"How long we gonna wait?" Ross asked. His black curly hair dipped to his forehead as he shook his head in frustration.
"Hell, we've already been here for an hour." Ross lit another cigarette. He caught his face in the bar's mirror. "We're not ugly."
In a stern voice Cody responded, "we're goodlooking, so it isn't that." He added. "I hate paying for drinks when I got a full bottle of whiskey at the house."
"Let's get the fuck outta here." Cody agreed.
"I have a mind to move my money to another bank." Ross barked.
Cody laughed at Ross. "Come on bro. Let's go home."
The drive back to their Cape Cod style house was a mere fifteen minutes away. They drove in silence. Inside their two-bedroom home Ross made a beeline to the bar Cody built last year. He started making his usual Whiskey-seven.
Cody headed straight to his bedroom, calling out for his usual vodka and cranberry. He stripped down, fuming—this was the fourth time they’d been stood up in the past six months. In the small town of Haven Bay, options were limited. He’d thought about asking Nurse Cindy out, but that wasn’t going to happen while she was seeing Joe, the owner of the only auto shop in town. Moments later, he emerged in just a pair of boxers. He grabbed his drink and sat on the couch.
When Ross finished making a Cape Cod for Cody, he made himself a whiskey-seven then dropped his jeans and threw them on the counter. Comfortable in his briefs he walked to the couch and flipped on the TV.
They sat side by side flipping through the channels. "It was the beginning of An American Werewolf in London; Cody downed his Cape Code and got up to make another drink. You want another Whiskey?
"Yea, what the hell. Make it double." Ross laughed
Cody thought that was a good idea and made a double for himself too. When he sat down on the couch he put his drink on the coffee table. He fell back their shoulders touching. Ross leaned forward grabbing a small wooden box. He pulled out a pipe, a lighter and plastic bag of pot. He broke the pot down and stuffed the pipe and passed it to Cody.
The scene where the actor starts changing into a werewolf that leaves him naked came on.
"Thanks, dude." He took a big hit and passed it back to Ross, who set the pipe on top of the box. Over the next half hour, the boys got stoned. After their third double cocktail, the men sat very close together, tipsy and high. Ross rested his hand on Cody's knee, gently petting it. Cody let his head rest against Ross's, and slowly their faces turned toward each other before they began kissing deeply.
Both men knew what was going to happen ... again. Ross' hand dropped to Cody's crotch and began squeezing the area affectionately. Ostensively to see if he was hard and he was rock hard.
Cody stood up, swaying a little, the tent in his briefs said it all to Ross staring at Cody's crotch. "Wanna go to bed?"
"Yea, let's go. It's more comfortable."
The minute they got on the bed they began kissing each other, devouring each other like they had been since they were in high school. Their hands explored each other's body, squeezing and rubbing their cock's which came together like a duel of swords. Ross attacked Cody's butthole licking and nibbling, then poked the pink orifice with his tongue pushed it in the loving hole. Cody shoved Ross's cock deep into his mouth swishing salvia and pre-cum around the hard rod. Cody put a finger into Ross's mouth getting it wet and putting that finger into Ross's hole, opening him up.
Cody then swallowed Ross's cock, not to be out done Ross deeply sucked Cody like a popsicle. They maneuvered into a sixty-nine position, their favorite, gobbling up each other's lengthy man rods. Ross whispered into Cody ears, "I want to fuck you, fuck you hard, fuck you until you cum in my face. Cody got on all fours and pulled his ass cheeks apart waiting for Ross's tongue to invade, to lick and drive him insane with lust.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard!" Ross's dick so like a torpedo launched into motion aimed at its target, the open wet hole owned by Cody's quiver male quim just waiting to be filled with the fleshy missile strategically focused on the incoming pleasure absorbed by Cody's firm butt hole. "YEA MAN, FUCK ME MAN!!"
Both men ejaculated at the same time. Ross got a face full hot thick man juice which he devoured. While Cody slammed Ross' dick in his mouth lapping up the sweet, salty ambrosia of his manly man.
Entwined in each other's arms they fell asleep. They didn't bother cleaning the sheets or themselves; they didn't care. More precisely, they didn't give a shit!
Singing birds woke them up. And then the doorbell rang. The men scrambled to get into underwear and robes. Ross headed to the kitchen to hit the 'make coffee' button.
Cody answered the door. Two older women were smiling.
"Come in. Come in. "
Ross entered. "Coffees on."
One older woman said, "Mary Louise these are twin sons Ross and Cody. They're such good boys."
