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[FelchingPisser] Canada--Sunday Deep in the Forest


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On Lake Ontario—September, 2012

I didn’t want to pitch my tent all over again for my final night in Canada. As luck would have it, Bill, the man I’d met at the sauna on Friday, had invited me to his cottage after I was through with watching my final evening performance. I called him. He was still up for my visit. He offered a free bed and some breakfast if he could suck me off tonight. I got on the highway, and then any number of dark country roads, to find him. I finally did, and dodged the marauding skunk in his driveway. I knocked…

The unfinished cabin is dark—except for the huge flat screen. On it are four guys working over a young woman.

“That lucky bitch gets to take all their loads,” he tells me as I toss my bag on the floor by the couch and settle down next to him. He’s ready. More than ready. He has my pants open and my dick out in no time. He deep throats me. I work my hand down the back of his cutoffs to play with his ass. He grunts around my cock

I go down on him. We sixty-nine. I eat his ass. Soon, we move to the bed for more room. He wants me up his ass. He sticks a dildo up himself—much too roughly in my book. He decides he better not try my cock. We sixty-nine a little more. He rolls off me and starts jerking.

He asks me about my deceased partner. I tell him a little.

He keeps humping his hand. He asks about my porn shoot. I tell him about Jayson in much detail.

He talks about a good straight bud, who used to come over to fuck him. Now his wife keeps his friend too busy around the house to visit.

He tells me how he had a three-way with a male/female couple. How he was able to sneak a little cocksucking of the other guy under the guise of tasting her juices on the other man’s cock.

Then he goes into great detail about eating out her cum filled pussy. How it would get him so hot, he’d cum in her instantly after he was done.

I tell him about my first felch—and what it did to me.

All the while we are beating our cocks—but it’s relaxed, pleasant, a great change.

Out of nowhere he squirms around and fires his load into my mouth.

I am nowhere close to cumming, but will myself to get there. I succeed and cover his chin and tongue with my seed.

We sleep soundly.

The next morning, the eggs are great, swimming in butter.

He makes me promise to look him up next year.

I agree.

I get in my car and start the long 6 hours home.

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