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I didn't go to the party to get laid. In fact, I didn't really want to go at all; but he was a friend and it was his birthday. I knew the crowd would be a weird mix of his friends, gay and straight, as well as his family and co-workers. Last year I got trapped in a long conversation with his brother about anal sex. Really. His liberal, well-meaning, straight brother thought it would be a good idea to ask the gay friend for advice. He'd been trying to talk his wife into butt stuff and she wasn't budging. I remember getting a hardon trying to explain my best moves for getting someone's hole opened up until they were begging for it to be filled.
Tonight, I figured I'd make my appearance, schmooze a little and make an early escape. Maybe I'll get an update from the brother. I'm not going to lie, I still have a mental image of him trying to squeeze his straight dick into a virginal pink butthole. In my fantasy though, the hole is hairy and there's not a female in sight. In a perfect world, it would be his furry butt getting poked. Jeez, what's wrong with me? It's obviously been too long since I got lucky.
The house was packed and the party was spilling into the back yard, even though it was kind of chilly out. Julio saw me looking lost and waved me over to the firepit where a few folks were gathered, trying to keep warm. He scooted over on the bench to make room for me. It was a tight squeeze; but if I'm going to be crushed between two people, I would always pick Julio to be one of them. Julio and I were what I think of as 'peripheral' friends. I'm the gay workmate of the birthday boy. He's the gay buddy of the birthday boy's girlfriend. We only run into each other at these blended gatherings. We've always been cordial, but have never been really close. I've had a bit of a crush on him for years. Since he was already taken, we tended to harmlessly flirt with each other from a distance. All I knew about his personal life is that he had a very possessive boyfriend who usually didn't let him out of his sight.
"Thanks for saving me, Julio. I hate showing up to parties alone. It's good to see a familiar face."
"Oh man, I know what you mean. I'm so used to socializing as 'half of a couple' that I almost didn't come tonight."
"Where's Blair?"
"I thought you would have heard. We split up a few weeks ago."
"Oh sorry, bud. You two were good together."
"Bullshit! Everyone keeps telling me that, even though you guys all knew what an asshole he was. He got even more toxic and combative the last six months."
"Well, breakups still suck. Did he move out?"
"Nope. I let him keep the apartment. I've leased a new place but it won't be ready 'til the first of the month. I staying with a friend for now."
"But you're doing okay? Even if it's a relief to make the break, being single is a big change after all those years together. If you ever want to grab a beer or go out some night, just let me know."
"Thanks, man. I definitely will." Then leaning in close so no one could hear, he said, "Hey you still secretly smoke, right? Follow me over behind the garage. I want to bum a cigarette. I'm exercising my new found freedom. Besides, I have something I want to take to you about in private."
I did still smoke. So shoot me. It wasn't really that that it was a secret. It's just a bad habit and I tried not to subject others to it. We stood up and I walked behind him, admiring his ass in his tight Levis. Who knows, if he's single I might have a shot. As we came around the garage, I saw that there were already a couple other 'deviants' in the 'smoking area'; which really only consisted of a tuna-fish-can ashtray and a couple of plastic lawn chairs by the garbage cans. Julio hesitated when he saw the others. I wasn't sure what he wanted to tell me in private, but I was eager to hear it. I was pretty sure he didn't want people seeing him smoking."
"Hey Julio, I left my cigarettes out in the truck. Come on out and keep me company while I smoke."
We were laughing as we got out to the sidewalk.
"Did that sound too obvious? I was trying to protect your reputation."
"I know, right? I can imagine the party gossip getting back to the ex. Did you hear Julio's gone of the deep end? He was smoking and hanging out with his crush."
"Huh?"
"Oh, come on. I've always thought you were cute. In fact Blair accused me of having an affair with you."
"No way!"
"He said, 'I see the way you two look at each other. If you're not fucking him, you're probably thinking about it.'"
"So was he right? Were you thinking about it? I know I sure as hell was."
"Oh yeah. He was right!"
