I panted then he went back in and dug his tongue up inside me. His tongue slurping out my sore hole was a shock in the best way possible. “Tastes a bit like mutton stew,” he said and was going back in again.I busted-up. He kept sucking my hole. “You must like mutton stew,” I said when I wasn’t laughing like a hyena. Or had he? Gay sex “Must be all those sheep you Irish and UK guys fuck!”He stopped abruptly and reared back and SLAPPED my ass so hard I yelped. “What the … “ “The fuck did you say?” he challenged me with fire in his previously emerald eyes.“Bud it was a joke. Sorry man; no offense intended.”He was on his feet now; pecs and abs tensed, neck straining and red, nostrils flared and dick raging. In other words: HOT! “You think it’s a joke to put an Irishman with a filthy Brit in the same sentence?”“Wha … THAT’s … ““You feckin’ Yanks. I’ll show you the difference between a proud Irishman and a limp-slatted Brit!” and another SLAP to my other glute. Another yelp from me and a protest was met with him leaning over me and shoving me down and my leg up. He roughly entered me still spewing vitriol
