Scotty heads down south. Part 1
This was just what I needed! My aunt Cheryl offered her beach cottage for an entire week. I was quick to respond.
"Absolutely!!!" I texted in reply.
"I thought you might be interested. I remember how much you loved the beach when you were a kiddo. Your Mom has the address and codes you will need to get in. Today is Wednesday and it is all yours till next Wednesday. All I ask is would you please leave it cleaner than you found it. A family of four will be there Thursday morning. Just a heads up the pool boy, Christopher (he and his wife live just nextdoor), comes some time Thursday (usually just before dark) and Friday afternoon the yard guy comes by. I love you and have fun Scotty!" Cheryl return texted.
"Have I ever told you that you're my favorite aunt...LOL...Rest assure I will be on hand and knee old school scrubbing!!! Love you too!!! Thank you again" I messaged her.
I quickly got on the road and arrived in record time! The cottage was just as I recalled, although everything looked smaller for some strange reason. Cheryl's place is one of the few classic bungalows that has managed to survive full-on gentrification. It's wasn't anything special, three beds, a single bath and beach motif dripping off the walls, but where this place stood above was the pool. Cheryl spent a small fortune in the back yard and it showed. Smaller in-ground pool, roughly 10x20, and pool-house all of which is completely encapcilated with tropical plantings creating a very private oasis. I was spent, took a quick dip then crashed.
I slept fairly well considering the argument nextdoor that started as the sun came up. I met Christopher in his driveway as I was heading to the beach. Dude was super hot! mid 30's, 5'7", 150 or so weigh wise, Short spiked brown-ish hair, and eyes so piercingly blue the morning sun made them glow. He is fit as fuck, but not overly muscled.
"Morning" I said as I passed by.
Christopher replied with smile "Morning".
His voice had an incredible calmness about it. Also, he didn't look bad in a wetsuit. "I'm Scotty...Nice to be ya Bro...You must be Christopher" I said while enduring a firm gripped shake. My hand looked baby like in his massive mitt.
"Yeah man...But I go by CJ dude...Cheryl said her nephew would down for the week...If ya have any issues whatsoever call me...My number should be on the counter" CJ responded.
"Appreciate that dude...Going to the beach?" I asked.
"Sort of...I give spearfishing lessons and got a first time family from Nebraska today...should be a disaster!" CJ replied laughing and added "But maybe the Mom will be hot" while laughing a bit more
"Haha...Right...I'll see ya later CJ...The beach is calling Bro" I stated enthusiastically.
"You got plans later dude?...Wanna hang?" CJ asked as I began to walk away.
I was caught a bit of guard by CJ's forwardness, but liked the way he always made eye contact when he spoke. He came off as confident, but not cocky. It was all there. Big hands, feet, nose, ears, and smile. The energy was unmistakable.
"Heck ya dude...feel free to swing by later on" I replied
"Jump in and I'll drop your ass off at that beach" CJ offered.
It was a short drive to the beach, But it took forever, CJ drove at no more 6 mph. I was having a hard time keeping my eyes in check. The wetsuit hugged his body and his groin area for sure had quite a bit packed in there.
"So...Scotty...How long you here for dude?" He asked.
"I'm gonna take off Wednesday morning...Wish I could live here Bro...It's fucking amazing" I replied.
"Nice!!...So what's your story...Got ya a lady back home? He asked me.
I was comfortable with who I was and oddly comfortable with thought of just telling him, but ultimately decided to keep it to myself, for now "Nah...Single and ready to mingle" I replied.
"That's cool dude...I got a wife you're welcome to" CJ said as he slapped his thigh laughing just as we arrived.
"Aight dude...Enjoy the day...Catch" He said and tossed me tube a of spf30.
"You too dude" I repsoneded.
"How could I not?" He replied, shot me a wink and climbed back his rig.
He was no more than 20 feet away and stopped, jumped out and yelled to me "Just so we are clear Bro...We're on for later right?" He asked.
