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Brian and Jeff: Part 5
The next morning we were up fairly early, considering we had been fucking our brains out during the night. I woke up before Jeff did, and I just laid there next to him, enjoying the feeling of being close, not to mention the contact of his body next to mine. The fragrance of cum was everywhere in the bedroom. I looked down and saw white strands of it all over my body, stuck in ever curl of body hair I had. I stretched and brought my hands down, running my fingers though my sticky bush. The cum that had ran into those curls a few hours ago and completely dried, making those brown tangles to feel even more course, almost like steel wool.
I brought my fingers up to my nose and sniffed, taking in a deep breath. Ah, nothing like the smell of old cum, I thought. I rubbed my bush some more and then took another whiff. Each breath I took caused my cock to grow a little more.
"You are one sick puppy," Jeff said with a grin.
"You finally wake up?" I asked.
"How could I sleep, with you breathing as hard as you are?" he declared.
"Want to smell my fingers?" I asked, grinning. I scratched my bush once more and pushed my fingers under Jeff's nose.
"Mmmmm, is this breakfast?"
"Would you like a protein shake?"
"I could handle that," he answered, grinning.
"How about sucking my cum smelling cock?" I took my now completely hard dick between my fingers and gave it a shake. "Care to suck the old cum off?"
To answer my question, Jeff quickly switched directions in the bed. He laid with his head in front of my cum smelly crotch and hungrily took my dick inside his eager mouth. I was suddenly aware that the same tantalizing offer and in front of my face, tempting me to eat it up. And I did.
I went down on Jeff's hard thick dick in one downward sweep. Burying my nose in his wonderful cum smelling black bush forest, I stayed there for a moment not even moving. I just enjoyed the feel of his thick hot man meat inside my mouth, his cum filled curls tickling my chin and my nose.
It was so hot sucking on Jeff's dick, and feeling him working that hot mouth of his up and down my own cum stick. We both started fucking the other's mouth, slowly at first, and then gradually picking up speed, making harder thrusts. In a matter of minutes we were fucking like rabbits, faster, harder, driving our cocks deep inside those two hot and wet mouths. Jeff was the first to blow his wad into my mouth, causing me to swallow long and fast in order not to choke on the hot thick creamy load he gave me. His cumming inside my mouth set me off, and I returned the favor by giving him my thick load. I ground my pubes hard into his face as I fucked my entire load of man juice out of my cock and down his throat.
Afterward we lay there still in the sixty-nine position, too satisfied to try and get up. Fresh cum order was now mixed in with old cum smells, and it smelled so good breathing the fumes.
Finally I said, "Think maybe we should get up? By the way, what's on the agenda for today?"
"Besides sex?" Jeff asked with a grin.
"Do you think we can do anything that doesn't include sex?"
"I'd be completely happy just to hold your cock in my ass all day long," he told me.
"Well, I certainly could handle holding your dick inside mine all night long," I assured him.
"Good, then I'll take days and you nights," he decided.
We talked for a few minutes then decided to clean up, get a bite to eat, and then head out for the day sightseeing.
"There really are some nice places to visit around here," Jeff said as we headed for the shower.
We showered, ate breakfast, and soon on the road with Jeff behind the wheel. He was right, there were some really nice scenic places to see and take pictures. Jeff was a guy who never ever left on any kind of trip, be it short or long, without his digital camera. This time was no different, and by lunch time we had made several stops, taking lots of pictures. He took some of me, and for some, he set up a tripod and took some of the two of us together.
We had eaten a light breakfast, so by lunch time we were both hungry enough to eat whatever it took to fill us up. We went into a restaurant, one that specialized in "home cooked meals" as it advertised, and found out, the advertising had been right. The food was out of this world.
We spent the entire day on the road, and by the time we were back at Jeff's cabin, the sun was getting low in the sky. As he shut his car engine off, he turned to me and smiled. "Thanks," he said."
"For what?" I asked.
"I really enjoyed today, really enjoyed just spending time with you."
"Me, too," I agreed. Then grinning, I said, "And see, we CAN do something besides sex."
"If you can believe this or not, ever since we left this morning sex was never on my mind. Just spending time together was what I wanted. What I needed," he added.
I reached over and took his hand. "This is nice being here together."
"What happens after this week?" Jeff asked, a sad note creeping into his voice.
For a moment I silent as I thought about what he had just asked. Then I said, "I'm not sure, Jeff. I do know I don't want to lose you. I need you in my life."
