Mr Brent's longest Day

Mr Brent's longest day

Everyone was familiar with the man known as Travis Brent. He was a hard-working gym teacher at  LIU college that loved the kids. He had a weird way of talking but it was charming in a way. He had a great muscular body and the right amount of peach fuzz to give him a " daddy" appearance. It's because of his great looks and superb charisma he was able to get so many fine dates. The man told countless stories to his male co-workers of his sexual adventures.

" The entire bed was soaked! Sounds nasty but that's how you know the dick was good. The bitch was yelling my name for a whole hour." Brent gloated. His male co-workers gathered around in astonishment. Even their wildest wet dreams paled in comparison to what Brent went through on a weekly basis. They admired Brent as the Apex of masculinity and aspired to be like him. Most of them, anyway.

Darren had long since learned to filter out Brent's disparaging words. He found them to be needlessly vulgar and borderline sexist. As an activist, Darren constantly the well being of women, LGBT members and other minorities. When he would hear the muscle head gym teacher talk about women as if they were sexual prizes to cling onto, he felt disgusted. Darren let out an audible sigh as he typed away at his desk work. In contrast to Brent's casual sports attire, Darren carried himself as a professional. He had slicked back black hair that was the same hue of his form fitting slacks. His shoes were a brown leather kind one could only but from an upscale clothing store and his grey flannel shirt was one of a kind.

Brent cocked his head in Darren's direction after hearing the man's disgust.

" What's the matter? Jealous you not getting any puss puss? Maybe if you'd hang out with me and my Bro's in the club I could teach you a few pointers." Brent joked as he took a swig at his cold beer.

" It's because of that unpleasant attitude of yours I want nothing to do with you. I hate the way you talk about women like they're sex dolls. You may think you're this super manly guy for all the 'bitches' you pull in, but you're just part of rampant sexism plaguing society." Darren didn't bother looking away from his work.

Brent arched a brow and looked bewildered. " Sexism? What're you bugging out for? I was just chatting about my healthy sex life. It's bro talk. I love the females and their bodies, which is why I can't stop screwing them! "

Darren massaged his temple and stared icy daggers at the man." If you truly loved females, you'd have enough respect not to treat them like pieces of meat. They go through a lot of struggles a gorilla-like you wouldn't understand."

" Dude, chill out with all this liberal shit. Like, I'm all for equality and justice but you're wildin out over nothing! Are were supposed to pretend sex doesn't exist and treat women as virtuous maidens like it's the 1950's are some shit? Doesn't sound too progressive if you ask me. You're not gonna score a date with a chick by kissing their ass all day."

Without a word, Darren puts his papers away and leaves the room. He needed a vape break to clear his mind. His head was racing with a series of angry thoughts.

“That damn Buffon doesn't understand shit! I'm not kissing anyone's ass. I just know how to treat women with basic respect you insufferable cunt! You think you're all badass just cause you have a sculpted body, a charming grin, the right amount of peach fuzz, a bulge that noticeable even in sweatpants....."

Darren's anger had been replaced with lust. It was true he didn't agree with Brent's behavior but most of that anger was a cover up for how he truly felt. Nobody knew Darren was gay, not even his closest friends. It would be inappropriate to tell students and he never found the right time to tell his co-workers. How ironic one of the biggest supporters of gay rights couldn't even admit he was gay. Brent hit off all the boxes of what Darren wanted in a man:

✓ A muscular build chiseled from stone

✓ A deep masculine voice that could whisper sweet nothings on his ear

✓ a well-endowed penis that would leave his anus begging for more

 And most of all, Brent was genuinely a charismatic guy. He understood people easily and could open up to them without a problem. He always had jokes and made sure his students had fun. They wouldn't often hang out, but Darren looked forward to every time Brent would invite him to a bar to chill. One time Darren had come to the office with a home cooked meal of tuna salad and lemonade. It was fairly simple but his passion for cooking was second only to social justice. Brent had forgotten his lunch and didn't feel like leaving school to buy a meal. His nose caught scent of the salad and waltzed over to Darren.

" Man, that's some bomb ass food I smell. Mind if I take a bite?"

" Suit yourself"

Brent Indulged in the tasty meal and was blown away by how luxurious it tasted. Brent couldn't cook to save his life so it was years since the last time he had a good home cooked meal.

" Damn! You can really throw it down in the kitchen. This is dope. No homo but you'd make a fine girlfriend." Brent laughed cheerfully.

Darren blushed hard and turned his face so his crush couldn't see. " Thank you. My culinary skills are something I take great pride in. I wouldn't mind showing you what else I can make. "

" I'd prefer if it was a girl cooking for me but you're a dope chef. Can't wait to see what you got for me next time."

That was the start of their friendship. Food truly was the best way to win a man's heart. Every moment they spent together would you only fuel Darren's love. Countless were the nights he dreamt of them ebbing into each other's body until a euphoric climax washes over. Darren took a long inhale of his vape and watched the ephemeral smoke dissipate with each puff.

" So this is where you ran off to."

Darren cocked his head back and saw Brent now standing on the rooftop. " Why now?" He thought to himself.

" You seemed hella angry just now. I mean, I understand you're passionate about that social justice stuff but I feel that there's more to it than that. What's really got you upset, bro?"

Darren took another puff his vape to collect his thoughts. " If I told you, you'd probably think I'm a freak. "

" Bullshit. We don't always get along but you don't have to hide anything from me. If I did something to get you tight I'm sorry but we have to talk it out."

