Afternoon Quickie

“She’s gone.”

He felt his gym shorts slide down his hips and thighs to the floor, two hands then gripping his waist as a face was mushed into his ass crack and a wide, strong tongue slid into his asshole and began digging into him, a moan escaping his lips as the car slid down the road and out of view.

The man receiving analingus stood at 5’10” and weighed about 200lbs, muscular but not toned. A working man’s body, well accustomed to a long day of hard work.

The man at his feet, burying his eager tongue into an equally eager ass, was 5’7” when standing, softer than the other man but no less muscled, the body of a reticent power lifter. Pot bellied, prominent man boobs, thick thighs and a fat ass that combined in a body that, when pressed, was capable of amazing bursts of strength.

The man standing at the kitchen window reached behind him and spread both of his ass cheeks to give the other man better access, his wide tongue firmly spearing his pulsating fuckhole in a steady rhythm as saliva dripped down his chin.

“Fuck man, you couldn’t have waited until she’d turned the oh my god the fucking corner?”

The shorter man stopped tongue fucking him long enough to mutter a quick “Nope” before plunging back in, his free hands now finding the other’s turgid prick and slowly, lovingly jacking it with his right while his left began fondling his testicles, making sure he spread his precum over the entire 7” shaft with every down stroke, coating the cock in a sticky slime of translucent cream.

“Fuck, man, you’re making me come already!” he then grunted as his asshole tightened and pushed the tongue from him, his balls retracting and then releasing several thick ropes of ejaculate down and out of his thick cock, spraying the cabinet beneath the sink with hot jizz.

Standing with a self satisfied grin on his saliva smeared face, the man behind turned his panting partner around and pushed his shoulders downward, indicating his desire to have him on his knees.