My Best Friends Brother

By Brian Johnson

Published on Nov 16, 2016

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My Best Friend's Brother Chapter 2

Since Monday was our last day for fishing, we had decided that we would leave in the afternoon. We were up by seven and after washing ourselves, we went to catch enough fish for our breakfast and lunch. There is nothing like a breakfast of fresh fish and eggs. After we cleaned the breakfast dishes, we went into the tent for some exercise. For exercise we did some push-ups. Ron was first and because the ground under the tent was quite hard, he laid on top of me. You might say that I provided a soft place for him to lie on. Then we reversed our positions and I did some push-ups. I was only able to do only 11 push ups before I finished.

Afterwards both of us just lay there and enjoyed each other. Ron said that if we wanted lunch one of us should get dressed and fry the fish that we caught for lunch. I said that I was too tired to even move and he should go. He pulled his shorts on and left. About 30 minutes later I heard him making some noise and heard some fish frying. "Come and get it," he called. I said you come in here, I may have a surprise for you. When he cam into the tent, he looked at me and my surprise, six and one half inches of hard dick, and said, "That's no surprise, I played with that all day yesterday."

Fortunately he had our lunch with him. After eating, we got dressed and packed up everything and cleaned up the campsite and then loaded the car and headed home. Ron dropped me off and said that he enjoyed the weekend and would see me at work. I thanked him for having me with him and went into my apartment.

It was a couple days before I saw him at work. We were both in the cafeteria, but he was with some co-workers, so w only nodded to each other. I did not see or hear from him until Tuesday of the next week when I received a text from him. He said that he had gotten some fresh salmon and wanted to know if I would join him for dinner on Friday? Of course I accepted the invitation. I did get to see him on Thursday and said that I should come directly from work and gave me the address. On Friday, I was pulling out of the parking lot by 5:15 and arrived at his home just before 6PM. He met me at the door and said that since we had just come from work that we should take a shower and clean up. I agreed and followed him to his bedroom. I was surprised at the size of the bed, it had to b a California King, which is a little larger that a regular king-sized bed.

Both of us stripped and I followed him into the bathroom. The shower was huge and had multiple showerheads. We helped each other clean those spots that are hard to reach. When we stepped out I reached for a towel to dry off but he said you don't need that as we will be swimming in a minutes. We went out to the backyard here there was a good-sized pool. We both dived in and had a refreshing swim. (If you have never swam naked, you don't know what you are missing. Of course it is better to be swimming with a friend.) We swam for about half an hour or so and then went inside after drying off.

We went directly to the kitchen where he handed me an apron. "You fix the salad the biscuits and open the wine and I will fix the salmon and the vegetables. About 30 minutes later we were enjoying a good meal. After wards we cleaned the table and stove, loaded the dishwasher and Ron said that I was to come with him.

In the bedroom he said "I have a surprise for you." He told me to lay in the middle of the bed with my arms above my head and my legs spread. I did so and soon I was held in place by some restraints. He then put a blindfold over my eyes and said that some of the fantasies that we had talked about on the fishing trip had given him an idea and he arranged this surprise for me. He added that he had invited someone who specialized if fulfilling fantasies and he should be arriving about now. He left and when he came back he said, "There is the person I told you about. He is naked and tied as you requested." I felt someone sit on the bed, but nothing was said. I felt a hand moving slowly up my leg. I said, "Ron, what are you dong?" A different voice said, "I am not Ron. I am your worst fantasy come true?

Next: Chapter 3


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