It wasn't that they weren't good looking. Quite to the contrary, they were both very hot and sexy young men. They were healthy guys at their sexual peaks and speaking from a physical perspective only, both of them were so captivating, guys and girls wanted and desire them. They were both horn dogs as well. Their hands were constantly adjusting, touching and caressing their cocks, which were almost always in a state of thick and full, semi growth. When they sat naked watching porn at home together, they either ignored each other as they stroked and pulled enormous, bulging, steel-shafted boners or they sat close comparing their big cocks, Zeke claiming superiority for thickness and Dale for length. There was barely a moment when either of them weren't thinking about cock-crushing sex and getting their respective powerful, young swords, deep inside some tight, hot hole. These were physically potent, young male gods.
The problem was that after these two spectacular jocks left school, they both became booze swilling drunks, which transformed them into insecure Neanderthals, whose bad attitude and aggressive behaviour, turned the women who wanted them, as well as the women whom they wanted, completely off. Over time, the consistent nightly rejection turned the guys into misogynistic arseholes.
These two young men continued to go out every night, trying to pick up women to fuck but all they succeeded in achieving was to go home so drunk that they could barely stand up, whilst abusing any and all innocent passersby, who had the misfortune as all victims do, to stumbled unknowingly into the paths of morons.
Zeke was the more attractive of the two. He was twenty-two with jet-black hair, the deepest, dark blue eyes and a golden-brown tan. He had a large upper body with broad shoulders and an expanded and huge, round chest. His lower body was smaller but still strong, muscular and defined. Dale was yet to turn twenty-two, had blonde hair and blue-grey eyes with fair skin. He lacked the body-shaping and eye-catching waist that Zeke possessed and though he was also shorter than Zeke, he was still large and very muscular. Dale was the forward while Zeke was the quarterback. Zeke was driven by his mind but was subject to mercurial shifts, while Dale was physically predisposed and the type to act without thinking.
These two guys had been friends throughout school and were barely ever apart. They played together on the football team and spent their weekends together as well. When school was finally over and done with, they moved together into the city, found jobs together as mechanics and found themselves a small apartment. They had become completely reliant on each other and were fundamentally each other's security blanket.
During the early hours of yet another completely inebriated journey home, from yet another unsuccessful sex-procuring night on the town, their latest unsuspecting victim was another guy around the same age, also on his way home. The guy was gay, though he did not look or act the stereotypical part but Dale decided he was a fucking queer and proceeded to make his feelings known. It was the usual verbose bluster but fortunately for the guy, Zeke and Dale were so wasted and incapable of action, the guy was left to pass by.
As they continued home, their arms around each other's shoulders to support and keep them upright, Zeke, who could barely string two words together and was slurring almost incomprehensibly, commented that all guys wanted sex all the time and therefore gay guys must get sex whenever they wanted it. Dale's head tilted as he considered within his confused and drunken mind that Zeke had made a reasonable assumption but he said nothing in reply. Zeke then said that if they were gay that they would get sex all the time too and that they wouldn't be going home alone again. Dale thought that this made sense as well and he replied that they wouldn't even have to go out and pick up because they could just fuck each other. Zeke said yeah and the conversation ended.
Neither guy was gay, nor had they considered it and there was no deeply repressed psychological desires hidden away. It had simply been a spontaneous thought in Zeke's mind that he had verbalised drunkenly and one, which Dale had perceived to make perfect sense.
They entered their building and helped each other make it up the stairs yet again, without falling over or passing out. As they closed the front door behind them, Zeke said he needed to shower and Dale said he wanted to shower too and that Zeke could go first. He helped him into the bathroom and then left him alone to do his thing. Ten minutes later he heard a thud and walked in to find Zeke had showered and dried himself but after wrapping his towel around his hips, he had sat down on the closed toilet and passed out against the wall.
