Jack goes silent for a cock

Jack goes Silent ( a dream of sorts but with some factual events)

The holidays were beginning when jack asked his friend if he'd like to fly down for a few days and chill with him in bed. Both men believed in just cutting to the chase and saying what they wanted. So jack's friend being ultra horny decided to hop on a red-eye flight to the eastern sea board to fuck jack till Christmas came. Both men were just becoming successful in their careers and had some extra dough to spare, which made for many frequent flights to each other. Airport midnight, pick up friend, take him back to apartment, get naked, if possible shower and because it's cold outside, thank you Atlantic breeze, they jump into bed with their decent of a nice long three hour session, followed my mass amounts of four-play.

Jack was a very sexual guy, each morning he'd begin his day with daily stuff, and then clean his pipes before walking to work. He made sure to clean his hands each time, nobody needs to hail a taxi with a load of cum on their hand but then again stranger things have happened. His friend on the other hand was just walking into his sexual discovery, being a few years younger, he was new to rimming and the casual idea of two friends spending a month together, fucking, dinning and then back to the airport to say goodbye or in their case a long PDA that often made onlookers gage and quiet a few very horny.

It was on this brewing holiday season that jack was going to ask his friend to stay, first with an appetizer of really hot sex, followed with an all nighter of talking and then while having breakfast in bed a slight angling of the key near the bedside. Jack tried not to plan it out for often times he believed that 'shit should just happen,' so with that mindset and a full clip waiting for him at the airport, jack hopped in the taxi to pick up his holiday gift.

Just as he was about to tell the driver, 'where to,' jack receives a text message from said friend, "Where are you going I'm right in back of you silly." Yes jack's hard-on was raging at this point and while he had no desire to explain to the cab driver, he just handed a wad of cash, leaped out. There he stood, freezing, cute, grinning from ear to ear. He never really said hi to jack, instead he just grinned, took jack's hand and uttered in his ear, "So are you ready for your birthday gift, early Christmas gift?" Jack had no words, for the first time this man of conversation was 'speechless.' He just took his friends hand and grinned, then without pause pushed his friends hand between his legs.

Said friend just laughed and looked down at his early Christmas gift. He went quiet, found his words with, "hmmm hi to you too." Without wasting anytime the two furiously horny men raced each other to the elevator, unbuttoning shirts, pants and just getting reacquainted. By the time they reached jack's door, they were down to their undies. Jack's friend just looked at him, "so you really don't give a fuck what your neighbors think do you." Jack just smiled, words could not describe how he was feeling, and yes it could've been the hard cock inside his briefs, just waiting to be pulled out by his handsome friend.

They finally made it inside and not a moment too soon the briefs were off and the bed slightly unmade was ready for some bicoastal fucking. Jack had no idea what his friend was planning to do on this cold December night. All that mattered was his naked friend with both legs in the air, waiting for jack to place them on his shoulders and fuck him as thou it had been a century since they last saw each other. While this had been a natural thing for these two jack's friend knew all along this couldn't continue, for it was his duty to make an honest man out of jack. Yes both were fucking horny every second, the coastal differences but jack's friend knew that once he landed there was no going back, besides un-benonced to jack his friend had boxes of his stuff on hold to be shipped right away.

Some would say it was the awesome sex that won over his friend, others would point out their hidden affection for each other and yes they had managed to be only with one another, despite the very long distance. Maybe it was jack's friend realizing early on that after each trip home, he had no desire to fuck anyone else, he could do with his hands and plus hopping on planes to see jack was what he lived for, plus it didn't hurt that both men were making good money.

As these thoughts collided in his head, jack's friend turned them off to apply his focus onto this man fucking him like nothing else mattered. He was quite taken with jack's silent approach. Usually if jack was quiet he was ill or just in a weird mood but you could argue he was in a blissful mood and one he coined a few times over the years. Jack was in a trance as he flipped his friend over on the end, fucking him in a spooning position, only to gesture toward the chair in the corner. Both men got up, walked over to the chair. Jack sat down with his cock standing straight up, his friend just slowly sat on jack's cock and they got really loud.