We smoked in my truck on my way to the house where he was staying. Hey, don't sound so surprised. I told you it had been a long time since I got lucky. I certainly wasn't going to pass up an opportunity like this. I confessed to him that I'd always thought he was hot. He confessed to feeling the same way. He said he'd been hoping I would show up for the party on my own. He also told me he hadn't had sex in over four months. Their relationship had turned into a war zone and they'd been sleeping in different rooms. He held my hand as I drove, eventually placing it directly over his crotch. He was hard and ready! He said the friend he was staying with was at work. He wouldn't be home for hours.
The second the front door closed, we were all over each other. Julio is a hot fucking cub. He keeps his dark hair and his beard clipped short. I'd always been turned on by his hairy arms; but I had no idea just how hairy his body was until his clothes came off. He had a great chest and upper arms; and the sexiest round, furry belly. I'd felt how hard his cock was in the truck on the way over. I was still surprised when I yanked down his boxer briefs and that thick club sprung up and smacked his stomach. He helped me get my jeans off and then pushed me down onto my knees. Then as an afterthought, he tipped my chin
"I should have asked what you're into. I just really need to fuck some ass, buddy. Are you okay bottoming tonight?"
"Oh fuck yeah!"
I started to dive onto his cock, but he stopped me with a hand on my forehead. When I looked up, sweet, laid-back Julio had an evil glint in his eye. He didn't just want to top. He wanted to be in charge. First he forced his thumb between my lips. I started to suck. With his other hand he presented his cock, keeping it just an inch or two out of reach, teasing me. He slid back his foreskin, exposing a string of precum. Pulling his thumb out of my mouth, he used it to catch his cock drool and feed it to me. Then he jacked on his cock before leaning in so he could smack it across my face. I liked the way this was playing out.
I'm a versatile guy. When I'm with a dude who wants me to top, sometimes I'll try to be dominant or controlling. I just never seem to be able to pull it off. I always feel like a pretender. Julio is giving me the impression that his amiable, nice-guy side is an act; and this cool, alpha side is the real Julio. All I know is that it's turning me the fuck on. He slowly eases his dripping cock head toward my lips, then pulls back. I stick out my tongue trying to reach him. He finally lets me take just the head into my mouth. I swirl my tongue under his foreskin and it elicits a moan.
"You gonna be my cocksucker? You want this fat, uncut dick in your mouth? Are you going to be my good boy?"
It doesn't really matter that we're both in our thirties. If he wants me to be the boy, I'm going to be the best fucking boy I can be. He lets me work my magic for several minutes before he grips my head in both hands and starts to slowly fuck my face. He cock is so fucking thick. He pushes to the back of my throat and tightens his hold on my head. He seems to know when I can't take it anymore. He lets go as I gasp for air. Then before he can grab me again, I dive back down and take him even further in to my throat. My eyes are watering and saliva is running off my chin.
"Oh fuck yeah! I knew you were going to be into this. You don't know how many times I've beat off thinking about doing this with you. The reality is even better than my imagination. I fucking love that you went back for more, before you'd even caught your breath. You are a hungry cocksucker, aren't ya? Well keep sucking, boy; but you should know my load isn't going down your throat tonight."
He put pressure on the back of my head with one hand. Every time I gagged, he would hold it a second longer, then let me get some air. The other hand slid down my back. He pushed his middle finger along my crack and used it to work his way into my hole. I heard him spit and felt it land on my ass. Then he was using it to lube his way into me while he slowly fucked my mouth. He continue to spit and probe until he had two fingers in me. Then he pushed my head back off of his cock, reached under my arms and pulled me to my feet. When he kissed me now, it wasn't just passionate like it had been when we came in the door. He was kissing me now like he owned me. He stopped just long enough to shove the fingers that had been in my ass into my mouth.
"Get 'em wet, fucker. I'm pleased with how you're opening up for me. I can tell you really want it; but I want to hear you say it. I want you to say, Please fuck my cunt, Julio. Say it, fucker!"
"Fuck yeah. Please fuck me, Julio. I've wanted your cock in my ass for years. Fuck me!"
