A Weekend With ‘My’ Ginger

M.J.P

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The entirety of this story is a fictional fantasy involving my best, and only, guy friend. He is 100% straight, married to a wonderful woman. My first introduction to him was at work but we quickly developed a close friendship, talking and hanging out together outside of work - our friendship still going strong for a little over 7 years now.

While I did kiss him on the cheek once for ‘Kiss A Ginger Day’, nothing has ever happened between us sexually. There was a time at a work conference, alone with him in my hotel room and yearning for some kind of sexual connection to him, where I had enough liquid courage to ask him if I could get a hold of his worn underwear to jack off to. While he was not on board, but being a close friend of his, many times when his wife and him go on vacations, I dog/house sit for them; and I have no shame in saying that every time I do it, I find myself laying on his side of the bed, pants down and dick in hand, my nose buried in the crotch of his worn boxer briefs taking in the intoxicating scent of his manly musk.

He may never know about the underwear thing but he does know exactly how I feel about him because I’ve told him before.

Thanks in advance for giving it a read! If you have any feedback or comments that you want to share after reading the first part, please feel free to email me at auburnwe2020@gmail.com
 
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Part One

Austin and I had been on many trips, all of which involved his wife and/or other friends. A few months ago we made plans to go to a 4-day rock music festival that was taking place a few hours from where we lived. It made the most sense for us to just get a place to stay for those days and it was cheaper to get an AirBnB than it was to stay at a hotel, so we found a great 3 bedroom, 2 bathroom about 15 minutes from the venue. The third bedroom for a friend of his that was going to come down from North Carolina for the festival.

A week before, his friend had work obligations that came up and was therefore not going to be able to come down and join us. I started to get in my head about the possibility that he might not want to go with just me, since it was not exactly the same as just hanging out or going to see a movie together. So in my head, that I looked up if it was possible to get refunds for the tickets and house rental, then communicating to him that we could get refunded most of it but not all. He responded by telling me I was being ridiculous and reassured me that he did not have any issue with it just being us.

The day we were leaving, both of us worked a half day before packing up and heading out from his house, wanting to beat rush hour traffic and have plenty of time to settle into the house for the weekend ahead. We took his truck on the road trip, he drove and I played DJ, primarily going through songs from a lot of the bands we were soon to see.

We arrived at the house right around dinner time, neither of us particularly feeling up to going out to eat so we just ordered food off one of the apps to have it delivered.

“I don’t know about you, but I am ready to begin the drinking festivities,” Austin said, heading for the fridge.

Three, maybe four drinks in, we were both feeling pretty good just sitting around relaxing in the living room - I sat on the couch and he sat in the recliner. We had turned on a movie but had long since paused it as we mainly just talked - catching each other up on what we’ve been watching, reading, video games, etc. I stayed engaged in the conversation but the entire time I could not help but enjoy the view before me.

The best way I can describe that view of Austin; 6’2”, buzz cut ginger hair accompanied by a full, thick ginger beard. Body wise he had a thick, almost linebacker build muscular overall but was heading for the dad bod with a slight beer belly (which I fucking loved). His arms and legs were hairy, with a scattering of freckles; on rare occasions he wore a polo shirt unbuttoned and you could see that he had a hairy chest too. Add on top of that the juicy bubble butt he had which no matter what pants or shorts he wore, it was always accentuated perfectly.

“Be right back, I’ve got to piss so fucking bad,” he said as he got up from the recliner, snapping me out of my lust filled gazes. Lucky for him there was a bathroom close by in the hallway. He did not even bother to close the bathroom door behind him, just left it open. Since we never unpaused the movie, there was nothing to block out the sound of him pissing.

No matter how hard I’ve tried to figure it out, I am still unable to explain why hearing, or seeing for that matter, a guy pissing has always been a HUGE turn on for me. Instant boner, every time. This time being no exception, maybe even more so because of who was doing it.

From there I completely zoned out as I starting thinking about what it would be like to accidentally catch a glimpse of his dick for this first time. Watching while he took a piss or how hot it would be to wait until he finished and then immediately get down on my knees to put his soft dick in my mouth and suck it until it became fully hard in my mouth.

“Earth to Micah,” I had gotten so lost in those thoughts that I didn’t notice he was back with another beer for him and trying to hand me another whiskey drink for me.

“Shit sorry bud, I spaced out. Thank you,” I said as I grabbed the drink.

“Must have been thinking some really dirty thoughts!” he said, which took me aback.

“Ummm, I, yeah … but what makes you say that?” I asked, stumbling over my words like a complete moron. Pondering if he somehow acquired mind reading abilities and forgot to share that with me.

“Your boner,” Austin said pointing at my crotch with a chuckle.

“Fuck,” I said, grabbing for one of the couch pillows to cover myself up, feeling my face turn red in embarrassment.

“Little late to cover it up now” he joked, and even I had to admit he wasn’t wrong.

“Wow Austin, really going to kick a man while he’s down? I’m already dying of embarrassment here if you didn’t notice!”

“Didn’t look like it was down to me,” he replied, laughing his ass off at my expense.

“Just kill me now! I might as well just call it quits for the night!” I replied, still red in the face but seriously trying not to giggle at his joking and at the situation itself.

“Damn, so much drama! I’ll stop teasing you, promise,” he said.

As I composed myself and my boner subsided, we resumed our chatting and drinking for a couple more hours. Several times throughout, he got up to take a piss, each time the same in not closing the door so I was able to hear. I maintained the pillow over my lap which helped cover myself when I got hard and did not allow myself to get lost in any deep thoughts that would cause a repeat of earlier.

“Let me ask you something,” Austin said, returning from grabbing another beer from the kitchen.

“What’s up?” I replied.

