Donald Comes to Town

Donald Comes to Town | Chapter 2

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Where we left off:

"Bro, things aren't weird, right?" he says with a really concerned face.

"I have no idea why, but it's not weird at all. Don't worry; I am not falling for you..."

"Why the hell not? I am a fucking package!"

"Calm down, you are not all that!" as I slap his bare ass.

I soap myself up, and he hollers that he is going to go and grab us another beer as we wait for Donald to make his entrance.

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The hot water cascades over me, and I am feeling fantastic. After ten years of marriage with Marc, I honestly don't feel any guilt over what just happened. I also don't feel any different towards Jeremy - save he is a closer friend. Smiling to myself, I continue to lather up as I hear the winds kicking up outside.

I do feel

something

though. I can feel his load inside me, and I don't know why but I don't let it go. I wanna keep it in me a bit longer. If for nothing else, I want to remember this a bit longer. I mean I am sure going to feel this for a bit longer as he stretched me wide open, and now I really know what they mean by "re-arranging your guts" cuz - wow. Shit, I am starting to get hard again.

Crack - huge thunder rocks through the house and I figure I better get out of the shower. I turn off the shower and grab my towel and start to dry off, and in the distance, I hear Jeremy - "Your beer is getting warm, dude - hurry up!"

I grab a pair of my favorite boxer briefs, you know the kind, the ones that have the pouch that lifts and separates your balls from your legs and has a compartment for your cock. I slide into those. I typically wear those around the house when I am here alone and as I grab a pair of shorts and a t-shirt... I decide against putting those on - I mean, hell, he just rearranged my guts... what's a bit of a bulge between friends?

"What's the latest, bro?" I say as I roll into the living room. Jeremy has the local news on, and they are showing the poor reporters live from all over Acadiana. The winds and the rain are really kicking up. It's about 10pm now so it is dark out. Damn, I hate when the hurricanes come in at night - makes it all that much more scary when I am here by myself. It makes me feel much more reassured with Jeremy here.

"Seems to be following the track that was projected earlier today - will be coming right up the ass of the Vermilion River. It's still only a 2 at this point, so let's hope it doesn't pick up any more speed," he says, sitting over on the corner of the couch fully naked looking like he still has at least a semi. Damn, that man is fine.

"Well that's good, thanks for the beer man. I hope I got enough, you have reinforcements if we need em, huh?"

He shakes his head in the affirmative as he takes a big swig. "Yah, though you got the fancy stuff. I like this Crying Eagle! This is the stuff you told me about that you tried at Charley G's a few weeks back?"

"Yup, one in the same. I like it too."

"So bro, tell me the truth, are you weirded out by all of this? Cuz I have to tell you for the past two or three weeks since we had the conversation of me needing an outlet... a nice warm hole to drop a load into... I have been thinking about you and me... and well..."

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So a few weeks back Marc and Becky were working the overnight shift and I had gone over to Jeremy's porch to have a beer with him. We started talking shit and he was sharing how frustrated he was because, as Becky was getting ready to leave for work, she was changing clothes in front of him and kept giving him a huge case of blue balls. We had started to become closer throughout the last year. As we spent more time together, I really liked the guy.

"She does this thing when she wants to get me all hot by getting dressed all seductively. Taking her time to put on her clothes, rubbing up against me. Asking me to put lotion on her hard to reach places. Bro - I pulled my cock out of my shorts and said, 'baby you just have to let me slide it in really quick we can have a quickie before you go in! Surely you can take 10 minutes!' She kept teasing me and it was killing me. She even came over, reached down and kissed the head of my cock, running her finger down to catch a drip of pre and then fed it to me!"

"You are kidding me! Bro, you tasted your own precum?"

"Get over yourself, of course I have. I have also tasted my own cum more than a few times! Focus, bro! What I am telling you is this is spousal abuse!" We both cracked up laughing.

"Jeremy - wow, well I totally get that. Marc has a way of getting me all worked up to only to pull back. See, I wear these really hot, let's say 'package forward' underwear that leave little to the imagination, and he always comments how hot they are... how good I look in them, but rarely does he act on it!"

