Dakota noticed the secretary was staring at something. He followed her gaze and saw that she was looking at Cody's backside. He was standing in front of a tall cabinet and putting documents on the top shelf. As he stretched his pants fell into his ass crack and when he stretched he clinched. This showed his tight ass crack and adorable butt.
Dakota had never taken notice of Cody's physique before, even though they were close friends. Dakota stopped by another desk for a minute and then continued down the hall. It happens that Cody was in front of him. Dakota was walking right behind Cody when suddenly Cody stopped to open a drawer from a cabinet on the side of the hallway.
Taken by surprise, Dakota could not stop in time and ran into Cody. Cody was bent over the drawer and Dakota bumped straight into his ass. His package briefly nested at the bottom of Cody's crack and through the thin business clothes his cock rubbed in the crack and the feeling though brief was sensational. Dakota's cock was already hard as he backed away and said, "Sorry. I didn't expect that you were going to stop."
"It's okay," replied Cody, "next time just ask first." They both laughed.
That night at home with his wife Whitney, Dakota was going to sleep and remembered the feeling of his package against Cody's bottom. He remembered feeling his firm butt cheeks through the fabric. He remembered the sensations on the skin of his cock and how quickly it grew hard in Cody's ass crack. As Cody had started to react he remembered how his ass cheeks clinched on his cock. Then he remembered how he and the secretary had noticed the form of his ass. Dakota shook his head, groaned and changed positions to go to sleep. He couldn't be thinking of another married man's butt. Inadvertently he tried to remember how well he felt the heat from Cody's hot spot, his asshole through the fabric.
Coincidentally, Cody at his home was also trying to go to sleep. He kept thinking of how Dakota's cock had lodged in his ass crack. It bumped his bottom and then it felt like the entire length of his ass crack was squeezing Dakota's cock. He remembered Dakota's package had bumped the bottom of his crack right over his asshole, and he imagined he felt his balls bump his crotch. He remembered how it made his buns push in as if they were being fondled. 'Ridiculous,' he thought, and went to sleep visualizing the event. He remembered how warm the cock felt in his ass crack, as this event was captured in his dreams.
A few days later at work again, Cody found himself in a predicament. He was standing on a stool trying to manipulate a heavy box into place on a high shelf. Dakota was a couple aisles down but could see Cody's stool had tilted and now Cody was off balance with a heavy box overhead. Recognizing the possibility of an injury accident, Dakota rushed over to help. He reached to hold Cody from both hips, but the stool shifted, and Cody's position twisted throwing Dakota's grasp to slip over an ass cheek, and his other hand slipped around the front of his hip bone. He held Cody tightly until he regained control of the box, and his balance.
Dakota essentially had Cody's ass cheek in one hand with fingers slipped into his crack. His other hand had slipped around to Cody's hip bone front with his fingers stretching the fabric tightly against Cody's cock. His front was hidden from view to co-workers.
The tension of the fabric caused sensations in his cock and Cody found his cock was getting hard quickly.
Without realizing it, Dakota started to pull his hands away as Cody regained his balance. Not even having to think about it, he pulled his hand out of Cody's ass crack in a nonchalant way hoping no one would notice. Then as he started to pull his other hand away he felt warmth, and hardness. His hand withdrew down over the head and shaft of Cody's cock. Without actually grasping it, he felt the warmth and girth of his cock.
Fortunately no one seemed to have noticed.
Dakota said, "That was close."
Responding Cody said, "In more ways than one!" They both laughed at the circumstance they had found themselves in. Cody was actually grateful. A broken leg or rib would not have been fun.
Casually in his sleep that night Dakota recreated how the head of Cody's cock felt, and the shape of it.
In his sleep that night Cody recreated the feeling of Dakota's hand feeling his ass cheek, and slipping into his ass crack. He recreated a slight motion he felt as Dakota got his grip and it was like the motion was to get a feel. Then his other hand had pulled the fabric tight on his cock and soon his hand had cupped over the head. The fingers were getting closer and closer. It was the allure of touch. Was it slow motion, or was he actually getting a feel of his cockhead. Then down his shaft the hand went, sizing it, and possibly feeling it, almost down to the balls. Was it accidental? The fingers closed in over his cock, and it felt good. With a start Cody briefly woke up, then went back to sleep. Cody realized in his dream state that it was not on purpose. He turned, and started to snore.
The next weekend Dakota and Whitney invited Cody and his wife, Alice over for a swim and barbeque.
After they arrived and had a couple drinks on the back patio, everyone went inside to change into bathing suits. The ladies went into the master bedroom and put on some tiny bikini suits, to get the most tan. The men stripped and changed in the guest bedroom. With fascination, they saw each others enchanting bare asses. They also put on bikini suits that showed off their incredibly tight asses, leaving enough skin exposed on their cheeks to tease imaginations. Also the bikinis left the top of their ass cracks exposed to tempt and test interest. They also got great tanning.
After a brief swim the ladies laid face down on towels and applied tanning lotion to each other in the most sensual ways that just drove the men crazy with lust. Cody watched as Alice applied lotion to Whitney's back and legs. She moved the bikini band at the top to allow her fingers to put lotion on the exposed top of her crack. Then she applied lotion to the top of her legs just sliding a little under the leg band up to her butt cheeks. As she smoothed the lotion under the band toward her crotch, Cody could swear he saw enough of a gap that he might have seen the edge of her pussy. Momentarily this drove him wild to get a better look.
Dakota was busy at the grill and also caught a glimpse of the women happily tanning and chatting.
Cody laid out plates and dinner ware on the picnic table, with napkins. He came up to Dakota and put a hand on his shoulder, "the steaks smell awesome." Remembering the predicament Dakota had been helping Cody at the office, Cody felt empathetic. He traced a finger along the top of Dakota's shoulder, and then while they talked, he let it drift down his side. He couldn't just blatantly hug even though he would have. As Dakota worked the meat over the fire and applied sauce and spices, Cody deftly let his hand drift down Dakota's side to the top of his bikini suit.
Absentmindedly Cody traced his finger along the top of the bikini suit until it actually went down his crack. They were friends, and Dakota did not react. Cody looked down the crack in admiration and wished he could see all the way.
