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Danny and Matt Chapter Two
Long Distance Threesome Friday Fun Begins
Before I'm full awake the next morning, I rub my hand across my furry belly. As I feel the crusty residue, I remember the huge fucking load of cum I shot on my stomach and chest last night before I went to sleep. I had been watching a live-stream of my boyfriend fucking and getting fucked by a hot muscle daddy, hundreds of miles away in Vermont. When the two of them came, I splattered a geyser of jizz all over my hairy chest and stomach. I had left it there to dry; a little souvenir of the wild encounter.
Danny and I aren't apart that often. We're used to getting each other off several times a day. While I obviously miss the sex, this is the hardest part of the day for me whenever we are separated; waking up without my beefy, hairy cub next to me. I love everything about that handsome fucker; but on mornings like this, I miss the smell of him next to me the most.
On mornings when he's here, after a quick kiss, he gets up and heads straight for the shower. I like to have my morning coffee and wake up first. Every fucking morning, as soon as he rolls out of bed; I automatically roll over and bury my face in his pillow. Even if I haven't woken up with a piss hard-on, I bone up when I smell where my cub has been lying. He just left on his trip yesterday. He's only been gone for one night. I haven't changed the sheets. His scent is everywhere; but that doesn't stop me from getting up and snagging the last pair of boxers he wore out of the hamper. I toss them on his pillow and roll over face first into them. Yeah, I'm a fucking perv. I know what I like. I like the way my Danny smells. Boner's don't lie; and I am as hard as a fucking rock.
It's only fair that he's able to get away for a little break. Danny works his ass off; and this four day getaway just shows that his bosses realize that. Never mind that the few thousand bucks they shelled out for the trip is a drop in the bucket considering what my man and his crew saved them by bringing their big project in ahead of schedule and under budget. The construction business is awfully competitive these days. Little perks like a long weekend at a ski resort pay big dividends in morale.
It doesn't do shit for my hard-on though. After six years with Danny, we're still accustomed to draining each other's balls a few times a day. We're a pretty much even match, Danny and I. Both mid-thirties; both just under six foot; both bearded, horny and hairy as fuck; and both active and relatively in shape. I say relatively because we're both carrying a few extra pounds. Because of that, our friends refer to us collectively as `the Cubs". Has anyone seen the Cubs lately? Are the Cubs gonna be there? The Cubs are late, where do ya suppose they stopped to fuck on their way here. Did I mention our friends know us pretty damn well? There's an endless list of places we might have stopped for a quick fuck. I blame Danny. He's just so fucking sexy I can't control myself.
Here's a little example that has fuck-all to do with today's plot; but who's telling this story anyway? A couple of years ago we were on our way to a birthday party for one of the gang. He lives in a funky old part of town with lots of old three and four story brownstones on tree lined streets that have been converted into condos. It's a trendy neighborhood that's very popular with "the gays". Now neither of us are partiers but as we were strolling down the sidewalk, it's just getting dark and we smell weed. At that moment, we see two heads duck out of sight under the stone steps to the first floor entrance to one of those old brownstones. A couple of stoners hiding in the stairwell to the basement level unit. As we watch them trying to hide, Danny nudges me; we stop just in time to see both heads slowly raise back up to peek out at us. Now bear in mind, we're not the ones who are high; but something about these two paranoid guys smoking and hiding from us, cracks us up. When we laugh, they duck back down. Then we hear them giggling. Pretty soon, one of them stands up to look at us. Whoa! He is fucking fine. After scoping us out, he reaches down and comes back up with his pal. Even finer. The most striking thing is that these two studs look like our slightly-browner doppelgangers. People say Danny and I look like brothers. These two could be our long lost Latino siblings. Our bearded, chunky, cubby siblings. Now I'd been strolling along with my arm around Danny's shoulders, so it's pretty obvious we're together. As they continue to giggle and check us out, one of our stoned buddies mirrors our pose by putting his arm around his boyfriend's shoulder. He waits for a reaction, So I give him a thumbs up. He breaks into the sexiest fucking smile and waves us over. Danny looks at me. I look at Danny. It's not lost on us how hot these two guys are. When we get up close enough to see over the ornate stair rail, we see that our new friends are doing a little more than just sneaking a smoke. Both of them have their jeans unbuttoned; and using a reference I'm sure I'll regret, they were both "hanging brain". Two erect, brown, uncut cocks and two low hanging scrotums proudly on display. I guess that explains some of the giggling? Back when I smoked pot, it always made me extra horny; so I totally understand how they're feeling.
