Pride Story

I could feel the heat of his body against my skin as he reached
up and held the fixing in place. "Try that now, the
screws are behind you. Careful it doesn't go in sideways
again, these screws are cunts to get straight."

I stepped back and caught sight of his bare chest, the fine
platinum blond hairs around his nipples standing out against
the tan. His arms extended above his head, more muscular than I remembered them. I picked up the screwdriver and
stood back on the bed beside him. I placed my hand on top of
his to steady the screw as I tightened it, and breathed in
his smell. His smell never changed, he'd worn the same
cologne since he was 18. It was warm, intoxicating, it drove
me wild. My hard-on was now raging in my jeans, and I shifted
uneasily in an attempt to conceal it. Sara, Garrett's
fiancée, was popping back and forth to check on our progress
as we fixed the light fitting she'd been nagging for.
I was praying silently that it would subside a little before
she came back when she burst into the room looking for her
car keys, she was late for work.

I'd been back home for three days and hadn't yet
had the chance to have a proper catch up with Garrett, my
cousin and childhood best friend. When he asked if I'd
help him fix a new light fitting in his house, I jumped at
the chance, and grabbed a few beers to relax with afterwards.
Every summer since I was 16 we'd end up in bed together,
some holiday seasons, too. But I wasn't sure whether
this year would be different. Garrett was 28 now, engaged,
and there was talk of selling the sports car for a family
friendly estate. Memories of the summer we'd spent
together when I was 16 raced through my mind, my cock now
standing proud in my jeans. I was hoping that he'd be
the first to make a move, if he wanted to, to spare me the embarrassment
of rejection if he didn't. I picked up the last screw
and began tightening it in the ceiling as I watched Sara
through the window start the car and drive out of the street.
Garrett gave it a few nudges to be sure it was secure, then
stepped down from the bed. "Right, I think we deserve
a beer after that. Stay here and I'll switch the power
back on on my way up." I nodded, and stepped back from
the fitting cautiously.

I sat down on the other side of the bed and adjusted my dick
in my briefs frantically trying to hide my now painful erection.
The power came on, and the new light fitting struggled to
shine its light through the bright early afternoon sunshine
that was pouring in through the window. Garrett appeared
with two cold beers, and we toasted a job well done. He stood
in front of me and took a long swig of his beer. Running his
free hand across his glistening chest and down his torso
as he drank. "Well, it works. Shall we go downstairs
now?" I ventured.

"Why would you want to go down there?" he asked
me, smiling. I didn't have an answer.

Sensing the obvious tension, Garrett took my beer off me
and put both bottles down on the dresser. He smiled as he
approached me again, still sitting on the edge of the bed.
He grabbed hold of my shoulders, and pushed me back onto
the bed, climbing on top of me. My mouth opened instinctively
as he brought his lips closer to mine, and I closed my eyes
as I felt his tongue slide into my mouth. Nobody in this world
kissed me like Garrett did. He bit my lip playfully and I
opened my eyes to see him smiling at me. "I'm glad
you came today, I've been dying for an excuse to see
you since you got here. I missed you." "I missed you, too" I sighed. I felt the tension
that had been building all afternoon melt away as he kissed
me again, the sweet taste of beer still in his mouth. I slid
my right hand slowly up his back, until I reached the back
of his head and pulled him closer, deeper into my mouth.
He was moaning now as I swallowed our saliva, and he began
grinding his cock against mine through our jeans. The precum
I'd been leaking all afternoon had soaked into my boxer
shorts, and felt cold on my skin as he pressed against me.
I grabbed his arse firmly with both hands and began thrusting
against him as he fucked back against my cock.

