"Shower on a Hot Summer Day" The late June heat wave has be..

"Shower on a Hot Summer Day" The late June heat wave has been brutal. With your building's AC unit out of order, you decide to take a trip out to the country to stay with me until it has been repaired. It is late in the evening and we've spent hours drinking cheap beer and listening to the crickets come out and chirp. As darkness falls my sweat and body odor becomes too much for even me, and I tell you that I am going to hop in the shower. Leaving you on the living room couch, buzzed from beer, I walk down the hallway and into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. The sound of running water from down the hall triggers a primal sensation within you. Unfortunately, your bladder is not your friend tonight, and you feel the urgency to relieve yourself of your beer. Standing up you look down the hall aimlessly, then towards the kitchen. Dismissing drastic options you decide to walk down the hallway and knock on the bathroom door. "Yes?" you hear my voice, muffled by the door. "Um--can I come in real quick?" "What's up?" the sound of the shower through the door only stimulates you further. "I need to go!" You hear me laughing as the water splashes around me. "All right, all right--come on in then!" Without wasting a beat you turn the knob and push open the door. Walking into my bathroom for the first time, you scan it quickly and recognize the standard sink and vanity combo with a mirror above it directly in front of you and to your right. Past the sink and also on the right-hand side is the toilet. Directly in front of you, spanning the length of the bathroom is the shower stall--with only a cheap clear PEVA shower curtain to hide my nude body. Unable to wait any longer you walk the four feet to the toilet. I've left the toilet seat up, you put it down and quickly push your shorts and underwear down in one fluid motion. "Whoa-whoa--!" I object, opening the shower curtain. "You're not gonna take a--" "No, I just gotta--" You sit down quickly and begin to relieve yourself. "--ahhh!" "Dude, you sit down like a girl." "I just didn't wanna show you my dick." You look up from your lap and suddenly realize that I am standing directly beside you, water running down my body, with my semi-hard bear cock directly in your line of sight. "Well, that's kind of you," I chuckle. My belly shakes and shimmies as I talk, the water forming paths down my hairy chest. The hairs, normally curly and chaotic, are smoothed and flowing in a uniform direction--like seagrass in an ocean current. The water runs down my skin and falls off my body rolls, little waterfalls coming off the mountain of flesh. You blush and look up at me, I smile and wait a moment--hearing your stream subside. Your breathing intensifies as my left arm comes up and puts a wet hand on the back of your neck. You feel drips of cool water being heated between our bodies as I pull your head close to my groin. There is still a mild odor coming from my crotch as I draw you in and rub my cock across your face. "Ohhh, fuckk." You sigh, opening your mouth instinctively and sticking your tongue out as I drag my package back and forth. "Yeah, you want that dick don't you?" "Fuck, yes, please!" You take a big whiff of my body odor and let the testosterone trigger your submissive urges. "Get you some then!" My right-hand reaches down and pumps my cock a few times, getting it fully hard before slapping it on your face and aiming it at your mouth. Your jaw opens and I push my cock down your facehole while taking my right hand away. My left hand pulls you down to the base of my cock and I begin to fuck your face, water cascading down my shoulders and arms and onto your body. You sit there on the toilet while I thrust in and out of your mouth, my cock pushing past your tonsils and going deep into your throat. "Uck-uck-uck!" You make noises as I penetrate deep, using your skull like my personal fuck toy as I explore your throat with my baby maker. Sitting submissively, naked from the waist down, you obediently suck my cock and savor the rewards of precum as I splatter them into the back of your mouth. The water from the shower begins to saturate the cotton fabric of your t-shirt, but you are too busy being a human Fleshlight to care. Similarly, as the water from the shower begins to spray over the bathroom floor, I pay it no mind as I groan in delight while slamming your throat. After a moment you stall and I release you from my cock momentarily to give you a breath and spit in your face. "Good cocksucker, fuck yeah--I'm so hard right now," I say as I slap you across the face with my meat. "Fuckk--" You gasp for air, "please," you pant, "feed me your load, Sir!" "Attaboy," I say, pulling your tongue out with my right thumb and forefinger. You look up into my eyes helplessly as I pull it out and spit down your throat, then tap my cock on your tongue tip and dive in again. "Guck-guck-guck," Your eyes roll into the back of your head, in sheer delight from the throat penetration and bear smells. You can feel my shaft throbbing and building my load up in my cum tube. "That's it, you're gonna take this load deep for me..." I put both hands behind your head and guide you up and down my shaft, from tip-to-base I nail your piehole and groan from the combination of physical bliss and a mad power trip. My thrusts behind to pay dividends as I feel my balls rise up and begin to pump my juices up and into my shaft. My hands heave your head down to the bottom of my groin and hold you down as I feel the salvo shoot out of my cum cannon and down your throat. "Ohhh, fuckk!!" I cry as I feel the first one erupt, then the second, and you feel my cock twitch with the third. "Jesus Christ, fuck." The fourth is noticeably less powerful than the first trio, and the fifth and sixth pumps go off before the seventh hits hard. "Whooo, wow," the exhilaration from endorphins begins to hit my brain as the eight and subsequent pumps begin to dribble out the last of my babies down your esophagus. Your eyes widen as you begin to gag on my cum. I relax my hands and allow you to back your head up slowly, you feel my fat cock continuing to twitch as your tongue slides back down the underside of my shaft. The cockhead pops out, leaving a long strand of cum between it and your lips--it promptly drops and hangs from your mouth as I back into the shower and rinse myself off. I run my hands through my beard, looking up as I take a breath and smile. The moment between us subsides, and I turn the shower off. "Hand me a towel, would ya--"