Friendly-Friday-Suck-Buddies Part 2
by Glenn Freemen
After that Friday night, I went home, still tasting Mike's semen in my mouth, and his particular scent on my hands and face. You know, there are some people that apply colognes or perfumes to their bodies, and then there are those that have an incredible natural body scent. Mike was like that. When he stood in front of me that night with his soft cock dangling in front of me, I remember just breathing him in, my nose lightly touching his dark pubes. The warm masculine aroma drifting up from his crotch was absolutely incredible. Of course, when the smells of sweat, sex and cum all get mixed in there, it makes it even hotter.
That's what I was remembering; His scent; His taste. His deep rich voice letting out grunts and growls of appreciation and ecstasy as I sucked him. I went to sleep that night just thinking of him lying across my face, lightly licking and breathing in the smells coming from his crotch. It was a good sleep.
I had to wait until Monday to talk to Mike, but I was anxious to know how he felt after a great evening of cock-sucking. Monday morning came, and I waited for him to say something, but instead everything was very much routine with him and the rest of the staff. That is until about 11:00 when I went into the washroom to piss. I didn't know he was behind me, but when he entered the washroom, he came up and stood at the urinal beside me. With a big smile, he reached in his pants and pulled out his cock, then started to relieve himself.
"So?" I asked.
"So?" he replied with absolutely no expression.
"So," I said in a deep whisper; "How did you feel on Saturday"?
Mike stuffed his cock back in his pants, did a quick look around the small washroom to make sure we were alone, then came over to me still looking emotionless, then suddenly grabbed me, gave me a quick and tight hug, and whispered excitedly, "That was the best fucking head I have ever had....ever!" Then he let me go and started washing his hands in the sink, "A week from Friday, same time, same place, and I'll supply the same cocktails"....and suddenly we were interrupted. A fellow worker came in, and we all said our hellos. He left first; then I washed my hands and left.
I'd heard exactly what I wanted to hear.
The rest of our week was the same as it always was, and we never talked about IT, but it was always present. We had some very clear, but unstated boundaries. The only thing different this week, was that he came out for a drink with our team without having to be begged. At the bar, we squeezed into a booth. Mike was beside me, our knees pressed together. It was nice.
The next Friday didn't come soon enough. He'd reminded me a lunch time; "Still on for cocktails at 8:00, right?"
"It's been in my calendar for a couple of weeks now. I'll be there" I said. "Can I bring anything?"
"Ummmm, do you want to order in pizza or ribs or something....you know....later?"
"Yeah sure, I won't eat dinner then. I don't mind eating late".
At precisely 8:00, I was at his door ringing his doorbell. I was dressed in my jeans and runners. No socks, no underwear, and a comfy light sweater. Hmmm. No Answer. I banged on the door, almost desperate, but quickly recovered. Just as I was about to call him on my cell, he drove up his driveway, his window rolled down, apologizing that he had to drive his wife to work. He hopped out of his car, sill in his work clothes I saw, and opened the front door.
"Sorry; A bit behind. Let me hop in the shower, and I'll be with you in a few minutes. Make yourself at home. Beer: fridge; Booze: that cabinet. I'll be right back."
I just decided to kick my shoes off, and sit in the corner of the couch. I grabbed the remote and started to flick through the channels when I heard; "Hey, did you grab a drink yet"?
"Nope. I decided to wait until after your special cocktail", I yelled to the staircase as if I was yelling to my kid brother.
He laughed a good belly laugh, then said, "Got it. I'll be there in a sec."
I heard him come down the stairs, but then he disappeared into another room, and when he returned, he had one beer in each hand, and a good hard boner sticking out proudly from his crotch. And then, a big smile on his face telling me my cocktail was on its way.
He kind of strutted across the floor as if his cock was leading the rest of his body towards me. I moved myself up the edge of the couch, as I could see his cock and my mouth were at about the same level. As Mike came closer, I was laughing with anticipation. I opened my mouth, and stopped his walking when his cock slid directly into my mouth and down my throat.
And here we were again. I took as much of him into my mouth as I could while he thrust his abdomen forward. He was still holding the beer, but both of us closed our eyes, took in a deep breath, acknowledging this is what we were waiting for. His cock tasted so good, and I have to say, he was a really sexy masculine guy. He looked down at me and smiled and I returned mine. "Hmm...mmm good", I said the best I could with his fat dick in my mouth. He slowly thrust in and all the way out of my mouth.
"So, did you want your cum cocktail; short and quick, or long and tall"?
With his cock out of my mouth, I grasped the base good and hard, and told him I was actually hungry, so a good quick cocktail would be good.
"You got it" he said, and then set down both beers on the table. "Actually, I have an idea. Let's order our food, and see if my cocktail comes before the food does"?
We grabbed our beers, clinked the glass, and had a couple of sips. Mike continued his boner strut while he went to get the phone book. He had a great lightly hairy and round ass. He looked great. I got up, walked over and stood beside him at the counter while we decided on our favourite ribs and wings delivery, and then he picked up the phone to call. As soon as the person answered, I deliberately sunk down to my knees, and slurped him into my mouth. I took him by surprise and he jumped back laughing, trying to push me away, but I grabbed both of his thighs, and started sucking on his balls. That low growl came out of him again, and he tried hard to finish the food order. Then I heard him say, "No, my credit card fell on the floor, so I had to pick it up". Of course how could he say, "No my best buddy has my bag in his mouth right now....just about ready to cum".
