Contains oral sex between two married guys. Owned by the writer Glenn Freemen.
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The days following that incredible weekend were very interesting. Every once in awhile, usually at work, I'd recall the taste of his semen, and had these images of his hairy cock sliding into my mouth. Part of me couldn't believe that the relationship with my one and only brother-in-law had turned sexual, but on the other hand, it just seemed to fall naturally into place -- so to speak.
When the phone rang in my office on Wednesday afternoon, it was Gary. We hadn't spoken since the weekend and when he said hello, there was a pleasant moment's silence. I could only respond with, "Hey, big guy" -- referring specifically to his cock to see what response I'd get.
"You said a mouthful" he replied with a sly laugh. "Speaking of mouthfuls, I hope you're still available this weekend. The girls are going shopping out-of-town, but they decided they're only going for the day -- that leaves us about 6 hours to hang out. Are you up for it?"
"It's happening while you're talking" feeling my hardening penis in my pants. Why don't you come over to my place this time buddy - we'll make a day of it, and uh -- wear those shorts of yours -- or at least bring them, okay?"
"Absolutely -- and you make sure you're wearing yours too" he said confirming the plans to play with our dicks again.
Sunday didn't come fast enough for me. I slipped on my old shorts and put my equally old and worn out jeans on top, only to find out Gary had done the same. We kissed our wives goodbye waving them down the road. We talked for a few minutes outside, with these huge grins on the whole time knowing what was coming. Once we were comfortable that they hadn't forgotten anything and weren't returning, we ran to the house and tore off our blue jeans. There we were, two good-looking guys, best buddies, brothers-in-law, standing there facing each other our clearly defined dicks hanging loosely in these old shorts of ours.
Man, I've just got get a whiff of that dick and those hairy balls of yours. I've been thinking about it all week. He smirked while I sunk to my knees pressing my face into his cloth-covered dick taking in a good deep breath. I don't what it was about him, but the scent from his groin was intoxicating. He held my head lightly and moved his cock back and forth against my face. "Glad to be getting reacquainted with my dick again, buddy"?
"Fuck -- your smell drives me crazy! Let's go to the couch and get started on some serious cock-sucking".
We moved over to the couch watching each other slip out of our shorts. Somehow, we knew this week would be different than last's newfound adventure. We stood half-naked our semi-hard cocks dipping into the other's bush. We slid down to our huge couch, tossing all the throw pillows onto the floor turned opposite ways so that we were both lying comfortably sideways, one leg bent giving head access to the other. I love the 69 position, getting totally hot watching the other guy play with, touch, lick and suck your cock while his is a just tongue-tip away.
I watched him and felt him as he grasped my shaft and started to lick it, then swirled his tongue around the head like the first taste of a new flavored ice cream cone, resting the tip of his tongue in the slit of my penis. I thrust my hips forward and he looked up at me and smiled. We were connecting in a way I had never even imagined and now, he loved it as much as I. I had to lay my head back for a few minutes and savor the sensation of his tongue caressing my sac and shaft from top to bottom then placing his strong fist around my shaft he would jerk it slowly.
Both of us had kept our t-shirts on as it was really just good cock pleasure we were after.
"I think I know what you want" he said as he started to reposition himself moving himself so he would lying on top of me.
I repositioned myself, moving onto my back as Gary got onto his knees, squatting over my face so I had a perfect view of his hairy crotch. He dipped his bag on my nose rubbing it into my face then just flat laid down and started grinding his fat cock and hairy sac all over my face. I loved it. I breathed in all of him and loved the fact that his penis was touching my nose, eyes, eyebrows, hair and mouth. He knew I loved it and kept it up for a while, dangling his dick above my face, lightly brushing my hair with his pubes, and his dripping dick-head, always looking down at me with big smile knowing both of us were enjoying it.
I don't think I can remember being that stimulated and I'm not sure how he continued what he was doing without cumming. I would have shot my load in a second, but, he knew I was enjoying his man scent and manhood, and he looked like he was in ecstasy. Finally, he thrust his cock deep in my throat at the same time he fell on top of me taking my cock in his mouth until his lips were in my bush. I fucked his mouth while he fucked mine, his balls resting on my nose on every deep thrust. We starting bucking like maniacs and I grabbed his hairy ass cheeks making sure he went in as deep as possible.
Suddenly, we burst. He pushed too deep down my throat and I had to lift him off a little so I wouldn't choke, while I pumped up like an oil well, filling his mouth with my semen watching a little of it drip down my shaft into my bush. But, he licked up every bit of my cum as I did his. Then, we collapsed, his limp cock now resting comfortably on my face. He snuggled his nose into that place between my bag and my thigh.
We woke up about 20 minutes later, totally blissed out. I sucked, or should I say -- slurped - his penis one more time as he was getting up and we both slipped our shorts back on. Contented and silent, we padded our way into the kitchen and slapped together some hefty sandwiches then plopped back down on the couch we were just sucking each other on, to watch a movie I had rented the night before, "Waiting for Guffman".
We had a great laugh, and at some point during the movie, we started fondling each other's dicks again throught the leg and over the material of those old shorts, just to lightly play with each other's crotch. It was like our penises were small pets needing attention and wanted to be touched; twirling the pube hairs, gently lifting his bag, petting his cock. Neither of us got hard, we were just enjoying each other. The movie was great, and just as we were getting up to leave I asked if I could have one more sniff. He opened his legs, and put his hands behind his head. I got down on my knees ,and starting at his socked feet, ran my nose up his right hairy leg and in between his thighs, I got my nose under his balls and breathed in deeply grasping on to his thighs, I lingered over his penis sucking it in my mouth, letting it out, and rested my face on his dick. He reached down and stroked my hair.
"You know you can have this anytime you want, right"? he half asked and half stated.
"You just do to me what you did today and I'll be one happy guy," I said, my hand relaxed on his thigh.