To cut this little plot diversion short, here's what happened next; in a nutshell, if you will. Me and Danny were pulled into the stairwell. Soon our jeans were also unbuttoned. There was a lot of making out and nipple tugging. There was enough filthy talk to establish that I was a top and Danny usually bottoms. We then swapped places with our sexy Latino counterparts. I fucked the hell out of the sexy, browner version of Danny; and Danny in turn got fucked by the sexier, definitely better-endowed, browner version of me. While we were fucking side by side and making out, they kept making jokes about how the four of us looked identical. Well, identical-ish. People say couples start to resemble each other over the years. In this case, I wondered for a second if these two might actually be brothers; but that's a whole other porn fantasy we'll talk about later. Suffice it to say, the four of us were all excited by each other, and by our current slutty situation. A couple of times, we had to duck down and hide our alfresco breeding while people walked by. The last time it happened, I suggested it might be safer to move into their apartment. They both looked astonished. Then the giggling started up again. "Oh, we don't live here!" What the fuck? I mean for Christ's sake, there were lights on inside the condo. Their blinds were open. The four of us were raw-dogging side by side on someone's doorstep where they could easily look out and discover us at any second.
So we quickly buckled up and went on our way.
Nah, just fucking with you. Didn't I tell you these two guys were fine? Didn't I tell you Danny and I like to fuck? The truth is, we didn't stop until we had finished our little four-way fuck-fest; now made even hotter due to the risk of getting caught in the act. It was only after two holes were loaded up, and two loads were swallowed, that we buttoned up and continued on to the party. We were invigorated and content; and we also had Tiago and Rey's contact info secured in our phones.
So what if we were a few minutes late for the party? It seemed like a small price to pay for an amazing, cum-fueled, impromptu foursome. Not to mention that we ended up with a smokin' hot couple eager for future decadent hookups. Our only mistake was admitting the reason for our tardiness when we arrived at the party. Our friends have never let us live it down. Our reputation was sealed by our honest admission that when a hot opportunity arises, we're going to grab the bull by the horns; so to speak. I mean, our friends aren't prudes. Most of them play around. They are just less likely to share intimate details with the group. Trust me, there were plenty of hard bulges on display among our friends that night as we recounted our adventure.
Now where the fuck was I?
I'm working from home today, like I do most Fridays. Since Danny and his coworkers are living it up on the ski slopes, I'm able to fly through my day's work with few distractions. I decide to text my sweetie a pic mid-afternoon, as I'm wrapping things up. The best part of working from home is the dress code. All I've had on all day is a sweatshirt and that pair of my man's underwear that I took out of the dirty clothes hamper this morning. With my work almost done, I start looking forward to tonight. That results in a brick-solid boner. So I pull off the sweatshirt and send Danny a snap of my foreskin-covered head, and a few inches of cock, on display above the waistband of his plaid boxers. I text him the pic with a message to call me when he gets back to the lodge.
When Danny does call me, he's laughing his ass off.
"Nice pic, champ! You probably just intended that for me, didn't ya?"
"What do you mean, babe? Why? Did you post it on Twitter?"
"Don't give me any ideas! No, I opened the text in the shuttle on the way back to the condo. It made me laugh out loud, seeing you wearing my ratty old shorts. Charlie was sitting next to me and looked over at my phone to see what was so funny. Babe, I honestly did not notice that your dick was poking out. I was just laughing about you raiding my undies drawer. It wasn't until I saw the expression on Charlie's face that I looked closer and noticed your dripping boner on display."
"Glad I could entertain you guys. And I didn't get em out of your drawer. I grabbed a pair out of the hamper with your stink on em. So, you gonna tell Charlie he needs to send me a dick pic to even the score? Show me what he's packin'? He is such a fuckin' hottie!"
"We had quite a chat about it, actually. I never would've pegged him as being curious; but damn if he isn't interested in your cock, champ."
