Men Enjoying Breakfast Together

 

You feel like omelets and sausage this morning, so you are preparing the vegetables.

You have the sausages simmering as you prepare to make the omelets. As you are dicing a pepper, and slicing a tomato. I come up behind you, put my arms around your body. You feel my warm lips and stubble on the back of your neck.

I softly kiss your neck as I hug you.

“Good Morning. What are you making?”

“Omelets. Can you mix the eggs & milk?” You ask.

“Sure.” I let go of you and pour a cup of coffee. Take a sip, and then grab a mixing bowl.

I set down my cup, and then one handed, I crack and open eggs into the bowl. You grate fresh cheese as I add milk to the bowl and whisk it.

You put a skillet on the stove and heat it up. I kiss your mouth as I add peppers, tomatoes, and cheese to the mix. You reach into my shorts and stroke my hardening cock.

You let go. Wash your hand, and add butter to the hot skillet. Moving the melting butter with a spatula, it sizzles.

I move behind you and you feel my hard cock press against your ass, only separated by my shorts, and yours. I dump the mixture onto the hot skillet. I put the bowel on the counter, and slowly caress your chest as you make sure the mixture spreads evenly.

You feel the heat from the stove and the warmth of my hands as I caress you. “Suck my cock.” You tell me.

You turn so the stove is by you, with your back is against the counter.

I get on my knees. I pull down your shorts . And you feel my tongue slowly licking around the tip and then up and down your thick shaft. You flip the omelet. You hear me inhale the smell of the cooking eggs, mixed with your musky scent.

You feel my mouth slowly suck your hard cock. The tip going against the back of my throat. My tongue rubs the ridge as I take it as deeply as I can. Tasting your pre-cum. You put one hand on my head and thrust, holding it as you cum. I swallow it all.

“I need some plates.”

I get up and grab two plates and then kiss your mouth. You taste your cum on my mouth. You turn off the stove and put the omelets on each plate.

As you sit at the table, your food in front of you, sitting on the edge of your chair, with your legs spread wide.

I crawl under the table and you feel my hands softly caressing your bare thighs.

You spread some jam on the fresh toast, and enjoy the fruity smell of it as it spreads across the surface. I softly kiss inside your thigh, just above the knee.

You take a bite of the toast, feeling the crisp texture and sweet flavor in your mouth, as you feel my lips slowly kissing up the inside of your left thigh.

My hair is rubbing across the skin of your right thigh, as you take a sip of your strong coffee. You taste the dark bitter flavor of recently roasted coffee beans. The coffee is hot and rich as you sip it.

You feel me pull your hardening cock from your shorts and my warm breath between your legs. My tongue slowly goes up and down your shaft and then around your tip.

You cut into the omelet, and take a forkful to your mouth. The eggs and warm vegetables, so warm and tasty. You feel my mouth on your cock and it feels so good.

Taking your knife, you slowly cut into the sausage. It also smells so good. You take a bite of it. It’s warm smoky and spicy flavor fills your mouth.

I slowly lick around your tip again, and then take it deep into my mouth. You feel my hand grab your tightening balls.

You take another sip of your coffee, holding the cup in both hands and focusing on how good my mouth feels. You move your hips, trying to hump against my mouth.

You set down your coffee and take another bite of sausage, thinking that the salty flavor reminds you of my cock. You then reach one hand under the table and grab my hair.

I suck you deeper as you hold my face pressed against you. My nose rubs you. You focus on me, forgetting the rest of the food on your plate.

You grab my head with both hands and hump my mouth harder.

“Yes, you feel so good. I want to cum in your mouth.” The waves of pleasure build inside of you. You feel my warm wet mouth fully engulfing you as it pulses and throbs.

You try to steady your breath as you loosen your hold on me.

I crawl out from under the table, walk to the kitchen and pour a cup of coffee. “Is everything alright with your breakfast?” I ask with a smile.

Storm at the Beach House

Your family owns a beach house. Ownership has passed from family member to family member. You were given the key, and told that you and one of your cousins, are now the joint owners of it.

A major storm was going to hit the region, so you went to the house to get it ready. You aren’t sure when the last time anyone used the place, so you picked enough groceries to last for a while.