Dale called to him and shook him but to no avail and so he picked him up but realising he was staggering and too drunk to carry his weight and couldn't make it all the way to Zeke's bedroom, Dale carried him into his own and laid him on the bed. He then made his way back to the bathroom, stripped naked and began showering. He stood beneath the hot water, eyes closed, barely functioning normally. He gave himself a quick scrub with the soap and then stood with his eyes closed again as he turned and rinsed the lather from his body. He pressed one palm against the tiles and as he leaned and let the hot water veil him and massaged his shoulders, his other hand stroked the full length of his long, hard cock, back and forward. He thought to himself that he was so fucking horny that he was going to give himself a really hot hand job as soon as he got into bed. The thought of blowing his load was enough to empower motivation and movement and so he turned the faucets off, dried his body and walked naked from the bathroom to go to bed.
As he switched off the bathroom light, the flood of darkness to his eyes, combined with his extremely drunken state, destabilised his balance further and he walked directly into a wall. It hurt a bit but Dale found the event hysterical and he burst into laughter as he slid down the wall onto the floor. He crawled along the hall, feeling his way and snickering at what was taking place and then finally, when he felt the frame of a door, he pushed and as the door opened, the light rushed to his visual aid. He climbed up the doorframe and looked into his bedroom.
Zeke was still passed out on his bed but he had rolled and was now diagonally across the bed and additionally, the towel had fallen away and he was naked on his back with his cock, small but thick, lying undisturbed on his groin.
'Zeke!' Dale called but he didn't even twitch. 'Zeke!' He called again, this time much louder but there was not even a blink of the eye.
Dale staggered across the room to his bed. He stood there looking down at his bud for a moment and then he let rip an almighty 'Zeke!' Someone in an apartment downstairs screamed out to shut the fuck up but Zeke on the other hand was dead to the world. Dale smiled and shook his head in disbelief as he looked down at him and decided he was going to have to move him again.
He looked at the smooth, golden brown skin and then at the large pectoral muscles that now reminded him of breasts. He looked at the relaxed, sleeping face and though he would never say it out loud because guys didn't do that, he thought that Zeke was a really hot guy. Instantly he thought of the conversation and the statements Zeke had made on their way home and as well as deciding at that moment that he would be capable of fucking his buds young body, he realised his cock was now hard and horizontal.
Zeke's head was turned to the side and facing him, his deep red lips parted and his mouth opened. Dale lifted his leg, bent his knee and rested it on the mattress. He leaned forward, used one hand to support his drunken balance against the wall, wrapped his fingers around his hard-on and pushed it down until his full, shining knob rested temporarily between Zeke's lips. Dale sighed at the feeling and the thought of a mouth on his cock and as his chest tightened from his lustful desire, a large, clear drop of pre-come, lubricated the lip that kissed his swollen cock head. He moved his hips gently and rubbed the knob over and between the lips and it felt good. It made him feel desperate to have his cock deep in someone's mouth and sliding it over their tongue.
He pulled his cock away and saw that Zeke's teeth were parted too. Not enough to put his cock in his mouth but he wondered if he pushed his knob in, whether Zeke's jaw would open wider. He adjusted his position and pushed his cock between the parted teeth and to his great satisfaction, the mouth made way for the invader. Dale pushed his cock in a few inches and then he pushed his knob down onto the tongue and he rubbed it back and forth. It wasn't quite like a proper blowjob but still it was better than his hand.
'Man oh man buddy, you must be so trashed.' He said with a smile.
Dale was feeling uncomfortable in the position he was in and so he climbed onto the bed, lifted Zeke's arms into the air and put a knee on the mattress on either side of his body, just beneath his armpits. He rested Zeke's arms over his thighs and then he reached for the other pillow, lifted Zeke's head and pushed both pillows tightly beneath it. He rested his hand against the wall again, pushed his hips forward and slid his cock back into Zeke's mouth. He didn't particularly like Zeke's teeth scraping against his cock but he decided having his cock in someone's mouth was what mattered and so he began to slide it in and out, making certain that he rubbed his swollen knob on Zeke's tongue. He felt some pre-come slide between the tongue and his knob and he wished that Zeke was awake and blowing him.
