Date: Sat, 20 Aug 2016 19:16:49 +0000 (UTC) From: Chuck <chuck8018@yahoo.com> Subject: Two Buds Cum Out to Dads ? Part 3 ? The Trip The keep this site going don't forget to donate to Nifty at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html * * * * 2 Buds Cum Out to Dads -- Part 3 -- The Trip * * * * Zak and I looked at each other nervously while Mark untied us. Liz scurried to my room to get dressed. Pete went out to greet dad and to begin loading our skis, boards, and shit in his SUV. ... Fuck ... Dad's here? ... Fuck Mark gave us our shirts and jeans. "Where's our briefs?" "Ah man, you don't need em. There's no time. Just slide your jeans on. No one will notice you're bare balling." Zak and I looked at each other. Fuck. After being edged all last night we'd be constantly getting boned. We both needed to cum so fuckn bad. Fuck. How were we going to hide our bones? Fuck. Sticky and smelling with Mark's and Petesa cum all over our bods. Fuck. We could hear Pete telling dad "They'll be right out. They're almost ready. We partied a bit last night, sorry we're all running a bit late". Fuck. No time to shower. Fuck. Dad kew we drank and did weed ... he'd joined in with us. But would the smell of the weed and brew hide the smell of cum? Fuck. No way did we want to come out to our dads like this. Fuck. We got organized as well as we could and pulled our bods into dad's SUV for our 2 week ski trip. Pete loudly reassured us that they'd gotten all of our gear double checked and loaded. Then he chuckled a bit as he whispered into my ear "I noticed a box with your dad's brew and scotch in it. I put the two prostate vibrators we used in there." Fuck. Dad's sure to see them there. Fuck. Those bastards. Fuck. We drove for about an hour then stopped to pick up Zak's dad. While they were greeting and getting his ski gear I rummaged in the back, found the vibrators, and slid them into my duffle. Whew. We got Zak's dad's gear loaded, he climbed into the front with dad, Zak and I sat in the back seat, and we were off. We all talked about the regular shit ... how school was going, about the trip, ski and boarding talk, all of us were excited about the 2 weeks of skiing that were going to do. I looked over at Zak. His hands were just like mine, resting on his crotch, hiding his bone. He looked at me, smirked a grin, and moved his hand a bit to show the outline of his bone showing through his jeans. I said "me too" and we both laughed. While driving I could see his fingers slyly moving. Ah man, just like me, our bones both enjoying the feel of a slowly moving finger sliding atop the rough denim. We stopped at a roadside rest for a piss ... we were both still boning but we tried to hide it ... hopefully it wasn't too noticeable. Zak and I stood next to each other at the urinals. He managed to piss and left but I was still having trouble getting my bone to relax enough to piss. God Damn. Dad came to the urinal next to mine, unzipped, and pissed. He glanced over, saw my problem, laughed, and said "It's easier when you aren't hard". Gulp. The embarrassment relaxed my dick enough to piss, and I was outa there. It was dark when we finally pulled into a motel and got two connecting rooms with 2 queen beds in each. Zak and I were tired and sleepy from partying, and we desperately needed to get rid of the loads that last nights' edging had built up. But our dads wanted to talk and party a bit. After dinner out came the brew and scotch. Luckily our dads called it a night much earlier than they usually do. We unlocked the door between the rooms and Zak and I went into our room for the night. As soon as we had closed the door Zak tackled me onto the bed and we wrestled and joked and laughed a bit while we unbuckled each others belts. "Wait man. We'd better keep the noise down. And let's mess up the second bed so that in the morning our dads will think we slept in different beds." Damn. Our bones were raging. We stripped each other in no time. We stood facing each other for a bit, gazing into each other's eyes, raging bones pointing at each other, remembering the night before when we had been strapped spreadeagle facing each while our buds had edged us. God damn. We'd been best buds for our whole lives and had been messing with each other's dicks for a year or two. But it had just been sex ... a way to get off. Somehow last night changed it ... it had welded our bond tighter. It's the first time I realized that it was more than sex ... that we needed each