Date: Wed, 16 Jan 2008 08:47:58 -0800 (PST)
From: Frenando F <ffrenando@yahoo.com>
Subject: sex team at walden 2

SEAN

I'd been having a pretty kick-ass dream when I woke up
short of breath. My dream had been a re-mix of the
last few nights plus some new imaginary stuff added
in. I had know it was a dream, but I didn't wake up,
it was one of those waking dreams where I was fully in
control--I had actually decided to wake myself up.

	In the dream I had been fucking my girlfriend Susan
when McGee (my best friend and roommate) leaned in and
started to lube me up so he could dick me, but before
he got three fingers in me he stopped and held his two
middle fingers on my prostate and leaned into my ear.
His breath was hot on my ear and his stubble scratched
my skin in a way that made me shot a little extra
prejizz into Susan. In his best seductive voice that
he never used on me he whispered,
"You're about to cum... you've already done laundry
twice this week; better wake up if you don't want to
have to do it all over again."

Because it was a dream I saw myself rear up when McGee
said that. As I did that in the dream I also sat bolt
upright in my real bed with my chest heaving and
covered in sweat. I blew out a breath I must've been
holding since I woke up and leaned forward to catch my
breath as I ran my hands through my short blonde hair.
My attention went to my cock and I saw that dream
McGee had been right; I was ready to shoot on a hair
trigger. My boxers were soaked with my prejizz. As I
pulled them off to throw them into my closet with all
my other dirty, jizz soaked laundry my cock slapped
down onto my treasure trail and got more of me sticky.
My head was still flushed deep red and leaking clear
drip as I fell back onto my back and took a few deep
breaths of air.

Looking over to McGee's bed to see if he had really
woken me up or if I had imagined it. He wasn't faking
being asleep; he was sprawled out on his bed and out
cold. He had rolled around in his sleep and the sheets
had slid most of the way down his freckled back.
McGee's real Irish, red hair, spotless fair skin from
swimming and he loves to drink. Being 6'9" and Irish I
haven't seen anyone put him under the table even when
he was doing double shots in the spirit of fair play.

I followed the light down McGee's long back and past
where the sheets pooled on the small of his back and
felt my cock twitch again as I stopped on his strong
legs. I was making him work out with me more often to
fill out his frame, but his legs had never needed much
work in the gym, they got all the work they needed
with him fucking me every week.

We had been fuck buddies since senior year of high
school. He wasn't getting much play since he was gay
but laid back about it and no one seemed to know. I
was more the opposite, I got my first taste of pussy
back in 8th grade. I had been an early bloomer because
when I got real excited my dong would start leaking
like mad. I still wear double thick boxers to make it
through the day with dry pants.

Before I learned that trick he girls would always know
when I was interested when my shorts would start to
look like I hadn't been very careful with my aim in
the toilet. The brave ones knew I was interested game
and the way I could lube up their pussies gave me
reputation as a fun lay.

In senior year I was with a senior on the field hockey
team who first showed me the fun of ass play. I was
willing to try almost anything that felt good, and
having her wiggle a finger or two into me as we fucked
or while we built a mood didn't phase me.

One week while she was off doing college visits I was
chilling with McGee. While we were doing our best to
play Mario Kart one handed (the other hand was in the
other guys boxers like always. It wasn't a thing for
us; guys keep their hands in their pants all the time.
The only time we would do anything was to distract the
other.)

With my hand on his limp cock I remember it hitting me
that his cock wasn't even up and it was thicker and
hotter than the two fingers my girl was using on me.
McGee felt me boning up and he asked me what else was
up?

Looking back on it the sex was almost inevitable:
horny eighteen year olds who were best friends, a girl
away for way to long leaving her man with only a hand
to tide himself over and you've basically got a porno.
I dropped the controller and held McGee's palm to my
cock as I fucked his hand slick with hot precum that I
was leaking as if it were piss. I jumped up, pulling
my other hand from McGee's cock.

"SCREW Mario! I wanna fuck!"

I remember making up my mind right then. I wanted his
cock up my butt; I wanted him to pump his Avocado
balls into me so much I didn't care if he used a
condom. I'm not usually that reckless with sex, but it
has happened a few times by accident. Some of the
condoms the school hands out are to small and McGee
has busted them when he pumps his load into a condom
already stretched by his thick cock. Of the girls who
have been willing to finger me, most got real prissy
when they found jizz McGee had left when he broke a
rubber. They would accuse me of cheating or say they
couldn't be with a bi guy. Others have been turned on
by it; one chick wanted to do a threesome or just to
watch as McGee and I fucked.

