Date: Thu, 28 Apr 2016 19:42:52 +0000 (UTC)
From: Robert Furlong <robert.furlong@rocketmail.com>
Subject: Friday Night at the Furlongs' Part 2

FRIDAY NIGHT AT THE FURLONGS' PART 2
by Robert Furlong

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It was beaut having Uncle Rob's mate Guy over for the evening.  He's always
up for a laugh and it's great how his no-nonsense way of speaking and brash
sense of humour are so at odds with the airs and graces Uncle Rob puts on.

It was especially great, though, because I knew there was a lot more on the
cards than just a fun night with my uncle, Guy and my cousin Jake.  Uncle
Rob had told me earlier that day that after we'd all gone to bed, he and
his plumber friend were going to be having sex together.

And not just a bit of dick rubbing or a suck of each other's cocks like me
and Jake were doing!

The two big blokes were going to go the whole way together - proper
up-the-butt stuff with one guy's chopper actually inside the other dude's
arsehole.  If you'd seen the two of them - just two normal middle-aged men
laughing and joking as they had a few drinks - you wouldn't have believed
they were going to do the deed together doggy-style after light-out.

But in spite of how ordinary they looked together, Uncle Rob had told me
they were going to 'anally copulate' as he'd dorkishly put it.  He'd also
let slip - and maybe it was a case of too much information - that Guy is
usually the one who gets to play hide the sausage.

We got a takeaway and ate it watching a movie and passing around bottles of
beer, and all the time I couldn't stop myself from thinking how Guy was
soon going to be slamming his hips hard and fast against my dad's brother's
arse.  Guy was brandishing a hefty bulge in his jeans and obviously had a
fat meaty cock stashed away down the front of them, and for some reason I
found it totally fascinating that within just a couple of hours it was
going to be pounding in and out of my uncle's furry gape.

It just seemed so weird that the two of them were boyfriends, if I can call
them that.  Actually I don't think they'd like that label - Uncle Rob has
only ever described Guy as a 'friend' and I really can't see Guy wanting to
be called another dude's boyfriend.

I guess they were mates who happened to enjoy getting together for sex
sometimes, and that was something I was really starting to like the idea
of.  There were guys back in Brisbane who I could see myself playing around
with if they'd be up for some occasional no-strings fun with another dude.
We'd maybe go out for a few drinks, perhaps play a couple of rounds of pool
or something like that, and then head back for a stopover together the way
mates do.  Except in our case we'd have some fun with each other on the bed
before we went to sleep.

I could now see it was a really cool thing to be able to do with a mate and
it was something I could imagine myself getting into if I could find a few
other like-minded lads back home.  After all, that was pretty much what me
and Jake were getting into, and it sure felt great to get sexy with him -
so much so I was keen to move things on further.

The previous day, we'd gone over to meet a couple of his friends, had done
a few flips at the skateboard park and then spent a couple of hours in
front of the XBox.  Then the two of us had gone back to his place and had
played around with our dicks and done stuff with each other's butts until
we'd spooged off together and then gone downstairs for tea with his dad.

That's how I wanted sex to be: fun and casual, and with no promises about
commitment or any shit like that.

Staying with Jake and Uncle Rob had shown me that I was probably more into
guys than I was into girls but, like my cousin and uncle, I wasn't
comfortable about having the word 'gay' attached to me.  Maybe given time
I'd get to accept the label, but it didn't feel right just yet.

While Uncle Rob was bending over to fill up our drinks during a lull in the
movie, I noticed Guy checking out his arse in the back of trousers.  Any
lingering disbelief I'd had that the two men really were discreet lovers
was laid to rest: I could see from the interest in Guy's eyes how much he
was looking forward to having Uncle Rob's two pudgy butt-cheeks all to
himself that night.

And later on, when I was collecting empty bottles to help Uncle Rob out, I
saw the same look in Jake's eyes as peered over at my two bubble buns
straining inside the seat of my jeans.  It was clear from the way he fixed
his gaze on my rear that too was looking forward to having his turn on the
tight Aussie tush just a few feet away from him.

I decided that if Uncle Rob was going to give his mate a taste of Furlong
butt after bedtime, then I'd do the same favour for his son on the other
side of the bedroom wall.

