Cookies and Cream

Kind of horny, more than a little stoned, and with a massive case of the munchies, Matt stared at the empty box that used to contain cookies.  He wondered fuzzily how to get more since in his current mindset, munchies outweighed horny.  But said munchies needed to be achieved without climbing behind the wheel because that would be really, really bad.  And the delivery service had black listed him for well, reasons that in hindsight kind of made sense.  He honestly thought the kid might enjoy a blow job as an extra tip.

Leaning back on the couch and watching some porn scene with a really hot guy getting blown by two guys, Matt realized how much the hot guy kind of reminded him of his buddy Carl.  He was ripped with wide shoulders, a light dusting of hair covering that gym sculpted chest and an amazing ass.  Though he’d never seen Carl’s cock, Matt had always sort of fantasized it was like the one on screen.  It was a solid eight plus inches of rock hard beauty.  Oh how he would have loved to be the one on his knees blowing the porn star.  As Matt watched an idea slowly floated into his mind over the next few minutes. 

Carl owed him a favor or six and did live right near that twenty-four hour sandwich shop with the great cookies.  Making a decision, Matt reached for his phone.

“Dude, 20 bucks to bring me a box of cookies from that place by u.”

“No, not gonna happen.  Buy your munchies before u get stoned idiot.”

 “Pls, I’ll make it 40 and owe you big time.”

“Still NO.”

 “Come on, I’ll do anything.”

No response.  Half an hour later, Matt was in a comfortably numb place laying back on his couch still watching porn while half heartedly stroking his semi-erect cock when his phone dinged.

“Anything?”

Looking at the text, he wondered Carl was going to come through with the snacks. 

“Sure.”

 “100 bucks and a blowjob.”

Matt’s eyes popped wide open as adrenaline shot through him at the suggestion.  He’d always thought Carl was fucking hot with deep blue eyes, chilled jaw, amazing muscled body and thick meaty ass but also seemed to only be interested in guys in their 20’s.  Until now. 

“Srsly?”

“Yes.  You’ve teased about your velvet mouth, glory holes and sucking off randoms long enough.  It’s my turn to use that mouth."

Staring blankly at his phone, Matt’s cock hardened at the thought of sucking Carl off… he’d half fantasized about it for years.  Down on his knees in a t-room or at a glory hole, or even just blowing him while he watched porn were all things he’d dreamt of.  Matt was hotter than fuck and Carl always thought of him as out of his league.  Maybe he had dropped a hint or two over the years with stories about how much he loved sucking dick but this… this was a fantasy come true.  All for the bargain price of a hundred bucks.

“Ok”

“FYI is not sex, this is my using your mouth as payment for delivery.  Be there soon”

Hopping out of the shower, Matt briefly wondered if this was a bad idea.  He just as quickly discarded it though since Carl was well aware of just how much he liked sucking dick.  Hell, at one point the guy even asked Matt if he thought he had a velvet mouth and knew how to use it.  One night while they were getting stoned and watching football, Carl had littered their conversations with questions about his various hookups and always seemed to be doing a dance between being really interested and backing off. 

Matt had indulged Carl’s curiosity with telling him stories of guys he’s blown over the years.  Like sucking off a personal trainer in the gym locker room, blowing a cop to get out of a ticket and the one Carl seemed to like the most - blowing two college students in their storage unit one afternoon.  It was kind an odd night because Carl had kept a pillow on his lap and his hand out of sight for a good portion of the evening after that. 

Looking in the mirror as he pulled on a pair of worn gym shorts and clean tee-shirt.  His body was not ripped like Matt but he had a great set of shoulders, flat stomach and nice almost nine inch cock. 

Back on the couch watching porn and playing with his now very hard dick, Matt imagine all the delicious ways he could use his mouth to please Carl before being rewarded with a tasty load of creamy jizz.  This might turn out better than the time he’d sucked off the hot Daddy from UPS. 

Jumping off the couch and pulling up his shorts at the soft knock at the door, Matt opened the door to let Carl inside.  He was dressed in a tight spaghetti string wife beater that showed off his wide shoulders with one suckable nipple exposed.  As Carl stood in the doorway, Matt’s gaze lowered to see a rather substantial bulge already showing in his old gym shorts.  With a soft nod, Carl handed the box of cookies to Matt before walking in and heading towards the couch.  Those snug worn shorts almost caused Matt to drool, Carl’s ass was truly a work of art.  Now that Carl was not out of reach it gave him so many ideas.  Matt could see the outline of Carl’s bull nuts and engorged dick as he plopped down on the couch.

Carl not so subtly massaged the bulge in his shorts as Matt put down the cookies and turned to him.

“You want a joint?”  He asked.

“Hell yes.” Matt answered. 

Turning back to hand him the joint along with a lighter and the hundred dollar bill, Matt tried not to drool as Carl stripped of his shirt and laid back against the couch, sliding down and spreading his legs.  From his wide muscled shoulders to his carefully sculpted pecs, hard nipples you could glass on and down each rippling ab, the smooth skin shone in the dim light and the flicker from the porn on the screen.  Damn, he was a fantasy come to life. 

Over the next few minutes the only sound in the dim room was the soft moans and grunts from the TV where some muscled military type was getting gang banged in a sling.  Giving Carl some time to enjoy his joint, Matt tried to focus on the porn but still stole an occasional glance. 