"Indeed" I replied and he gave me a double thumbs up. He was pretty fucking cute.
I turned my attention to the white sands and was immediately flooded with amazing memories. I met Zack here the summer I turned 18. I caught him blowing a dude in the dunes, but that's a story for another time. When I wasn't reminising my thoughts went to CJ and his wetsuit. I didn't know long a spearfishing trip took, but I did know I wanted to be home with time to spare. So...Off I went.
I heard his truck just after 6 and made my way out the pool. He wasn't home 3 minutes and they were arguing, again. A few minutes later it went quiet. With the slam of a door I felt him getting closer. The gate swung open and there he was. Still suited up.
"My dude!!" He said enthusiastically.
"How was the trip CJ?" I asked.
"Meh" He replied.
CJ was in and out of the pool-house and wasn't very chatty.
It was somewhat awkward. He cleaned the pool and I watched. I kept trying to spark up some jovial talk like earlier, but he was obviously annoyed.
"CJ...What's up dude...You seem off...Let me guess, The Mom was nasty?" I asked and saw a smile return to his face.
"My marriage is shit Bro...I can't ever do anything right...I work my ass off day and night so she can live a life of leisure...I bought her a pretty pricey set of wheels and she hated the color...Fuck dude" CJ finally spit out.
"Yeah...I overheard you guys earlier and lastnight...I didn't mean to eavesdrop but ya'll were kind of loud" I said.
"Sorry bout that man...I think she sits around all day thinking up irrelevant shit to be pissed about...I didn't intend to dump this on dude, but you're easy to talk to" He said as he circled the pool with a skimmer.
I felt like a bit of an ass. He's being sweet and genuine and I'm scheeming like a mf. I couldn't take my eyes off him.
"Dude...Unzip me would ya" CJ asked as he turned his backside his toward me.
I gladly yanked the zipper down. I could see just a hint of his ass. CJ worked his arm free and rolled it down to his hips, well beyond his tan line. This guy is really sexy and his willingness to be vulnerable only added to it. After another lap he extended a foot toward me.
"Would ya help me dude?" He asked.
"Jesus" I said while giving it all I had
"Right...They are a size too small" CJ replied.
"I don't want to intrude CJ, but maybe your wife has too much free time?" I asked while managing to successfully tug off the second water shoe and adding "Holy fuck dude" while admiring some huge flippers.
"You suggesting she get a job?" He replied laughing extremely loud before adding "Fuck dude, last time she jobbed anything was the night before we got married if ya get me" He answered.
"Doesn't neccessarily need to be a job, but something to occupy her...How long ya'll been married?" I asked.
"6 fucking years dude" He replied loudly.
CJ paused for a moment then asked "Am I expecting too much?...I work 70 hours a week, I pay every single bill, I make things that are important to her important to me...I'm a fucking sap...Geez"
It was strange. I knew this dude less than 24 hours and here we are talking about his sex life, or lack of.
"I don't get it dude...I'd think she'd be all about her handsome husbands big dick" I said and immediately felt exposed.
"Exactly...And the fucking excuses dude" CJ said as he sat at the far end of my chaise.
"I'm curious...Wait...Let me guess...It's too big?" I said in my whiney bitch voice.
"You been looking in my windows dude?" CJ asked in a serious tone.
"No, of course not...Why would you even ask?" I asked in return.
"How else could you be so fucking certain I'm big?" He asked still sounding very serious.
"I dunno...You just seem like the type" I answered nervously.
"By bad...Didn't consider there was a particular type" CJ stated sounding less annoyed.
"Sorry dude...I'll keep any speculations to myself in the future" I responded hoping to put an end to interrogation.
"I'm gonna go throw a suit on" CJ said and vanished.
After 30 minutes I about gave up hope. I had done exactly what was always the fear and scared him off. I needed a fucking cocktail. Fortunately prior guests always leave liquor behind. I made myself a drink and sat on the back porch obsessing about where I went wrong, or what I should have done differently.