“What was it that got you so boned up?” He asked, much to my shock.

This can’t actually be real, he’s really asking me why I got a boner? No fucking way. I thought.

“Seriously?” I asked him.

“Yep, I know I joked around with you a lot about it. I hope you’re not upset with me for doing that, it was just fun. But I am legit curious and want you to tell me,” he replied, taking a sip of his beer.

“Nah, you don’t really want to know,” I tried to play it off, hoping that I really did not have to tell him and not sure in my tipsy state that I could make up a good lie on the fly.

“As memory serves, you had no problem asking me if you could have a pair of my worn underwear to sniff, but you draw the line at telling me what gave you a boner? I’m not sure that makes much sense!” Austin said with a big ass grin, knowing that he had me in a checkmate.

“Fucking hell, you actually remember that? Not my finest moment!” I said, my mind blown that he actually remembered that from years ago but yet lacked the ability to recall things I told him a week or two prior.

“Just because I didn’t say yes, doesn’t mean that I forgot about it. Now fess up damnit!” Again with that damn grin. Fuck why did he have to be so fucking sexy while giving me a hard time?!

Before the words even came out of my mouth, I felt myself starting to blush. I always struggled with discussing sexual things face to face, I could text it all day long but something about speaking the words verbally was tough, even more so with him as the audience.

“Hold that thought, gotta piss again,” he said off he went to do his business and bone me up again.

“Sorry about that, now out with it!” Austin said returning to the recliner.

“Well, the reason was exactly what you just did. I do not have an explanation for it but something about hearing a guy pissing turns me on - like a lot. Since you didn’t close the door or anything, and there is no white noise, that’s all I could hear. After that, I just got lost in thinking naughty things,” I replied, hoping that my honestly would not freak him out too much.

“You can just watch the next time I go,” he jokingly said.

“Ha ha ha, real funny,” I responded.

“Oh, so you wouldn’t want to watch?” He was fucking with me, big time. There is no way in hell that the same guy that was not comfortable with the underwear thing, was suddenly going to let me watch him piss.

This admittedly was a first, which I would attribute to the amount of alcohol we’ve consumed while chatting, but he’s never fucked me with me like this before. He’s made a few jokes here and there about how he’s got a big dick, but even his wife Morgan rolled her eyes and shook her head no, indicating that he was lying.

“Hell yeah I’d watch but I’d do a whole lot fucking more.” I responded, if he was going to fuck with me I was just going to do the same right back to him, see how much he could handle.

“Like what?” He responded, almost as if he was trying to play the same game to see how far I would go.

“Let’s just say there is not much you can think of that I wouldn’t do. While I have some limits, I have 7 years worth of pent up fantasies including worshiping every inch of your body,” I responded, giving him the radical honesty he asked for, though he may not have fully expected.

“Alright, how about licking my feet and sucking my toes?” he threw it out there as if accepting my challenge.

“Not something I’ve ever actually done, but I’ve thought about doing it to you. Remember that picture you sent me of you trying on that ridiculous Christmas outfit with the tutu? Something about seeing your legs and bare feet turned me on and that’s when I started thinking about it. What else you got?” I responded, a slight look of surprise on his face that I would do it.

“What about eating my ass?” He asked.

“Fuck yes. All day, every day!” I said with a laugh at my own response but was not joking. I lost count of the amount of times I’ve jerked off thinking about burying my face in that sweet ass. I decided to take advantage of this so far one sided Q&A to ask a question of my own that I had always been curious about. “Have you ever had someone do that to you?”

“I wish, but no. I heard it feels really good and wanted to try it. I asked Morgan if she would do it a few times when I was tipsy and horny as fuck but she told me hell no, that my ass was too hairy. So I got drunk one night, trimmed my ass, showered, and then tried asking her again. Needless to say she just laughed at me and told me to go bed.”

I couldn’t help but laugh a little bit thinking about him going through all that just to be denied.

“Sorry I don’t mean to laugh, just funny to think of you going through all of that is really entertaining. Is that all you got?” I asked, curious if there was anything else he wanted to throw out there.

“I am not really all that wild or adventurous in the bedroom. I think they call it vanilla, or boring. Asking to get my ass eaten was the wildest thing I attempted. But I honestly haven’t had any action since Morgan gave birth, that was what … a year and a half ago. Lots of alone time in the bathroom jacking myself off. Anyway, enough of my complaining,” he explained, and I couldn’t help but feel for him. I’d experienced ‘droughts’ in relationships prior but never more than a month or two, I couldn’t begin to imagine how frustrating it would be to go without for that long.

“Actually I do have one more, you’ve told me before that you are a top. Would you let me fuck you?” Austin asked, again amazing me with what he remembered.

“I definitely would. I am mostly a top but in a relationship or for a special person I would bottom for sure. I’ve done it before. But you know I’m not sure I could handle the big dick you allegedly have,” I responded with an evil grin of my own, using his own words against him.

That got a good laugh out of him but he suddenly got really quiet.

I was entirely sure that this was all hypothetical, that nothing will ever happen between us, but he’d never talked this much or in depth about sex with me before. All I did know for sure was that I needed some alone time to jerk off so fucking bad, I couldn’t stand it much longer.

“As riveting as this has been, I think it’s time for me to call it a night before I pop another boner in front of you. You’ve never opened up about sex like that before, so thank you for the playful conversation” I said, getting up from the couch. Hoping my words effectively conveyed that nothing we discussed gave me the impression that anything was actually going to happen.

He mumbled something that I was not able to make out as I started heading towards the bedroom.

“What did you say bud?” I asked, turning back to look at him.

“Oh nothing, I just say goodnight and have fun,” he said.

