Date: Fri, 2 Sep 2016 20:51:16 +0000 (UTC) From: Chuck <chuck8018@yahoo.com> Subject: Two Buds Cum Out to Dads - Part 10 - Don's Buds Nifty operates free for us only because there's people donate to keep it running. Donations to Nifty would be much appreciated. Donate at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html All work is owned by the author and may not be used without his consent. I really like your feedback ... it gets me off knowing that it gets you off. chuck8018@yahoo.com Copyright 2016 * * * * Two Buds Cum Out to Dads -- Part 10 -- Don's Buds * * * * Dad didn't give us time to shower after he interrupted us while were tickling the cum outa Don's cock. He was anxious to get to dinner. Zak and I were still boned, but when dad walked in Don had gone limp. He was just beginning to get comfortable with being open to Zak and me ... or even himself ... about his urge for dick. But he was still way outside his comfort zone when we were open with our dads about doin dick. Our bods were still-sweaty from skiing all day and from the tickling. But we didn't have time to shower ... we pulled our clothes on geronimo over our bods. Don said "Fuck. 3 days ago I wouldn't have imagined messn with guys ... maybe somewhere inside I wanted to, I guess I'd always found the male porn hot ... I dunno ... But fuck. Now I really need it bad. Damn I'm gona miss getn it on with you guys when you leave tomorrow ... none of my buds here are inta dick." Zak and I were both convinced that in a ski town filled with testosterone, and with dudes outnumbering chicks 4 to 1, plenty of guys would be cumming with buds. We told Don that ... and he'd just not had the balls to risk finding out. As the 5 of us walked out the door to go to dinner Zak suggested to our dads that we go to a local hangout to grab some pub food and brew and to hang with some of Don's buds. Dad said "Kewl ... we can meet some of the guys Don curls his toes with." Then looking directly at Don he continued "Nice toes you have." Don, as usual, blushed. I chuckled. Zak chimed in "We'll find one of your buds to hook you up with." Don's blush got deeper. He looked at me and said "Man. I have ta live with these dudes ... they're my good buds. Don't fuck things up, eh?" I think he was hoping I'd find a way to tone down Zak's let-it-all-hang-out style. Zak responded "Ah man, no prob. We won't fuck with ya ... too much." I and our dads chuckled a bit, then Zak's dad said a bit sharply "Zak..." I laughed, saying "No worries. We know the prob. I'll knee Zak in the balls hard if he pushes too far." Then I looked at Zak and continued "And how hard I knee you will depend on how hard you push." Zak joked back "You sure don't mind how hard I push when we're in bed." Our dads chuckled ... Don got uncomfortable again. We found 3 of Don's buds drinking in a booth and pulled up a table to join them. Don intro'd everyone. We ordered our burgers, and dad ordered a round of brew and a round of shots for all. Don's buds were on their cautious "parents-here" behavior at first. It was like the guys couldn't imagine their dads ever having been horny and jackn ... or getn it on, even with their moms. The brew and whiskey gradually lubricated things. When they learned our dads had been ski bums for a couple of years at Whistler the conversation got more lively. They started getting curious and asking questions ... and Zak and I started learning more about the details of our dads' lives skiing when we asked questions too. And when Don's buds learned that the two of them had lived in a rough shared cabin with 7 others skiing, drinking, and sharing sex they started getting relaxed and open. Zak and I both kept our gaydar on high, trying to figure out which of Don's buds may be inta dick. We watched their eyes, seeing who paid more attention to the hot dudes in the bar instead of the hot chicks ... seeing who we caught sneaking the most glances at guys' packages ... and watching how they responded to the frequent jokes and comments about sex. And we both tried to tune in to their vibes. Amidst the chatting Zak and I began our careful dance of subtly probing their sexual interests. We'd bury some double entendre or innuendo in our jokes, and gradually we escalated the hints and the jokes. ... Damn, joking always works. When we met resistance we'd back off and laugh, but when gradually each subtle escalation was followed by an escalated response it gets the balls working. We weren't sensing much resistance or nervousness from any of the guys. There was a good looking chick at the bar who two dudes trying to pick up. Don's good friend Rick was watching them ... and fuckn A ... it looked like his eyes were focusing on the dudes more than her. Zak's eyes caught mine with a subtle roll towards Rick. Damn. He and I were thinking the same thing. And best of all, his bod was as athletic as ours and Don's. I subtly gave Zak a hidden nod. Zak asked our group which of the dudes at the bar we thought would be successful in getting the chick ... all of us placed our bets. Zak joked how the loser would have ta go home and jack off. Zak's dad joked back "By loser do you mean the loser for the chick, or the losers of the bet?" Zak replied "Both. Hell, we all jack and everyone knows it. Probably everyone in this bar will either be screwing around with someone or jacking tonight." Right about then the chick and the two dudes at the bar started to leave together ... the two dudes had their arms around each other's shoulders. Dad joked "Looks like all 3 of em win." Rick responded "Ah man, the possible combinations ... damn ... it could keep them busy for days." I upped the ante "Man, I hope they don't mind eating the other's cum outa her." Most at the table chuckled ... though some of the chuckles seemed a bit nervous. I looked over at Rick ... his chuckle was relaxed and open. One of Don's buds brought a baggie, and he suggested his they go out for a smoke. Zak, as always, was quick on his feet: "You two and Don go along. Rick can keep us company ... he can show us where to smoke when it's our turn." There was a tangle of bods and chairs and glasses as they squeezed out of the booth and the 5 of us squeezed back in. Our dads ended up against the wall on opposite sides of the table, Zak