Suddenly he thought that he wanted to fuck and blow his massive load inside of someone. He thought again about what they had said on the way home and decided he would fuck Zeke's arse. He pulled his cock from Zeke's mouth and it was now a full-length raging boner and throbbing with his anticipation. He moved from being astride Zeke's body and sat on the mattress beside him. He ran his hands over his smooth, huge chest and imagined breasts again. He lay on his side and took the nipple closest into his mouth and he sucked and moaned and rubbed his hard cock on his friend's leg.
Slowly, as he enjoyed the feeling of flesh on his lips, Dale began to kiss Zeke's chest and then as he moved over his stomach, he licked the soft, smooth skin and ran his hand over his body. While he was kissing and caressing, his hand slid over Zeke's huge, thick cock. He turned and looked at it, realising it was now rock hard with its usual massive, turgid knob. Zeke's knob was so much larger than his knob and he had always wondered what it felt like. He wrapped his hand around it and squeezed it and despite its soft fleshiness, most of it was as hard as the thick, full shaft that it crowned.
Propped on his elbow, he gave the big cock his full attention and as he looked at it, he began to stroke it. It felt good in his hand and though he preferred stroking his greater length, he definitely liked Zeke's thickness within his fist. He wished he could have the best of both worlds, with a truly impressive cock that was both long and thick, hanging between his legs. He decided he still wouldn't be able to suck his own cock, which was something he had always wanted to do.
A light went on in his mind and he suddenly thought that at least he could find out what it was like and he instantly opened his mouth and devoured as much of Zeke's large cock as he could. He slid up and down along the shaft and he ran his tongue over the mouth-filling knob. It really surprised him when he discovered how much he was enjoying it and also when he found himself thinking about being able to suck Zeke's cock at some point again. He thought to himself how much he loved sex. He just loved licking and kissing and sucking and fucking and it suddenly occurred to him that it wasn't about being straight or gay. It was just about hot sex.
He loved pussy and he always had since he lost his virginity but even though he was sucking his best buds cock, he realised that he still loved pussy. The thing was that now he knew that he loved sucking Zeke's cock as well. He didn't think it made him gay. Hell, he didn't even know if loving all pussy and Zeke's cock as well, meant he was bisexual because he didn't know if he would want to suck another guy's cock, although as he thought about it, he didn't see any reason for why not.
A moment later he received a large pool of pre-come on his tongue. He loved licking and swallowing his own because he just loved the taste and consistency but when Zeke's big, thick cock offered him a sizable taste, he felt his own cock twitch with sexual delight and he knew that he wanted to taste more and to swallow Zeke's whole load.
He jumped up, pulled Zeke's legs apart, knelt between them and as his body arched over, he started devouring the huge cock like he had been doing it all of his life. He loved it and his head bobbed swiftly as he tried to make Zeke come. His mouth pounded the enormous meat and he could feel the bulging head thickening against his tongue. A minor moan came from the unconscious man's mouth, who lay at Dale's mercy beneath him. His body jolted and his massive balls released waves of hot, thick nectar and Dale sucked and swallowed like a man obsessed.
When the final shot was fired and Dale finished sucking what little remained from within the deflating cock shaft, he eased the cock out of his mouth onto Zeke's belly and then he kissed it and licked its length in an adoring manner. He thought disappointedly that he may never have this opportunity again and so he devoured the flaccid meat once more before letting it slide from between his lips once again.
He looked up at his buddy and then he slid up and lay on top of him. Is this gay, he wondered or was he just a sex maniac or did it just show how much he loved and cared about his best bud. He pressed his lips to Zeke's and slid his tongue inside his mouth and played with Zeke's tongue with his own. He sucked on Zeke's lips as he rubbed his throbbing boner against his abdomen and then to his delight, he felt Zeke get rock hard again.
'I am going to fuck you so hard buddy! This was a great idea you had!'
Dale suddenly felt another wave of drunkenness, which disoriented him. He felt like he could just lie on top of Zeke and go to sleep, feeling warm and content but then he hungered to push his big cock inside of Zeke. He slid off Zeke onto his side and then ran his hand all over the muscular physique. He decided now that he didn't give a shit how people wanted to categorise this. All he knew was he wanted his hot bud and he was going to slide his throbbing hard cock, deep and all the way inside of him. He grabbed Zeke by the hip and rolled him onto his side. He layered his chest against Zeke's back and pressed the length of his cock along the space between Zeke's cheeks. He forced his arm between the mattress and Zeke's body and then wrapped it tightly around his powerful chest. His other hand held Zeke's thick cock and then he writhed and rubbed his cock firmly between the tight cheeks.
