By Bacteriaburger
Chapter 6
It rains
ninety percent of the year in
Well, the winter was especially cruel the
year I was living with Darrin, so I blame a lot of my mindset on that. The isolation just sort of gradually took its
toll. Our entire social life consisted
of each other. The sex was good, but at
some point I started to resent the fact that I liked giving him head. Put simply, Darrin was lazy. He didn’t wash the dishes or clean anything
unless you made him, and I was tired of acting like his fucking mom.
I forced myself to get outside of the
house one night, and I took the bus to McConnell’s. He had spent some time visiting his family in
“Nathaniel,”
he said when he opened the door and waved me inside. He had on a tight t-shirt tucked into even tighter
jeans. “Come inside, friend.” I went inside and took a seat on the
couch. His living room was warm and
inviting.
“So how’s
everything been going?” McConnell asked, placing my sack of weed on the scale.
“Cool,
man, cool. Schools fine, I like my
apartment. I’ve just been hanging out
with Darrin too much lately. I’m
actually pretty glad to be out of there.”
McConnell nodded.
“Winter blues gettin to ya?”
“Yeah.”
“I know, man. I couldn’t believe this snow when I got back
into town. Fucking
crazy.” He packed up a bowl and
passed it to me.
“So
how’re things going with you, man?”
“Oh, you
know,” McConnell said, “I broke up with my girlfriend a couple weeks ago.”
“That
sucks.”
“Yeah, it
does, it does...truth is I was kind of sick of the bitch anyway, though.” I started to laugh but the smoke sent me into
a coughing fit. McConnell slapped me on
the back. “Hey, hey, relax there buddy,”
he said.
“Yeah, it don’t
really bother me all that much,” he said after I’d recovered. “I take care of business fine by myself. Know what I mean?” He smirked at me and I returned the
look. McConnell leaned back on the
couch. I watched him as he relaxed and
let the music wash over him. He had a
great body, I noticed. Long and lean,
but muscular and well-formed, his stomach perfectly flat. I could see the tube of his cock hugged by
his tight jeans.
“McConnell...do
you remember what you were talking about, that one time we hung out?” I thought he would say he didn’t know what I
was referring to, but instead he just smiled and said, “Yeah, I remember.”
“Well,
Darrin and I have been getting into some of that shit.”
“I
figured,” he said.
“I guess
it’s getting a little old. We’re just
around each other too much.”
“That’s
cool, man,” he said in his lazy drawl.
“You can come over here any time you want, you know.” I let that hang in the air for a minute.
“So you two suck each other?” McConnell said, letting his hand fall down to
rest on his crotch.
“Yeah,” I
said, suddenly feeling nervous.
“That’s interesting,” he said, massaging
his package. We were quiet again for
what felt like an eternity, then McConnell stood up. “You know, I got some porn in my room,” he
said. “You feel like havin
a pull?”
“Okay,” I said.
“Yeah. Just two
buddies doin what men like to do best, eh?” I followed him back to his room. I couldn’t believe I was about to see him
naked, and possibly even to get it on with him.
I was suddenly hornier than I’d ever felt in my life.
I sat on a chair beside the bed and
McConnell put a video in his VCR. He
pulled off his shirt and slid off his jeans, and stood there in his tighty whities. He really did have a great body. His chest was muscular and tight, not an
ounce of body fat on him, his stomach firm and flat, and his skin golden
brown. He took off his underwear, and
the V-shape of his pelvis led down to a nest of light brown pubes, from which
his big cock swung.
“Yeah, this
is a good one,” he said, sitting down on the bed and looking at the TV. I slipped my pants down and watched the
movie. As it kicked into gear, McConnell
started chubbing up and pulling on his cock. Soon it grew into a full erection. It was enormous. Maybe even bigger than
Darrin’s.
After
stroking our cocks for a minute, McConnell shocked me by asking if ever played
with my ass.
“No way,”
I said.
“Well, if
you don’t mind, I got a toy I’d kinda like to use.”
He smiled and walked to his closet.
Reaching up on his shelf, he pulled out a long, smooth dildo. It was translucent green. He grabbed a bottle of lube out of his
dresser and tossed it to me. I pumped
some into my hand and rubbed it into my now hard dick. McConnell sat down, leaning back and raising
his legs a little so his ass was exposed.
I handed him the lube and he slathered it on the dildo.
“So you
stick that up your ass?”
“Watch
for yourself,” he said. He squeezed some lube onto his fingertips,
lifted up his legs, and rubbed it into his hole.
His thick
piece was throbbing against his stomach as he pressed the dildo against the
entrance of his asshole and pushed it in, gasping as it popped inside. Slowly, he inched more and more of it past
his ring, until he had it all the way in to the hilt.
“Wow,” I
said.
