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"Hey, somebody home, or?
I bought beer and pizza enough for both me and Pepper."
Had just come home to Thomas. Best friend and we'd known each other since high school, so over 20 years now.
He was separated a couple of years back, about the same to me, and we were out every now and then trying to find new girlfriends. Sometimes we went out together, but it wasn't always that it worked with dog-watching, and I wasn't as hot at picking up outside as he was...so I could be dog-company.
Pepper was a Rottweiler. And dog number two.
Dog number one, had been a female, and her name was Salt.
Thomas' daughter had named that dog. And when Salt died, name number two came pretty natural.
So now it was boys' night out and at home. Me and Pepper at the TV, with pizza and beer...and Thomas and Magnus out on the town picking up chicks. Magnus was an old friend, who had been around for a long time too.
Thomas had extra rooms and I slept over sometimes, even without being a doggy-sitter.
But now we were watching movies and eating pizza, me on the couch, and the leg warmer down on the floor. One who also liked pizza, and made me aware that slices should be delivered there too, which I was counting on, so I'd bought a baby pizza to service the eating machine on the floor.
When the move and pizza was close to the end, the dog lay there happy on the floor licking himself rather eagerly. When don't they? And the movie had had some semi-sexy scenes in it, scenes I had seen over again while massaging and stroking myself.
I am bisexual so the beer, sex-scenes...and dog-licking...kind of turned me on. So I stripped naked in the sofa, and started jerking of a bit at the paused sex-scene. But I quickly wanted more, and went to the bathroom.
My friend has traveled here and there, and collects strange statues and other unnecessary stuff, and in the bathroom he had a couple of needless things...that actually could be quite handy now.
Two smaller statues in there, naked statues with visible penises, sticks and spears, and it were the sticks I was most interested in. The penises would have been best, but they were too small unfortunately. So the walking sticks in their hands would do fine, and they could move in other positions...I had already tried that before. Even so I started with mounting myself straight on one of the small penises and jerked of......to small as expected, so I put the stick in position. Did it smell like asshole on the top? I sucked on it to get some lubrication and the feeling of me giving a blowjob at the same time.
I positioned my waiting asshole and pushed to get that stick in there...I was so fucking horny right now...pushed more and starting riding it as I jerked of like crazy.
"What the hell!?! Fuuuck Kevin...are you in the bathroom jerking and fucking my statues?!
He was quiet for a while, saw his thoughts grinding around. Then he looked a little to the side. But the f-k, there was Magnus...also! They'd both seen this.
"You're humping and jerking off. Mmm, not far from what you did six months ago. That special thing we haven't talked about since. But now is rushing back..."
What Thomas was referring to was an evening when all three of us were in a difficult period, had much to drink and suddenly started talking a lot of stuff while we were sitting on the couch. First about girls, then about trans. and men, and escalated...so in the end, we sat on the couch and jerked off all three. Jerked off and talked rough cocks in and out all holes. And I got so...I just had to do something. So I blurred out...can't one of you fuck me like a lunatic in the ass while I suck the other one?
Thomas replied instantly, "If I wanted to fuck, then get chicks here, or trannies. But I guess I could blow them if I was so fucking horny." And I'd sucked them off pretty much at the same time. Hard sucking, and jerking off, and swallowing both of their loads when they came. Then we got dressed, went home...and never mention or commenting on it. Until now...
"Amusingly enough, it fits very well tonight of all the days it could have happened. We've had a worthless night, and we even joked in the elevator...what if you could still get a bj, something that made the end of the evening a little better."