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Burke moaned and inhaled as he licked around the head and slit. He worked quickly, taking a little more cock each time he went down. Carter was in heaven. He hadn't had a BJ this good in ages, and no BJ at all since he pumped a last load down Parson's throat the day the underclassmen left school. And that had been a rush job since Parson's phone kept ringing from his parent's waiting downstairs in the already-loaded car. After a few minutes, Carter felt like he might cum, so was relieved when Burke stood up and motioned him down the hall and up the stairs. Carter thought it would be weird to go in Burke's boyfriend's room, so was happy when Burke said 'guest room', and pointed at the end of the hall while he turned toward the bathroom.
Burke came into the room having shed his clothes. He looked fantastic. Body perfect, toned. With his almost black hair, a dusting between his pecs, and his heavy treasure trail stood out even in the dim light. Carter was already on the bed, and Burke jumped on next to him. Carter shifted down and got between Burke's legs, lapping on his heavy nuts, and taking his cock back down his throat to the hilt. Burke was amazed at how Carter was fairly quickly moving his lips from the base of his cock all the way to the tip, each time he travelled down, he could feel his fat head squeeze its way into Carter's throat. Burke had never had a BJ like this, goddam, where did Carter learn to suck dick like that? They definitely should have been hooking up back in the old days and every summer and holiday!
Carter worked on the thick peen some more, before diving down to Burke's big full nuts again. He licked under them, and unable to get further, lifted Burke's legs a little, and then some more. Running his tongue back and forth between his nuts and his sensitive rosebud, Carter made Burke moan and wiggle with pleasure. Finally, frustrated at not being able to get in where he wanted, Carter grabbed Burke's hip and motioned for him to turn over. Burke flipped over on his tummy, spread his knees out, and hiked his ass up a little; he knew what he wanted. Carter dove in to his ass, licking and sucking and slurping, then tongue punching Burke's twat. Carter paused and took a look. While tight and delicious looking, Burke's ass had definitely seen a lot of cock. It had that tell-tale elongated slit look, a long slender almond. Carter, while still relieved that his own hole was tight and normal looking, knew that it had changed shape and appearance over the previous three years. Carter also smiled when after only a minute of eating Burke's butt, the anus was winking open at him in an invitation. Carter began to spit in the open twat, letting as much saliva as he could drop into the opening puss. He fingered it a little bit and felt the sphincter and rectum grab his digit and try to pull it in.
Carter could feel his cock hard and leaking, pressed into the mattress. He crawled up the bed until he was laying on Burke's back, his cock nestled between his muscular, pointy, and prominent cheeks. Burke sighed under Carter's weight, and when he felt the dick lodge over his butthole. Carter slid his cock back and forth slowly in Burke's spit-soaked asscrack. Burke's pussy opening was in a little funnel- shaped depression, and Carter's dickhead got stuck there on every upward journey. Finally, when it did once, Carter stopped and pushed in. After a little resistance, Burke's bumhole seemed to open up and guide the prick in, and soon Carter was almost balls deep in the velvety smooth warmth of his old buddy's rectum. Carter pulled out a bit, and sank in again amidst a long low moan from Burke, until he felt his pubes mashed into his ass. "Feels so awesome, fuck me bro," Burke whispered. Carter did just that. He began slow, pulling his whole length out before driving it to the hilt each time. After a while, and feeling close, Carter picked up the pace until he was furiously pounding Burke's ass. Burke was talking dirty which only turned Carter on more. "Fuck me fuck me! Blast my ass. Use my pussy bro. You gonna fill me up? Give me your babies? Oh god, fuck me like a slut." And that sort of thing.
Carter gave him a last dozen or so fast hard pushes and then licking Burke's neck furiously, went rigid with his legs shaking as the start of his built-up load ejected into Burke's quivering twat. Expended, Carter sank onto Burke, his cock still buried deep inside his old teammate. After a minute, Carter went to pull out, but realized he was still hard as a nail. He began very slow small strokes, feeling his dickhead squishing around in his load from a minute before. He could feel Burke's chute squeezing and twitching still on his cock. Finally, after a while of this, Carter pulled out and flipped Burke over, diving down for a long kiss. Burke had pulled his knees up on either side of Carter's torso, and inevitably, Carter's cock found contact with Burke's sloppy asshole again. Pushing in deep, Carter picked up the pace. Forcing Burke's ankles over his head, and leaning down for sloppy kisses, Carter was pounding him pretty hard and fast, his cock feeling like it was making a milkshake deep in Burke's fuck tunnel. Within a surprisingly short time, less than ten minutes, Carter felt his dick swelling and his nuts pulling up, and after a few last pushes, felt his cock pulsing another load into Burke's tired and stretched guts.
Carter pulled his softening cock out of Burke and let his legs down. Burke shifted a foot up the bed and put his head on the pillow with a big smile. "That was awesome bro! Can't believe it took us so long to get together." Carter smiled, but the smile ran away when he looked between Burke's legs and saw a puddle of ass juice and cum seeping into the bedspread. Burke seemed to understand: "don't worry about it, I got weeks to do laundry." Carter flopped down next to Burke, running his hand down his chest and six pack, going back and forth over his treasure trail and small patch of chest hair. Carter's hand slid down a last time before cupping Burke's heavy loose nuts and giving a few light jerks on his stiff cock. Carter felt its girth and firmness, but also its dryness.