You pull up and unload the supplies from your SUV, pulling off your shirt because it is unseasonably warm.

As you are putting things away in the pantry, you hear a voice. “Who are you? And what are you doing?”

You turn around and answer “I’m restocking the pantry. What does it look like I’m doing? This is my house.”

“This is my house too.” He tells you. As you stand and face him, you see him look at your bare chest, and tight shorts. “Oh, I heard that the other set of keys was went to a cousin.” He walks forward and extends his hand. “I heard on the news that a storm was going to hit and wanted to get this old place ready.”

You shake his hand and smile, noticing his broad chest under his tight t-shirt and loose unbuttoned denim work shirt.

“I’m here for the same thing. I wanted to make sure I had food and water just in case thing got bad.” The two of you talk as he helps you put away supplies.

He’s your Uncle’s son. You hadn’t really known that part of the family. He tells you his plan to put on the storm boards, and make sure the house is secure. You agree, because it is what you wanted to do too, and it will be easier with two people.

In the storage shed you find a number of thick wooden boards that have holes drilled in the corners. As you look at the window frames you see large carriage bolts that are used to secure the boards.

It takes the two of you working together to cover the windows on the bottom floor. You are both sweating from the work.

“How do we do the windows on the upper floor?” You ask. Searching the shed, you don’t find any more boards. “Maybe the upstairs boards are in the house.” He says.

After a few minutes of searching, he finds that there are smaller boards in a storage closet.“How do we put on these ones?” He asks.

“I know that, we use the balcony and walk on the roof of the porch. I used to sneak out on summer nights and watch the stars and the waves from there.” You say.

You both carry the boards to the balcony then you climb up, and get onto the roof of the porch. The windows are easy to reach from there. He hands you all of the boards and then you pull him up too. His hand feels strong in yours as you help him up. After a few minutes, you both secure the upper windows.

You see dark thick clouds rolling in from the ocean. “It is a good thing we finished up. Let’s get inside.” You say.

You close and secure the French doors on the balcony as the rain starts. “Just in time. I’m sweaty and tired. Should we clean up, and have something to eat?” You ask. You are not modest at all and you strip off your shorts and pull a towel from the linen closet.

“Wow! You just strip naked just like that.” He says in a shocked voice. 

“Of course, it’s just us guys, and I want to shower before the storm hits.” You start the shower. You soap up and wash the sweat off of you. 

“Is there room for another in there? I don’t want you to use all the hot water.”

“Come on in.” You say. As he steps in you are soaping your soft cock and balls.

“Um can I have the soap?” He asks a little nervously.

You hand him the bar. “I’m almost done” and you rinse yourself off thoroughly. You glance down and notice that he has a nice cock, and you are sure that he was staring at yours. “I’ll go and cook something.” You say as you step from the shower and towel yourself dry. You grab a clean pair of shorts from your bag that you put one of the bedrooms, and go to the kitchen.

You hear the wind blow harder and the rain is drumming against the storm boards. He comes into the kitchen wearing a thick bathrobe. “I don’t feel like pulling things out of my bag. I found this in the closet.” It’s a thick terry cloth robe from the 1970’s.

He sits down at the kitchen table as you are cooking some sausages in an iron skillet.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“You just did,” you say in a light tone. “Sure, ask whatever you want.”You hear thunder echo in the distance.

“Are you gay?”

“I’m bisexual. Why do you ask?”

He swallows nervously. “How do you guys do it? How do you suck a man’s dick?”

You use a fork to flip the sausages and move them in the pan. “I do it similarly to how I suck a clit on a woman. If I find someone attractive, I want to take time and give them pleasure. Don’t you do that for your wife?”

He coughs as the storm gets louder. “I don’t like to lick pussy. I just want to fuck her and cum.” But as he says it he looks almost ashamed. “I bet that makes me a selfish bastard.”

“I does, but I think you can learn. The goal is to give pleasure. It’s like cooking. The goal is to make something that everyone will enjoy, not just one person.” You say as you move the sausages in the pan and turn down the heat. “Have you ever sucked cock?” You ask him directly.

“No! Never. Guys like me don’t do that.” He says in a defensive tone.

