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I sat at the table drinking my morning coffee watching Geoff wash the breakfast dishes. He wore only the apron so his back completely exposed, I couldn’t help but admire his firm naked ass. In my wildest dreams I never expected to be watching my best friend working naked, except for an apron. I felt somehow more comfortable with him than I ever had before.

“Have you thought about last night and yesterday?” I asked.

He kind of chuckled but didn’t say anything. He turned around his apron was tenting out in front of him and he smiled—“Oh yes! I’ve been thinking about yesterday! How about you?” I stood up and let him see, the sheer black bikini briefs were exposing my own erection. We both laughed and stepped into each others arms for a long passionate kiss. I couldn’t believe how excited and turned on I was, I could feel my cock spurting precum. I held him close feeling his hard cock pressed against mine while I explored his naked ass with my hands. I untied the apron and it slid to the floor leaving his naked body pressed to mine. At the same time his hands had slipped inside my bikini briefs and were exploring my body too.

I couldn’t believe it when his finger actually poked into my anus. I gasped as he reached the prostate. He pulled back and asked if he should stop. I told him no, I was just surprised on how good it felt. He left his finger in place and with the other hand slid my bikini down so he could get at my soaking wet cock. At first he worked it with his hand, slipping up and down the wet shaft. He was looking at me and smiling. Then he leaned in gave me a kiss and dropped to his knees and took me in his mouth. I couldn’t believe the sensation, His tongue explored every inch of my shaft with his tongue licking off the sweet precum as his finger massaged my prostate.

It wasn’t long before I exploded in his mouth. I had never had such an orgasm in my life. I had trouble catching my breath for a couple minutes. He looked up as he sat back on his heels. He was still fondling my balls as he looked up with a sly smile and asked, “Did I do good?” There was a little of my juices on his chin.

“No--you did great!” With that he stood up and kissed me again. I could taste my own cum in his mouth as out naked cocks rubbed together. Finally he leaned back--his arms still around my waist--and smiled. “You realize we only have about 12 hours left before the families come home?”

I was still reeling from the blowjob but managed to mutter. “Darn--guess we better get dressed and finish painting the living room.” He nodded and with a playful thrust of his hips against mine and a quick kiss, then he pulled back and headed down the hall. He returned a couple minutes later wearing one of the Speedos and said, “Put these on” as he threw the other suit at me. “We can wear them while we work.”

I looked at his body in the skimpy suit and smiled—“And you expect me to concentrate on work while you have that on?”

“If I can do it--so can you! Now let’s get to work so we can play before the gang returns.”

We got busy finishing up his “honey do” list and worked rather quietly. I imagine we were both reflecting on the past events. I know on a couple of occasions I had to readjust the suit to accommodate my expanding interest in the subject. I caught him doing the same and noticed a wet spot on the front of his blue Speedo. As much as I wanted to drop the brush and attack his body, I knew we had to get this done.

Then the time came--the painting was done and the room was put back in order. We celebrated by popping open a cold beer and followed that by a hot kiss and rubbing the front of our straining Speedos as we did--his swollen manhood against mine. We held each other in a long embrace looking at each other, kissing occasionally and sliding our hands over the smooth material of the Speedos and their contents. It sounds corny, but we were getting to know each other all over again, only a different man than we had been before the last day of discovery.

Finally Geoff rocked back and smiled. Our Speedo clad crotches still pressed together as he stated: “You know, we have really had a weekend, how should we finish it off?” My mind reeled on all that had happened in the past hours and how our relationship had changed, but I knew where he was going. There was only one thing that we hadn’t explored and that was total intercourse. My first thought was how much I cared for him and that I really did want him sexually. I looked back at him and asked, “Have any condoms?”

He smiled kind of slyly; “We wore my kid’s Speedos, may as well dip into the box of condoms I bought him. I just wonder how observant he is and if he will see his Speedos and two of condoms are gone!”

I retorted, “If he never used the Speedos I guess we are safe in that area. We just have to wonder if he is sexually active. When did you get the box and is it still full?” He smiled, kissed me on the cheek, took my hand and led me down the hall. He left me in the hall while he went in his son’s room and came back with two small packages and led me into the guest room.

