Date: Thu, 1 Jan 2009 21:56:36 -0800 (PST)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brian and Jeff: Part 1

This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males. If material of
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if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read
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  This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's
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Mark Stevens



			  Brian and Jeff : Part 1


	I was in my office buried deep in paperwork when the telephone on
my desk rang. My friend, Jeff greeted me.
	"Hey, Brian, what's up?"
	"Jeff, how the hell are you, man?"
	"I'm great. How are you doing?" I asked.
	Hearing Jeff's voice on the other end of the phone line made my
heart begin to race. He and I had been friends ever since junior high days
in school. We ran around together all during junior high and high school.
We enjoyed spending time with each other, and never missed a day being with
each other. Then after graduation from high school, he and I chose
different colleges, and from then on, we didn't get to see much of each
other.
	For us, we completed high school, married our college sweethearts,
and well, as they say, the rest was history. That had been almost
twenty-five years ago. Only just a couple of years ago had we reestablished
contact and picked up where our friendship had halted those many years
before.
	"What's on your mind?" I asked Jeff.
	"I am taking next week off and heading for my cabin at the lake.
Was just wondering if there was a chance you could join me for a few days?"
	The thought of getting away from the same routine for a few days,
not to mention getting to see my best friend from childhood days, well, I
have to say, that made my heart skip a beat or two, not to mention what it
did to my cock.
	I looked at my desk calendar. As luck would have it, I didn't have
a thing at all going the next week. At least not anything I couldn't
reschedule. "Should be no problem," I told Jeff. Nothing's happening next
week that I can rearrange."
	"What about Kathy?" he asked, speaking of my wife.
	For just a moment I had a quick sense of guilt flow through me, but
I quickly shrugged it off. "It shouldn't be any problem there either," I
assured him. "Tell you what, let me check into some things, and I'll get
back with you later this afternoon. You going to be around then?"
	"I'll be here," Jeff answered. "Give me a call."
	"Will do," I said. "Oh, and Jeff, thanks!"
	"Hey, I've missed you, Buddy. I really need to see you bad."
	"I know the feeling. I've missed you like hell."
	We talked a few more minutes and then ended our conversation. As I
sat at my desk thinking about Jeff and how much I wanted to spend some time
with him, my thoughts turned back, and I relived some of the memories Jeff
and I had shared together.
	Like I said, Jeff and I had been friends since junior high. We met
just after our fourteenth birthdays, became good friends, and immediately
started spending most of our free time with each other. He would spend
nights at my house, and I would do the same, sleeping many nights, sleeping
in Jeff's bed. Of course, fourteen year old boys become very fascinated
with their bodies, especially that muscle that is suddenly growing bigger
between their legs. When Jeff and I had sleepovers, we'd lay in bed and
almost always the subject of sex came up. Of course, at that age it usually
was about jacking off and if you did it, and how often you did it, and even
if you admitted that you did do it.
	Early on in our friendship, Jeff and I started jacking together. We
started out by jacking off, watching each other stroke their dick, waiting
to see the thick glob of cum erupt from our dicks. We were both interested
in the hair that was beginning to grow around our dicks. When we first
started experimenting together, neither one of us had much of a bush. Just
a few stray hairs starting to sprout, brown for me, and cold black for
Jeff. As time passed, though, both his bush and mine became very thick. By
the time we were in the ninth grade, however, we were both well endowed
with thick carpet around our dicks, as well as nice thick cocks to play
with.
	By the end of ninth grade, we had gone from jacking off in front of
each other to jacking each other's hard dicks, even to going down on each
other, learning to take each other's hot thick creamy loads.
	Then, during the summer between our ninth and tenth grades, we
discovered the wonderful world of fucking. It had been on both of our minds
for quite some time, but neither one of us was willing just yet to "do it".
	"I hear it's really hot," Jeff told me one summer night as we lay
in my bed.
	We were naked, on our sides, and as he said that, I could feel
Jeff's hard dick rubbing my ass crack. I leaned back into him, forcing his
cock inside my crack.
	"Fuck me, Jeff," I told him.
	"Are you sure? I don't want to do anything you don't want to do,"
Jeff said.