I felt confident that was not what he said but I wasn’t going to press him on it right now. Maybe I was reading it wrong but I sensed a little bit of disappointment in his voice that I was calling it a night. I just knew that I couldn’t handle another minute of the chat without exploding - both literally and figuratively.

I went into the bedroom, closing the door behind me since obviously I would very soon need privacy to jack off. I tossed my phone on the bed and started getting myself settled in a bit by unpacking my clothes and toiletries.

As I finished unpacking, I went and sat on the bed. I grabbed my phone to set an alarm to wake up on the earlier side so I didn’t have to rush around, when all of a sudden a text notification pops up from Austin, which was a bit strange to me given that we were in the same house.

A: Hey I’m about to jump in the shower before bed, can I come to your room when I’m done? Wanted to tell you something.

M: Sure, just come to my room when you’re ready.

Guess I would have to wait to jack off since I was unsure of how long, or short, he would be showering. I probably could have gotten away with a quickie but after everything that transpired since we got here, I wanted to be able to edge and really enjoy myself. Knowing that he was in such close proximity, naked and showering, did not help matters for me at all.

About 15 minutes passed, he still hadn’t knocked on the door and I did not hear him moving around the house so I figured maybe he wound up just crashing. Almost as if he knew I was thinking about this, I heard him in the hallway.

“Come take a shot with me real quick,” he yelled presumably from the kitchen.

So I got up from the bed, opened the bedroom door, and headed to the kitchen. I typically do not take shots but I have never been on a vacation of any kind alone with him, so I was staying open minded and down for whatever.

“So what are we … ,” I started to ask but when I turned the corner and saw him, I just about fainted.

He was standing there with his back to me pouring us shots of something that I was not able to see just yet but he had nothing on at all but a pair of white Calvin Klein trunks. I had never seen him without a shirt on, much less in just his undies so I couldn’t help but take in the sight before me. He had freckles scattered across his upper back just like his legs had, which I had seen plenty of those hairy legs before. I knew he had a nice ass but seeing it in these white trunks, right in front of my eyes - it was even better than I could have imagined. No doubt that I would double, hell even triple down, on telling him that I would eat his ass any damn time he wanted.

“Enjoying the view?” he said as he turned around to hand me my shot. “It’s the Jack Daniel’s Fire Whiskey, since I know you don’t like Fireball.” Austin added, and I appreciated that he knew me like that.

“Ummm, yeah. Thanks. ” I could barely get the words out as I took in the view of his front side now. That hairy chest, dime sized nipples, little bit of a belly with a distinguished treasure trail of ginger hair leading down into the bulge within those boxer briefs, and those thick hairy thighs of his. I had to consciously remind myself to look away before I went down the rabbit hole thinking about every dirty thing I’d do right here and now.

“Let us toast to a weekend filled with great bands, great music, to us … “ he paused for a moment and I could see that he was trying to choose his next words carefully, “and to fun times and new experiences.” Austin said, finishing the speech and bringing his shot glass to mine to cheers before we both downed the shots.

New experiences? What the fuck was he talking about? Between the conversation tonight, seeing him in nothing but his underwear for the first time, and all the alcohol I’d consumed over the course of a few hours - I just could not deal!

“Thanks for the shot! I’m gonna call it a night, for real this time,” I said, hoping to escape quickly before I start asking questions to pry into what he meant but mainly because I really needed to jerk off while the visual of him in his underwear was still fresh on my mind.

I headed back to my room, remembering as I crossed the threshold into the bedroom that his text said he wanted to tell me something but surely it wasn’t the toast. Just as I was about to turn around and ask him about it I heard his voice.

“Oh, I almost forgot - I have something for you, hold on one sec,” he said, quickly going into his room to grab whatever it was and then coming back to my room. He had something behind his back so I couldn’t see it.

“Close your eyes and hold out your hand,” he commanded.

“For real?” I said laughing and rolling my eyes at him.

“Well I mean, if you don’t want my gift,” he responded, giving me that damn evil grin like so many times this evening.

“Alright alright, fine,” I said, giving in and closing my eyes, holding out my hand, not having a single clue what it could be that warranted the theatrics.

“As soon as I hand it to you I’m going to head to my room and let you enjoy, so keep them closed for now,” he stated.

With this, he placed something in my hand as I wondered what I would be ‘enjoying’ and kept my eyes closed until I heard my bedroom door close.

I opened my eyes immediately to see that he had placed a pair of his underwear in my hand. Holy shit! I was finally getting the pair of worn underwear I had asked him for all those years ago, hand delivered. For some reason that made it even hotter to me.

I ended my evening by jacking off to his worn underwear, not once, but twice. While this was not the first time I had done it, it was the first time I had done it with him knowing. The other big, and noticeable, difference was that at some point before he gave them to me, he had blown a thick load of cum on them. Needless to say, I couldn’t resist - his cum tasted so fucking good, unexpectedly sweet. If him giving me this gift was any indication of what might happen this weekend, I hoped like hell I was going to taste more of it. Preferably straight from the tap, and as much and as often as I could possibly get it.

I wanted to show my appreciation for his gift, so that he knew how much it meant to me so I sent him a text message before I crashed.

I’ve been waiting for that for so damn long, thank you so much!

And for the first time in quite awhile, I slept like a baby that night.

— End of Part One —

Stayed tuned for more coming soon!
 
Lovely story. Keep going .

If this is really your life and you're hopelessly in love with a str8 guy, I can only say that if your stars align you'll one day meet the man of your dreams who checks all those str8 magnet boxes...AND he's into guys! I am married with grown sons but I love a man with whom I'm much more compatible in every way.

I also cannot quit a top daddy buddy who has all the allure of the most breathtaking str8 guy and cock for days. He has his own bf but he always makes time for his bottom papi.