I smiled over at Jake while he was staring so hungrily at my behind, but
when he saw that I'd caught him in the act he looked embarrassed that his
lust had appeared so obvious.  When I grinned broader and nodded as if to
say, "It's all yours for the pluckin', bud!" he chuckled and winked at me
before licking his lips to confirm he was as up for it if I was.

And I did feel I was now up for it.  The moment felt pretty right.

Tonight was the sort of opportunity I'd been waiting for when I'd told Jake
I wanted our first sex to be 'special'.  I hadn't meant that in any sort of
romantic sense - I didn't have those kinds of feelings for my cousin and
couldn't imagine ever feeling like that about another dude.  It was just
that since I was still a virgin (in pretty much every sense), I wanted our
first proper intimacy together to be more than just a mass of writhing and
grunting underneath his doona.

I wanted it to be fun and sexy - two mates who happen to be horny for each
other playing around together and having a laugh.  So if Uncle Rob was
doing pretty much that with his friend Guy, what better time could there be
for me and Jake to join in having some fun of our own in the nextdoor
bedroom?

When I took the empty beer bottles into the kitchen, Jake surprised me by
following me in.

"Did that look you threw me mean what I think it meant?" he asked as I put
the bottles by the sink.

I turned to him and smiled.  "Depends on what you think it meant!"

He walked over so he was very close to me.  When he spoke I could smell the
hops and alcohol on his breath.  "That maybe... while dad and Guy are doing
their thing... you'd be up for doing something similar with me...?"

"It'd be kind of hot, wouldn't it?" I chuckled, our lips so close we could
just crane our necks together and kiss.  "The big boys pounding away
together... the son and the nephew joining in in the next room..."

"You are talking about going the whole way, aren't you?" Jake clarified.
"I mean, are you saying you'd be up for doing that with me?"

"I reckon so," I smiled.

Jake smiled back and for a second I thought he really was going to kiss me.
But instead he asked, "What about the stuff you said this morning?  Being
worried about the smell and stuff...?"

I admit that I was still seriously worried about the nuts and bolts of
having bum sex with Jake.  What if my arse made a stink while my cousin was
fucking me?  What if I farted or made a mess of his bed?  Or what if I went
to shag him and found the smell of his butt or the state of my cock when it
came out of him so totally gross that I'd end up retching?

It seemed like a total minefield, if I'm honest, but I'd figured that I'd
rather venture across it with an experienced guy like Jake who I could
trust not to make a big deal if things did go wrong.

I said, "I'd prefer to figure it all out with you, mate, instead of with
some guy back in Brissy who might not be so patient..."

He smiled and patted me on the arm.  "We can take it as slow as you like,
bud.  And if you don't like doing it one way - or you're embarrassed or
whatever - there's plenty of other stuff we can have fun doing!"

"Aye aye," called out a deep voice behind us, the amusement in it obvious.
"What's going on in here, then?"

It was Guy, grinning broadly that he'd walked in on us getting up close
together in a near-smooch.

Jake stepped away from me and smiled back at the favourite of his dad's
many male callers.

"Just a bit of cousinly affection," he said.  "We haven't seen each other
in like eighteen years or whatever... we're just making up for lost time!"

"Trust you, Jake," Guy laughed.  Then to me, "I hope you're not letting him
corrupt your Aussie innocence!"

"Too late, mate!" I joked back.  "It's pretty much all gone!"

"There's just one bit of innocence left for me to corrupt!" Jake smirked at
the bigger man.  "And you never know... tonight could be the night!"

"Yeah?" Guy chortled.

"I'm hoping!" Jake laughed.

I decided I'd chip in with, "Yeah, me too!"

Guy seemed to like my admission because he grinned broadly at me, perhaps
wondering if I was on the verge of losing my virginity to Jake.

===

Guy kept looking over at me and Jake throughout the rest of the movie, as
if trying to figure out if the two of us really were about to have full-on
sex together.

While Jake was upstairs taking a pee and I was in the kitchen getting more
beers from the fridge, I heard Guy in the living room quietly ask Uncle Rob
if I was gay.

"I think Shane is very much like Jake and me," Uncle Rob replied in a low
voice.  "He's curious to explore his sexuality and that's something which,
as you know, I'm very keen to encourage."

"Are him and Jake... you know... getting it on?"