"These fucking teases are killing us!" We both cracked up laughing and took another swig of our beers and we both were tipping them back a bit far so he got up and walked inside to grab us both another one... and I got to see that he clearly must never wear underwear with his basketball shorts, cuz he was just flopping all around. "Hell," I thought. "Is that

all

dick, or does he have a huge pair of low hangers as well?" Lordy - straight guys!

"Hey, thanks for this man!" as he handed me another cold one. These days he is usually drinking Canebrake, which isn't my favorite, but it is much better than most. He sat down and re-arranged his ample package. We were trying to be quiet cuz his kids were already asleep, and his older boy frequently gets up if he hears his dad talking.

"Sorry Becky left ya like that. I mean, what happened to a good ole fashion quickie? A good pump and dump! Man, I miss those so much. See, Marc likes to have long build ups, an hour or two of edging, and that just drives me nuts! Sure, fine from time to time. But just

fuck

me and dump a load and go!" To this Jeremy almost choked on his beer.

"Dude. Warn me next time! But damn, you are right. I like a good hit it and forget it from time to time! I mean, seriously, how many times do you jack off per day?"

"Wow, well... at least twice these days! Just need a release!"

"Yah, and it is so much better when it is in a nice wet hole! So much better than Rosie and her four sisters... or, well... her 4 brothers in your case!" We both cracked up laughing.

"Yup, I have been resorting to some toys now and again to try to scratch an itch that rarely gets scratching... if you know what I mean."

"Oh! You might need to show me these toys sometime!" Smiling ear to ear, Jeremy reached down and moved around his package that clearly had grown a bit. "But, damn, she left me with blue balls today - what the fuck happened to quickies?"

"Yah, I agree. I miss that. Back in the day when I was single it was nothing for several of my friends and I to just help each other get off. It was great... not complicated. As you said, a nice warm hole is better than your right hand."

"Hell, I use both hands to spice it up!"

"Damn, you are talented, bro!" We both got the church giggles on that one and Jeremy reminded me to keep it down so as to not wake the boys.

"So, like tell me about this arrangement with your friends? Like, were you just dating a bunch of them or what?"

"Oh, God no, I mean, they were not really even my type, to be honest. They were just there... they had needs, so did I, and we just fell into bed. Happened mostly when we were having dry spells in our dating routines. Two of the guys I enjoyed, as they had nice dicks that could scratch that "itch" I told you about," as I winked at him. "The other two were just fun, good times. We just liked different things in bed.. You know, catcher and pitcher stuff," as I wink at him.

"Oh wow, I guess you guys need a key and a lock, huh? Some like to be the key and others like to be the lock, eh?"

"Well, and some like both, and others it's just whatever mood they are in."

"Really, well, I guess that is cool! But I bet it can be complicated when you hook up. Wow. I just assumed the guys that were more feminine were the locks, and the more macho guys were the keys - but what you're saying is that it depends on the mood. Wild!"

"Yeah, it's a lot more common than you would think. It's fun to switch it up from time to time. Keeps it interesting."

Jeremy seemed to be thinking about this really intensely, you know like when you are trying to figure out the tip at a restaurant - that serious thinking look. But just like the tip, you quickly commit to it and move on. He finished off the last of his beer and listened at the door to make sure the boys were still sleeping. He brushed past me as I was standing up and tapped my chubbed up dick. "Look out, big boy," he said with a smile.

I headed home shortly after this. I suppose this was the first time we got this graphic talking with each other... now cut to me having his fresh load in my ass!

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"Oh, really? Yah, Bro, I am actually really good. Like you said, this isn't cheating any more than jacking off is cheating, so I am good with it."

"Good, I am really glad to hear that, because..." and my phone starts ringing and I grab it.

"It's Marc, I have to take this!" I say and walk into the kitchen. "Hey babe, how are things? Did everyone show up for their shift?" Marc proceeds to tell me that he thinks they are in good shape and is happy to hear that the storm doesn't look like it is going to be intensifying at all and that he and his team are set. He is going to try to grab a two-hour nap before the storm hits. "OK, babe. Thanks for calling me and checking in. All things are good here. Jeremy came over to make sure I wired up everything correctly and helped me move that beast of a generator."- Marc yells, "Thanks, Jeremy" as I put the phone on speaker.

"No problem, Marc, and thanks for getting the good beer on your run! I may be drinking most of it, so thanks brother!" We all laugh.