As soon as he finished the order, he slammed down the phone, and laughed out a "You Fucker!" Then he grabbed my head shoved his cock in my mouth and started to fuck it. Oh, he tasted great, and that great sexy scent was getting stronger. Ahhh, my best bud was fucking my mouth. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and started whacking it against my cheeks, my eyes, chin, and event stuck it in my ear. Then he brought it back and slowly wiped his knob against my nostrils. "Smell my hairy dick buddy.....get a whiff of that precum". Then he shoved the whole thing back in my mouth.
He held onto my head really tight, and started to thrust really hard. His legs moved me back against the kitchen counter, took about three more long hard thrusts and then with his tight deep voice, he yelled, "Here....is....cocktail....number....one". Then a deep thrust, and out it came. He was at the back of my mouth so I couldn't taste a thing, but I felt his cock twitch, and felt the creamy goo ooze out.
When it was all out of him, he did a slow motion fall to the ground, spread his legs wide, and said, "Man, you are the best", and rested his head on the floor, heaving out one sigh after the other. I stepped in between his legs, put my bare foot on his semi-plump penis, and gave it a gentle massage. Before I had a chance to get into it, the doorbell rang, which meant the food was here.
"Hey, we made it. You still hungry, or did that load from the bone fill you up"?
"Um, you know I can't answer that `cause it's still making its way down my throat, I chuckled."
"Oh...gross. Kind of. No, actually, that's cool. Sip some beer, wash it down...if you want". Doorbell. Doorbell.
"Fuck. Okay I'll get the doorbell since you dick is still hanging out. Be right there", I yelled. I grabbed Mike's wallet, ran to the door, opened the door, and took the package of food.
"Hey man. Thanks. That'll be $42.00" he said. Then gave a funny look and said, "It looks like you've already started snacking. You've got some dipping sauce right by your lip there. "
"Dipping sauce?" I put my finger by my lip, and of course, there it was...some of Mike's semen on my face. Shit. "Right, we just had a few veggies and special sauce."
"Um, I need your credit card....the one you ordered with", he was now starting to get a little impatient.
"Mike", I yelled -- "we need your credit card". Knowing he was half naked, I was interested to know how he'd handle this one. And then to my complete surprise, Mike walked over to the door, standing slightly behind it, but still, cock naked in front of the guy.
"Hey", Mike said. "Sorry, Friday night, just hangin' out." He took out his credit card and handed it to the guy, and the guy did absolutely nothing except process the credit card.
I stood there watching him with his cock and ass buck naked, and I started to giggle, and then laugh, it was so funny; like it was a set up or something. And then I saw him hand the guy $20, and shake hands. The driver started to laugh and Mike gave me a punch in the shoulder. "Gotcha" he said. He waived goodbye to the driver, and said thanks for playing along with the gag. "Anytime supercock", the teen said laughing.
"You fucker. It was a set up! Give me that food". I took off to the kitchen, took everything out of the bags and then we sat down and ate and I've gotta say, it was great sitting beside my buddy being able to look down at the beautiful dick every once in awhile.
When we finished eating and cleaning up, he looked at me and said, "time for dessert".
Man this guy loved getting his dick sucked. This time, he stripped completely naked, turned on some sports on TV, and lay down on the floor. "Come on over for some ice cream".
I walked over and looked at him. "You know what, Mike. This time, I want you to straddle me and fuck my mouth." With that, he hopped up, and I laid down on the floor. He walked over, smiling down at me. He lowered himself down, and straddled my chest his balls (on purpose) resting on my chin, and his cock draped across my nose, and that oh-so-wonderful aroma. He moved himself back and forth, dragging his penis all over my face allowing me to lick and kiss his cock. It was still semi-hard, making it real easy to suck in and out of my mouth.
He moved forward, then forward a little more so his balls were in my mouth. I sniffed, sucked, and tongue-flicked his balls and his bag for a long time. His head was back, and he was loving it. Then he looked down at me with his devilish smirk, and asked if he could move forward just a little bit more.
Looking up at him of course, half of his face was blocked from view, as my face was covered by his bag and hairy thighs, and of course that great cock resting on my forehead. I didn't object, so he slowly slid forward with me licking past his balls, and suddenly, that ass of his was sitting on face. Oh my god I was in heaven. Out went my tongue for even more exercise, and started going crazy all over his crack and into his hole. He actually rode my tongue for about 5 minutes. Fuck it was hot. While I was going crazy, he started writhing like a wild man, rapidly moving his ass back and forth across my tongue. He moved back a little, and he pushed his cock into my mouth, fucked it for a bit, then his ass, then his cock. I was taking him to his highest heights, and the smell of his crotch, cock and ass were driving me crazy.
Suddenly, he leaned forward, and started saying, "fuck, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum". He straddled my face and started fucking my mouth, my 2nd cum dump that night. Then, he brought his legs together, and rested his entire body on mine. I opened my legs so his leg would be rubbing against my hard cock, then slowly closed them so we were physically well connected. I was rubbing his thighs and his ass cheeks really hard, while his knee pushed against my cock, and then ....out it came, and he sunk what seemed like his entire body into my face. His whole crotch pushed hard into my mouth and nose while he came and I let it happen. It was unbelievable. As he was coming in my mouth, I had a geyser in my pants.
When both of us were done pulsing, we totally melted into each other. He turned around while keeping his cock in my mouth, but this time, we wrapped our arms around each other's body. It was so nice just nursing his softening cock while his balls rested comfortably on my nose and eyes. We fell asleep that way and woke up about 2 hours later.
It was another incredible Friday, and that's how it's gone for almost a year. There have been a couple of times where I just miss that big cock of his, or he's horny as hell and needs a blowjob. We both oblige each other when we need it, but mostly, we make do with every 2nd Friday.
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