“Fuck! Rub that big bone in my crack. Dry hump me, stud!”
Without lube or condoms at hand, that sounded like a fine enough idea. He held their clothing up out of the way with one hand and slid the other over one of the cheeks. So smooth! Hot too.
He thrust his stiff bone up against the crack. It did look pretty big, flushed a deep purple against the ivory butt valley. He didn’t think of his cock as all that big; he’d had it all his life and was used to it. The shaft was fat, sure, right to the head, which fortunately tapered into a bullet-shaped tip that slid right in before the thick girth followed.
He pushed it into the pale crack, pumping between the jiggling cheeks. The heated divide was ever so smooth and slick with a light sheen of sweat. He groaned aloud as he began to slide his cock up and down.
The blond snorted out laughter as he wriggled back against the fat dick pumping up and down his crack. “Ummmm! Yeah. Hump my butt like that… we can fuck our brains out later tonight… ahhhhhh… after Cole gets done working us to death!”
Sam was mesmerized by the slick sensations enveloping his cock: smooth ass-flesh, humping cheeks, and the feel of the asshole puckering out to kiss his pumping dick. He stared down at the white butt glowing in the winter sunshine and imagined how warm and tight that hole would feel once he crammed his cock into it.
Not usually quick on the draw, Sam found himself humping faster and faster while gawking at the wriggling white ass and imagining his cock buried to the balls, Jimmy squealing, and both of them blowing their loads. He was close to that within moments.
“You’re hot for it, buddy! God yeah… ummmmm… that cock of yours is throbbing like it’s about to spew. Go ahead! Shoot all over my ass!”
The nasty suggestion was all he needed. Plus, the blond squirmed vigorously back against the humping cock while squeezing with his tight butt-cheeks. The satin flesh massaged Sam’s thrusting dick with slick heat. The sight of that writhing white ass, his cock planted between the cheeks, and the thought of driving into the hole buried in that slick crack, pushed him right over the edge.
“Fuck! Yeah! Here it is!”
His swollen cock-head reared up from between the round cheeks and erupted. A spray of cum rocketed out to splatter Jimmy’s tanned lower back and then dribble down over milk-pale butt-cheeks.
Jimmy snorted out laughter as he continued wriggling around. “Nice! I’ll save my load for tonight when your fat bone is buried to the balls up my tight ass. I’ll squeeze a load out of you then too.” Sam huffed wordlessly.
The laughing promise was followed by a saucy wriggle before the blond man stepped away to pull up his pants and underwear and turn to face the still-dripping Sam. “I’ll let that cum dry in my skivvies to remind me of that hot fuck to come later tonight.”
Sam shook his head and laughed aloud. “You are
nasty
. I like that, and I’m looking forward to that fuck too. I guess we better get back for now. Cole’s definitely got more stuff for us to do.”
On the way back, they chatted non-stop. Sam experienced a true Christmas glow with the fresh snow, winter sunshine, and the anticipation of more ass later that night.
* * *
Andreas
commented on it at dinner. “You sure look cheerful, Sam. Looking forward to your Christmas presents, are you?”
The retired basketball player knew something was up. Though nothing had been said about the nasty goings-on earlier in the afternoon, Andreas noticed the frequent glances shared between their two guests. Sam was definitely showing his good mood, laughing at everything, grinning for no good reason, and offering help even before Cole demanded it.
“He’s just happy to see us, honey,” Cole put in as Sam blushed brightly and Jimmy smirked. He wasn’t as sensitive as his partner, but he wasn’t stupid either. And he knew Sam well. The quiet banker wasn’t about to gush out some love-struck confession.
“Let’s get the dishes done before we take a nice little break around the fire. Tomorrow’s going to be a real busy day and we need our rest tonight,” he ordered.
This time it was Jimmy who went to bed first. Sam lingered, flushed with a continuing glow of expectation, but content to bask in the company of his best friends for a bit longer. Cole sprawled on the couch with his head cradled in Andreas’s lap while Sam lay on the floor staring into the crackling fire. With a thick rug underneath and a fat cushion for his head, he listened to Cole’s easy chatter and Andreas’s murmured replies.
Finally, he rose to excuse himself. “Give us a kiss, honey,” Cole demanded, pursing his red lips and winking.
