This is actualy a true story...really. Names changed to protect the guilty
Football Star 3 by Gruntraq
Doug was an adventure closeted as the experience had to be, but we flirted with danger once in a while. Stud-like and daring, he was the type that liked fooling around in the bushes "down by the river" without regard to the risk of getting caught with his pants down. One day I had been hanging with my other friend Doyle who was straight, we chased women together a lot. In fact, he had pussy falling out of his ass most of the time and razzed me a lot because I didn't.
We were working on my car and had the passenger seat removed to do some wiring under the carpet. The phone rang while we were in the shop. I answered with Doyle standing by, it was Doug looking to hook up for a butt fuck. I was suddenly on the spot as Doug was jacking off wanting some phone sex and a commitment to get it on later at his place. I was in a bind. I played dumb with Doug for a second, not letting Doyle know who it was on the phone. Doyle knew Doug well but didn't know he was gay. I made false conversation with Doug to give him the sign that this was not a good time. "Hey, how is it going Darla", I said, "haven't heard from you in a while". I continued as if Doug was someone else. He wasn't getting it.
Doyle now stood by eavesdropping and curious. I continued went with the "Darla" play and asked if she wanted to get together later. Doug on the other end was stroking his cock and asking about what, where, and when. I said "I haven't seen you Darla in ages, I sure would like to fuck that tight little box of yours". Doyle dropped his cookies, dead shocked at what I had just said to Darla so casually.
Doug responded, "Hmmmm, right on - what do you want to do?" I smiled and nodded at Doyle and proceeded, "well the front seat is missing from my car and there is plenty of room to get loose in there. I'd like to take you to the lake and drive your face deep into the back seat with the hard thrusts of my fat cock". Doug was getting close to cumming on the line, "Ooohhh, that sounds great man, you make me feel special".
I was getting hard now saying, "you are special Darla, but you will have to suck my cock and balls first you know, and you have to swallow every drop my hot cum". Doug was mumbling, "yeah, oh yeah, ooohhh". Doyle was laughing and shaking his head in disbelief. The whole situation was quite a turn on. My fuck buddy was jacking off to my sex talk one side while Doyle was going ape shit in astonishment at my sex talk with "Darla" on the other.
Doyle turned around and hopped up and down a few times like an excited puppy. I realized I was getting away with the bank now. "Well Darla, now that I've got you all hot and juicy, let's hook up later". Doug insisted I come over right away. "Well Darla, my friend Doyle is here right now and we'll have to make it later than sooner if you know what I mean. I'll have to get rid of him", I said looking up at Doyle with a smirk. Doug went silent for a moment, "Doyle is there right now", he cautiously asked. I responded, "Yes Darla, I've got to go now is seven o'clock ok?". I hung up with Doug and Doyle was bursting into excitement.
"Wow, you lucky fuck!, you're gettin laid tonight!", he shouted shooting me a high five. "I cant believe you talked to her that way man you dog!", he exclaimed, "Who is Darla anyway?"
I made up some story about her being a friend of a friend or something. After Doyle left, I went to Doug's place and picked him up. He had to sit in the back seat as the passenger seat was missing. The drive to the lake took a few minutes and Doug was stroking his cock along the way. I watched him in the rear-view mirror as he pulled out his tool and started pumping and stroking it. We finally arrived at the lake and parked down by the shore in a low spot behind some trees. I crawled back toward him and rubbed his hard cock with my hands. I then dove down and began sucking and licking his shaft.
He was already juicy from the ride out. His arms were resting across the top of the seat and he started thrusting his groin upward into my face. He was gagging me with his fat 7" bent tool as he shoved it into my throat. He always smelled so musky and manly. I started fingering his love hole while I slurped away. After a minute or two, he asked me to fuck him and slid his ass down to the edge of the seat. He pulled his legs back and pushed his feet up against the roof liner.
He began fingering his hole and stroking his balls while I undressed. I grabbed a small jar of Vaseline from the glove box and greased my cock up. He moaned and groaned as I worked his sphincter with my greasy fingers. I then knelt up to him and began sliding my rod into his sweet hole. He grabbed the back of his thighs and groaned deeply as I thrust deep into him. His body was taut and rippled. His physique was always such a treat to behold, and watching him shudder and croon with my thrusts was so intoxicating. I started slow and worked up to a groovy level of fuck-thrusting. He liked me to start out slow until he loosened up.
His ass felt so warm and slippery with the loads of Vaseline. He was finally getting off on it, "give to me harder, harder". I was having a hard time moving in the small car, but obliged and began rocking the car back and forth, pounding his nest. I came into him quickly thereafter. "Stay in me", he asked while jacking himself off. "I love you man", he exclaimed in pleasure.
I squirted a bit more of my juices into him as he laid there in ecstasy. He finally came, blowing his load all over his lightly haired chest. He cupped his hand filling it up with the last spurts of his warm salty juice and held it up to my mouth. "Eat my cum", he asked. I happily licked it up like a dog while he slurped the fingers of his other hand. I then bent down and lick up the rest from his stomach and chest.
We sat there kissing for a while and left. I dropped him off at his place and went over to my friend Doyle's house for a few beers. He was steadfastly curious about my date with Darla, wanting to hear everything. I kept it simple but did show off the cum stains on my back seat just to prove my works. Doyle high-fived me, and we swilled our beer. "I told ya buddy, you can get pussy just as easily as I can!", he told me as he patted my shoulder. The funny thing is that Doyle spread the story around school and Doug came up to me a few days later asking, "Who's Darla?"
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