5 comments/ 46210 views/ 5 favorites Me And My Best Friend By: kiwiguy2006 I had known for a while I was attracted to him. Not just his body but everything about him. The way he could make me laugh when I felt down or the stupid jokes he cracked. But up until now I could never have told him. See I thought he was straight – he had a fiancée, always checking out other chicks and always going on about females. That all changed when he found out she cheated on him. He got pretty down and started seeing an older woman who he just wanted to shag. Now I'm sure he knew how I felt...I'd seen the glances and heard the comments but up till now had been to scared to tell him how I truly felt. Not scared he'd say he felt the same way to but scared he'd freak out and I'd lose my best friend. Then it happened. I was talking to him online one day when he asked me why I didn't have a girlfriend. I made up some shit but he kept pushing and pushing until finally I said that I liked him. He sounded abit shocked at first but asked me what I meant. I told him how for three years I had been waiting for a chance to tell him how I wanted to be with him. I thought nothing more of it as he made it clear there was no way in hell it was happening. So I thought nothing of it until a few weeks later when I was staying at his place. We had been out for dinner and had a couple of beers – nothing much. As he had work early in the morning we went back to his place and went to bed – Brad to his room and me to the spare room. He had been acting strange and since this was the first time I'd seen him since telling him how I felt I just put it down to that. I was just dozing off when I heard him yell out my name. He asked me to come into his room. So I slipped my boxers back on and went through. He told me to take off my boxers and get into bed with him. I was shocked. I had wanted this for so long and after being told it would never happen I didn't know what to say. I slowly took off my boxers and got into bed beside him. I had never been so nervous in my life. He reached over and started to stroke my cock. In seconds I was rock hard so I started to do the same to him. One thing I noticed was he was big. "I don't know why I'm doing this, but you're my best friend and it took guts to tell me how you felt." I moaned as he kept stroking. He grabbed some lube from his drawer and drenched my cock in it. "This is going to be the only chance you ever get to do this so make the most of it." His tight puckered hole was pointing straight up into the air. He was begging for it. I put the head of my cock at his entrance and pushed slowly. I could hear his breathing getting deeper and his hole tried to tighten. I told him to relax. With just my head in he told me to keep going. I pushed and slide all the way in. The sensation of his tight arse around my cock was undescribable. I could hear him whimper and asked if he was ok. Without waiting for a response I slide my cock out and then in. He buried his head in the pillow. I built up a slow rhythm and as Brad got used to my cock in his arse he rocked in time with my thrusts. Then my animal urge took over and I started going faster. My balls slapped against his perfect arse as I pounded him into oblivion. After awhile I felt my balls swell up and I knew I was close. A couple of thrusts later and I dumped my load up his devirginized arse. I kept going until i was to soft to continue then looked at his arse, my cum oozing out of it. I kissed his neck and ears, savouring the moment. Meanwhile his cock was being lubed up and he got ready to fuck me. I went down on all fours and felt his head burst through my ring. I had never experienced anything like it. My arse was on fire being attacked by his monster. I had a tear in my eye as he slid his cock all the way in. He wasted no time in building up a fast pace. I squeezed my arse muscle together but this just made him even more determined and he went harder and faster. He pulled out and got me on my back. As his eyes locked with mine he slid back in, the sharp stretching sensation rippled through my body. On and on it went, harder and faster until I felt an incredible explosion of warmth deep inside me. He just stayed there for a few seconds before pulling out. I put his still hard dick in my mouth and clean it using my tongue. His sweet nector tasted so good. We lay there for about 10 minutes just cuddling but eventually I went back to my room with the nights memories and a red raw arse. The sad thing is I've never managed to get a repeat performance. No matter how many times I tell him it was the best night of my life he just pretends as if it never happened. I guess though I still got my best friend so that's a positive. He's got himself a girlfriend now and she's always telling everyone about how great he is in bed and how big his cock is. If only she knew the truth. This is my first submission so all feedback is keenly accepted. Thanks. Any ideas on how to get a repeat performance is also welcome. Me and My Best Friend Tommy Front page of a major New York newspaper dated 7th August 2007 MAJOR DRUG ARREST 'The arrest of Tommy Coster for the possession and supply of drugs will make our streets safer.' states NYPD narcotics detective Sam Copeland. Coster's arrest follows the execution of a search warrant at his apartment which located cocaine and methamphetamine with a street value of over four hundred thousand dollars. 'The drugs were bagged and ready to go.' further stated Copeland. 'We were lucky to intercept them when we did.' Below the headline was a photo of Tommy being bundled into a waiting police car, it was clear enough to capture the look of disbelief and desperation on Tommy's face. It was a fit up, the whole thing a complete lie. I knew the truth and what really happened, why my good friend Tommy was arrested, but I also knew in my heart his situation to be hopeless and that he was going away for a long, long time. The thought that I could've very easily been going with him sent a cold shiver down my spine. It was a rainy Friday night six weeks ago that I got involved in all this. I can remember vividly; sitting in my car after dropping work friends off after a night of dining and drinking. I was just two blocks away from Tommy's apartment considering whether I should drop in and see him, for it had been a while since we last caught up. I could have easily driven straight past his apartment, but as luck would have it there was a park right outside. I pulled in and switched the engine off, counting the windows from left to right and four down from the top, there was light showing from the sides of the curtains. Yes, he was home. The heavy rain was ricocheting high off the pavement under the doorway lights as I contemplated making the dash across the flooded road. After a thoughtful minute or so, I pulled my jacket collar up as I exited the car and sprinted for the shelter of the apartment block. And so set off a chain of events that would haunt me for many years to come, had I known I would've driven straight past his apartment and not become embroiled in this sordid little episode. But like a lot of things we come to regret, it seemed a good idea at the time. Tommy and I had grown up together; we lived three doors away from each other in a less than desirable quarter of Brooklyn. As boys, we were inseparable, the twins we were called, Tommy Coster and Pauley O'Brien. Our friendship brought our families together, but for Tommy and me it was bond that would last forever, or so we thought. We played together, and we fought together in the tough Brooklyn neighbourhood. We took our first drink together and our first cigarette; and we lost our virginity to the same girl on the same night. But most of all we laughed at the world together, can there ever be better friends than that? It was drugs that were the instigator of our eventual falling out. At the age of seventeen, Tommy began to develop a liking for marijuana. For me, drugs were a big no-no. My mother was a counsellor who specialised in drug problems in families. From an early age I knew first hand what drugs did to people, I'd been in her downtown clinic enough times to witness the devastation of people coming through those doors. While I was never a goody two-shoes, I drew the line at drugs. Unfortunately, Tommy didn't. A slow bitterness developed within us as I tried to convince him of the evils that lay before him, a bitterness that ended in a fist fight that neither of us won but both regretted afterwards. Things were never quite the same after that night. My parents always had great plans for their children and for many years they saved hard for our education. I was the youngest of three, and by the time I entered college, my