Date: Tue, 31 Jan 2006 02:31:00 -0500 From: ghostwriter18 <ghostwriter18@gmail.com> Subject: Brian and Jake 2 Usual disclaimers apply. If you are under 18 you shouldn't read this. If you don't like man on man sex, why are you here? Short Stories ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jake heard the sound of his alarm clock and woke up to find his bed empty. Was it all a dream? Did that great night really not happen? Then he saw the ripped underwear on the floor and thought maybe it wasn't a dream... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Brian and Jake 2 He picks them up and bring them to his face and immediately the previous night comes flooding back to him. He remembers the hot sex him and Brian had. Then he begins to smell something different...it smells like cooking...bacon. Jake gets up and walks downstairs...still in the nude and he rounds the corner and there he see the hunk of a man he fucked the night before. Brian is standing in front of the stove totally naked cooking bacon and eggs and he says, `Well looks like Mr. Sleepy and Mr. Sleepy Jr. are awake.' Jake looks down and realizes he has his usual morning wood. He tries to cover it but then chef Boyardee says `don't even bother,' Brian turns around to reveal his morning wood. He turns off the stove and begins to walk toward Jake. Their lips meet and their tongues begin to duel as Brian pushes Jake back and forces him down on the table. Brian licks down Jake's chest being careful to pay attention to each nipple. Then slowly down his stomach and he licks across the slight treasure trail and down, down, down to Jake's most prized possession. Slowly he licks up one side and then down the other and then takes Jake's balls in his mouth, first one then the other then both and Jake moans in sheer ecstasy. Brian lets his balls loose and goes straight for Jake's 8" piece of man meat and deep throats it immediately without any trouble making Jake go insane. He slurps on his hot rod until Jake is just about to come and then as if he can sense it...he pulls off. He starts making out with Jake again and he can taste his own cock in his mouth and Jake loves it. Then in a totally spontaneous move Brian stops, lifts Jake's legs, exposing his pink, puckered, virgin hole and dives in with his tongue. He slowly inserts one finger and says, `You had me last night...well guess what, it's my turn bitch!' Then he inserts a second finger and Jake feels his hole being stretched to the max, when he inserts a third finger Jake squeals in pain, but oddly enough he seems to enjoy it. The pain slowly fades and is over come by a feeling that can't be described in words, sheer pleasure is the closest you can get. Then as Brian removes his fingers you begin to feel empty and then Jake feels as if he will be torn apart as Brian's 8.5" rod of steel slowly enters his hole. He moves slowly, inch by inch as Jake gradually gets used to this intruder, then he pushes all the way in until Jake can feel skin on skin...and the pain slowly fades into ultimate pleasure. Jake begins to moan as Brian slowly moves his rod in and out of his hot, tight, no longer virgin hole. Then Brian picks up his pace fucking Jake hard and fast, he moans, `I love your cock in my ass Brian.' At that moment Jake realizes that he is being fucked by a stud on his kitchen table and decides there is no where else he'd rather be. Then Jake feels that familiar sensation come on as he blows his load. The first shot goes up over his head, the second lands on his cheek, the third fourth fifth and sixth land on his chest and then the rest dribbles out. As Jake is cumming the feeling of his ass on Brian's cock is too much and he begins to scream as he unloads 8 spurts of cum in Jake's ass. They both are breathing very heavy, totally spent as slowly Brian's cock begins to slide out of Jake's ass. Then Brian gets up and says, `Time for breakfast babe,' as he walks back over to the stove and finishes cooking. To be continued... I hope you liked it! More to come soon! Comments are always welcome...NO FLAMES ghostwriter18@gmail.com