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Trailer Living, Part 5

By blucollar

submitted September 4, 2006

Categories: Arm Pits, Exhibitionism, Family Fun

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Well, Jake never did repeat our conversation to Sal. He went on to actually find out why Sal was so pissed off at Jerry, one of Sal’s long time employees, and Sal responded; "The stupid ass took old man Smither's Mercedes for a joy ride. He said he was just going to go around the block to test the brakes. He didn't come back for a half an hour. I didn't know what to think. He actually just had gone two blocks over to show the car to his brother in law, which would have been fine, if he just told me! He knows I'm pissed and tried to apologize. He thought it was all pretty innocent, which it probably was, but I don't like the guys fucking around with customer's cars." Sal was red faced by the time he finished.

"I don't blame you buddy. What you gonna do?" Jake asked.

"Well, right now, I am going to cool off and enjoy my evening with my buddy and his family. After that...I'll decide in the morning." Sal took a long pull at his long neck and settled back into his lawn chair.

We all drank and talked then about 7 pm Jake put steaks on the grill. There was a bag of chips passed around for starch and that was about it. It was great. We all pissed off the deck and were all very much at ease with each other. But by about 9 pm I couldn't stay awake any longer. I told Jake I had to hit it man. I was gone. He said that he would probably be right behind me after he makes sure Sal is alright. I bid my good night to Sal and Sal stood up and gave me a big old bear hug. I was taken a back a bit, but just put it up to the big old lug being a bit shit faced.

I entered my room, dropped my shorts and was out before I even hit the pillow.

I awoke to a strange noise coming from the screen door off the deck. I looked at the clock by my bed and saw it was about 10:30. My head was a bit fuzzy from all the beer but I could swear I heard some sort of moaning. I thought maybe a dog or something was outside but I was surprised that Jake didn't close the door before he went to bed.

I figured I'd check it out then get a glass of water and head back to bed. I headed towards the door quietly because if it was an animal I wanted to see what it was before I scared it off. I got to the door and peeked out. I saw Sal, with his hands behind his head, still on the lawn chair he was on when I went to bed with about a half a dozen more beer bottles around him and Jake on his knees in front of him. Jake seemed to be licking Sal's pit and massaging his groin. They both still had their shorts on, but both of them had massive erections.

"Oh fuck yeah Jake buddy...oh man...clean me good fucker...I need this, you..." Sal was moaning; so much for the animal theory.

"Just remember Cole is in there buddy. Try to keep the noise down," Jake said as he lifted himself off Sal for a moment. Then he went right back to the pit man. He licked and sucked on Sal's left pit then dragged his tongue down Sal's chest and stomach and then back up to his pit again.

"Shit bro, I don't think you have to worry about your nephew man. I caught him checking us both out more times than not...hmmmmmm...yeah right there dude...fuccccck..."

"Yeah I know man. And he's a hot little fucker himself. But it's under his terms dude. Let him find his own way. Now...get on the deck fucker...I want to clean that fuckin’ ass for you dude."

Jake backed off and dropped his shorts while Sal did the same and then got on the deck. Sal was on all fours with his head resting on the deck and Jake dove in. "Yeah, fuck...ohhh. That's it buddy, eat my shit hole man. My fucking ripe...shit...hole...ah fuck. It's fucking nasty for you man. Jerry fucked me before he took the joy ride man...he came in my ass…I held it for you fucker..."

As soon as he said that Jake became an animal he was trying to stick his whole head up Sal's ass. He was trying to reach his tongue all the way up Sal's chute and clamping on his lips and sucking away. I was standing there, not moving, my cock leaking like it never had before. I looked down and saw a small puddle of precum on the threshold of the door.

"Oh fuck yeah buddy, get Jerry's cum man...you want that black fucker’s batter don't ya. Makes you hot knowing I took that fuckin’ foot long stick man...hmmmmmm...fucking don't it....budd....ddy. Oh fuck yeah... You...gonna stick...it in tooooo, ahhhhh fuck..."

With that Jake sat up and thrust his cock into his buddy’s ass. He went in all at once not waiting to ensure that Sal was comfortable. In fact it seemed that that's what Sal wanted. "OHHHH FUCKKK! God Damn Jake you fucker, fuck yeah man...drive it fucking up there....don't hesitate man....fuck me...fuck me man...hard!" Jake didn't really need the encouragement. By this time my hand had found my cock and I was jerking off not careing if I got caught watching or not. Jake was raping the hell out of Sal and it was hot. It didn't take long before they both came together. It was obvious they had done this before, they seemed so in tune, knowing what the other one wanted. Jake grabbed Sal's hips for one final thrust and yelled out, forgetting his warnings to Sal earlier, and collapsed onto Sal's back. As Jake yelled out Sal's own cock erupted all over the deck. I was so caught up I didn't realize that I had cum all over the inside moulding of the door.

"You fucker man...that was fucking hot!" Sal said finally. "You fucking went nuts!"

"Telling me Jerry had a piece of you kinda worked didn't it?" Jake said with a chuckle.

"Yeah, and he did cum up my ass. But he can't fuck ass good as you man. Even with an extra four inches. Think we were too noisy man. Hmmm...?" Sal said as Jake slipped out of his ass and feel on his back to the deck.

"Well yeah, we were noisy, but the kid had quite a few beers; probably slept right through it. But it kinda added to it thinking we could get caught by him, didn't it?" Jake said as he tried to catch his breath.

"Fuck yeah it did. Hey let’s get to sleep so I can get out of here early enough so he doesn’t know I stayed the night again man."

"Alright dude, but hold that fucking cum in your ass till we get into bed. I'm gonna want a midnight snack. Let’s pick up our shorts and hit it man." Jake said.

"You’re a fucking pig man. I guess that's what keeps me coming back." Sal laughed.

"You better keep coming back buddy."

I high tailed it into my bed before they reached the door without making a sound. I heard them each take a piss, then get into Jake's bed. I was so horned up still I was wide awake. Within a few minutes I heard slurping noises. Jake was true to his word and taking care of Sal's ass again. Sal was moaning. Then after a few minutes I heard some light snoring. That's when I beat off again; fucking hot man. If that's the scene I'm going to wake up to around here I fucking love it man. I only hope it doesn't take too long for me to get caught watching...that was my last thought before I shot my load all over my stomach, then fell asleep with my cum still warm and wet dripping on to my sheets...


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