They are out there, and I just feel a lot healthier putting my energies into another gay man. Not to say I don't love my best friend who is str8 and the best uncle my boys could have. But I'm happy not to have those complicated emotions in the mix .
 
Lovely story. Keep going .

If this is really your life and you're hopelessly in love with a str8 guy, I can only say that if your stars align you'll one day meet the man of your dreams who checks all those str8 magnet boxes...AND he's into guys! I am married with grown sons but I love a man with whom I'm much more compatible in every way.

I also cannot quit a top daddy buddy who has all the allure of the most breathtaking str8 guy and cock for days. He has his own bf but he always makes time for his bottom papi.

They are out there, and I just feel a lot healthier putting my energies into another gay man. Not to say I don't love my best friend who is str8 and the best uncle my boys could have. But I'm happy not to have those complicated emotions in the mix .
I appreciate the feedback on the story itself, that’s what I was really hoping for; some kind of confirmation that what I was writing was good and worth continuing. IF I was a totally horrible writer, I would hope someone would tell me to call it quits hahaha.
 
I appreciate the feedback on the story itself, that’s what I was really hoping for; some kind of confirmation that what I was writing was good and worth continuing. IF I was a totally horrible writer, I would hope someone would tell me to call it quits hahaha.
What a fantastic story and the writing is great…by all means, please continue!
 
What a fantastic story and the writing is great…by all means, please continue!
You’re the best! Thanks so much for the positive feedback on the story and my writing It means a lot!! I have been working on the next part a bunch today so hope to have it finished, edited, and posted in the next few days, stay tuned!
 
You’re the best! Thanks so much for the positive feedback on the story and my writing It means a lot!! I have been working on the next part a bunch today so hope to have it finished, edited, and posted in the next few days, stay tuned!
Great news!! Excited to read what you come up with. Thank you for you continuing this story.
 
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Part Two

Wanted to take a moment before jumping into part two to thank you all for reading my fantasy story. An extra thanks for those kind enough to take the time to reach out to provide feedback. The feedback has helped tremendously and encouraged me to continue writing.

As always, feedback is welcome on here or feel free to email me - auburnwe2020@gmail.com
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The next morning I woke up to the wonderful aroma of bacon, an unexpected surprise that Austin was cooking breakfast. I reached for my phone on the nightstand to see what time it was - hoping that I did not sleep in too much. Luckily it was only 9am, not too bad, though I slept through the alarm I set. I saw that I had a text from him from a half hour ago.

Glad you enjoyed it! I gave you a lot of shit about popping a boner in front of me but I have to admit, the conversation got me really horny too. The idea that you would be willing to do whatever I want sounds really hot. No promises that anything is going to happen though.

I appreciated his honesty. I had no delusions of anything sexual happening between us, especially after all these years, but our conversation last night gave me a tiny sliver of hope. I looked over next to me where I left his worn trunks, my dick immediately started growing, wanting me to sniff them again.

“Breakfast is ready Micah,” Austin yelled from the kitchen, just as I was about to reach for my target. Sadly, that would have to wait.

“Be there in just a minute,” I called back, needing a moment for my dick to deflate. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to splash some water on my face, then grabbing his worn undies and putting them in the nightstand drawer for later use.

I went to the kitchen and we enjoyed breakfast together, he made us bacon, egg, and cheese sandwiches on English muffins. I ate quickly, not realizing how hungry I was.

“Thanks for breakfast, it was really good!” I said as I finished up.

“My pleasure, figured we needed some sustenance before we head out for the first day of the festival. I’m gonna get ready, let’s head out in 30 minutes?” Austin responded.

“Sounds good, I’ll be ready,” I stated, and went to my room to get ready.

30 minutes later, we made our way to the festival for a great day of fun!

- Later that night, after returning from a great day at the music festival -

Though we drank on and off all day, when we returned to the Airbnb late that night we decided to keep the buzz going and took shots of the fire whiskey before switching back to mixed drinks for me and beer for him.

Between the sun and the humid Florida heat all day, we both smelled like athletes after a long game.

“Now that we are alone, I can smell myself and I reek! Why didn’t you tell me?!” Austin asked, with a slight look of disgust on his face.

“I didn’t think it was all that bad,” I said, trying to make him feel better.

“Thanks, I feel so much better now,” he laughed as he started heading towards his room. “I’m going to shower!”

I absolutely needed to shower myself as well so I took off to my bedroom to do just that and wash off the hours worth of sweat.

Feeling much better after my shower, I laid on the bed, my thoughts once again drifting to him being naked in the next room. I reached over to grab his undies out of the nightstand, wanting to tease myself with his scent. I bought the bunched up undies to my nose and inhaled that musky scent of his crotch and ass, my dick quickly growing in response.

My phone vibrated on the nightstand and I looked over to see it was a text from him. I swear between this morning and now, it’s like his radar went off his underwear involved. So I gave up, putting the underwear back in the drawer, and grabbing my phone.

A: I just got out of the shower.

M: Thanks for the update, do you want a gold medal or something? Lmfao

A: I’d settle for silver, but I am all squeaky clean now.

M: Glad to hear it! Lol

A: I’m ready to have my feet licked now :)

I immediately burst out laughing and I’m sure he could hear it. I did not bother responding to the text, waiting a few moments for my boner to subside before heading over to his room. I had never licked anyone’s feet or sucked on any toes before, it was never something that had appealed to me in any way. However, I meant it when I told him that I had thought about it with him. Though I was a little hesitant to go through with it, I was going to try like hell - if he wants it, and it gets me closer to the things I really want to do to him, so be it.

