Late Night Ride

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Late Night RideHe said he needed a ride. I was willing to give him one, but it’d have to be after I finished work. He said he didn’t mind waiting. I half thought he’d get a ride with someone else as they were leaving. It was closing time, but I don’t think he half tried to find another ride. I think for reasons of his own he wanted to ride with me. I was okay with that, he was a good looking dude. His tongue was pierced, he had another piercing below his bottom lip, and at least one ear was pierced too. I didn’t know what else, but I was curious. I called my wife and told her I’d be a little later than usual, she didn’t mind, “Take your time, have a drink or two if ya’ want. You never take any time to yourself” she said. I didn’t mind if I did, so I asked him if he had any booze or beer at his place. He thought there might be some beer, but wasn’t sure. It was okay with me either way.I finished up by quarter to three in the morning, and we climbed into my car and I followed his directions to his house. He said he and a room mate were the only ones living there, and his roomy might not be coming back tonight after all. I’d never met his roomy, but if he was anything like D—, he had to be hot! I parked on the curb in the cul de sac, he stepped out saying, “Come on in, dude.” I followed his lead. He opened the door without a key and I followed him in to a dark house. In the kitchen he turned on the light over the stove, “Haven’t bought light bulbs in a while dude, moneys tight.” I knew the feeling. “My roomy’s car is in the driveway, so he must be here,” he said over his shoulder as he stepped to a door in the hall. Opening the door he stepped in there. I heard some muffled conversation without catching any of the words, and then he came back out. “Any beers in the fridge?” he asked. I hadn’t checked and told him so. “Get us a few, dude, I gotta pee” he said, again over his shoulder, as he stepped to the farther door down that hallway.I retrieved a few beers from the fridge and twisting off their lids I dropped ’em down an empty paper towel roll poking out of the full trash can. This place was a mess, bachelor living… The sound of his pissing seemed to echo down the hall from the open door, and I needed to go myself, but waited until he’d stepped out. Passing him in the hall, I handed him a bottle of cold beer while he zipped up and I started unzipping to take my turn at the head. I left the door open just like he had, I could hear him saying, “dude, you sure piss loud!” I laughed at that, “You too, dude!” I hooted back at him.As I stepped out he called me saying “C’mon, I’ll give you the three cent tour. The tour didn’t take thirty seconds. He showed me an extra room that was empty, another bathroom, which had no light. He showed me his room with clothes all over the floor and a bed with no sheets or blankets on it. The place was a wreck, but what the hell, I didn’t live there. We went back to the living room and he turned on a fan as he walked by it, then flopped onto the couch and scooted towards the end by the wall where he raised a blind on the window. “Let a little star light in,” he mumbled. I took a seat on a work out bench near his end of the couch. “Long day man,” he said draining his beer, “You ready for another?” I finished mine too and nodded yeah at him. He jumped up and stepped down the hall into his roomy’s room again, I heard some grunts and what sounded like a few smacks, and then he came back out, stopping by the fridge to retrieve the beers.”What was all that about?” I asked him. “My roomy’s beer, he didn’t want us to drink it, so I smacked him awake and told him I’d replace it tomorrow.” Hell of a deal, I thought to myself, as he dropped the lid from his beer behind the couch, by the wall. I laughed at that, then handed my beer cap over for him to deposit it also. He stretched to reach me, and complained about an ache in his shoulders and back as he did. “Sorry about that,” I told him, “Next beer I’ll sit on the couch too and drop it back there myself!” He chuckled and said, “It’s alright dude, foot ball injury from a few years back, high school…” I figured it was my turn to go for the beers, so I stepped into the kitchen bartın escort and got two out of the fridge, but he passed me as I went back to the couch, on his way back into his room mate’s room. There were some more thumps and smacking sounds, and I wondered how beat up his roomy was going to look in the morning. He didn’t come out right away, so I stepped a little closer to maybe hear better. I lit a smoke and used an empty tomato can on the counter for an ash tray as I stood in the dimly lit kitchen sipping my beer. I noticed my smoke was blowing away from me, and when I looked to see why, I saw that there was a hole punched all the way through the wall just above counter height! His roomy’s room was on the other side of that same wall, so I leaned down closer to hear whatever I could. The sounds I heard though, surprised me. Slurping sounds and low moans, two voices moaning, one in a hushed and husky way, and the other as if the lips were pursed, or… maybe filled? One dude was sucking off the other one! The room was dark so I couldn’t see which was which, but there was no mistaking the sounds! The moans came closer and more intense, the slurping sounds too, then came a few “Oh yeah’s”, and next a hoarse whisper from D—‘s voice saying, “Damn right, and you owe me for that bitch!”That didn’t tell me which had done the giving or the receiving, but it did tell me that this was no regular room mate relationship. I hotfooted