brother and sister were working in good careers. I followed in their footsteps and studied hard in veterinary science, a subject which had intrigued me from a young age. Tommy, who was the far brighter of the two of us eventually managed to hold down a regular job at a power utility company. As the years passed us by, we slowly drifted apart due to the different social circles to which we were attracted to. But whenever we did get together, it was like old times with plenty of laughs and good fun. We always agreed that we should do it more often, but like many promises made it never much came to fruition. I hammered loudly on Tommy's door with a series of coded knocks from our childhood days that identified friend from foe. Seconds later the door was flung wide open and Tommy's smiling handsome face appeared. "Evening sir, I'm from the facelift society." I stated with the utmost sincerity. "Being the ugliest person on the block, your neighbours volunteered your name for a free facelift." Tommy's grin widened as he beckoned me inside, "Fuck you O'Brien. If anyone around here needs a face lift, it's you." We embraced like the long lost brothers we were and then insulted each other a few times just for old time's sake. It was then that I noticed Tommy's hair was wet and freshly brushed. A quick glance round the room found a pair of high heel shoes on the floor, a black leather handbag on a table beside a wine glass and an empty beer can. It was obvious that Tommy had company. "Hey, am I interrupting something?" I asked Tommy who was already making his way to the fridge. He returned with two cold cans and an evil grin, "An hour ago you might have, but it's all over now. Impeccable timing on your part." "An hour?" I exclaimed sarcastically taking a comfortable two seater chair for a ride and making myself at home. "Shit, back in the old days you were a two minute wonder." Tommy laughed loudly. Back in the old days his old girlfriends used to complain bitterly that he was a sexual glutton with the stamina of a hyena and never knowing when to stop. I doubt things had changed too much since then. "So, how have you been you old bastard?" I asked remembering that he was two weeks older than I. After a few minutes of chatting involving more than a few impolite insults, I became attuned to my surroundings; and that there was someone moving around in the bedroom or bathroom. My eyes flicked inquisitively towards the door that led to the hallway, Tommy noticed and winked at me. "That's Carol getting out of the shower, she'll be out in a minute." he offered. Tommy always had an eye for attractive and young looking petite girls; they looked great in school uniforms he often lewdly suggested. I was therefore much surprised when Carol eventually made her appearance, for she was not what I expected. Both Tommy and I were in our twenty sixth year on this earth, and the tall and attractive lady that entered the room had a good ten years on both of us. She gave me a most embarrassed smile as Tommy introduced us, for it was obvious what they had been up to. My eyes were drawn to her as she retrieved her empty wine glass from the table and made her way to the kitchen to replenish it. Carol moved elegantly in her bare feet across the carpet, the long Rolling Stone's tee shirt I knew to be Tommy's swishing around her thighs. She had great legs; slim but shapely if you know what I mean. Returning with her glass she settled into the couch and cuddled in affectionately beside Tommy while holding the tee shirt in place over her thighs for. I wasn't sure if there was too much under that tee shirt, if anything at all. The lighting was better near the couch, and as we chatted aimlessly I got a better look at Carol. She wasn't exactly beautiful, but she was a handsome woman even without make up. Her dark hair was short and styled with light highlights. Her pretty face was oval with big eyes, their colour not identifiable from where I was sitting. I liked the smattering of freckles on either side of her nose. Her lips were full and I knew what they were probably doing not too long ago. It was obvious Carol liked to smile a lot as she talked, which showed off her perfect teeth. Whenever possible, I allowed my eyes to fall to her nipples which stood proud either side of Mick Jagger's nose under her tee shirt. I also managed to steal a few glances of her legs which were folded behind her; I've always had a soft spot for nice thighs. But it was some time before I noticed the wedding and engagement rings on Carol's left hand, and I was kind of surprised. Like most young guys, the thought of taking an older married woman to bed was always a fantasy, but in reality the opportunities were slim. I didn't know one married woman who would even be tempted do such a thing. Was I disgusted at what Carol had been up to with Tommy? Hell no, I was jealous. It was the naughtiness of it all, what she was thinking while Tommy was between her thighs and what may happen if her husband found out. Did he know; maybe he'd given his blessing for his wife to sleep with other and younger men. My own sex life mainly consisted of casual relationships with a few long term ones thrown in over the years. I'd never quite met the little miss right, but was having as much fun as I could until I did. My sexual encounters had all been one on one; I hadn't managed any sordid threesomes or orgies, but they sure as hell interested me. As the alcohol flowed the conversation eventually turned to Tommy's and my younger days, mainly because anything about Carol was off the agenda for good reason. We laughed as the stories of our old antics rolled out, the practical jokes we played on others and their revenge that was often handed out in retribution. We were like a couple of likeable rogues; we used to get up to all sorts of mischief, most of it harmless and entertaining to others in our close knit neighbourhood. Like the time we let the tyres down Cathy Abernathy's boyfriends car. Cathy lived across the road and used to have her boyfriend around when her parents worked late on Friday nights at their butchers shop. Old man Abernathy was a hulk of man and an ill-tempered prick to go with it. His lovely and supposedly innocent young daughter was out of bounds for the likes of the local men who eyed her substantial titties with some interest. Truth was that Cathy quite liked to show them off and spread her legs for the local boys on a regular basis. Cathy's boyfriend at the time was a bit of a yobbo and had already been banned from the street by her old man. When old man Abernathy arrived home a little earlier than usual and found his dishevelled daughter and the boyfriend outside his house looking at four flat tyres, the shit really hit the fan. He completely lost it and started to kick the boyfriend's car doors in. Unfortunately, that car was the boyfriend's pride and joy, and the fight that developed was judged by the neighbourhood as the best in years. Now old man Abernathy was a fighter from way back, but the boyfriend was younger, fitter, angrier and not unskilled in ability to inflict pain. As no-one bothered to call the police, the fight was a long one and encouraged onwards by the horde of cheering neighbours. They eventually battled each other into bloody submission, and I suppose that old man Abernathy won in the long run because the boyfriend never came back again. Tommy and I were shitting ourselves for the next few weeks, as it was common knowledge who let the tyres down which led to the altercation. Cathy didn't seem to care, and a few months later let Tommy have a good look at her titties, and more. Such was Tommy's bravery; but it was too close to home for me. Tommy and I were on a roll and had Carol in hysterics more than once as the stories of our delinquency rolled out one after another. Then it came to the loss of our virginity to a young lady named Erin Robson. Carol seemed to have a morbid interest in the fact that young Erin robbed both Tommy and I of our virginities on the same night. She prised every bit of detail out of us she could and laughed at the audacity of it all. We told how we had gone to a party at Erin's house while her parents were out of town. The party got broken early up by the next door neighbour who was on alert by her parents. When everyone else left, Tommy and I stayed. Tommy managed to get himself invited to Erin's bedroom leaving me the responsibility of looking after her father's beer stock. I was kind of jealous really because I knew that Tommy would be getting his rocks off for the first time. Erin had a bit of a reputation for putting out. A good while later; Tommy came out with one of his famous smiles and asked if I wanted a turn with Erin. Like any boy, I