I found him in the bed, on top of the covers with his back propped up against the headboard. After his shower he did not bother putting on much in terms of clothing, simply wearing a pair of black trunks and that signature grin of his. I had to make a very conscious effort not to stare at his crotch.

“So what’s this about licking feet?” I said with a laugh.

“Yeah, I’m ready,” Austin replied, lifting up one of his legs and showing me one of his feet while wiggling his toes around.

You can do this! It won’t be that bad! Plus you told him you would do it! I thought, mentally hyping myself up for it.

I sat down on at the end of the bed next to him, and he responded by placing one of his legs on my lap. It was then that I really noticed his scent. In addition to the smell of his body wash, he had sprayed some cologne on himself, and I knew that scent anywhere with the hints of citrus that also exuded masculinity - Kenneth Cole Black. This just made me want to pounce on him and attack every inch of that body with my tongue.

My inexperience probably showed, not having a single clue what to do, I just wrapped my hands around his size 11 foot and started massaging it as a start.

I closed my eyes and brought his foot closer to my mouth, just as I was about to stick out my tongue to start licking it, he burst out laughing.

“What’s so funny?” I said, finally looking at him and I put his leg back down on my lap.

“You were really going to do it weren’t you?” Austin asked in between laughing.

“I told you I would and I intended to keep my word! Plus you asked about it so I thought you wanted to try it,” I responded, fully realizing that this was all just fucking with me to see how far I would go.

“Not at all! The massage did feel good though, I appreciate it! But I couldn’t really make you go through with it,” he said.

“Well thanks for sparing me,” I responded, and with this I moved his leg off of me and stood up. I wasn’t upset, a bit relieved but I wanted to play it off like I was butthurt about it.

“Wait, don’t go anywhere! Let me explain first,” Austin commanded.

“Go ahead,” I said and deliberately rolled my eyes to keep up the ruse of my annoyance.

“Don’t be mad, I was just testing you to see how far you’d go. You didn’t think I would want that as my first experience, did you?” he asked, winking at me.

“I mean I guess not, I dunno,” I responded.

“I’ve been thinking about it since our conversation last night and I decided on what I want the first thing to be,” he said, kind of surprising me.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“I want my first experience to be something that I’ve never had done to me before, something special,” Austin said, causing my jaw to drop.

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” I asked, needing to confirm that he was talking about getting his ass eaten.

“Will you be the first to put your tongue in my ass. Please?” he asked, and I’m not gonna lie, while I’ve had people ask me to do it before, it never sounded so fucking sexy as it did coming from him.

I refused to even let myself question whether he might be kidding again or not, I felt like since he told me about his attempts at getting his wife to do it and she rejected him, that he was surely serious about this. I was speechless, and since I was unable to find the words I just smiled from ear to ear and nodded my head yes in response.

“There is one thing you should know first, I don’t know if it makes a difference,” Austin said, as if anything he was about to say would change my mind.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“I haven’t trimmed,” he replied, perhaps convinced that I would say I’m not into it or that he needed to go trim first.

“Oh, I don’t give a fuck about that,” I responded, filled with lust, desire, and my dick started to grow with anticipation.

“Really?” Austin asked.

“Yeah bud, really. As long as it’s clean I’m good,” I replied honestly.

“I have to ask one more thing, I just want to make sure you are okay if I do not reciprocate in any way?”

“And you are really okay if I do not do anything to you?” He asked, concerned.

“Duh Austin, that’s literally the point in having someone worship you, the only requirement for you is to be pleasured. I’ll take care of myself,” I declared and he seemed a bit surprised by this.

“I am going to let you take the lead. Do you think I’ll like it?” Austin said, getting up from the bed to stand right in front of me.

“I can’t imagine you not liking it,” I said placing my hand on his shoulder to reassure him.

“In that case, I’m all yours!” he said, finally giving me the green light I so desperately craved.

“Let’s start with you laying on the bed on your stomach,” I commanded. He took the instruction quickly, laying on the bed and spreading his legs apart slightly.

“Do you want me to take these off? He said, reaching towards his underwear.

“No no, I’ll do those honors when I’m ready,” I replied, wanting to take my time and reveal his ass slowly, intentionally.

I got up on the bed behind him, beginning my journey by placing each one of my hands on his hairy legs and caressing them.

I passionately kissed from the small of his back which had a light patch of ginger hair, all the way up to his shoulders. I rubbed my hands all over his muscles and arms while I placed kisses on his neck, soft moans coming from him every step of the way.

“Are you ready?” I said, my lust filled words whispering in his left ear, lightly licking and sucking on his earlob.

“Yes!” Austin moaned, responding in just the way I had hoped, his body quivered and his back arched.

With his back arched, this provided me the opportunity to slide off his underwear, my hand grazing his hard cock as I removed the only barrier between me and his sweet ass. I kissed and licked my way down his spine, stopping as I reached his crack, not quite ready to give him what he wanted.

I wanted to spend some time taking in the views of his bare ass to really familiarize myself with every inch of what I was about to feast on. Presented in front of me were those two bubble cheeks, each covered in a coat of ginger hair, and I placed a hand on them and began massaging them gently. I bought my face closer, teasing him by licking his hairy crack and kissing all over each one of his ass cheeks.

His sweet, tight pink hole which was surrounded by hair as well. No where near as hairy as he made it out to me, just the right amount in my opinion. I bought my nose in close and inhaled, becoming intoxicated by the mix of his musk and body wash.

“Get on all fours for me,” I said, putting my hands on his hips, Austin responding and moving to my touch. He adjusted with ease, now on all fours with that sweet virgin hole presented to me, inviting me to taste it. As an added bonus of this position, I could also now see his meaty balls hanging there as well as the base of his hard dick.

