Chapter 56 - Hot Tub Bareback

I g.r.o.a.n.e.d and moved my left hand down to massage my balls while my right was still lightly stroking my hardened c.o.c.k. I was staring as the screen in front of me as the b.a.r.e bodies of two well hung men humped, pumped, c.a.r.e.s.sed, and f.u.c.k.e.d each other. Nobody else was home so I had turned the volume up almost all the way just to liten to the e.r.o.t.i.c groans and grunts of the hardcore gay p.o.r.n.

To my complete and utter disapointment though, the phone on the coffe table started to ring. I couldn't stop the demand my mind gave to answer it, I guess that make me like a teenage girl in some aspects. I muted the TV, continuing to watch and jerk off as I pressed 'talk'.

"What?" I questioned absently, watching the blonde go down on the black haired man who had just had his c.o.c.k up the blonde's a.s.s.

"Harp, get over to my house ASAP," the familiar voice of my long standing best friend instructed.

"No, I'm busy," I replied, nearly all of my attention on the expert deep throater.

"Stop jerking off to one of your p.u.s.s.y flicks and get your a.s.s over here!" Shane demanded. He didn't know I was gay, no one knew I was gay. Well, except the gays I would cyber with from time to time, and even that was under a different name.

I hung up the phone and unmuted the TV, welcoming back the loud powerful grunts of the gorgeous raven haired man, whose eyes were closed and mouth hanging open. He was groaning obsenities to the blonde and his hair down closer to the base of his d.i.c.k. The blonde was jerking himself off and the camera was postitioned perfectly so that you could see the entire length of his beautiful b.a.r.e c.o.c.k.

I was disapointed when the p.o.r.n ended just after the c.u.m shots, having not reached my own climax. I leaned back into the couch farther and started fantisizing about blowing my load in some hot guys face or a.s.s. I jerked on my d.i.c.k faster, soon c.u.m.m.i.n.g all over myself and the couch.

Regaining myself a few moments later, I stood to clean up. I put the DVD back in it's case, then threw the sticky couch cusions and my clothes into the laundry, and finally went to take a shower.

I knocked on Shane's door a half hour later and waited patiently for him to answer. When he did I wasn't surprised to see him soaking and wearing only a baggy pair of board shorts.

"Finally. God, you must take forever to get off," he remarked leading the way through his house to the large underground pool and jacuzzi his parents had put in a year ago.

"Maybe I was just trying to avoid your ugly a.s.s," I smirked back, kicking off my shoes and pilling off my shirt so I was also left with only my swim shorts.

"Now that was just uncalled for you jackass," Shane fake w.h.i.n.ed before doing a side dive into the deep end of the pool.

I shrugged and cannon-balled, landing next to his resurfacing body.

Once we found out that Shane's parents had decided against taking the red eye back from Boston, leaving the a.d.u.l.ts and Shane's younger siblings left there for another day, we immediately broke out the liqour. The sun was now setting and were relaxing in the jacuzzi, passing the bottle of rum back and forth.

"These bubbles are f.u.c.k.i.n.g killing me," Shane complained plunging a hand into the water, returning victoriously with his trunks in hand. I simply laughed and followed suit, finding that the bubbling jets were much more pleasurable on my b.a.r.e skin.

"Well, the rum's gone," I sighed dropping the empty bottle outside of the jacuzzi. I was getting way to relaxed in the hot frictioned water.

"It was only a third full anyway," my friend shrugged. His soft brown hair hung in his face in a shaggy, messed up manor, but I was really finding it s.e.xy.

"Yeah, I guess," I agreed, trying to ignore the fact that I had just considered my best friend 's.e.xy'.

We sat in the hot water silently for almost a half hour. My body was betraying me as my c.o.c.k started to harden and my mind wandered over my friend's n.a.k.e.d body. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the jets that were aimed near my d.i.c.k.

My eyes flew open when I felt a firm grasp on my left lhighm and a strange sensation around my left n.i.p.p.l.e. Shane was seperating my legs apart slightly as he moved to straddle my right leg, all the while he was l.i.c.k.i.n.g, s.u.c.k.i.n.g, and nibbling on my n.i.p.p.l.e.

"F.u.c.k, what are you doing?" I asked harshly, though it came out as a light m.o.a.n. Shane moved his mouth from my n.i.p.p.l.e to under my ear, s.u.c.k.i.n.g and kissing the sensetive flesh.

"I can't help it. You make me so f.u.c.k.i.n.g horny," he g.r.o.a.n.e.d, gyrating his c.o.c.k, a.s.s, and balls against my b.a.r.e leg. In a second his mouth was connected with mine, his tongue working it's way into my mouth.

Shane was humping my leg and constantly goaning into my mouth, as his hands moved around my torso, pinching and rubbing my n.i.p.p.l.es, causing me to m.o.a.n into our kiss as well.

"Let me f.u.c.k you," he pleaded, running a hand up the length of my c.o.c.k. I lifted my h.i.p.s into his touch. Without me processing it, Shane started to turn me over in the water, his hand running up my a.s.s now. I could feel a slight pressure against my hole as he started to press his d.i.c.k head into it.

I had a slight idea of what it would feel like having used a small b.u.t.t plug while jerking off a few times, but the plug was considerably smaller than my friend's d.i.c.k.

Shane was m.o.a.ning furiously as he slowly slid his large member into me farther and farther. When he was almost all the way in, his h.i.p.s jutted foreward slamming the last inch into me. A low growl escaped his lips as I help back a yelp and winced in pain. My friend slowly pulled out all the way and continued to slide, just as slowly, back in. My a.s.s quickly relaxed and I started to really enjoy the new "full" feeling.

"Harder, Shane. F.u.c.k me harder," I begged after his third excruciationgly slow penetration.

"You want me to bone your a.s.s harder, Harper? Tell me you want my fat c.o.c.k pumping you," he ordered mockingly, l.u.s.t dripping from his husky words.

"Please Shane, just f.u.c.k me harder. I need you to," I practically whimpered as he continued his slow assult on my a.s.s.

Suddenly, tightening his grip on my waist, he slammed the full length of his c.o.c.k into me, grinding his balls into my a.s.s. I m.o.a.n.e.d and tried pushing my h.i.p.s back into him. From there he started picking up his pace, grunting and gasping with every fierce thrust.

"You still want me to f.u.c.k you harder, Harp?" he exclaimed inbetween his vicious thrusts. All I could do was m.o.a.n loudly as he slapped my a.s.s. "You like it rough, huh?" he questioned, his balls slapping against me. I couldn't get enough of the feeling of Shane's large, swollen c.o.c.k sliding in and out of my asshole with the jacuzzi jets swirling around my own d.i.c.k and balls.

"Shane, I'm gonna c.u.m!" I m.o.a.n.e.d. His right hand moved around my waist and started to jerk me off in time with his hard pumps.

"Yeah, Harper. C.u.m for me and I'll c.u.m for you!" He grunted loudly. I couldn't hold back any longer and I exploded into the warm water. I couldn't stop m.o.a.ning Shane's name and 'Oh, God, Yes' into the night.

"F.u.c.k, Harper! I'm going to c.u.m in you!" I faintly heard shane yell, my own climax clouding my mind. I felt him slam into me one las time as his fingers raked down my back, a large growl like m.o.a.n errupting from his throat as he sprayed load after load into my a.s.s before collapsing ontop of my back.

Shane and I are closer then ever, still not and probably never will be a couple, but that's the way we like it. He was my first and I thank him for that as often and as pleasurably as I can.