Sam bent to kiss the soft mouth, feeling Andreas’s big hand gently cup the back of his head. Tasting apricot liqueur, he pulled away to smile down at the handsome freckled face before he rose to kiss Andreas.
A wide mouth and full lips met his. To his surprise, Andreas’s tongue pushed past his lips while the hand on his head held him tight against the other man’s face. That tongue dove deep.
Cole laughed below them. “Honey, that giant black snake of yours is coming to life. I can feel it growing under my head. That must be some kiss Sam’s giving you.”
Sam broke away with a shy smile. All at once, a vivid image of that massive black cock came to mind.
Now, he couldn’t wait a moment longer to fuck the hot white ass waiting for him in the other room.
“Goodnight, gents. Have fun with that,” he said with a laugh as he fled.
In the bedroom Jimmy waited—lying on the covers on his belly, naked, legs spread, creamy butt on display.
“What a sight. I’m going to love fucking your sweet butt tonight,” Sam murmured as he tossed off his clothes and climbed onto the bed behind the spread thighs. Jimmy watched with his big blue eyes half-closed and a smile on his lips.
“Good. My butthole’s already lubed up. There’s a condom on the nightstand. Fuck me good and hard like I know you can.”
Sam was not one for head games and really liked Jimmy’s no-nonsense approach. They both wanted to fuck and fuck they would. He shivered slightly even though the bedroom was warm enough with the thick log walls of the cabin holding the winter outside at bay. As he knelt behind Jimmy, incredibly warm thighs welcomed his knees and calmed his trembling.
The ivory ass was gorgeous, outlined by deep tan and a slender waist. He’d want to fuck it any day of the week, but there was more. Perhaps it was the season, the circumstances, or just the bubbly personality of the owner of that ass—which truthfully reminded him of Cole—or just the blossoming of affection.
It didn’t matter. He seized the perky ass and spread it wide. A pink hole peered up at him from the depths of smooth crack. Lube glistened as the hole puckered outward. Damn! Jimmy was ready for cock.
He snatched up the condom from the nightstand and rolled it on. The fat shaft leaped in his hands, eager and pulsing. Jimmy lay there sighing quietly, a smile on his pink mouth and eyes still half-closed. He wiggled his ass slightly, enough to encourage Sam to grab those cheeks again and thrust down into the spread valley with his wrapped dick.
“Here it comes. Let me know if it’s too much,” Sam murmured.
The head of his cock was perfectly shaped to slide in. Lube squished around the tapered tip, easing the way for more as Sam slowly pushed into the warm slot.
“Oh yeah,” he said with a deep sigh.
Jimmy sighed too, lifting his butt off the bed to encourage more cock to slither inside his warm hole. They groaned together as Sam’s cock slowly and steadily pumped deeper. Even though the girth dramatically increased closer to the root, Sam had no trouble pumping it all the way home. After one slow thrust, he was buried to the balls.
Warmth enveloped his entire cock. His balls settled on the smooth cheeks of Jimmy’s ass.
“Sweet ass,” he muttered.
“Sweet cock,” Jimmy replied.
It seemed as if they were in perfect sync. Sam began to fuck in a slow rhythm, in and out, balls-deep with every thrust. Jimmy moaned non-stop, hardly moving except for a slight lifting of his lush ass and spreading of his tanned thighs. His asshole welcomed Sam’s cock with slippery warmth, clinging to the shaft with gentle pressure, while opening up to the deep slide by puckering outward on every stroke.
It lasted and lasted. Sam had come already once that day, and although his trigger was cocked, he managed to prolong the heated pleasure for an eternity of sweet, slow pumping.
He finally surrendered. “Oh man… ohhhhhh… I’m going to come up your butt!”
Jimmy raised his ass and wriggled against the sudden increase in tempo, his asshole gulping now rather than merely swallowing. Sam blew his wad deep in Jimmy’s heated bowels, his spew captured by the latex sheathe.
Once Jimmy rolled over to welcome Sam into his arms, Sam noticed the smear of cum on the tanned belly and the half-hard pink cock still oozing. Jimmy had come too, at the same time as Sam. Perfect!
They fell asleep in each other’s arms.
* * *
For
some reason, Sam said nothing about the exquisite fuck to either Cole or Andreas. Normally, he would have told them and even offered details if they pressed him. They were his best friends and he shared practically everything with them. But this time he kept it to himself, secretly treasuring the thought of it, and looking forward to more of the same over the course of the weeklong holiday. What would happen after the holidays were over, he wasn’t sure.