other bad ... we needed each other's bod, each other's seed, each other's whole being. I tackled Zak back onto the bed. Our arms pulled each other's bods so close it felt like we were trying to merge. Our mouths were sealed tight to each other, tongues forcing their way past each other's tongues. Our hips were forcing each other's cocks into each other's abs so hard it felt like we were trying to impregnate each other through our abs. I'd had lots of sex with Zak, and with other buds, and with chicks, but this was the most intense I'd ever had -- and we were just making out, we hadn't started gettn down to full on sex yet. This must be what the first night on a honeymoon feels like. Our mouths slowly pulled apart, I nibbled a bit on his lower lip, then began to work down to his pits, nibbling on the muscle that runs across the front of the pits ... by the time I got to his nips they were fully erect ... licking down his trail, to his pubes. His trail and pubes were crusty with Pete's and Marks dried cum from last night ... ah man, even dried I could recognize the taste of their cum. Both of us were still so pumped up from the edgn last night ... our cockheads were already leaking the built up juices. Damn my mouth loved the feel and taste as Zaks hips shoved his bone deeper into my throat. "Careful man, I'm not going to last long." "Me too." I reached over to my open duffle and pulled out the lube and a condom, and I got my shoulder under Zak's knees. "Hold on man. After last night I feel different about you." "Yah. Love you man." "Yah man. I wanna have everything you've got man. Every drop ... everything ... all of you. Our minds were welded. I threw the condom back. I looked at him and our eyes knew all. I threw the lube back. "Our spit and pre and raw skin is enuf, eh?" "Yo're fuckn right, man." Our cocks were both leaking so much ... ah man, great natural lube. We french kissed a few times so that Zak could share his spit with me, and I used the mix to lube my bone and his ass. Damn, we were both so fukn turned on ... it didn't take long before my tongue could feel his ass muscles starting to relax. I got my shoulders under his knees and rolled him up. Our eyes transfixed on each other. I bent down ... our mouths pressed against each other, tongues forcing against each other's tongues ... damn ... the passion welded our mouths together ... fuck ... so long ... welding tight 21 years of having been best friends. Our cocks were getting impatient, raging ... insisting ... our balls were joining in ... I slowly pulled away from the kiss and sat back a bit. One hand massaged his ass some more, the other hand held my bone tight against his hole ... not pushing and forcing, just gentle continuous pressure. His ass started to relax a little more, then my cockhead felt a strange sensation. It was almost like his ass had opened slightly and was sucking it in. As soon as my head's rim was inside I stopped the pressure, holding my cock perfectly still with just the head inside, his ass muscles tight just below the head's rim. Our eyes locked on each other. "Make me pregnant man." I shot a joke back "Nah man, you couldn't stand the pain of birth." And with that, while we both laughed, I thrust my cock rough and hard in to the hilt. He winced and moaned as my dick pierced deep ... his stomach muscles tightened, but be wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in tighter. Our mouths locked together again and I began a slow rhythm of thrusts. After awhile I pulled out til just the head's rim was inside, then thrust hard and fast to the hilt. He gasped and moaned. Again. And again. Faster and harder each time. He was moaning while his arms pulled me in even tighter. "Shh. You don't want our dads to hear us." Faster. Deeper. It was whelming up. Slower. Deeper. Slower. Deeper. Fucking god damn. I'd never cum so hard before ... the seed kept spewing deep into my best friend as our tongues wrestled in our mouths. Then it was his turn to roll me up. That night we each fucked and sucked each other every few hours. We each must have had 3 full cums and a couple of partial cums before daybreak. We woke up late. I hurried into our dad's room to see if they were ready. When I looked inside I froze. My mind went blank. I could just stammer out "Sorry" and retreated to Zak, closing the door. My eyes must have been wide when I looked at Zak. "Our dads were fucking. I didn't know what to do ... I froze and just backed out and shut the door."