"Miss me dude?" CJ said snapping me from a daze.
I liked the way he looked in a wetsuit, but I loved loose fitting board shorts he sported on his return. They looked like could fall at any moment.
"Thought I scared ya off dude" I said softly.
"Nah Bro...Cheer up and suit up!!" CJ said as he came up the steps 2 at a time.
He followed me in the house and waited while I changed. I tried on 4 different configurations before ultimately choosing a black jock and shorts combo, which is normally what I wear to the beach.
I rolled around the corner and CJ dropped off the counter and snagged the bottle.
"Let's go!!" He said and jetted out the door while adding "Grab a towel dude".
When I got back to the oasis he was walking the surround dipping a foot in the water every few steps. Tequila in one hand and the other holding up his shorts. I layed the towel over a chaise and got into the rotation. He took a swig and set the booze down and I'd pick it up as I passed by and do the same. It was a very warm evening and the cool water was gonna be refreshing. I wasn't really sure what to say and thankfully CJ broke silence.
"You ever been to the dune area man?" He asked.
At this point I'm choosing my words more carefully. I knew why he was asking that question. During certain holidays, at night only, the dunes get pretty cruisey and mostly men.
"Not in a long time, but when I was younger I saw some weird shit there, or at least at the time it looked weird to a kid.
"I'm curious...Tell me a story...How old were you?" He asked as he set the bottle down.
"Umm...Okay...It was the 4th of July and I think I was 16, maybe 17, at the time" I said.
"Please tell me that's not the story Bro?...Please" CJ said.
"Oh right...Story...I rode my bike down to watch the fireworks on top a favorite dune...And...It was dark, but I could hear other people near by. I didn't really think too much about it till the first rocket shed light on a situation...One of the older boys, a real douchebag, was getting a blowjob...And what made it weird was when he noticed me he repositioned so I could see exactly what was happening...I panicked and ran home...End of story" I said.
"How about now?...I mean...If that same thing happened tonight would it still seem weird since you're older?" He asked.
"No, not the blowjob...But...The way he looked at me will forever be weird" I said laughing a bit.
"Did you wish it was you?" He asked as he dropped his feet in the water and sat on the top step of the 10 foot wide stairwell.
"I thought about nothing else the rest of summer, so, yeah, guess maybe I did" I answered.
"I used to take chicks there back in day...Oh how I miss those days" CJ said smirking and giving himself a tug.
CJ stood and dove in, swam the length submerged and popped up right below where I was standing.
"Last one in is a faggot" He said smiling.
"Not fair Bro...You gotta give a guy a chance dude" I stated.
"Looks like you're the fag Scotty...Sorry to inform you" CJ said as he followed me on my walk.
"Ahhh...There's a loophole CJ...What if I never get in...Then that would technically make you the last one in" I said feeling very clever.
"Very Smart Scotty" He replied and grabbed my leg and yanked me in.
"What the hell" I said and swam away.
"Sorry dude...But I am not a fag...Fag" CJ said.
"Fine...You win CJ...Congrats" I replied.
When CJ stood in the shallow end I nearly fucking came. His wet torso and hard nipples were awesome and then something caught my eye. His board shorts were floating nearer to me than him. The top ledge of his bubbled butt broke the water as he moved toward the stairwell. When he finally reached for the hand rail his beautifully rounded, pale white ass was completely exposed.
"CJ...You lost your shorts my friend" I said as I swam to snag them.
"Ah...so I did" He replied and sat on the second step, layed back and spread his arms on the pool deck.
Unbelievably fucking hot. The water was dark, but the moon illuminated anything not submerged. His dark brown unruly pubic hair went in and out of view with the shifting water. I moved toward him to return his shorts.
"Here ya go dude" I said and tossed them.
I sat on the bottom step and the water line was at my neck. CJ stood, and with a hand, held his suit over himself and he walked toward the lounge chairs. I experienced an erotic sensation watching him towel dry his nude nody. It was incredibly sexy.
