The men shook hands and gave each other's wife a quick hug and peck on the lips. Jayne got some chilled white wine for her and Cindy and a couple of beers for the guys. They were soon catching up on each other's news and rediscovering why they got on so well and liked each other so much. Carl put some burgers on the barbecue and soon all were fed and watered and rearing to go. You could just about smell the excitement in the room; four beautiful adults were about to have a little fun.
Jayne put some music on and invited Cindy to get up and dance. The pair moved in close to each other, so that their bodies were almost touching. Their eyes were closed and their painted lips slightly apart. One was raven haired and sophisticated in her little black dress, the other blonde and beautiful in just a pair of cut off shorts and a tank top. The men watched the show with increasing excitement, crossing and uncrossing their legs as blood rushed south. The women were dancing tit to tit now, their arms lightly touching the other. And then they started to kiss.
It was too much for Tom. He got up and went to sit next to his host. The pair looked at each other, trying to gauge reactions and then their lips met in a hungry kiss. It wasn't really kissing, more like eating face. With increasing desperation they ground their buff bodies against each other, feeling their hard cocks mashed together between. Oh how exciting a man's urgency was, so direct and demanding! The girls glanced over briefly and then returned to their gentle kissing.
Tom got up and knelt before Carl's splayed legs. He yanked at his belt buckle and with much heavy breathing he managed to get his jeans and underpants clean off him. He groaned out loud as his eyes fixed on that beefy cock and heavy pair of balls and the thick thatch of black pubes. Grabbing hold of Carl's legs Tom forced them apart as he buried his face in Tom's hairy crack. He was like an animal now, grunting and groaning as he ate Carl's asshole. It felt so illicit and so wrong, and so fucking hot. Jayne stood behind Cindy, gently stroking her belly, as they watched their husbands turn into complete and utter fuck nuts, so hot for male ass and cock they could hardly contain themselves. Carl was stroking his thick cock and sighing with pleasure as Tom's tongue bit deep into his spice hole. He reached behind the cushions for the bottle of lube he had hidden there earlier and handed it to Tom.
Tom stood and quickly stripped off. His body was almost identical to Carl's: beefy, hairy and with a similar eight inch throbber. The only difference was that Tom's body hair was brown and his butt and crack was silky smooth. He roughly applied some lube to Carl's pucker and then applied a dollop to his own overheated cockhead. He sighed as the cooling gel coated his massive toadstool of a cock head and then took aim. Carl let out a yelp of protest as his asshole was invaded by one very rampant and hungry heat seeking missile. He had to beg Tom to take it easy.
