Drop and Give Me 50

Chapter 9: Flood Insurance

After helping mom clean up after lunch, I kissed her goodbye and headed over to Brent’s house for the weekend. I parked in the circular drive, and before I could ring the doorbell, Brent opened the door.

Brent: Come on in.

Me: Thanks.

Brent: You want a drink?

Me: Sure, I’ll have a Coke.

Brent: No, I mean a REAL drink.

Me: Oh, sure. Why not?

Brent: Rum and Coke OK?

Me: The last time I drank rum and Coke, I puked.

Brent: You better get back up on that horse. Practice, practice, practice.

Me: Sure. Whatever.

When we got back to the kitchen, I noticed his dad’s entire stash was piled up on the island.

Me: Don’t you think he’ll notice that things aren’t in the same order?

Brent pulled up a picture on his phone documenting the exact positions of the DVDs in their hiding place.

Me: Damn. You are good.

Brent: The last thing I want is a talk from my dad about the evils of porn. It would brand him as a hypocrite don’t ya think?

Me: Cheers!

Brent: OK. Look at this. Threeways. Orgies. BDSM. Holy crap! Clearly, his tastes are expanding.

Me: It’s gonna be a long day. For sure. How many of them are there?

Brent: Some of them are double discs. It’s a lot. I haven’t gone through all of them yet. So, I’m not able to pinpoint the good stuff like on his old ones. Come on. Let’s go to the gaming TV upstairs.

Me: Right behind you.

Brent put a disc in and excitedly returned to the couch with a shit-eating grin on his face. Unlike the last time when we watched in the living room, the gaming TV just had a little two-seater sofa, and we were side-by-side. He pressed the button with a look of wide-eyed anticipation.

Brent: This one is a three way.

Me: Cool.

The girl had impossibly big boobs, but she was pretty enough. The guy was decent looking. The doorbell rang, and the girl went to let the third in. She opened the door, and it was another guy. Simultaneously, Brent and I turned toward each other with a look of shock and surprise. We burst out laughing. But there was no reaching for the remote. She started sucking both of them. As they got erect, it was clear these guys had huge dicks. All I could think of was the massive size of Dr. Grant’s erection. I wondered what it looked like. Eventually, one of the guys bent her over and fucked her from behind while she continued to suck the other guy. They began to reposition, and the guy who was fucking her from the back laid down on the couch and tilted her upward. At that point, it because apparent he had been fucking her in the butt. The other guy started fucking her in the pussy. Brent and I went nuts!

Brent: No fucking way!

Me: What more photographic evidence do you require to understand that there is clearly a fuckin’ way?

Brent: She is loving this.

Me: No shit!

Both of us pulled our dicks out. In our shock, we had seemed to forget that that was what you are supposed to do. Thinking we had seen the pinnacle, they began to reposition again, but this time, the guys scooted up together butt to butt. The girl held the two massive cocks together and proceeded to make them disappear all the way up her butt.

Me: That’s gotta hurt!

Brent: For her. For sure. But it looks pretty fun for the guys. That must be really tight.

After a weekend of Kegel exercises and not cumming last night, semen was about to flood out of my eyelids. I was on a serious edge of explosion. She leaned forward toward one guy and the other pulled his dick out of her. As she was bouncing on top of him, the other guy took the other guy’s legs and spread them up high. Then he started fucking the other guy in the ass. And then it happened.

I came a river. It wasn’t like Brent’s cum volleys that went way over his shoulder, but there was a noticeable height to the cum fountain.

Brent: Holy shit! It’s going all over the couch. Let me go get a towel.

Brent returned shortly and started mopping me up like it was the most natural thing that could happen. There’s a mess. You clean it up. I stood up, and he sopped up the cum off the couch fabric. Without thinking about it, he was on his knees trying to save the couch while I was standing there with the most potent erection of my life. When he turned his head, it nearly hit him in the face. He did an awkward dodge, but I swear as he sat back down, I detected a slight smile on his face.

Me: Sorry about that.

Brent: I think that’s the point of porn. But yeah. Damn boy! Where did all that come from?

Me: I guess I was just turned on.

Brent: By the gay shit?

Me: Well, all of it, I guess. But yeah, that was kinda hot. You didn’t think so?

Brent: I guess I’m just trying to process if my dad knew this was what this video was about.

Me: I don’t think plot synopsis is a major element of porn DVD selection. He probably just picked it from the cover.

Brent: And then. BOOM! Surprise, surprise, surprise!

We laughed hysterically. We hadn’t even realized the video was continuing to play. As we started tuning back into the action, she was down on her knees with cum flying into her mouth from two sides.

Brent: You came a lot more than both of them put together. Maybe you have a future in the movies.

Me: You haven’t cum yet at all. What’s holding you back?

Brent: Thoughts of flood insurance.

Me: Time for a refill.

Brent led the way back to the kitchen and didn’t bother to put his shorts back on. I shrugged and followed suit. As we stood there refilling our glasses, I started to notice Brent for the first time. I guess before, I was a little embarrassed to overtly look. But after the last 10 minutes, looking at him didn’t seem so off limits. We were both unapologetically naked and hard. Something told me this should be tinged with shame, but it wasn’t. He saw me looking.

Brent: It’s OK. You can touch it if you want.

Me: I was just looking.

Brent: That’s OK too. Mind if I look?

Me: No. Go right ahead.

Brent: It’s nice. You’ve got a nice dick.

Me: You too.

Brent: Thanks. Do you think it is normal to say that to another guy?

Me: Well, it’s true. It’s certainly not an ugly dick. What is normal? Is watching a woman take two tree trunks up her ass normal? Maybe, maybe not. But it sure did a lot for me.

Brent: What about the guys?

Me: They were paying the rent. They do what they are told, and then they cash the checks. But for some people that’s normal.

Brent: Is it normal for you?

Me: Not sure. Honestly, I’ve been going through some stuff recently, and the thought has crossed my mind.

Brent: I’ve been asking myself why I don’t date. I’m an athlete. I’m in great shape. I’m good looking. I could. But I don’t. Frankly, I’ve been just waiting for an excuse to have you back over ever since the last time you were here.

Me: Maybe I’m gay. Maybe not. Maybe you’re gay. Maybe not. But nobody’s forcing either of us to deal with that now. I’m not. No judgement here. But clearly, I needed what just happened. You said on the phone that your dick was giving you hell. Just relax. Let’s have fun. Let’s fill the washer with sticky towels. Your parents aren’t back until Sunday evening at the earliest. Let’s just get drunk and let loose. What do you say?

Brent breathed in really hard and started to cry.

Brent: I don’t even know what to say. But yes. Let’s get drunk. Let’s just be whatever and just not care. I don’t know exactly how I feel right now, but relief comes to mind.