We were breathing heavily now, and I felt my balls begin
to tighten as we lapped at each others mouths and tongues.
I wanted more than this, I wanted all of him. I rolled him
over onto his back and straddled him as I kissed his neck,
nibbling gently, making him moan and thrust his cock against
me hard. I kissed his chest and flicked my tongue across
his nipples, feeling them harden as I did so. I teased them
with my teeth, and slid my hand down his torso, his abs twitching,
and unzipped his jeans. Garrett pushed my head down towards
his crotch, "Suck it." I was only too happy to
oblige. I slid his jeans off, and took in the sight of his
almost seven inch member, now engorged with blood and leaving
a silvery trail of precum behind on his stomach. He pushed
my head towards his cock again, I spat on it and began licking
the underbelly of his rod, spreading my saliva and teasing
him with my tongue. He reached underneath me, took a firm
hold of his dick and pulled my head onto it. He let out a moan
and arched his back as I closed my lips around him, close
to the base of his shaft. His sweet precum began coating
the back of my tongue. "Oh fuck, that's it. Suck
it for me." He began fucking my mouth slowly, now pushing
the full length of his cock into my throat and holding it
there for a few seconds. I felt the head of his dick swell
in my throat as he gasped, then he released me. I fought the
urge to swallow, instead spitting a wad of saliva onto his
cock before diving onto it again. "Yeah that's
it, slobber all over it. Make it nice and wet for me, baby."
He pushed his full length into me again, and I once again
felt his precum sliding down the back of my tongue and throat,
slightly cold, very sweet. He held me onto him for a few seconds,
moaning loudly now as I felt him swell inside me. This time
he didn't release me, he pulled my head off of his cock
and towards his face, opened my mouth with his fingers and
spat into it. "Soak it, you cock sucker! Make love
to that dick!"

Spit now rolled down his shaft and dripped from his balls
onto the bed. I coated my fingers, and pressed them against
his hole, circling it and coating it with our juices. He
snatched his cock out of my mouth and pushed my face down
towards his asshole, lifting his legs. I bit the cheek of
his butt, but he wasn't in the mood to play, he grabbed
hold of my head again and pushed my face into his asshole
again. "Eat it Kage, eat my ass!" I parted his
buttocks with my hands and tried to force my tongue into
his tight hole. As I licked and kissed, he loosened up a little
allowing me deeper inside him. I slid a finger inside him,
then two, and parted him, allowing my tongue further inside
him, making love to his smooth guts with my tongue. His balls
slapped my forehead as he beat his cock furiously above
me. His hole twitched and clamped down onto my tongue and
fingers as he got closer to the edge. I began eating him viciously
now, my tongue aching from trying to force it further inside
him. He twitched and grabbed my head, pulling me onto his
cock. "I need to cum, NOW!" I slid two fingers
as deep inside his man cunt as I could, against a lot of resistance,
and pushed hard. No sooner had I closed my lips around his
shaft than he began bucking wildly, and unloaded into my
mouth. His ass gripped my fingers and his dick throbbed
as he shot string after string of spunk onto my tongue and
into my mouth. It was thick, and strong. A lot stronger than
I'd tasted it before. Salty and dry-tasting, I held
it in my mouth as I continued to milk the jizz out of him. "Take
it, baby, take my spunk in your mouth." His bucking
slowed, and the grip his ass had on my fingers loosened.
I held my fingers there and pulled my mouth off his cock,
being careful not to spill any of the load he'd given
me.

"I couldn't wait. I needed to cum so badly, "
he apologised. I smiled, cupped a hand under my own rock
hard cock, and spat the warm mixture of my saliva and his
seed onto it. "That's ok, you'll make it up to me, "
I reassured him. I spread the man made lube along the length
of my shaft, there was plenty to spare. I slid my fingers
out of his ass slowly, and spread the excess against his
hole. He smiled and pulled his knees back onto his chest
as I slid my fingers back inside him experimentally. He
seemed able to take me, so I lined myself up and pressed the
head of my prick against his slippery hole and slapped it
against him a few times. I increased the pressure until
his tight ring gave way and I began to slide into his hot,
slick gut. The lube mixture worked better than I'd
expected. He winced, so I pulled out and gave him a few seconds
to recover before sliding my cock back inside him, repeated
this two or three times, each time driving it a little deeper
than before. He now held over half of my own seven inch cock
in his tight chute. I leaned forward and kissed him, pushing
the rest of me into him slowly. He winced again as I sank into
him and felt his ring stretch around the base of my cock but
this time I didn't pull out, I held it there without
moving for a while, and felt him relax around me as we breathed
deeply, in unison. I slid a little out of him and drove it
back home, slowly but firmly. He moaned and wriggled underneath
me, placing a hand on my stomach to stop me from going too
deep. I moved his hand, kissed him again and drove the full
length of my member back inside him slowly, and continued
pushing until I couldn't get any deeper inside him.
I played with his tongue as I held myself there, gripping
the back of his neck with my hand. He relaxed quickly, and
after repeating this he was ready for more. I slid first
an inch out of him, then back in gently, then two inches.
He closed his eyes and moaned, this time I hoped it was pleasure
rather than pain. His limp, tired cock was dripping precum
again. I collected it on my finger in the same way as you'd
coat a spoon with honey, and licked it, before offering
him a taste. A little more salty than his usual precum, evidence
of the load he'd shot which I was now using to fuck him.

