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Mark Stevens
Brian and Jeff : Part 1
I was in my office buried deep in paperwork when the telephone on my desk rang. My friend, Jeff greeted me.
"Hey, Brian, what's up?"
"Jeff, how the hell are you, man?"
"I'm great. How are you doing?" I asked.
Hearing Jeff's voice on the other end of the phone line made my heart begin to race. He and I had been friends ever since junior high days in school. We ran around together all during junior high and high school. We enjoyed spending time with each other, and never missed a day being with each other. Then after graduation from high school, he and I chose different colleges, and from then on, we didn't get to see much of each other.
For us, we completed high school, married our college sweethearts, and well, as they say, the rest was history. That had been almost twenty-five years ago. Only just a couple of years ago had we reestablished contact and picked up where our friendship had halted those many years before.
"What's on your mind?" I asked Jeff.
"I am taking next week off and heading for my cabin at the lake. Was just wondering if there was a chance you could join me for a few days?"
The thought of getting away from the same routine for a few days, not to mention getting to see my best friend from childhood days, well, I have to say, that made my heart skip a beat or two, not to mention what it did to my cock.
I looked at my desk calendar. As luck would have it, I didn't have a thing at all going the next week. At least not anything I couldn't reschedule. "Should be no problem," I told Jeff. Nothing's happening next week that I can rearrange."
"What about Kathy?" he asked, speaking of my wife.
For just a moment I had a quick sense of guilt flow through me, but I quickly shrugged it off. "It shouldn't be any problem there either," I assured him. "Tell you what, let me check into some things, and I'll get back with you later this afternoon. You going to be around then?"
"I'll be here," Jeff answered. "Give me a call."
"Will do," I said. "Oh, and Jeff, thanks!"
"Hey, I've missed you, Buddy. I really need to see you bad."
"I know the feeling. I've missed you like hell."
We talked a few more minutes and then ended our conversation. As I sat at my desk thinking about Jeff and how much I wanted to spend some time with him, my thoughts turned back, and I relived some of the memories Jeff and I had shared together.
Like I said, Jeff and I had been friends since junior high. We met just after our fourteenth birthdays, became good friends, and immediately started spending most of our free time with each other. He would spend nights at my house, and I would do the same, sleeping many nights, sleeping in Jeff's bed. Of course, fourteen year old boys become very fascinated with their bodies, especially that muscle that is suddenly growing bigger between their legs. When Jeff and I had sleepovers, we'd lay in bed and almost always the subject of sex came up. Of course, at that age it usually was about jacking off and if you did it, and how often you did it, and even if you admitted that you did do it.
Early on in our friendship, Jeff and I started jacking together. We started out by jacking off, watching each other stroke their dick, waiting to see the thick glob of cum erupt from our dicks. We were both interested in the hair that was beginning to grow around our dicks. When we first started experimenting together, neither one of us had much of a bush. Just a few stray hairs starting to sprout, brown for me, and cold black for Jeff. As time passed, though, both his bush and mine became very thick. By the time we were in the ninth grade, however, we were both well endowed with thick carpet around our dicks, as well as nice thick cocks to play with.
By the end of ninth grade, we had gone from jacking off in front of each other to jacking each other's hard dicks, even to going down on each other, learning to take each other's hot thick creamy loads.
Then, during the summer between our ninth and tenth grades, we discovered the wonderful world of fucking. It had been on both of our minds for quite some time, but neither one of us was willing just yet to "do it".
"I hear it's really hot," Jeff told me one summer night as we lay in my bed.
We were naked, on our sides, and as he said that, I could feel Jeff's hard dick rubbing my ass crack. I leaned back into him, forcing his cock inside my crack.
"Fuck me, Jeff," I told him.
"Are you sure? I don't want to do anything you don't want to do," Jeff said.
I pressed hard into him, feeling his hard dick slide farther up until it stopped at my tight hole. I could feel his thick black bush rubbing my ass cheeks, and the feel of those curls only made me want him inside me all the more. "Yeah, fuck me, Jeff. I want to feel ever inch of you in my ass."
