Pretty Josh
There was Josh. Trent's boyfriend. My friend Trent. The kid who thinks he has got the cream for having a big, muscle bound boyfriend. Where we just think of him as Trent. Pretty, blond-haired, blue-eyed Josh. Smart, vivacious, funny. Smart. I was taken with him straight away. Attracted? Sure, who wouldn’t be. A bright spark lighting up.
Josh had that my-arse-is-so-so-sweet way of talking. Like he was keeping a secret. As his blue eyes sparkled in speech, his demeanour gave off a distinct phenomenal presence. Sniff, sniff. He had a tendency to get animated, as if the gold mine he was sitting on was getting too hot.
I shouldn’t look at my friend’s boy friend that way, I know? It is against all of my rules. But Josh sparkled.
I'd caught his eye a few times, just when we'd all be together at night. He’d hold just a passing glance, momentarily longer than he should have. It left me wondering.
Trent and Josh became homeless for a short time. They bought a new house, but it fell through, but they had already sold their house. So they slept on the couch. Trent had to still get up and go to work, early. After which, Josh came and knocked on my door.
“Are you awake?”
“Yes.”
“I couldn’t get back to sleep.”
Josh sauntered over to my bed, dressed only in his jocks. He had hairier legs than I imagined him to have, which is nice. The shape of his muscular legs was slightly blurred by all his blond hair. Thick thighs. Sexy arse.
“Do you have something on your mind?”
Big bulge in his jocks.
“Oh no,” said Josh. He laughed. “Oh, I do… but not how you mean it.”
He looks like he’s got a decent sausage on him.
“How do I mean it?”
“Is there something worrying me?” He raised his hands in the air next to him, which had the effect of flexing his muscles.
“How do you mean it?”
Josh blushed. “Oh nothing.” He smiled. “Trent woke me up.” Josh smiled again. “The usual morning stuff. The couch isn’t so comfortable.” Josh brushed his hand over his toned chest.
“It is cold standing here.”
I’d gotten up at a ridiculous time and smoked a few joints to get back to sleep. Now I was feeling horny.
“Do you want to get in?”
I pulled the covers back, to show Josh I was lying there in my jocks.
“To get warm?” he said.
He’d have to crawl over me, I wasn’t moving. He put his left leg up onto the bed, then he swung his right leg over, which left him straddling me, momentarily.
I pulled him down on me. His cock and balls rubbed against my cock and balls. We kissed passionately. I could feel his cock harden up, like a truncheon. My cock was hard, like a metal rod.
I pulled him out of his jocks. His pipe-like cock fell out. His big, fat cock rubbed on my stomach, he pushed his balls into me. Some how my jocks came off. We rubbed hardons and balls, as our mouths explored each other.
I found his arse with one of my hands, nice and curved, with an inviting ravine. I pushed my finger into his hungry hole, which was already well lubed.
We ate each other.
He rubbed his cock and balls across my stomach and chest. He slid his amazing cock into my mouth. I choked on him. I sucked him.
He pushed his arse back down over my body. His hole found my knob. I thought he was squirming around to rub his cock right back down mine, but his hole pushed down on my knob, and then I was inside him.
“Oh yeah! Fucking yeah!” he said as he pushed down hard, so my thick cock was all the way up inside him. Nice a slippery and nice and smooth.
“Hey, Josh,” I said. I kind of held onto his sexy arse so we couldn’t fuck.”
“It’s okay, I’m good.” Gasp. “Negative.” Swallow. “I’ve only ever had raw sex with Trent… and you,” said Josh, as he squirmed in my hands to fuck himself on my big cock. “What about you?”
“I’m negatie…”
“Well fuck me then. Fuck me hard.”
I let go of his incredible feeling arse. He slid his arse ring up and down my shaft as we kissed. I could feel every centimetre of him.
“You have an incredible dick,” he said.
I lay there and he fucked himself good and hard.
I flipped him onto his back and pushed his knees to his chest. I pushed my raw cock back into him without a moment’s hesitation. It is hot, when all you can see is the first centimetre of your cock coming out of his arse.
I fucked him hard. I found his “bottoming out” point, which made me incredibly turned on, with a cock like an extended arm, I fucked him to that point with each stroke. It wasn’t long before he was waving his legs in the air like helium balloons, furiously masturbating his big cock, gurgling incoherently, before he screamed out, gasped for breath and kind of formed a sitting position, laying backwards, body stiff, as his beautiful cock exploded with milky white cum. All over his thighs and stomach and knob.
I pushed my cock deep into him and ejaculated my load deep in his arse.
We tried to kiss, but our jaws were vibrating and our bodies were spasming too much
“Fuck, I needed that,” said Josh. He rolled over. Suddenly, I was cold. What had I done? No, really, what had I just done?
“I hate it when Trent fucks me in the morning, but comes before I do, because he’s,” he put on a funny voice and waved his hands around, “Got to go.”
Josh pulled his undies and jeans right on. “Thanks.” His face beamed down at me. He pulled on his t-shirt.
He stopped and faced me. He brushed his hand up through his hair and it sat down right again. Exhaled. Gave me the first look that looked like, what have we just done?
