All That and a Can of Corn

It was a Friday late afternoon, on the verge of evening. l was on my way out of my tract to see my girlfriend, a route l have taken many times. A quick right then a sharp left, followed by a few more. About halfway done l came across a neighbor, who in my mind l called Muscle Mike. He was about my age, early sixties but spends much of his free time at the gym. l was a big guy too, more round over the years.

We have acknowledged one another before with a friendly wave as he seemed to be out in his yards working and always in a speedo and nothing else, sadly his labor doesn't show it or say his yards could look a lot better. Mike is on a corner lot and after catching him up front and our normal wave l pulled over after rounding the corner. I don't know why and l was lost in thought until Mike tapped on the passager window. "Everything alright?" He asked.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm just on my way to my girlfriends, we have a date." l replied still in a haze.

"Well, l would offer you an iced tea, but you have somewhere to go. Maybe another time?"

"Yeah, another time." And with that l sped off.

I can't say l give it much thought but on my return about the same time the next day Mike was in his yard again, mowing this time. Not sure why, l pulled over after lowering my window. "Still at it l see."

Mike with sweat on his brow. "Yep, no rest for the wicked but l am just about done. Hey, can l offer you that tea?"

I don't know why l said yes but there was no taking it back now. l pulled into his driveway and waited as he did the last couple of passes with the mower. I followed him into the garage and up the few steps that led us to his kitchen. l felt ackward as he shuffled around getting my drink and after handing it to me he asked if l would excuse him for a moment.

Less than a minute later l could hear the shower running which made perfect sense. What did not was following to investigate him. The bathroom door was left ajar, on purpose or not l couldn't say. It only took a light touch to push it open enough to see, and l am still not sure why, his speedo did little to hide anything. But l guess what it did obscure was now in view and there was a lot of it. Like the rest of him, his cock was rather large and mine grew watching him stretching his out with a soapy hand.

Just then l caught his eye, embarrassed l quickly turned and ran. With my heart pounding l stopped at the door leading into the garage, and when l turned back around Mike stood there before me. He was in a pair of boxers which shouldn't be a surprise, a guy who wears a speedo in public wouldn't wear much in the privacy of his own home.

"I'm glad you didn't leave, it is moments like these that make or break us." He said.

At that moment l knew he was exactly right, the why was clear to me. l dropped to my knees and began sucking his cock.

"That's it, make it nice and hard so l can fuck your ass. That is what you want isn't it?"

I could do nothing else but mumble in agreement, waiting for my next command. I didn't have to wait long and now l was straddling the corner of his bed. Chest down and ass up l moaned when the cold lube touched my hot hole. One, two, and then a third finger stretched me out and then after pressing the head of his hard cock inside of me l took it upon myself pushing back until his balls slapped up against me.

l had been pegged a good number of times, which l enjoyed. But there is something to be said for warm flesh and the attitude behind it. l was Mike's bitch and happy to do so. His strong hands held my shoulders and he picked up speed. Knowing he was about to come l pleaded for him to come inside of me. It was a new and delightful feeling and l could feel his seed escape as l lay there on top of his bed while Mike sucked me off.

After Mike found every drop of my cum something came over me. Shame or guilt or maybe a mix of the two, l bolted for the door and my waiting car. Later when my girlfriend called before going to bed she could sense there was something wrong. l played it off, as l did the next night.

But the following day was Sunday and face to face l could not fool her anymore. l tried at first but when it became time to shower l couldn't stand it any longer. I confessed everything and with nothing more to lose l held nothing back. My girlfriend stood there stone-faced, then she grabbed her robe and also mine. Tossing mine at me she said. "Let's go."

I asked her where, although l already feared the answer. A moment later l was leading the way to Mike's place.

"Go ahead, ring the bell." She commanded. But with no result, l mentioned how maybe he is out of town. Having none of that she ordered me to ring it again and a moment later the door opened.

"Oh, hey. back for more?" Mike asked.

"No, not really." l said in response.

Just then my girlfriend emerged from behind me. "Oh yes, he is." Plowing by us both she headed toward his bedroom as if she knew the way all along.

"I'm happy to help but l have been in bed awhile and not long from masturbating. l might need a little help." Mike confessed.

l looked toward my girlfriend and she was having none of that. "Nope, this is your rodeo so you deal with it."

To that Mike released his belt, and his robe fell to the sides reviling his soft and used cock which was still bigger than mine excited. As l leaned over to service his member, my girlfriend freed me of my robe. "Oh my God, your dick is hard and already dripping precum, you are really into this."

At that point with nothing to lose. "His cock tastes so good Baby, come join me." She did and we ran our mouths over it as if it were an ear of corn. Still in that same mood. "Enough of this, l need him inside of me." And l took position like before on the corner of the bed.

Mike ran his glistening cock head up and down the crack of my ass. That was until my girlfriend stopped him. "Around me, we always lick it before we stick it." Mike did not argue, he just traded his cock with the tip of his tongue. My moans of pleasure came as no surprise to anyone, but enough of a good thing. l called out. "l need it, l need to be fucked." Shortly after being lubed up by one or the other my body gave way to its invader.

It was like his cock was running through my own and turned on by it all my girlfriend laid before me offering her creamy pussy. I tongue fucked her, my momentum offered by the pounding l was getting from Mike. Over and over and we both watched my girl play with her ample breasts. Then when Mike warned of his coming end he was told to stop by my girl and to come in our mouths.

Like baby birds, we kneeled before him mouths open and waiting to be fed. It was a very good offering, especially since he just came earlier. We shared a deep kiss, running the cum as if it was taffy being kneaded by our tongues.

With nothing left to say or do. "Sally, Mike. Mike, Sally."

"Mike? Who in the hell is Mike, my name is Andy." 🤷‍♂️