"So do I," he said. "At this point I can't imagine life without you being in it."
"I've been thinking about something," I told him. "I've been asking myself if Kathy would ever be willing to let us be friends."
"I'm not sure I'm following you."
"Well, I've been wondering if perhaps our wives might be willing to let us take trips now and then. Lots of married guys do that sort of thing. They have buddies they do things with, such as taking trips now and then. We could always take up fishing," I finished with a grin.
"Perhaps," Jeff replied. "However, are we going to be happy just being friends?"
"We are more than friends, aren't we?" I gave his hand a squeeze.
Jeff nodded, remaining silent.
"We may not LIKE the idea of just getting together as `friends', but it can be a start, I think."
"A start of what?" Jeff asked.
"I'm not sure," I answered. "Let's just take things slow and see what happens."
"Can I ask you something?" Jeff asked quietly.
"You can ask me anything you want, Babe?" I assured him.
"Do you ever think about us?"
"'Us'", I repeated. "You mean as in living together?"
Jeff nodded.
"I have to some extent, I guess."
"Can you see that ever happening?"
"Anything is possible," I told him. "You realize, though, that it wouldn't be just the two of us concerned? There are lots of people involved here. Lots of really good people that would be hurt," I added.
"I know," he said. "I guess I must really be an awful person."
"Why the hell would you say that, Jeff? You're one of the nicest, gentlest, sweetest guys I have ever known."
"Because it has crossed my mind more than once about telling Sally how I really feel. Sometimes I think I owe her my honesty."
"Even if that honesty creates a big hurt for her and your kids?"
"I know, you're right," he sighed. "Still, if I'm to be honest, I will have to admit the idea has gone through my mind a few times."
I was silent for a moment or two. Finally I said, "You may be right. About telling our families about us," I added. "However, I wonder if for now it would be best for us to try and work something out so we can spend some time together. At least for now."
Jeff reached over and gave me a kiss. "I love you," he said.
"I love you too, Babe. So fucking much." I gave him a smile. "Ever thing will work out for us, I promise."
We headed for the cabin, stripped our clothes off and sat naked in the living room, enjoying ice cold beer and a movie. The movie was a good comedy, one that we both needed, and by the time it was over, both Jeff and I were in a good mood once more. The low feelings we had felt earlier was gone.
We decided to take more beer and sit out on the deck behind Jeff's cabin. It was so private, and the early night air felt so good to our naked bodies that we both thought it a good idea.
Jeff took a six pack from the frig and popped it into a cooler, and we headed out into the night air. It felt so good, so fucking good to be able to walk naked outside, to feel the warm breeze blow over our bodies, playing in our body hair.
"It wouldn't bother me if we could always come back here on our get togethers," I admitted to Jeff.
"Same goes for me, too," Jeff agreed. "Think maybe the wives would let us come without them?"
"Kathy doesn't really like roughing it," I told Jeff. Then grinning, I said, "Trust me, the way I'm going to describe this place when I get back is not going to fit it at all."
"Well, if Kathy won't come with you, there's no way in hell Sally will come and spend time with two men. That's just not her."
"See, things may be working out for us even as we speak," I smiled.
Jeff finished his drink and took another bottle from the cooler. He handed one to me and grinned. "There is nothing sexier than watching a hot naked guy drinking beer."
"Fuck, yeah, we're two of the hottest guys ever," I said. "The hottest," I repeated.
We finished our drinks, and taking two more, decided on taking a walk. After all, it was completely dark now, and no one could see us, naked or clothed. It was the perfect night for a walk.
As we headed out into the dark night, I took Jeff's hand, and together we walked away from the cabin, the darkness swallowing us up. It was so relaxing to just be out in the open air, not to mention being naked and enjoying the touch of each other's body now and then as we made our way along the narrow trail before us.
"Where is this going to take us?" I asked.
"Wait and see," Jeff said.
"You're not going to take me off somewhere and rape me, are you?" I asked, pretending to sound frightened.
"Never rape," Jeff assured me. "I'm not going to promise that I won't fuck you somewhere along the way."
"Ah, a fuck in the woods," I laughed. "That sounds totally hot."
As we walked along in the dark, the thought of Jeff bending me over a tree somewhere and slamming his cock inside my hole, well, what can I say? The ole tool between my legs went into overdrive. In a matter of seconds I was so fucking hard I thought the skin was going to crack and fall completely away from my now dripping dick.