"You're shittin' me, right? Charlie? I'd fuck him in a heartbeat if he wasn't your employee! I don't want HR coming after your hairy ass." "I don't think he's ready to get fucked; but he sure had a lot of questions. As far as him working under me, we had a conference call this morning announcing his promotion. They're giving him his own crew to run. He's moving next week."
"Interesting? So he's fair game then? What kind of questions was he asking?"
"He just kept saying, "It's so fucking big!" Then he leaned in close and asked, "Do you really take all that in your ass?" He's pretty curious about what we get up to. It's not the kind of thing I usually talk to the crew about. But I confess, after explaining some basics to him; and since he did ask, I told him about our little adventure with Tony last night. I hope that's okay, champ."
"Ya know I like to show it off, babe. It's kinda hot when a straight dude shows some interest."
"Straight, sure; but he did tell me he had a roommate he played around with the first two years of college. At first just jacking off together, then trading hand jobs, until his bud started blowing him."
"Fuck yeah! I can just picture Charlie holding a stud's head down into his crotch. He never returned the favor?"
"Said he wanted to but could never get up the courage. So I have a proposition, babe. I'd kind of like to invite him to watch tonight. Not sure what you have planned, so figured I'd run it by you before I get his hopes up."
"You think he'd really go for it? Given the chance?"
"I don't know. He knows you watched me and Tony fuck last night. I told him it's my turn to watch and jerk off. As infatuated as he was with your uncut dick, I can't believe he'd turn down a shot to see it in action."
"Here's the thing, baby. I've been horned up all day thinking about you and your daddy last night. I tried texting Tiago and Rey about tonight; but they're at a bear's weekend at a hotel in DC. So now I've been thinking about hitting that adult bookstore over by the university. Could be hit 'n' miss; but I like the idea of some anonymous, cruising action. Do ya thing that might be too freaky for him?"
"Are you fucking kidding me, champ. You're not going to believe this! He just told me he and his buddy used to go to a video arcade off campus when their other roomies were home and they needed a place to play. They both liked how seedy and dirty it felt. He told me he never came as hard as when he knew guys were watching him get serviced from the next booth. That's one of the reasons I thought he might be up for tonight."
"Charlie's full of surprises, isn't he? Go ahead and ask him. How do you feel about beating off with him in the room, though? Would it be too awkward?"
"Hey, he wouldn't be the first friend I stroked in front of. I'll ask him. I'm tempted to tell him the invite is based on the condition we rub one out together. It would be up to him if there was any contact; but I don't want to be the only one with my dick out."
"Sounds fair, Danny boy. Fuck, do I miss you! I've been so fucking hard all day, babe."
"Me too, champ. So what time are we going to do this? The other guys here are planning on hitting the bars after dinner. I was going to tell them I was gonna stay in and chill. I'll go see if Charlie wants to keep me company."
"Let me know what he says. Is nine o'clock okay? I haven't showered all day. I'm still wearing last night's spunk."
"Can we make it 8:30? I'm so goddamn horny, champ!"
"Sure thing. I want you to help me pick out our victim once I get there. Or better yet, victims. We'll have to see what's on offer."
I consider skipping the shower. Then on second thought, I stick some leftovers in to reheat for dinner while I go get cleaned up. I'd hate to find a hot playmate, one who's willing to let Danny watch; and then have him not be into my funky smell. Getting dressed, I start to pull on the sweatshirt I've been wearing all day; but it's pretty ripe. Some guys might be into it, but I don't want to press my luck. I opt for a clean tee shirt. I was ready to head out just after eight, wearing a pair of old 501s with nothing underneath. Well, nothing but a wide steel cock-ring to show off the goods. If you're going out cruising, it pays to advertise.
The parking lot is about half full at the bookstore/arcade. While some variety is always nice, it's easier to hunt if the place isn't too packed. We haven't been to this place in ages. But from past experience, we know that lots of the college guys walk here, and some of the DL dudes park down the block so no one sees their car parked here. When I park, I see Danny texted me on the drive over to let me know that the rest of his co-workers have taken off for the bars. He and Charlie have the condo to themselves. I'm psyched to hear that Charlie wants to watch. He says they're having a beer to break down any inhibitions and they are waiting for my video call.
