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The next morning in fact I got a call from a haggard and hung-over sounding David at about 8:30am. "Hey bro, sorry to call you so early", he said apologetically. "I'm fucking hung over like a muther fucker. You got any of that good weed over there? I sure could use a toke up. I`ll make it worth your while". I was already rolling in bed half awake and stroking my cock as I do every morning. "Sure, come on over I'll take care of ya," I replied. "I'm in number 1728 in the back by the pool".
A short ten minutes later I heard his truck outside my apartment bedroom window hastily making its way into a parking space. I counted off the ticks from the time his truck's creaky door slammed until I heard a knock at my own. I rolled from my messy bed and got to the door. Naked with my cock at half staff from stroking in anticipation, I peered through the eyeglass to make sure. It was David.
There was his bald head, thick red side chops and goatee and a sick look on his rough skinned face. He was wearing a black Iron Maiden T-Shirt over a pair of loose grey sweats that hung over his muscular ass and legs the way they should. He had slipped on his dirty leather work boots to complete the look. I could lick every square inch of his body for hours I thought.
Standing behind the door I pulled it open and let him in. "Hey", he said looking my body over. "Thanks for letting me come over bro, I really feel like shit". He reached out and held my rubbery 7" cock in his hand and squeezed it while wrapping his other muscled arm around me, resting his chin on my shoulder in a slow lingering hug. He smelled like he had not showered, like alcohol and cigarettes to high hell. Zing!
After our cock hardening greeting I said "Come on", and led him down the hall to my bedroom. Laying on the bed I grabbed my stash from the nightstand and packed a bowl of the mean green in my pipe. He sat eagerly on the edge of the bed as I handed it to him. He sparked up the lighter and drew in the healing smoke as I watched the bowl glow red. He handed it to me and I took a draw. We passed it a couple more times without talking before it was dust.
He then laid back on the bed next to me and we cuddled slowly and quietly for a few minutes, basking in the fresh morning buzz of Humbolt green. It was so hot. We wrapped our arms around each other and kissed playfully in our high, grinding our packages against each other, getting hard and sweaty. Neither of us had showered and smelled like men who had sweat all night in bed, like a locker room after a game.
He finally peeled off his T-Shirt and threw it on the floor. Still wearing his sweats and work boots, he slid down a ways and began giving some stud attention to my cock. His bushy red goatee scuffed at my balls as he began licking and smooching on my hard shaft. He then took me into his mouth and began sucking and slurping me with urgency. His rough palms laid on my chest rubbing me and pinching my nipples playfully as he massaged my stick wit his warm wet tongue.
While I didn't mind being on the bitch end of this big skinhead construction stud, he was proving pretty versatile after all. I was starting to get that "Daddy" complex with him for the first time. He knew how to suck cock pretty good too for a dude with an old lady at home! Slithering his tongue and deep throating my leaking fuck stick, he was getting me ready to blow in short order. The smell of our bodies in the heat of it all was rising and I was high as a kite.
Then he pulled his writhing mouth off my dick and hastily pulled off his boots and sweats. They thumped to the floor as he crawled up on top of me, straddling my chest. We tongued briefly in heat as I laid under the weight of this 200lb muscle stud. He then reached around and guided my wet throbbing cock in between his cheeks. Pushing his dry hairy cherry against the head of my oozing 7" rod, he sat back upright. Wet from his spit and my precum flow, I slid into his red haired nest slowly as he let the weight of his body down on my cock.
It felt so good inside of his warm tight chute. His velvety warm cunt slid onto me like a leather glove as his muscle but cheeks rested in my groin. Bracing himself, he rubbed my chest with is sandpapery hands and began to ride my dick. His mouth dropped open and he rolled his eyes back in his skull as he moaned, "Ohhhhh yeah, that feels so fuckin good bro". It felt good to him, but I was about to blow off and he was just getting seated.
Holding me down, the muscle stud grinded up and down on my cock heavy and hard, grunting deep from the gut. "Uhh, uhhh, uhhh, yeah." I pushed up into his as much as I could but his massive muscled body was no match for my slender light frame. Finally he leaned down on my chest and we kissed again before he bear hugged me and rolled us over onto his back. Now on top of this tatted up skin stud I was able to lay into him with all of my might for a change.
He grabbed my head and pulled me into a rough sloppy kiss again and then looked me in the eye. "Come on, give it to me hard bro," he invited. Pulling his thick muscular thighs up around my torso I spit on my cock and wet it up again and slid into his stink hole. He closed his eyes and furrowed his brow as I began jack hammering him as hard as I could, hitting his G-spot as much as I could. His hairy thick legs clenched around my ass tightly as he clenched his jaw and grunted, "Come on bro, harder....harder".
Surprised at this construction stud's hunger for cock, I gave it what he came for. Slap, Slap, Slap! The sound and smell of man sex echoed in the room as I pounded his tight pasty hole, riding the muscle bitch hard and fast. He began jacking his uncut cock as I plugged him good, his head rolling around in my pillow, his eyes locked on mine with a wanting desire. "Come oooonnnnn!, Yeah" he moaned as he shot a rope of his sweet stick white across his chest and face. "Yeah, come on yea!" Jacking his cock violently he shot three more spurts off seed onto himself, his face and my headboard. Damn!
I leaned down and lapped up a mouthful of his stud seed from his hairy tattooed chest and his goatee and kissed him, tonguing his juices in our mouths as I continued to slide in and out of his cunt. Our bodies lubricated with his spunk, I slid back and forth on him as I fucked the last yards to the goal post. Feeling the tight tingle in my inner sanctum I soon exploded into the muscle stud's stinky fuck hole, filling him with four good long squirts of my own breed. I then fell on top of him and we laid together in our high sweating and kissing, sticking together in our mess.
After we came down a bit I asked, "So you have to get going now?". Laying there next to me he said, "No, my old lady went up to Redding this weekend to see her sister, wont be home til late tonight. I got nothing going today". I smiled, "You're welcome to hang out here with me if you want". He smiled and we kissed again. "Cool, I'd like that". We cuddled some more and fell back asleep as we had both been up late and were tired.
A couple of hours later we found ourselves awake again, stirring together in the stained man-stenched sheets of my bed. The light coming through the blinds could not be ignored this time. I grabbed my pipe and packed another bowl of mean ganga which we both smoked down, sending our heads in to an electric vibrating fog once again. "My hangover is fuckin gone now! So is it time to get up?" he asked kiddingly. "I guess so." I replied and then invited, "Lets take a shower". He got a wide smile on his face and squeezed my cock, "Let do".