After a great night's sleep, I figured I'd spend the bulk of my last full day in town to do all the touristy stuff.  Having quite the evening the previous night, it felt nice to take a break from constantly being bent over and stuffed full.  Berlin is a great city, and I wanted to take it all in - no puns intended.

After taking the day to relax, I thought I'd try my luck at getting one last good fuck of the weekend to cap it all off.  Based on what was happening on the apps, I wasn't alone!  Every bottom boy frustrated by taking far more cocks than loads was looking for their last hurrah.  I had a few prospects, but they turned out to be flaky or too far away to be practicable.  I nearly gave up when I got an alert from my phone about a new Planet Romeo message.  I checked out the profile to find a stunning German blond-haired, blue-eyed hunk starring in the photos.  Probably the first "local" that messaged me all week.  Coming from a touristy city already (New Orleans), it's a well known fact that the locals leave town during big festival weekends and only return once the madness dies down.  This guy was no different.

His profile was very direct - one thing I love about German men.  It mentioned the "orange" of the hanky code - basically anything goes - and had a trove of pics of all sorts.  He was upfront, however, and said that this particular evening he really was just looking for a good old fashioned fuck.  Fine by me!  He gave me his address and I made the short walk over.  What I didn't realise was that this short walk took me right through the heart of a well-known block of female prostitutes.  I was polite, but clearly went on my way.  I found my way to his building and he buzzed me in.

Leaving my shoes at the door, we settled inside and immediately started passionately kissing.  He was totally nude when I arrived, but I was in my tank-top and jeans; the jeans quickly slipped off revealing my brand new black briefs matching my top.  His cock was rock hard, and I did what any boy would do and dropped straight to my knees to service it.  It was a very nice size; maybe around 8 inches or so, average thickness, and obviously uncut.  This wasn't the night to be slutty, so I treated it like it was a normal get together with a well-known fuckbuddy.  This turned out to be a natural thought as he very closely resembled a guy I knew back in London that I'd always fantasised about but never hooked up with.  My mind just imagining my London buddy being the one on the receiving end.  After a while, I stood up for another good snog, and he returned the favour and worked my cut cock as well.  After a good bit of passionate foreplay, he led me to his bedroom where the fun continued.  I gently dropped back first onto his mattress with him falling on top of me as we continued making out.  We went for a second round of mutual oral before he reached for his bottle of lube situated right by the bed.

He put just enough on his erect tool and also on my hole to get it ready.  After all of the dick I'd taken in the previous day, I was nervous that he'd fall in TOO easy, but to my satisfaction it was a perfect fit.  I guided his hips forward to ease him inside and we started fucking.  This was very intense.  Not too fast, not too slow, just a nice rhythm changing pace as need be.  No words were spoken, we just let our natural man-sounds guide our way.  I was in bottom heaven!  This is exactly the kind of fuck I was hoping to cap my week off with.  I laid back and let my hunky German top just do whatever he wanted in whatever way he wanted while I just took it and responded with the pleasurable moaning that only comes forth naturally with a good deep down dicking.

He went on for at least 20 or so minutes when the moment finally came:  "I'm getting close boy"

As good as the fucking was, I was extremely turned on at the anticipation of how awesome the finish would feel.  I reflexively exclaimed out "fuck yeah, give it to me" in response.

"Beg for it!  Tell me you want it in that slut hole!"

After a whole session of no words, this is the part where our true piggy selves came out, and I started begging and pleading for his cum.

"Yeah man, breed my slut hole!  I want your cum so bad."

He ordered me to start pinching his nipples and continue begging.  After another minute, his face contorted into that face we bottom sluts know all too well - the "O" face.  I continued begging until I could feel that hot warm goodness build up as it unleashed in my hole.  Both of us grunting in ecstasy as my stud emptied his built up seed deep inside me.  

To my surprise - and pleasure - he didn't rush to pull out afterwards and went back to snogging me while still inside of me.  He shot his wad, now he wanted me to shoot mine!  We kissed more, which I started working my cock.  Getting it to full attention, I started working it a little more fiercely and let out my pre-ejaculative moans.  He went down to my cock and engulfed the head right as I started squirting - emptying 2 days of seed into his willing mouth.  I must have let out at least 10-15 squirts, not including a couple of aftershocks.  He came back up to my face with a grin, and I knew what he was about to do.  He kissed me open mouth with my wad still inside - a snowball in September.  A fitting and intense end to what was at that point the sluttiest weekend of my life.  We hung around continuing to kiss more until we both caught our breath.  A quick chat afterwards, and I got dressed again and made my way back to my hotel.  I told him if I was ever in the area again, that I'd look him up for a repeat.  I arrived back at my hotel and had another good nights sleep with an ass full of jizz for the second night in a row.  The next day was the journey back home.  I didn't know what to expect when this wild weekend started, but I don't regret it one bit.  I knew one day I'd return for another weekend of debauchery, but I wanted to give it some time so that it didn't feel so routine.  I planned on skipping Folsom the following year and returning the year after to see if the experience would be any different and sluttier.

Until we meet again...Danke Shoen, Berlin!