Date: Mon, 6 Apr 2009 19:46:50 -0500 From: Jamie Lee Subject: hungryass 2.2 Disclaimer: If you don't like or aren't allowed to read man-sex, go away. Otherwise, enjoy! Let me know if you like it or what you'd like to see in a future chapter or story. From Part 1: I smiled down at him and kissed him again. This time, when I pulled my tongue out of his mouth, I also slipped my cock out of his ass. I let go of his legs and let them flop down on the bed. I rolled partway over and pulled him into me. "You sweet little bitch..." Part 2: We cuddled on the bed a little while. I took my finger and rubbed the cum from his belly all over his face, streaking his cheeks and painting his lips. Every once in awhile, I'd push my cummy finger in his mouth and he'd lick all the cum off of it and then suck it like it was my cock. "Mmmm" he hummed around my finger. Then he took one of his fingers and scooped up the last little bit of cum on his belly and smeared it over my nipple. And grinned. "Pushy little bitch, aren't ya?" "Mmmmm" he hummed again. I pulled my finger out of his mouth. "Maybe," he grinned. I pushed him over and slapped his ass, hard. "Bitch!" He just laughed, so I slapped his ass again, harder. "Hey, that hurts." "Good. Teach you not to be a smart-ass, bitch boi." "It'll take more than a couple of swats on my ass to change my whole personality." And he laughed again. "You fucker. Go get cleaned up." And I smiled at him, too. "Nah, you're the fucker, stud. You just proved that." And then he bounced off the bed and into the bathroom. I pulled the condom off my half-soft dick and got up and threw it in the trash. While I was up, I stretched. I decided I could use a shower, too, so I came in the bathroom and said, "Move over, bitch. I'm coming in." "You already did that stud" I hear from behind the shower curtain. "Bitch." And I stepped in the back of the shower. He traded places with me so I could get under the water. He rubbed his hands all over me while the warm water ran over me. We traded places again so I could soap up, but I'd just started when hungryass took over that job, running soapy hands all over my body. He tried to spend extra time on my half- hard dick, but I swatted his hands away and told him I wanted to eat. He laughed, and I got back under the shower to wash the soap off. He got more soap on his hands and soaped up my back, paying extra attention to my ass crack. After it was nice and clean, I turned around and rinsed it all off. He reached up, put his arms around my neck, and kissed me again while the warm water was cascading down my back. His tongue gently flicked against my teeth, trying to get in, but I wouldn't let him. I pulled back from the kiss, leaned down, put my arms around his back, and buried my face where his neck joined his hot chest. I sucked and nibbled at the skin there, making him moan, while I gave him a souvenir to remember me by. He squirmed in my arms, but I wouldn't let go. "Hey, stud, you're gonna leave a mark." "That's right, bitch, I'm marking my property. Wanna make something of it?" "No, I guess not." "Damn right, little bitch. Tonight you're mine. Whatever you get up to the rest of your trip and back in Toronto, tonight you're mine. Got it?" "Yes sir," he said very seriously. So seriously that I said, "Hey, baby, if you've already got plans for a late date, just tell me and I'll shove off." "Don't be stupid, stud. You're my only plan tonight. Dinner and then your hot fucking body in me, on me, and with me all night. Will you stay?" "Hell yeah, little bitch, hell yeah." We got out and dried each other off, slowly and carefully. I spent a little extra time getting his ass nice and dry LOL. I went out of the bathroom and put my clothes back on. He followed in a minute and pulled some jeans and a top out of a suitcase to put on. "Where to, stud?" "Well, we can eat in the hotel or go out to Montrose, the gay part of town." "Cool, let's go!" I pulled him into my arms again and gave him another kiss, longer than the one in the shower, and with my mouth open this time. My tongue went all over the inside of his mouth, playing with his, and he moaned again. I pulled back and smiled at him. He licked his lips. I swatted his ass and said, "C'mon, bitch, let's go." "Yes sir!" He grinned again. "Let's go, stud." We drove into the gay part of town and I took him into South Beach, a usually-gay club. We enjoyed the eye candy while having a gin-and-tonic. Once when a cute boi came over and smiled at us, I offered to get him a drink. Hungryass scowled, but I gave the boy $20 anyway and told him to go get himself a drink. "By myself?" he asked, pouting. "Well..." I drawled out. "Yes, by yourself" was hungryass's contribution to the conversation. The boy leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, whispering in my ear, "If you wanna dump the grumpy one, come get me. I'll be here dancing awhile, and you're hot. You can even take me home and fuck me if you want." Hungryass was looking daggers at the boy, which was kinda cute, so I put my mouth near his ear and said, "Sorry, baby, the grump is a friend from out of town. I can't leave him on his own" and nibbled his earlobe. The boy moaned kinda theatrically (I'm sure just to piss off hungryass) and reached into his pocket. I felt him slip something in my pocket. He pulled his head back and kissed me on the mouth again, saying, "Call me, hot stuff. You can top me any time." Then he walked off, not even looking at hungryass. "That fucking bitch!" exploded from hungryass. "That slutty little twat, that greedy little cunt, that..." I don't know how