It was a really long day for both of us, and we planned to stay in for the night. Benji wasn't home yet so we were having a cocktail before ordering out. We wanted to make sure he was okay with the Vietnamese place across campus.
With a martini in hand, I handed one to Darin when he came back into the living room. He had his pajama pants on, too. "Well, we're definitely in for the night...two olives and dirty, just the way you like it."
He grinned, "And you're such a good boyfriend...you pamper me...you pamper Benji...and Megan, especially." His smile grew, "You're gonna make somebody a good husband."
"And...how's all that going? Benji and I think she's cute...she's good for you...you know?"
"I know...she is good for me...and she's smokin' hot. I don't wanna say I need her, but she has really helped me move on from Robin."
"I understand, I miss her, too...I miss our weekends, together...the kinky fun with bondage. Fuck, she was wild...and I thought I was totally gay." He laughed, "I guess she set me straight...well not straight...you know."
"She does seem just as open-minded about sex...and my bisexuality and our relationship...time will tell...I guess." I smiled, "You know, I was hoping you were open to more than a martini."
"I'm always open for some of that," putting his glass down and kneeling to kiss the growing tent.
"Yeah, that's exactly what I hand in mind...yeah that."
My pajama bottoms were pushed down below my balls and my dick was standing impressively upright. Smiling up at me, he ran his lips up the shaft, kissing, licking and sucking. He took the head and pushed it deeper.
"Fuckkkk...fuck...that's perfect...yeah...yeah...suck me...suck me...mmmm...yeah!"
I pumped it through his lips, gripping his head and fucking his mouth...something we both loved.
I pulled out to teased him...sliding it over his lips and spanking his face. The spit on the hard flesh gave it a slapping sound when I thumped his cheek. He took it between his lips again and started bobbing, taking it deep and poking his throat. The sexy gurgles only drove my desire for more.
"Dude, let's get those off...let me see that muscle," I grinned, "I want that ass."
Stepping out of his bottoms, Darin wrapped his hand around his big dick and started stroking.
I came up behind him, ran my hand over that beautiful shapely ass and used the other to help him stroke. Humping up through the muscled cheeks, I used the rock-hard shaft to taunt him until he begged for more. "Mmmm...mmmm...yeah, that dick makes my ass hungry. Put it in me...yeah, put it in me!"
"Yeah...I think it's time for some lube...dude, I'll go get it."
"No...no...we got coconut oil in the kitchen, don't we?"
"Big dick and smart! I knew there was a reason we kept you around."
"Yeah...yeah...dip your fingers in there and give me that jar. I can do my ass, but if you need help with that dick...I can help," he grinned. "Always willing to help with a big dick."
"No, I got it," I smile, "but I do appreciate the offer."
He bent over the couch and ready, and I eased my greased-up hardon into his hole. I took it slow, watching it disappear between his firmly, muscled cheeks. Pumping deeper and harder, the pleasured moans overshadowed the soft, steady rhythm of skin slapping over skin.
"How's that, feel?"
"Mmmmmm, you know I fuck'n love it...love having that dick inside me!"
"Yeah, I know...just like to hear it from you."
He moaned, with each thrust of my dick, "Uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...fuck...fuck...love yer cock...love yer fuckin' cock!"
I ran my hands over his body, reaching up to his shoulders and pulling him back to drive my dick deeper...deeper into his belly. In response, he rolled his hips to impale his lanky frame with my dick...
He had taken over, fucking himself on my dick and I took a sip from the glass. When I sat it down, I had this crazy shit in my head...I couldn't decide whether I was the skewer or the pimento.
Either way, Darin was definitely the olive...I felt a release building and grabbed his hips. Knowing that my balls were almost there, I tried to hold back, but it was all too hot to control. His ass squeezed in pulses, massaging the shaft...and savoring the pleasurable thrusts. This sensuous milking sent a sensory overload through my body.