After several minutes of enjoying the feeling of Zeke's hot, smooth body against his and having become so hard that he could no longer bare the pulsating throb of his boner, Dale decided it was time to drive his cock into what he had heard was the tightest recess a man's cock could ever experience. He squeezed the massive cock in his hand and then squeezed the huge knob in particular and he felt the oozing wet heat cover his fingers. He brought his hand to his mouth but first he looked at the thick clear nectar and with a salacious desire, Dale sucked on his fingers and savoured the taste of pure maleness. He couldn't stop the powerful thoughts and the carnal need to suck Zeke's cock once again but his hard cock throbbed as Zeke's fleshy cheeks embraced it and his mind returned to the treasure awaiting.
Dale yet again felt the alcohol beating him down. He felt exhausted, his eyes felt heavy and as he looked around the room, it began to spin. He wondered how he could feel so great, so hot and so horny and at the same time feel like he was ready to collapse.
'Just give me a little while longer.' He said in a whisper.
He rolled backward, being careful not to let his arm slide from beneath Zeke's body. He reached behind him to the bedside table and was just able to reach the tube he used nightly. Now quite proficient with the tube in one hand, he undid the cap with his fingers and tossed it to the side of the mattress. He then reversed the tube and squeezed excessively, covering several fingers with a copious amount of lube. He threw the tube next to the cap and then wiped the flowing gel over his cock and then between the cheeks and over the hole. He gently circled the tip of his finger over the sphincter and then with a little pressure, popped it in a small way. Zeke exhaled deeply but it was barely a stir and so Dale began to move his finger around inside of him with small gentle movements. He wanted to fuck Zeke but he didn't want to hurt him badly.
His finger was little more than a quarter of an inch inside of Zeke but rather than pushing deeper, he popped a second finger in to the same depth. Zeke sighed again, this time with a small amount of voice included but really it was of no concern. Dale stretched and moved his fingers and he discovered he liked the feeling of the raw muscular walls against them. It was different to a pussy but still felt good and he decided it was time to go deeper. He pushed harder this time and despite the struggling muscles, his fingers slid to the second knuckle. He paused for some time, after Zeke had moaned with an obvious subconscious discomfort and then once quieted, he began to stretch and circle as whispered sighs that sounded pleasurable, escaped Zeke's mouth.
Dale now slid his fingers all the way inside and this time Zeke expelled a rasped sigh but still he did not awaken. Dale discovered that having Zeke in this position made him feel even hornier and he clenched his cock muscles to stem the throbbing that threatened to send him insane with desire. He felt somehow empowered but still it was the sexual desire and nothing more that spurred him on toward his goal. Gently he added a third finger, stretching as he pushed in slowly and expanding the hole to a size it had never been required to achieve. A moan that combined with a throaty rasp ushered forth and was longer than any other reaction so far but to Dale's satisfaction, Zeke remained comfortably in his embrace with their bodies pressed firmly together and his settled demeanour returned almost immediately. Finally, three fingers were hilted and stretching the muscles within. Dale left his fingers motionless for a brief period and as the pressuring walls crushed against them, he imagined how satisfied he would be when his cock received the same embrace.
Soon after Dale began to stretch and circle now with a larger circumference in mind. With Zeke's hole now more at ease with the walls being purged from each other, his reaction was barely noticeable. Dale swirled his fingers and pushed and pulled them and when he was finally satisfied, he very slowly slid them out.
Finally the time had come and Dale rubbed his cock again, to be sure it was completely lubricated and then he positioned it and began to push it in. As the knob pushed through and popped inside, Zeke let out a grunt. Dale stopped and waited a few moments and then pushed again. This time another grunt escaped Zeke's throat. Dale stopped again and then reached over and grabbed Zeke's cock. Not surprisingly, it was bulging hard and standing at complete attention. Dale began sliding his fist up and down the full length of it and then he began to push again. It was halfway in when Zeke grunted and groaned with obvious displeasure and it seemed certain that he was close to consciousness. Dale couldn't believe it had taken this long. He advance again slowly but this time he just kept pushing until his cock went all the way in. At the same time, he crushed Zeke's cock within his fist as he pounded it with obvious intent.