My words were all it took. Jeff jumped out of the bed and ran over to the bag he had brought with him. He reached inside and brought out a tube of something and came back to bed.
"Lube?" I asked.
He nodded. "I'll grease my dick up really good, and put some in you with my finger. That should make it easier for me to get inside you. I'll go easy," he assured me.
"Just fuck me," I told him once more.
Slicked up with lube, Jeff brought the tip of his cock to my opening. Placing the tip of it there, he paused for just a moment. Then he slowly pushed it into the opening. He stopped for just a second or two and then pushed a little harder.
"Shit," I cried out.
Jeff pulled out completely. "God, I'm so sorry," he said. "I don't want to hurt you."
I pushed back into him once more. "Come one, go back in," I told him. "Just take it easy and slow. It will be all right once your in," I said, trying to assure myself as much as him.
It took a while, but I finally got use to Jeff's dick inside my tight ass, and he started fucking me. He was slow and gentle for the longest time, but finally he couldn't take it any longer. "I'm gonna cum, Brian," he told me. "You want me to pull it out before I do?" he asked.
"Fuck now," I told him. "Fill my ass with your hot load."
My words brought him over the edge, and suddenly I felt his body tense up behind me, felt his cock swell up inside my tight wet ass, and I knew he was getting really to blow his hot load inside my ass. And he did.
That night I jacked my cock after he fucked me, and because he had given my ass and prostate such a going over, it only took me three or four strokes, and I was shooting my load all over my stomach.
The next time I spent the night at Jeff's house, and I fucked him. God, it was so hot, so wonderful, that with my dick inside his ass, I came almost immediately. I lay there for a time, just enjoying feeling my cock still inside Jeff's ass surrounded by my cum. It didn't take me long to recover, and soon I was plowing though my own cum once more as I pounded Jeff's wet cum filled hole. The second time I fucked him so long and so hard that even Jeff was surprised to feel his cock swell up and start shooting all on its own. Without even touching it, Jeff started shooting cum every where. He told me later it was the strongest hardest cum sensation he had ever felt in his life.
This was the way our lives went for the rest of our high school years. Several times each week, and usually ever weekend, we spent together. So, when school was over, we were graduated and heading different directions, it was a sad time for the both of us. From that time until a couple of years ago we had never seen each other again. After graduating from college, Jeff went three states away because of a new job, he married, had three sons, and that was it. Until recently.
The same thing went for me. Well, for the most part. After I graduated from college, I found a job back in my home town, married and raised two sons and a daughter. And that had been my life. Until recently.
The telephone rang on my desk, bringing me back to the present, and the realization that my dick was hard and dripping inside my shorts underneath my slacks.
It was my wife. "Brian, I have a situation," she spoke into my ear.
"What's that?" I asked, a little concern sounding in my voice.
"I just got off the telephone with Barbara."
Barbara was my wife's sister.
"Is everything all right?" I asked.
"Not really," Kathy said.
Long story short, Barbara was having some health issues and wanted Kathy to come be with her next week.
"Would you mind if I went?" Kathy asked.
After Jeff's telephone call, truth be known, I was wondering how to approach the subject of a trip to his cabin. Now, it seemed to be all working out.
First I said, "Is Barbara going to be all right?"
"I think so. Her blood pressure is giving her fits, and I think if I go up there and help settle her down, she will be all right."
"Good, I think you should go. I was getting ready to give you a call anyway."
"Oh?"
Jeff just called and invited me up to his cabin for a little R & R, some fishing, perhaps a little beer drinking. Would you have a problem with me going? Or should I take off and go with you?"
I hated to ask that question like hell, but I knew I had better at least act a little concerned about my sister in law.
"There's no need for you to come with me," Kathy said. "Go ahead and make your plans with Jeff. I don't see any reason why you shouldn't."
For some reason I let out a long slow sigh. For just a moment it was anybody's guess what her answer would be.
"When are you leaving?" I asked.
"In the morning, if that's all right with you."