Thinking back on all the billions of sperm McGee has
pumped me full of got me boned up all over again. He
isn't much of an early morning sex kind of guy, but
even if he were it wouldn't do me much good. He was
still asleep and still face down into his pillow.
Neither of us normally got up before 9am and it was
only 7:30.

Frustrated and horny I threw my head back into my
pillow. I pumped my dong in time to the words "Damnit
McGee, get your ass up, or roll your ass over so I
ride your tool!"

I kept that rhythm as I switched hands. I let my
shinny, dripping hand slip down to my hole. Knocking
at my door I realized how closed up I was after an
absent-minded try at slipping a finger in and no luck.
Stupid McGee wasn't putting out. It must've been a few
weeks since he'd dicked me; I was used to fucking
every week or so, more if we were both horny.

"McGee. Wake. Up... I--" thwack "--want... ughh... To Fuck!"
Thwack. I was getting lost in the nut I was about to
blow and I missed McGee's waking up. What I didn't
miss was his lusty growl; I stopped jerking and pulled
at my balls to keep from cumming. He didn't have his
usual horn-dog look when he woke up with a hardon. He
might not be up for sex in the morning, but we'll
share a morning jerk if we both have woodies when the
alarms go off.

It looked like a long shot, but I played at getting
him in the mood with some humor, "Why the long dick
and sad face?"

His response wasn't "Because I'm not dicking your
ass." He actually looked like he was caught between
deciding to roll his eyes in annoyance or breathe out
in frustration. I kept my hand on my dick and looked
to McGee, what would keep him from fucking me? A great
feeling made me look back at my dick, which had just
burped out a bead of pearly white cum, and then it hit
me. He must have a meet coming up, it might even be
today! I looked back over to him, and saw I guess he
saw the realization play across my face.
"Shit man, I forgot, sorry bro."

It wasn't McGee's fault that he had a meet, but it was
a pain in the ass for me. Well, he may not be able to
play, but it doesn't mean I can't mess with him.

McGee hasn't lost his love of sex, unlike some
sexlets, and I still had his full attention square on
my shiny dick. In a trick I have gotten way to good at
I let go of my cock while I gathered up the blob of
cum from my head on my fingers. His eyes went wide and
frozen. His brain was trying to follow the cum on my
hand, which was moving to my face; and my dick, which
by the feeling on my stomach meant that I had shot
another little wad of pre jizz.

My hand was now right in front of my face... to eat or
not to eat? My cum tastes sort of like almonds, I
don't know if any other guy's cum tastes any
different, which I like well enough. As I licked it up
McGee snapped out of his brain freeze and started
moaning in heat. I saw him boning up so I kept on with
the show, a little show to remind him of the last week
he'd been holding out on me.

As I licked away at my palm, working to my fingers I
looked over to McGee. Poor guy was rock hard and
sweating. He looked like pure fuck lust; he was
sprawled out on the bed, all of his 6'9" body lit up
in the sun. His red hair started above his neckline
and fanned out thinly over his chest and came together
at his sternum like a highway straight down to his
cock. His freckles make him seem tan, even though he's
not, there are that many of them all over him. Boy's a
regular spotted Leopard. His spots don't end, they go
everywhere, the people who haven't seen him buck naked
up close wouldn't guess that, but they do. Even his
foreskin is colored brown and creamy white.
I was getting to close to not finish again, and I told
my buddy so I told him,
"I won't be long, but I gotta get this load off or
I'll be boned all day."
 His non-lingual reply was to growl from the back of
his throat, and then in English, "just let me get out
of the room before you start up again."

I knew he wouldn't be able to get off for a while
today so I held back as best I could until he got out
of the room before I let go and went to town. After
holding off on two loads I blew a great wad. The come
down got me so relaxed I might've oozed right off my
bed the same way my cum was running down my sides.

Deciding to give McGee a send off I hid when I heard
him on his way back from the shower. After some sounds
of books and other junk being moved I heard him coming
back my way from behind the door. Still naked and wet
I gathered up all the cum I could hold and jumped in
front of my buddy.
My hand went to its normal resting place in side
McGee's shorts and I started to work my cream into his
junk. I slicked up his balls and worked my cum into
his cock head as I rubbed his hood back and forth.

He was stopped up short again and I twitched his cock
to bring him back.
"Get a Win dude."

He laughed his deep laugh and grabbed by cock in
return. He let go an instatnt later and walked out
into the hall "Will do." He said as I felt his hand on
my back. When it pulled away I felt the spluge he had
left on my back, "ahhhh. And now for a shower."