It Started as a Helping Hand

Along the Gulf Coast, there is a threat every year of a major hurricane hitting you. Most times it is someone else but sooner or later, you are going to take a direct hit. When a neighbor gets hit down the road, we go in groups to help them dig out.

The organization that I was a member of was always ready to lend a helping hand to others affected by a storm. Bryce was a leader and often organized the groups to assist. He was a man's man. Big broad shoulders, strong arms, rugged good looks, blond hair, and blue eyes. He always reminded me of what a Viking would look like.

Well he called me after a community a little over 100 miles away had taken a hard hit. He wanted to know if I could join the effort that weekend. If I wanted, Bryce told me that I could ride over in his truck. After conferring with my wife, I informed him to count me in.

Just the two of us left early on a Saturday morning. We had a great talk about this, that, and everything including our sex lives or the lack of it. We both loved our wives, but their libido and ours were both in different universes. They were always tired and if we wanted to make love, we better do a whole lot to lay down the foundation all day to get some action that night. Bryce talked openly about jerking off almost every day and sometimes twice. I shily admitted that I did too. We then talked about what a pain it was to find a place and time to jerk off to release our male hormones. My wife doesn't want me to jack off. It makes her feel bad. I knew better than to tell her if I don't masturbate, I feel bad. A man needs sex. I told him I had to find out of the way places to beat the beast.

Bryce told me the number one place that he jerked off was in the front seat of the truck we were riding in. He laughed as he said there were gallons of cum spilled upon the floor. I jokingly asked if that was why my feet were sticking to the floor. No, he said because he always did it behind the steering wheel. Then he looked over at me and said that sometimes he jacks off while driving. I suddenly had a vision of him there with his cock out stroking it with one hand and while having the other hand on the wheel. It caused my pants to stir. I tried to change my thought from this man's man with his dick out stroking it. It wasn't easy.

Then he talked some more on how he so enjoyed getting head. In graphic detail, he said how he loved it when a tongue washed the underside of the head of his cock. Then having someone bobbing up and down the full length of his shaft. I could see his naked manly body laying there with his legs apart and getting a blow job. It made me so hard. I put my hands over my crotch so that he would not see the snake down my leg.

We arrived at our meeting spot that our group was to meet at and were given an assignment. So, we were at a house that had taken a direct hit. It was hard, hot work in the blazing sun and humid air. There were down trees to cut up and a house to muck out. We worked all day and were still going when the sun was lowering in the sky.

Bryce told me he was beat and didn't want to make the long drive back home to just get up and come back the next morning. His sister, who had sheltered with him when the storm came in as her husband had been deployed overseas had a house 30 miles from here, had asked him to check on it to see if it were good for her to come back to. She wanted to make sure everything was fine, and that they had power before returning. He said that we could sleep there and get an extra hour sleep in the morning.

I called the wife and told her the plan. She told me to be safe and would see me the next evening.

We packed up and drove to his sister's house. Bryce said he hoped that there was power and if there was, he was going to soak in a hot bath because his back was screaming. I thought a hot shower would be great too.

When we pulled up, I notice that it was a small place, way out in the country. We walked around it, and everything was basically fine, and they even had power.

Once inside Bryce said that he smelled so bad and so did I. It was to be expected. What I didn't expect was that he started peeling off his clothes. First the shirt, then the shoes, socks, pants, and even his underwear. I must admit that I was amazed on how gorgeous his body was from the back. I like a nice body on a male or female and his was really nice. It was solid and beautiful. It was so well formed. There was a "V" from the broad shoulder down his back to his waist. And then I saw that ass. It was the best-looking ass I had ever seen. At the gym, I had seen more than I could count. His was the best. It was plump, firm, and perfectly formed.

He scooped up the clothes off the floor and turned towards me. I had never seen him naked before but there was his nicely cut cock. His dick was of slightly bigger size and thickness than average, framed by a light brown bush. I don't know why I kept looking at it but when he spoke, I jumped. "Give me your clothes."

"What?"

"Give me your clothes," he told me. "They're filthy. I am going to wash them."

"But I don't have any other clothes?" I announced.

"No one will be bothered that you are in your birthday suit," he informed me. "Your clothes please. You can hit the shower first."

