Date: Tue, 6 Jan 2009 16:51:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brian and Jeff: Part 4

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Brian and Jeff: Part 4


It was a very pleasant evening the two of us shared. Jeff cooked steaks out
on the grill while I put baked a couple of potatoes and whipped together a
mean salad. Over our meal, we sat at the table enjoying the wonderful food,
the company and the quiet surroundings we were in. It felt so good just
being together. We both felt our friendship had made a turn since meeting
at the cabin. Just the short time of seeing each other, we both felt as if
we had never been apart.
	I looked across the table and gave Jeff a smile. "This is really
nice, isn't it?"
	"It sure is," he nodded. "Now that we've found each other again
after such a long time apart, I'm more determined than ever to work out a
plan for us to be able to spend more time together."
	"I agree," I said.
	"Wish there was an easy way to incorporate our lives together. Jeff
took a drink of his beer.
	I sensed a low mood might be trying to settle in on him, so I said,
"I do, too, Babe. Who knows, perhaps something can be worked out in
time. For now, however, what say we just enjoy the here and now? Okay?"
	Jeff smiled and said, "Okay. It is nice to know we have almost a
week left here at the cabin."
	We finished our meal with some silence, yet a great deal of
talking. The two of us were so in sync with each other that it was easy to
communicate back and forth across the table.
	Afterward, the meal over with, we worked together cleaning the
kitchen up, and headed for the living area. We had decided on watching a
movie, and while Jeff went about setting the DVD up, I took a chilled
bottle of wine from the frig and placed it in a bucket of ice. I brought it
and two glasses back with me.
	It was a nice evening, and by the time the movie was over, we
finished off the bottle of wine, and were both feeling a little buzzed. It
was nice just sitting there next to each other, legs touching, body heat
drifting next to more body heat.
	I reached over and placed my hand on Jeff's thigh. I smiled and
said, "Hey, how's life with you?"
	Jeff reached over and placed his hand over mine. "Life is just
great," he assured me. Really great," he added.
	We spent the next little while there just enjoying each other's
company, expressing a word now and then. Other than that, there were no
other sounds around us. We both felt such a feeling of being complete as we
sat there, as if our world was suddenly perfect.
	We finally headed for bed. There's just something about being out
in the "open country" that just makes a person so relaxed.  In the bedroom
we both stripped off naked and fell into the big inviting bed. We went into
each other's arms, and soon drifted off to sleep. Just before I went
completely out the thought hit me that this was the first time since I had
been here with Jeff, that we just simply got into bed and fell asleep. What
were we coming to? I wondered, a smile on my lips. Settling down, were we?