The next day they were all kept busy preparing for the Christmas Eve party and the opportunity to mention it just didn’t come up. Sam helped Cole in the kitchen while Jimmy helped Andreas with the other party preparations and welcoming the arriving guests. There were a dozen gay men coming, all of them expecting Cole’s standard top-notch entertainment.
By the time the sumptuous dinner was served, all the guests were in place. A new snowfall outside only made the cozy warmth and the roaring fire inside all the more alluring. Candlelight flickered everywhere. The fragrant scent of those candles, the smell of the pine boughs on the hearth and the burning logs blended with the delicious aroma of the fine feast set out on the table.
Cole was the life of the party as usual while Jimmy came in a close second. It was Cole though who kept it all under control, with his tall sidekick at his beck and call. It was quite the sight to witness the short redhead ordering around the six foot six black jock. Andreas cheerfully complied with everything his partner demanded, although he took his time about it. He wasn’t exactly slow, but he was definitely laid back.
The hosts and guests seemed like one big happy family. No surprise there. Christmas was a truly family holiday, but for many gay people, their friends were their family. Often, their own families had no use for a gay son, brother or cousin at holiday gatherings. With their friends, they could relax, be themselves, and just enjoy the festivities.
As a holiday dinner, it was a smashing success. Sam didn’t mind helping his hosts with the entertaining, mostly keeping the guests served and looking after the cleanup. Andreas cornered him in the kitchen as they piled up the dishes and groped him, which was neither unusual nor unwelcome. He even allowed the tall ex-jock to slide a hand down the back of his slacks and cop a feel of his bare ass while they kissed, which was about as far as he’d ever gone before.
“Yum! Am I getting closer to a romp in the sack?” Andreas whispered in Sam’s ear.
“Don’t get your hopes up, sweetheart,” Sam answered with a laugh as he broke away.
That would have been the time to mention Jimmy, and he almost did, but they were interrupted by Jimmy himself coming in with an armful of dishes. “Aren’t you two sweet,” he said with a wink and smile.
Andreas grinned as he swept up the blond man in his long arms, planted a sloppy kiss on his lips, and slapped his butt with a basketball player swat. Sam looked on with a pleasant rush of warmth. He was happy as hell and glad they were all getting along so well.
As Cole predicted, most of the guests were too drunk to drive and ended up jammed into the spare bedrooms where many of them engaged in an impromptu “fuck-and-suck” party well into the night.
Sam and Jimmy cuddled in bed together. Even through the thick log walls, they heard the shrieks of merriment coming from the partying guests in the other rooms. Bare flesh to bare flesh, it didn’t take long for them to get excited. Jimmy squatted over Sam’s fat cock and rode it enthusiastically. Grinning down at him and licking his lips, the slim blond pumped his own pink cock until it spewed all over Sam’s bare chest.
They celebrated Christmas Day with a splendid brunch fueled by copious amounts of coffee and hot chocolate. By late afternoon, the guests had sobered up enough to head back to the real world.
Cleaning up under Cole’s direction, the place looked presentable again by supper time. After their meal of creatively prepared leftovers they sat around the fireplace and tree and opened their Christmas gifts.
Sam was delighted by the thoughtfulness of his friends. Cole gave him an impressive diving watch while Andreas presented him with a gift certificate for a three-day diving course. “Every time we go to Hawaii, you keep telling us how much you’d like to learn how to dive. Well, now you have to do it,” Andreas explained just before Sam climbed on his lap and smothered his full lips with a big kiss.
Sam had thought carefully about what he wanted to give his friends too. Cole got a book on entertaining signed by the author, a TV host whom the redhead raved about. Andreas got a ten-pack of front row tickets to the Golden State Warriors, a team he loved. He gave them both gift certificates for a two-day holiday at a spa in Palm Springs.
Cole beamed. “Excellent, honey. We can visit Jimmy while we’re there!”
The pair had a gift for Jimmy, too, and Jimmy for them, but neither Sam nor Jimmy had expected each other for Christmas and so had nothing to exchange. It was Cole who offered the solution to the embarrassing situation.
“Get up in Sam’s lap and give him a juicy kiss, Jimmy! You can exchange tongues instead of gifts!”