Hearing the soft sound of fabric rustling Matt turned his head to see Carl pulling on his balls that had fallen loose of his shorts before pausing to pull out his hardening cock.  Damn that was a nice piece of meat Matt thought, probably a solid eight inches with a plump mushroom head with a single drop of pre-cum glistening at the tip.  Matt watched as Carl slowly stroked it a bit while taking another hit from his joint.  As ready as he was to show Matt just how skilled a cocksucker he was he didn’t want to jump the gun either. 

It was all Matt could do not do wag his tongue as he watched Carl slowly stripped off his shorts and toss them to the side.  With his legs spread wide, this now fully naked god of a man slowly stroked himself as he inhaled deeply from the joint.  Matt’s cock was rock hard in his shorts as he watched Carl in the flickering light from the TV.  The sight was mesmerizing.  Fat juicy balls hanging low between muscled legs and just darkened shadow showing his ass crack.  Damn, what he wouldn’t give for a chance to fuck that perfect ass. 

Slowly blowing out a big puff of smoke, Matt glazed over at Carl and spoke.

“Are you waiting for an invitation?”  Carl’s voice low and rough. 

Rising off his recliner, Matt quickly closed the few feet between them and lowered himself to his knees.  With his eyes locked on Carl’s face, Matt used his hands to gently massage the hard quads before leaning forward a bit to place soft kisses on each knee.  Moving forward a bit Matt licked the inside of Carl’s thighs, slowing moving his mouth closer to his goal with little open mouth kisses and moist caresses.  Finally, Matt took one ball into his mouth, wetting and carefully suckling it with his tongue.  Carl tasted and smelled wonderful, a hint of Irish Spring he’d used along with tiny bit of musk that was his and his alone.  After worshiping the first ball, Matt switched to give the other equal attention.  It was a stretch but he manage to take both of the large nuts into his hot wet mouth for a gentle suckling causing Carl to let out a hissing moan.

Pulling off Carl’s balls, Matt slowly licked the hard cock from the base to the head and then carefully took the huge leaking knob into his mouth.  Reveling in the delicious dick filling his mouth, he closed his eyes and focused on using his tongue and lips to please this man.  Matt started to turn up the suction as he took more and more of the cock down his throat.  It was a bit thicker than a lot of cocks but with the help of the pot induced focus he was determined to take the all thick eight inches inside him.  Relaxing his muscles as best he could, Matt carefully engulfed the throbbing meat until he finally succeeded with his nose buried in the carefully trimmed pubes. 

“Fuck yes, suck that cock.”  Carl moaned softly as he started to play with his nipples.  Matt could tell Carl was not going to last long with how he was breathing and his balls were starting to pull up.   

“So did my boast of having a velvet mouth prove to be true?”  Matt said as he briefly lifted his mouth off the wet glistening cock to see Carl staring at him through darkened half lidded eyes. Without breaking eye contact Matt swirled his tongue around this head of the cock before slurping the head into his mouth to focus his attention there. 

“God yes, slob my knob dude.  I got a big creamy load for that hungry mouth”  Carl hissed with another groan of pleasure as Matt once again swallowed his cock down to the root. 

Over the next couple minutes Matt noisily slurped, sucked and deep throated Carl’s cock as his breathing grew shallow and his balls tightened up as he grew closer and closer to exploding.  Then Matt ever so gently rubbed his finger around his hole and it sent him over the edge.  With a loud groan, Carl thrust his hips up and shot spurt after spurt of jizz straight down Matt’s throat.

Matt felt the cock buried deep in his throat grow harder and uncomfortably bigger as Carl groaned and pushed his shooting dick deeper into him.  He could feel each pulse of cum as he pulled back to relish the rich salty flavor filling his mouth.  Carl’s powerful orgasm was almost too much for him though and even swallowing as fast as he could, a few dribbles of sperm ran down his chin. 

Breathing heavily as he came down from his orgasmic high, Carl watched as Matt ever so gently licked his cock clean before doing the same to his balls.  Each swipe of that tongue sending little jolts of pleasure through Carl.  Matt got up off his knees and with a wink walked out of the room for a moment. 

“Damn, I needed that.”  Carl said with an almost exhausted release of breath as Matt returned to hand him a beer and a damp towel.  Taking a deep swig of the beer, Carl wiped himself down and pulled up his shorts.

“You doing okay?”  Matt asked as he drank down his own beer.  Looking over at Carl still sitting low on the couch with his legs spread and still showing a semi-hard bulge.  His skin wore a sheen as if he’d just worked out and each of his nipples were still erect still begging for attention in the dim light, damn that man was sexy as sin.  He secretly hoped this wouldn’t be a one time thing.  Matt would have loved to have a crack at fucking that delicious ass as well… maybe at some point. 

“Fuck yes, I’m okay.  That was amazing.  All your boasts about how good a cocksucker you are have been proven true.” Carl responded with a wink. 

“Proud to be of service.”  Matt answered with a nod as he raised his own beer in salute before taking a deep swig. 

After a few minutes of relative silence as the inarticulate groans from the porn running on the TV, Carl looked at Matt.   

“You need cookies delivered again, just let me know.”  Carl said with another wink before rubbing his crotch through his shorts.