You walk up to him and lean over him. In a low tone you ask “Have you ever wanted to?” He swallows nervously. “I saw you looking at me all day. Especially in the shower. You want to touch it, don’t you.” You say in a low seductive voice.

The noise from the storm increases. You whisper in his ear “It’s just you and me. No one will know.”

You pull your cock from your shorts. He reaches for it. “That’s it, take it and slowly stroke it, like you do yours.” You feel his rough fingers as he takes it. He slowly strokes it. “Think about what you like most when you want your wife to suck you.”

“But she thinks…” “Shhhhh. Just put the tip to your lips and kiss it.” His lips are wet and soft. He kisses your tip nervously. Then you feel his tongue on it. “That’s it. Slowly lick it.” You say encouragingly. He slowly licks down your hardening shaft. You reach down and cradle your balls. “Take it in your mouth and feel it.” You say in a deep voice.

He opens his mouth and he slowly feeds your hard cock into it. His mouth is warm and wet as he closes his lips around you. “Now suck gently” you say. You feel the suction of his mouth. It is a gentle pressure.

It feels so good. You let go of your balls and place your hands on his head. He sucks a bit harder. You feel his tongue along the ridge of your cock as you start to flex your hips. You press it deeper into his mouth. He gags a bit and takes it out. He strokes it, all lubed with his saliva. His hand feels really good too.

You hear the noises of the storm as the rain pounds harder against the house. You lean closer to his ear, and whisper “If you let me cum in your mouth, you can fuck my ass.”

He continues stroking and hold it to his lips. Just the excitement of thinking about cumming in his mouth has you at the edge. Your cock is slick with your pre-cum. He puts it in his mouth and you tighten your grip around his head. You feel the wave of pleasure building and your cock throbs as you spurt in his mouth. He wasn’t expecting it. He lets go of you and spits.

“It is okay. That felt really good. And now you know what it feels like to suck a dick.” You say with a devilish grin.

There is a lightning strike near the house. It shakes with thunder, and the lights flicker. You both look at each other. “Let’s check and make sure everything is still secure.”

You turn off the stove. The sausages are ready. But they will keep. You both look around the lower level of the house. Everything is still secure. So you both go upstairs. After a quick check, the upstairs is still good too.

You are both at the top of the stairs and you point to the bedroom with your bag. “We don’t have to go back down to the kitchen just yet.” You walk into the bedroom, open your bag and pull out a tube of lube. “If you want you can fuck my ass here?”

You pull off your shorts and get on the bed, you squat so your ass is open and ready. You squirt some lube and rub it along the crack of your ass.

He just stands there and watches. You lube a finger and work the lube in. You make the opening of your ass nice and slick. “That’s it. You want to fuck me. Show me that you aren’t gay. Show me what a man you are.” You say in a low seductive voice. You thrust two fingers in and out of your ass.

You see him open his robe. He is hard. He gets right behind you. “You want me to show you what a man I am?” You feel his hands on your hips. He spreads your ass cheeks and presses his hard dick against your puckered hole. It slides in nicely due to the lube. He works it in and out. Going deeper with each thrust. He grabs your hips firmly.

“Yea, I’m gonna fuck your ass. I am gonna fuck you like a sissy.” He is breathing harder. He is working it in and out. He feels so good inside of you. Your cock is so hard from it, too.

As he fucks you harder, he grabs your hair and pulls it. “You came in my mouth. I am going to cum in your ass.” He grunts in an angry tone. His meat-stick feels so slick. You know it is from his pre-cum, and he won’t last much longer.

“I bet your wife won’t let you cum in her ass.” you say in a seductive tone. You hear anger in his voice as he thrusts and holds it.

“No, she won’t, ‘Anal Sexy is Dirty’ she says” he says in an angry tone. “Take my cum, whore” he angrily yells. You feel his cock fill your ass with his hot cum. It feels so good. His anger and rage turn you on too. You shoot cum again, too. 

You feel his sweat drip on your back. He is breathing hard and slowly slides his softening dick from your ass. You feel his jizz drip from your ass as yours drips from your schlong.

You notice that the storm is starting to lessen. You still hear the rain, but it doesn’t seem as hard. You grab a towel from your bag and wipe the cum from your ass and softening cock.