"Are they?!" I heard my uncle chuckle.  "They're performing oral on each
other - very proficiently, actually - and Shane isn't afraid to let his
mouth wander... shall we say... down under!"

Guy laughed at the expression.  "He likes giving the brown eye a good
licking, does he?"

"He's certainly a Furlong on that score," Uncle Rob laughed back.

"But the two of them aren't playing pokey yet?"

I assumed by that he meant we weren't fucking each other's butts.  I knew
Guy had worked on an oilrig once so maybe that expression had been used as
a euphemism among the all-male workforce.

"Shane is intrigued by the idea," Uncle Rob acknowledged.  "I think he's
waiting for the right moment to take his and Jake's ventures into deeper
waters."

"Well, the way they were talking in the kitchen, I think tonight might be
the night!"

"Really?" Uncle Rob asked with interest.  "Actually that raises something
I've been meaning to ask you... something we could do to perhaps help the
two of them along..."

In my excitement I accidentally clanked two bottles noisily together and,
remembering I was just outside in the kitchen, their conversation abruptly
stopped.

I walked back into the living room carrying three bottles of beer along
with Uncle Rob's replenished wine glass, and acted like I hadn't heard what
they were talking about.

Uncle Rob quickly saw through my pretence, though, and decided to continue
their chat.

"I was just about to tell Guy, Shane, about our conversation earlier.  You
wouldn't mind, would you?"

"I guess not," I shrugged.

"Shane is rather worried about what anal sex will be like," Uncle Rob told
his friend.  "So I suggested he could watch us having intercourse by way of
reassurance."

Guy grinned over at me.  "You wanna see the two big boys doin' a bit of
butt-banging?!"

I nodded eagerly.  "If you'd be up for it..."

"Believe me," he chuckled, "it's not a pretty sight, mate!"

"I think it would look awesome!" I smiled back.

"What... seeing your Uncle Rob's flabby arse with a big prick sliding in
and out of it?"

"Hey, less of the flabby," Uncle Rob chirped in, smiling.

"I'd be stoked if you'd let me see it," I told Guy wide-eyed.  "I'm just
kinda worried about the smell and... well, you know... the practicalities
of it..."

"The smell's the best bit," Guy grinned.  "Takes me back to the bunkroom on
the rig!"

I realised that working on the oilrig must have been how Guy had developed
a taste for sex with men.  In every other way he was the definition of
straight - he mentioned women a lot and sex with them seemed to play an
important part in his life - but desperation in the bunkroom must have
driven him to play 'pokey' himself and probably to his surprise he'd found
that he greatly liked it.

"I really like the smell too," Uncle Rob agreed.  "It gives sex between men
its own distinctive quality."

"Jake said the same thing," I smiled, "though not quite in those words."

"Jake said what?" Jake himself called over as he came back into the room
from the toilet.

I blushed and Uncle Rob intervened for me.  "I'm just reiterating my
invitation for Shane to come into my bedroom later on to find out what it
looks like - and smells like - when two men are having relations."

Jake grinned, grabbed a beer and sat back down in the armchair.

"Is it an open invitation?" he leered across at his dad.

"Wanna see how the grown-ups do it?" Guy chuckled at him.  "I reckon I
could teach the young pup a few tricks..."

"Oh yeah?" Jake laughed.  "The young pup's pretty well trained, I'll have
you know!"

Uncle Rob stepped in again.  "Enough with the playground competitiveness,
gentlemen!  This a serious invitation for Shane to learn from a couple of
more experienced men but if you think you could also benefit, Jake, then
you'd also be very welcome to watch our intimacy."

"Yeah, come on in!" Guy grinned.  "Let us show you how it's done!"

"But if you do join us, there are to be strictly no wise-cracks!" Uncle Rob
snapped at his son.  "And that goes for both of you!" he added, glaring
across at Guy.

===

"You know, it'll probably be better if we just do our own thing," Jake said
after we'd brushed our teeth and were undressing in his bedroom.

I turned to him in surprise.  "I thought you wanted to see your dad and Guy
getting intimate..."

"That was just me and Guy having a bit of banter," he shrugged.  "It'd seem
kinda weird for us to pitch up while Guy's ball-deep up my dad's butt,
sitting down on our deckchairs and pulling out our flasks of tea..."