too dreamed of what it would be like to get laid. There wasn't one moment of hesitation even though my best friend in the world had just been there. With all the speed of a gazelle I sprinted into Erin's bedroom with a quickly growing erection. Erin was waiting for me on the bed, a sheet pulled up over her breasts. She asked if I was really a virgin, and when I replied with my most sincere voice that I was, she pulled back the sheet off her nude body and suggested that I might want to take my clothes off too. While young in years, Erin Robson was an accomplished lover. More than once she sucked my manhood until I was on the brink of exploding before letting me down gently. She then climbed aboard me and looked into my eyes as her sopping wet pussy slid down on my cock for the first time. Erin chuckled at the look of pleasure on my face as she introduced me to manhood. When I got close to exploding, she slipped around on me, dropped her sopping wet hairy pussy lips onto my face and explained exactly what was required of me. I was later introduced to the doggy and missionary positions before Erin let me finally explode deep inside her. Later when we were all dressed and together, Tommy asked Erin which of us had the biggest cock and who was the best? She giggled and said that she couldn't remember, but if we came back another time she would pay more attention. It sure was a night I'll never forget. Over the following few days we swapped stories telling of what Erin did to us in quite fine detail. Most of the finer details of our romp with Erin were added by Tommy whose memory of that night all those years back seemed better than mine, and were still vivid in his evil and devious mind. With all the skills of a gifted orator with a little exaggeration thrown in, Tommy made it a good story for Carol's eager ears. Carol laughed at the end, "You guys are disgusting, you should be ashamed of yourselves." Tommy grinned, "Oh yeah, you ever had a virgin?" Carol shook her head, "Nope." "Ever had two guys in one night?" Again Carol shook her head. "Would you like to have had two virgins in one night; are you not just a tiny wee bit jealous of what Erin had?" Tommy asked. She smiled as she contemplated Tommy's question, "Probably, it would have to be a bit of fun wouldn't it? But what's the chance of finding two virgins in New York?" We all agreed; it would be near impossible. "How about two guys in one night?" Tommy asked as he prised himself away from Carol and made his way to the kitchen for more drinks. He returned with two more cold cans and half a glass of wine, "This is the last of the booze folks; I'm all out after this. So Carol; what about having two guys at once?" I guessed Carol was becoming more uncomfortable with the conversation; it was okay when it was about me and Tommy, but now it was about her. Tommy was enjoying putting her under a bit of pressure and watching her squirm a little. I kept quiet and listened. "Dunno, two guys at once doesn't appeal to me. One after the other might be okay, under the right circumstances." "And what circumstances would those be?" Carol took a sip of her wine and thought about the question for awhile, "Dunno really. It would have to be only two of us in the room at the time; I wouldn't like anyone else watching what we were getting up to." "So that would be okay?" Tommy asked. "I guess." she answered. "Well here's your big chance. You've already done me tonight, why don't you take Pauley here into the bedroom and take him for a ride too?" Tommy's suggestion surprised both of us, his audacity leaving us speechless. He laughed loudly at the stupid looks on our faces. Carol turned and poked him hard in the ribs with her elbow, "Don't be disgusting. I could never do such a thing." Tommy pulled a face and rubbed his ribs and then slid his hand up her thigh, "I bet your pussy is soaking wet again." Carol stopped his wandering hand and removed it, "Don't." Tommy laughed, "Look at Pauley over there. Don't you thinks he's a good looking guy? I know for a fact he doesn't get laid very often, so you could be doing him a big favour." I laughed at Tommy's comment for he had no idea how often I got laid. He was just trying to piss me off. Carol turned to me and smiled cynically, "Oh, I bet he gets plenty. He's the type of guy girls like, that's for sure." I just winked at her and got one back. "So, not a bit tempted?" Tommy enquired and then looked over at me. "What do you think of Carol? She's fuckin great in the sack, gives great head and got a nice little tight pussy. Wouldn't you like to take her for a little ride?" How do you answer a question like that? Say no and you've insulted her, say yes and you've accused her of being a slut. I felt myself bush under their scrutiny and hoped a little diplomacy might work. "She's a very attractive lady." I sensibly replied. "That's not the question." Tommy threw in. "The question is; being a hot blooded male, would you like to take Carol for a ride?" "Course I would." I stammered. "Gotcha." Tommy cried as he turned to Carol. "What about you, how about giving Pauley a bit of what you just gave me? Or are you too scared?" She looked over at Tommy and then me as his hand moved gently across her thighs, it might just have been my imagination but her nipples seemed to have grown substantially under that tee shirt she was wearing. Tommy gulped his can down greedily as he slid from the couch and gave a knowing wink. "I'm going down the road to get some more beers. I'm gonna be gone for awhile, gives you two a chance to get better acquainted." "Don't be bloody stupid, it's pissing down out there." I offered. "No problem, my car's in the basement, there's no way I'm gonna get wet." Tommy replied as he climbed into a heavy jacket and headed for the door. "Have fun guys, and clean up your mess." Seconds later, Carol and I sat looking at each other in an awkward silence. It all seemed kind of wrong, but Carol was most desirable and there was an attraction that I couldn't ignore. After a short time she chuckled and it broke the moment of unease. "We don't have to if you don't want to?" she purred. "The question is do you want to?" "Do you?" I asked nervously. She gazed over at me for a few seconds, our eyes locked in nervous contemplation. "Mmmm, would I like to fuck you?" she said. "Right now, most definitely. I'm just fighting the guilt of tomorrow. How much do you want to fuck me?" "As I said before, you're very attractive, but more than that I think you're sultry and sexy. I've never been in a situation like this before." Carol tilted her head a little in a questioning manner. "I mean that most girls I been to bed with, I've known and there's been a little seduction. I've never met you before, and here we are discussing whether we should go to bed or not." "Mmmm, good point." she replied. "But doesn't that make it more interesting?" My eyes slipped down to the rings on her left hand, her eyes followed mine. "Yes, I'm married but not happily. It's a long story and I'll leave it for Tommy to tell you about, if he wants to. Does me being married make a difference to tonight?" I shook my head, "Makes it all the more exciting." "Good answer." Carol said making her way over to my chair. "Enough talking I think, let's just do it." she added straddling me. Me and My Best Friend Tommy Carol took my face in her hands and kissed me briefly on the lips before pulling away a little. She smiled and waited for my response, it was clear she wasn't going to do all the work. I leaned forward so that our lips were just touching and slipped my tongue forward, her mouth slowly opened allowing my tongue to find hers. She was an accomplished kisser, her lips and tongue gently teasing me and increasing my arousal bit by bit. She smelt nice, a mix of soap and perfume, her slippery tongue tasting of wine. My hands slipped up her warm thighs and under the tee shirt to find the string of her G-string panties. Feminine fingers undid the buttons of my shirt and found my nipples. Carol dropped her face and ran her tongue across them in turn before sucking gently on them. My arousal was swift, I could feel my erection growing beneath her and the gently rocking of her pelvis against me suggested it had not gone unnoticed. For the next few minutes we explored each others bodies, the passion building slowly between us. I lifted her tee shirt high exposing her breasts for the first time. They were full and heavy looking, her dark nipples erect and pointing directly in my face. Carol leaned in to me so that her right nipple was just touching my lips. I allowed my tongue to touch the tip and then slowly explore it. A deep sigh escaped her lips as she then offered the left one to me to suckle on. The next few