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Howie had no problem with Jim when they were on different teams, but now that they were working together, Howie found him unbearable. Jim was always ranting and raving and screaming, the ultimate prima donna. He had tried to provoke Howie into a fight earlier that day, and Howie damn near punched that smirking face in. He had hoped Jim would be fired, so when Jim came strutting back into the loft, bragging about creaming the tough DA Jennifer, Howie was ready to pop.
Howie had a life back home, so he couldn't let Jim get to him. If he started getting violent he'd get kicked off the show. And he really had liked Jim - once. He thought about confiding his problems in Ryan, since Ryan was so nuts about him, but Ryan was on the other team now and might use the info against him. So Howie decided to just go hide in the bathroom until Jim went to bed.
A while later, Howie was about to leave when all the sudden Jim sashayed into the bathroom. There was something so cocky about Jim, it drove Howie up the wall, but sometimes amused him. Jim took off his pants and his shirt and brushed his teeth, not making eye contact with Howie. Howie wondered if Jim was toying with him or if he was just too tired to talk. Either way, Howie decided to clear the air since they were still on a team together.
"Hey, Jim, I think we oughta just forget about tonight. Start fresh tomorrow. Whaddya say?"
Jim just smirked at him as he spit out the last of his toothpaste.
"Maybe we should forget about that other night, when you were all over me."
Howie's jaw dropped.
"Yeah, like that, Howie. Glad you remember. I bet my dick felt good in your big mouth."
Howie was incredulous. The veins in his thick neck began to pulsate.
"YOU were all over ME, you asshole!!!"
Jim just snorted in derision, and mockingly flapped his wrists.
"Yeah, maybe. But remember, they already hate me. I don't have anything to lose if I tell everybody that I had my dick in your mouth and my tongue down your throat and my cum all over your fat face. They already hate ME. But they respect you. Think they still will after I tell them all about my night with Princess Howie?"
Howie slammed his hand down against the porcelain sink. He was seething. What the fuck was Jim thinking?
Jim patted Howie's firm stomach and began to walk out. He thought he had successfully blackmailed Howie into doing what he wanted. But before he could go to bed, Howie grabbed him by the arm and yanked him over to the sink.
"Nobody threatens me, bitch." He spat on his hand and yanked down Jim's boxers, licking his lips as his meat hooks spread Jim's firm, pale buttocks. "If you're gonna be a bitch then I'm gonna treat you like one." He shoved 2 of his fat fingers inside Jim's tight hole. Jim yelped and he tried to flee the room, but Howie's firm grip on his arm kept him in place.
That ass looked so tasty, and Howie was so sick of holding back with this asshole. So he just went all the way. Before Jim could react, Howie had shoved his thick lips and tongue against Jim's hair-dusted hole. The dark, short hairs clashed with Howie's stubble as his stammering tongue joined those 2 fingers in a search for Jim's sweet spot. Jim tried to get away, but a wave of pleasure made his knees buckle as Howie found his prostate. Jim began moaning and groaning loudly, not caring whether anyone heard or not.
Howie yanked his mouth away from that hot hole and pushed Jim's forehead against the mirror.
"Watch yourself while I fuck your whore ass."
Jim just wiggled his tight little ass and began to jerk himself off. After Howie tore his pants down and threw off his shirt, he shoved Jim's hand away from his jerking motions.
"You touch yourself only IF I say so." Then he shoved his tongue into Jim's ear at the same time as his raw, raging 9 inches were shoved up Jim's hole. Howie yanked Jim's head back and shoved their mouths together, the stubble scraping Jim's cheeks as he screamed into Howie's mouth.
Jim wasn't a virgin to a good fucking, but it had been a few years, and he'd never taken a cock as long or as fat as Howie's. The mix of pain and bliss drove him to a frenzy as Howie half-raped and half-pleasured his ass. The sweat dripped down Jim's back and Howie's furry chest, joining together at their conjoined midsections to lubricate the brutal fucking. The underside of Jim's erection slid against the sink counter over and over, bumping the thick veins and sending him into more energetic thrusts against Howie's monster.
Howie's face was beet red, his body on fire as Jim's anus milked him for all he was worth.
"Oh God you fucking fag, you got such a great ass, you bitch, I'm gonna plow your hole every single day, you're better than my wife, OH GOD OH GOD OH...."
Finally, he came. He shot load after load up Jim's ass, so much cum it was running down Jim's thighs, so much cum he felt like he was going to black out. That ass was like a vacuum pump. He never wanted to leave it. Before he could change his mind, he pulled out, with a loud pop. He laid on the cold marble floor, and just panted as he watched Jim stroking himself off.
Jim looked as delirious as Howie felt. Jim wanted to try something, and Howie was in no position to object. Jim sat down on Howie's face, flooding Howie's handsome mug with his own cum. Howie greedily lapped up his juices and Jim's bruised backside. Jim blew his wad on Howie's huge forested pectorals.
The two men lay side by side. Jim just kept smirking and giggling, tracing his name in Howie's chest hair.
"What's so funny, you asshole?" Howie snarked, barely able to turn his head to look at Jim.
"Oh, I've just wanted you to fuck me this way from the first day we met. And I finally figured out the best way how."
Howie laughed. "Oh yeah? So this was all some big joke to you, huh? Well how 'bout I fuck your ass every day. Then who'll be laughing?"
Both men began to laugh, and Jim pulled Howie's big head in for a rough, man-to-man kiss.
They were so distracted that they didn't even notice the third party spying on them from a crack in the bathroom door. Not to worry, they would find out who he was soon enough...