I couldn’t help but wonder; if this was my one and only time that I would get to pleasure his hole, it would be nice to have some pictures for the spank bank. Surely I needed something to truly commemorate this special occasion.

“Mind if I take some pictures of this sweet ass bud?” I asked hesitantly, hoping that I was not pushing my luck!

“As long as you promise not to leave me hanging after you snap the pics!” Austin replied, keeping the night of surprises alive, as I did not anticipate he would be on board.

“Oh don’t worry, I won’t. You’ve got such a nice ass and that tight hole needs my tongue in it. Be right back, don’t move!” I quickly left the room, leaving him on all fours on the bed, grabbed my phone and was back in a flash. I wasted no time in pulling up the camera app on my phone; taking photos of his ass from every possible angle including close up shots of that delicious hole, even snapping a few of his dangling balls and the base of his hard dick.

Once I finished taking the pics of that glorious ass, I placed my phone on his nightstand next to his phone. I returned to my previous position and once again bought my face close to his hole inhaling that musky scent, which pushed me to the point of no return.

I started just under his balls, flicking my tongue around a bit there before teasingly running it along his taint until I was just under his tight, virgin hole. The moment my tongue made contact with that hole, his body responded by quivering in pleasure. I proceeded to give every inch of his ass and tight pucker a tongue bath, enjoying how his body responded.

“Does it feel good?” I asked him, as I lifted my face from between his cheeks. I had grown concerned because while his body was responding, he wasn’t making any noise.

“It feels so fucking good babe, better than I could have imagined! I love it!” he responded. I wasn’t sure if he even knew that he called me babe, but I chalked it up to being caught up in a moment - regardless, it was hot!

“Okay awesome! You are just very quiet so wanted to double check,” I said. I just wasn’t used to someone being quiet, maybe it was because I know I moaned like a bitch when there was a tongue in my hole.

“I’m so used to having to be quiet at home the rare times I do have sex, it didn’t really occur to me we are alone and I can be as loud as I want. I’m sorry! Please keep going,” Austin replied, putting my mind at ease.

With the reassurance, I buried my face back in that lucious ass and made a meal out of licking his tight hole, every now and again venturing down his taint to his big meaty balls and licking on those lightly. I wanted desperately to go further and suck on his dick too but decided against it. Hopefully I would get a chance to suck it soon enough!

“I can’t remember the last time I leaked precum, but fuck I’ve never leaked this much,” Austin responded, holding up his hand for me to see that it was covered in his juices.

“Why don’t you rub some of that on your hole for me to lick off?” I said, unsure of where I pulled that idea from but it sounded hot and if his cum tasted that good, I imagined his precum would be equally tasty.

Honoring my request, he gathered up some fresh precum from the tip and reached his two fingers underneath himself, rubbing his juice on his hole. The moment he removed his hand, I immediately dove my face back into his ass, licking up every last bit of that precum. It tasted just like his cum, just a bit salty in addition to the sweetness - I wanted more!

“Fuck,” he cried out from my tongue assault. He must have picked up on how much I liked the precum on his hole, as a few more times he periodically gathered up more precum as it leaked out and rubbed more on his hole for me to lick off.

Austin went from quiet, to grunting, almost growling very loudly in pleasure which just made this whole thing even hotter. I loved hearing how much he enjoyed this.

“Oh my god, I’m not gonna last much longer,” Austin declared.

I was determined to make sure that his load did not go to waste, certainly not one that I had contributed to working up. Besides, after tasting the load he put on the underwear last night, I knew I had to have more of it. Hell if I had it my way, every last drop of his cum would be mine from here on out.

“Please don’t waste it,” I pleaded from between his cheeks.

“You want it?” He asked, almost as if he was surprised that I would want to.

“Fuck yeah I do Austin, don’t make me beg,” I said with a little chuckle, but no doubt if begging is what it took, I’d do it.

“I don’t want you to stop though, it feels so fucking good,” Austin said with a sigh.

“How about this; I’m going to lay down on the bed, you come sit this sweet ass right on my face so I can keep at it. When you’re about to blow just turn around and cum,” I responded instinctively. I had fantasized so many times about him sitting on my face and it was about to become a reality. I dove my tongue back in his hole and gave it a few final licks while he considered my proposal.

“Mmmmm I love that! Okay yeah let’s do it!” he said, clearly happy with this idea.

With some reluctance to stop even momentarily, I pulled myself away, the taste of his virgin hole still on my tongue, his scent on my nose. To this point, I had been fully clothed but my rock hard dick needed some kind of freedom so I removed my gym shorts, just leaving my white boxer briefs between my dick and that freedom. Much like him, I had been leaking a ton of precum while rimming his ass. I assumed my position laying down on the bed, my dick twitching in anticipation of his ass.

“Damn, looks like you’ve been leaking a bunch too!” Austin said as he came around to the side of the bed, noticing the large amounts of wet spots in my undies.

“Yeah, I leak like a faucet when I’m super fucking turned on,” I replied.

“I must have something to do with that,” he grinned, never straying from a chance to be cocky. “You ready?”

“Ready to make you cum,” I stated, and truer words had never come out of my mouth.

With this, he wasted no time in getting up on the bed. At first standing up, then he slowly squatted down so I could watch as that sweet ass lowered onto my face, his legs resting on both sides of my shoulders, pinning my arms. I wasted no time in resuming my tongue action, feasting on that hole like it was my last meal.
 
“Fuck yeah, tongue that hole,” he commanded. This dirty talk coming from him drove me fucking wild and made my dick twitch, feeling more precum oozing out.

I started to slowly work my tongue deeper and deeper into his tight hole, tongue fucking it. He seemed to enjoy that as his grunts of pleasure became more frequent and intense. He started rocking his hips back and forth, riding my tongue while he stroked his dick.

