A Couple Of Stiff Drinks

The sound of a car pulling up in the drive, the sound of a car door opening then closing, foot steps walking up to the front door then DING DONG. Every noise, every sound he made seamed to cover the existence of every other sound around. I Yell out “Come in mate, the door is open” He comes inside and seeing me pouring a drink in the kitchen, strides over and says “I hope that one is for me”? I pass him the drink “Sure is, Jack on the rocks”. He likes his drinks unmixed, works well for me, tip the bottle up three times, throw in some ice, a quick stir and the job is done.

The drinks flow, they are going down like there is no tomorrow and I am feeling quite intoxicated when “Hey, I haven’t told you about my trip to Tae land”. “You went to Tae land”? I asked with genuine interest. “Yeah, Didn’t I tell you I was heading over there”? “No”. I replied. So the stories of the food, the cheap drinks, the bike tours, elephant rides, the crazy way people drive, and then last but most interesting, the sex shows, the girls and of course the sex he had poured from his mouth.

Half way through telling me about one particular girl that would do absolutely anything, and how she gave the best blow jobs ever, I said in a cheeky, hang a bit of crap on your friend type voice “Are you sure it was a chick? I heard the lady boys can be convincing” :Actually mate” he said “Look don’t tell anyone but, that girl was a lady boy” Noting the look of surprise on my face he quickly retracted his words “Ah ha, got you with that one I was only joking, as if I would fuck a guy” So I replied “I was looking forward to hearing the full details”. He paused for a moment, looked at me and said “Ok I will tell you, but if you ever tell” “Yeah yeah, I know you will kill me”. Then I said Then tell me the details.

Wow what a story, I had no idea that one of my best friends had such a filthy mind. I feel my cock growing in my jeans and hope he doesn’t notice the change going on inside them, that is when I looked over and noticed that he also had a hard cock in his pants. To distract my self momentarily I ask if he would do a lady boy again “Hell yeah” he said “If all blow jobs were like that, I’d let a hairy biker suck me off”.

When opportunity knocks and the smallest gap in the door is open, it is time to swing it wide and walk right on through are my thoughts. “YoIt must’ve been good” I said “You’re sitting here and it looks to me like you have a hard on” He looks momentarily alerted to the fact that he did have a raging boner in his pants. With out a second thought or hesitation I ask if he would like to put it in my mouth.

He smiles, he starts to laugh obviously thinking that I am joking. “Yeah mate, yeah go for it”. he says and laughs some more. I am not smiling though, with his head tilted back and the sound of laughter coming out of his mouth I kneel before him and undo his button and zip and place his cock in my mouth. The laughter stops and I look up to see he is not smiling any more.

“Oh fuck” he says “that is feeling pretty fucking good”. Taking that for it’s a sign to keep going, I suck with more enthusiasm. I never realised he had such a well developed cock, I guess I’ve never really had the chance to take a look before let alone have it in my mouth. I become more aroused thinking about what I am actually doing right now. Stroking and sucking looking at the head of his cock glistening with my saliva, I want to feel it in my ass.

I suddenly remove his cock from my mouth and stand up. “Hey, don’t stop” he said :Don’t worry, I have no intentions of that” I reply lifting my jumper off over my head and taking off my boots and jeans to reveal that I am warring a sexy lacy dress and fish net suspenders beneath. Cross dressing, another thing I have developed a liking for over the past couple of years. “Well look at you, If I didn’t know better, I’d say you had something planed before I got here”. he said. I replied “No I have it under my clothes most of the time, because I like how it feels”.

With a slight smirk on his face he then says, “so, what do I call you now”? Do you have a girls name to go along with that:? I roll my eyes back in my head as I wonder what the joke is considering I have just been sucking his dick. I shrug it off “You can call me anything you want, as long as you can show me how you fucked that lady boy”. “Ok” he says while standing up and removing his clothes. “Turn around and let me take a look at you from behind”.

I turn so my back is to him “Hmmm, not to bad, another drink and you’ll look like the real thing” he said jokingly. “Do you want to cum or not”? I ask to stop his wise guy remarks in their tracks. “Go and kneel up on your couch facing the back of it” he demands of me I do what he says and my ass is pointing toward him. I expected to feel him push his cock straight in my ass, but no, instead I feel hands gently spread my ass apart and a warm wet tung lick around and probing in and out of my ass, that I can feel wanting to open.

“Holly fucking shit” I think “Is he trying to suck out my insides”? This is what I ask my self as he sucks on my ass hole that hard that I can feel it stretching out in to his mouth while at the same time he is trying to reach my tonsils with his tung, and it is feeling fucking brilliant. He stops and I feel a little disappointed and want my ass sucked more but the disappointment is short lived as I feel the thick head of his cock stretching my arse open as it begins to make it’s way into my wet ass.

Slowly he works his long thick shaft in to my ass, gradually slipping deeper and deeper with each long stroke of his cock. “Just shove it in there and fuck me” I spit out in frustration, with hardly realising that I am saying it. “ok then” he says, then grabs me by the hips with both hands and drives his cock hard and deep in to my ass. “Fuck Yes” I half yell and half grown out “Fuck Yes, Fuck my fucking ass” I keep yelling as he rests a hand on my back to rock me back and forth on to his rock solid cock.

Wanting his cock back in my mouth, I rock far forward making his cock leave my ass, and quickly move out the way before he can jam it back in. “Sit on the couch” I asked, well I guess I ordered. He turns around and sits down leaving his ten? eleven? no could it be a twelve? or thirteen inch cock sticking up in the air. I get to my knees and start sucking his dick, again, this time glistening with the wetness from my ass. I rub his shaft over the sides of my face and kiss and lick his smooth plump nob.

Making sure that I don’t keep sucking until there is no saliva left in my mouth, I kneel over him on the couch, line his tremendous cock up with my ass and sit all the way down. Moving, bouncing ever so slowly on top of him, I can tell by the groans and the throbbing of his cock in my ass, that he is getting ready to cum. I begin to bounce up and down faster and faster, driving down hard on to the pulsating mass inside me.

Ah fuck, ah fuck ah fuck, I’m going to cum” he says in a voice that sounded more like he was in pain. “Do it” I said “Do it, cum in my ass”. Grabbing me by the hips again, he pushes me up and down while he thrusts in and out slamming my ass hard, then he pulls me down hard on his cock and spurts a fountain of cum into my ass. Fuck I can feel it all in there a fucking massive load, I get off his cock and start sucking it again, sucking and jerking, jerking and sucking the cum from his cock.

“Ah Fuck, I’m going to cum again” he groans, I keep going and feel his cock begin to throb, NO convulse in my throat as he lets another load go equally as large as the first. I feel it squirting in my throat then pull it out and jerk it until the rest of the cum has shot all over my face. To my surprise he lays across the couch and motions for me to sit on his face. I get my self in position over the top of him allowing him to lick and suck the cum from my ass until I have jerked the cum right out of my cock.

Standing at the front door and saying good buy “Well thanks for coming around today mate”. He replies “nNo problems man, thanks for the drinks and thanks for having me”. To me having him was not a problem at all, in fact, it was a pleasure. I can feel a wetness between my ass cheeks while standing awquidley with neither of us knowing what to say next. He walks to his car and gets in, opens his car window and says “Drinks again next weekend”? I reply “How about some more drinks now”? I ask as he winds the window up and opens the car door to get out and walk back inside.