"Hey Scotty guess what?" He asked as he reclined.
"What dude?" I replied.
"Last one out is a cockscuker" He said from the shadow of the palms.
It was pretty dark, but his chesire grim was apparent.
"I suppose I could just stay in the pool forever...Haha" I replied.
"That's cool man...It would redundant any how" He said.
"The hell that mean?" I inquired.
"I was hoping you'd ask...I've called you a fag 2 times and neither time was it denied...So lets assume you are and to now also name you a cocksucker would be redundant...Get it?" He said as his outstretched legs moved into the moon light.
I sat quietly and processed.
"When I asked you if you imagined yourself participating in that 4th of July blowjob...Were you looking up or down?" CJ asked.
"I get it already...You cracked the code...I'm gay" I said.
Not that CJ needed to know, but I didn't need to imagine what it would have felt like to suck dick. That same douchebag, Steve, Caught me hanging down there one night, and let's just say he replaced the previous memory with new one that haunted me for years to come.
"I'm just teasing you dude don't get all worked up...Come hang over here so I don't need to holler" CJ requested.
The exact moment I was clear of the pool I could hear a mubble "Cocksucker"
It was 80 degrees out but somehow I was freezing. With arms folded against my chest I walked over and plopped down on the chaise next him.
"CJ could I please use that for a minute" I asked pointing at the white towel draped over his lap.
"Depends Bro" He replied.
"Fine...What?" I said and realized how annoyed I was sounding.
"Depends if you're asking for the towel or what's underneath because you pointed at both" CJ said.
"My towel please" I snapped.
"Don't get your panties in a bunch" He replied and happily handed off the towel.
Like I said, it was dark, But there appeared to be something sizable snaking across his left thigh.
"Dude...Holy fuck Dude...You sure your wife isn't a lesbian?" I stated and laughed for the first time in an hour.
"Nah...I offered to bring another feamle into the bedroom and she disliked that idea even more than sucking dick" CJ said.
"Bro...I could run up the house and grab ya something dry to throw on" I offered trying to be polite, but whole heartedly hoped he would decline.
"Honestly, I'm comfortable if you are" He said.
"I'm good dude...Thank you for asking...Hell If I had a dick like yours I'd be naked all the time" I jokingly stated.
"It's pretty isn't fag boy?" CJ asked.
Now, when I said I was comfortable with CJ's nakedness I didn't anticipate how comfortable he was going be. As we spoke his shaft flopped around his lap. A couple of time during a discussion he felt a need to stand up in effort to solidify his stance on a topic. Not one time did he try to hide himself from my view. I don't think I've ever met anyone with this level of openness. Of course there is the chance he likes me looking at him, and he wouldn't be the first straight guy to taunt me. Had to be 7 somewhat flacid inches and on his 5'7" frame it looked big. We discussed everything from politics to police brutality, but mostly about his lacking home life.
"I'll tell ya what it is...It's pretty distracting" I replied.
"Dude...I'm sorry...It's dark, so I didn't expect you could see...Plus...I got a decent buzz and I'm a bit horned...And...honestly, I had completely forgotten you're a cocksucking faggot...I'll dial it in a bit" CJ said as his lifted the leg closest to me and with a hand relocated his cock.
"Thank you...Hey think you could lay off the derogatories...How would you feel if I referred to you as redneck or dumb jock?" I asked.
"While I am from Texas a redneck I am not, so to that I take offense...I will allow dumb jock, although I haven't been an athlete in many years. There was a time when that would have been very fitting...I get your the point and will refrain from the use of faggot and cocksucker in reference to you or your friends since I cannot confirm if either is accurate...Is that fair?" CJ asked.
"Yes...You know believe it or not CJ most of my friends back home are straight dudes like you...I actually only have one gay friend, Zack" I said.
"Oh yeah?...I'm curious dude...In what ways are they just like me?" CJ inquired.