I know, I know. I’m a cad. My long time friend Trent’s current guy. I know, bad me. What’s a guy to do when Josh slides his undies down? I ask you? Let’s face it, Josh isn’t going to be Trent’s boyfriend long enough that Trent will need to know that I fucked him. Now that I see that in print, I need to do an assessment of the risks I am taking.
Josh had that my-arse-is-so-so-sweet way of talking. Like he was keeping a secret. As his blue eyes sparkled in speech, his demeanour gave off a distinct phenomenal presence. Sniff, sniff. He had a tendency to get animated, as if the gold mine he was sitting on was getting too hot.
I shouldn’t look at my friend’s boy friend that way, I know? It is against all of my rules. But Josh sparkled.
I'd caught his eye a few times, just when we'd all be together at night. He’d hold just a passing glance, momentarily longer than he should have. It left me wondering.
Trent and Josh became homeless for a short time. They bought a new house, but it fell through, but they had already sold their house. So they slept on the couch. Trent had to still get up and go to work, early. After which, Josh came and knocked on my door.
“Are you awake?”
“Yes.”
“I couldn’t get back to sleep.”
Josh sauntered over to my bed, dressed only in his jocks. He had hairier legs than I imagined him to have, which is nice. The shape of his muscular legs was slightly blurred by all his blond hair. Thick thighs. Sexy arse.
“Do you have something on your mind?”
Big bulge in his jocks.
“Oh no,” said Josh. He laughed. “Oh, I do… but not how you mean it.”
He looks like he’s got a decent sausage on him.
“How do I mean it?”
“Is there something worrying me?” He raised his hands in the air next to him, which had the effect of flexing his muscles.
“How do you mean it?”
Josh blushed. “Oh nothing.” He smiled. “Trent woke me up.” Josh smiled again. “The usual morning stuff. The couch isn’t so comfortable.” Josh brushed his hand over his toned chest.
“It is cold standing here.”
I’d gotten up at a ridiculous time and smoked a few joints to get back to sleep. Now I was feeling horny.
“Do you want to get in?”
I pulled the covers back, to show Josh I was lying there in my jocks.
“To get warm?” he said.
He’d have to crawl over me, I wasn’t moving. He put his left leg up onto the bed, then he swung his right leg over, which left him straddling me, momentarily.
I pulled him down on me. His cock and balls rubbed against my cock and balls. We kissed passionately. I could feel his cock harden up, like a truncheon. My cock was hard, like a metal rod.
I pulled him out of his jocks. His pipe-like cock fell out. His big, fat cock rubbed on my stomach, he pushed his balls into me. Some how my jocks came off. We rubbed hardons and balls, as our mouths explored each other.
I found his arse with one of my hands, nice and curved, with an inviting ravine. I pushed my finger into his hungry hole, which was already well lubed.
We ate each other.
He rubbed his cock and balls across my stomach and chest. He slid his amazing cock into my mouth. I choked on him. I sucked him.
He pushed his arse back down over my body. His hole found my knob. I thought he was squirming around to rub his cock right back down mine, but his hole pushed down on my knob, and then I was inside him.
“Oh yeah! Fucking yeah!” he said as he pushed down hard, so my thick cock was all the way up inside him. Nice a slippery and nice and smooth.
“Hey, Josh,” I said. I kind of held onto his sexy arse so we couldn’t fuck.”
“It’s okay, I’m good.” Gasp. “Negative.” Swallow. “I’ve only ever had raw sex with Trent… and you,” said Josh, as he squirmed in my hands to fuck himself on my big cock. “What about you?”
“I’m negatie…”
“Well fuck me then. Fuck me hard.”
I let go of his incredible feeling arse. He slid his arse ring up and down my shaft as we kissed. I could feel every centimetre of him.
“You have an incredible dick,” he said.
I lay there and he fucked himself good and hard.
I flipped him onto his back and pushed his knees to his chest. I pushed my raw cock back into him without a moment’s hesitation. It is hot, when all you can see is the first centimetre of your cock coming out of his arse.
I fucked him hard. I found his “bottoming out” point, which made me incredibly turned on, with a cock like an extended arm, I fucked him to that point with each stroke. It wasn’t long before he was waving his legs in the air like helium balloons, furiously masturbating his big cock, gurgling incoherently, before he screamed out, gasped for breath and kind of formed a sitting position, laying backwards, body stiff, as his beautiful cock exploded with milky white cum. All over his thighs and stomach and knob.
I pushed my cock deep into him and ejaculated my load deep in his arse.
We tried to kiss, but our jaws were vibrating and our bodies were spasming too much
“Fuck, I needed that,” said Josh. He rolled over. Suddenly, I was cold. What had I done? No, really, what had I just done?
“I hate it when Trent fucks me in the morning, but comes before I do, because he’s,” he put on a funny voice and waved his hands around, “Got to go.”
Josh pulled his undies and jeans right on. “Thanks.” His face beamed down at me. He pulled on his t-shirt.
He stopped and faced me. He brushed his hand up through his hair and it sat down right again. Exhaled. Gave me the first look that looked like, what have we just done?
I know, I know. I’m a cad. My long time friend Trent’s current guy. I know, bad me. What’s a guy to do when Josh slides his undies down? I ask you? Let’s face it, Josh isn’t going to be Trent’s boyfriend long enough that Trent will need to know that I fucked him. Now that I see that in print, I need to do an assessment of the risks I am taking.
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