He goes to the bathroom and washes his dick clean. You pull on your shorts, and walk towards him as he closes his robe.

“Let’s go downstairs and eat. I don’t know about you, I am hungry, and I think the storm is starting to let up.” you say.

He looks a little embarrassed, “Yea, I am hungry and could eat. What were you cooking downstairs?”

You smile at him, knowingly “Sausages, long and thick. One mild and one Spicy. Which one do you want?” you ask with a wink.

Men Shopping Together

 

After having breakfast, you and I talk about going shopping, early in the morning. Today’s weather is warm, so I am wearing my cargo shorts, and a light t-shirt, while you are wearing jeans and a t-shirt which accents your muscles.

“Do you want to go to the mall? Or do you need to go somewhere else?” I ask. “I could use a few things for the house, and maybe an outfit or two. Or if money is tight, we can just pick the things we need.”

“We can go shopping, before the weather gets too warm” you say.

We get into your vehicle and start going down the road. I notice a large lump in your front pocket. “Should I ask what’s in your pocket, or is it a surprise?”

“You will have to wait and see.” you say with a grin.

After a while, as we get closer to a large shopping center, you take a hand off the steering wheel and place it on my knee, “I need to buy you some new shorts. I can’t have you walking around in those all the time, they make me wanna fuck you everywhere.” You squeeze my knee.

I lean closer. “Mmmm I like the idea of folks seeing you hard as you walk around.” I say playfully.

You sigh, as you pull into the parking lot. We get out of the vehicle and walk together. You look down and shake your head as you check me out as I walk ahead of you. The shorts just show my ass so well. You comment “I can literally see each cheek in them.”

I slow down. “I think that store has a “summer blow out” sale. Shall we take a look?” I ask as I take your hand and lead you to a clothing store.

Near the front of the store, you see various “Sale” signs for women’s and kid’s apparel. But I continue to pull you deeper into the store, towards the men’s wear section.

“Let’s see what that looks like.” you say as you smack my ass, starting to get a little turned on. “Do ya’ think I can get you a small thong in here?” you ask

I turn and kiss your cheek. “We shall see.”

We follow the signs to men’s summer wear, seeing various shorts and shirts.

I pick up one at a time and hold them up for you. “Should I take some of these to the dressing room and try them?”

You smile wickedly at me, “You can take them to try on but I’m coming in there with you.” You notice that the swimsuit section has Speedos.

“Of course you are coming with me. I want your honest opinion.” I say playfully.

“I know you do.” You respond as you grab a Speedo.

The dressing rooms are small, but large enough for two people.

Looking around you say “Well, I’ll just sit on the bench in the room, you show off for me.”

I close the door behind us and strip off my shorts.

My ass cheek is still pink from where you smacked it earlier.

I slowly try on the first pair of shorts. They are old style “board shorts”.

“Does this cover too much?” I ask.

You make a turnaround motion with your hand. “Let me see.” Nodding but slightly frowning, “Not my favorite.” I pull them off to try on another one. As I am bent over, showing my naked ass, you comment. “Way better.”

I see the Speedo still in your hand, so I step out of the board shorts, take it from you, and slide them on.

They are snug around my ass and crotch, nicely outlining my dick. Shaking my ass, I ask “Do you like this better?”

“Oh fuck. Your body is looking good. Let me see a little closer” You say as you grab me. My ass is facing you as I walk backwards towards you.

You pat your knee as you have me sit on your lap.

I rub your chest and kiss your neck “Mmmm… That feels good.” you say in a low tone.

“But don’t you want me to try on a few more things first?” I ask as move my ass, rubbing your crotch, once again noticing the large lump in a front pocket which is the opposite side of where your cock is growing in your jeans.

“You sure are sliding your ass in a certain part my lap. Are you sure you want to keep trying things on?” You whisper in my ear.

I turn and whisper into your ear. “If you want me to ride you here, then you need to be still. I don’t want us to get thrown out.”

I stand up, undo your jeans and pull them down a bit.

You move the fabric of the Speedo to the side. “Keep it on while you sit down on me.”

“Of course.” I whisper back.

Your cock is standing tall and firm as I rub the crack of my ass along it.