Once he had it in, he started going for
it. He fucked his ass with the dildo in
long, smooth motions, glancing at the porno every once in a while. He really seemed to be enjoying himself. At one point he looked up at me and smiled,
almost like he’d forgotten I was there.
The tip of his cock was wet with
pre-come. With one hand he held the
dildo, and with the other he raised his thigh to get better access to his
ass. He pushed it in hard and deep and held
it there, taking in his breath.
“Brother, you can’t imagine how good this
feels,” he said, easily taking it in and out of his ass. “You want to take it for a ride?”
“No”
“Suit yourself,”
McConnell said. “But check this out: I
know you and your buddy help each other out, and I could use some help
myself. I really enjoy getting pounded
with this thing, and I can’t have it the way I want it unless somebody does it
for me. Would you be willing?”
“What do you want me to do?” He popped the
dildo out of his ass and got on all fours on the bed, sticking his ass out
toward me.
“Just pound my ass good with this thing,”
he said, holding the dildo out to me.
“Don’t worry about hurting me, I’ll be fine.” I took the dildo in my hand and got behind
him. I’d never seen a guy’s ass up so
close before, but it didn’t look bad.
His asshole was clean and pink, with just a smattering of blond hair
around the rim. McConnell spread his
firm cheeks wide for me. I pressed the
tip of the dildo right to his hole and pushed.
It popped in, and I felt the tight grip of his ass as the muscles
contracted around it. Slowly I pushed
more inside, feeling the resistance give way.
I slid it back out almost all the way, then
pushed it back in.
I must
have been doing a good job, because McConnell was moaning under his
breath. I liked the way I was pressing
against his resistance…how his ass felt almost like elastic, or a tight glove. It was really kind of sexy.
“Go for
it buddy,” McConnell said. “Shove it in
there, make it yours.” He started
bucking his ass back into the dildo, meeting my thrusts. Reaching back, he took my other hand and
guided it to his tool, hard and drooling between his legs. I took the hint and stroked him while I pounded
away at his butt. He took it in his ass
long and deep, and I increased the speed of my
strokes.
He was
closing in on his orgasm, bucking against the dildo with increasing force. His cock slid against my palm almost as an
afterthought.
“Gonna shoot, buddy...oh fuck...don’t
stop...here it comes.” His ass muscles
contracted tight around the dildo, and I shoved it harder to compensate. Something gave inside of him, and warm, wet
jets of jizz started spilling out of his big dick,
splattering all over the bed. I kept the
dildo sliding in and out of his ass until all his jizz
was spent, and he rolled over on his back and slid it out of his butt.
“Fuck
man, that was nice,” he said, standing up and putting the dildo on the
shelf. His big dick hung heavily,
dripping onto the floor. He told me to
sit down on the chair, and he down in between my legs. “One good turn deserves another,” he said,
and he started going down on me. He
really knew what he was doing. He blew
me with sure, forceful strokes, running my dick into his throat easily. Maybe I was just turned on from the whole
situation, but it was about the best blowjob of my life. His mouth and throat felt smooth as silk, and
he bobbed up and down and played his tongue along my shaft with expert
skill. The sight of him—-this masculine older buddy going down on me—-was a turn on
in and of itself. He grabbed hold of my
nuts and used his other hand to stroke me as his mouth worked my shaft. It didn’t take long before I was ready to
blow.
“I’m
close,” I said. He seemed to want to
take my load as he sped up, sucking me tight and hard. I unloaded into him and he swallowed it all,
never missing a beat. I grasped the
edges of the chair, crying out as each shot of my orgasm went into his mouth and
down his throat. When I was done he gave
me a clean swipe with his lips, then looked up at me.
“Quite a
load there, Nathaniel,” he said, smiling.
“Yeah, I
guess I’ve been saving up for a while,” I said.
“Plus, that was some awesome head.”
“Well, thank
you. You did me well and I felt like I
had to return the favor,” McConnell said, getting dressed. I pulled on my own pants and we went out into
the living room. I picked up my weed
from the coffee table and started heading out.
“Well,
that was...crazy.” It was a stupid thing
to say, but I was still reeling from what had happened.
“Hey-—any
time you need some time away from your roommates, don’t hesitate to stop
by. I got lots more porn, and since I
don’t have a girlfriend, I could always use a tradeoff.”
“Sounds
good,” I said, and headed out the door.
I figured I’d be coming around a lot more to hang out with him. But as
it turned out, that was not to be. I
visited his place a couple of more times, but every time I went over there he
had a group of people hanging out. We
never got a chance to be alone, and I didn’t feel exactly comfortable just
calling him up and asking if he wanted to suck dick with me.
That left
me and Darrin, all alone in our increasingly claustrophobic little relationship.