"OK, babe, I love you. Take care." I hang up the phone and put my phone down which has a ton of alerts on it.

"He says they are all set. Literally the calm before the storm! So, what were you saying?"

"I'm just glad we're cool, cuz that felt so damn good and I wanna make sure I can help out my best buddy from time to time."

"Of course you can! Dude, can I tell you something without you freaking out?"

"Bro, seriously? Nothing can freak me out! If fucking your lights out a half hour ago didn't freak me out... What is it? You aren't going to tell me you're pregnant, are you?" We both laugh.

"Well, I still have your load inside me!" We both look at each other.. And bust up laughing. I get up and wiggle my ass a bit and clearly, with my bulging underwear keeping no secrets, Jeremy can see that I am boning up again.

"Man, I am going to need another beer soon, but first I need to drop another load inside you, cool?" To which he stands up and walks over to the love seat I am sitting on, pushes me back and pulls off my underwear. Pulls one of my legs up and places it over his shoulder. Rubs his cock head right on my rosebud, teasing me with it.

"Bro, this is going to be a solid bro fuck, you ready for it? I have to hold back with Becky as she is so small and I don't want to hurt her. You are a man, a sturdy man at that. I wanna let go and really throw a hard fuck into you. Ready?"

"Let's go, why are you getting all lovey-dovey - shove it in!" Smiling from ear to ear, he then breaks the seal and slides right in... and keeps sliding until I feel his pubes up against my ass. The only lube we have is his ample load which is helping keep things slick. He reaches down and places his hands behind my neck, interlacing his fingers, and starts throwing a fuck into me like I have never felt before. I immediately start grunting, because while I would like to say this was pure pleasure - damn his dick is

huge

, and in this position he was getting it all inside me. Hell, I had to reach down to make sure he didn't push his nuts inside too! I guess that will happen soon enough.

"Bro,... you are hammering me with only your... cum as lube! Fuck... this is hot!"

"Oh shit, I am not hurting you, am I?" to which he pulls out of me.

"NO! Dude I didn't want you to stop!... Dude, what are you doing?"

Jeremy then lowers himself, apparently to inspect my ass to make sure it is OK. He starts rubbing his finger around my ass. "You sure you are OK? I wasn't hurting you too much? Only just my cum down here, huh?"

"Yah, I just showered, remember?... But I wanted to keep your nut inside me. It does make the best lube, you know!"

"Well, spit is a close second," and he leans down and tentatively licks right around my ass. He looks up and says, "Tastes like chicken... chicken and my cum!" To which he goes right to the center and starts doing some excellent tongue work - the likes of which I have never felt before! He goes to town on me, he has a fucking amazing tongue that is getting so deep inside me. He is aggressively eating my ass and fuck, I love this so much. He stops, slaps my ass and then right back up he comes, and slides right back in me in one slow, but strong, push. "I love eating pussy, especially right after I fuck em... thought I would give it a go! Hope that wasn't weird."

He then comes down and full on kisses me, just as aggressive his tongue attached my ass it's attacking my own tongue he even starts biting my lower lip which fuck if that didn't send electricity right down to my nuts!

"Bro, that was... that was fucking amazing. Shit, anytime you wanna have a go down there, you just go for it! Now fuck me, bro! We got a storm coming!"

Jeremy then lifts my leg a bit higher, which prompts me to move my other leg around the back of him to pull him in tighter, and he moves down right to my face, smiling his goofy smile, placing his forehead right against mine. In between strong grunts from him and his massive assault on my ass, all he says is,"Bro, you the best friend I have ever had." Wow, this is deep. Is he saying this because he is about to get his nut again, or does he really mean this? Fuck I think I am fine either way, but he is certainly my best friend.

He then moves his head to the side of mine, pressing our cheeks together and his lips right at my left ear. Hearing his grunting right in my ear and feeling his hard breathing is an extra level of hot that frankly almost puts me over the edge. With him having us scrunched up so tight, my left leg up over his shoulder and him pushing us so tightly together, I honestly feel like we are one person.

He then starts pounding me so hard, so forceful it is moving the loveseat we are on across the floor. He is beating my ass up like I owe his dick money. FUCK, I have never had this powerful of a fuck, ever. Fuck this is amazing. It's animalistic. It's pure masculinity.