Slowly moving back and forth, up and down. Giving you a lap dance.

You comment in a low tone, “Make sure you don’t moan too loud. I know you like to be vocal.” You grab my hips and squeeze my ass.“Keep dancing,” you moan.

I spread my ass cheeks and press the tip of your hard cock against my tight hole. “Shall I ride you reverse cowboy?”

“Yep” you loudly whisper, as you guide my ass downwards. My asshole feels so tight as I press down a bit and take your tip deeper.

Slowly I bounce up and down.

You look in the mirror in front of us watching my face. “Fuck you look hot.” you exhale in a hoarse whisper.

I continue taking you deeper with each bounce.

You watch your cock disappear as I take you fully. I close my eyes in pleasure.

Then I lean forward and twerk with your hard cock in my ass.

You feel my ass shake with your thick cock inside of me. It feels so tight around you.

“Fuck. You can really twerk. Yeah, shake that ass on this cock.” you say louder.

I shake it side to side a bit as I go up and down, biting my lower lip to stifle a grunt of pleasure.

You pull my head towards you and whisper in my ear. “You’re all the way down now. Fuck. ride me. let’s cum in the dressing room. I want your cum in that speedo.”

Turning my head, I whisper back “Cum in my ass.”

I feel your hand reach up and stroke my hard dick.

“Fuck. Your face just looks entranced riding me.” you comment under your breath.

I focus fucking my ass harder with your cock.

“If you want me to cum, stroke me.” I say in a hoarse whisper.

Gripping my dick harder, you stroke it faster as I try not to moan.

You feel my asshole tighten around your cock as I am getting closer to orgasming.

Your hand feels slick with my pre-cum.

I lean back against you, making soft, slutty noises.

“Fill my asshole. Make me cum.” I whisper.

We hear footsteps outside of the room as someone enters the dressing room next to us.

I clamp my hand over my mouth and breathe harder as I am about to cum.

You stroke my hard dick quicker, as my asshole is so tight around your thick hard cock.

You feel so hard in my ass, I don’t think you will last longer.

My hot cum spurts and dribbles all over your hand and the front of the speedo.

Then you bust inside of me, filling me up.

I feel your cock pulse and shoot your hot cum inside of my ass.

I slowly rise up. Cum drips from my ass.

“How am i ever gonna get this cleaned up off of me?” you ask, pointing to the jizz on your thigh and lap.

“Let me clean that.” I whisper.

You reach into your jeans still on the floor, and pull out ‘Ol’ Faithful’, my favorite butt plug. “Where do you think you’re going? you need to stay filled up.”

“OOOh. That’s what was in your pocket?” I whisper playfully.

You whisper back, “I thought we might need it, because you were wearing your sexy shorts.”

I bend over and you quickly slide it in, fitting it snuggly, then, I turn around and take your softening cock, getting on my knees, sucking and licking it clean.

“Fuck. your ass is so fat and juicy, and your mouth is so talented. I don’t know how to handle you.” you say softly

“You know you love me.” I say between sucks.

I quickly change back into my clothing.

“Let’s check out. We can model more back home.” gathering up all of the shorts and shirts I picked out.

“Fuck,” you say as you zip up your jeans, “You’re such a slut.”

I kiss you and wink suggestively.

Leaving the room, we notice the guy from the fitting room next to us. He raises and eyebrow and shakes his head, knowingly.

We go to the checkout counter. The lady ringing us up notices the stains on the Speedo. “Are you sure you want these. I think someone stained them.”

“It doesn’t matter ma’am. We will take them as is.” I respond with a wink.

She looks at us strangely but scans it anyways along with the other clothing.

As you pay, she comments, “I hope you found everything you wanted.”

Putting my hand on your lower back. “Of course we did. Your store has everything we want. And we love your ‘Big Blow Out Sales’. We’ll be back for more next time.” I say with a wink, then we leave and go home.

One we are in the house, I model the rest of the outfits one at a time, taking breaks between each outfit as we pleasure each other. “We had a great day shopping.”

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Driven Home after Drinking at a Club

 You call for a driver to pick you up from a club. After a fun night, you want to go home. You’re still a little horny, but you know you need to go home.