When he answers, Danny is trying to position his phone on the dresser so they don't have to fiddle with the camera. When he gets it situated and steps back, I have a good view of the bed. Charlie is propped up against the headboard with a couple pillows behind him. He's bare chested and looking so fuckin hot in just a pair of grey gym shorts. Danny climbs up on the other side of the bed, leaving a foot or two between them. He has on yet another pair of worn out, threadbare cotton boxers and tee shirt that's a couple of sizes too big.
"Well, don't my boys look comfortable tonight. It's good to see ya, Charlie. I was hoping you wouldn't chicken out."
"Are you fucking kidding me, Matt? I agreed to watch before Danny could finish asking me. I said yes before he told me that stroking on camera was mandatory. But what the fuck! Your boyfriend has been putting me at ease. Besides, I just opened my fourth beer."
When he said that last part, he broke into a broad smile. I could tell he'd had a few. Christ is that boy a heartbreaker; dark haired and handsome. I'd guess he's a couple of inches taller than Danny and me; and he has a lot less padding. I think he's about four years younger, too. He's usually clean-shaven but it looks like he has a couple of weeks worth of beard going. His chest is really hairy, but what catches my attention is the way he has one hand behind his head, showing off one of the hairiest armpits I have ever seen on a guy.
"Well since you agreed to things so far, I hope you don't mind my saying you look hotter than hell, Charlie. Will you do me a little favor to break the ice? Hell, Danny's already told you what horndogs we are. Would it freak you out if I ask you to lean down and sniff that furry pit for me?"
Danny started laughing, but Charlie didn't hesitate for a second. He got his nose as close as he could. After taking a whiff, he stretched out his tongue and was just able to lick the rim of his pit. I'm sitting in my car, my bookstore cruising hasn't even started yet; and I'm already boned to the max. Maybe it was courage from the beer, but when he brought his head back up and looked into the camera; Charlie had a shit-eating grin. He capped it off with a wink.
"So it that a gay thing? I love the way my fucking pits smell. If I found a girl who asked me to smell my own stench like that, I'd probably ask her to marry me."
"That was so freaking hot, dude. All gay guys aren't into it; but I think most guys don't mind their own smell. I fuckin love the way Danny smells. That's why I was wearing his dirty boxers in that pic."
"Or almost wearing them. That damn pic is what started me thinking about all this again, Matt. Danny said he told you about my buddy, Reggie. Reg got to the point where he'd want to blow me after I came back from a run, before I showered. He said it made my nuts salty. He couldn't get enough."
"We've always thought you were a stud, Charlie. It was hot to hear about you and your friend messing around."
"Yeah, we had a good thing going there for a while. Reg was uncircumcised, too. I loved jerking his big cock with all that extra skin sliding up and down. I could just never bring myself to put it in my mouth. Then when I saw your cock earlier, the first thing that popped into my mind was, I wonder how that would taste. I can't believe I just fucking admitted that, you guys. I must be drunk."
"Danny knows exactly how it tastes, don't ya babe? Why don't you tell Charlie? Tonight's all about putting everything out in the open."
Danny hasn't said much, so far. I didn't mean to put him on the spot. It just seemed like Charlie was lubricated enough that he wanted to talk. I figured it was probably easier for him to talk to me on the phone, rather than look Danny in the eye. But it turns out Danny was just letting things progress naturally. He didn't hesitate to jump in when I asked.
"Okay Charlie, so you know for the most part, a dick tastes like skin. I mean, it's just a tube of skin. I know some guys like to make sure the dick they're going to suck is pretty clean before it goes in their mouth. But I can totally relate to Reg getting to like the taste of your sweat. I'm not going to lie; it is different when a dude is uncut. For your first time, it would probably be easier if the dude getting sucked kept things tidy down there. I love sucking Matt's uncut cock, even if he's been working all day. Me and Matt both get off on natural smells; but the again, we also both shower everyday. Don't do a porn search on this just yet, I'm warning you; but there's this whole kinky subset of dudes out there who like a dirty, uncut cock. The kind where they pull back the foreskin and you can see the cheesy crud under there. That is definitely an acquired taste."
