New straight neighbor. Part 5
I found myself thinking of Blake less often as Dirk began occupying my fantasies. Physically, They're equally hot, Both reasonably "nice guys", But those fucking feet, They stood alone! It was happening, Again.
Mental Note: Don't fuck this one up!
But, I cannot help how I feel. Dirk was perfect in every way. He is thoughtful, Kind, Handsome and suppose it doesn't hurt that he's hung very nicely, But my care for him extends beyond attraction. I could picture myself making his meals, doing his laundry. I imagined a happy life with him in it. I was in deep this time!
We were in constant contact. I'd ask how his day was and he mine. He sent me a pic of his feet! Which I absolutely had to forward to Zack.
"Fucking Epic! Sign me up girl!...Lol" Zack messaged back.
"Sorry Bro, But...Dibs" I replied.
"Wanna hang this weekend Lil Scotty Hotty? Got lots to tell ya" Zack asked.
"Let's...I figured you tracked down Rico...Lol...I'll be home after 5pm Saturday...Roll on over" I answered.
"He actually tracked me down, but yeah...Lol...Alright Saturday it is girlfriend" Zack replied.
The work week dragged ass, but it was finally Saturday. I like hanging with Zack and wish we did it more often. We understood each other. I got my usual lunchtime message from Dirk.
"Bro...How was your week?" He asked kindly.
"LONG.....But I got through it...You?" I replied.
"Not as long as mine I bet...She still pissed...If it wasn't bad enough, Now I'm not getting any pussy either...Lol" He repsonded.
"Bummer!...Lol...If it gets unbearable I'll be home all weekend" I offered.
"I make it sound worse than it is...She just giving me the cold shoulder...It'll pass, But I appreciate the open invite...Why couldn't you be a chick?...Lol" Dirk texted.
I was slightly offended, But I get it. I may not like it, But I get it.
"Why couldn't you be gay Bro?...Lol...If I don't hear from you have a great weekend" I sent in return.
"I'm gonna hang with the boys tonight...That's always a good distraction from life...Let's talk tomorrow dude...Later" He replied.
"Sounds good...Love ya Bro and have fun!" I sent foolishly.
Anyway, Zack showed up with his standed accessory, White Claws. We hung, drank, danced, sang and bullshitted for hours. He told me how Rico found him on facebook and how he fucked in the back of a pick-up. I told him about Justin's dirty cock, I knew he'd dig that dude, Zack is undoubetly a dirty lil cocksucker. I also told him about Dirk, but kept the details to myself, Those were mine and only mine.
"Oh Fuck...You in Love with a straight dude, Again" Zack laughed.
"Right???...I'll never fucking learn" I stated laughing it off.
Dirk texted "Dude...She flipped when she found my underwear in the van...Lol....Gonna come chill if that's cool"
"It's cool...Defintely cool...My buddy is over...You'll like him, He's a hoot!" I replied in haste.
"A friend of yours is also mine Bro...Se ya in 10" Dirk he me back.
"Zack...Dirk is coming over...Please...Please...Please...Do not fuck this up...Please" I said stearnly.
"On my best behavior I will be" Zack answered doing the yoda thing he did when he was excited.
KNOCK...KNOCK..."Come on in Dirk" I yelled and the door swung open
Lounge pants, sneakers and ballcap only. Smoking hot!! I could tell he was upset.
"Make yourself at home dude" I said closing the door behind him. "Dirk, Zack...Zack, Dirk" I added.
"Hope I'm not intruding...Zack, good to meet ya" He said as he found the pint of whiskey he packed into a pocket.
"You too...I've heard absolutely nothing about you...Bitch isn't forthcoming with the details? Zack replied in the most exaggerated queeny tone I'd ever heard.
Dirk laughed and said "I guess I don't need to wonder about that anymore"
"Wonder about what?" I asked.
"Wondering what type of male buddy you might be entertaining...I see now I was completely off base" He said laughing.
Zack could really be a bitch and snarkly said "Am I not male?...Am I not a buddy of Scotties?"
"More of a female, really...But It's cool" He plopped down on the sofa.
"Can I get ya anything dude? I asked Dirk.
"Nah...I'm good" He said as took a belt of whiskey.
"So...You wanna talk about it?...What happened?" I asked him.
"I tried to get some and she told me I should just run to the gas station...And here I am" He said smiling.
"I feel responsible...I'm sorry Bro" I said.
"Scotty you mind" He asked pointing to the coffee table.
"Make yourself at home dude" I replied.
