My buddy Matt came over today to 'play games' - our little code for smoking weed and fooling around. He's a good-looking guy -- handsome in the traditional sense, but the lobe-stretchers, spiked hair, tats and other alternative miscellany offset that handsomeness with a jagged, intriguing edge that makes him hot as fuck. Today he's wearing black, low-hanging jeans that give a glimpse of his boxer-clad butt, and a Joy Division tee, also in black, with this mesmerising pattern on the front.
Up in my bedroom, I sit cross-legged on the floor and roll a couple of smokes while Matt fishes through my CD collection. He settles on Rated R by Queens of the Stone Age, pops it into my CD player, hits the 'play' button and takes a seat on my bed. We listen to the music for a while and chat about the usual shit while I finish rolling, then I pass him the first smoke and a lighter.
I watch him light the joint, head down, then he breathes deep and leans back, his eyes quivering shut. I can't read this expression. It's relief. Maybe bliss. Some kind of spiritual rapture? But when Matt's deep brown eyes flick open I can read them clearly. Hunger. Desire. Wicked intent. He grins, wisps of pure white smoke drifting out of his nose and I know what's about to happen.
I stand up and slowly start to strip off my clothes and drop them carelessly onto the messy floor in front of him. I start by pulling my tee up and over my head. Next I whip off my belt and let my jeans drop, exposing the tight white jock that's struggling to keep my leaking boner restrained. I know I look hot. I can see it reflected in Matt's expression. Finally I peel the jockstrap off slowly, down my legs and off and I'm standing naked before him, vulnerable, excited and incredibly turned on by the lustful gleam in his eyes.
Before long my friend is naked too. We're lying on the floor; two young, hairy bodies entwined, hungrily exploring each other, touching, tasting and smelling, mapping the landscape of each other. The fuzzy blur of the weed has it's effect, too, and every stroke and lick seems more sensual and erotic.
Matt's propped up on some pillows, butt in the air and legs spread wildly. I'm knelt there at his altar, examining the ass offered up to me. His full, round buns are speckled with light, wispy hairs which get denser closer to his flared butt crack, and there, nestled in the centre, is his pink, puckered hole. I lean closer and breath deeply, sucking in his most intimate smell, a subtle, tantalising blend of sweat and musk and masculine funk. I'm getting high off the stink of his ass, his stink. Raw desire is coursing through me and I lean in closer still to drag my tongue in big, slick swathes through his furry crack and over that tight, delicious hole. Soon my face is buried right in there and my tongue is digging deep inside of him, pushing up through his sphincter to lap at the smooth walls of his fuck hole.
"Fuck yeah, mate, eat that dirty ass!" He moans, his slick hole twitching around my tongue as I fuck it deeper and deeper into him, as far as it will go. Every now and then I slip a finger inside too, stretching him open in preparation for what's to come. When my tongue starts to ache and Matt's hole is glistening with my spit I kneel up close to him and slap his ass cheeks.
"You ready for this?" I ask, grinning, as I grip the base of my dick and slowly stroke it up and down a couple of times.
"Hell yeah man, fucking give it to me!" He says, grabbing his cheeks to spread them wide for me.
My cock is nuzzled at his slick entrance now, pushing gently against the tight ring of muscle. We're kissing, sharing the flavours I discovered inside of his arse. He moans, then I moan, and in one smooth movement I'm balls-deep inside him. The warm wetness of his hole envelopes me, gripping me tightly. I look into his face and his expression is unreadable again, like his features are too simple to express something so complex.
I don't know how long we fucked for, but it felt like hours. We tried several positions; me on top with him on his back, me lying on the bed while he bounced up and down on me, and a bunch of other ones he'd seen in some porno. I was really pounding his hole, punishing it, and on every 'in' stroke his ass muscles would tense up around my pole, trying to milk out my load.
Just as I felt the tell-tale signs of orgasm building in my nuts I looked deep into his eyes. He groaned some corny shit like 'Yeah dude, breed my fucking hole, fill me up!' and I let it loose. My cock started to spasm deep in Matt's guts, firing wave after wave of seed into his fucked-out hole as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. After a few moments of ecstasy my deflating prick slipped wetly from his orifice and I watched a small river of cloudy sperm trickle out of him. My cum. My seed, flowing out of him. I knelt down low and lapped it up, jabbing my tongue into his now loose hole to suck out what I could, savouring my sweet, salty jizz. After I'd sucked out what I could of my load we kissed again, sharing the flavours of my spunk and his dirty, delicious butt juice.
Exhausted, I flopped back and lay on the floor, watching him jerk his big dick with one hand and bring the spliff up to his lips with the other. Soon he was beating his cock furiously and making little moaning sounds, a look of determination on his face. "I'm getting close, Dan..." he panted, and I moved in closer, kneeling up in front of him to receive my buddy's load. Seconds later, Matt threw his head back, groaning in ecstasy as his cum rushed up out of his balls. I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue just as his thick, delicious cock started spurting. The first volley splashed over my upper lip and just under my nose. I caught the rest of his cum on my tongue. After he'd loosed his final shot, I licked my lips and swished all of his juice around in my mouth, enjoying the sweet, salty taste. Before I could swallow, Matt pulled me up onto him to kiss me and share the load. I happily obliged and fed him the gooey mix of his cum and my spit, and we passed the mixture back and forth until it was dribbling down our chins and dripping onto his chest.
We lay there together on the bed for a while, making out and cuddling before it was time to clean up.
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