"You know...Straight, in their 30's, goodlooking, very fit, hung, and easy to be around" I said as I handed off the last bit of the tequila and added "go ahead finish that off dude".
"Is that a description or the required criteria?...And...How the hell you know they are hanging if they are in fact straight?" CJ asked.
"Dude it's a mystery...Every straight guy I've spent more than 10 minutes with is going to some how let me know if he has a big dick once they discover I am gay...Sometimes they just say it to see my reaction...I think they enjoy feeling they are denying me an 8 inch cock, and not to be a jerk, but you are doing the very same thing right now" I answered.
"Dude...You sound a little frustrated...Just five minutes you saw my cock and clearly enjoyed the view, and if I'm being honest, I knew you'd check me out...Did part of me want you to see my big cock?...Sure...And further more didn't you just say if you had a dick like mine you'd be naked all the time?...Now I'm fired up...And if you feel denied when you catch a glimpse of my 9 inch cock than don't fucking look cocksucker" CJ replied sounding irritated.
It went quiet for 5 solid minutes. Did he just say 9 inches?
"CJ I'm sorry dude...You are at least partially right if not entirely...But could you please lay off the names though" I said softly.
"Dude my bad...I was taught from a pretty young age that queers are single purpose beings...Please accept my apology" CJ said.
"I underatnd and apology accepted" I said quietly.
"In the future I will treat you like the respectful homosexual you believe yourself to be" CJ said as he slid up to more of seated postion, and dropped his feet off the sides.
Even in the dark the whitest parts of him stood out. His semi hard pole rested between his spread legs. Was he testing or taunting me? Pretty sure it's taunt. I looked but only for a moment.
"You good?" He asked while he stretched his legs out and I was pretty sure I heard his cock flop onto his stomach.
"Fuck me" I said under my breath.
"What's that dude?" He asked.
"Nothing" I answered.
I couldn't help myself though. Everytime he made slightest adjustment I had to take a glance and he picked up on that.
"For fucks sake" CJ roared and jumped up.
He straddled my chaise, placed his hands on his hips and allowed me a clear view of his gigantic manhood.
"Fuck dude...Get a good look already" He demanded as he provided multiple viewing angles.
Breathtaking, Simply breathtaking how pretty his cock was. 9 thick, perfectly straight inches that hanged slightly downward.
"I don't want to violate your boundaries and am currently unaware of distance protocals for a homosexual to respectfully view long thick cock?" He asked as swung himself back and forth slowly.
"As luck would have I do!!...You could actually move a little closer and still be fine" I replied as my eyes widened.
"You sure Scotty?" He respectfully asked.
"I am" I replied as a smile formed on my face.
"Aight" CJ responded and took a rather large step forward putting himself within a few inches.
My eyes followed him like a tennis match as swung side to side.
"Little closer wouldn't hurt" I said as my eye raised up to meet his.
"You sure?" He asked.
"Absolutely" I quickly replied and added "it is indeed very pretty".
CJ's cock swung to and fro a fraction of an inch from my mouth.
"Really unfortunate you're not one of those cocksucking faggots" CJ said as he placed a hand on top of my head and pressed his leaky head against my lower lip.
My tongue involuntarily left my mouth and swirled his very swollen helmet several times.
"Nothing wrong with a bit of respectful tongue action I suppose" CJ said as he permitted access.
"Open your mouth as wide as you can stick your tongue...I mean, since we have already established the tongue is not a violation of your respectabilties" He ask slyly.
I unhigned my lower jaw and made my tongue available.
CJ repeatedly slapped the backside of his dome on my outstretched tongue and spoke "Bet you'd love to wrap those pouty lips around some fat dick?"
As my mouth formed the first syllable of a response he slowly slid his swollen head past my bottom jaw line till he hit the back of my throat. He left himself there and looked at me. I slowly eliminated the minimal air gap between lip and cock and applied a bit of suction. My eyes rose to meet his and a grin of approval was present.
