth still full, slosh the pee around as if it were a wine I was tasting, then slowly swallow it and tell him I love him again and get back on the cock for the next round of pee. Once I even stood up with the pee and kissed him with the pee, effecting a pee transfer while kissing, as he drank his own pee. Eventually, he had finished his pee and we were both very sad that our piss games finished so quickly (twenty minutes, but still!). He seemed more sad so I pushed him back on the bed, “let me make you feel like a man, faggot husband!” “My husband, my love, with you, I’ll always feel like a man”, he said and closed his eyes as my lips ensconced his cock again.
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