By JonH

"So what are you doing?" Grant asks poking his head through the back door.

"Same old same old."

The soldering iron squelched on the circuit board. I always liked that smell. And I like the smell of petrol and I really like the smell of Grant this morning.

"You been running?"

"Yep." He wiped his brow with the arms of his t-shirt.

Grant's my neighbor almost, he lives about six doors down in one of the new houses they've built. I live alone in a small flat, he lives with his fiancee - a really nice woman that he doesn't like much. His family thinks she's great though. I think that being 34 he's got to get a few things sorted but I never say anything.

"What time is it?" I ask.

"It'd be around 7. How come you're working so early?"

"Don't ask." I put the iron back in it's cradle and started looking around my workshop table for the specification list. Stuffs dropping on the floor - I gotta clear some space. At 26 I got my private life sorted but professionally it's chaos. I need a break.

Leaning back in my chair I watch Grant as he flicks through some disks. "So whata you sniffing around so early for?" I say with a grin.

"Breakfast I guess. Wouldn't mind tasting what you ate lately. You hungry?" Pulling off his sweat soaked t-shirt I could see that morning erection he gets.

"Now you mention it. I wouldn't mind a lick of my neighbors bung hole."

"You taken a dump this morning?" Grant asks.

"No."

The talking stops. Stripping down naked we both stand facing each other - erections in hand. Our skin pale and blotchy in the morning light. I love this raw light - I can see everything.

Kicking boxes and the rubbish bin aside we drop to the floor in our 69 position, legs raising up we burrow under each others balls and clamp our lips onto each others arse hole. Grants rank sweat soaks his sweaty hairy cheeks, slipping under my fingers it's hard to get a grip - I gotta use my face to pry them apart. The sour tang on his ring shoots through my head - so wet and twitching - a four mile runs worth of juice slathers my tongue.

Grant sucks hard on my hole. The filthy sound of his suction heightens everything. I'm clean but one day the guys gonna taste what I had for dinner. Loosening me up I push out my ring to let him in - that wet hot tongue of his dives in and starts. In and out, in and out I feel that hot wet little bastard digging into me.

Pulling back my face I lap along his hairy crack, coating my tongue in the raw residue of his hole my heads spinning in lust. Sliding the tip of my nose down lower I started washing his balls with my tongue. Wet dust and pubic hair drawing into my mouth I feel Grants tongue slopping hard on my balls before with a sudden pain and pleasure he sucks them hard between his lips.

Holding his wet hard shaft I move my body so as to wipe it down with my tongue. Pre-cum oozes from the slit of his cut cock, sucking it into my mouth I then drop over his schlong, the hot meat sinks into me. Sour unwashed sweat and stale piss all coat the throbbing tool.

My foreskins back - way back but still Grant managers to draw some into his lips. The huge amount of saliva the guy can build up slathers my pole so fast and furious that the slopping sound drowns out the morning noise.

Holding the base of his shaft I pull my mouth off him "you wanna drink protein?". With drooling, dribbling lips he looks straight at me 'hell yeah!"

Grinding my cock into his face - slow at first so he can get the same rythm - I start the final assault. He's fucking my face like a dog an' I'm taking it all, his firm balls slipping from my grip, his cocks on a damn mission to pump cum into me.

Matching his violent assault on my face I drive my hips into his - he gags and coughs on my cock but he doesn't loose it - it's wet and gripped in there. With our hands reached and cupping each others arse cheeks the squeezing starts - the pain of his grip rips through my body as he lets go his load. Hot sperm starts filling my mouth, drooling from my lips I gulp the warm smoothness as it hangs in my throat. Gripping hard onto that wet butt cheek of his I hammer home my load. "Mmmmfffaaarrrhhhhh" he takes it, humping that chin of his I fill that straight mouth of his until it overflows slathering my pubic hair he dives takes my spewing cock deeper until his nose drips with my white cream.

Easing the pressure on each others butt cheeks we let our hands slide from the sweat wet skin and fall to the floor. Grants heavy satisfied breathing rasps in my ears - another strenuous run he'll tell his fiancee.