The Try Guys Part 2
Usual disclaimers apply. I don't know these people. This is pure fiction. I welcome your comments. chubbyboyinbama@yahoo.com
Zach and Keith has spent most of the night talking and laughing and enjoying Chinese food while their high wore off. They didn't really talk about what had happened. Zach had not expected to be roused from his sleep by Keith's mouth on his cock, but he had fully participated and enjoyed it fully. But as they ate and spoke, and the longer they didn't talk about it, Zach wondered if maybe it had been a mistake. Or maybe Keith thought it was a mistake. Who knew?
So, after they had finished their food and both sobered up enough to drive themselves home, Zach took a moment as they were about to head out the door to the parking lot of their offices. "You know Keith," Zach said, his voice surprisingly calm considering how worried he was about what Keith's reaction would be. "That was fun and all, but maybe it's best if it doesn't happen again?" Keith paused where he stood, his back to Zach. He paused just long enough to worry Zach. Was Keith upset? Angry? Embarrassed? Something else? But finally, Keith turns and smiled at Zach. His big mouth stretched to his signature grin. "Yea," Keith said. "Maybe that's a good idea. Also...I don't think anyone needs to know about this..." Zach was relieved. "Agreed 100%." And they both went to their cars to drive to their respective homes.
Only it did happen again. A week went by and everything was totally normal. Zach and Keith were completely cordial and polite and laughing and joking like they always were. Zach had worried that it would be weird. That they would exchange knowing glances or have awkward moments of silence and that it would be weird but it was if it had never happened. So much so that Zach almost started to wonder if maybe he hadn't imagined the whole thing? Or dreamed it? But he knew that wasn't really true. It had happened. Keith had unzipped Zach's jeans while he slept and slipped Zach's thick cock into his big mouth and Zach had shot his load down Keith's throat, and then they had ordered Lo Mein. And know Zach found himself thinking about it more and more. A lot. And one night, as he was stroking his cock in bed, he found himself thinking of Keith's mouth, and his long tongue, and the way his hair felt in Zach's hand as he had gently guided Keith's had down onto his cock, and the redness of Keith's wet eyes. And before he knew it, Zach ejaculated onto his own furry chest thinking of Keith's mouth.
A week after the drunken encounter, Keith and Zach were running errands together. They were picking up some equipment, meeting with some content creators about some ideas for future collabs, and finally, scouting some locations for some videos. The two were laughing and having fun all day. And while Zach occasionally had a mental flash of Keith's blood shot eyes looking up at him from his own crotch, for the most part, Zach kept thinking how great it was that it wasn't awkward between them. It was the first time they had been alone together for any extended period of time since that night. And it was good. It was all good.
Finally, they reached their last stop of the day, a large, seemingly abandoned warehouse where they were thinking about filming an upcoming video. The space was like an airport hangar and so large that rather than park outside and walk in, Zach had driven them in his tiny car to the center of the space. They got out and looked around before deciding that the space was good and got back in the car ready to head home. They were alone in the car and in the warehouse and the massive empty space gave the feeling that they were the last two people on earth.
Zach was looking out the window at some point of interest on the far wall and waxing philosophical about the apocalyptic feel of the venue when he felt a hand gently pawing at crotch of his khaki shorts. Zach stopped talking immediately and snapped his head back to look at Keith. Keith was smiling, making direct eye contact. Zach had both hoped and feared that something like this might happen. He knew it had felt good. And there was a part of him that wanted to explore more with Keith. But there was also the fearing part of him. The part of him that despite his liberal world view feared what it would say about him if he was attracted to men and women. Fear of doing things like this with one of your closest friends and coworkers. Fear. Fear. Fear.
"Um," Zach said quietly. The look of dim panic on Zach's face was apparent to Keith, but Keith just smiled and spoke lowly. "I'll stop if you don't want me to." Zach didn't speak for what seemed a long time. They weren't drunk or high this time. They were both totally sober and in complete control of their faculties. Whatever they did now was because they chose to do it with a clear head. But just like last time, when it seemed like his body was doing things without his consent, like his mouth was saying things without his mind telling it to do so, Zach heard his own voice say out loud what he knew in his mind was true, even if he wasn't ready to admit it. "I don't want you to stop."
Again, as a passenger in his own body, Zach watched as Keith's hands fumbled momentarily with Zach's belt and shorts before gently lifting Zach's hips just enough to slip his shorts and underwear down. Zach was impossibly light owing to his small stature. With his shorts and underwear around his ankles, Keith gently pulled Zach's shirt up enough to expose his hairy chest and gently brushed his thumb against one of Zach's now exposed nipples. Zach was already almost completely erect, and this slight stimulation of the nipple got him the rest of the way there. Zach shuddered quietly and Keith moved his head toward Zach's lap and in one gulp pushed his open mouth down over and completely covering Zach's thickness.
The car was small. And Keith was very tall. Just sitting in the passenger seat seemed like a struggle, so bending himself in half so he could reach Zach's cock with his mouth seemed a Herculean effort. To try to ease was Zach felt must be a great deal of discomfort, Zach gently bucked his hips forward, bringing his lap closer to Keith's head. Keith never wavered, adjusting to the new position while eagerly working his mouth up and down. Zach couldn't help it and almost felt disappointment when within a minute, he already felt that familiar pressure build at the base of his nuts. He thought about telling Keith to wait, but before he could, he felt the rush of his climax and his hips flexed in mid-air as he shot his sizable load down Keith's throat. Zach could only grunt as he empties his balls into Keith's throat. Keith was prepared better this time than he had been the first time, and effortless swallowed every drop. As Zach slowly lowered himself back into his seat, Keith milked the last drops of semen by slowly running his long tongue forcefully along the underside of Zach's cock. Zach jerked slightly at the intense pressure post-climax, but he tolerated it well. Finally, once Zach was satisfied that he had gotten every last drop, he reluctantly pulled his mouth off of Zach's cock and gave Zach's balls a couple of ginger brushed of his tongue before finally sitting back upright in his seat.
Zach subconsciously went to pull up his pants only to have Keith gently stop him by placing his hand on Zach's, "I want to watch it go all the way soft." Zach was almost aghast. It was certainly not anything that any girl had ever asked him to do. And he couldn't imagine that this was something that anyone would find sexy, but at the same time, it was bizarre, and filthy and totally normal all at the same time. Zach instead sat there, his pants around his ankles, Keith's spit cooling his crotch as Keith looked intently at Zach's cock as it slowly began to soften.
Zach didn't know what to say. So he just sat there. Cock out. Watching Keith watch his cock. And just as he was trying to put together what to say to Keith. What an appropriate response was to what had just happened, Keith spoke slowly. "So...we are definitely gonna do that again." Keith finally looked up and made eye contact with Zach. They looked at each other for a second before Keith laughed, which finally broke Zach's spell and he also laughed. And as they laughed and Keith gingerly once again brought a thumb to brush one of Zach's nipples, Zach felt his cock, which was now just semi-erect, begin to stiffen once more.