and I next to each of our dads. Rick squeezed into the booth next to me. Damn I like drinkn squeezed into a tight booth between two buds. I adjusted my bod between Dad's and Rick's hips, shoulders, legs, and arms. When either reached for a glass to take another drink it would jostle me a bit and I'd shift closer to the other. Feeln their bods against mine began to make my dick get a bit harder than semi. Ole push-it-a-bit-further Zak looked over at Rick and said "Looks like neither of those dudes at the bar is going ta have ta jack tonight." Rick responded "All dudes jack, and we all know it. So yah, if nothing better comes along I'll be wailing on mine tonight." As he was saying that the three returned from their smoke, handed us the baggie and papers, and Rick, Zak, and I went out back behind the bar for our turn. Rick rolled the blunt and took the first hit. When he passed it to Zak their fingers touched and lingered longer than usual. Man, it was good shit. By the second round we were already beginning to get buzzed. On the third round Zak's and Rick's fingers lingered even longer and their eyes fixed on each other. I joked "Hands sure have lots of uses ... good at passing things ... better than brains at communicating." As he exhaled Rick said "I couldn't live without my hands. Fuck. I couldn't live without other dude's hands." Zak realized that it was safe to play his trump card. He inhaled a fukn lung-full, held it, and leaned his mouth into Rick's face. Rick reacted by pulling back a bit, but instinctually opened his mouth. Zak's mouth pressed tight as he exhaled the smoke into Rick's lungs Our heads were buzzn and our cocks where boning by the time we finished the j. Zak asked Rick if he'd like to go back to the hotel room. As they left he whispered to me "be there in 30 to 45." I got back to the table and explained that they'd been tired and split, and that I was getn tired too. It took about 30 minutes for everyone to finish their drinks and say their goodbyes. Zak's and my dad, Don, and I meandered back to our hotel. Zak's dad said "See you dudes in the morning. Don't do anything we wouldn't do" as he put an arm around dad's ass and closed their door. I opened our door and made sure to let Don go in first. The timing worked great! Rick was nude lying on the bed, half leaning against the headboard. Zak's bear ass was hanging off the edge of the bed while his arm and head were plunging on Rick's cock. When Rick and Don saw each other both stopped short ... it was like both of their parents had just walked in on them. Zak and I started laughing. Zak said "That's the fastest I've ever had a cock go limp in my mouth." Rick and Don, at almost the same time, said "No fuckn way." Then they joined Zak and me in laughing. That ended the sex for awhile. Rick and Don barraged each other with questions and opened up about their sex lives, or in Don's case, the sex drought til he had met Zak and me. All of us, even Don, laughed about Don having been too innocent to pick up on clues from his buds and too timid to risk giving them clues ... he had been oblivious that they weren't letting the lack of chicks keep them from having sex. I reached around Don and unbuckled his belt ... Zak reached up and unzipped is jeans ... I playfully shoved Don on top of both Zak and Rick. Then I pulled off Don's shoes and jeans before plunging onto the pile of bods. In no time the mixture of arms and hands were stripping me and exploring each other's bods ... 4 hard bods with toned muscles ... 8 pits and arms and hands finding every sensitive spot on each other's bods ... our mouths and tongues alternating between working each other's nips and each other's mouths ... 8 balls pumping pre through 4 cocks. Gradually our attentions started to focus ... god damn ... Don and Rick were getting so fukn intense ... the two close buds were making up for their lost time when they knew only half of each other ... Damn I know that feeling well ... I remembered how the bond between Zak and I had synched tight when we finally had admitted how deep we needed each other. I lay back tight against Don, arms around each other's shoulders. Rick was between his legs giving him a hell of a blow job. Zak had his shoulders under my knees and was beginning to force his cock against my ass ... I was anticipating the feel of Zak's cock soon to be deep in my gut. I could feel Don's muscles getting taut ... knowing he was about to cum build up my need for Zak and relaxed my ass ... my ass muscles sucked Zak's cock in ... Zak pumped deep inside me ... damn ... Zak leaned forward and French kissed me. Don started to arch his back with the feeling of his whelming cum ... Zak shifted and French kissed Don ... that was all Don needed ... I could feel his bod convulsing as he filled Rick's throat. As Zak's hips continued their thrusts he leaned back leaving room for Don's, Rick's, and my hands to begin working my dick and balls. I turned my head and began French kissing with Don ... damn I love feeling a guy's beard against my cheeks. My muscles were tightening ... Rick was thrusting harder, pulling out til his cockhead's rim was outside my ass, then thrusting it past the tight grip and friction of my sphincter again and again, totally out then driving it in balls deep, faster and faster. Rick slipped his hand behind Zak, kneading his balls roughly as Zak pounded me. Zak began looking deep into my eyes, totally exchanging the feel that each of us was feeling. Zak's breathing and mine were in synch and getting more strained. I'm not sure whether I was feeling my cock convulse or his bod convulse ... it was one connected feeling as we both came. Ah man, I love that glow after cumming ... total relaxation. While Zak and I gradually caught our breath Don and Rick shifted for Don to reciprocate. Soon it wasn't just Don's mouth working Rick's cock ... all 3 of our mouths and all our hands began working Rick's nips, balls, and cocks. Ah man. It was hot seeing Rick's cum smeared on Don's beard and Zak's face. While we cooled down I licked it up and French kissed it around. We all laid there, silently radiating our satisfaction. The last thoughts I had were wondering if the next nights would be as good as this as I shut my eyes and drifted to sleep.