Date: Wed, 17 Feb 2010 15:28:28 +0000
From: chas laycock <daleswaysweets@gmail.com>
Subject: Matt and Dan Get High

My buddy Matt came over today to 'play games' - our little code for smoking
weed and fooling around. He's a good-looking guy -- handsome in the
traditional sense, but the lobe-stretchers, spiked hair, tats and other
alternative miscellany offset that handsomeness with a jagged, intriguing
edge that makes him hot as fuck. Today he's wearing black, low-hanging
jeans that give a glimpse of his boxer-clad butt, and a Joy Division tee,
also in black, with this mesmerising pattern on the front.

Up in my bedroom, I sit cross-legged on the floor and roll a couple of
smokes while Matt fishes through my CD collection. He settles on Rated R by
Queens of the Stone Age, pops it into my CD player, hits the 'play' button
and takes a seat on my bed. We listen to the music for a while and chat
about the usual shit while I finish rolling, then I pass him the first
smoke and a lighter.

I watch him light the joint, head down, then he breathes deep and leans
back, his eyes quivering shut. I can't read this expression. It's
relief. Maybe bliss. Some kind of spiritual rapture? But when Matt's deep
brown eyes flick open I can read them clearly. Hunger. Desire. Wicked
intent. He grins, wisps of pure white smoke drifting out of his nose and I
know what's about to happen.

I stand up and slowly start to strip off my clothes and drop them
carelessly onto the messy floor in front of him. I start by pulling my tee
up and over my head. Next I whip off my belt and let my jeans drop,
exposing the tight white jock that's struggling to keep my leaking boner
restrained. I know I look hot.  I can see it reflected in Matt's
expression. Finally I peel the jockstrap off slowly, down my legs and off
and I'm standing naked before him, vulnerable, excited and incredibly
turned on by the lustful gleam in his eyes.

Before long my friend is naked too. We're lying on the floor; two young,
hairy bodies entwined, hungrily exploring each other, touching, tasting and
smelling, mapping the landscape of each other. The fuzzy blur of the weed
has it's effect, too, and every stroke and lick seems more sensual and
erotic.

Matt's propped up on some pillows, butt in the air and legs spread
wildly. I'm knelt there at his altar, examining the ass offered up to
me. His full, round buns are speckled with light, wispy hairs which get
denser closer to his flared butt crack, and there, nestled in the centre,
is his pink, puckered hole.  I lean closer and breath deeply, sucking in
his most intimate smell, a subtle, tantalising blend of sweat and musk and
masculine funk. I'm getting high off the stink of his ass, his stink. Raw
desire is coursing through me and I lean in closer still to drag my tongue
in big, slick swathes through his furry crack and over that tight,
delicious hole.  Soon my face is buried right in there and my tongue is
digging deep inside of him, pushing up through his sphincter to lap at the
smooth walls of his fuck hole.

"Fuck yeah, mate, eat that dirty ass!" He moans, his slick hole twitching
around my tongue as I fuck it deeper and deeper into him, as far as it will
go. Every now and then I slip a finger inside too, stretching him open in
preparation for what's to come. When my tongue starts to ache and Matt's
hole is glistening with my spit I kneel up close to him and slap his ass
cheeks.

"You ready for this?" I ask, grinning, as I grip the base of my dick and
slowly stroke it up and down a couple of times.

"Hell yeah man, fucking give it to me!" He says, grabbing his cheeks to
spread them wide for me.

My cock is nuzzled at his slick entrance now, pushing gently against the
tight ring of muscle. We're kissing, sharing the flavours I discovered
inside of his arse. He moans, then I moan, and in one smooth movement I'm
balls-deep inside him. The warm wetness of his hole envelopes me, gripping
me tightly. I look into his face and his expression is unreadable again,
like his features are too simple to express something so complex.

I don't know how long we fucked for, but it felt like hours. We tried
several positions; me on top with him on his back, me lying on the bed
while he bounced up and down on me, and a bunch of other ones he'd seen in
some porno. I was really pounding his hole, punishing it, and on every 'in'
stroke his ass muscles would tense up around my pole, trying to milk out my
load.

Just as I felt the tell-tale signs of orgasm building in my nuts I looked
deep into his eyes. He groaned some corny shit like 'Yeah dude, breed my
fucking hole, fill me up!' and I let it loose. My cock started to spasm
deep in Matt's guts, firing wave after wave of seed into his fucked-out
hole as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. After a few moments of
ecstasy my deflating prick slipped wetly from his orifice and I watched a
small river of cloudy sperm trickle out of him. My cum. My seed, flowing
out of him. I knelt down low and lapped it up, jabbing my tongue into his
now loose hole to suck out what I could, savouring my sweet, salty
jizz. After I'd sucked out what I could of my load we kissed again, sharing
the flavours of my spunk and his dirty, delicious butt juice.

Exhausted, I flopped back and lay on the floor, watching him jerk his big
dick with one hand and bring the spliff up to his lips with the other. Soon
he was beating his cock furiously and making little moaning sounds, a look
of determination on his face. "I'm getting close, Dan..." he panted, and I
moved in closer, kneeling up in front of him to receive my buddy's
load. Seconds later, Matt threw his head back, groaning in ecstasy as his
cum rushed up out of his balls. I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my
tongue just as his thick, delicious cock started spurting.  The first
volley splashed over my upper lip and just under my nose. I caught the rest
of his cum on my tongue. After he'd loosed his final shot, I licked my lips
and swished all of his juice around in my mouth, enjoying the sweet, salty
taste. Before I could swallow, Matt pulled me up onto him to kiss me and
share the load. I happily obliged and fed him the gooey mix of his cum and
my spit, and we passed the mixture back and forth until it was dribbling
down our chins and dripping onto his chest.

We lay there together on the bed for a while, making out and cuddling
before it was time to clean up.


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