"No problem," I quickly assured her. "Oh, and Kathy, I'll have my cell with me while I'm gone, just in case you need me."
"When will you be leaving?"
"I'm not certain. I'm going to talk with Jeff a little later. When I find out something, I'll give you a call."
"Thanks for letting me go," Kathy told me.
Once more I felt a stab of guilt. I quickly brushed it away, saying, "Thank you," I told her. "I really can use some time away from the office."
We ended our conversation, and I quickly placed a called to Jeff. When I had him on the line, I said, "It's a go. When do we leave?" I asked.
"How about after work on Friday?" he asked. "It shouldn't take you longer than a couple of hours to make the drive. I think I'm leaving around noon," he added.
"Are you? Hum, I may do the same thing."
"Let's do it," Jeff urged.
By the time we had ended our conversation, plans were made. By three o'clock Friday afternoon we should both be at Jeff's cabin. God, I couldn't wait to see my friend.
...
Friday finally arrived. I thought it would never happen. I hurried into the office that morning finished up several projects, and by noon I was on the way out of the building. It amazed me I had accomplished a thing at all because my mind was on nothing but Jeff and the fact I would soon see him, and get to spend the entire following week with him.
I had packed the night before, even packed a small duffle bag so I could change my clothes before I left town. I quickly changed, told my secretary to "have a great week without me", and hit the road.
I had been to Jeff's cabin two years ago, so it was very easy to find this time. The closer I got the more excited I felt inside. I couldn't wait to see my friend once more, couldn't wait to hold him in my arms, kiss and cuddle him.
Two hours later I pulled up in front of a nice looking cabin. As I got out of my car and headed up the walk, the door to the cabin suddenly opened, and Jeff came running out to greet me.
"Hey, you," he said with a grin. "God how I've missed you."
We went into each other's arms, hold the other tight. "I've missed you too, Buddy," I said into his ear.
We broke apart, and I followed him up the walk and inside his cabin. Once inside, Jeff pulled me into his arms. Our lips met, and the kiss that started out so gently, suddenly became full of emotion, want and need.
I returned his kiss eagerly, my tongue making its way inside his wet mouth, and I tasted the sweetness of his breath.
"I need you," I said to Jeff, my hands going up and down his back.I found his ass and pressed my fingers into his cheeks, pulling him into me. Our two chests touched and our dicks, now very hard in our shorts, touched and kissed through the material of our clothes.
"I need you, too, Bri," Jeff said, calling me the name he did when he was in need of my body.
We made our way down the hall of his cabin walking and holding each other as we made our way to the bedroom. In seconds we were both completely naked, standing before each other. I looked at Jeff. He had stayed in shape all these years, and he was just as hot looking today as he was the first time I ever saw him completely naked. His chest was still very flat, very firm, and VERY hairy. It was covered with the same thick black carpet he always had. There wasn't a strand of gray in it anywhere. I studied his treasure trail, that hot black patch that made its way from his naval down to the thick black forest that surrounded his hard and leaking cock.
"God, you look so good," I told him.
He pushed me toward the bed. "You haven't changed a bit," he told me. "You're as fucking hot as you ever were. "That hairy chest still melts me like it always did."
I fell to the bed, pulling Jeff after me. It had been so long, that it was not to be a time of conversation. Not yet any way. That would come later, much later. We went into each other's arms once more, kissing, and touching each other where we hadn't touched in a long long time.
"Fuck me, Jeff," I said. "I want your cock inside me. I need your dick to pound me. And I want to fuck you."
Jeff reached over and picked the bottle of lube up off the table beside the bed. He squeezed a huge slick glob all over his thick hard dick, Then he took a finger of lube and pushed it deep inside my tight hairy hole, giving me a little finger fuck as he spread the lube inside my opening.
I was on my back, my legs spread wide and up across Jeff's shoulders, as I watched his hard hairy pole push inside my tight wet entrance. At the opening he paused for just the briefest of a second and then slide all the way inside me. My ass ate his cock up as it disappeared all the way inside me, so far up me that I felt his thick wiry bush rub against my ass. God, that black bush made me so fucking hot, made me want him to pound me, slam me, drive in me until he filled my wet hole with his thick sticky load.