I wasn't sure what he meant about the deckchairs and flasks of tea, but I
really did want to see how the two big blokes shagging together compared
with the buffed-up porn studs I'd seen pounding each other's poopers on the
internet.

Would they look just as amazing?  Would I get horny from watching them?

But it wasn't just that.

At the back of my mind, there was this curiosity about what had driven Guy
to start hooking up with other men.  I could imagine him clambering into
the bunk of one of the other labourers on the oilrig and roughly fucking
the man's arse, determined to cum as quickly as his balls would let him.

Would he be like that with Uncle Rob - crudely bumming him without any
feeling or passion?  Or would their sex reflect the warmth of their
friendship - would there be fun and affection the way I wanted it to be
between me and Jake?

Before I could even start explaining this to Jake, he went on trying to
convince me to stay in his room with him.

"You can try to stick your cock up my bum first," he pragmatically offered.
"That way you'll see how it works... how I relax my muscles and open my
hole right up... then, when you're happier about what you need to do, we
can swap positions and I'll try doing it to you..."

"Look," I said, unsure about why he'd had such a sudden change of heart.
"Your dad was really sweet to invite me to see something so private... it'd
seem rude not to show up..."

"Well fuck off and watch them going at each other," he snorted huffily.
"I'll just stay here and jerk myself off."

"What is it with you, Jake?" I asked him, standing up in my t-shirt and
boxers.  "Why are you acting like this?"

"I just want us to do it, Shane," he implored.  "I'm sick of all this
messing around!"

I smiled at him.  "I know, mate... and I really want us to do it too..."

"Well, come on, bud," he said back, looking brighter and nodding.  "Get on
the bed... let's me show you how much you're going to enjoy it!"

"I've gotta just pop next door, Jake... literally two minutes... it'll look
really bad if I don't..."

He rolled his eyes but nodded reluctantly.

"I'll go and have a quick squiz at whatever it is they're doing," I went
on.  "Then I'll come right back and we can leave your bedroom door open and
let our mattress squeak in time with theirs!"

That made him throw me at least a half-smile back.

Who said that it was girls who could be difficult to handle?

As I padded down the hallway towards Uncle Rob's bedroom door, it became
clear from the low, quiet murmurs from the two men that Guy's train hadn't
yet entered my uncle's tunnel.  That was a good sign - on the rig I was
pretty sure that sex between bunkmates wouldn't have been preceded by
foreplay.

When I reached Uncle Rob's open door, I saw that he was lying on his back
with Guy straddling his chest.  The plumber's thick, serpent dick was
sliding in and out of my uncle's smiling, eager mouth.  Guy was thrusting
slowly and deliberately, feeding his male lover with every inch of his
long, succulent manhood.

The sight of Guy's big buff body looked so spectacular that the front of my
boxers immediately started lifting upwards.  He had a huge hairy chest with
strong solid pecs and on one of his thick muscular arms there was a faded
tattoo stretched across the bulging bicep.  His armpits, crotch and
undoubtedly his butt-crack all bristled with dense forests of thick black
hair, and his huge nutsack heaved with the two straining plums of his fat,
over-stocked bollocks.

I fell forwards into the room, captivated by the masculine beauty of Guy's
powerful physique and both men looked across at me, lurching gormlessly in
the doorway with my shorts poking outwards.  Guy guffawed at how dweeby I
must look and Uncle Rob released Guy's large spit-covered organ to urge me
over to join them.

"I'm just getting him warmed up," my uncle told me with a cheeky grin.  "He
loves receiving oral pleasure and I'm becoming quite the expert at
fellating his... shall we say... abundant organ!"

"Better than first time you did it," Guy laughed.  He showed zero
self-consciousness at being naked with his dick raised upright on full
erection while I was standing there gawping at him in my underwear.  "You
were all teeth and slaver..."

"I'd never even thought about having a homosexual experience up until then.
So having a big bloke like you squatting over me shoving your huge phallus
down my throat was somewhat unsettling I have to admit!"

"How did you end up in that position?" I chuckled, sitting down alongside
them and pulling the front of my t-shirt down to cover the lump in my
boxers.