He kissed me again and his fingers went back to my hole. He leaned into me as he pushed the fingers even deeper. With his mouth by my ear, he dropped the tough guy act just long enough to whisper,
"You are so fuckin' hot. I'm so psyched that you're into this. If I go too far, just tell me. I don't think my cock has ever been this hard!"
But then alpha Julio was back.
"You were supposed to say, 'Fuck my cunt', not 'fuck my ass' boy. You'll pay for that."
He turned me around and rubbed his boner against my ass cheek. He had one hand around my throat and the other still stretching my ass. He pushed me forward onto the sofa. He grabbed one of the cushions from the back and stuffed it under my belly; then pushed down on the small of my back so my ass tilted upwards. I heard him spit again. Then that fat cock head was against my ass. He had opened me up well. I pushed back on him and that fat fucking cock went in me all the way up to his balls. He dropped his chest down on me and held still. I wasn't sure if it was to give me time to adjust, or if he was trying to keep from cumming. Either way, he kept his weight on me and bit at my neck until I was ready to beg him to fuck me.
Before I could beg, his hips started to move. Jesus fucking christ, did his hips move. After only a couple of test strokes, he was pounding my ass so hard that I'm surprised we heard the key in the front door. The front door that was about six feet away from the spot where he was balls deep in my ass. There was no time to go anywhere. Within seconds of hearing the key, the door swung open. The only thing Julio managed to do was pull a quilted throw off the back of the sofa and toss it over my head. Then all I heard was a stranger's deep laughter.
"Are you fucking kidding me? Is this what you do to my couch while I'm at work?"
"Brant, I am so sorry! Fuck! You never get home this early. We would've gone into the bedroom. I'm so fucking embarrassed!"
They were both laughing now. With the blanket over my head, I was like a little kid who thinks he's invisible because he's hiding behind the curtains. I was only covered from the neck up. Below that, I only had my socks and a beefy bear cub to cover me. Then I realized that Julio had not gone totally soft or pulled out of me. His roommate was standing there laughing with him while we were still connected dick-to-ass. The laughing stopped. Then I felt Julio's fat cock start to pulse back to full mast.
"Uh, Brant. What are you doing?"
"Julio, if I'd known that's what your ass looked like, I would never have let you sleep in the guest room. It's so fucking hairy; and it feels so fucking soft."
"I don't want to make things weird between us, Brant. But your hand does feel fucking awesome on my ass. And we had really just started to fuck...."
"So who have you got under there? Who's impaled on your dick, bro? And more importantly, how's that hole?"
"Honestly? His hole is fucking perfect. We were actually just doing a little roleplay. He did promise to be a good boy for me."
"You know what I think? I think he would have already made a mad dash out of here if he were done for the night. Show me how you fuck him, Julio. Let's see what you got."
Upon hearing Brant say that, I felt Julio's cock pulse inside me. He leaned down onto my back and slid his head under the blanket. Before he could ask me anything, I told him what he wanted to hear.
"You heard the man, Julio. Show him what you've got."
I felt the blanket slip off of my head. I felt Julio's dick throb once more; then he slammed into me. He had one hand around my throat as he picked up right where he left off when we were interrupted. I couldn't stop myself from grunting with every thrust. I turned my head to see a shaggy blonde stud sitting a foot away on the arm of the sofa. He was probably late forties; lean, tanned and sexy. His messy, sun-bleached hair made him look like a surf bum who never grew up. He had his pants unbuttoned and he was rubbing a sizeable bulge through his boxers. At first his eyes were on Julio. More precisely, they were on Julio's thick cock as he pounded it into my ass. When Brant saw me looking at him, he reached out his hand and smiled as he rubbed my head.
"Fuckin' hell, Julio. Did you used to fuck your ex like that? Maybe if you had, he wouldn't have been such a possessive, controlling dickhead. I'm impressed, buddy."