"Congrats!...You are no longer limited to the confines that make for a respectful homosexual...Faggot" CJ cleverly stated as he slowly pulled himself free from the vacuum.
I watched him strut to the end of the pool and sit on the surround. The view was picture perfect. His legs were spread wide and the tip of his lengthy pole dipped into the water. I anxiously waited for direction.
"Here fishy fishy?" CJ shouted as he slapped his shaft on the water surface.
CJ slapped his pole against the water and said "Here fishy fishy".
"Hit the pool light " He oredered. as I got to my feet
I quickly hit the switch and dove in. I swam in between CJ's legs and pulled myself towards him. As I closed the gap my fingers slid up his strong thighs. A farmiliar scent carried on the air and my nose led me closer. Just as my fingers found the base of his shaft I got shut down.
"Woah dude...What about your boundaries queer" He said as he pushed me away with a stiff shove to the forehead.
"My what?" I replied hoping to sound baffled.
CJ was layed back and propped on his left elbow. His legs spread wide and pool light between illuminate everything. His pole slunk over his right leg and a set of big hangers appeared to dance on the moving water. I wished I had a camera because people deserve to look upon this beauty, and by people I mean the ones that are not able to see him currently. This end of pool is much less private and visible from the road if one were to look. I taxied in and with a one hand stood the thick pipe vertical and the other lent support to his jumbo sized balls. I could barely see his face beyond the thick tool. As I admired his manhood I felt a smile form on my face. I looked him in the eyes as my tongue ran up and down the length. When I reached the helmet I delivered a delicate kiss. I wanted to suck him badly, but was reluctant to give up the spectacular view. I took liberty and slapped myself around with his hard, but flexible, pasty white anaconda. Somehow it wasn't the same, but it put a smile on CJ face.
"Cockworship much?...Faggot" CJ asked with a massive grin of approval.
I slowly stroked his mid shaft as my tongue wandered down the shaft to the mammoth sack and bathed them in my mouth. I kissed every inch of him as I worked up the 9x7 flagpole.
"That all you got faggot?...You the cockkissing faggot?" CJ belted out so loudly I could feel his entire body tense up.
I followed his every move as layed back and weaved his fingers behind his head and closed his eyes. I'm sure he was picturing a hot chick about to slobber like a pig, but I certainly didn't care. I got in position and lowered my gaped mouth over the head, took half his length the first descent, and slowly retreated.
"That's what I'm fucking talking about...Enough with that kissing shit" CJ moaned.
The second plunge enguled 7 thick inches and again I unhurriedly ascended allowing my lips hit every contour. I went for it on the third and managed to take him all with the assisstance of subtle head jostling. Just after my nose passed through his bushy brown hair and hit bottom CJ sat up in amazement.
"Holy fuck fag...I've never seen that shit before" CJ hollered and added "Let's Gooo!"
He watched in astonishment as inch by thick inch became visible once again. As my mouth widened to back over the bloated head so did his eyes. I don't believe he had intented to watch my efforts, and I suspect he did not anticipate me taking the entire 9 inch hose, but here we are.
"Fucking world class bitch boy" CJ said while watching me align myself for the next plunge.
I knew I could impress him even further and took him tip to base several times in rapid succession.
"Holy fuck" He yelped as his head tilted backward with pleasure.
Some dudes prefer slow head while others are hurry up and get it down, and some dudes need to control the tempo. CJ simply allowed me to do my thing. He had to be getting close since he's been hard for hours. There is always an indication of some sort when a dude's getting close, assuming they don't say so, and after a dozen more speedy full length dives there was my cue to back off and slowly work out every drop of juice. CJ's cock swelled as he trembled ever so slightly and with each controlled descent his hips thrust as my nose hit his stomach.
"Fuck...I'm gonna fucking dump...Eat it up fag...You earned it" He stated.