"We'd stopped over in some cheap hotel before we took Jake and my kid Simon
to a football match," Guy explained.  "We'd both had a couple of bevvies
and I was horny - I'm always fuckin' horny - so your uncle here offered to
have a suck on my cock."

"I hardly offered," Uncle Rob laughed with Guy's big cock, now starting to
lose its firmness, slapping against his cheek.  "It was a case of sucking
the thing or having to listen to him masturbate it half the night."

I couldn't help but laugh at their easy-going playfulness in talking about
their sex as two men.  They were like two long-term lovers and the fact
they both had women in their lives made their naked horseplay all the more
crazy.

"When did this happen?" I asked.

"About four years ago," Uncle Rob said before turning to Guy's softening
rod and gently licking at the sticky helmet.

"He had this thing about my bush-stink," Guy recalled.  "Kept wantin' to
explore 'round my bits with his nose..."

"That's right," Uncle Rob chuckled.  "As I was attempting to orally
pleasure him - unsuccessfully it now seems - I found his masculine smells
unexpectedly arousing."

He leaned forwards sniff around the base of Guy's thick shaft, inhaling
deeply the savoury musk of his pubic hair.  Guy chuckled and moved his
crotch towards my uncle's face, raising himself up so that his two golfball
nuts hung down heavily in his sack.

"I wanted more of it... I started exploring both of his large
testicles... sniffing and licking at the sweaty odour that had been trapped
inside the front of his underpants..."

He nuzzled both of Guy's big bollocks, first snuffling his nose into the
furrow between them before sweeping his tongue around the coarse wiry
scroat-hair.  His cock raised upwards from his stomach, throbbing in
expectant salute behind his lover's solid buttocks.

Guy laughed and said, "He kept movin' his nose and mouth further back,
tellin' me to squat forwards over his face."

Uncle Rob pushed himself lower under Guy, craning his neck upwards to snort
hungrily behind the bigger man's fat heavy ball-sack and pressing his nose
right up into the furry trench between his legs.

My uncle went on, his voice muffled by Guy's thighs, "The brash manly
flavours lurking just behind his scrotum and the more pungent odours coming
from his alluring crack... I felt compelled to explore deeper and to press
my nose upwards between the base of his buttocks..."

"And I was there thinkin', 'What the fuck?'" Guy chortled.  "'Does this
bloke know he's gonna end up getting a mouthful of my arse!'"

"Wow!" I grinned, impressed by my uncle's resourcefulness.  "So the very
first time you did stuff with another man, you ended up rimming his butt?"

Uncle Rob moaned his affirmation and I heard his mouth slobbering into
Guy's rich, furry butt-trench, revelling in the raw harshness of its stink
and lapping his tongue insistently to coax more flavour from the hot,
puckered hole.

Then he pulled out and smirked triumphantly up at me.  "Very soon I found
myself licking his anus... just as eagerly, I should imagine, as you had
your own tongue buried up my son's exhaust pipe this very morning..."

"Oh Shane!" Guy reproached, turning to grin at me.  "You naughty boy!"

"There's something about licking another dude's butt," I told him, "that's
just totally hot but I have no idea why!"

"You don't need to explain it to me, mate," he laughed, pulling himself up
from Uncle Rob.  "I've become a bit of a connoisseur myself even though I
would never have thought it possible."

Uncle Rob took the hint and got up, swivelled around and bent over on
all-fours.  His huge cock pointed forwards, fully engorged and pounding in
time with his heartbeat, and his big heavy nutsack dangled down between his
thighs.

"I started fucking other blokes when I worked on the rig," Guy explained,
confirming what I'd suspected.  "It was pretty grim to be honest - just a
sort of urgent humping in and out of some willing stranger's hairy arse -
but I really got to like the smell of it..."

"The smell of the other bloke's bum?" I asked, remembering how strong mine
had smelt that morning when I'd been fingered.

"Yeah, the smell of me fucking him up it... the smell of two men having sex
with each other, one behind the other."

I nodded, only half getting it if I'm honest, and he went on.

"Licking another bloke's arse is tasting that same sexy stink... it's like
licking a woman's minge gets you in the mood to fuck her pussy... licking a
man's pucker gets you ready to give his bunghole a good bumming!"

