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Bromance with a coworker - Chapter 2 -
I woke to an empty bed. My thoughts immediately went to what had happened between me and Matty only hours before. My brain hurt. I had crossed that line no gay man should cross with a straight friend. I lay the sullen, knowing full well that things would now change between me and Matty. I mean they had to right? That was how this always worked. Gay guy falls for the straight friend. Gay guy fights urges to have sex with straight friend. Gay guy loses the fight and has sex with straight friend. Straight friend feels guilty and puts distance between him and gay friend, friendship lost.
I got up, it was still early, I knew Matty had to work the early shift, but still why had he not said anything before he left? Looking around the room I spied his discarded clothing from last night carelessly tossed everywhere. Checking the closet, his stash of clothes he left here was still there, minus a polo and slacks. Ever since we began kicking it and crashing at each other's place we began leaving a stash of clothes. This saved time early in the morning, not having to run home to get fresh clothes for work.
I grabbed Matty's boxers he'd been wearing last night and slipped them on. Yeah they were a size or two larger than I wore but I like how they made me feel sexy. My cock and ass just able to keep them from falling off me. OK, OK, I liked knowing my cock was rubbing where his had been too.
After a long, much needed, morning piss I headed to the kitchen for coffee. Man the house smelled like guys. You know, that heady scent of manhood emanated by a bunch of guys after a long night of partying? I soon was leaning back against the counter sipping my coffee when my roommate David staggered in looking like his night ended in a pleasurable way.
David was my roomie. A Mexican guy I'd met at a bar a couple years back. We tried the boyfriend route but soon found that friendship was better for us. He stood at my height, five feet ten inches, smooth chested like me, his dark olive skin making his black hair stand out. His flaccid uncut cock hung fat over his sac as poured his coffee, his eyes narrow slits looking at me, a sly smile forming on his face.
"So, Mijo," he began, coming to stand next to me. "Looks like someone finally got him some straight boy cock last night, hmmm?" His shoulder nudging me as he spoke. "Fucking about time you two creamed the sheets. It was making me sick seeing you two lusting after each other." He chuckled as he again nudged me.
"Go to hell bitch," I scolded him, "I have no clue what you are talking about." I couldn't look at him and kept my eyes focused at the sleeping bodies in the living room.
"So, um, I was hearing things then? Oh fuck dude I'm gonna bust my nuts. Oh and yeah, um, you wearing his chonies ain't some kind of sign?" I was about to cut loose with some nasty comeback, but the sight of our good buddy Kevin staggering into the kitchen naked caused me to take pause.
"Like you have anything to say?" I batted my eyes at David who if Mexicans could blush would be a deep red about now. I Smiled at Kevin, who himself was blushing, and gave him a wink as I headed back to my room. I'd long known David and Kevin had been hitting it and it was no big deal. I finished my coffee and headed in my bathroom to grab a shower.
As I stood before the sink to brush my teeth, my eyes focused on some marking that had formed on the fogged mirror. - c U l8r M. - with what I think was a crudely drawn heart around them. Somewhat perplexed I studied the cryptic message until my hardening cock contacted the cold faux marble of the sink. My mind raced back to last night. Kissing Matty, his lips to mine. His cock fucking against mine, his hair balls rubbing on mine. His huge cock sliding into my mouth, his cum blasting down my throat. My hand wrapped around my cock and I quickly shot a load of my seed into the sink. My minds only thought was how to make sure things were OK between us and assure a repeat.
Finally David and I were able to rid our home of the strays who'd crashed here and soon had the house back in order. After a hug he left me for work and I again began to worry about seeing Matty. I did not wait long, and soon Matty barged in with his normal dramatic flair. I had decided to play it cool and not over react, no matter how he acted. It was soon clear to me things were as they always were. He went on and on about his boss being an asshole and how much he hated him. Little comments tossed in about last night; what a fucking party it had been and how stoned he had gotten. He'd changed from his work clothes and now wore only shorts. I was similarly dressed in shorts and a tank top and we flopped on the couch to continue our epic battle of Call of Duty on Xbox.
I struggled with my mind on how to bring up the events of last night and the message I found on the mirror, but just couldn't seem to find the right way to do it. It must have showed I was worlds away as Matty suddenly ripped my controller from me, tossing it with his on the table. He jumped and now sat facing me his hand laid on my bare leg.
"You know it's fucking funny," he chuckled. "After all this time it finally happens and I always thought it'd be me freaking out, not you." His hand slowly stroked back and forth on my thigh. "Dude, seriously? Are you so fucked up about what happened last night?" His free hand cupping my chin, turning my face to look at his.
"I guess I am."
"OK, well let's spill it dude, ya know clear the air." Dude, I loved it when he called me that. Yeah I know it's a common term but when he said it to me it was, I don't know, special. "Look dude, nothing happened that wasn't destine to happen. Shit man, since day one I knew you wanted to do it. Big fucking deal. So it finally happened, you gonna let that fuck up all we got?" Matty's eyes were sympathetic and caring. "Nothing happened that both of us didn't want. Yeah I'm straight and you're gay and we are friends. Something was bound to happen sooner or later."