CJ forced himself deep by applying a hand to the back of head and fired a sizable torent down my gullet. Another blast as my windpipe stroke his shaft on the exit trip him. He watched as I stroked out one last shot for my tongue to enjoy. CJ layed back and closed his eyes while cleaned up any residual spunk. You ever get the feeling you're being watched? I turned to the left and saw who I believed to be CJ's wife in their bedroom window. My first thought was damn she's hot, and the second, was oh fuck she watched ingest her husband's semen.
I swam to other end of the pool and out of her view. CJ looked so contented.
"CJ" I said loudly a few times.
CJ did eventually sit up and shoot me a goofy smile. He could not look more satified than this very moment.
"Oh Thank god...Bro I thought I killed you" I said quietly.
"Nah...You fucking saved me dude...Any more beers faggot?" He asked.
"Dude...Let make a deal...I don't mind the name calling during activities, but otherwise could you just call me by my name?" I asked.
"Can I call you a cocksuckering faggot when I'm interested in getting head or do I need to wait till you got me balls deep?...Fucking impressive by the way" CJ asked and laughing.
I didn't say a word and just looked at him.
"Sorry...Sounded funny in my head...I feel like I had a full body massage...Fucking loose as fuck" CJ said as he stood and stretched.
"Bro...I'm not sure how to tell you this, but...I think maybe...No I know for sure" I said and paused to select the right wordage to lessen the shock.
"I hope what you're trying to tell me is my wife saw you bobbing like a pro?" He asked as he waived toward his home.
I didn't know what to say and beleive me that is unusual.
"Please tell me she saw you jerk that load onto your tongue" He asked while swaggering in my direction.
"I'm pretty sure she saw everything...Well anything she wanted to see that is...I doubt she watched the entire show...She is probably pissed dude" I replied.
"Scotty...I warned her" He said placing a hand on my shoulder.
"Warned her?" I inquired.
"Yup...I told her when I went home to change I was getting me some head tonight" He said appearing very proud of himself.
"How could you have known I be agreeable?" I asked.
CJ smirked and said "If you got the right bait you can catch anything" as he shifted my attention to his cock.
"Fair enough" I answered.
"Scotty...Cool if I crash here tonight...I'd rather not deal with her tonight" He asked.
"Abso-fuckin-lutely" I replied.
We walked back to the cottage and CJ followed me up the stairs.
"Hey CJ...How's your wife feel about anal" I asked with a smile.
"Not a fan as you may imagine...Think I'm gonna send Cheryl a fruitbasket" CJ said as he held the door for me.
To be continued.....
"CJ" I said loudly a few times.
CJ did eventually sit up and shoot me a goofy smile. He could look more contented than this very moment
"Bro...I'm not sure how to tell you this, but...I think maybe...No I know for sure" I said and paused to select the right wordage to lessen the shock.
"I hope what you're trying to tell me is my wife saw you bobbing like a pro?" He asked as he waived toward his home.
I didn't know what to say and beleive me that is unusual.
"Please tell me she saw you jerk that load onto your tongue" He asked while swaggering in my direction.
"I'm pretty sure she saw everything...Well anything she wanted to see that is...I doubt she watched the entire show...She is probably pissed dude" I replied.
"Scotty...I warned her" He said placing a hand on my shoulder.
"Warned her?" I inquired.
"Yup...I told her when I went home to change exactly what was gonna happen tonight and she thought I was trying to manipulate her" He said appearing very proud of himself.
"Still though...How could you have known I be agreeable?" I asked.
CJ smirked and said "Bro...You just seemed like the type...No offense" as he shifted my attention to his cock.
"None taken" I answered smiling.
"Scotty...Cool if I crash here tonight...I'd rather not deal with her tonight" He asked.
"Abso-fuckin-lutely" I replied.
We walked back to the cottage and CJ followed me up the stairs.
"Hey CJ...How's your wife feel about anal" I half asked.
"Haha...Yeah she's not a fan...Think I'm gonna send Cheryl a fruit basket? CJ said as he held the door for me.
To be continued.....