minutes became almost frantic as Carol moaned with pleasure as I licked and suckled her warm breasts, she would drag her lips to mine and kiss me passionately for a few seconds before again thrusting her nipples forward for more play. Her tee shirt was soon removed and discarded to the floor leaving her breasts free. I rolled sideways on the chair, Carol's strong thighs holding in place as she settled beneath me. My tongue caressed her stomach as I slid downwards into a kneeling position between her wide spread thighs. The red triangle of her G string was twisted to the side leaving her pussy bare and displaying a neatly trimmed landing strip of dark curls above. Even in the dim light I could see her full lips were pink and swollen, a reminder that Tommy had already had his evil way with this delicious lady. Any hesitation about giving her a nice licking was eliminated when her hand pulled my head right in close. "Don't be shy." she cooed. "It's all nice and clean." Carols lips were already slippery with arousal; my face was soon buried in her warm canyon and my tongue raking her clitoris causing her to writhe before me. She moaned as I slid a finger deep inside her and then another causing her to cry out loudly. For the next few minutes I tormented her pussy with my tongue and fingers as she pushed against me. Her juices ran freely from her leaving my face and fingers slippery as I worked. "Jeeeezus, you're good at that." she whispered more than a few times. She then pulled herself away from me and grinned, "No more licking pussy, let's fuck or we'll run out of time." I'd just got to my feet when Carol's hands pounced on my belt and quickly released it; my trousers were quickly undone and pushed downwards. She then eased the waistband of my boxers away and peeked inside, Mmmm; let's see what's in here?" My boxers were soon on the floor and my cock firmly in Carol's hand, "Oh my, my, what a nice big cock." I looked down as Carol's hand gently caressed my shaft as she explored it with her eyes; she turned her face upwards and looked at me while rubbing her cheek over the head. She then turned and slipped her warm lips over the head, I could feel the pressure of her sucking hard and then loosening her lips allowing a loud slurp to escape. Her tongue then began caressing the head and eye causing me to sigh deeply. Leaning forward, Carol then sucked me deep inside her mouth nearly taking my full length. I could feel the head touching the back of her throat before she slowly withdrew until it was only resting on her tongue. Taking the shaft in hand, Carol then began to suck and stroke me slowly. Her technique was exquisite, her tongue gently rolling across the head of my cock as her warm wet lips suckled me. My eyes were drawn to her wedding and engagement rings as they move up and down my shaft with a slight twisting motion. As her tempo picked up a little I felt my usual self control wane and the first stirrings of an orgasm. "I'm gonna cum if you keep doing that." I wheezed. Carol dropped my cock from her mouth and grinned mischievously up at me, "Can't have that can we, not yet." Easing herself back on the chair, Carol spread her thighs just wide enough for me to kneel between; she slipped a finger between her proud pink pussy lips while she waited for me to take up her invitation. Reaching down for my cock, she guided it straight to her opening and pushed up on me. My cock slid effortlessly right in to the hilt causing Carol to moan loudly. Her pussy was deliciously warm and tight, her wetness allowing my shaft to slide easily back and forth. "I like it long and slow." she purred as one hand toyed with her nipples and the other on her clitoris. I adjusted my strokes so that the head of my cock just about fell out of her and then slowly pushed back inside until our bodies slapped against each other. I could feel Carol rolling her pussy up and down as I moved inside her, and it was all very, very nice. I lifted her feet from the floor and eased her knees back against her chest which allowed my deeper penetration. Her glazed eyes were half open and looking up at me, and she gave me a nice big smile. "You're fucking good at this." she whispered rolling away from me and getting to her feet. "Let's try the bedroom." Carol led me by the hand into the bedroom. I ignored the untidy bed and held her at arms length admiring her lovely curves. "You've sure got a killer body." I remarked as my eyes seduced her. She laughed, "For an old lady you mean." "Age doesn't come into it." I replied truthfully. "You're something else." "Aw what a sweetie." she said giving me a little kiss as her hand slipped around my cock. "Let's fuck." Carol pushed me playfully back on the bed and knelt beside me. Her warm lips and tongue were soon doing their good work and she moved closer so that I could play with her wet pussy. After a short time Carol slipped a leg over me and moved her pussy over my waiting cock. "No hands." she challenged, manoeuvring her warm lips over my cock and allowing herself to slide slowly down on it. Taking my length fully, she then rotated her pussy on it. I could feel her muscles tighten up and then release a few times before she started to move up and down. Her breasts swung tantalising in front of my face and I lifted my head to catch them. Carol leaned forward so that I could lower my head back to the pillow and then held them still so that I could suckle upon them. My hands caressed her back and then I eased her downwards so that we could kiss. My cock slipped noisily from her pussy, but without breaking our kiss she reached back and guided it back inside her. Sliding her feet directly under herself and raising her body into the crouching position, she took my hands in hers for balance, and then began to rock her pussy up and down on my cock taking care it didn't fall out. She was amazingly strong and supple and bounced up and down on my cock for some time before lowering herself onto me. She then guided my legs apart and placed hers inside mine, her nice thighs squeezing her pussy tighter onto my cock. There was something about Carol's lovemaking that was unique, maybe it was the maturity, or the fact she was so sensual. Maybe it was the fact she was married and all this was taboo. No matter what it was, she was the best lover I had ever encountered. She was passionate but confident in her needs, but took care to make sure that I was well taken care of. Our bodies were slippery with sweat as we ground out our pleasure together, our kisses passionate and urgent. We rolled over into the missionary position and I rode her slowly as her feet dangled high in the air above me. With Carol's arms tight around my neck she smothered me with kisses. After what seemed to be an eternity, she lowered her legs to the bed and pushed my body away so that her hand could reach down to her clitoris. "I'm starting to get sore." she whispered with a little smile. "You've worn me out, but I want one more little cum before we finish." Supporting my weight with my arms, I looked down at Carol's face as she toyed with her clitoris. "Do you want me to do that?" I asked. "Thanks but no, only this girl knows how to make me cum." she murmured. "You just keep fucking me like that." I could feel little tremors flow through Carol's body as she toyed with her clitoris, and slowly she began to pick up speed. Her face twisted with concentration as her orgasm got closer and closer, her breathing now more deep and erratic. And then it arrived. Carol moaned loudly as she pushed high from the bed, easily lifting my weight as she did so. Her finger continued to torment her clitoris slowly for many seconds and then she slowly began to relax. She lifted her sopping finger to her nipples and rubbed them gently in turn. Mmmm; that was good." she whispered smiling up at me. I dropped my lips and kissed her at the same time pushing my cock hard up inside her. Her legs surrounded my buttocks and held me tightly as we kissed passionately, then she eased herself upwards on the bed until my cock fell out. I found the fact that my less than clean cock was lying on Tommy's sheet was quite amusing and grinned at the thought of reminding him when I saw him next. Carol continued to embrace me, her hands and tongue caressing me. I slid upwards so that my cock lay between her pussy lips without penetrating them. "So, I suppose we better do something about that." she whispered into my ear. "Oh, okay." I muttered without enthusiasm as I rolled from Carol and lay on my back. She laughed as she gave my swinging erection a quick flick of her fingers, "We can leave it like that if you like, or I could blow you." An evil smile appeared on my face, "I suppose a blow job would be okay." Carol rolled