"You didn't cum bro?" Carter asked a little despondently. "Nope, but don't worry, I almost never cum from getting fucked, even though those were fuckin awesome screws bro! Plenty of time for me to get off."
The two rested and fondled eachother's bodies and cocks for a while, until Burke felt himself dozing off and decided to get up. They went downstairs, and directly to the liquor cabinet where Burke, who obviously knew where everything was, made them a few rum and cokes. They sat on the large white sectional in a sort of embrace. They had their drinks and made out and tickled eachother a bit. After a while, Burke let out a little fart, probably from all their air Carter had pushed up him when he was pulling all the way out and jamming it back in. Alarmed, Burke jumped up and saw a little puddle staining the bright white fabric. He ran to the kitchen and got a few paper towels, which seemed to do the job, and then a few more which he shoved between his cheeks before sitting back down, making Carter laugh. Burke's dick had never gone soft, altering between half and full mast, even after three Cuba Libres. Carter leaned over and took the fat, straight, circumcised peen into his mouth and throat again.
Burke moaned in pleasure. "Fuck yeah dude, that is so awesome. Where'd you learn to do that?!" Burke said slowly, punctuated by another low moan. "You know I always had a crush on you back in school. You never noticed? You were always so hot, and such a cool and friendly guy. You don't remember I always got the shower next to you after soccer? No coincidence. You never noticed me flirting with you? I wanted you to join our little group and fool around. In soccer huddles, you never noticed it was usually me next to you? And my hand was on your ass not around your shoulder! Well anyway bro, I am glad we finally got together, even if it did take Grindr!" Burke's little monologue over, and Carter still working his cock like a pro, Burke eased his dick out of Carter's gullet and with a wide smile, and a fake-menacing tone said: "Now I need some of that fine ass!" Burke grabbed Carter under the arms and roughly picked him up so his face was in the back cushions, knees on the sofa, and his narrow taut little ass was pushed out to the max.
Burke dove in between the smooth firm cheeks. It was like pressing his nose between two mini Nerf footballs. He licked from Carter's balls--still covered with his own ass juice and plenty of Carter's saliva and cum--all the way to his tailbone a few times, before digging in with his tongue into Carter's tight but elastically-welcoming asspuss. Carter wiggled his ass and moaned into the cushion as Burke curled his tongue and punched it into the rapidly-opening slit. Burke was getting excited. He spat a couple big loogeys right onto Carter's opening and pushed them in with a finger. Burke stood up, with Carter watching over his shoulder. Burke squatted a little bit, cupped his hand beneath his ass, grunted comically, and shat a little glob of cum and juice into his hand. Carter had never seen anything like it, and his cock stiffened as he watched Burke stroke the gunk in his hand onto his cock, and place it against Carter's expectant twat. Carter felt the plump cockhead pushing at him, and then felt Burke's slimy hand on his shoulder at the same time as his cock parted his rosebud and slowly pushed in deep.
Burke fucked passionately yet strongly. Carter could feel his ass being forcefully stretched and fucked, but it was gentle even when rough, none of the mean frenzy like the last time with Clayton. Carter was in heaven. This was the best fuck he'd had in ages. Not that the ones with Clayton weren't exhilarating, feeling his ass probed deeper and wider than ever before, but this with Burke was lovemaking. Carter closed his eyes for a minute, but felt bad when he started thinking about how this was the way Tyson would make love to him. He snapped back to the present. Burke was long dicking him, faster than before, and pushing in hard, with a little extra upward thrust at the end, that was making Carter shake. Carter jumped a bit when Burke's hand wrapped around his stiff cock and jerked it fast. It surprised Carter when, after only ten tugs or so, he all of a sudden felt himself cumming. Burke noticed too, and managed to catch almost all in his hand, dumping it on Carter's sweaty back and smearing it around until after only a couple seconds after Carter's orgasm, Burke shoved his cock deep and froze. Carter felt the big head swell, and squirt after squirt of the hot liquid hit his rectal membrane. Burke had smeared Carter's load all over his back between his shoulder blades, and with his spent cock still buried deep, began to lick the sperm off Carter's back.
Not wanting to risk the white sofa anymore, Burke carefully extracted his cummy cock from Carter, and picked up the paper towels from the rug, stuffing them between Carter's cheeks. Burke led the way to the shower where they cleaned off and fingered eachother a bit, feeling their slimy deposits in eachother. They found their clothes in various places upstairs and downstairs and got dressed. "That's is one thing briefs are good for! Cum-catching!" Burke said with a laugh. They made one more drink each, and talked for a while. Finally they tidied up a bit and left to get Carter back to his car, as it was getting late. Burke didn't mind, he was waiting tables at the country club that summer five nights a week, and not having to start work till four-thirty, his days were filled with pools, hanging out, working out, and not much else. Carter drove the short distance home, shifting on his stretched and cummy butthole. His mom was still up when he walked in and although Carter always liked their late night chats when his dad was asleep, he felt a bit awkward standing there in the kitchen with sperm leaking out of his twat and a post-fuck fart always a possibility. He told her he had caught up with Burke, and his mom thought that was great. She apparently was friendly with his mom from some volunteer thing, or Garden Club or something. Carter wasn't listening.
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