Dirk kicked of his shoes and plopped his feet up on the table. There they were! sheathed in dingy white no shows, I fucking loved those fucks. I couldn't wait to see Zack's reaction and looked in his direction. He shook his head and mouthed "Bitch" in my direction.
The non verbal exchange did not go unnoticed. Dirk had a laugh and spoke "As you were ladies...What were ya'll doing before we got here anyway?" He half asked and he took another mouthful of booze.
Zack and I put it together at the same time. The "we" was inreference to the two 12.5s resting center stage. I think we also noticed the tone was shifting with each swig.
"Ohh...you know...Nothing really...Just chatting and shit" I replied to Dirk.
"Well do as you'd do if we wasn't here" Dirk said as he peeled off his socks.
Zack could not restrain himself and spit out "Holy Fuck"
I had not seem them in direct light. Amazing! Pale white in color, comparatively, A clear tan line just above the ankle and even larger than I remembered.
"We shit...Now what we gonna do" Dirk said slyly while curling his toes to snap the joints and crossing one leg over the other.
Zack was quick "I dunno...Got anything in mind Dirk?" He asked.
"I got's lots in mind Zack...First, The hell is this doing here" He said taking another hit off the bottle and shoving the table to the farside of the room with a kick.
We both watched he his feet hit the ground. Dirk stretched his legs and crackled his ankles with a circular motion.
"Can I use the pisser Bro?" Dirk asked me.
I was at a loss and just pointed and nodded. We both watched as Dirk stood and stretched. The lounge pants hid nothing. I looked to Zack and he said "Bitch".
We listened as piss hit water. The sound echoed around the house. We both waited anxiously for his return, but on went the shower. Zack jumped up to peak in the bathroom and quickly came back.
"Dude...He didn't even ask!" He directly.
We debated the possible events to come. Each of us doing our best to not sound "greedy" I liked Zack and didn't mind him being involved.
"Dude...remember that black dude we followed in to the mall restroom?" Zack asked, already knowing the answer.
Just then the shower stopped and Dirk came back wrapped in a pink flowered towel. As he dropped back on the couch the tucked corner of his towel split providing an unbroken line head to toe.
"Well...Now what fellas?...Got any playing cards?" Dirk asked as he finished off the whiskey.
We sat and admired the ripped, straight stud in our presence, for a moment. I don't know why I was being shy, I mean, been there and done that, But I do like foreplay though.
"I sure do" I quickly jumped, found them and tossed the pack to Zack. "Deal them out"
"Five card stud and one eyed jacks are wild" Zack said cleverly as he tried catching glimpse of what sat in the towels shadow.
Dirk had clearly played poker before and easily took the first hand.
"Alright ladies...Lose the shirts" He ordered while declaring himself victor.
The second hand was no different.
"Shorts girls" He directed.
We were down our underwear at this point.
"What is it with gays and jockstraps?" Dirk asked.
Zack was quick to reply "easy access fucking" He said as he spun around and gave Dirk a look at his meaty, mostly bare ass.
"Makes sense...Why don't we step up the stakes" Dirk said as he shuffled the deck.
"What's the prize?" I asked him.
"Shit...I dunno" He said his outstretched legs pushed a foot in each of our directions.
"Alright...Just the ladies this round" Dirk said.
Dirk sat back as we played. I did it! I had won!
"two outta three?" Zack pleaded.
"Fine" I said as I slid him cards.
Zack easily took the second hand in our mini tournament, But I locked it down in the third.
"Three outta five?" Zack begged.
"I think not" I replied laughing like a moron.
Dirk quickly removed his foot from Zack's locale and nodded at me. I laid on my stomach and serviced his huge flipper. Zack, looking rejected, watched in envy. I fucking loved this dudes feet! I cannot say it enough!
Dirk ripped his left foot from my grasp and said "Next round...Shuffle"
I didn't like seeing my buddy go without and could have easily won this go around, But folded the clear winner.
"Yes!!" Zack said eagerly as he dove onto the floor.
Dirk was quick to reward the winner. Zack made oral love to his right foot and was not the least bit shy about it. Dirk enjoyed the display.
"Alright...Second stage...Two out of three this time...Only seems right considering the larger prize" Dirk stated.
I shuffled and quickly delivered Zack cards. It was my lucky day 77555, I laid them out for Zack to weep upon.
"Full House...Fives full of sevens...Ha" I declared.
I knew instantly by Zack's smirk that this was not going the way I figured.
"That's adorable...Aces full of threes" He said laughing.
It was showdown time.
"Wait...What are we even playing for" Zack asked Dirk.
