"Bry, shit. I mean, should we really keep going. We're both married men." I said in a gasp as a last attempt to snap my brain out of this haze.
"I mean it's perfect," he responded, "It's not like I went out and found another girl besides Brooke. Besides, we've been friends for years and it's not like we have to tell them. Or we could and see their faces. Both of our wives said they could do sharing when we were all drunk playing cards a few months ago. Just trust me." He coaxing worked and I spread my legs further so he could have more access to rubbing along my shaft and slit. He removed his hand from my trunks and gripped the edges of my band, pulling them down. Our bodies now with no barriers pressed together in the nighttime air. He took a step back looking at my muscled form, light scars marred my chest, but my chest hair covered them mainly.
"Damn," he said after a full minute of starring. "That's it, I'm at least bi dude, you're fucking hot." Then he closed the distance again pulling me in and taking over the kiss once again. It was like a switch turned on and I could feel the commanding Bryan starting to surface again. He gripped me firmly and I could feel his cock sliding between my legs frotting my t-cock and getting wet with my copious fluids. It felt so good. I moaned for him, my best friend.
"I can't take anymore. Fuck me Bryan. I want to feel you fill me up." I said after removing my mouth from his. I looked down, creating some distance and could see him pale, wet and hard shaft coated with my fluids between my own brown muscular legs.
Bryan walked over to the nearby outdoor couch and patted the arm. "Get over here, bend over the arm." He directed. I ambled over, the heady lusty sensation making walking straight difficult. I took up my position draping my chest over the padded arm of the couch, my ass and boy-cunt on display for him. He stood behind me. He stroked the tip of his still wet member through my folds and on to my dick, nudging our heads together. He kicked my legs into a wider stance and lined up his head with my sopping wet entrance. "Back or front?" he asked.
"Front to start" I said with a wink over my shoulder. "But take it easy I haven't had anything in there in years."
He eased the tip of his shaft in. I could feel my walls expanding and shaking to form around him. He pulled out again and repeated the action. After a few test starts, he slammed his shaft home filling me to the hilt and causing a gush of liquid to stream from me. Once inside, he didn't relent. He began to fill me over and over again, pushing my body down onto the arm to tilt adjust the angle will he railed my thick frame.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck" was all I could get out while he took charge of his pleasure and my own. His fingers gripped my hips in a bruising fashion and the thwack, thwack, thwack of our bodies audible in the yard. Thank goodness we don't live in the city.
"D, your grip is so tight. You are milking my cock. Fuck bro, this shit is so hot." Bryan gasped out between strokes. "Flip over."
I moved on the extra large cushioned couch, but didn't lay down. It was my turn to take back control, after all, we were friends. 50/50 right? "Sit down" I gestured to the open cushion next to me. Bryan obliged quicker than I expected. I came to stand in front of him, my jutting t-dick hard at his eye level. "Well?" I said, a bit of teasing in my voice, "Get one, give one." Bryan quickly leaned forward on the cushion he sat on. His tongue reaching out as mine had before and licked at my swollen dick. He wrapped his lips around my shaft and began to suck. I came instantly. Built up from the earlier BJ and pounding. My body spasming and I drenched his face in cum. My dick throbbing in the best way. I backed away briefly before straddling him in earnest, lining my wet aching hole up with his cock and lowering myself on his pole.
"Ahhhhh, shit. You fit inside so tightly. Damn." I began to raise up on my knees and lower myself, riding Bryan while my still sensitive cock his the base of his pubic bone on each downward sweep. His fingers came up to play with my nipples. Pinching and squeezing them on my chest until they were hard. I continued to ride my best friend. Feeling his prick grow inside me.
"Damn, D. I'm going to cum soon." He flipped me onto my back using the momentum to push me into another kiss while he pistoned his hips in and out of me. "Who's dick feels good inside your tight hole?" He gripped the base of my throat, not hard, but enough to make his presence known. "Who's D?"
"Yours, Bryan. Fuck, you bastard. Fuck, fuck, fuck." I moaned as his hips continued to jack knife into me from above. I reached around gripping his pale ass and pulling him into me. I felt his cock grow larger inside me before a series of convulsions racked his thin frame. His cum shot into my open, drenched and clenching hole sending me over the edge into another orgasm of my own. His seed deposited deep inside of me thick and hot. He pulled out, his still dripping cock leaving a spread of cum on my pubic hair and thighs.
"Thank god for that hysto," I said with a chuckle. "I just think this might be the best bromance I've ever had." With that I stood and dove into the pool to clean off.
--- THE END
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