Finding a title for this hot story wasn't exactly easy. I mean I found some really great titles but they weren't really relevant to the theme. Even the one that I finally came up with is a contradiction in terms, because Warren did anything but extinguish the constant fires that he ignited in my hold. It was quite the contrary in fact. Originally I wanted to call it "Fucking A Fireman". I liked that one, but then on second thought, I found it to be a bit misleading since he did most of the fucking. "Fire Fighter" sounded good initially, but I discarded that one too. Just let myself be enflamed and engulfed by his huge incendiary dick. However, if you survive the trip to the end of this torrid tale you'll find out why "Fire Extinguisher" finally won.

It all started when my sister brought her new boy-friend home for a visit. He'd just turned eighteen but looked like he still needed a baby sitter not a girl friend. He had a great little butt and it wasn't long before my dick was licking its cocky chops. I decided to cool it. I was going on twenty myself and not really looking for a baby brother, especially one hanging out with my kid sister. I thought I'd sniff around and see if he had any cousins or something. So when Susan showed me some pictures of David's family, and my eyes focused on a blonde hunk of sculptural beauty, I couldn't help asking who it was. "David's Dad," she said. I knew there and then I wanted to meet David's Dad. "What does he do," I asked innocently. "He fights fires," she answered.

From that moment a fierce flame began to ignite inside me. I knew as soon as I saw his 'don't fuck with me' expression that I wanted him to light my fire, not fight it. There was something about him that really turned me on. Maybe it was the arrogant way he stood, or his stare while looking into the camera, as if the color of his ice blue eyes seemed to pierce the lens. Maybe it was the way his nipples seemed perched for flight, as they poked their way through the thin cotton of his skin-tight tee-shirt. Maybe it was how his long, brawny thighs seemed to go on and on, reaching up to the mound in front of his cream colored slacks. I could tell that his cock and balls were tightly bunched up in there like an overfilled fruit basket. My mouth watered at the thought of it and my cumcup brimmed over as I remembered a hot movie that I had just seen where this gorgeous young guy gets his face dick slapped. I had a horny image of this naked fireman beating out the burning fires in my cheeks with his firehose of a shlong. I looked once more at the photo and my dick sang. I couldn't wait to meet him.

Fortunately, I didn't have to wait long as our two families were expected to exchange visits. When we went to David's place, his father had just come back from an emergency call on a hot sultry Sunday in August. Originally, we were going to have a picnic in the garden, but David's mother decided we'd be cooler inside. The air conditioning was strong and so was the image that I could see through the net curtains. David's father had stripped almost completely naked. I could see him in the buff as he hosed himself down in the garden. We all got an eyeful of his mammoth pecs, curved back, and the cleavage at the top of his bubble butt. He must have forgotten that we were coming over as he realized we were gazing at him. He quickly tied a towel around his waist and then he stepped out of sight. We all sat there shocked, in an embarrassing silence. You see, my folks are very religious and puritanical, and didn't approve of such exhibitionism, especially on the Lord's day.

My parents started to build our family late, so my dad was at least twenty years older than David's dad, whom I learned later was thirty-six years old. It figures that he would have started his family so early, as I could just see his over-enthusiastic teenage dick thirsty for pussy, running around probably lapping up too much of it I suspect, and perhaps even finding himself having to marry David's mother. In fact after meeting them both, they seemed to act as though they were not too fond of one another. His name was Warren. I wondered if his own mother had named him after Warren Beatty, the very talented actor who happened to be a favourite of mine. Anyway as you can imagine, our visit was not an unmitigated success and afterwards my parents persuaded Susan to try to find someone else, hopefully someone that they would find to be more suitable for her. Even though this may have been bad news for Susan having to end their relationship, I was able to remain friends with David, which my parents didn't seem to mind at all.

Finally one day my big chance came along when both David and his mother left to visit his grandparents. Warren needed to stay behind, at home and on call as he was on fire duty. So I 'happened' to stop by unannounced all bright eyed and bushy tailed and hoping for the best, when I walked in on Warren who happened to be naked just as nature has intended, sunbathing in their garden. When you're outside looking in, you can't see a thing. It's a very secluded garden protected by trees. Even the most prying eye is not able to penetrate. Warren seemed pleased to see me. Anyway, his dick was pretty hard, but then again maybe it always looked that big. He pointed to a recliner and told me to make myself at home. I assumed he meant it was ok for me to take everything off just as he had, so I did without hesitation. I laid on my stomach since I knew my dick would betray my excitement. Of course, one thing soon led to another when he noticed that my butt was very white, so he offered to put sun screen on it. The problem was that before I could even acknowledge his actions, he was already rubbing me down and by the time his hands had finished, I found myself laying face down on that recliner which I had suddenly covered with my own kind of cream.

Needless to say he massaged the lotion all in nicely. So far so good I said to myself, as his dick brushed my thighs, forcing me to let out what I feel can only be described as sensual sigh of contentment. He gave me a second coat starting at my shoulders and working his way down to my butt. After that he passed his hot hand between my open legs as he cradled my balls and massaged my dick. Then he turned me over, sucked me off, wrapped my legs around his shoulders, and entered my butt with full force.

Not a word was spoken as he fucked me, putting his hand over my mouth to stifle my cries. As I said before, being only nineteen and having been raised in a very religious family, I never even dreamt of anything like this actually happening to me let alone experiencing it. I mean, I knew that I wanted and desired him and all of that, but I had no idea that it would entail such sensual pain. I'd seen a few adult movies but everybody seemed to be having a good time. The models were beautiful, sucking and fucking in sweet contentment. Now I was discovering what fire really was and how it could shoot up your ass until it almost burnt your eyes out. I wanted to scream. Eventually he carried me into the house and finished the job off.

My screams really excited him and my wildest fantasies came true as he beat my face with his giant dick and then used it as a gag to stifle my protests. I kicked and struggled so much that he had to tie me to the bed and gag me with his jock strap. He beat my butt with his flat hand and plunged deep inside me with his fat dick. Soon I was stinging all over and waiting for my body to explode. Then suddenly I began to enjoy the warm feeling that was sweeping over me. I ceased fighting and squeezed his dick with my butt cheeks. I tried to go with the rhythm as he fucked me and not against it. I eased and oozed my way up and down his dick and felt indescribable sensations that were so mind blowingly fantastic that I knew I would be seeking them out again for the rest of my life.

He hosed me so good that a beautiful bubble seemed to burst inside me and my dick came like a fire hydrant. My butt had been broken. I was no longer a virgin and now knew I had a mission. It was nothing like the mission my father had mapped out for me. It was something entirely different. My mission was to fill my ass with as much dick as I could find from that day forth. Amen. And amen again.

Wife and son were away for five days and I had a butt full of Warren for all that time. I learned how to satisfy him in so many varied and wondrous ways that he couldn't get enough of me. In fact he was completely overcome with me and showed his appreciation each time by showering me with his thick super creamy jizz. It's so thick in fact that it looks just like the stuff that comes pouring out of a fire extinguisher. Really gross. But I love it. Just lap it up.

So now you know how I got the title for this torrid tale. And Warren's cumcream is so finger licking good that I keep bringing my own torrid little tail back to my fireman's pole for more. For it seems that no matter how hard he tries, and how many times he fucks me, he's never quite able to extinguish my fire.