We fell onto the bed in each others arms kissing and caressing. I was hard as a rock before we hit the bed. I was ready for the encounter. Since we were both “virgins,” it started off sort of awkward. I decided to take the initiative and climbed on top of Geoff and started some serious kissing and caressing. I slid down his torso kissing his nipples and exploring every inch. He was quivering with excitement and anticipation as I slid his already wet Speedo down to get at the prize. I slid under his legs with his lifted him up so I could see his man hole and my destination. I had managed to get my Speedos off too and Geoff was rolling the condom down my throbbing cock.

I got the lube on me and him and placed my cock against his hole. I looked into his eyes and asked if he was ready. He smiled and said “Take me stud! But be gentle--I’m a virgin” We both laughed as I rubbed some lube on my condom encased cock and on his pucker. Then I slowly slid into him as my cock head slipped in and was grabbed by his hole. He winced with pain so I stopped but he grabbed my ass and pulled me into him. Finally I was all the way in and he said he was ready--”Fuck me!” I couldn’t believe the sensation and how excited I was. I pumped into him, first slowly then faster, feeling like I would explode with every stroke.

I could see he was totally hard and pumping his shaft as I pumped his ass. It wasn’t long before we both unloaded. I stayed in him and smiled. “At least I know you weren’t faking it!” He gasped for breath and blurted out “God that was great!” We held each other as I went soft and slipped out of his ass. It was a few minutes of holding and catching breath before I felt Geoff coming to life and crawling on top of me, kissing and caressing as he did. He smiled and whispered, “Time to put the condom on the other cock.” I knew how much I enjoyed the sensation of fucking his ass and wanted him to know the feeling. He was less awkward than I was having learned from our first efforts. He licked my balls and cock until it was spurting sweet precum. At the same time his tongue explored my balls and slipped back to my man hole. He took his precum soaked hand and rubbed the slippery liquid over his condom clad cock as he sloppily liked my ass. He had decided to use our own juices as lube. His tongue had eased the muscles of my anus so when he started to slip his cock in, it slit rather easily.

I was in an immediate euphoria. The feeling of my best friend inside of me was outstanding. I enjoyed every thrust of his cock into my welcoming ass. My own cock was hard again on the verge. His pumping grew more and more rapid until he froze, leaned forward and kissed me as I could feel the warmth of his cum filling the condom in my ass. I He laid on me breathing hard as we recovered. It wasn’t until then I realized that I had shot at the same time he did and the puddle that was on my chest was now spread between our bodies. We laid there for a few minutes before he climbed off the bed and pulled the full condom from his now soft cock. He picked up mine and flushed them away. I looked at him covered with our juices and sweat feeling it harden on my body too. He smiled and announced—“Out of bed, we have sheets to wash.” I added that maybe we should shower so we could add the towels and we definitely needed to wash the Speedos too. He agreed and we headed to the shower. We showered together silently, washing each other’s bodies with an occasional playful grab or kiss.

Finally the sheets were back on the bed, we were dressed and we had hidden the Speedos and see through bikini in Geoff’s garage workshop. On one ever violated that space so we felt they were safe there.

We popped a beer and turned on the TV and had the game on as the door opened and our families returned. There were compliments on the work done and then some chiding that we probably ordered in food so we didn’t have too cook and watched sports all weekend. Then Geoff shocked me we he announced, “Little you know, I’ll have you know we had wild sex orgies while you were gone!” Both wives laughed and made some comments to the effect that they knew us better than that. When it came time to leave I wanted to hold Geoff and kiss him, but knew that was out of the question. I walked quietly to the car as my wife asked questions I really didn’t hear. I was busy recounting the weekend and how I had enjoyed the new relationship I had with Geoff and wondered if it was going to happen again soon--or if ever. Fortunately my concerns were unfounded and Geoff orchestrated a rendezvous a couple weeks later. But that is another story.

We did move on with our new sexual friendship. If you want me to continue, e-mail me. LtsGetNkd@aol.com