Dirk slowly lifted his towel exposing the head and a couple inches of shaft and spoke "Now remember, everyone may get a ribbon, but there can be only one winner" He said, clearly enjoying hiw witt.
"Uncut!...Bitch!" Zack said he mixed the cards.
A much more serious Zack took the hand and looked to Dirk for the trophy.
"Not so quick...three outta five????" I asked confidently.
"Not a fucking chance girlfriend" Zack quickly said and taxied into postion.
I sat and watched him GO...TO...TOWN. Dirk was more aggresive than the other night. He forced Zack down on him and actually spit into his gaped mouth and hit him fairly hard. Dirk kept eyes locked on me the entire time, which I liked very much.
"If you think I'm not gonna let the two available queers share my meat then you gotta be fucking daft" Dirk said as pushed Zack to a side and waved me in.
Zack and I had done this one other time and as I recall, he's the greedy sort, But Dirk handled the cock distribution fairly. We worshipped that big uncut piece for 10 minutes. Who ever was not on cock was relagated to the swollen sack. It was my turn on the pole and I sucked till Dirk shoved me off.
"There can be only one winner" He stated and plowed into Zack's cocksucker, Forced his face into his lap and dumped his load. Zack swallowed every bit of it. Fucking greedy bitch, I thought.
"Who's shuffle is it" Dirk asked, pushing us both off his lap.
The stakes were clear! Although we're both likely getting fucked. The spoils to the victor! I quickly delivered the cards. I caught myself glare at Zack's cum laden chin and to further the insult he squeegeed it into his mouth ans swirled it around his mouth.
"Fuck...Ace high" Zack said disappointingly.
"Ha....Pair...O...fucking 4's" I said as I slapped my cards down.
Zack dealt the second round. It was somewhat intense. We were focused and calculated. I spread my hand first.
"Straight...Nine high straight" I declared.
"Three outta Five???" Zack said softly.
"Ha...Get fucked!...Oh wait a minute...Don't...Get...Fucked" I happily said looking directly at Zack.
I spun around and backed up to Dirk. Zack was quick to follow my lead.
"Would ya looky there" Dirk said, slapping our asses simultainiously. He kneeled behind us with a knee between each of our legs, Bouncing his pipe cheek to cheek.
"Who's the lucky bitch!" Dirk said in a more serious tone.
We looked at each other and waited. The suspense was brutal. Then a choice had been made. Zack was pushed to the floor. Dirk fucking plowed him with out warning. He was whimpering like a little bitch. Dirk had a leg on either side and a handful off hair, Which he pull hard as he pushed himself in. I could see between lunges that Zack butt was red. He was getting fucking blasted. He moaned, whimpered and eventually cried. Not pretend tears, These were genuine. I tried to intervene.
"Dirk he's crying Bro...Fuck me instead...Please" I said.
"Shut the fuck up Scott...Little...Queeny...Bitch...Can't...Take...Big...Pipe" He said thrusting with every word.
Zack was in a full on ball at this point. The cries got louder with each pump.
"Please Dirk" I pleaded.
"Alright...Have it your way queer" He said as pushed me down and climbed on top.
Dirk plunged his length in one motion and it fucking hurt! I was scared. His hands encompassed my neck and throat and he hammered with no regard. It hurt and I too cried out in pain.
"What's the problem fag?" He said laughing as he hammered himself into me over and over.
Zack was laying on the floor crying as he watched the brutal fuck I was recieving.
"Just relax your fuck hole bitch and it won't hurt" He said as he thrashed my ass.
I Could have said stop, but I didn't, I could have asked Zack to help, but I didn't. As much as I hated him right now. I loved the feeling of helplessness. I was at his mercy, and he knew it. As the fuck went on the thrust became less frequent, but no less harder. I would cry out when his body bashed mine.
"Ready for your winnings fag?" He asked.
I said nothing, but that was no going to be acceptable.
"I fucking said...Ready for your prize queer?" He yelled as he pulled my head backward and spit on my back.
As I began to replied He plunged turning my reponse into a whimper. Just when I thought he'd never finish I felt his cock unload deep in my loins.
Zack and I layed on the floor as he got dressed and headed for the door, Just before he left he spun around and spoke.
"Love you too" He said in a tone clearly intended to be condescending and mocking.
We laid motionless and quiet till certain he had left. Zack was first to speak.
"You love that fucking douche bag?" He asked while sniffling.
"I'm a fucking idiot...But dude...Those feet dude!" I replied and somehow we both managed to laugh.