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We had gone out on the deck wtih our fresh beers. We stood next to each other, silent but with rock-hard cocks pointing straight out from our sweaty bodies. My mind was still spinning with what had transpired in the previous hour. Two straight buddies, married with kids, acting like a couple of cum hungry fags. I wondered if Mike was thinking the same thing.
"I need a smoke man. Be right back" he said as he went back inside.
I idly stroked my dick, rubbing my fingers under my nose to catch the last scent of Mike. It didn't really occur to me how long it took him to retrieve his smokes from the den, but suddenly he was right in front of me.
"Open up stud" he said. My dick throbbed as I turned towards him, expecting some new taste sensation. Instead, he had a cigarette between his fingers, which he quickly but gently placed on my bottom lip. I closed my mouth as he struck a match and lit us both, hoping my disappointment wasn't obvious. Moving closer still, Mike draped one of his big arms around my shoulders, pulling me into him until I was again breathing the humid air coming from his armpit. My dick throbbed again, this time accompanied by a glob of precum that slowly made its way to the ground.
"What's got you leakin' bud? Something just jerked your pole!" Mike said as we both watched the glimmer of the slimy thread that now connected me with the deck.
"Uh...dunno. Guess it's a bit of everything" I stammered. Even with what we had just shared, I couldn't bring myself to admit that it was his hot pits that had me on the edge of shooting.
"Huh. And I thought it was my stink. Guess I was wrong.." the statement trailed off, left hanging between us. "Maybe I was wrong about what I had in mind, too."
I could tell from the low sexy growl he was using to speak to me that he was testing the waters. He definitely had me pegged, but I was still leary of admitting it to him.
"No, Mike. I think I'd like to see what your nasty mind came up with!" I quickly assured him.
Mike grinned slyly in the moonlight. I could see the fire in his eyes, the obvious excitement. Hell, I couldn't wait to see what he had in store for us.
"Still, I think we oughta do a test. Just to make sure that we're both on the same page." he said evenly. "You game?"
"Uh, sure big guy. Whatever." I tried to sound non-comittal, but I knew I was failing miserably.
Without a word, Mike turned towards me. The pit that I'd been inhaling was now spread wide open as he raised his arm above his head. The swirl of dark hair that covered the crevice was wet, and even a foot away my nose twitched as the aroma spread into the night air. With his other paw, he grabbed the back of my neck, forcing my nose to within a half-inch of the prize. Not only was I leaking a steady stream of juice, but in spite of all my best efforts a long moan moved from my gut up my throat and out my parted lips. I lunged forward, but his tight grip intensified and he held me in place.
"Yeah, I was right. You and me are totally on the same page. I almost came when I was swabbing your musky pits inside. Wondered if you would have the same reaction. Test concluded!" Mike said, still not allowing me either forward or back movement. His eyes stared directly into mine. "We're headed down a trail I've never been on before, Tony. But I gotta admit, I think I really want to see where it goes. Can't be a pig with the wife, and I know I have some limits to test. I think we're gonna have an interesting weekend."
With that, he turned my face and ran his hot tongue from my jaw slowly up my cheek. He stopped with his lips directly on my ear. He fucked the canal with his thick tongue, rimming it like an asshole. I groaned and reached for my hard cock, but Mike slapped it away.
"Not yet buddy, not yet." With that he released me and turned back to the house.
We settled back in the den. I flopped on the couch while Mike grabbed another porn video from my stash and plugged it in to the VCR. He stood there, back to me, while he fast-forwarded through the credits. Soon a slutty looking blonde with huge tits and a dripping pussy was shown being force fed about 9 inches of rock hard dick. The guy was really slamming it to her, stopping every now and then with his cock lodged down her throat. The struggling gag indicated she was truly plugged. My dick jumped again. I let it throb in the air, leaking clear fluid onto my hairy gut. At some point I realized I had quit watching the video and was again staring at Mike's hard ass. Something about his butt fascinated me, got my balls churning like nother ever had before.
"So you okay with that?" Mike asked, turning toward me. I had again totally missed whatever he was saying.
"Huh?" was my strangled reply. He laughed, walking toward me with his hard bone pointing the way.
"Never mind, bud. Let's just see if I was right."
With that he closed that gap between us, wrapped one hand around the back of my head and worked the first 3 inches of his pride and joy into my mouth. Shocked, I opened wider. I felt the pressure of his hand pulling my face down to the tangle of hair that surrounded the base of his shaft. Before I knew it, my nose was mashed against his rock hard abs, his entire length forced down my throat. He didn't wait for me to gag, but quickly pulled back until only the head was in my mouth, then shoved it back in to the hilt. He fucked my throat without mercy. Tears rolled down my face and spit covered my chin as it slopped out of my streached open mouth.
"I thought so. The question was, bet you'd like me to fuck your face like that." Mike panted. Damn right!
Mike pulled me down on the floor, with my back against the sofa. He moved over me, forcing my head back and down. All the while he contiued his steady rape of my mouth and throat. I reached around him, grabbing his big, hard ass and pulling him to me. Hope that answered his question.
Suddenly he stopped, popping his dick out of my mouth. He turned around. Bending over, he grabbed my legs and pulled me down until I was flat on my back on the floor. I took the opportunity to gulp in some air. The scent of sweaty fucking filled the room. When I could focus again, I was staring right at his big, beefy ass. The hard muscles glistened with sweat, curly hair sprouted from the dark crack. Mesmerized, I barely noticed him grabbing my twitch dick, rubbing the pre-cum I was leaking up and down the shaft, pausing on each up stroke to twist his hand under the head. The feeling was amazing.
"How about you swabbing my ass some more buddy?" he requested, moving his body down.
My answer was to raise my head and bury my nose in his damp buttcrack. The manly aroma I craved enveloped me. I drank in the scent, savoring the rich tang and trying to burrow further in. Tony obliged, sitting squarely on my nose. I could feel the tight bud of his hole as I was plunged into the dark heat. I rubbed my nose up and down, hoping to coat my face with his sweat. My tongue shot out, tasting the hair and swabbing the tight hole. I licked as Tony moaned above me. He continued his slow jack-off of my now painfully thick tool. Slowly I could feel the tension ease, with each pass of my slimy tongue the muscles opened slightly. Without missing a beat, I dug my hard tongue up inside him. He moaned loudly, and I could feel his own cock leaving wet trails on my gut. I continued my assault, his ass continued accepting my rythmic thrusting. This was what it was all about.
"About those limits I mentioned earlier....." Tony's voice trailed off.
He lifted his butt from my face, leaving my tongue waving in the air searching for the hairy hole it loved to lick. Before I knew it he moved down, trapping my pole between the cheeks of his manly ass. The head of my tool knew what it wanted and searched for the moist opening. Tony bore down until I could feel the 'pop' of his muscle giving way. Suddenly I was engulfed in the tightest, warmest feeling I had ever experienced. I looked down at my long rod sticking straight up, pointing at the head buried in his hole.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I froze. A million thoughts ran through my mind. Were the wife and kids home early? Shit! This could be very bad. But Mike didn't seem fazed. He leaned over and grabbed his jock from the floor. Stepping into it and away from me he headed for the front door.
To be continued......
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