and positioned herself between my legs, taking my shaft in her hand she stroked it slowly and then lowered her mouth over it. Again her technique was exquisite, her tongue lapping the head while warm lips suckled me. "Turn the light on so I can watch your face." she asked. "I want to see what you do when you cum." I reached over and flicked on the bedside lamp, the light enveloping the room displaying the carnage of sheets and blankets around us. "That's better." Carol muttered as her lips enveloped my cock. I looked down as her hand slid up and down my shaft with twisting motion, her lips were perched just over the head and I could feel her tongue gently working the head. Periodically she would lift her mouth and dribble a little saliva for added lubrication for her hand. Sensing my orgasm was on the way, Carol settled down into a nice rhythm, her stroking speed constant as I squirmed beneath her touch. On and on she worked bringing me quickly to the brink of ecstasy. I looked down to find Carol looking lovingly up at me, as my cum filled her warm mouth. I watched as it dribbled from her lips down her chin as she suckled me to the end, I heard myself gasp with pleasure as my waning orgasm rippled through my senses. She removed my cock from her mouth and rubbed it over her cheeks while grinning up at me. "How was that? From down here it looks like you kinda enjoyed it." she suggested sliding forward and easing her pussy over my cock. Unable to muster up an answer, I watched as she pulled a little grimace as her pussy slid right down to the hilt. She settled down on me then looked at what to do with her cum covered hands. With a smile, I passed her Tommy's pillow. "I can't use that." she complained. I pushed it up to her face and wiped her chin, she had no option but to take hold of it which sorted out what to do with her soiled hands. "Some friend you are." she muttered a few seconds later examining the pillow's condition. "I know, but I won't tell if you don't." picturing Tommy's face on the pillow. "No one more deserving than him." Carol leaned backwards until my cock slipped from her pussy; she took hold of it, held it against her navel and gave it a few playful squeezes. "You're pretty good lay." she suggested. "I like your bod and your dick." "But not my intellect?" I asked cheekily. "Nope, can't fuck that." she quickly replied. We sat touching each other for some time, my hands caressing her warm curves while she toyed with my wilting erection. "I'm glad we did this." she offered. "There's something about you that I like. You're a nice guy and I wish my husband was half the man you are." I didn't say anything. Carol smiled, "Sorry, I don't mean to leave you with a bad opinion of me, it's just that I'm lonely and need a little loving. You were around at the right time. I like touching you, roll over and I'll give you a quick massage." I rolled over onto my stomach and felt Carol straddle me. Her hands began working my neck and shoulders, her touch was firm but soothing and I felt myself drift off into my normal post orgasmic slumber. Carol leaned forward and began gently kissing my neck, "It's okay, just relax and let your body take over." The next few minutes were magic; Carol gently massaged my back and then asked me to turn over. Again straddling me, she began working my chest concentrating some time on my nipples which was real nice. Then she slipped from the bed and my clutches, "I need to shower and then get home." I joined Carol in Tommy's small shower; we laughed as we washed each other and then clambered out taking turns to dry each other. She was a little surprised when I started to get another erection. She gently patted the head, leaned down and gave it a kiss and then wisely stepped away. Back in the bedroom, I helped Carol get dressed, as you can imagine the bra and g string took some time. We were surprised to find Tommy in the lounge watching TV as neither of us had heard him return. He smiled knowingly at us, "So, how was he?" "Much better than you, especially the size of his dick. Twice the size of yours." Carol offered jokingly. We all laughed; me more than Tommy. "So what's two guys on the same night like?" Tommy asked. "Good fun." Carol replied as she slipped her high heels on and then picked up her handbag. "But I gotta go." Tommy got to his feet as Carol made her way to the door; she stopped and gave him a nice kiss. For some silly reason a twinge of jealousy slipped through me, Carol then turned and gave me a little goodbye kiss. "You're a better fuck than him." she whispered giving me a knowing wink. Seconds later she was gone. "That's some woman." Tommy offered as he headed to fridge for another beer. "Who is she?" I asked. A smirk appeared across Tommy's face, "She's a cop's wife. Her old man's busted me a couple times for possession. A nice touch don't you think? He busts me and I keep his wife happy." I frowned at the thought of any consequences He shrugged his shoulders, "That's the price of not paying your wife enough attention. Anyway, I didn't know she was a cop's wife when I met her. She was just a lonely lady I met in a café; we hit it off right from the start and the next thing you know she's up here sucking on my dick." "Does she know that her old man's busted you for drugs?" Tommy shook his head, "Nah, she knows that I know him, but not why. That's fine by me so long as I get my rocks off." "It's a dangerous game Tommy." I said. He just grinned and shrugged his shoulders. It was late when I got home that night, and for the next few days I dwelt on my time with Carol. I knew I should be repentant, but I found myself fantasising over the romp playing it back and forward in my mind. On the following Friday, Tommy invited me over for a drink. He mentioned that Carol was coming over and she asked if I was going to be there too. I didn't hesitate to say yes. Later that night after a few drinks, it was my turn to go first with Carol. Our second romp was better than the first, the nervousness gone and the expectations known. It was exciting and physical, but eventually Carol brought me to a timely end before she was too worn out for Tommy. After a shower, I watched Carol close the bedroom door behind her and Tommy and jealousy again plagued me. I could have gone home, but I stayed so that I could kiss Carol goodbye when she appeared an hour later. For the next five consecutive Friday nights, Tommy and I entertained Carol in his bed. We graciously took turns to go first, and no matter whether I was first or second, Carol made love to me like no one else had before her. I confess to being besotted by this lovely lady. Then I got a career opportunity that I couldn't turn down, an invitation to visit a South African game park and work on a big cat project. I was taking the place of a more senior person who pulled out at the last moment. My excitement took another road as I packed my bags ready for my flight. I confess that Carol took second place during my time in South Africa, the wonderful weather, the people and the animals stole my heart. The only time I thought about her was when I was in my uncomfortable camp bed, again the jealousy of what she and Tommy might be up to interrupting my tiredness. I was met at the airport by my mother on the return flight all those months later. The first thing she did when we got into the car was to place a newspaper in my lap. Tommy's arrest was on the front page. As she swung the car out of the airport car park, I read the details of his arrest. My mother turned and looked over at me, and solemnly told me that he just got seven years prison without parole. Although my mother and I communicated frequently while I was away, she deliberately didn't tell me about Tommy. I was glad she didn't for it might have ruined my trip. It took some time for me to get up the courage to visit Tommy in prison. His appearance staggered me, his head was shaved, his eyes had lost their sparkle and the famous smile had gone. He told me how Carol's cop husband had found out about them, how the methamphetamine had been planted in his apartment before the raid which was about two weeks after I had flown out. I'd known Tommy all my life, and I knew that when Tommy said he was a regular user of marijuana but never had anything to do with methamphetamine, I believed him. I suggested appealing his conviction with my help, telling the court about our romps with Carol Copeland, and how her husband planted the drugs for revenge. Tommy smiled sadly and shook his head; it was the way of the street he told me. It would never happen in a million years, his previous drug convictions would always go against him. He changed the subject asked me about my trip to South Africa, and I cherished his smile