Married Redneck becomes curious during Pandemic

I’m sure everyone has gone through some extraordinary experiences during this pandemic. For me, moving in with a dear friend, and her Redneck Husband was even more toxic than the pandemic itself.

Jane and I had worked together in the luxury retail world, and became close friends instantly, her husband, Eric did not fit that luxury world, he was rough around the edges, a true Southern Redneck. And with this pandemic, like most men, Eric stopped shaving his beard, and his uniform became oversized board shorts with no shirt or shoes. This look was driving Jane insane, she thought maybe I could be queer eye for her straight guy. However, Eric was so stubborn and became a heavy drinker being laid off for over five months now, it was hopeless.

Trying to find a routine, or some sort of structure during the pandemic, while Jane was at work most of the days and evenings, was almost impossible.

The only routine I had was exercise, running, riding a bike, and using a set of dumb bells, I have to admit it kept my body looking fit. Not that I would walk around in just board shorts hanging half off my ass, the way Eric did, he has the ‘Dad Bod’, there was something sexy about that. I have a swimmers build, a few times Eric complimented on how fit my body looked. Although most of these compliments would happen after Eric was intoxicated, it still felt good to have someone notice, even if it was a buzzed straight husband.

Pandemics can be extremely lonely if you aren’t partnered or married, and trying to meet someone for a hookup, almost impossible. Yet here I was day after day, with Eric, my friend’s husband.

Eric and I became close spending so much time together, I enjoyed being with a straight, rough around the edges kinda guy. Especially when Eric would cater to me, making sure I had everything I needed, there was a gentleness that happened when he was with just me. Eric also had this manly scent, it’s something that straight men have, especially guys like Eric, I’m sure he didn’t shower every day.

I remember one day when Jane went to spend the night with her sister, that evening I heard the shower running in Eric and Jane's bedroom, Eric had left the door open, and at the right angle you had a great view into the glass shower. Watching men shower, washing their private parts can be so erotic, so I made sure to get a closer look.

"Hey Eric?" I called out just as Eric began to suds his baby smooth, butt crack.

"Yo!" Eric hollered back at me.

"Can I borrow your truck?" I asked from the other side of the door, watching Eric through the reflection of the mirror, I knew at that point he was washing his asshole the way he was positioned with a bit of an arch in the back.

"What? I can't hear you, I'm in the shower." Eric hollered out again "Come in here dude!"

When Eric asked me into the bathroom while he was showering, I kept thinking was this going to be the moment that we have sex.

I walked into the bathroom and was hit with a mixture of steam and musk coming from Eric as he continued to wash his dad bod. Gay man are always attracted to scent, and Eric had a strong scent, his pits were always ripe and his crotch was musky, and smelt like sex.

Once I found a pair of Eric’s boxer briefs in the dirty laundry, they were still damp in the crotch from his sweat that day, so I had to take a whiff. Holy cow was I in heaven with Eric strong taint sent on the seat of his boxer briefs. Let’s just say Eric lost a good pair of boxer briefs that day.

Eric was focused on his thick rod and big balls, he seductively began to wash them when I was in full view of him. Eric looked up at me and smiled, "Sorry man I couldn't hear you out there."

"I was wondering if I could use your truck?" I asked, trying to keep my focus off of Eric's big thick, semi hard cock. Watching the water glisten down his auburn patch of pubes was a beautiful site.

"Do you want a ride somewhere?"

"No, it might be a couple of hours."

"Are you going for a booty call?" Eric laughed when he suddenly turned around, displaying his bubble butt, wiggling it side to side.

"I wish." I said with my eyes glued to Eric's cute perky ass.

Eric saw how much lust was in my eyes over his nice round, smooth bubble butt, I love when straight men get off on the attention us gay men give them when it comes to there cock and ass. Eric was looking over his shoulder with seductive eyes, watching me stare at his cute perky butt that was glistening all creamy, and white in the shower. "You want some of this?" Eric asked me as he used both his hands to spread his bubble butt, and expose his hairy, pink starfish.

I think this motion shocked both of us! Eric quickly turned around with a semi chubby, "NOT!" Eric teased me.

"Fuck you, you're a tease." I replied, feeling my cheeks beet red with embarrassment thinking I was going to get a piece of this Redneck's tight little ass. After stealing Eric's boxer briefs, and knowing what that ass smells like, I was craving it more and more every day.

"You know you love it." Eric said with a cocky tone in his voice as he began to stroke his dick. "The keys are in my shorts. If you want to borrow my truck go ahead, but you might owe me one for this."

There was something about Eric that I was finding myself attracted to, and I think the feelings were becoming mutual.

The heat in Miami kept us in the most minimal amount of clothing, for Eric it was just a pair of loose hanging board shorts, that allowed a peek at his sweet butt crack when he would squat down. I found myself sporting what almost looked like mens lingerie, shorts that were snug, tops that were midriff, and some socks that were almost like stockings.