"Reggie was always careful to make sure he was clean. And truthfully, he was always eager to blow me. I don't even know if he wanted me to reciprocate. When we were alone, we just naturally fell into this dynamic where I was expected to kick back, and he was expected to take care of me. I mean, we were both dating girls then; me more than Reg. It was always just handjobs and getting head. Seriously, fucking his butt never even crossed my mind, back then. I'm sure he would have let me. Sometimes I still regret that we didn't explore other things."
As Charlie talked, I was watching him. He had slipped one hand under the waistband of his shorts. With the fingers on the other hand, he kept absent-mindedly running his fingers through his chest hair and occasionally brushing against his nips. I could see through his shorts how hard he was.
"Well you've found a safe place to explore now, Charlie. Me and Danny are always happy to be guinea pigs, helping a curious guy try out something new. To start with, looks like those shorts are getting kinda snug. You do owe me, ya know. You already got an glimpse of my private parts. How about you even the score?"
"You don't know the half of it, Matt. I got more than a glimpse. I had Danny forward that photo to me. I keep going back to check it out. I guess that's okay?"
Without waiting for an answer, he closed his eyes and just went for it. He held out the waistband to his shorts like he was going to flash me; instead he just pushed them down to his knees. Then rapidly covered his junk with both hands. He waited a few seconds, eyes still closed; probably wondering what the hell he was doing. Then he opened his eyes, glanced over at Danny and threw his hands in the air.
"There it is, dudes! Are we even now buddy?"
Maybe it was the beer, but after exposing his thick, throbbing boner; he seemed to relax. His dick was a bit longer than average and fat as fuck. To top it off, his pubes were as dense as the hair in his armpits. He put both hands behind his head again; and smiled as he upped the ante by kicking his shorts off on to the floor. Danny laughed out loud as he joined in and tucked his boxers under his balls. He scooted his butt over so he was within arms length of his buddy.
"So how long since you had another guys hand on your dick, Charlie?"
"Too fucking long, boss!"
My dick was throbbing as I watched my bear Danny reach over and grab hold of Charlie's hard on. Charlie just let out a sigh and collapsed back against the headboard.
"Fuck yeah. Too fucking long. I forgot how good someone else's hand could feel. How does it look from there, Matt? Are you still sitting in the parking lot?"
"That I am, Charlie; but not for long. You two amuse yourselves. I'm going to leave this call open and head inside to see what I can find."
I get out of the car, excited by the thought of what those two might be doing to each other. I attempt to tuck and disguise my boner until I can get inside. Maybe I should've thrown a jock on under these jeans. Just as I get to the door of the bookstore, I hear Danny laugh over the phone. I hurry to silence the volume, so the other horny bookstore patrons won't know what I'm up to. I fully intend to get permission to film once I find a willing participant; but I really want to be able to show Danny and Charlie tonight's possibilities as I navigate the maze of video booths. I make sure I keep the phone angled down, so I'm only filming from the torso down.
There aren't many guys in the hallways; though several booths have the 'occupied' light on. It's been long enough since I was here, I do a quick tour to see which booths have glory holes. A couple of them have the glass partitions that shift from opaque to clear. I stop in front of one particularly noisy booth. Someone must be getting pounded against the partition wall. The next booth is empty; and just my luck has a hole in the wall the size of a dinner plate. I peek through to see two twenty-something studs, one white and one black, both bent over at the waist. Behind them in the tight space is a dude who looks like a defensive lineman. He's apparently taking turns on the two.
When he pulls out of the sexy black guy's ass, I see a slime covered cock that, though average length is impossibly big around. I can't tell if he's using lots of lube or if that hole already has a load in it. As he quickly switches holes, I hold my phone back and angle it so Danny and Charlie can see. It's tricky because I still want to be able to see, too. In the process of maneuvering the phone, on my screen I see Danny slowly stroking Charlie's cock and tugging down on his balls. Charlie has a hand on each of his nipples, carefully watching Danny do his thing.