as I told my stories. I later drove away from Tommy and his prison with tears in my eyes. I was sorry for the plight of my good friend. I confess to guilt for my own freedom, for I too could have easily been convicted alongside Tommy and my life also ruined. I would later think about Carol and whatever became of her. What would I say to her if I ever saw her again, what would I think? In some ways I hope I never lay eyes on her again. I think that's best, don't you? Me and my Best Friend's Dad It had all started one summer afternoon. I was 19 at the time and had lived at home while I had went to college and for the purpose of this story, so did my best friend Tyler. Me and Tyler had been friends since 3rd grade and I had gotten to know his family but things haven't been going that great with his family for a few weeks. A few weeks ago, his mom and dad had gotten into an argument over his dad's work so his dad had moved into an apartment not that far down the road. His dad (Jason) and his mom have started to get along greatly with each other since then and I think I heard his dad saying that he was trying to move back into the house before the summer had ended. A little bit about me, I had a nice body too with muscles big enough for me at my age and a nice six-pack. i had always thought I was straight until a couple of weeks ago at college that I had my first gay experience at a party which threw my sexuality off track and I was lost and now I'm just trying to find myself. Well anyways, I was bored one Friday afternoon when I had decided to head over to Tyler's house to see what he was up to. I had seen Jason's truck out front of the house, which had to mean he was over for a visit as usual. After knocking on the front door and getting no response, I started to head home when something had caught my eye. I thought that I had seen two guys sucking each other off on the T.V. through the blinds, reflecting off of Jason's rolled up window. After not knowing what to believe, I crept back up to the window in order to see that what I saw was true. There on the T.V. were two dudes naked, giving each other head. I had to see who was watching this so I looked around the room to find Jason sitting on the couch, masturbating to this! I was surprised to what I saw because I had always thought that Jason was straight since he was married to Tyler's mom. I also have to say his body wasn't that bad either. I had never seen Jason naked before and he was very sexy! He had some big muscles and a six-pack since he worked out a lot. He also had a slight tan and had short grey hair which I thought was weird because he was 43 which seemed like a young age to me and he had short grey whiskers around his mouth and chin. But I say his best feature was his dick. It had to be at least 11 inches long and it was thick too! Jason was sitting on the couch, beating his meat furiously while the two guys on the T.V. started to fuck each other. After some time had passed, Jason had tilted his head back and started to moan and yell in pleasure. He was yelling and moaning so loud, I could hear him through the window. "AH! Oh yes! YES!! Oh yeah! UGH!! Suck my dick, Clay!" Jason screamed. I Couldn't believe on what I was hearing! Jason was fantasizing about me! At that point, I was guessing Jason was about to blow his load because the guys on T.V. started to cum on each other and he started to tighten up. He started to moan loudly again as he started to cum all over himself. "OH YES! Drink my cum boy! Drink it all! EAT MY SPERM!!." After about a minute of this, Jason had released his cock and started to relax on the couch with his eyes closed. A lot of time had to have past when I had came back to reality. Once I came too, I realized that my cock was trying to grow to full length in my shorts. I also started to become paranoid, hoping nobody had notice I was staring into Tyler's house so I quickly jumped away from the window and tried to hide myself until I had reached my house. Back inside my room, I started to strip down naked and fantasize about this sexy daddy since my parents weren't home. Only a few things had ran through my mind as I thought about Jason sexually: How big that dick was, how badly I wanted him, how badly I wanted that cock in my mouth and up my ass, and how bad I wanted him to drench me in his jizz. As I jerked off, I knew at that moment I wanted that dick and I was gonna get it at all cost. Later that day, I had returned to Tyler's house but this time, in order to see Jason, who greeted me at the front door, just wearing shorts and smiling at me. "Hey buddy, Tyler isn't home right now. Him, his brother, and his mom all went to Newton Falls for a family reunion and won't be back for the next 3 days" Jason explained to me. I knew this was gonna be my once I a lifetime chance so I had quickly made up a lie in order for me to stay. "That's alright" I started off, "But I was wondering if I could stay here with you for the night because my parents had left to go bail my sister out of jail in Columbus and they locked the door so I can't get in my house and this is my last place to go to." Jason smiled a little bit bigger. "Sure you can stay" he agreed. "Come right in!." After Jason had let me into the house, he cooked us both dinner and we chilled out in the living room, watching T.V. until it grew dark outside. A wrestling commercial came on the television which then allowed for the night to start heating up. "That reminds me" Jason started off talking to me, "I seen you and Tyler wrestling the other day in the front yard and you almost had him. I wanted to show you a few moves in order to help you pin him quickly if you don't mind." "No, I'm cool with it" I answered laid back. We both got down on the living room floor and we started to wrestle. We did moves repeatedly until I had gotten it down. Everything was going great for about a half hour until I felt a sharp pain in my right shoulder. "OUCH!" I yelled slightly as I grabbed my shoulder. "What's wrong" Jason asked a little worried. "Did I hurt you?" "No, you didn't." I answered calmly, "It's just my shoulder. It feels like it's cramping up or something. Ow..." "Let me feel" Jason said as he reached over and gently grabbed my shoulder, feeling around for the knot. "There it is. Your muscle must have knotted up. I can massage it in the shower along with the hot water beating down on it if you don't mind" he asked me. "I don't really care, I just want for the pain to go away" I said. And with that note, Jason urged me to head to the bathroom with him. In the bathroom, Jason started the shower water and we both turned away from each other and stripped down. Without looking at one another, I hopped into the shower first. Jason started to talk to me from the other side of the curtain. "I'll be back in a minute, I have something to do first" and with that, he was gone from the bathroom. Being alone in the shower, I let the running water beat down on my shoulder which really felt great. a few minutes later, Jason had returned and hopped in the shower behind me. He grabbed my shoulder and started to massage which brought some relief and he started talking to me. "So buddy, how have you been doing" he asked me. "I've been doing good so far but, I'm really confused right now" I confessed. "What's been bothering ya?" he asked. "Well, I feel confused about my sexuality. I always thought I was straight until a couple of weeks ago at college when I had this experience with this guy. I felt it threw my sexuality off and now I feel stupid for going through this at this age." "Hey..." Jason said in a caring way "Don't beat yourself up over this. You can be whatever you want. You can be gay-straight-bi or whatever and don't worry about what people think of you either. You gotta be you, follow your heart and you gotta make yourself happy. We are not here in order to please others, just live life wherever it takes you, and you'll be satisfied. I had to learn the same too long ago." I was surprised. "You were confused about your sexuality too?!" I asked. "Yes, I was" he replied. "But I know I made the right choice on what I want in this world, and eventually it will work out for you too." My shoulder has released the knot and Jason stopped massaging my shoulder. "There you go, all better" he told me happily. I was so glad on what Jason had told me that it felt he started a love fire inside of my heart and I didn't want for it to die out so I had to do something quickly. I pretended to feel light-headed so I fell back in to Jason's arms, pretending to faint. Jason held me up and spoke to me curiously. "Are you alright?" "Yeah...I just feel a little light-headed is all" I lied. We then both looked into each others eyes and