Yes the loud moaning began to wake people up and while some were turned on by it, others were shouting, "you fucking horn dogs knock it off." Jack finally spoke and it sent a sensation of laughter through his friend's body. With a fully worked out accent, he began shouting, "hey man I have to hear you each night beg your wife to fuck you, and now you're going to ask me to shut the fuck up, fuck naw man, besides I think you're afraid of two guys fucking." The two guys laughed as the guy on the other side was left shocked, "wow man I thought you originally from out west, where did that New York accent come from."

Jack finally went back to his newfound silence. All he wanted to do was to continue fucking his friend and they flip flopped at least five times in one night. When you get two versatile guys in a room many things can happen but jack's friend knew it was probably just that massive energy that jack always possessed that kept the night very interesting. It was on this night that jack's friend wanted his g spot found and not just once, as many times as he could take it. Jack loved helping him find his G spot, infact no other guy could, only jack knew the ins and outs of his friend ass.




The room smelled like sex, well actually like sex just waking up to more sex. Jack began 69ing with his friend, an activity both men thoroughly enjoyed. It was a four-play moment laced with lots of rimming, cock sucking and endless slurps that drove each other crazy. But jack wasn't the only guy with a good sense of fucking and making his friend feel good. Said friend knew a few of jack's weaknesses, they consisted of long periods of kissing, while jerking each other off, followed with said friend fucking jack on the bed, his legs spread, said friend taking one leg and placing it in the middle of his chest, only to move it back so he could move in for more intense looks.

An hour later after riding his friend, jack came a big load of cum all over his chest and neck. That was orgasm number 4; yes they had been counting and intended to reach 5 in the next hour or so. After a long erotic shower, which consisted of soaping each other up, slowly and with great ease, they jumped out of the shower with the bed as their barrier of good feedback.

They talked for a good thirty minutes, touching, laughing, remembering the first night and the sounds of How Soon is now beckoning them to sing along, loudly as well as laughingly. Before returning to an attempt at orgasm number 5, jack conjured up some courage to hand his friend the key but said friend was already on it. "Oh is there something you wanted to give me, besides the last 4 orgasms we just had?" Jack just flashed that ever-present grin and just as he was about to move toward the key, his friend stopped him by kissing him. Saved by the tongue you could say but ah here's where the plot thickens. Both began talking at the same time with said friend's voice rising above jacks and being polite, jack just listened.

Said friend was all of a sudden very nervous and a bit horny two but that's beside the point. He finally came out with it, "I'm here to stay." Now jack was in an ultimate mood of silence, a big smile washed over his face, half twitter patted, half hmm ok let's really get that G spot going. And then jack spoke, "I was going to give you a key." "Well yea but I figured after the first time we did this, I realized you're the best I've ever had and that's only only counting for the awesome sex but you are one of a kind."

Jack realized something had changed in him forever, yes he would still engage in conversations with friends but when he was alone with said friend, he became all facial expressions. Said friend recognized this and was happy with his decision, he was also happy with the 7 inch hard on just staring back at him. So he made the first move, "shall we claim number 5?"

Number 5 was probably the most intense period of fucking these two had ever witnessed. Coupled with that affection that seemed to slow things down, make the room stand still of time and make for echoes of moaning on both their parts. Jack just wanted to be fucked for number 5, he motioned for said friend to just fuck him missionary style so he could really feel him inside his ass. Said friend often would reframe from fucking, lick jack's cock, and then back to that intense fucking.

Jack would only utter certain things while his friend fucked him such as, "aw damn you're really working that spot, just fuck me don't stop." Said friend moved faster inside jack's ass as he heard jack's whispers, soft but right to the point. Jack could feel his cock edging to cum as did said friend and without a second to spare they both came together and yes went deaf for a second with the moans reaching an all time high.

What became of jack and said friend, well you'll have to ask them in a matter of years because right now neither have any tales to tell, well unless you're a close friend and have seen both naked. They do like to throw parties of nakedness.


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