This is an exaggerated account of a real incident that happened between me and my friend a few years ago. The names have been changed
Josh Reese was a close friend of mine in MA. We met a five years before I moved to NY for my husband's job. We met through mutual friends because of our love of comic books. Even after I moved we still kept in touch via text, social media, and the occasional phone call. But texting was our usual way of communicating.
Even though I was gay and married to a man (Lucas), and he was straight, married to a woman (Cynthia), and had two pre-teen kids, we had a lot in common and got along like brothers. We even goofed about our lack-of-sex lives and how porn was our mistress.
A few summers ago Josh came to NY for a work conference for two nights, Thursday to Saturday. Coincidentally Lucas was overseas for work that week and I suggest Josh crash at my place Friday night so we could have time to catch-up and shoot the shit.
At the time I was 35 and Josh was 38. I looked younger than my age and still have boyish looks; I was lean and tall (6'1") and had a swimmer's build. Despite his relatively young age, Josh had developed a "dad bod" with a medium beer gut and a trimmed salt and pepper beard. I always found Josh attractive and a few times imagined what he looked like naked. During one of our late night drunken text session he even told me once he wouldn't say no to a blow job from a guy. But I never poked him about it.
Josh came to my apartment around 6pm Friday night straight from the conference. He was a bit sweaty from the long walk crosstown and had large sweat stains under his arm pits. Not even thinking about an ulterior motive I told Josh my place was his and is he wanted he could take his pants off and relax and cool off. I was already in basketball shorts and a t shirt. Josh took a pair of his own shorts out of his backpack.
While I grabbed some beers out of the fridge I noticed Josh had taken off his khakis and was standing in his untucked Ralph Lauren button-down shirt and a tight pair of green boxer-briefs. I didn't think much of it and kept on with the conversation we were having about our jobs until Josh suddenly removed the green underwear and his firm, milky white ass was poking out under his shirt. Josh quickly throw on his shorts and I tried to ignore the image and brought him his beer.
A few hours later we were down several beers and laughing up a storm. Josh was sitting on the left side of the sofa, legs casually open, and the sweat marks on his undershirt had vanished. I was sitting on the right side.
It may have been the beer starting to take effect and my recent lack of sex, but I kept looking down at Josh's shorts as they bunched up around his crotch. The thin fabric was creating a nice pouch for his junk and a few times when he shifted the outline of his manhood was visible. It was the third of fourth time this happened when I noticed I was adjusting my own crotch: I was getting a semi.
I tried to turn the conversation to something unsexy but, as usual with us, it went to sex.
Josh: "I'd kill just to get a hand job from Cynth these days."
Me: "For real, man. They act like it's a chore these days."
Josh: "Thank fucking Christ for Pornhub."
Me: "Haha, yeah! I've been jerking it several times a day lately."
Josh: "I take care of it every morning in the shower, man."
I noticed that Josh was also casually tugging at himself and hiding it with the beer bottle. My mind went blank and all I could think about was having sex with Josh. Fuck it, I thought, as I felt my dick grow rock hard in seconds.
Me: "Wanna watch some porn or some shit? Haha."
Josh didn't answer right away, but eventually did.
Josh: "Yeah, why not man?"
Within a few minutes I had a video of a woman with huge tits getting her pussy stuffed by this hot Italian guy with a horse dick. I just sat there watching hold my beer and ignoring my pup tent. Josh was doing the same thing, but every other minute I noticed he would brush his tent with his thumb. I finally thought to myself, fuck it, he's my friend. What's the worst that can happen?
I put my beer down on the floor and casually slide my shorts down, never taking my eyes off the TV. My hard dick flapped out of my shorts and landed back against my stomach. I got my shorts down to my ankles and as soon as I laid back against the sofa I exhaled.
Me: "Fuck, that's what I need."
Josh moved a little and I realized he had also set his beer down and was removing his shorts.
Josh: "I will join you there, man."
Josh slide his shorts down to his ankles and as he leaned back his surprisingly large cock flapped back against his white under shirt. I tried not to look too much but noticed a thick, black bush atop his shift, and underneath meaty, smooth balls that looked almost as big as a tennis ball. Before I realized it, Josh was talking to me.