"That's right, baby, fuck me hard," I told him. "Don't be easy, just slam the shit out of me," ordered.
This wasn't the time for making love. It was the time for hot, gratifying sex. The kind where you plunge, you fuck, and you cum. Nothing more and nothing less. And that's exactly what happened. Jeff was inside my wet hole, he pounded me, he slammed his cock inside me, banged his balls against me, and almost as quickly as he entered me, he filled me with his hot creamy load.
The minute he came, I reached up and brought my mouth to his, kissing him hard and furiously. I couldn't get enough of him, and I wanted him in the worst way. "I want to fuck you," I told him. "I need to be in your ass. I want to fuck you while your cum is still inside my sticky ass. I want to fuck your ass while feeling your cum leak from my hairy hole."
Jeff didn't need another invite. He quickly pulled out of me and fell to the bed on his back. He lay there in front of me, his legs spread, his black pubes inviting me to kiss them with my brown curls. I got between his legs and leaned over to plant another kiss on his mouth. As I did, I felt our two cocks rub together, his growing soft, still with cum on it, mine, hard and leaking, ready to drive inside the hairy hole in front of me and place my own seed in a hot male hole.
I greased my own dick up with plenty of lube, squirted a huge amount up inside Jeff's ass, and without any preamble, slide all the way inside his hairy opening. I slide in as far as possible, burying my patch of brown curls into his ass cheeks, the same way he had done to me earlier. God, it felt so good being connected to each other the way we were. It had been so fucking long, and now, it was like we had never been apart.
Like Jeff, I didn't really make love either. There was just such a need to fuck and cum, that nothing else was thought of. Love making would come later, much later, after our needs were met.
I pounded Jeff's hole, my balls slamming him, kissing his ass cheeks, my brown curls grinding against his ass, my dick splitting the insides of his wet slippery hole, and the feeling was so fucking intense that it didn't take long for me to shoot my thick hot load up inside his hairy ass, painting the walls of his insides with my white load. I moaned and gave one last thrust, then fell on top of him, his naked body against mine as I waited for my breathing to return to normal.
A few minutes later I slid off Jeff and lay beside him on the bed. We turned toward each other, going into each other's arms. I gave him a warm smile. "Hello," I said.
"Hi, yourself," he grinned. "How's the world treating you?"
"Great, now that I'm here in your arms," I told him.
Jeff sighed. "I know exactly how you feel. I'm already dreading next weekend."
I held him close to me. "Don't," I told him. "Let's only focus on the here and now, all right?"
"I know," he sighed. "You're right."
"Good. Hey, as I see it right now, we have days and days just to spend together. Drink a little beer, go on walks, and of course, a hot fuck now and then." I tried to lighten things up, and I think I accomplished it, at least for the moment.
"So, how have you been?" Jeff asked. "Really been?"
"Okay. The kids are all grown and leading their own lives."
"Yeah, mine, too," he said. "That part is kind of nice, isn't it?"
I nodded. "Yeah, it is, although I think sometimes they still come around a lot. I guess once you are a parent, it is for life, isn't it?"
Jeff grinned. "So I've heard."
We spent the afternoon, what was left of it, just being close to each other, bringing each other up to speed on our lives and what all had gone on since we had last seen each other two years ago.
Finally our stomachs began telling us they needed attention, so we got up to hit the shower. We had both brought food, but we had decided that for tonight we'd celebrate our getting together and going out for a good steak.
As we hit the shower, it felt so good just being next to each other, washing each other, cleaning each other up. Of course as Jeff started washing my chest down, soaping the curls, it got to my cock, and suddenly I was springing up completely hard once more, standing up through the thick forest around it. Needless to say, by the time we both had showered and were clean, both our dicks has shot their second load since we had been together. Something told me several gallons of cum might erupt from our hard hairy rods before the next week had passed.