	I was having a dream, and it was really a great dream. I was
somewhere out in the woods, and someone was fucking my ass. I turned and
saw it was Jeff. In the dream, he smiled at me, and said, "I'm fucking your
ass. I want to fill you up with my hot creamy load."
	In my dream, I leaned back into Jeff as hard as I could, grinding
my ass cheeks as hard as I could into the thick black curls around the base
of his cock. "Yeah, fuck my ass," I told him.
	"I am fucking you," his voice said again. He was leaning next to
me, his voice whispering into my ear.
	My eyes suddenly opened.
	"I am fucking your ass," he repeated in my ear.
	I was completely awake now. My dream had become a reality, because
I was feeling Jeff's hard dick inside my ass.
	"Are you finally awake?" he asked me.
	"Fuck yeah," I said. "Thanks for fucking me awake," I added. I gave
his cock a squeeze with my ass muscles.
	"It's about damned time," he declared. "I've been fucking you for
ever, I think."
	"You've been too easy," I told him. "Get to fucking my tight hairy
hole. Pound with my that hard dick of yours. I want to feel that hot creamy
load of yours shoot up inside me. And after you fill my hole with your
cream, I'm going to turn over, throw you on your back, and then I'm going
to fuck your brains out. While your cum is still in my ass, I'm going to
crawl between your legs, and you're going to feel ever inch of my fuck
stick up your hairy hole."
	Jeff continued fucking me for several minutes, and finally, I felt
his dick swell up even bigger, and I knew he was getting ready to shoot his
wad deep inside me. I met his thrusts, pushing against him as hard as he
was pushing against me. I ground my ass so hard against his pubic bone that
I could feel ever curly hair covering the patch around his cock as it
tickled my ass. I squeezed his cock one last time with my butt cheeks, and
felt the first hot blast coming from his dick spray the walls of my
ass. Then the second hit, followed by the third, fourth and fifth. I
counted eight in all before he had finished hosing me down with that hot
sticky load.
	I waited maybe half a minute, and then I pulled away, causing his
still hard cock to slide out of my juicy hole. I turned and faced him. I
took his head between my hands and brought my mouth to his. My lips found
his, and my tongue went hungrily inside his wet mouth. We kissed for a full
minute, and then I pulled away.
	True to my word, I pushed Jeff on his back, pulled his legs apart,
and place myself between his legs. I looked down at him, enjoying the hairy
body before me. I stared with his hot flat chest, looking at all the thick
black chest hair there. Then my eyes traveled along the nice fury treasure
trail, finally coming to that wonderful and so fucking hot looking black
forest. God, those curls were so fucking hot to look at.
	"Fuck me," he ordered. "I want to feel you in my ass pounding me."
	"That's my intentions," I assured him. "I'm going to make you
scream with pleasure."
	I reached underneath my ball sac, and my fingers discovered some of
his cum leaking from my freshly fucked hole. I took two fingers and slid
into my cum filled hole and brought out a huge glob of Jeff's juice. I
quickly spread it all over my dick from tip to base, making my bush hair
stand up even more than it already was. Using his cum for lube, I quickly
slide inside his waiting hot and hairy hole. I slipped all the way in as
far as I could go.
	"That's it," he cried. "You are in so far I can feel your bush
against my bush. That is so fucking hot," he told me.
	"Well, I'm going to fuck that hole of yours. I'm going to grind my
bush curls into your own black forest. I'm going to slam by fucking balls
so hard into you it's going to feel like a brick wall slamming between
those hairy thighs of yours."
	Neither one of us talked for a bit. The only sound was my body
slamming his, my cock fucking his hole, my balls kissing his sac, and of
course, this kissing of curls, my brown hair caressing his black
tangles. God, it felt so good fucking him, and just watching his face made
everything even better. The pleasure I was giving him was showing on his
face, and as they have often said, `one picture is worth a thousand
words. The look on his face spoke longer and louder than any words could
say or express it.
	Finally I couldn't take it any longer. I wanted to cum. I needed to
cum. I reached over while still fucking him and planted a kiss on his
lips. "I love you, Babe," I told him.
	"Love you, too, he echoed. "Cum inside me," he said. "I want to
feel that hard dick of yours shoot."
		That did it. My cock gave a tremendous shudder, and I felt
the first wave of sexual bliss sweeping through my body. It started at the
tip of my dick, went down the sticky wet shaft buried deep inside Jeff's
hairy wet hole, and then underneath my bush and down my legs and all the
way to my toes. By the time the last wave of pleasure had died down, as
well as the last big squirt of cum, my toes were doubled almost in half.
	Giving one last fuck thrust through that wet cummy hole, I said,
"God, that was fantastic!"
	"It was," Jeff agreed. "Bri, you are one hot fucker," he said. He
reached up and planted a kiss on my mouth. "I love you," he said quietly.
	"I love you too."
	I crawled off him, and together, we lay there, our naked and wet
bodies touching. I heard Jeff fall to sleep almost immediately, but I
couldn't seem to do the same. I was thinking about the two of us. Something
was happening between us, and I wasn't exactly sure just what it was. Yeah,
we had always been friends, and after we got older, fuck buddies. Now,
however, I was beginning to think we might becoming more than just fuck
buds. What we were becoming, I still wasn't sure.
	I finally fell asleep, my arms still wrapped around Jeff. My
thoughts had settled down at last, but I still didn't know just exactly
what was happening.