With that he leaned forwards and pressed his nose and mouth into Uncle
Rob's broad hairy crack.  He sniffed deeply, inhaling the rich flavour of
my uncle's wiry fur, and then moaned gratefully.  After savouring the
earthy pungence between the two solid round cheeks, he pushed further in
for a second, closer smell of the hidden opening lurking within the
bristling forest.

I saw his cock re-inflate like one of those sausage-shaped balloons.  It
thickened and lengthened as his nose explored Uncle Rob's gaping crack and
then rose up from his thigh, the head growing shiny and glistening, as his
tongue pushed forward to lick at the source of the strong acrid odour.

"Fuck yeah!" he sighed as he lapped at my uncle's big puckered entrance.

I smiled at him, my own mongrel lifting the front of my boxers like a
tentpole.

I said, "Takes you back to the oilrig, does it?"

He pulled out from between Uncle Rob's cheeks and grinned back at me.
"Your uncle's arse is a cut above the stink of a bunkroom fuck with some
random navvie."

"Aw, Guy," my uncle chuckled, "you say the sweetest things!"

The burly plumber got up and knelt behind my uncle who stayed on all-fours,
his big cock curving upwards and pointing right at the part of the hairy
crack that was smeared with spit.  He was about to fuck the butt he'd just
licked out and my uncle turned and smiled up at him to show he was ready.

"This is actually nothing like jazzing off up some skanky arse on the rig,"
Guy told me as he pressed the fat helmet of his cock between Uncle Rob's
two pale cheeks.  "That was always over pretty quickly - just a quick hump
against another bloke's sweaty back as a way of stopping your bollocks
turning blue."

I smiled at him as he started sliding the long thick shaft of his cock up
into Uncle Rob's spit-moistened innards.

"This," he grinned back at me, "is something on a totally different level.
The first times me and your uncle fucked, I admit it was from the same
desperation.  But it's become like a whole new way of having
sex... something I look forward to even when I've got a girlfriend on the
go!"

He grabbed Uncle Rob's hips to hold him steady while his cock slowly
disappeared between the two big moons of his buttocks.

Uncle Rob turned to look at me watching his friend's large girth pushing
its way up his backside and, on seeing how fascinated I was, asked, "Do you
like how it looks?"

"It's totally amazing!" I gasped, as the last inch of Guy's wide phallus
squeezed between the gaping cheeks.  "It must feel grouse, does it?  Having
you and your buddy's two bodies joined together, dick to butt...?"

"It does feel incredible, if that's what you mean," Uncle Rob smiled.
"Once he starts moving in and out, you'll see my penis start dribbling... I
always make such a wet patch on the duvet!"

I stood up to take a proper look at them from the foot of the bed.  My big
chub made an obvious mound poking the front of my boxers outwards and I was
pleased they could both see how horny their sex was making me.  It felt
like a compliment to be able to show them how turned on I was by the
amazing act of man fucking man.

Guy started slowly moving his cock in and out of the splayed backside in
front of him and as my uncle had predicted, a thick rope of goo was soon
dangling from the long curving cock that was pounding upwards underneath
his belly.

"Quite often we enjoy intercourse face-to-face," Uncle Rob said across to
me as his breath started to quicken.  "But there's something about the
crudeness of this position - so evocative of public toilet graffiti and
schoolboy cartoons - that I find extremely exciting!"

"I like it this way too," Guy grinned.  "This is how blokes would always do
it on the rig, so you could kinda say this is how I lost my gay virginity!"

I laughed at his way of putting it.  I was about to lose my 'gay virginity'
too very soon.

That reminded me...

"Jake has so gotta see this!" I called out, already halfway towards the
bedroom door.  "I bet he has no idea how hot you guys look together!"

"Bring him in!" Uncle Rob gasped across at me, his cock now seeping its
drool into a puddle and his breath coming out in short pants.

"Fuck yeah!" Guy laughed, bucking his hips more roughly against my uncle's
big wobbly buttocks.  "There's room on the bed for the two of you to follow
our example!"

I laughed back at what I assumed to be a joke and then hurried back to
Jake's room to fetch him.  But as I headed along the corridor towards my
cousin's bedroom, it occurred to me that Guy's suggestion could prove to be
the 'special' moment I'd been waiting for.  After all, how much more
special could it be for me and my cousin to have our first sex together
right alongside the two blokes whose drunken hotel fumblings had led to all
this?

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