Before I know it, Friday has arrived. C.J. is nervously excited about his assignation with Stu that evening. I'm looking forward to a blow-by-blow (as it were) account of it whenever he manages to come home.
I drop C.J. off at Stu's apartment building on my way to the local big box store. I need to get a few things to freshen up our apartment once Daryl finishes moving out. Some new towels, a set of matching eating utensils, a couple of throw rugs for the living room; things like that.
I get back to the apartment a little before 9 pm. I'm startled, but not surprised, to find Daryl and Donna sitting in the living room. I'm wondering if this will be The Big Night.
I toss the new stuff into my room and join my soon-to-be former roommate and his soon-to-be wife. I bring a few beers with me and pass them around.
"All of the stuff I want has been moved out," Daryl says. "So I'm going to give you my key and my forwarding address, and we'll be all done."
"You've been a great roommate, man," I say. We toast each other and Donna on their upcoming wedding.
"I assume Daryl told you about my crazy idea," Donna says, getting right to the point.
"He sure did," I reply. After a moment's hesitation, I add, "So, are you both still up for this?"
They both nod emphatically. "What's on the agenda?" I ask.
"I want to see you two suck each others' dicks," Donna said. "And maybe you could kiss?"
"Anything else?" I ask.
"I wanna do butt stuff," Daryl quickly interjects. Donna looks a little uncertain, but ultimately nods in agreement.
"Okay, so, let's start with undressing each other," I say, standing up. Daryl stands about two feet away, facing me. Fortunately, we've each already taken our shoes off.
I start by unbuttoning Daryl's flannel shirt, then pulling his t-shirt over his head. There's a blast of musk from his intensely furry armpits, which gets my cock stirring.
"I hope you don't mind that I didn't use deodorant today," Daryl says, apologetically. "I get the idea that you like it that way."
"I keep trying to tell him I like his natural smell," Donna interjects. "But I guess all those antiperspirant ads brainwashed him."
I ease both of their minds by raising Daryl's arm and burying my face in his fragrant, hairy armpit. "Yeah, I like this," I say, once I've finished.
I'm just wearing a t-shirt, so Daryl's job is simple. As he pulls my shirt off, he catches a whiff of my unwashed armpits. "Yeah, I know, you don't use deodorant," he says.
"I haven't since I got a rash in my pits when I was in college," I reply. "I found that I loved my own smell and never looked back."
I reach over and unbuckle Daryl's belt. In doing so, I rub his furry belly. He seems to like that. Then I unbutton his jeans and pull down his zipper. The pants fall to the floor, and Daryl shakes his feet free of the crumpled denim, leaving him clad only in his boxer shorts and black socks with holes in them.
He reaches over and undoes my pants, which similarly fall to the floor. I've gone commando today, so my semi-stiff cock jumps up. Daryl seems startled, even though he's seen me naked before.
"Wow," Donna says from the peanut gallery. "You have a really nice dick, Jake!"
"Um, thanks?" is my puzzled reply. I step out of my pants now completely naked since I wasn't wearing any socks.
I kneel down in front of Daryl, and in a matter-of-fact way, pull his boxers down. His beautiful cock is completely soft at this point, but I'm going to take care of that! Daryl grabs my shoulder and lifts first one leg and then the other, allowing me to remove his boxers and his socks. I admire the tufts of fur on his toes.
Confronted with Daryl's beautiful cock, balls, and pubes, I cannot resist the temptation to bury my nose in his bush and inhale deeply. My god he smells good! My cock responds by getting stiffer.
"Not yet," Daryl says, pulling me to my feet. He pulls me close, and very tentatively kisses me. His stubble blends with my beard and I respond in kind. Soon we are teasing each other with our tongues. I find that he is a very good kisser.
Meanwhile, our cocks are jammed right next to each other. Daryl is not as erect as I am. I'm leaking precum onto his belly.
We've positioned ourselves so that Donna has a clear view of us in profile. Her quickened breathing tells me that she likes what she sees. She shifts uncomfortably. To my surprise, she stands up and strips off all of her clothing. She goes to grab several towels from the bathroom, puts one on the sofa, then sits down on it.
Daryl breaks our kiss and explains, "Donna gets really wet when she's turned on."
"And I'm definitely turned on," she adds.
After a brief kiss, Daryl gets down on his knees. "I've wanted to suck a dick for a long time," he says. "I'm glad it's you!" I'm touched.
He very tentatively sticks out his tongue and touches the tip of my cock with it. He starts rolling his tongue around my glans with increasing eagerness. My dick responds by leaking more precum onto his tongue. He opens his mouth and engulfs my cock down to my circumcision scar as he continues to run his tongue all over the surface.
I groan involuntarily as he wraps his lips around my now fully-erect cock. Daryl has clearly received a lot of blow jobs in his life, as he seems to instinctively know what feels good.
"Oh, god, honey, you look so good with a cock in your mouth," Donna squeals. I notice that her nipples are fully erect and she appears to be rubbing her clit in excitement.
Daryl responds by trying to stuff more of my dick in his mouth. He gags as my cock bangs against his tonsils. His reaction is to wrap his hand around my dick and concentrate on the glans.
I feel an orgasm rising in me, but I don't want to cum just yet. I pull my dick out of his mouth and raise him to his feet. We engage in a sloppy, slobbery kiss.
Daryl is breathing hard and is very excited. His cock is now fully erect, his glans is shiny and purple, and very wet with precum. I grab his hairy, low-hanging balls while simultaneously engulfing his cock in my mouth. I lick and suck with abandon while fondling his nuts gently but firmly. He groans loudly and grabs my head with both hands. Within minutes, I have his dick balls deep in my mouth, his glans having popped into my throat. I am overwhelmed by his musky bush.
I gently tug on Daryl's balls, eliciting a loud satisfying groan. I squeeze them ever so slightly, and without warning, my mouth is filled with cum. Daryl has stopped breathing, as have I.