“I’m close,” Austin yelled out, quickly spinning around and adjusting so that his dick was positioned right at my mouth. I reached my two fingers underneath him and lightly rubbed his hole.

I took a quick moment to truly take in the view of his dick, which until now I had only caught glimpses of being otherwise preoccupied in his ass to pay much attention to. It looked to be about 7 or 7 ½ inches, pretty thick in girth, throbbing hard and twitching, but what perhaps turned me on eve more was the well groomed ginger pubes above the shaft. It only took a few strokes of that hard dick, his hand easily gliding up and down on it thanks to the lube his precum provided, before he was ready to blow.

“Fucking hell Micah, I’m gonna cum,” his voice filled with a deep urge to climax.

I quickly adjusted so that my head propped up on the pillows, an even angle with his dick and opened my mouth wide to receive his load. Much to my surprise, and delight, he put the tip of his dick in my mouth and I closed my lips tightly around it to ensure no cum escaped as he started exploding. He grunted, deep, manly grunts, as he unleashed rope after rope of his creamy cum in my mouth.

“Fuck yeah, take that load,” he demanded in between his grunts, continuing to unleash in my mouth.

Though he came the night before, he was drowning me in cum like he hadn’t gotten off in forever. I swallowed every last drop, savoring in the taste of his sweet cum. Somehow tasting even better than the sampling I had the night before.

“Damn that felt good,” Austin said, slowly removing the head from my mouth.

“You taste so fucking good,” I said with a smile, licking my lips.

“I do?” he asked, seemingly shocked by my statement.

“Yes sir, usually cum is kind of bland, maybe a little salty, rarely sweet. Yours is very sweet,” I responded.

“Well I’ve never tasted my own, so thanks for letting me know!” Austin responded.

I noticed some more cum oozing from his softening cock and I had to have it. Without hesitation, I leaned forward and used my tongue to gather it up.

“Not a drop wasted,” I declared with a very satisfied smile.

He laid himself down on the other side of the bed next to me, clearly spent after his orgasm. My dick twitched again in my boxer briefs, reminding me that I had not yet cum. Admittedly it felt a few times that I was so close to orgasm while eating his ass, I’m surprised I didn’t. My balls starting aching in need of release. I started to get up out of the bed, swinging my legs over the side, with the intent to go into my room to nut.

“Where are you going?” Austin asked.

I stood up and turned around, looking at that sexy man laying there in all his glory, his dick now soft.

“My balls are aching so fucking bad, I have to cum,” I stated, pointing at my dick which was rock hard and pointing right at him through my underwear.

“You don’t have to leave,” he said, much to my surprise.

What a tough decision - go back to my room and jack off alone to the pictures I had taken of his ass, or I could just jack off right next to him looking at his naked body. So I laid back down in the bed next to him and pulled my precum covered dick out, finally getting the freedom it craved.

“Can you sit on my face again for a few minutes while I jerk off?” I asked, hoping he wouldn’t mind.

“Sure,” Austin responded.

And with my face in his ass, tongue buried as deep in that tight hole as I could get, I had one of the most intense orgasms I have had in a long time, shooting a huge load of cum all over myself.

That night, in post orgasm bliss, we both fell asleep next to each other - neither one of us bothering to clean up or put clothes on.

— End of Part Two —

Stay tuned for more coming soon!
 
“Fuck yeah, tongue that hole,” he commanded. This dirty talk coming from him drove me fucking wild and made my dick twitch, feeling more precum oozing out.

I started to slowly work my tongue deeper and deeper into his tight hole, tongue fucking it. He seemed to enjoy that as his grunts of pleasure became more frequent and intense. He started rocking his hips back and forth, riding my tongue while he stroked his dick.

“I’m close,” Austin yelled out, quickly spinning around and adjusting so that his dick was positioned right at my mouth. I reached my two fingers underneath him and lightly rubbed his hole.

I took a quick moment to truly take in the view of his dick, which until now I had only caught glimpses of being otherwise preoccupied in his ass to pay much attention to. It looked to be about 7 or 7 ½ inches, pretty thick in girth, throbbing hard and twitching, but what perhaps turned me on eve more was the well groomed ginger pubes above the shaft. It only took a few strokes of that hard dick, his hand easily gliding up and down on it thanks to the lube his precum provided, before he was ready to blow.

“Fucking hell Micah, I’m gonna cum,” his voice filled with a deep urge to climax.

I quickly adjusted so that my head propped up on the pillows, an even angle with his dick and opened my mouth wide to receive his load. Much to my surprise, and delight, he put the tip of his dick in my mouth and I closed my lips tightly around it to ensure no cum escaped as he started exploding. He grunted, deep, manly grunts, as he unleashed rope after rope of his creamy cum in my mouth.

“Fuck yeah, take that load,” he demanded in between his grunts, continuing to unleash in my mouth.

Though he came the night before, he was drowning me in cum like he hadn’t gotten off in forever. I swallowed every last drop, savoring in the taste of his sweet cum. Somehow tasting even better than the sampling I had the night before.

“Damn that felt good,” Austin said, slowly removing the head from my mouth.

“You taste so fucking good,” I said with a smile, licking my lips.

“I do?” he asked, seemingly shocked by my statement.

“Yes sir, usually cum is kind of bland, maybe a little salty, rarely sweet. Yours is very sweet,” I responded.

“Well I’ve never tasted my own, so thanks for letting me know!” Austin responded.

I noticed some more cum oozing from his softening cock and I had to have it. Without hesitation, I leaned forward and used my tongue to gather it up.

“Not a drop wasted,” I declared with a very satisfied smile.

