After all the drinking last night, I had only finally woken up because of my phone chiming out of control. Karen sent me a message saying she was letting me sleep while she and the rest of the guests went to town to buy some groceries and other supplies for the BBQ late this afternoon. Then, everybody else started blowing up my phone dishing about last night and the hot hunk called Derek. I finally pulled myself out of bed because of the bright light cascading into the guest room, turning my phone off.
There was a small bathroom attached to the guest room so I thought I'd take a quick shower. I thought about Derek coming to the room last night and making me suck his big cock as the warm water sprayed over my body. My hand moved down my chest and stomach. I was going to jack my growing cock when there came a knock at the bathroom door. I wiped the water from my face as Chris poked his head in.
Chris was grinning as he walked in and closed the door, flicking the lock. He was wearing only a pair of boxers and they quickly fell to the floor as he slipped into the shower stall with me.
"I see you didn't go to town with the others," I said, giving him a peck on the cheek.
"Ben and Ray were talking about buying some kind of weird rainbow unicorn mask and I was too hung-over to deal with their crazy shit. They are planning on doing something with whipped cream and hot sauce at the BBQ later. I just took some aspirin and laid back down."
"They are out of control," I said with a laugh.
"You left me on the couch last night," he said with an exaggerated frown as he grabbed at my half-hard cock.
His hand ran over my cockhead and down the shaft, finally cupping and caressing my balls. He leaned in and nuzzled my neck.
"Y'all were wasted. All those shots y'all made trying to get that hot straight boy drunk. What was his name?" I said, acting naive.
"Danny? Darren? No, Derek, I think. Yeah, Derek," answered Chris. "He is really hot. I mean, he could be a model. I bet he is one. Gawd, he had a huge bulge in those skin-tight jeans."
Chris was grinding his hips into my thigh, I could feel his cock slipping and sliding against me. He started biting at my ear and neck, licking along my jaw line. He made a soft groan as his hands ran up my side. I knew the thought of Derek was making him hot.
Chris was average height with a tight thin body, with just barely a hint of muscle. He kept his blond hair just past his shoulders and seemed to have tan regardless of the time of year. His best feature was his big bubble butt. If he hid his relatively small cock and balls between his legs, he'd look like a pretty fucking sexy girl. He had a pretty smile and sexy thick lips. He was like the perfect twinky boy.
I leaned in and licked at his ear as my hands ran across his round bubble butt. Fuck, he had the yummiest ass.
"I bet you'd like to watch me sucking Derek's big straight cock, wouldn't you?"
"You know, I would. I want to suck you off while I watched you swallowing his big cock." Chris replied. "Hell, I want to suck your cock while he rams my tight ass."
I turned around and shut off the shower. I grabbed a towel and ran it over me and through my hair. I did the same to Chris, and then pulled him into the bedroom. I sat him on the edge of the bed and fell to my knees. He was so hot running his fingers through his long damp hair. I told him to put his feet on my shoulders as I pushed his legs back. My tongue zeroed in on his round ass. I licked up and down his slick smooth asscrack.
"Think about that big straight hunk working your ass, baby," I said, pulling away from his sweet ass for a second and spreading his cheeks. "I bet that big straight man almost creams when he sees that fat round ass bouncing past him, baby. I bet he wants to spit on this tight hole and fuck it." I said, then I spit a few times on the winking hole in front of me.
Chris groaned as I pushed my tongue into his tight hole, spit running down his crack. I lapped around his center then started to shallowly tongue-fuck him. His ass tightened and grabbed at my tongue. Chris whimpered and reached for my head.
"Oh, fuck," he cried, as I worked on his asshole. "Fuck me!"
I pulled away and stood up. I licked two of my fingers and pushed them gently into his hole. I pushed my other arm under and around his torso as I faced him. My finger slipped easily into his spit-slick ass. My face was inches from him as his hips pushed against my fingers.
"You want that straight man in your ass, baby," I softly growled.
Chris stared at me, whimpering and nodding.
"Fucking tell me," I demanded as I pushed my fingers deeper into him. "Fucking tell me you want Derek to fuck that twink boy pussy. Fucking say it."
