Commando With My Best Friend

Back story:

We met when we were young, probably 8th grade. We've been the best of friends since then. We spent some time apart due to our families moving around, but we always kept in touch. I've always known I was gay and thought he was cute, but nothing ever happened. He always told stories of the girls he had been with and was dating, so I never thought there was a chance and didn't try.

Current day:

After living away from each other for a few years, me and my best friend Harry are back in the same town. It's awesome being able to hang out all the time. What is not awesome is being single and horny with a friend that loves to be shirtless and go commando; at least that's what I thought.

I am 37, in good shape, have dark hair, blue eyes, am hairy everywhere, and usually don't trim anything but my pubes a little. My best friend Harry is 36; he has a muscular dad bod. He is hairy and does not trim at all. He loves to be shirtless, so the dark hair on his little belly is always out for me to see.

The day everything changed:

We were hanging out as usual, went to brunch, and had a few mimosas. I had enough to be yabbering on about how I had not been fucked as good as I wanted in a while. He had enough to let me go on and on, seeming more interested in my stories than ever before. When we got up to leave the table and head back to my place, I noticed what looked to be his semi-hard dick with a wet spot at the tip. Since he is always commando, it's hard to know if I got him excited or if it was the remnants of the last time he went pee; either way, I was turned on.

We got back to my house and headed out back to hang out. Harry's shirt immediately came off, as usual. Me still being worked up from seeing his semi at the restaurant; I couldn't take my eyes off him. We sat and talked. I continued on the mimosas, trying to see if I could work up the courage to make a move. I decided the next time I went inside I was going to join him in being commando. Probably a bad idea because I was already leaking precum like a faucet; my white briefs were probably see-through at this point.

After 15 minutes or so, I decided I would go in and lose the briefs. I pulled on my tight khaki shorts (they left very little to the imagination). When I opened the sliding door, I saw him take a glance back from what he was doing and look a while longer at my semi-hard cock in my shorts. I could feel the tingling begin.

While I was inside, he had started pulling weeds and wanted to help me redo my flowerbeds. Not exactly how I wanted to spend the day, but I wasn't going to turn him down. He had already broken a sweat; I could watch the beads of salty liquid drip down from his neck all the way down to the waistband of his shorts all day. Quite a few times while we were working, I would just pause and watch him work. His body hair was matted down with sweat, his chest and arms looked pumped up from doing some digging, and when he lifted his arms up, I wanted to drink from his hairy pits. It was taking everything in me not to drop everything and lick him all over. The waist of his shorts was wet from sweat too, so I knew his balls must be so wet and musky. I NEEDED to smell and taste them. I had to think of a way to get us closer so I could maybe get an "accidental" feel or at least some of his sweat on me.

I had an idea! I asked Harry to help me dig up a bush I wanted gone anyway. He came closer, and we started working together to dig and cut the roots. With us being closer now, I could smell his musk. My cock would be rock hard in no time at this rate. I was squatting down, trying to cut through a root. He was standing up, taking a drink of water. With his shorts being soaked and him never wearing underwear, I could clearly see the outline of his cock better than ever. It looked to be at least 4-5 inches soft with a big mushroom head. While I was starring at his crotch, I must have cut through the root and lost my balance. I fell forward and heard a tear. I now lay on the ground at his feet; he bent down to help me, his sweat dripping onto my face. I couldn't help but hope some would land in my mouth.

He giggled as he helped me back up. We decided to take a break and go back over to the patio chairs. As I sat down and opened my legs, we both found out what the tearing sound I heard was.

My semi-hard cock and my sagging balls fell right out of my shorts. I looked up to see Harry taking a long glimpse of his best friend's manhood. Before I could close my legs or cover myself, he reached over and lightly jiggled the head of my dick. My heart was racing now, and I could feel it growing and my cheeks turning red.

Harry looked up at me and said, "I've always wanted to see your cock; I guess today is the day."

Not knowing what to say or do, I tried to pull my shorts together to cover myself up and said, "I guess so! Now that you've seen it, I better go change."

"You better not, look what you've done," Harry said as he spread his legs to snow me, his growing erection barely hidden in his still-drenched shorts. I was laser focused as he reached down and grabbed his hardening shaft. He had one hand on his shaft and the other was grabbing the leg of his shorts and lifting it slowly as he watched me. Slowly he was reveling more and more of his hairy thigh. As he got closer, I could see the tip of his dick, which was about to be fully exposed for me to see. I nodded in approval as he waited with the tip just barely visible against his hairy thigh. He released the rest of his glorious package. It was still growing but looked to be 6-7 inches and just the right thickness.

Harry was still looking at my now fully erect and dripping penis. "Looks like you've always wanted to see mine too."

With both of our hard cocks out, we sat in silence on my back patio for 10 minutes, just watching each other slowly stroke our meat. It was one of the hottest moments ever!

After 10 minutes, I was horny enough to take the next step. I said, "Now that I've seen it, I think it's time for a taste if you'll let me."

Harry gave the okay by standing up, sliding off his shorts, and stepping toward me. With his cock in my face, I saw the first drip of precum I was going to call mine. I leaned forward and let the tip of my tongue meet the tip of him. Harry let out a moan as I took sweaty cock into my mouth. Luckily, this was not my first time sucking a man off, so I was quickly able to let his inches sink deep into my throat. His small, hairy belly was now touching my forehead and his sagging balls on my chin. The smell and taste were intoxicating; I was in heaven.

I sucked him for 5 minutes or so before he pulled me up for a kiss. He passionately kissed me as we shared the taste of his dick.

He placed his hand on my throbbing meat and started stroking. We both moaned, and precum was flowing between us.

After a few minutes of intense kissing, he pulled back and said, "I can help you with your fucking problem too if you want."

I eagerly accepted his offer. Harry gave me a peck on the lips and pulled away; he said, "I have always wanted to taste and feel that hairy ass of yours."

Harry slid his hands inside my shorts and tightly caressed my hairy cheeks. I let out a moan and said, "Fuck me please."

Harry turned me around and pulled my shorts off. He spread my cheeks apart, and I felt his warm tongue on my sweaty hole. He licked and prodded my hole with his tongue; I had never felt anything so good. I felt a finger start to massage my wet hole. He started with one; I felt his finger slide in and go slowly as deep as he could. He fingered me for a few minutes before sinking in another finger until he had three inside me. He was now standing up and kissing my back and neck as he massaged my prostate.

"Fuck me," I begged as I moaned and watched precum drip onto my patio table.

He finally gave in. I felt the head of his cock rubbing on my hole. He squeezed a huge amount of warm cum on my waiting hole and rubbed it in with his tip before slowly pushing into me.

Good thing my neighbors aren't close to me because I moaned louder than I ever have before. He was the perfect size for my hole.

He was sliding deep inside, then pulling almost all the way out. Each time he reentered, I felt myself getting closer to the edge. He must have been able to tell as I tightened my hole around his shaft to make it as tight as possible.

As he panted, he let out a moan and said, "I'm about to drain my balls inside your hairy hole." He kept fucking me as he reached around and grabbed my cock. He stroked me in rhythm with his pounding.

I moaned and said, "I'm about to......" Before I could finish, I started shooting my load on the table. 5 heavy shots left my body like a cannon.

He was still fucking me, but I felt his balls tighten and his shaft get even bigger. Harry let out a satisfied "oh sh*t," and I felt him shooting his load deep inside me. As our boners slowly deflated, he pulled out of me and turned me around for a kiss. He ended up staying the night, and we cuddled all night after showering together.

It was a magical day.