You’ve got work in the morning. On your phone app there is a description of the car. A mid-sized SUV. That one that all the car companies make, good gas mileage and a decent backseat, with storage behind.

Your mind drifts off to a couple of people you could have tried to hook up with at the club, but the last time you did that you woke up in a strange motel and were late to work. “I’m not doing that again.” You think.

A car pulls up. He confirms he’s your driver and you sit in the back seat. You stretch out. You feel a little buzzed from the drinks & dancing.

“How was your night?” He asks.

“Oh, it was good enough. But I’m going home by myself.” You say relaxedly.

“So, am I taking you home to the Mrs. or a Mr. even?” He asks in a light tone. “I’m only asking because you seem like a nice guy, and I’d hate for you to get in trouble with the ‘other half’.”

“No, I’m not married. I’m just going home to my empty apartment.” you reply.

“If you are all alone, are you going straight to bed?” He asks.

“Do you have other pick-ups tonight?” You ask. You like how he looks. You could have him pull into a side street and maybe a quickie in the car, you think.

“No, you are the only one I have right now. Is there something you want?”

He looks at you in the rear-view mirror. 

“If I ask you to pull off, would you like me to suck your cock?” you ask in a playful tone.

“Shall I pull over here, or take you closer to your home?” he asks.

You think about it. “Get me closer. There is a commuter lot near my apartment. It should be empty and we can be alone there.”

After a few minutes he pulls into the lot. He picks a darkened spot, and parks it.

He gets out and opens the rear door. “Let me make some more room.” he says.

You get out for a moment and stand up.

He folds up the back seat arm rest. Now the back seat is a bench. He lies down on it, undoing his pants, and pulls out his hardening dick.

Even though the area is dark, you can tell he has a nice cock. You bend over his crotch. You grab the base of his shaft. You feel it get harder as you grip it.

Slowly lick around the head, the spongy tip feels good.

Then you lick up and down the veiny shaft, enjoying how it feels against your tongue.

“Mmmm you are good at this.” He says. He puts his hands behind his head and lets you control his cock.

You put the tip in your mouth and suck. Your saliva drips down the shaft.

His thick firm shaft is lubed by your saliva.

You take his lovely cock deeper into your mouth. As you suck him deeper, you caress his tightening balls.

“Mmmmm That feels sooooo good.” He moans.

You stop sucking and stroke him harder. “Do you want to fuck my ass?” you ask as you squeeze his shaft firmly.

“Oh, hell yea!” he says.

You move back so he can get up. You pull down your pants and underwear and climb on the back seat. You are on your hands and knees as you feel his hands on your ass.

You feel his tongue slowly lick up and down the crack of your ass. It feels slick and smooth. His hands hold your ass open and you feel the tip of his tongue enter you.

“Mmmm Oh Yes!” you groan.

You feel him move, the head of his hard wet cock moving up and down the crack of your ass.

“I am going to fuck that tight little asshole of yours.” He says as you feel the tip push into your open hole.

He grips your hips and slowly works it in and out of your tight ass.

As he thrusts deeper, you feel his shaft open your ass even more. He spits on your ass. He adds his saliva to lube his cock and thrusts deeper.

You bite your lower lip. “His cock feels so good” you think.

He pulls your ass tighter against his pelvis. You feel his entire cock inside of you. Grabbing your hips, he fucks you faster.

You feel his balls slap against yours. Your cock is hard. You’re going to cum.

“Ooohhh Yesss.” You feel pleasure moving though you.

“Yea, Take it.” He says as thrusts and holds it inside of you.

You feel him throb inside of you as your ass pulses around him as you orgasm too. Your jizz shoots onto his back seat as he fills your ass with his.

He slowly pulls from your ass. “That was so good. But let me drop you off at your home.” He says as he pulls up his pants and you pull up yours too. His wad leaking from your ass.

You sit back down, as he gets behind the wheel.

In a minute, the car pulls up in front of your apartment building. 
 “Normally I ask for a tip, but you already gave me more than I asked for. Though a good rating on the app would be nice too.” He says as you get out.

He drives away, and you get out your phone. “Yea, I can give him 5 Stars” you think, as you go inside and get cleaned up.