A pig welcome

The big pink cock I’m sucking is a neighbour who lives on my road. He was bored and horny working from home, and got in touch with Grindr and wanted to test out the local nasty pig, telling me I’d be allowed to drink his piss before he would let me suck cock and “pound your arse”. I agreed to be his sex sub for the afternoon, no rules as I could see he was less than 50 meters away, he had to be genuine. He came round minutes later. As he ordered my front door was partially open, and I was ready barefoot naked kneeling face down with my arse facing the door, excited by the prospect of being used. My guess was right, he was one of the slightly older gay couple that I’d noticed walking by. Just ten minutes after he arrived he was pissing in controlled spurts down my throat, making me gulp it full speed. It was the first time he’d had anyone drink his piss, and been saving it for me as my profile bragged about being a piss pig. He seemed amazed I was enjoying it, wanking myself in front of him while he pissed and I couldn’t help groaning in pleasure, but no way was he going to be kissing my public urinal of a mouth. I was proud to swallow so well, only a couple of hot splashes ran down my neck, which I rubbed over my front and balls to dry off, but it left me panting and belching back the air I’d swallowed for a few moments due to how fast it had been, and it felt like I’d drunk down a couple of hot foamy pints of cider by the time he finished. The strong piss smell from my silent belching hit the back of my nose, almost making me cum, I had to ease off wanking myself. Being a good pig I thanked him for feeding me and carefully licked clean the last few drops he jerked from his cock.

He told me to shower off, he didn’t want to touch any piss, but now he’d used the pig urinal, was ready to try the fuck pig. He joined me in the quick shower and soaped me up, getting me to grunt as he fingered my arsehole. Having me kneel on the stairs, he surprised me by wanting to rim me for several minutes while wanking me, spreading my legs wide, really relaxing, and opening up my arse ring. His kink was obviously arses, I could feel his thumbs pulling my ring wide, as his tongue worked in deeper and he got me bent double. Imagining what my opened-out hole must look like, glistening wet from his spit, this felt more sleazy than drinking his hot piss. Eventually, in the bedroom I loved the sweaty energetic pounding from his thick cock, his bristly short body hair making my bare back tingle as he pressed full length and weight into me, and because I begged so nicely to swallow spunk, got me to drink down two loads and suck the condom clean, a nasty pig habit that I can’t resist.

It turned out he had known I lived on his street as one of his friends had me service him a few months earlier and told him my house number. I don’t know his real name nor worked out which is his house. He’s used my pig services three times so far, every time arriving busting for a piss, ready to fill my guts. I’ve spotted him out shopping with his partner and caught my eye, but I know my place, I’m basically invisible when I’m wearing clothes. There are at least eight Grindr locals I see around, but the sleazy indiscriminate cum and piss pig who anyone can see on gay apps, and maybe your friends have fucked, is strictly a dirty secret, not a social buddy, especially when you are out playing cute couple with your vanilla sex husband, or when the pig that begged to taste your spunk is now just another customer in your shop…