Next, he does something that almost makes me blow. He licks my earlobe. My right earlobe has always been my hot button, well, that and my prostate. But when you hit those two together like Jeremy is, I am just over the moon.

"Bro, you are... bro this is amazing... dude you are hitting both my buttons at the same time - just keep doing that, and fuck I have never been fucked this hard in my life. Fuck. I love this!"

My phone starts buzzing with alerts, it has to be about the storm. I noticed one of the sounds I keep hearing was from my camera system. It sometimes does that when the lightning strikes close and lights up the sky. If it were Marc calling or texting, it would make a sound - besides, I am too distracted by what is happening in my ass!

Whispering in my ear between grunts, he manages to get out, "You got it... but you are about... to get it! This is intense, man!... I can't last long inside you."

I reach my arms up around him to hug him tight. I lean into his ear and say "Bro, you never have to hold back with your best bro!" he leans down again and hits my earlobe starting to chew on it. "Jeremy, you are going to make me blow... bro! Imma blow hands fucking free this is so good! Fuck! I am cumming! Hammer me! I'm cumming!"

"I can't... fucking... believe you... are gonna... fuck, that is hot bro! This is too... too... fucking hot. Shit, I'm gonna blast so deep inside you! Logan, here I come, bro! FUCK!"

I guess this position has Jeremy at least an inch deeper inside of me, and the feeling is indescribable. I can feel the head of his cock expand inside of me, as well as every single pulse of his cock. It wasn't even an hour ago that he blew a huge load up in me; this one was at least as big as the last and most certainly it was deeper.

I hold him as tight as I can in this position, hugging his entire body. He is right up against my ear struggling to catch his breath, and about every few breaths I get a solid "bro" and "sweet ass." Finally, as his breathing comes back to almost normal, he says, "You are seriously the best friend I have ever had. I love you, bro. Just don't get weird!"

He pulls back from the embrace, and we can feel my load that I shot between us, without hands at all, but a solid assist from his rock hard abs, now getting cold. "Wow, I shot one hell of a load - damnit. Sorry, I got it all over us."

"Fuck, what the hell are you apologizing for? This was hot as fuck, bro. Being bros means never having to apologize! Especially for a mind-blowing orgasm! Damn, you sure did shoot a lot, and, fuck - did I do that to you? My cock alone did that to you." he is saying this, as he is pulsing his cock in my ass, as he is still balls deep inside me.

"Ok, fuck. I hate to admit this - but yah. You did this. It was the trifecta that my body couldn't handle. It was your cock pounding me deeper than ever before, you finding my weak spot which is my right earlobe, and, fuck, those rock-hard abs rubbing up against my cock... it was too much. And... not afraid to admit this - that was the single best orgasm I have ever had in my life."

"Seriously? Well, it was damn close for me too... "

The emergency alert system goes off on the TV. Yeah, no shit, we have a hurricane coming; why keep sending these damn alerts that shatter your nerves? This is one of the worst things about hurricanes the EAS going off every 15 minutes or so, like we didn't know we are in the middle of a damn hurricane. It fries your nerves.

"Yup, the storm is getting closer... Seems like the wind is picking up, but it's still coming and going, so this is likely the outer bands still huh? I think I heard during all of our extracurricular time, that it has just barely made it to a Category 3, so by the time it makes it back to us, it will have slowed a bit back to a 2, so we should be fine."

"Is there anything else we need to do to get ready?"

"Well, you may wanna pull your dick from my ass!" We both start laughing, which only pushes each of our buttons again. But sadly, he starts pulling from me. I clamp down as I don't want to get any cum on the love seat! As he stands up with a bit of jello legs, he then reaches down and gives me a hand to pull me up, and he pulls me right into a hug. As he does this, he pulls our heads close together side by side, and just holds me.

"Fuck, that was a workout! But look, I am serious what I said as I was nutting deep inside you. You are the best friend I have ever had and I love you. So don't get weird about it... but thank you. You really have been a great friend listening to my gripes about work, the kids... Becky. Knowing I can count on your shoulder... and now your ass... well... I love you bro!" He pulls back, looks me square in the eyes and leans in and kisses me on the lips! Rather like you kiss a friend, hell like gay guys do it frequently... but this is a straight man, showing his vulnerabilities and showing that under that tough exterior, that he is a really good guy.