Zeke's eyes opened wide and a deep guttural groan, followed by a rasped cry of the word fuck, stole into the night. Dale locked his arm around Zeke's chest, crushed his cock even harder and at the same time as Zeke said what the fuck, Dale pounded his fist along Zeke's cock and began sliding his cock in and out of Zeke's arse.
The deepest manly voice groaned in obvious pain as the long cock drove inward but Zeke then felt his cock fill with astounding pressure as the blood pumped furiously within it. He felt like he was going to erupt like Mount Vesuvius and it felt amazing. Instantly he was destroyed with pain as the cock retreated but then again it plunged and again his cock neared explosion. Zeke was lost between the extremities. The room was spinning, he was still totally trashed, he was feeling euphoria and he was feeling excruciatingly painful discomfort. His skin was hot and wet and it was buzzing and tingling and he didn't understand why he was feeling such overwhelming desire. He didn't know what to do and he couldn't focus on any one thing for longer than a few seconds. It was overwhelming in both good and bad ways.
Dale now began to grunt and groan as his cock moved quickly toward the precipice. He slowed a little, wanting to make it last but he was so out of control and so drunk that he didn't know how to regain his control. He pushed his lips against Zeke's back and began to kiss him and then he pulled away and called Zeke's name as his cock drove in once again. He felt Zeke's cock within his hand as it expanded and contracted and then suddenly, he felt Zeke begin to pulse his hips and thrust his cock within the fist that imprisoned it.
Zeke had finally reached a point of acceptable discomfort, enmeshed with glorious pleasure. The pounding of his arse was astonishing and the pressure in his gut with the explosive nature of his cock and the beating of his heart and all the wild and wonderful other sensations, were now a combination he wanted to maintain. His arm rose up and reached behind him and his hand grasped the meat of Dales arse cheek and as he squeezed it, he pulled it hard in thrusts toward him, attempting to add to the bone crushing pounding and the ecstasy, Dale was already furnishing him with.
'Aw yeah fuck me Dale, fuck my arse with your big cock.' Zeke screamed.
Dale smiled as a certain fear left him and he tightened his grip around Zeke and thrust his cock deeper and harder into him. Still he pounded on Zeke's cock and with greater consistency, Zeke began to cry out for him to fuck him faster and even harder. Dale was getting way too close and he knew he would not be able to maintain this pace for much longer. He leaned back slightly, pulling Zeke back against him and angling them both diagonally to the room and then he set about grinding and pounding Zeke's beautiful thick cock into oblivion.
Zeke was now beyond ecstasy and he felt as if he were lost in some abstract dimension, which seemed perfect and yet unreal. He was moaning and groaning and calling out to Dale, to punch his arse harder and faster but then suddenly he lost all control and screamed that he was going to blow. Nothing more was needed to send Dale spiralling over the edge. He felt the hot spray as Zeke exploded uncontrollably all over the both of them, the strings and globs painting their faces, necks, arms and chest. Dale licked at the hot juice, suddenly running over his lips and he thought that he was almost in heaven.
His arse-pounding thrusts became short but devastatingly hard and he punched Zeke's arse with the last of his strength and then with a grunting cry of exhilaration, Dale filled his buds astoundingly tight arse with volumes of hot, thick cream. They panted and gasped in pleasure and absolute exhaustion. For Dale this had been all he had wanted and so much more and now he found himself wondering if Zeke would ever let him do it again. He also wondered what it would be like to have Zeke's thick, delicious cock inside of him, fucking his arse and him to distraction. He truly hoped he would find out.