There's a sharp knock on my door and someone barks "Feed the meter", so I fumble to get a couple of dollars bill fed through the slot. When I look back into the other booth, the breeder is just extracting his dick from the white dude. I watch as he slips back back into the black guy and starts pounding him hard. I look up and see the two bottom studs making out like crazy. I hear one of them say he's going to nut. The guy doing the fucking says, "Feed it to the bear watching through the hole." I didn't realize they were paying any attention to me. In a rush, the black guy pushes his buddy out of the way and shoves his cock through the hole. He starts spurting before I can get my mouth over it. I'm frantically fumbling with my phone, hoping the boys can see the first load of the night. His initial shot splatters my beard. I manage to get the rest down my throat.
When I look at my phone again, Danny and Charlie's faces are up close, watching. I turn the volume up a bit and whisper.
"Did you guys see? The first spurt was big; but I must've swallowed a pint! Hang on a sec."
The other guy who had been getting fucked was looking through the hole and motioning me to come closer. As soon as I do, he starts licking his buddy's cum out of my beard. I lay my phone on the floor beneath me, hoping the others can see. With a mouthful of cum, he starts to kiss me. The top must be back in his ass now, because he's getting shoved toward me with each thrust from behind.
"I'm not going to last long, dude. Don't swallow it until I tell ya."
He stands up and a fire hose of a cock comes through the hole. It's swollen and dripping, but it appears to be so fucking big that it doesn't get totally hard. I take as much of it in my mouth as I can manage. After another dozen thrusts from his top, he pulls out of my mouth and starts to stroke the full length of the monster using my spit for lube. I wait, open mouthed. When he starts to come, it's not so much in blasts; but it just oozes out in waves. It just keeps coming. I'm catching it on my tongue and letting it fill my mouth. When he finally finishes, he steps back and it's the top guy who leans down to suck the jizz from my mouth. He stands back up and I can hear them making out as they share.
I reach my hand through the hole and tug the top guy's impossibly fat cock close enough for inspection. It's a fucking beautiful dick. Even though it's covered in strands of his own thick load, it looks pretty clean otherwise. I'm in full raunch mode, so I open wide, determined to clean him off. When he feels my mouth on him, I hear him mutter from above, "You're a fuckin' pig, aren't ya?" I nurse on him for a minute or two as his cock slowly deflates. Then I feel him start to piss. I'm surprised, but so fucking turned on. I gulp as fast as I can, all the while hoping Charlie can't tell what's going on. This is pretty rough stuff for his reintroduction to man on man fun. Proving I'm not the only pig at the trough tonight, once he's drained; the top guy squats down to make out with me through the glory hole and share whatever's left of his piss in my mouth. When he stands back up, I can see the other two dudes have already left. As he's pulling up his pants, I get up and brush myself off. I hope there's a rest room where I can wash my face and rinse my mouth out. We both slip out of our booths at the same time. This dude has to be 6'6" and a solid 280 pounds. He's got a big-ass grin on his face. He pulls me aside into a corner of the hallway.
"Fuck, bro! You should've been here earlier. I wish you'd been in the booth with us. I've loaded those two motherfuckers up three or four times since the semester started. That one fucker is hung like a horse."
"Yeah, I noticed. Does it get any harder than that?"
"About like you saw tonight. Hard enough to get it up his sexy black boyfriend's ass, I hear. Hell, the size of that thing, if it got any harder he'd probably pass out. Why? You think you might like to give it a try? I can hook you up with him?"
"No, man. I'm a top. It'd be fun to hang onto while I was pounding him out, though."
"You did a good job on cleanup for a top, dude. We should hang out sometime. Hey, were you filming all that on your phone?"
"Oh fuck! No, I was just letting my boyfriend watch. I forgot all about them."
When I pulled my phone out of my pocket, Danny was sucking cock. Charlie was sprawled across the bed with Danny between his legs. He was holding onto his head; not pushing, just running his hands through his hair as he guided him up and down. I turned the phone so my new-found friend could see.
"Looks like your boyfriend forgot about you, too. Is he the one getting his cock sucked? Damn, he's hot. We are definitely going to have to get together sometime."
"No, my man is the one chowing down on his buddy."
"He's got a sweet ass on him!"
"Doesn't he? He's a couple hundred miles away; but it's starting to look like that sweet ass is going to get fucked before the night is over!"
(More of Friday night to come)
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