Darren looked at him longingly and felt the cold hand of anxiety grip his heart. It was now or never. " The problem isn't with you. It's me. You have no idea how often thoughts of you linger in my head. You were right when  you said I'm jealous. I wish I could be the buff stud everyone loves and admires. "

Brent laughed heartily. " Dude is that what this is about? If you wanna pick up bitches, I mean women, swing by the bar with me and I can-"

Darren interrupts the man by blocking how lips with a power wet kiss " It's not women I desire. It's men. Specifically you. I love you. All those sex stories of yours made me jealous of the women who get feel your length inside of them. I want that feeling, Brent. I need you inside me."

Darren rubs on Brent's crouch, causing the man to jump back in shock. " Oh........ Darren, you're a great guy and all, but I don't think I swing that way. There are some guys I think are handsome and have great asses but I never really thought about having sex with one. I'm more of a ladies man. I heard there's a great gay bar on the other side of the city."

Darren shook his head. " It sounds to me you're a tiny bit bi-curious. Are you saying sex with a guy is completely off the table."

" Well not completely. If I know the guy good enough and he has a great body, I'd consider it. Maybe."

" Then you wouldn't have a problem if I sucked your fat dick right here and now?"

Brent was taken aback both by how blunt Darren was and how out of character it was for him to say that. The man was always the prim and proper type so hearing him say something as vulgar as ' can I suck your dick" was quite a shock. Brent looked from side to side as if there were other people on the roof.

" I haven't done this with a guy before but since it’s you, go ahead and suck my dick. I worked my ass off in gym so it's kinda musty right now. "

" I don't mind. Can't be worse than your corn chip scented feet ".

" Hey now! I'm an athlete! It's ok If I stink a little."

Darren ignored how gross his crush was and quickly got on his knees. The man's jogging pants came off easily and he was greeted by the sight of bear printed boxers. The giant bulge in front made the bear's head seem bigger than it actually was. Both men paused in silence.

" Should I even ask?"

" Don't look at me like that? These were on discount and they feel comfortable down there. Get to sucking already you liberal dick weed!" Brent's face was a bright pink shade.

Darren stroked the cock through the cotton fabric before unveiling it. He heard stories of Brent bragging about his eleven-inch dick but he thought it was simply an exaggeration. A guy could really choke himself sucking on this! He started small by clamping his lips on the tip and circling his tongue on the head.his motions were sloppy yet expertly done. He was now loudly slurping on the cock and saliva was profusely dripping to the ground. Brent could barely stifle a moan as Darren worked his magic

" Woah Woah woah! This sure as hell isn't your first time. You're better than some girls I've been with!"

" Just because you're the only man I currently want doesn't mean you're the only one I've experienced. There's a lot of anonymous glory holes in the city you don't know about. " Darren felt a sense of pride hearing Brent complement him. He knew he was better than those other girls and now was the time to show it. His head bobbed rapidly in every direction, his tongue slithering down the base and back to the head. He used his hand to stroke the cock in harmony with his slurps. Darren stared Brent directly in eyes with lust in his gaze.

" Oh fuck!" Brent arched his head back as he felt a weakness grow in his knees. He never would've thought a man could pleasure him so thoroughly. He grabbed Darren by the head and skull fucked him without remorse. He gagged hard but quickly kept up his natural tempo. Brent's cock was reaching its limit. A milky elixir of semen shot out and coated the insides of Darren's mouth. The man stuck his tongue out to show the white canvas that was now his mouth before swallowing everything whole. Darren stood and gave Brent a rough kiss.

" What was it like getting your dick sucked by a man?"

" It was amazing! I thought it would be uncomfortable since we're both guys and all but you really know how to work that mouth!" Brent pumped his fists up in joy.

" Was it good enough to consider dating me?" Darren's eyes were locked on his target. Brent's eyes widened as the man was lost in thought.

" Oh geez. I don't know, man. Sex is one thing but I'm not really the romantic type. The women I hang around are just my sex friends and they're fine with that. Their husbands obviously wouldn't approve but that's beside the point. Even if I were to start dating, it's probablygonna be with a woman. Sorry, bro."

" I see...." Darren looked at the ground dejected and an awkward silence hung in the air. Darren knew he was already pushing his luck by treating Brent to a blowjob. Asking for a straight man to be in a committed relationship with him was overstepping his boundaries. But was Brent actually 100% straight. He let another man suck him other and the look of pleasure on his face was unmistakable.

" Hey don't look so down in the dumps. If I ever consider dating, you'll be the first one to know. Besides, if you keep treating me to those hella rad meals of yours, you just might win my heart over." Brent patted Darren on the head and flashed him how trademark grin. The smile was a contagious one Darren couldn't help but replicate.

" Sounds like a plan. If you have any free time, later on, you should stop by my house. I could fix you a plate for dinner and maybe we could try something a little kinkier."

" Kinky how?"

" I was thinking of handcuffing you to the bed frame while I sit on your face and feed you my cooking."

Brent licked his lips in anticipation. The two hadn't become boyfriends like Darren wanted, but their relationship was certainly more intimate than just friends.

Author's Note

Long time no see , guys.  I don't have any excuses for being gone for so long and I can't make any promises but I'm here now with a new story. It's stand alone but I love the two so much I might make a series. They're based off the type of guys I find the absolute most attractive. Hope you like them . P.s - If anyone wants to cowrite a story, hit me up .