our hearts started to beat a little faster. Jason leaned down and kissed me on the lips. I was amazed at first but then I enjoyed it. The kiss was passionate but feisty. After we stopped kissing, I could feel his dick starting to grow and it poked me at the back of the leg. He then looked down at my 9 inch boner that was growing. We smiled at each other and I turned off the water. We hopped out of the shower and started to dry off. After a few minutes, I felt Jason picking me up and carrying me off to the living room like I was his bride. In the living room, Jason had covered the couch in towels so that way if we were wet, we wouldn't ruin the couch. Jason plopped down on the couch and I was laying in his arms still as he grabbed the remote and put the gay porn that I had seen on the T.V. earlier, back on. It started off with the 2 same dudes sitting on a couch, watching a gay porno of their own as they started to make out. Me and Jason looked at each other with a passion and we started to kiss. Jason had a hold of me with one arm and was moving his other free hand down my thigh and continuing down my leg. I had one arm around him and my other free hand was slowly going over his pecks and playing with his nipples. We teased each other with tongues and Jason started to rub my nipples with his thumb as I rubbed his biceps. Jason started to slowly lean me back and kissed me all over my neck. Jason started to move slowly downwards on my body. He started to lick and bite my nipples for a few minutes. He continued to head downwards still and kissed my six-pack while slowly stroking my cock. He finally reached my dick and started to go down on me. He slowly bobbed his head up and down on my dick before taking it back out of his mouth and spitting on it. He rubbed the spit all over my cock before slapping it against his lips and tongue. He put my dick back in his mouth and started to go a little faster up and down on me. I looked back at the porno and saw one of the dudes feeding the other dude his dick and then slapping it on his face. Jason started to stroke me again and kiss above my cock and my stomach. He opened wide again and started to suck me off again. I started to fuck his face by forcing my hips up and down. Jason let me try to force my cock deep into his throat. Jason stroked me off while kissing my waist and stomach again. Jason wrapped his arms around both of my thighs and went all the way down on my cock, trying to get it all in without gagging. I put my hand on the back of his head and he held himself there for about 20 seconds until he came back up, grasping for air. He left a little spit trail from my dick to his mouth and then went back down for an even longer time. Jason did this for about 15 minutes, choking on my dick for periods of time. Each time was longer than the last. He let go of my thighs and pulled me towards him and we started to kiss again. "How-was-that?" Jason asked me in between kisses. "It was-amazing-have-you-done it-before?" asked in between kissing his lips. "Oh-yeah-I-had practice-before. Sometimes-with-buddies-at-their houses-or-sometimes-when-Tyler-and-his-mom-were-gone, I-would-go-down-on-Rodney-all-the-time" he explained. We stopped kissing as I looked at him surprised again. "You had gay sex with Rodney?" I asked. "Yeah all the time when Tyler and his mom were gone or I would whenever me and him went out somewhere. He was always dying to get his hands on his daddy's dick" Jason explained. I was puzzled on this new information when Jason got off of the couch and on the floor in front of me, wanting for me to join him on the ground. I got up too and sat down with Jason and he started to explain to me what he wanted to do next. "Okay, Clay. Do you know how to 69?" he asked. "Well yeah!" I said with an excited smile. "Good" Jason said smiling back at me and he had me lay down on my back. He got on top of me and exposed his hole for me to rim. He sat on his knees so he wouldn't crush my chest and then he lifted my legs into the air. I started to rim his ass as he slowly stroked and teased my cock. I stuck my tongue into his hole several time and I started to finger him. He let out little moans letting me know I was doing a good job for it being my first time. after a few minutes, he started to reward me by sucking my dick again. He got even more comfortable by putting my legs behind his arms and he started to play with my hole and he started to spank me lightly. He grabbed my ass tightly and fingered my whole with one hand, spanked my other cheek lightly with his other hand, and continued to blow me with his mouth, all in one! I started to feel like he needed some more treats for giving me so much pleasure so I started to tease his cock with my hands while I stilled rimmed and fingered him. After a few minutes he lifted up his back end to put his dick in my face and I started to blow him. His cock was so big and I tried my best to fit all of him that I could in my mouth. His dick was too big in order to be right above my head so it went a little down my neck as I licked his shaft up and down. I had to do my best to get that dick all the way down my throat so I inhaled all that I could and took him all in until I touched his balls with my nose. I wiggled it around in my mouth, trying not to gag and trying to hold myself there for as long as I could. Jason started to moan louder and a little faster, which allowed for me to know I was giving him the works. I finally had to let myself breath so I took his dick out of my mouth and I coughed over and over, trying to inhale all of the fresh air I could. "If you don't feel that you can't get it all in your mouth, I wouldn't advise that you try to take me all in" Jason told me. "Just take in as much as you can." And with that, he went back to rimming my ass. I had to please Jason all I could so I took him all in again, up to his balls and I started to play with his hole again. He started to moan even louder than last time and I took him out of my mouth, trying to breathe again. He lifted himself up on all fours and turned himself around until his dick was facing me. "Let me help you breathe if you want me all the way in your mouth" he said. Jason lifted my legs up in the air and started to explain to me what to do. "First, relax yourself" he started to explain, "You can get more in if you chill out. Breathe through your nose for air when you need it. Don't try to take me in all the way at first. Just get in as much as you can and then try to take more of my cock in your mouth inch by inch. And finally, if you feel like that you need to get your mind off of gagging, hum. It's quite difficult to hum and gag at the same time." I obeyed on what Jason wanted me to do and he slowly inserted his cock into my mouth. He had to at least be 5 inches in when I could feel him at the back of my throat. I started to breath in and out through my nose while slowly trying to get 6 inches in my mouth. After some time, I got to 8 inches in my mouth and Jason was enjoying it. He had tilted his head back and started to moan softly while holding my legs up. Eventually I got all 11 inches in my mouth and Jason was in heaven while I continued to try my best to relax. "That a boy, Clay" Jason said softly. "Oh, suck my dick. Suck it. Your gonna get a big hot reward later on in your golden mouth." Jason started to stroke me off too but slowly so I could save my cum. Jason took his dick out of my mouth and looked down at me while he slapped it against my face. his dick was so big it reached the top of my head. He then stood up and I got on my knees as I went back down on him with something came up. I had gotten Jason halfway down my throat when he got stuck. I started to panic a little while he tried to calm me down. "Oh a weak spot" he said with a grin. "It's alright Clay, just open wide and I'll do the rest." I opened my mouth as wide as I could get it and Jason pulled out his dick, and I could breathe again. "This happened a few times before with my wife and Rodney. They weren't careful enough to stay wide open and they got my cock stuck in their throats. Its easy to pull right out once they open all the way again but I like to have fun with it" Jason teased. "You better inhale all the air you can and open up again." I inhaled as much air as I could and opened up my mouth as wide as my jaws would let me. Jason inserted most of his cock into my throat again and got stuck once more. Jason grabbed the back of my head one more and pushed his cock all the way down until my lips were touching his pubes. He looked down into my eyes that started to water with his pleasured face and moved my head back and forth quickly, even though he was stuck. He tapped the back of my head, which I knew was