I had intentionally driven past Will's house on the way home from work that Thursday. A long weekend was in the works and my wife and kids were already on their way to her parent's house three hours away. They would be gone until late Monday while I stayed home and completed a small renovation project in the basement.
I downshifted my pickup as I approached Will's house and was pleased to see him in the driveway with his head under the hood of his own pickup. I beeped as I pulled in and he smiled and waved me up to where he was working. I leaned on the front grill as we exchanged hellos and chatted about our weekend plans.
I could hear some commotion in the house and Will indicated that his wife and kids were also getting ready to leave for his in-laws in the next state over, easily a four hour drive. They would not be returning until Wednesday. My heart starting pounding just a little as Will reached over and squeezed my arm and said, "I could really use a hand here while they are gone."
This has been our standing sign over the last several years to indicate a desire for some mutual 'guys only' fun. "I was thinking the same thing, buddy," I replied with a smile. We agreed that I would come back to his house for a grilled dinner and some fun.
When I returned to Will's house freshly showered and in jeans and a t-shirt, he was waiting for me on the deck and handed me a beer. I knew what he had in mind right off the bat when I saw the grill was still covered. Will motioned me into his kitchen with a tilt of his head, saying, "There's something in here I just gotta show you." I smiled a wicked and knowing smile.
No sooner had we gotten inside the sliding glass doors than Will stopped suddenly directly in front of me. I used the opportunity to slip my hand into the crack of his ass and firmly squeezed his ass and slowly ran my fingers up and down his crack. I could hear his breathing immediately become shallow.
I leaned in and kissed Will's neck, running my tongue slowly from his ear lobe down to his shoulder and back again. I knew from experience that this was a real turn on for Will. He responded by turning around and looking directly into my eyes with that penetrating look of desire that made me burn to be his lover. He planted a deep kiss on me and sucked my tongue like he sometimes sucks my cock, a nice and smooth and slow suck.
It was now a race to see how fast we could get naked. We continued to kiss and grind our hips together even as we unsnapped each other's jeans. Will succeeded in being the aggressor. He had my shirt off and my pants undone as he was nipping and sucking my nipples. He leaned into my neck and whispered, "I believe it is your turn to get sucked off first. I love to suck your cock,Mike, mmmmm."
With that Will dropped to his knees and pulled my jeans and boxers down in one motion as my cock sprang up in his face. I stepped out of my clothes and spread my legs as Will began to suck on my nuts. As he nourished himself on my ball sack, precum began leaking out of my foreskin.
Here we were, in his kitchen, right in front of the sliding glass doors, and my best bud was working on my manhood. We live in a pretty rural area of upstate New York and the only audience we had was whatever wildlife happened across his back field.
