Arse Licking 4

Steve arrives just as my girlfriend is leaving.

“Alright Sandra,” he says. “Nice lipstick.”

“Thanks. You boys enjoy Match of the Day.”

As soon as she’s gone Steve says, “I was thinking, it wasn’t ideal you drinking with a straw. I’ve had an idea.” He reaches into a pocket of his coat and takes out a funnel. “Go and get a beer.”

When I come back Steve is lying on his back with his legs in the air. His pants are around his ankles.

“Put the funnel in my arse and fill me up. You got it?”

At the first attempt Steve lets out a cry.

“I think we need lube,” I say.

“You got any?

I scratch my head. “Butter?”

“Fuck off! I’m not a piece of toast. What about Sandra’s lipstick?”

The beer lasts about one set of highlights. During the analysis we fill him up again. As we get to the final match Steve says, “What about I hold it in this time, you lick for all you're worth and then at the end I let it out all at once?”

“Ok, but aim carefully. Sandra will kill me if we make a mess on the carpet.”