During our walk, Jeff while holding my hand, accidentally brushed against my cock. Laughing, he said, "I see you liked the thought of a hot fuck in the woods."
"Hell yeah, I liked it," I exclaimed. I reached over and discovered his hard cock, standing up around his thick forest. "I see you might like the same thing."
"There's only one thing I ask," he told me.
"And what, may I ask, would that be?"
"If I plow your ass out here in the woods, you have to pound my hairy hole. "You think you can handle that?"
"Shit yes, I can handle that. Over and over," I added.
We walked a bit further and then Jeff said, "Well, here's the best fuck tree out here." He pointed just off the trail where we both saw a huge fallen tree.
I couldn't resist asking, "So, just how many hot studs have you taken here and fucked?"
"You're going to be the first," he said, pushing me toward the topic at hand. "All I've ever done here is jack off. I've come to this place and whipped my dick out many times and stroked til I shot my load. In fact, if it were day light, you would be able to see all the dried cum on the bark."
"I think we should come back tomorrow when it's daylight and look," I decided.
"We can do that," he said. "However, we're here tonight, and I really need to bury my cock inside that hot hole of yours."
"Oh, you will get no complaint from me," I said. I walked over and leaned over the tree. "Give me that cock, Babe."
This was a time when no love making was involved. Just plain raw sex was what we wanted, what we needed. Jeff spit on his hand and started rubbing is along my crack and tickling the hair around the opening.
"Wow, your ass is so fucking sweaty," he declared. "It's going to make it so easy for my dick to slide inside you."
"Then do it," I ordered. "Pound my hole."
Jeff put on his hand once more and stroked his cock a couple of times, spreading the wetness all over his hardness. Then I felt him come over and stand behind me. I felt the tip of his cock tease my hairy opening. Then without any warning, he slid in, burying my ass deep into his wiry forest. I pushed hard against me until I thought his pubes were going to give me carpet burn. God, it was so hot, getting fucked out here in the open air.
"Fuck me hard," I told him. "Split my ass wide open with that hairy pole of yours."
"Fuck, your ass feels so fucking good to my cock," Jeff told me. "That sweaty ass feels so hot. I love sliding through all that wetness."
Jeff fucked me quite some time, and feeling his bare cock deep inside my ass felt so good as he pounded my insides, slammed his hairy balls into my body. Suddenly I felt his cock swell up, and I knew he was getting ready to spray my hairy insides.
"Fill my ass, Babe," I told him. "Give me your cum."
I felt the first jet of thick hot man juice hit my insides, and I squeezed his cock with my ass muscles until I had the entire load deep inside me. Jeff had shot such a big load up my ass that some of it ran back down, and I felt it run into his sweaty bush, next to my ass cheeks.
His cock still hard, Jeff pulled out of me and said, "Now, it's my turn. I want that hairy tool of yours up me. I want that same feeling of completeness you just experienced," he said.
I didn't have to be told twice. I reached between my legs, and finding some of his cum leaking out from my hole, took my finger and wiped it all over my dick, covering my shaft heavily with his fuck juice. Then I pushed Jeff toward the tree, bent him over, and without any preamble at all, slide right into his hot opening. I buried my cock as deep as possible and started fucking the shit out of him. There was nothing slow about it, nothing gentle. Just pure hard fucking. Because of the hard fucking I'd just received from Jeff, my prostate was in no condition to last very long. In fact, as I felt the cum starting to build up in my balls I was thinking it was probably the shortest fuck I'd ever given him.
Jeff knew I was about to cum, because he started moaning and said, "Come on, Babe, give me your cum. I need to feel your hot sticky load shoot in my ass."
That did it. My balls shoot, and my cock exploded. I filled the hairy hole I'd been fucking up with my thick hot man juice. I couldn't believe I shot so much. After I'd finished fucking Jeff, I lay there enjoying the feel of my hot cum surrounding my dick and flooding his ass. It was so fucking hot. We just lay there for several minutes enjoying the after math of hot sex in the woods.
I finally pulled out of his cummy hole, and taking Jeff in my arms, we held each other tightly, enjoying the feel of our kiss, as well as the cum leaking from our fuck holes.
Finally I pulled back and said, "You are so fucking hot, Jeff, and I love you so damned much."
"I love you too, Brian."
We started our walk back to the cabin. No words were spoken as we made our way back through the darkness. We held hands, and the feelings, the love we were feeling made it seem more like broad day light rather than dark night time.