it back to the couch, and sat down just as I heard the roomy’s bedroom door open, and then D— emerged from the dark of the hallway. “Your beers gettin’ warm,” I said, not too loudly. “I’ll get us another,” he responded, stopping off at the fridge before coming to join me on the couch. “How’s that shoulder and neck ache doin, bud?” I asked him, knowing that if he’d been the one giving the blowjob, his neck was probably a lot more sore and stiff by now. He stretched some as he sat next to me, rubbing the back of his neck with his empty hand, “sometimes it just aches…” he said.I sat my beer between my thighs and said, “lemme see if I can rub some of that stiffness out for ya’, least I can do after helping you drink your friend’s beer…” He turned his back a little more squarely to me as I began to massage his shoulders right up by his neck. His wavy blond hair tickled the backs of my hands as I squeezed and kneaded his muscles. He flexed one way and then the other, showing me where he wanted a little special care. I was only too happy to oblige. He pulled his tee shirt over his head, and glad for the feel of his bare flesh under my hands, I said kind of low, “Yep, that just happened…” He giggled a bit at that, then held a hand over his shoulder, “Gimme your beer dude, mine is empty.” I handed him my half bottle of beer warm from being between my thighs and right next to my ever hardening cock. “It’s kinda warm,” I murmured. “I like it hot!” he said, as he turned the bottle up and drained it.He leaned back towards me, saying, “Get up dude, I’m thinking I’ll stretch out a mite for this.” I stood and he turned in his spot, his eyes going straight to the healthy bulge in my jeans, as if he’d anticipated it. “I know what you want,” he said, as he stood halfway up and dropped his baggy jeans, kicking them out of the way. I didn’t know if he really did, or what he was willing to do about it, but his tanned body was beautiful in the starlight coming through that open blind as I saw the erection tenting out the front of his holey tighty whiteys! “Looks like great minds really do think alike,” I muttered, half hoping that he wouldn’t just flop onto his stomach on the couch expecting me to finish the damn massage.He didn’t disappoint me either, he reached out with both hands and unfastened my belt and jeans, then peeled them back and with one deft motion freed my cock into the night air right in front of his face! “I was hoping you’d have a big one too” he said, as he swallowed my cock all the way to my balls! Damn, did he really just say too? I hadn’t seen his cock yet, and I was dying to, even though he was blowing me like a pro, I couldn’t wait to get at his! I tugged my own tee shirt up over my head, leaving bartın escort bayan my arms in the sleeves, and marveled as his full lips went all the way from my pubes to the very end of my cock head where they kissed it, and then slowly opening wider until he was pubes deep in my fuzz again!After maybe five minutes of this slow deep throating he backed off, and stood up in front of me, casually hooking a thumb in his briefs and stepping out of them to let flop out a cock easily as long as mine but almost half again as thick, and it was even veinier that mine is! The veins running along the length of his dick were the same size around as my little finger and it was easily the most beautiful cock I’d ever seen! “You like what you see,” he asked smiling at me. “I love it,” I mumbled into his chest and abs as I slid down his bod mouth first and reaching to angle that huge cock up to my eager lips!There was no way for me to deep throat him like he’d done me, his cock was just too thick for that. But though it was rock hard he had looser skin on his, and I wondered if that were an effect from the circumcision. I was cut too, and I’d seen plenty of big cocks, regular and small ones too, but I’d never seen one quite like the huge handsome cock this dude was hung with! I marveled at it, even as I stroked it with both hands as I slurped all over it. His big balls felt velvety warm on my hands and I just had to heft their weight, and taste their texture too! If any man could make me his bitch, I was willing to bet it would be the owner of a cock like this, but I had no intention of being anybody’s bitch then or ever, let me tell you!After a few minutes, he pulled me to my feet along his torso, my body rubbing softly against his until our cocks were nuzzling against one another, and throbbing. “Do ya’ wanta fuck me?” he breathed into my ear between kisses. I grunted something into his open mouth past our flashing tongues, and he turned in my arms, then leaned forward over the couch. My upright cock nestled right between his firm hot ass cheeks and I fucked him between his buns just like that. “I don’t wanna put it in dude, my wife…” I whispered to him. “I gotcha man,” he moaned back at me, “just rub it along the hole like that, oh like that…” he said, as his body started to quiver before me. My own cum was boiling forth too, and soon sprayed up arching over his broad tanned back and landing all along his spine, shoulders, neck and in his blond hair! His tanned body looked so sexy covered in my cum, but I spun him around quick too, to get some of his cum spurted onto me too!Again, he didn’t disappoint. He sprayed another three or four geysers of his jizz through the air between us, onto my chest and abs, just as my last belt or three of cum sprayed across the front of him too! Smiling like two canary filled cats we sagged against each other, panting with the exertions of our pleasure and floating on the orgasmic waves that still wafted through