Kent

Kent wasn’t quite sure why he was stopping by to see if Rick wanted a ride to school the next day.

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The Morning After

Kent wasn’t quite sure why he was stopping by to see if Rick wanted a ride to school the next day.  It wasn’t really all that typical an occurrence. It might have been to make sure yesterday’s events hadn’t altered their friendship, without Henry around.  The two of them had played sports together for years:  Kent the quarterback, Rick the tackle; Kent the pitcher, Rick the catcher; and more.

Or it could have been because he seemed to not have been able to stop dreaming about what he had done.

Rick went red.  Also not that typical.  How could Kent have known it wasn’t just Kent who had had dreams?

Rick seemed both embarrassed and excited.  Even invited Kent inside, even before Kent had a chance to ask if Rick wanted a ride to school.

Both Rick’s parents worked, and had already left for the day.  Neither of them seemed to know quite what to say, although it was Rick who couldn’t stop himself from grabbing his crotch.  Kent clearly saw that Rick was going hard, almost in spite of himself.

“We’re good?”  Kent tried to be casual, although Rick’s bulge tempted him too much, as he grabbed it.

“Damn.  I don’t even know how many times I dreamt of you last night.”

Kent wasn’t about to share the same info.  But he also wasn’t going to miss out on an opportunity.

Kent opened his jeans.  That was all it took.

Rick went to his knees, right there in the living room.  Kent’s cock somehow seemed even bigger than he remembered, as he slowly swallowed the hardening torpedo head, and went even deeper than Kent could remember him going the night before.

Kent tried to hold back, but the night’s dreams, together with Rick’s response, especially as Rick gently squoze Kent’s tightening balls, was more than Kent could compete with, as he shot hard, at least 4 times.

Rick somehow managed to swallow Kent’s entire cock, as the cum shot down his throat.  He even sucked harder, draining at least two more shots inside Rick’s eager mouth.

Rick looked up as Kent shook, beside himself.

Kent put his hands into Rick’s hair, as he looked into his eyes.

“Shit.  And I was somehow hoping I might get lucky and get to fuck you again.”

Rick was ahead of Kent.  Just hearing the word fuck got him to undo his pants, pull them down, and bend over the back of the couch.  Of course Kent noticed how hard Rick’s cock was, even as Rick spread his legs and looked back.

And there was that hole Kent had dreamed of, it seemed like all night long.

Now Kent went down, grabbing Rick’s throbbing cock hard and pulling it back hard as he kissed that almost smooth asshole.  He even wondered if his cum were still inside.  Now Rick couldn’t hold back, as he came into Kent’s hand.  It almost seemed like Rick had shot even more than Kent, as Kent wiped it on his re-hardened cock, wiped a bit more on Rick’s open hole, and drove in.

It was even better than yesterday, with Rick’s cum on Kent’s cock, as well as on Rick’s hole, easing Kent’s cock seemingly even deeper than yesterday, even as Rick’s hands came back to open his hole even wider.

Kent drove hard, and even grabbed Rick’s still throbbing cock as he buried his torpedo in Rick’s hole.

Rick came even more.  Kent pulled out, and drove in even harder again.  Of course he came again.

Rick was quaking.  Kent was quaking.  Even as Kent buried his cock deep, and left it there.

“Fuck.  Even better than my dreams.”  Kent couldn’t help but confess to Rick.  Now they both knew, even as Kent finished emptying his balls deep in Rick’s ass.

Kent’s softening cock slipped out.  Without missing a step, Rick turned around and swallowed Kent’s softening cum-covered cock.  All the way to his cum-covered pubes.

Kent held Rick’s head in place.

Rick looked up.  Neither of them had expected anything that intense.

Rick seemed a bit embarrassed: “Don’t tell Henry.”

Kent was ready:  “Not as long as you keep performing.  And, as long as you stop jerking off.  Entirely.”

Kent knew Rick would more than happily comply, even as Kent grabbed Rick’s cum-covered cock, squoze it onto his hand, and fed it to him:  “Trust me.  I can fuck more out of you than you can shoot out by yourself anyway.”

Kent grabbed Rick’s nuts hard as Rick cleaned Kent’s hand off.

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