Josh: "Dude, you ARE horny!"
Josh was looking down at me, and I did the same, realizing I had a stream of pre-cum oozing down my shaft and balls. I laughed it off.
Me: "That's what zero blow jobs does."
I didn't want to tell him it was the sight of his dick only a foot or two away that was making me horny AF. We both continued to watch the porn and slowly staring stroking our dicks.
Occasionally we would say something.
Josh: "Fuck man, that's hot."
Me: "Yeah man, it's hot as fuck."
About 15 min later Josh spoke up again. Josh: "Let me know if you want me to shower. I probably smell."
It was at this exact moment I could suddenly smell Josh's musk wafting at me from his balls, bouncing up and down as he beat his meat. I slowed my stroking down for fear of shooting my load. As much as I wanted to, I also wanted this moment to last longer. I didn't think and just answered him.
Me: "No, man. It's hot."
Josh laughed slightly.
Josh: "Cool."
I kept looking over at Josh and his large balls as they playfully slapped up and down on the sofa. My horniness overtook me and I realized this could be my only chance. So, I went with my instinct.
Me: "Dude, can I touch your balls for a second?"
To my surprise, Josh answer.
Josh: "Yeah man, sure. It's cool."
Happily, I reached over and cupped his sack in my right hand. The weight of his flesh felt incredible. After a few seconds I let go. I didn't want to overstep.
Me: "Nice man. You've got a nice dick, just sayin."
Josh: "Thanks. You too, bud."
Me: "Haha. Thanks."
A few minutes later I took my shirt off and sat totally naked next to Josh. With my foot I tossed my shorts over to the side and spread my legs open wide. My knee slightly touched Josh, but he didn't flinch. To my surprise Josh also removed his shirt and flung his shorts off to the side with his foot, opened his legs wider, and slightly hooked his right leg with my left. I unexpectedly vocalized by giddiness.
Me: "Fuck."
Any inhibitions I had left went out the window and I reached over and caressed Josh's furry chest. I moved my hand down over his stocky, solid belly, my arm bumping into his as it continued to pump up and down on his shaft. But, again, I didn't want to overstep and removed my hand.
Never taking his eyes off the screen - which now featured a petite Asian lady being screwed up the ass by a musclebound barbarian -- Josh responded positively to my touch.
Josh: "That felt nice."
I took that as an invitation and touched his thigh, which was solid and felt warm and strong. I massages up and down his right thigh, and eventually cupped his balls again, playing with them now more than the first time.
Me: "Fuck man, you have such nice balls."
Josh rested his head back against the sofa, closed his eyes, and I knew what he wanted. As his hand unlocked from his dick, mine went in for the grab and I wrapped my fingers around his throbbing pole.
Josh: "Fuck, yeah, man."
I slowly pumped up and down on his cock, feeling it pulsate with each pump as his thick bush tickled the tops of my fingers. Josh slightly moaned here and there, enjoying the pleasure I was giving him. Suddenly I heard a humming noise coming from the floor. Josh opened his eyes and leaned forward, my hand letting go of his manhood. He reached into his nearby backpack and removed his vibrating phone.
Josh: "It's Cynth. I gotta get this."
Josh stood up and walked to the to her side of the room, his ass and the back of this thighs red from sitting. I figured that was the end of that, thinking Josh would be sucked back into reality and would not want to continue with the porn. I paused the TV and stood up and went to grab my shorts. I took them into the bathroom and closed the door to give Josh privacy.
About 4 minutes later I exited the bathroom in my shorts to find Josh sitting on the sofa, still naked, and still with most of his boner.
Josh: "Sorry about that man. I didn't want her to worry, you know?"
Me: "Totally, man. I get it."
I was about to suggest watching a movie, but, Josh beat me to it.
Josh: "I want to finish, man. I was having fun."
That sent a fresh shock to my dick.
Me: "Me too."
We laughed and I removed my shots and sat back on the sofa. Moments later Josh was laying back and I was again pumping his dick. The head was swollen and red, with occasional flows of pre-cum streaming out of the piss hole. We must have been on the same psychic hotline because the second I was thinking of taking his rod into my mouth, he spoke up.
Josh: "You should suck me off, man."