us. Damn, this dude was hot!He cleaned me up some with his tee shirt from the floor, but not before I’d taken a swipe through his jizz on my chest with a finger and sucked it off! He laughed, then leaned to me and licked some off me himself, and then it was my turn to tongue bathe his front, and his back! The sun was coming through that open blind before we’d gotten our jeans back on, and I was settling my tee shirt back in place and reaching for a cigarette when I heard his room mate’s bedroom door open again! I turned half thinking that D— had gone back in there, but no, it was the roomy coming out. He waved a small wave to D— and me, then as he ducked his head into the fridge he said something about a silhouette show. I didn’t catch on right away, but when D— hollered for him to bring us another beer each too, I suddenly remembered that hole in the kitchen wall… The hole I’d listened to them through earlier…(When D— had entered his room mate’s room…)The slapping sounds that sounded like fists landing, were faked by each dude as the one woke the other… But, first, here is what happened in that darkened room.D— quietly closed the door behind himself, eyes not even adjusting to escort bartın the blackness of the room. He knew where the sparse furnishings all were, here a dresser, there a bedside table, a few steps farther the bed. On the near end of the bed would be a pillow or two, and on the pillows would be his roomy’s head. His room mate preferred to sleep nude, and always had, he also kept a fan blowing on him on low at night, the fan was humming softly now. There would likely be a thin sheet covering whatever it still covered of his friend’s sleeping body. That would soon change. He tugged his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor by the bed.He reached down in the dark and his fingers touched the light stubble of his friend’s jaw. Softly they walked up the planes of his face, to his eyebrows, and just as softly they snuck secretly back down his cheeks to cover his beautiful lips. A sudden movement alerted him to his waking, and he let his hand slide down to lightly cup his friends long throat. He could feel the pulse of blood in the arteries there, and wondered about the other pulsings of his blood. He leaned down as he allowed his hand to slide slowly along the bare chest, skittering lightly across the nipples and muscles beneath, his hand skirting the sheet in piles above it as it caressed the warm flesh of it encountered in it’s travels. A sigh made itself heard then, a sigh of lust and wanting, he sighed in return, but his was the sound of anticipation.Indentations made themselves felt in the front of his jeans, as his prone friend’s hand slowly began to explore him there in the dark as well. Slowly the two felt of each other, and slowly their excitement grew as evidenced by the bold stiffening of their cocks and the hardening of their nipples. As the one leaned down still farther, the other sat up some. Now they were eye to eye with each other’s crotch, and as he felt his zipper slowly being pulled down he pushed the sheet the last bit away from the swollen and arching cock. He felt the moving air of the fan as his own cock sprang free, jutting out in front of him into the darkness and then encircled softly by his lover’s grasping hand.Lowering himself to the bed and at the opposing end silently, he nestled himself down comfortably and familiarly, his body against that of his warm and wonderful friend. Neither had relinquished thier exquisitely tender hold on the other’s cock through this change of positions, and he slowly pistoned his long legs in the air as his partner used his other hand to slide the denim of his jeans and briefs down and off of his tanned and hairy calves. Now they were both naked and close, the slight breeze of the fan rustled in their pubes as it caressed their flesh with a lovers warm breath. Lips stretched purposely around swollen cock heads simultaneously in the dark, and in silence the two slowly and blissfully slurped and sucked each others dicks, knowing as only true lovers ever know exactly when to squeeze at the base to hold off the inevitable and when to hold on for dear life as the other’s cock shot it’s treasure of payload as far as possible down the other’s throat, sending geysers and geysers of hot young man jizz down inside the firm and flat bellies of each of these studs, simultaneously.At last they each lay back sated, each cradled by his friends long body length, nestling warmly against the firmness of each others firm and fit young bodies, and enjoying the afterglow of this sexy secret they shared only with each other. One eventually dropped a hand to the floor by the bed and retrieved the jeans he’d dropped there moments before, then passed them across himself, scooting to one side a little as the other flipped them up and kicking his feet into his briefs and jeans, arched his back and tugged them up to his waist. That same dude did a slow roll then and standing, he zipped up his fly. He scooped up his tee shirt and pulled it over his head again, too. Then there was the low sound of two blown kisses in the dark, and he stepped to the door and let himself out as silently as he’d let himself in. The roomy who still lay in bed lay there staring up at the ceiling, still drenched in their cum. A dreamy smile on his face, the taste of fresh cum still on his lips, and thought of the wondrous dreams he might have when again he found himself slumbering. The dreams were always better, he knew, with freshly emptied balls and a warm and full memory…

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