"Yeah OK fine, but now what? I mean OK yeah I have wanted you but fought off doing it. OK yeah something did happen and I guess we both enjoyed it. So how can I look at you now and not be thinking about that and how I want it to happen again and again. How do I sit here now and not have these thoughts?" I tried to pull from his hand but he gripped me tight a look of oh come on showing on his face.
"You don't." Matty leaned closer and his lips met mine. His hand working my tank top over my head breaking our kiss. "I was a shit for not telling you I was leaving. I just knew if I woke you up, well let's just say, I would be wicked late for work. I left you a message on the mirror, yeah cheesy I know, but I had to let you know I was cool." Matty looked at me for a long time, his brown eyes studying me. "Babe, you ain't the only one who's wanted something. I mean yeah, you might have wanted it longer, but I have kinda wanted it too. Shit, every time you tell me about a date you had, I would get so fucking jealous. OK now I ain't saying I'm queer or nothing, I still love pussy, but I like being with you too, and last night only proves it. You are my best friend, my bro, and if you can't handle this new side of what we got, I understand." Again Matty looked at me long and hard. "OK, but if that's how it's gonna be, well..." and he mashed his lips to mine with a passion, I don't think I had ever felt.
I was on auto pilot and soon found my arms hugging him to me, as I returned his kiss our tongues fighting one another in our mouths. Matty lifted up and began ripping my shorts from my body leaving me naked under him. He rose up and slowly stripped his shorts off, his huge cock jutting out from his body, clear pre cum dripping from the tip.
"Fuck dude, look what you do to me," Matty face showing lust as he scanned me head to toe. "Shit dude, I like don't even get this bad off for my chicks!" Matty slowly returned to lay on me, his cock fucking against mine, as we continued to make out. I slid my hands between us and forced his cock to now slide along my ass. I couldn't help but laugh as I watched Matty's eyes get as big as saucers, his mouth sucking in a large breath of air. He never moved his mouth from mine as he spoke. "No way dude, you want me to fuck you?" I answered him only by nodding. My hand moving his cock to my hole.
"Spit," I demanded, and watched as he leaned back and spat a huge gob onto his hand and began to slather it onto his cock. I braced for his entrance but was happy to see him move back and drool another huge gob onto my hungry hole.
Using his cock head, he spread his spit around pushing his cock into me slowly, a sudden gasp of air from me making him stop a look of worry on his face. I grabbed at his hips pulling him back to me, his cock forcing its way in, spreading my hole wider than it had ever been stretched. Matty's head rearing back;
"Oh fuck Dude, you are so fucking tight!" His hands pushing down on my legs as he feed more of his massive cock into me. He slowly worked his cock deeper until he was fully inside me. Matty moved so he now lay over me, his face, close above mine, breath hot on my skin, thin drips of drool dripping from his open mouth tickling my skin, eyes locked to mine. His hips began a slow steady thrusting, pulling his cock nearly out then sliding back into me. My legs wrapped around him not letting him go, my hands clawing at his back, pulling me up, my lips to his ear.
"Make love to me Matty. Do it like I know you always wanted too." I nibbled at his ear as I spoke, his own mouth biting at my neck. His breath was hot on my flesh, his cock steely hard, began ramming into me his balls loudly smacking against my ass as he began to lose himself to our love making.
"Yeah baby, I am gonna fuck you so hard and long." Matty's words huffed against me. "You always flaunted your sexy ass around me, never letting me have it. Now it's mine and I am so not giving it up." Our bodies now covered in sweat, salty to my tongue as I licked it from his skin. "I wanted to tag your ass so fucking bad last night dude, it made me crazy." His words now mostly grunts as he lifted up, arching his back trying to shove every inch of his cock deep in me. "Oh fuck baby, I can't last. Oh fuck I gotta cum now!" I grabbed his head and pulled him back to me, out lips mashed hard together.
"Then cum stud, fill me up now!" My teeth grabbing his tongue, pulling it hard into my mouth as Matty thrust one final time, his massive load filling my ass. I swear I could feel some of his cum leaking out and running down my crack. The sensation was overwhelming and caused me to arch my back as my own orgasm began. I felt Matty slide his cock almost all the way out, leaving just his fat head in me. Then I felt a warmth on my cock head and looked to see Matty sucking my cock head, his throat flexing as he swallowed my cum, one of his hands supporting my back, holding me up his other pulling roughly on my ball sac milking every last drop of my cum from them.
Releasing my cock from his mouth, Matty groaned loudly as a lone drip of my load dribbled down his chin. He grabbed his still hard cock and tenderly pulled it from my aching hole. Then laying me back, he used his tongue to lick up the long streaks of cum that stripped my chest, working his mouth again to mine where we kissed long and passionately.
"I gotta take a piss, and then I so want to do that again," Matty smiled at me. "And I am so going to last longer..." The sound of clapping causing us both to freak, Matty losing his footing, falling to the floor beside us with a thump. Standing there in the door way to the kitchen was David. The front of his chino's clearly showing his hard Latino cock.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here? Seems I was correct in assuming you two bumped nasties last night...."
Well there you go, part two! I really hope you enjoyed it as much as part one, and as much as I enjoyed writing it. Don't forget to drop me an email and tell me what you think! Strike1463@aol.com please put the story title in the subject line so you don't go the way of SPAM....
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