Most evenings, after Jane went to bed, Eric and I would be up watching Netflix, Eric was usually tipsy and this brought out that flirtation that usually happened when we were alone. I knew Eric was curious with the questions he asked, and there was a confidence he had in his own sexuality that enticed me to pursue his curiosities.

Eric loved to reference my ass as a tight hole he would pound, these references happened in front of Jane, she would agree with Eric, and said if she had a cock, she would do the same. It feels great to have both men and women lust after my derriere, Jane loved to spank me when I wasn't expecting it, making my bubble butt giggle. However, when Eric spanked my ass playfully, there was always a squeeze that felt aggressive, like he wanted more. If I was wearing my short, sheer robe, Eric's spanks always had a rough finger searching for my starfish.

When Jane, Eric, and I were getting drunk (what else to do when locked down with this damn pandemic), Eric would always tease me behind Jane's back. Grabbing his cock and balls through his low hanging board shorts, flashing me his bare ass, and brushing up behind me so I could feel his nice girth between my firm butt cheeks.

My favorite part of this pandemic in Miami, is the nude beach, the only escape it seemed, and a place where I could see other men, naked in the flesh. Not to mention Eric was always willing to venture on the gay side of the beach, and with his rugged looks, shaved head, long auburn beard, those sissy queens were going crazy for him.

Eric was comfortable being naked around me, and I sure enjoyed looking at him naked. Eric was definitely endowed for his size, the girth was there, but I was so attracted to his round bubble butt, smooth as a baby, and creamy white with those silly board short tan lines.

I enjoy tan lines, even at a nude beach I will wear my tiniest thong.

Eric blushed the first time he saw my ass in my tiny red thong, “Wow man, that is a tiny bathing suit. How do you fit all your junk in there?” Eric said as he slipped off his shorts, I couldn’t help noticing his cock spring to life in the ocean air.

“Very carefully.” I said, bending over purposely in front of Eric to spread out my towel, and to give him a view of my nice tight puckered hole that was barely covered by this red silky thong.

“Dude, your ass is swallowing up that string.” Eric chuckled, I knew he would be watching me. “You should take it off and go full commando.” Eric said as he swayed his hips side to side, his cock swaying back and forth.

“You know I like my tan lines.” I reminded Eric as my eyes were glued to his thick member between his furry thighs. It was a good thing my sunglasses did not reveal where my eyes were focused.

“Yeah, I guess tan lines are sexy.” Eric grabbed his cock and gave it a tug, he knew the gay boys were watching. “I’m jumping in the water before I get a chubby out here watching you in your dental floss.”

“Fuck you.” I said playfully as I watched Eric scurry down to the water, his smooth bubble butt bounced, it was such a contrast to his scruffy beard and shaved head. Eric’s tattoo’s and rough features just added to this alpha male that I was becoming more attracted to every day, especially being naked with Eric on the beach.

I decided I was going to take Eric’s advice today and go commando, proud of my round firm ass, I seductively bent over slowly to remove my tiny thong, there was almost a puckering sound when the string was released from my tight asshole.

Fuck, Eric was right, that air on my cock felt so amazing I started to feel myself become erect. I quickly lied on my stomach and felt the hot sun on my ass, which also felt amazing, my starfish getting a cool drift between my strong thighs.

Watching Eric return from the ocean was like watching softcore porn, the way his thick cock swayed and the muscles on his thighs moved was intoxicating. His board short tan line was boyishly cute, Eric smiled when he noticed I was naked, “I see you took my advice.”

“I did, it feels nice, you think you can rub some oil on my back.” I asked Eric, handing him a bottle of suntan oil. Eric took the oil and I was shocked at first, he just sat himself on top of me. I felt his heavy balls and cock head between my thighs as he started to pour oil into his strong hands.

“It’s alright I’m sitting on you, dude?”

“Yeah, I don’t mind, probably getting the guys around us excited.” I said when I felt Eric start to rub the oil on my back.

His hands felt rough on my skin, and he was going in deep, like he was giving me a massage on the beach and we were both naked.

I started to forget where I was and who I was with when my hips started to push back gently, arching my back, having my ass open up.

Eric must have taken the hint, as he began to massage the oil all over my ass, spreading my cheeks so my pink hole was exposed to him.

That’s when I started to feel his thick cock becoming hard between my thighs. What was happening I thought to myself, this is my friend’s husband with his hard cock between my thighs, in public, rubbing oil on my ass.

Eric was enjoying this too much, I suddenly felt his finger slide up my asshole, I looked over my shoulder and surprisingly Eric was smiling brighter than I have ever seen him with Jane...........

Will this be that moment Eric slides into my tight, oiled hole....TBC