In a split second I had inhaled his cock down to the balls. I could feel his shaft expanding my throat open and the aroma of his sweaty, musky balls filled my nostrils.
Josh: "Oh fuck, man."
Josh moaned with pleasure as I sucked fiendishly on his fuck-stick. Getting uncomfortable with my awkward positioning, I moved down between his legs and continued to fest on Josh's dick. I switched between swallowing his shaft and running my tongue all over his moist sack.
Josh: "You're good at this."
I think about lifting his legs up and getting a nice view, and taste (and smell), of his hole, but I decide not to be too forward. It isn't long until I realize I've shot a load all over the floor between my crouched legs. But, the excitement and pleasure of the experience has kept my dick hard. I ignore the mess and keep on sucking.
It's then I realize the porn has been paused this whole time. My knees start to get sore and I come up and sit back down on the sofa. I tell Josh to turn and face me. We sit with our backs to the sofa arm rests, knees up, feet touching. We jerk off looking at each other. Feeling a bit rascally I scoot my ass forward a bit so I can lean back and get more of my butt facing Josh. With me legs up higher, my asshole is clearly visible.
Feeling hornier than ever, I suggest:
Me: "Man, it'd be hot to fuck. Haha"
Josh smirks.
Josh: "I'd fuck you, dude. Haha."
We both laugh and I realize he's also serious as he start to climb closer to me.
Josh: "Might be difficult on the sofa, no?"
He's serious.
Me: "Oh, yeah."
Josh: "Bed?"
A moment later and I'm on all fours on my bed and Josh stands behind me. I can feel his dick head throbbing against my ass.
Josh: "Do you want me to use a condom?"
Me: "No. I trust you, bud."
Josh: "Cool. Me too."
It's then I remembered I hadn't had a dick as big as Josh's inside my ass in a long time. But it's too late. Josh has pushed the head inside. I muffle my light scream with a pillow as my body twitches. Josh: "You okay, man?"
Me: "Yeah, keep going."
As much as it hurts at first, my dick throbs and oozes pre-cum. A minute later Josh is fully inside me and I can feel his big balls pressing against mine.
Josh: "Fuck man, this is hot."
Me: "Yeah man, fuck away."
Slowly, Josh starts fucking, in and out, in and out. As he grips my hips with his hands, I can feel his cock hollowing my insides out. Josh moans and eventually I do as well, my dick feeling like it'll pop any second. I try to calm down but the intense pleasure of Josh screwing my ass is too great to ignore. I look up and see a framed photo of me and my husband as I'm getting pounded my Josh. I realize it's the best fucking I've had in years.
Josh: "You doing okay, man?"
Me: "Fuck yeah, dude. This is hot as fuck."
A minute later Josh pulls out of me. I think he's already shot his load. Suddenly he grabs me and turns me over. He slides me closer to him, lifts my legs up in the air, and, looking at me, puts a finger in my ass.
Josh: "Man you're tight."
He removes his fingers and slides his cock inside again. He pumps in and out again like an animal in heat. Sweat drips off his face, and he slowly pushes my legs back further. When he gets my legs back as far as they will go, he shoves his rod hard inside me, causing my body to slightly convulse.
Me: "Oh fuck yeah."
Josh pumps in hard and deep over and over. I can feel his bush against my balls and his heavy nutsack hitting my tailbone. At this moment I feel my second load brewing closer to eruption. I suddenly release rope after rope all over my chest and face.
Josh: "Damn."
My asshole tightens as I shoot jets of semen on myself. The look on Josh's face suggests he's about to do the same.
Josh: "Okay, man..."
Josh pulls out of my hole, and as I lower my legs around him he erupts in a foundation of cum. Josh's face turns red, he trembles and moans, as thick load after load gushes out of his cock hole and splashes onto my body and face. I get some in my eye and hair. Josh apologizes immediately.
Josh: "Oh fuck, sorry man."
When he's finally done emptying out, I lay there covered in puddles of jizz. Josh gets on the bed slowly and lays down next to me, breathing heavily.
Me: "Fuck."
Josh: "Amen. Haha."
We both laugh realizing we just fucked our brains out and are now laying naked together in bed, covered in baby batter.