Soccer Buds

Opening the door I adjust my bulge a little, I'm not quite sure what I'm about to walk in on. My head is still spinning, I can only imagine what's going on in Hunter's. 

There he is. Sitting on the couch only wearing a ratty pair of boxers, and a beer in his hand. These boxers hide nothing. I can easily see up both legs and have a clear view of his balls and that heavy cock. 

Hunter: "Sup looser? Beer?"

Me: "yeah"

Hunter: "Oh good. Grab me one two while you're in there"

Me: "well played asshole"

Plowing down on the couch I instantly wished I'd taken these sweaty dirty gym clothes off. The insides are covered in pre-cum from all the boners I've had today, and the residue cum from that mind altering blow job. 

Looking over at Hunter, he's got one hand around the beer and the other in his boxers. He sees me look over at him. 

Hunter: "What's up looser?"

Me: "What's going on over there" I gesture to his boxer hidden hand

Hunter simply makes his hard cock tent up his shorts with out actually revealing his member

We make eye contact. The look in Hunter's eyes isn't that of someone who's just horny. The look is deep thirst that can only be satiated by something specific, and I'm pretty sure it's my mouth

As I stand up and walk past him, Hunter flicks my growing chub through my track pants then pulls the waist band down to reveal my cock and ass. He grabs my shirt to pull me down. Down I go right in between his hairy open thighs. I'm staring at a big top pulsating tent. I run my hands up his legs into the tattered shorts grasping his member and balls. He gasps, knowing his release is near. 

I pull my hands out then grab the fly of his boxers, ripping it open in a strong swift move to reveal a object of my desire. At least 8 inches of hard, thick throbbing meat. I glance up at Hunter. His shit brown eyes a rage with deep longing. 

I delay no longer. No fancy teasing. I spit on his cock and just go for it. I'm giving it all I've got. Moving up and down. Smacking it on my tongue. Teasing the head. Every trick I've learned. 

Hunter is loosing himself. He's moaning. Pulling his own hair. Biting his lips. His eyes burst open, grabs my head and starts face fucking me. 

Hunter: "God fucking damnit. Take that cock. Taste the cock of a winner"

Jesus. He's really into this. Of course my eyes are watering as he assaults my face. I pull off his cock, lick the underside of his mushroom head. Making eye contact the whole time I rip away his shorts further. I raise his legs up by cupping the under side of his knees. I spread his cheeks to see Hunter's hairless hole. My hunger for this smooth ass is reaching new heights. I remember the first time I saw Hunter wearing not but his lucky jock, bend over while I was sitting at my locker after practice. His hot little hole was less than a foot from my face. Here I am now, a foot away. I spit right on his hole, He gasps. I rub my thumb on this whole. With my other hand I slip two fingers in his mouth. Hunter clamps down with his lips giving my fingers a full tongue job, sucking gently, getting my fingers good and wet. I tease him with my middle finger, I start to slip it in, but it goes in far easier than I imagine. I put the second. Same thing happens. Then I realize Hunter was fully ready for me to power fuck him into this couch. I look up at my slutty best friend, he hands me a little travel jar of coconut oil. I'm beginning to think this boy has been fucked before. 

I stand up to disrobe, the moment my steel hard cock pops out Hunter is on it like a mad man. Balls deep, slobbering and licking. A very wet bj. He turns round on the couch with his hungry ass facing me. I position my cock against this hole, I let a drop of spit fall right where my cock meets hole, and then I push in. No resistance. Balls deep. Hunter tightens his muscles as I pull out. When I push in the tightness I expected has returned and I'm lost in the erotic nature of fucking my best friend's very willing ass. 

I see my uncut raw cock slip in and out of Hunter. I hear the slapping of our sweaty bodies. Hunter moans deeply begging for more. "Harder" he cries. 

I pull out. Hunter looks back in disappointment. 

Me: "on your back"

Hunter complies instantly, he even holds back his legs. I waste no time. I'm right back into it, fucking with renewed energy. This is what I want. I want to see Hunter, his legs, cock flopping about. The delight on his face as I pin his hands away from his cock. That gorgeous cock, drooling. Begging to be touched. I grab it, like the horn on a saddle. I spit on to it. Stroking up and down slowly. 

Hunter begs for me to cum inside him. He's tightening down on me even more. Still he begs. I can feel the hot burning desire to dump my load deep in him. My thrusting are becoming erratic. Hunter is fisting his cock, legs stretched wide. Seeing him so near climax pushes me over. 

Me: "Take that load"Hearing the words Hunter explodes, cum releasing from him landing from belly button to his neck. I keep thrusting as I continue to cum. 

I stop at the hilt. Looking at my freshly fucked, cum covered best friend, who still has my cock and cum inside him.