	I pressed hard into him, feeling his hard dick slide farther up
until it stopped at my tight hole. I could feel his thick black bush
rubbing my ass cheeks, and the feel of those curls only made me want him
inside me all the more. "Yeah, fuck me, Jeff. I want to feel ever inch of
you in my ass."
	My words were all it took. Jeff jumped out of the bed and ran over
to the bag he had brought with him. He reached inside and brought out a
tube of something and came back to bed.
	"Lube?" I asked.
	He nodded. "I'll grease my dick up really good, and put some in you
with my finger. That should make it easier for me to get inside you. I'll
go easy," he assured me.
	"Just fuck me," I told him once more.
	Slicked up with lube, Jeff brought the tip of his cock to my
opening. Placing the tip of it there, he paused for just a moment. Then he
slowly pushed it into the opening. He stopped for just a second or two and
then pushed a little harder.
	"Shit," I cried out.
	Jeff pulled out completely. "God, I'm so sorry," he said. "I don't
want to hurt you."
	I pushed back into him once more. "Come one, go back in," I told
him. "Just take it easy and slow. It will be all right once your in," I
said, trying to assure myself as much as him.
	It took a while, but I finally got use to Jeff's dick inside my
tight ass, and he started fucking me. He was slow and gentle for the
longest time, but finally he couldn't take it any longer. "I'm gonna cum,
Brian," he told me. "You want me to pull it out before I do?" he asked.
	"Fuck now," I told him. "Fill my ass with your hot load."
	My words brought him over the edge, and suddenly I felt his body
tense up behind me, felt his cock swell up inside my tight wet ass, and I
knew he was getting really to blow his hot load inside my ass. And he did.
	That night I jacked my cock after he fucked me, and because he had
given my ass and prostate such a going over, it only took me three or four
strokes, and I was shooting my load all over my stomach.
	The next time I spent the night at Jeff's house, and I fucked
him. God, it was so hot, so wonderful, that with my dick inside his ass, I
came almost immediately. I lay there for a time, just enjoying feeling my
cock still inside Jeff's ass surrounded by my cum. It didn't take me long
to recover, and soon I was plowing though my own cum once more as I pounded
Jeff's wet cum filled hole. The second time I fucked him so long and so
hard that even Jeff was surprised to feel his cock swell up and start
shooting all on its own. Without even touching it, Jeff started shooting
cum every where. He told me later it was the strongest hardest cum
sensation he had ever felt in his life.
	This was the way our lives went for the rest of our high school
years. Several times each week, and usually ever weekend, we spent
together. So, when school was over, we were graduated and heading different
directions, it was a sad time for the both of us. From that time until a
couple of years ago we had never seen each other again. After graduating
from college, Jeff went three states away because of a new job, he married,
had three sons, and that was it. Until recently.
	The same thing went for me. Well, for the most part. After I
graduated from college, I found a job back in my home town, married and
raised two sons and a daughter. And that had been my life. Until recently.
	The telephone rang on my desk, bringing me back to the present, and
the realization that my dick was hard and dripping inside my shorts
underneath my slacks.
	It was my wife. "Brian, I have a situation," she spoke into my ear.
	"What's that?" I asked, a little concern sounding in my voice.
	"I just got off the telephone with Barbara."
	Barbara was my wife's sister.
	"Is everything all right?" I asked.
	"Not really," Kathy said.
	Long story short, Barbara was having some health issues and wanted
Kathy to come be with her next week.
	"Would you mind if I went?" Kathy asked.
	After Jeff's telephone call, truth be known, I was wondering how to
approach the subject of a trip to his cabin. Now, it seemed to be all
working out.
	First I said, "Is Barbara going to be all right?"
	"I think so. Her blood pressure is giving her fits, and I think if
I go up there and help settle her down, she will be all right."
	"Good, I think you should go. I was getting ready to give you a
call anyway."
	"Oh?"
	Jeff just called and invited me up to his cabin for a little R & R,
some fishing, perhaps a little beer drinking. Would you have a problem with
me going? Or should I take off and go with you?"
	I hated to ask that question like hell, but I knew I had better at
least act a little concerned about my sister in law.
	"There's no need for you to come with me," Kathy said. "Go ahead
and make your plans with Jeff. I don't see any reason why you shouldn't."
	For some reason I let out a long slow sigh. For just a moment it
was anybody's guess what her answer would be.