He laid himself down on the other side of the bed next to me, clearly spent after his orgasm. My dick twitched again in my boxer briefs, reminding me that I had not yet cum. Admittedly it felt a few times that I was so close to orgasm while eating his ass, I’m surprised I didn’t. My balls starting aching in need of release. I started to get up out of the bed, swinging my legs over the side, with the intent to go into my room to nut.

“Where are you going?” Austin asked.

I stood up and turned around, looking at that sexy man laying there in all his glory, his dick now soft.

“My balls are aching so fucking bad, I have to cum,” I stated, pointing at my dick which was rock hard and pointing right at him through my underwear.

“You don’t have to leave,” he said, much to my surprise.

What a tough decision - go back to my room and jack off alone to the pictures I had taken of his ass, or I could just jack off right next to him looking at his naked body. So I laid back down in the bed next to him and pulled my precum covered dick out, finally getting the freedom it craved.

“Can you sit on my face again for a few minutes while I jerk off?” I asked, hoping he wouldn’t mind.

“Sure,” Austin responded.

And with my face in his ass, tongue buried as deep in that tight hole as I could get, I had one of the most intense orgasms I have had in a long time, shooting a huge load of cum all over myself.

That night, in post orgasm bliss, we both fell asleep next to each other - neither one of us bothering to clean up or put clothes on.

— End of Part Two —

Stay tuned for more coming soon!
This is such a hot story! Can’t wait for the next part!
 
I appreciate the feedback on the story itself, that’s what I was really hoping for; some kind of confirmation that what I was writing was good and worth continuing. IF I was a totally horrible writer, I would hope someone would tell me to call it quits hahaha.
I only had time to read the first passage but it is a very well-written and engaging narrative so far.

And not that it matters, but I appreciate you saying upfront that it is a fantasy. In some weird but endearing way, it gives the story a more authentic and less contrived feel.

Lastly - and I have no right to say this as I am no author - but write for yourself. Craft the narrative(s) that make you smile, bring you joy and that you could come back to read and reread again.

Your stories needn’t be perfect to be enjoyable. Just authentic and relatable. This one is both. Cheers.
 
“Fuck yeah, tongue that hole,” he commanded. This dirty talk coming from him drove me fucking wild and made my dick twitch, feeling more precum oozing out.

I started to slowly work my tongue deeper and deeper into his tight hole, tongue fucking it. He seemed to enjoy that as his grunts of pleasure became more frequent and intense. He started rocking his hips back and forth, riding my tongue while he stroked his dick.

“I’m close,” Austin yelled out, quickly spinning around and adjusting so that his dick was positioned right at my mouth. I reached my two fingers underneath him and lightly rubbed his hole.

I took a quick moment to truly take in the view of his dick, which until now I had only caught glimpses of being otherwise preoccupied in his ass to pay much attention to. It looked to be about 7 or 7 ½ inches, pretty thick in girth, throbbing hard and twitching, but what perhaps turned me on eve more was the well groomed ginger pubes above the shaft. It only took a few strokes of that hard dick, his hand easily gliding up and down on it thanks to the lube his precum provided, before he was ready to blow.

“Fucking hell Micah, I’m gonna cum,” his voice filled with a deep urge to climax.

I quickly adjusted so that my head propped up on the pillows, an even angle with his dick and opened my mouth wide to receive his load. Much to my surprise, and delight, he put the tip of his dick in my mouth and I closed my lips tightly around it to ensure no cum escaped as he started exploding. He grunted, deep, manly grunts, as he unleashed rope after rope of his creamy cum in my mouth.

“Fuck yeah, take that load,” he demanded in between his grunts, continuing to unleash in my mouth.

Though he came the night before, he was drowning me in cum like he hadn’t gotten off in forever. I swallowed every last drop, savoring in the taste of his sweet cum. Somehow tasting even better than the sampling I had the night before.

“Damn that felt good,” Austin said, slowly removing the head from my mouth.

“You taste so fucking good,” I said with a smile, licking my lips.

“I do?” he asked, seemingly shocked by my statement.

“Yes sir, usually cum is kind of bland, maybe a little salty, rarely sweet. Yours is very sweet,” I responded.

“Well I’ve never tasted my own, so thanks for letting me know!” Austin responded.

I noticed some more cum oozing from his softening cock and I had to have it. Without hesitation, I leaned forward and used my tongue to gather it up.

“Not a drop wasted,” I declared with a very satisfied smile.

He laid himself down on the other side of the bed next to me, clearly spent after his orgasm. My dick twitched again in my boxer briefs, reminding me that I had not yet cum. Admittedly it felt a few times that I was so close to orgasm while eating his ass, I’m surprised I didn’t. My balls starting aching in need of release. I started to get up out of the bed, swinging my legs over the side, with the intent to go into my room to nut.

“Where are you going?” Austin asked.

I stood up and turned around, looking at that sexy man laying there in all his glory, his dick now soft.

“My balls are aching so fucking bad, I have to cum,” I stated, pointing at my dick which was rock hard and pointing right at him through my underwear.

“You don’t have to leave,” he said, much to my surprise.

What a tough decision - go back to my room and jack off alone to the pictures I had taken of his ass, or I could just jack off right next to him looking at his naked body. So I laid back down in the bed next to him and pulled my precum covered dick out, finally getting the freedom it craved.

“Can you sit on my face again for a few minutes while I jerk off?” I asked, hoping he wouldn’t mind.

“Sure,” Austin responded.

And with my face in his ass, tongue buried as deep in that tight hole as I could get, I had one of the most intense orgasms I have had in a long time, shooting a huge load of cum all over myself.

That night, in post orgasm bliss, we both fell asleep next to each other - neither one of us bothering to clean up or put clothes on.

— End of Part Two —

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