Str8 Frustrated Redneck
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I had only moved into the house about a month before; but apparently the neighbors thought that this was sufficient time to wait before coming over to introduce themselves. The first couple was John and Charlene, an older couple, sweet; she was the kind of person that had a million little flower beds. He was your typical blue-collar handy man around the house. They came by introduced themselves and told me that if I needed anything to help get settled to simply let them know.
The next couple to swing by that afternoon was Jason and Dina; a younger couple than the other pair. Where I figured that John and Charlene were in their 50’s; Jason and Dina had to be in their mid to late 30’s. Dina was about 7-8 months pregnant; looking like she might give birth any minute. Jason was all smiles as I invited them in and showed them around the small, modest house that I had bought. What he was excited about was the pool and patio area. I had restored it this last month as I moved in. He had wanted to see the work. As he walked around looking and asking a million questions; Dina asked about me, my job, a wife or girlfriend, etc. I explained that I had been married once, but that I found out that I wasn’t the best husband in the world and made a much better friend. While I was talking to her, she was using her husband’s questions to me as a distraction for some snooping on my home. While she was snooping on my home, I was eyeing her hot, stud of a husband. Jason is about 6’, 175pds, wearing a skin-tight black t-shirt, skin-tight jeans and pitch black cowboy boots. His crew cut only made the entire package that more hot.
Dina told me that she was sorry that she needed to run, but her Mother was coming by to pick her up. She was staying the weekend. They wanted to get some quality time in before the baby was due. I looked at Jason and invited him over for beer and a swim later. He asked Dina if that was okay and Dina said great, because now she didn’t have to worry about his dinner. Jason asks if he could bring anything over and I told him simply himself. I had food, beer and towels.
At 7:00 pm the doorbell rang. When I opened it, I find Jason standing there in running shorts and that black t-shirt from earlier. I had iced down a case of beer and moved it to a new cooler that I bought just for entertaining. We sat down and while putting away about a six pack each; I began to ask my questions. How long had they been married, first baby, etc? I threw in some generic neighborhood questions to throw him off. Then I got to the nitty-gritty of my real questions. Now everyone knows that while the wife is pregnant, most men don’t get anything; not a fuck, not a suck, nothing. Most women tell their men to go visit “Rosie and her five sisters.” That’s a hand job for those of you who didn’t know. I found that Jason was in that same situation. Dina basically felt it was unsafe and very unnatural to have any sex acts while pregnant. Jason was horny as hell. While he was telling me all that I noticed that he was getting hard. I pretended not to notice.
I said, well it’s just us guys this weekend, lets enjoy it. I got up took off my shirt and dove into the pool. Jason just sat there on the bar stool. I swam to the edge and asked him what’s wrong. Nothing, he says back. He skins off the black t-shirt and bends over sliding off his running shorts. Under the shorts is the tightest pair of boxer brief like shorts that I’ve ever seen. He stands up to put them on the towel rack and catches me starring. Sorry he says, I really don’t have any swimwear and this was all I could find. You don’t mind, do you? No, I tell him, hell I would swim naked, if I wasn’t worried about nosey neighbors.
Jason dives in and once he surfaces, floats on his back. Now that’s a sight for starring. While he’s floating on his back; I get out grabbing some more beers. I set them down on the edge and tell him that they are there. He swims over to take one. So there we both are floating, hanging on the edge, drinking and talking. Jason says can I ask you a question. Shoot, I tell him. He says, you said that you were married and no offense you’re a nice looking guy, what happened? Let’s just say that we found that we had a lot of differences and at one point too many things in common. He scrunches up his face, confused by that comment. He says come on, explain. Okay, I tell him. Her name was Nancy. She wanted a family and a six figure husband. While I make good money, it’ll never be six figures. Next, I love children, but wasn’t sure that I wanted any. She found out that she couldn’t have them; so she began to look for someone that had them already and the six figure income. We divorced and remain good friends even today. She’s the one that told me that I wasn’t being true to myself. Huh, he says. Well, Nancy had figured out that I was bi or even maybe gay. Jason’s eyes widen like two dinner plates. No shit, he says. No shit, I say. We both take really long drinks off our beers.
How did she know, he asks. Also, did you know? Spill it.