As Zeke lay quietly trying to get his breath back, he became aware of Dale's arm around him and his fingers caressing over his chest and nipple. It felt so good. In fact it was turning him on again and as his cock began to rise, he felt Dale squeeze it and stroke it again. The situation was bizarre and surreal but damn it felt so fucking good. In fact it felt too good to allow the thoughts that were trying to invade his exalted state. Fuck it if it's gay, it was the best and hottest sex he had ever had, he thought and though he knew he didn't have the energy to do it again right now, if Dale was up for it again later, so would he be.
'Fuck Dale that was so fucking hot!'
'Yeah I reckon so too.' Dale replied.
'Man we have to do that again buddy.'
'I was hoping you'd feel that way Zeke, cause that was exactly what I was thinking.'
'How could I not want it again Dale. Fuck man you sent me to Neptune and back. It was fucking incredible.'
'Well you took me to Uranus.'
Zeke burst into laughter and Dale joined but then he said that maybe next time he could take Zeke to his.
'Are you serious bud?' Zeke asked.
'More than you could know but you have to promise to let me suck your big irresistible cock again.'
'Again?' Zeke said stunned.
'Sorry bud but you missed a lot more than you experienced.'
'No fair Dale, you fucking horn dog. What else did you do to me?'
'I kissed you, I sucked on your tits, I sucked that delicious cock until you blew your load for me to swallow, oh and I also licked and sucked your balls. You didn't join in until I started fucking your world-class tight little arse. Man Zeke, you are one impressive dude.'
'Seems to me like you got the best of the deal.'
'Yeah I reckon and it was your idea.'
'Say what?' Zeke said confused.
'Tonight on the way home. You said that all guys loved sex and so gay guys would always get sex and later when I said we could fuck each other, you agreed.'
'Yeah Dale but it wasn't a suggestion, it was just a thought and saying we could fuck each other was only meant if we were gay.'
'Still, aren't you glad I took it literally?'
'Hell yeah, I am bud. So you like my big cock, do you Dale?'
'Not much about you not to like Zeke.'
'Thanks bud. So does this mean we're gay now or what?' Zeke asked.
'Well I don't know about you but I still like pussy. Then again, I'd never turn you and your hot cock away either.' Dale replied.
'Well I will reserve the right to make my decision until after I've had my way with you bud. I expect all terms and conditions to be equal and when I'm done, we will be standing on equal terms as we always are. Agreed?'
'Zeke, I am at your sexual disposal.' Dale said feeling satisfied inside.
'Now that is something I'm happy to hear. So if I said to you that I didn't want to go out tomorrow night to pick up and get trashed, how would you feel about sex all night and giving me a blowjob I can experience?' Zeke asked.
'I'll give you a blowjob and you can fuck me every night if you want bud? Tomorrow's Saturday, so we can suck and fuck all day and all night if you want?' Dale offered with hungry hopes.
'Well Dale, I certainly want your virgin hole just like you had mine and I want your cock inside me again cause fuck man, though I can't believe it's true, I fucking love your cock up my arse. I have also always loved shooting my cream into my mouth or sucking it off my fingers because I love the taste, so I can't see why I wouldn't love the taste of yours when I suck your cock.'
'So I take it that is a yes for a man on man fuck fest tomorrow?'
'Hell Dale, maybe I am gay because the thought of all that happened tonight combined with a shit-load more tomorrow, is making my cock hard again and making me want to fuck you bad.'
'Zeke, if you want to fuck like gay guys and just stay in with each other, I'll be okay with that for as long as you like bud! Better any sex or lots of sex than none at all in my book and if we turn gay some how or another, what the fuck does it matter? Shit bud, we're still going to be getting our rocks off'
Zeke turned in Dale's arms and rubbed his cock against his thigh as he looked into his eyes.
'Ooh bud!' Dale said wantonly and pushed his thigh hard against the thick cock.
'Time for sleep but I want you to eat my cock first thing tomorrow.' Zeke said.
'Any time Zeke!'
'Fuck man, I can't believe you gave me a blowjob and I missed it. Hell, especially when you swallowed it all. Fuck, you know how much I love having my cock sucked and my cream swallowed?'
'Well I now know how much I love sucking your cock, so any time you want bud, you can park that beautiful thick slab on my tongue and let me change the oil. Zeke, I could suck your delicious cock forever.'
Trust me Dale, if I have my way...'
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