	"When are you leaving?" I asked.
	"In the morning, if that's all right with you."
	"No problem," I quickly assured her. "Oh, and Kathy, I'll have my
cell with me while I'm gone, just in case you need me."
	"When will you be leaving?"
	"I'm not certain. I'm going to talk with Jeff a little later. When
I find out something, I'll give you a call."
	"Thanks for letting me go," Kathy told me.
	Once more I felt a stab of guilt. I quickly brushed it away,
saying, "Thank you," I told her. "I really can use some time away from the
office."
	We ended our conversation, and I quickly placed a called to
Jeff. When I had him on the line, I said, "It's a go. When do we leave?" I
asked.
	"How about after work on Friday?" he asked. "It shouldn't take you
longer than a couple of hours to make the drive. I think I'm leaving around
noon," he added.
	"Are you? Hum, I may do the same thing."
	"Let's do it," Jeff urged.
	By the time we had ended our conversation, plans were made. By
three o'clock Friday afternoon we should both be at Jeff's cabin. God, I
couldn't wait to see my friend.




...



	Friday finally arrived. I thought it would never happen. I hurried
into the office that morning finished up several projects, and by noon I
was on the way out of the building. It amazed me I had accomplished a thing
at all because my mind was on nothing but Jeff and the fact I would soon
see him, and get to spend the entire following week with him.
	I had packed the night before, even packed a small duffle bag so I
could change my clothes before I left town. I quickly changed, told my
secretary to "have a great week without me", and hit the road.
	I had been to Jeff's cabin two years ago, so it was very easy to
find this time. The closer I got the more excited I felt inside. I couldn't
wait to see my friend once more, couldn't wait to hold him in my arms, kiss
and cuddle him.
	Two hours later I pulled up in front of a nice looking cabin. As I
got out of my car and headed up the walk, the door to the cabin suddenly
opened, and Jeff came running out to greet me.
	"Hey, you," he said with a grin. "God how I've missed you."
	We went into each other's arms, hold the other tight. "I've missed
you too, Buddy," I said into his ear.
	We broke apart, and I followed him up the walk and inside his
cabin. Once inside, Jeff pulled me into his arms. Our lips met, and the
kiss that started out so gently, suddenly became full of emotion, want and
need.
	I returned his kiss eagerly, my tongue making its way inside his
wet mouth, and I tasted the sweetness of his breath.
	"I need you," I said to Jeff, my hands going up and down his back.I
found his ass and pressed my fingers into his cheeks, pulling him into
me. Our two chests touched and our dicks, now very hard in our shorts,
touched and kissed through the material of our clothes.
	"I need you, too, Bri," Jeff said, calling me the name he did when
he was in need of my body.
	We made our way down the hall of his cabin walking and holding each
other as we made our way to the bedroom. In seconds we were both completely
naked, standing before each other. I looked at Jeff. He had stayed in shape
all these years, and he was just as hot looking today as he was the first
time I ever saw him completely naked. His chest was still very flat, very
firm, and VERY hairy. It was covered with the same thick black carpet he
always had. There wasn't a strand of gray in it anywhere. I studied his
treasure trail, that hot black patch that made its way from his naval down
to the thick black forest that surrounded his hard and leaking cock.
	"God, you look so good," I told him.
	He pushed me toward the bed. "You haven't changed a bit," he told
me. "You're as fucking hot as you ever were. "That hairy chest still melts
me like it always did."
	I fell to the bed, pulling Jeff after me. It had been so long, that
it was not to be a time of conversation. Not yet any way. That would come
later, much later. We went into each other's arms once more, kissing, and
touching each other where we hadn't touched in a long long time.
	"Fuck me, Jeff," I said. "I want your cock inside me. I need your
dick to pound me. And I want to fuck you."
	Jeff reached over and picked the bottle of lube up off the table
beside the bed. He squeezed a huge slick glob all over his thick hard dick,
Then he took a finger of lube and pushed it deep inside my tight hairy
hole, giving me a little finger fuck as he spread the lube inside my
opening.