Well in college I fooled around some with everyone; it was the 80’s. Times were different. Then I met Nan, settled down and led a more sedate life. Once we went out to an alternative night club, she went to the bathroom and was in there forever. I got worried and went to check on her. She was walking out with these two really hot, young twins on her arm. She introduced them as Tim and Tom. They were bi and wanted to party. She invited them back to our apartment. We went back, they followed us. We had some pot, smoked some, and drank some and then…. I paused for dramatic effect. What? Come on, Jason says, don’t keep me hanging. Well, I was in the bathroom and when I came out, Nan was gone. I could hear her giggling in the bedroom and one of the guys was on the couch; sipping on a drink. I asked where they were and he said that his brother and Nan went to “talk.” I made myself a drink and sat down beside Tim/Tom. We talked some and the next thing I knew his hand was on my thigh, rubbing it. I looked at this handsome, young stud and thought why not. Next thing I know, we were making out; you know kissing, petting, etc. Then we were on the floor, going at it. For the first time since college, I was sucking dick, having my dick sucked; licking balls, you name it, we did it. Some time after all of that, we fell asleep on the floor. The next morning I wake up in between both twins. They were going at it with each other and me. Nancy walks through the apartment, never mentioning anything; saying, I’m going to work, don’t be late for work yourself, see you this afternoon and was gone. I was stunned, but so turned on. We finished our fun, took showers and got dressed. Tim and Tom left. I went to work. That afternoon, I came home and found Nancy in the dark on the couch. She told me that she had cancelled the apartment lease and was leaving in two weeks. Two weeks later, I was divorced and in my own apartment. That was a year ago. I haven’t been with anyone since.
Wow, Jason says. Yeah, wow is how I felt. I decided to move and start my life over; so here I am. I get out of the pool and grab some more beers. Jason climbs out and walks over to join me. I hand him a beer. Jason, listen, I have not intention of raping you or coming on to you. I’m a normal guy, trying to lead a normal life. I simply want good friends and good neighbors. Jason looks at me and says well, I think that you have found someone that is both, me. I breathe a sigh of relief and tell him thanks.
So now I say to him, what’s your story? I sense that you aren’t all that happy. Well, I really love my wife and my life. I just feel that I’m missing something. Dina and I got married right out of college. We’ve dated almost all of our lives. We thought long and hard before planning the baby. Now that we are at this stage, it just seems like she treats me as if I don’t exist any more. We were friends before the pregnancy. Now we simply live in the same house. I’m sorry to bring this evening down to such a low point, he says. Here we are having a relaxing evening, enjoying each other’s company and I start being depressed. Hey, I asked, I tell him. After the story that I shared; you can tell me anything. Where do I start, Jason asks. Wherever you need, I tell him. Well, it’s selfish and petty, the problem that is, he says to me. I’m horny all the time, I hate jacking off 24/7 and I feel that my only friend has left me. Then he leans over the bar and starts crying a little. I feel so bad that I stand up and say come here. I put my arms around him and say to him, I’m here now and I’m your friend. As I put my arms around him, he stands and puts his arms around me. Thanks Padgett for being my friend. I really need that.
So here we are hugging and I am moving my hands over his back and he is mine also. I realize that we are both getting turned on. I start to pull away and I’m saying Jason, Jason; he says Padgett, please hold me. I pull him back into my arms. He gently pulls back a little to look at my face and then…he kisses me. Next thing, I realize is that we are kissing and our hands are on each other’s asses, fondling and caressing. Jason, says to me, please make love to me; now this minute. I ask him are you sure? God, yes, he says.
Hand in hand, we go inside to my bedroom. We each slide off the little clothing we have on. I look at him and tell him, you are so beautiful. He blushes and says, I thought that about you since I met you. Jason says hesitantly, Padgett, I’ve never been with a guy before. Then again, I’ve never felt these emotions before either. I take him to the bed and as we lay down, we begin to make love. It’s gentle, hot, passionate and most of all its loving. I let him take the lead, exploring, tasting, licking, touching. He says to me, can we simply take care of each other tonight. Definitely, I say, as I kiss his lips, his eyelids work my way down his body again.
We lay beside each other, grasping hard, burning hot dicks in each other’s hands; jacking, moving up and down, slowly, kissing at the same time. Jason says to me, Padgett, I’m going to cum soon; me too, I say. Let’s do it. So we increase the jacking motion on each other. Then both of us start a low guttural sound at the same time. Both of us, start saying, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, oh my God, I’m cumming and then dear God, there is a shower, a fountain that sprays everywhere on both us. We lay there in the after of it all, holding each other, kissing; two friends that needed each other, finding each other.
There is where we fall asleep. The next morning, I wake up by new friend. We are still holding each other. We kiss each other awake. Let’s take a shower and spend the day outside, I say to Jason. What happens, when Dina comes home, Jason asks. We remain friends, I tell him.