Another bead of precum became a long silvery string as I
gained momentum, fucking him steadily. Again I collected
it, I moved my hand towards Garrett's mouth and he extended
his tongue in anticipation. I spread it onto his tongue,
and he invited me to share it, tasting it from his mouth.
He wrapped his legs around my back and reached forwards,
grabbing my arse with both hands. With each thrust into
him he pulled, apparently trying to pull me further inside
him. "Fuck yeah, lay into me, come on, fuckin'
lay into me!" The headboard now banged against the
wall loudly and the bed shook with the force of my body slamming
against his as I invaded his guts. "Ah yeah, fuck me
Kage, get stuck into me, oh shit yes!" His breathless
words drove me wild. His cock was hard again, and slapping
against my stomach. I slid my hands underneath him and grabbed
onto his shoulders, holding him close to me. He responded
by wrapping his arms around my back, his legs still crossed
around my waist. Beads of sweat from his face trickled down
his neck, I tried to catch them with my tongue. Each thrust
was now pushing me closer and closer to the edge as my cock
slid in and out of his tight hot bowel, lubricated by his
own scum load. Garrett was now panting and moaning each
time I slammed my meat into him. His grip on me tightened
and my balls ached to unload inside him. One hand still behind
his back holding him tightly, I caressed his buttock with
my free hand, holding him steady as I began to pump harder
and faster, now fucking him furiously. Still trying to
hold it back, I didn't want this to end. "I need
your cum. I need it inside me, now. Give it to me, please,
give it to me!" I no longer had a choice. My balls began
to contract and my cock swole inside him. I pushed myself
forward with my legs, lifting Garrett's ass up in the
air as I did so, pushing all of my length inside him, hard.
His head hit the headboard, and still I clambered, pushing
into him with my legs, trying to fuck my cock deeper into
him before I gave him my seed. "Oh fuck! Bust your nut
in me, come on. Dump your load in me, I need it. Give it to me!"
His arms tensed, pulling me still closer and kissing my
neck while his arse was pointed in the air with me slamming
my dick into it with the full weight of my body. "Beg me for it, " I grunted. "Please,
give it to me. Mess me up, fucking breed me. Oh fuck Kage,
please give it to me!" he pleaded. I let go at that moment
and my balls screamed as I began to empty myself inside him.
Garrett threw his head back and moaned as I practically
screamed in ecstasy at the top of my voice. String after
string of my hot spunk hitting his insides, I squeezed him
as tightly as I could. "Don't stop Kage, give
me every last drop!" I continued to fuck him slowly
until I ached, and I couldn't stand it anymore. "I've
given you all I can." I told him.

He didn't respond. He simply smiled. I held my still
hard cock inside him as he lowered his legs and relaxed.
I took hold of his stiff dick and began wanking it furiously
as I kissed him. His ring began to tighten around the base
of my shaft, still sunk deep inside him. Within seconds,
his balls tightened until they looked like they might almost
disappear inside him. He breathed in sharply, filling
his chest with air and arching his back, he began to climax
again. The spunk flew out of his dick like bullets out of
a gun. The first reem hit his chest and landed on his nipple,
before showering his stomach with the remains of his load.
He clamped down on my cock again, almost pushing it out,
but I held it firmly in place. It wasn't a big load, but
I wasn't surprised considering the volume he'd
given me with his first nut. When he'd stopped cumming,
I licked the droplets on his nipple up, making him giggle
and writhe. I picked the rest up with my hand, placing it
on my tongue before kissing him and sharing it with him.
He wrapped his arms around me again, pulling me close to
him. Exhausted, I collapsed onto him and held him as tightly
as I could. "Stay inside me for a bit. I don't want
to lose it, " he asked me. I gladly obeyed, and we lay
there in that embrace for around 15 minutes, breathing
in time with each other, not talking, until my hard-on finally
subsided, and I slid slowly out of him.

"Can you help me fix the mirror to the wall in the bathroom
tomorrow?" he asked, breaking the silence. "Sure, glad to help!" I beamed at him. "Right now we'd better get these sheets in the
wash while we finish our beers."

I couldn't wait until tomorrow.