Julio wasn't in any mood to chat. This new development seemed to appeal to him. I hadn't been plowed this hard in years. After a few minutes, his cock popped out of my ass with a slurp on the outstroke. He re-holstered it in my hole hands free; but then did it again and again. He was letting it come all the way out with a sucking sound, then speared it right back in to the hilt. Brant had kept rubbing his hand over my hair, then he leaned down and looked at me for any objections before moving in for a kiss. If there's any way to improve on some animalistic fucking, it's got to be making out with someone who looking on. When he did stop the kiss, it was to stand and push his pants to his ankles before climbing up on the back of the sofa to feed me his cock. He was cut; and his dick had a wicked curve. He was one step down in size from Julio; but it was still impressive.
Then he showed me how limber his was. He managed to keep his cock in my mouth and still stretch over me and start making out with Julio. My ass was going to be sore in the morning. Julio railed into me and doubled his pace. He broke away from his kiss with Brant to announce his arrival.
"Fuck yeah! I can't hold it! Ready for this load? I am gonna cum so fucking hard. Take it! Take my fucking nut!"
Instead of staying buried deep, he kept fucking as he shot. There must have been at least ten contractions; ten big spurts as he kept stroking. By the time he finally stopped, half of his load was inside me and the other half was in my crack and dripping off my balls. Brant dislodged from my mouth and moved down to kiss me and growl into my ear.
"You were a good boy. That was so fucking hot. Don't you dare move. We're done yet."
In a flash, Julio was on the sofa beside me, presenting his cum covered prick for me to suck clean; and Brant had started to slide into my slimy ass. Thanks to Julio's gaping my hole and the gallon of sperm he unloaded, Brant had no trouble fucking me rough and fast from the start. Still, that upward curve in his cock was taking me to new heights. If he kept banging against my prostate like that, I wasn't going to last long. Satisfied that I had adequately cleaned his cum and my ass juice off of his cock, Julio bent down and kissed me to share in the tastes. Then he reached out and started to work on Brant's nips as he continued his assault on my hole. As Julio watched his friend fuck me using his jizz for lube, he started to bone up again.
"What did I say about that hole, buddy? You like sloshing around in all that cum I left for ya? That's a five-day load you're churning up down there."
"Goddamn you, Julio. I'm gonna have to get this fucking couch steam-cleaned. There is cum everywhere. The way this fucker's ass keeps clenching, I'm expecting him to spew any minute. Let's flip him over. I want to see his face when he blasts off."
The second Brant pulled out of my hole, I wanted him back inside me. They both helped me roll over onto my back with my ass hanging off the edge of the sofa. Brant shoved a couple fingers in my ass before pulling them back out and sinking his cock in me. He used his cum covered hand to stroke my hard dick in time with his thrusts. Julio was sitting up on the back of the sofa, jacking himself and reaching down to play with my tits. His cock was dripping on my face. I'm not sure if it was a fresh batch of precum brewing or the final dregs of his five-day nut. I was on sensory overload. I wasn't going to last much longer. Brant was panting, as well. He tightened his grip on my cock.
"How you doing there, boy? I'm ready to load you up anytime; but I want to wait until you start to cum. Are you with me? As soon as your sperm starts working it's way up from your balls, I want you to beg me to knock you up. I'm not giving it up until you ask. I want to feel your muscles gripping my cock while you plead. I can see your balls tightening up, boy? Are you ready, fucker?"
"Fuck yeah! Breed me! I'm fucking coming! Fuck!"
As my first jet shot out of my pisshole, Brant pulled out and let go with a volley that hit my face. He quickly rammed his cock back inside and injected the rest deep in my guts as I continued to splatter spunk all over my chest and belly. I thought Julio might have another batch worked up by now; but even though he was still hard, he stopped stroking after the two of us came. He leaned forward and rubbed the combined loads into my fur while he locked lips with Brant. We were all wiped out. We were a sweaty, sticky mess. This was the stage of a hookup where I'd usually start planning my escape. But tonight, I didn't want to leave. I was relieved to hear Brant was thinking along the same lines.
"Well, that was a nice surprise to come home to. My balls are drained, but now I'm fucking hungry. How about I order some pizzas before we all get in the shower? I'm definitely moving Julio into the master bedroom, you might as well stay, too. I've got a big-ass bed. You were a good sport tonight. Maybe we can draw straws to see who gets to be on the bottom for the next round."
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