the signal in order to open wide again and he pulled himself out, leaving me to gasp for air and allow for the tears to roll down my cheeks. I wiped the tears away and looked back up at Jason again as he held his dick and instructed for me to open again. I opened wide again and Jason shoved himself back in again and stuck himself once more. I started to tear up again and looking at Jason, he left himself in his mouth as he talked to meet sweetly. "You're a good boy, Clay. You deserve to get my dick as a treat. Don't cry" Jason said as he wiped my tears away. "You'll get it in your ass soon enough." I felt like I was gonna pass out but at the last moment, Jason pulled himself out and I began to fill my lungs with fresh air again. This went on like this for about a half hour. Jason would insert himself, have a little fun with me and sweet talk before pulling himself out and I regained air again. Jason finally stopped and helped me up off of my knees. "Sorry I held my dick in your throat for so long, I just wanted that same pleasure again" he apologized. Jason then turned towards me and hugged me tight to allow for me to know he wasn't trying to be cruel. It was okay for me and soon enough he had me by the hand, taking me upstairs. We got to the master bedroom and he started to kiss me passionately before pushing me back on the bed. He got on the bed to, on his knees in front of me so we were at the same eye level, and he started to kiss me again. He stopped shortly after to explain to me what was gonna happen next. "You did so good for allowing me to have my pleasure, you are going to get the best rimjob of your life! Turn around and on all four" he ordered. I did what he told me to do being so thrilled about what was gonna happen next. Jason spread my cheeks open with his hands and started to rim my ass like never before. He poked his tongue at my whole and started to lick it up and down before opening it a little and sticking his tongue inside. He spit on my hole and then licked it up. He licked and played with my balls and started to tease my dick with his tongue while he was at it. Jason started to quickly taste my dick and then lick my ass and repeated that for a few minutes. After that, he took each one of my nuts into his mouth and massaged them too. He was licking my dick and started to spit all over my hole before licking it all up. He quickly ran his tongue from side to side all over my hole and then stuck his tongue back inside me. He started to tease my ass with licks and then he started to finger me. First it was with one finger, then two fingers, then three fingers, and then four fingers. He was about to fit his whole hand in my ass when I couldn't take the irresistible pleasure anymore. Me and my Best Friend's Dad "Jason please! I want you to fuck my ass with your big cock! Fill my hole up with it! Rip my ass apart! Make me ride you all night if I have to in order to get that hot cum!" I had begged him. "I thought you would never ask!" he said sexually. He stopped rimming me and grabbed my ass several times. He left the room for a moment and returned with some lubrication. He put the lube all over his dick and then started to slowly insert himself inside me. It started to hurt at first so I had asked for him to stop. "Relax your ass, Clay. I'll stop pushing until you feel ready to continue" he said gently. It was about 5 minutes until he was ready and back at it again. He slowly pushed himself slowly into me until he was all the way in. My ass was on fire but also filled with pleasure. Jason slowly pulled out, being careful with me until his penis head was still left inside. He started to insert himself again a little quicker than last time and then back out until his tip was left inside me. This happened for about another few minutes and then the pain had left me. Jason had started to pick up the pace and in no time, he had a hold on me by my hips and was fucking me swiftly. After some time, Jason got off the bed, still inside me and pulled me off the bed until my dick was squished against the side of it. Jason got on his knees on the ground and continued to fuck me like that for another 15 minutes. I was in so much pleasure and I had to hang onto the bed for support. "Oh Jason!" I moaned, "Your dick is so big." Jason picked me up and laid me on the desk on my side and was fucking me hard. Shortly after, I was on my back, on the ground with my legs in the air, him plundering my ass still. Eventually he had me back on the bed, facing away from him while he fucked me. In the final position, Jason had me sitting on his lap, still holding me by my hips and we kissed before he drilled me. I was bouncing up and down on him like I was in a massage chair. We were both moaning so loudly no wonder the neighbors didn't hear us. After a long time, Jason had stopped drilling me and had me get off of his lap. He had me sit on my knees, on the floor while he left for the bathroom to wash the smell of ass off of his dick. He returned shortly, jerking himself off furiously and came over to my face. "Open wide Clay, I've been waiting for this moment for a while" Jason said. I opened my mouth and started to suck his dick again and matched the speed of his hand. I kept bobbing my head up and down when Jason started to moan loudly like how he did earlier that day. "AH! Oh yes! YES!! Oh yeah! UGH!! Suck my dick, Clay! AHHHHHH-" Jason yelled. At that moment, Jason's dick erupted with hot, sticky cum and it filled my mouth quickly. I tried my best to swallow it all but I had let a lot escape my mouth and finally took his dick out of my mouth and jacked him off more, to allow for the cum to keep flowing. Jason shot several loads of cum before finishing it and I had sucked his dick clean of any access cum. A lot had went down my throat and a lot more was on my face. Jason had his hands on his hips, trying to catch his breath as he looked down at me and smiled with joy. He got down on his knees too and lick my face clean of cum. Jason then had me stand up and moved me to the wall. Jason started to suck my dick furiously while he had both of his hands on my ass cheeks, fingering my hole again. He would keep sucking quickly, stop to stroke me a little, and then suck me off again. I slowly slid down the wall in order to sit and Jason continued to blow me while fingering my ass. I started to moan to let Jason know I was starting to get close. He looked up at me as he took my dick out of his mouth and started to beat it again his lips before going back to sucking it. Jason started to finger me tightly again and my body started to tighten up. Jason knew it was coming quickly so he had me stand up while he was still sucking and fingering me and started to bob his head quickly up and down my shaft. I started to moan like crazy and then started to yell. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Jason I'm cumming!" I yelled. Jason shoved one finger deep into my hand and held it there as he went all the way down on me. I started to shot my load all in his mouth and he started to swallow it. He jerked me off while smiling at me and let his tongue catch all of the tongue flying out of my dick. I finally finished shooting my load when Jason had caught almost all of my cum. He had some left in his whiskers and then took his finger out of my ass. I lick his face clean of the remaining jizz and then we both plopped down on the bed, trying to catch our breath. I felt bad about lying to Jason earlier so I decided I wanted to come clean with him. "Hey Jason, there is something I need to tell you..." I started off. "You parents were actually home this whole time" he said at first with his eyes closed and then looking over at me with a smirk. "Yeah" I answered confused once more. "But how did you-" "I saw them leave and then come back to the store after you came over" he interrupted me. Jason smiled at me and I felt a little embarrassed. "Oh, and next time you see me jack-off, why don't you come in and join me" he told me while still smiling, knowing I was watching him the whole time. I was surprised again about how he knew all of this but I just stopped trying to put it all together and cuddled up to him in bed. He held me close and we kissed each other again before he explained one final thing to me. "One last thing Clay" Jason started off. "What is it this time?" I said with a smile. "Tyler, Rodney, and their mom won't be back for another 3 days..." Jason told me. "I wonder what we will have to do in the meantime" I said, finishing his sentence with a laugh. "It will be the best time of your life" Jason guaranteed. "Goodnight Clay." Jason kissed me goodnight and then held me close as I drifted off to sleep, thinking about the start of a new relationship.