long the outburst would have gone one, but I stopped it by kissing my exploding little bitch. His cheek muscles stayed tight for a minute, like he wanted to keep yelling, but then he suddenly relaxed and started darting his tongue around with mine. "That's better, baby. I'm with you tonight, remember?" He blushed. "I'm sorry. I'm not usually that jealous, but..." "Relax, little bitch. I came in here with you, and I'm leaving with you. Of course," I grinned, "we could leave together with someone else if you wanna. I seem to remember you getting into quite the orgy scene the last time we were together." Somewhat to my surprise, he didn't smile back. Looking very serious, he said, "Stud, you're the top, and I'll do whatever you want. But if I get to pick..." he paused. "You're the guest, baby, you get to pick." Then he smiled and reached over with his hand, brushing it against my mouth. "Then I want tonight to be just the two of us. If you want an orgy, let's do it another night." Well, this was definitely a side of my little bitch I hadn't seen much of before, in spite of cuddling together at the end of the orgy at Steamworks in Toronto. Then I thought maybe he was just exhausted (god knows he shoulda been) and that's why he curled up with me. But based on what was going down tonight, there seemed to be a much gentler side of my boi that I hadn't really noticed before. He left his hand at my mouth a moment, and I kissed it. Then I picked up my drink and raised it up: "To a great night!" "To a great night!" he agreed, "may it last til dawn!" We clinked and finished up the drinks. Instead of another drink there, we walked to another bar across the street, the Montrose Mining Company. We weren't totally dressed to go there, but at least we both had on jeans, so I thought it would be OK. We found a secluded corner and sipped another round of drinks while looking at the men in the bar. A very different crowd here, somewhat older and more sedate. But smoldering hot if you looked in their eyes. They just didn't need to flaunt who they were and what they wanted. We were keeping a low profile but got cruised by a number of guys. One stud in his late thirties, well over six feet and wearing cowboy boots, sent us over another round of drinks via a very cute waiter. I thought about flirting with the waiter but decided 1) I was too old and not drunk enough for that and 2) I didn't want to hurt hungryass's feelings. The cowboy stud came over after the waiter left and asked if he could sit with us. We made room and casual conversation for a bit. After a lull in the conversation, the cowboy said, "Well, I hoped to persuade at least one of you men to come home with me, but it looks like you don't want anything but each other tonight. You guys a couple?" I looked at hungryass, and he blushed. "Naw, this is just a good friend of mine from out of town." The cowboy perked up, sensing an opportunity. "So, you guys wanna play?" I looked at hungryass: "Your call, baby." He blushed again (what's with that?), then looked the cowboy in the eye and said, "Maybe tomorrow, stud, if you're still interested." "Fuck yeah. Here's my card. Call me tomorrow." Then he raised his beer, leaned over and kissed hungryass on the mouth, and said, "Oh fuck yeah. CALL me tomorrow." And then he sauntered off, looking over his shoulder at us a couple of times as he made his way through the crowd. "Now who's playing around?" I asked, teasing. Hungryass looked serious and said, "We don't have to call if you don't wanna." He paused and then added, "But it does serve you right for flirting with that whore at the other bar!" Then he downed his drink and said, "Cmon, let's go get dinner. I'm hungry and I'm gonna get drunk if we don't eat soon." I took him to a nearby South American restaurant and we spent a nice hour and a half over dinner. By that time, I wasn't feeling the effects of the drinking much except that I was relaxed and probably talked a little too much. Hungryass had had a fair amount of wine with dinner, though, so he might have been a little drunk when we left. He seemed moody. Every once in awhile he'd be chatty, but then he'd get quiet for awhile. When we got out to the car, he hugged me and gave me a sloppy kiss. "I'm sorry. I just don't wanna share you tonight." "Baby, you're not sharing me." "But you want that kid from the bar, don't you?" "Hey little bitch, he doesn't want me. He couldn'tve been more than 25. I'm way too old for him." "Huh. I bet he wants a daddy, and let's face it, you're one hot daddy." "Yeah, right. But in any event, tonight I'm *your* daddy, little bitch." He smiled and kissed me again before getting in the truck. Back at the hotel, hungryass pulled off his shirt as soon as we got into the room. He reached for me and kissed me hungrily, his tongue all over my lips, probing, trying to get into my mouth. I grabbed his ass cheeks in both hands and squeezed hard. He moaned and tried to sink to his knees. "What's gotten into you, little bitch?" "Just take me stud, make me your total bitch tonight. Make me your slut." I grinned. What the fuck kinda offer is that, right? LOL. "Ok, slut, strip." He started taking off his shoes, but I guess he was still a little drunk because he fell over onto the bed. I shook my head and pulled his shoes and socks off of him. He just lay there looking at me, so I took off my shirt and then pulled off his pants. Like me, he wore no underwear. "On your knees, bitch, and suck me." He quickly slid off the bed and onto his knees and swallowed my cock. Once again, it found its home in that hot, wet mouth of my little bitch.