	I was on my back, my legs spread wide and up across Jeff's
shoulders, as I watched his hard hairy pole push inside my tight wet
entrance. At the opening he paused for just the briefest of a second and
then slide all the way inside me. My ass ate his cock up as it disappeared
all the way inside me, so far up me that I felt his thick wiry bush rub
against my ass. God, that black bush made me so fucking hot, made me want
him to pound me, slam me, drive in me until he filled my wet hole with his
thick sticky load.
	"That's right, baby, fuck me hard," I told him. "Don't be easy,
just slam the shit out of me," ordered.
	This wasn't the time for making love. It was the time for hot,
gratifying sex. The kind where you plunge, you fuck, and you cum. Nothing
more and nothing less. And that's exactly what happened. Jeff was inside my
wet hole, he pounded me, he slammed his cock inside me, banged his balls
against me, and almost as quickly as he entered me, he filled me with his
hot creamy load.
	The minute he came, I reached up and brought my mouth to his,
kissing him hard and furiously. I couldn't get enough of him, and I wanted
him in the worst way. "I want to fuck you," I told him. "I need to be in
your ass. I want to fuck you while your cum is still inside my sticky
ass. I want to fuck your ass while feeling your cum leak from my hairy
hole."
	Jeff didn't need another invite. He quickly pulled out of me and
fell to the bed on his back. He lay there in front of me, his legs spread,
his black pubes inviting me to kiss them with my brown curls. I got between
his legs and leaned over to plant another kiss on his mouth. As I did, I
felt our two cocks rub together, his growing soft, still with cum on it,
mine, hard and leaking, ready to drive inside the hairy hole in front of me
and place my own seed in a hot male hole.
	I greased my own dick up with plenty of lube, squirted a huge
amount up inside Jeff's ass, and without any preamble, slide all the way
inside his hairy opening. I slide in as far as possible, burying my patch
of brown curls into his ass cheeks, the same way he had done to me
earlier. God, it felt so good being connected to each other the way we
were. It had been so fucking long, and now, it was like we had never been
apart.
	Like Jeff, I didn't really make love either. There was just such a
need to fuck and cum, that nothing else was thought of. Love making would
come later, much later, after our needs were met.
	I pounded Jeff's hole, my balls slamming him, kissing his ass
cheeks, my brown curls grinding against his ass, my dick splitting the
insides of his wet slippery hole, and the feeling was so fucking intense
that it didn't take long for me to shoot my thick hot load up inside his
hairy ass, painting the walls of his insides with my white load. I moaned
and gave one last thrust, then fell on top of him, his naked body against
mine as I waited for my breathing to return to normal.
	A few minutes later I slid off Jeff and lay beside him on the
bed. We turned toward each other, going into each other's arms. I gave him
a warm smile. "Hello," I said.
	"Hi, yourself," he grinned. "How's the world treating you?"
	"Great, now that I'm here in your arms," I told him.
	Jeff sighed. "I know exactly how you feel. I'm already dreading
next weekend."
	I held him close to me. "Don't," I told him. "Let's only focus on
the here and now, all right?"
	"I know," he sighed. "You're right."
	"Good. Hey, as I see it right now, we have days and days just to
spend together. Drink a little beer, go on walks, and of course, a hot fuck
now and then." I tried to lighten things up, and I think I accomplished it,
at least for the moment.
	"So, how have you been?" Jeff asked. "Really been?"
	"Okay. The kids are all grown and leading their own lives."
	"Yeah, mine, too," he said. "That part is kind of nice, isn't it?"
	I nodded. "Yeah, it is, although I think sometimes they still come
around a lot. I guess once you are a parent, it is for life, isn't it?"
	Jeff grinned. "So I've heard."
	We spent the afternoon, what was left of it, just being close to
each other, bringing each other up to speed on our lives and what all had
gone on since we had last seen each other two years ago.
	Finally our stomachs began telling us they needed attention, so we
got up to hit the shower. We had both brought food, but we had decided that
for tonight we'd celebrate our getting together and going out for a good
steak.
	As we hit the shower, it felt so good just being next to each
other, washing each other, cleaning each other up. Of course as Jeff
started washing my chest down, soaping the curls, it got to my cock, and
suddenly I was springing up completely hard once more, standing up through
the thick forest around it. Needless to say, by the time we both had
showered and were clean, both our dicks has shot their second load since we
had been together. Something told me several gallons of cum might erupt
from our hard hairy rods before the next week had passed.