I didn't know how to respond other than to strip naked as Bryce watched me as I removed every stitch. As I pulled my underwear off, I thought that I was glad that in one area I was more manly than Bryce and that would be my cock. Bryce was bigger than me in every way but when it came to our dicks. His was nice but mine was better. It was bigger, thicker, and longer.

As I pulled my underwear down, he scooped in to grab my clothes including the underwear at my feet. As he came up, his left arm brushed against my naked cock. It was electric to me. I had not expected that. I must have been too long without sex. He apologized but I have to admit that I liked someone brushing against my penis.

"No worries," I said, and notice is well form pecks with two sausage size nipples. They were rock solid. It looked like he shaved his gorgeous chest. I like nipples. I like kissing them, licking them, sucking them. His were the perfect size.

"There," he said as Bryce pointed me to the shower as he wondered off with the clothes, and I watched as his beautiful ass headed to the washer. I felt my cock thickening. Didn't want to get a hard on here. That would be embarrassing. I hurried to the bathroom.

The shower felt so good. The soap and warm water removed the layers of filth from me. I had to scrub every inch of my body. As I lathered my pubes and cock, the memory of Bryce's ass popped into my mind and to my surprise my dick popped to full size. Hard as a rock, it pointed up from my body. I wanted to stay in the shower and jerk it off but knew that Bryce was waiting for this bath. I could stroke one off while he bathed.

As soon as I turned the water off, a naked Bryce came into the bathroom. It was a clear plastic shower curtain that separated us. You could see right through it. He could see me in all my glory, and I could see his gorgeous body. I felt that his eyes were glued on my big hard cock on view through the curtain. He said that he came into tell me that I could have his sister king size bed to sleep on, and he would sleep on the couch. Bryce is a tall guy and that couch is small. I could sleep on the couch. Plus, his back was acting up. I said I would take the sofa.

His response surprised me. "A big dick like that won't fit on the couch," he stated. "You would flip right out to the floor if you rolled over." And laughed.

"It's not 'that' big."

"Maybe if you were at a party with porn stars it'd be normal sized. I knew you had a bulge in your pants. You always wear them a bit tight so the rest of us know you got some meat there, but I didn't know you were packing like that."

I was embarrassed and proud at the same moment. "You are not sleeping on the couch."

"Neither are you buddy," he told me. "Either I sleep on the couch and you in the bed or we both sleep in the bed together. Your choice."

It was a king size bed and are clothes would be dry by the time we hit the sack so we wouldn't be two guys sleeping naked together. "We can share the bed. But you will have to watch out when I roll over with my big dick, so I don't hit you." We both laughed.

I got out of the shower and he started the bath and invited me to sit on the toilet and talk to him why he took a bath. I wanted to go play with myself. I need to get my nut out but couldn't think of an excuse.

The tub filled with water and Bryce slipped in with a soft moan. It was hard to keep from looking at his body. I thought of how lucky his wife was and that a body like that should have love and devotion every night. If I were her, we would fuck every day.

Bryce turned his back to me and pointed to his shoulder, "Would you mind rubbing that muscle right there."

On the way here, I had told him that I would often give my wife a massage. She loved it. When I massaged my wife, I admitted that part of me did it for selfish reasons in hopes of getting her hot and horny. I had told him that on the ride over. Of course, that wasn't what he wanted. He just wanted help with a sore muscle.

I had been giving massages before I even met my wife. I had done guys before. Sometimes they got a little hot. Now he was asking me to massage his shoulders. I was not worried about making him horny but was scared that I would pop a hard on. He was so sexy and hot. Normally I do not drool over a man but seeing him naked had got my hormones running. I should have gone and jerked off so that I would not be so full of lust.

He asked again, "I really appreciate it if you work it for me." I didn't say anything but kneeled next to the tub. I went to work on the right shoulder. As my hands touched his strong muscles, I had to think of other things. I was there naked kneeling next to this man that was turning me on. He was so gorgeous, and I was touching him. I listed all the repairs that I needed to do around the house. My mind was still working on the list when he stood up and grabbed a towel. His semi erect penis was just at my face only inches away. I noticed the veins and that he trimmed his bush. I could see his balls upon which the cock rested. I wanted to touch it but didn't dare.

As he stepped out of the tub, he said that he wanted me to work on it on the bed. I didn't say anything but followed him. There I stood naked, him naked walking in front of me. Then he was lying down on the bed. I could see that ass. That perfect ass. I was taken out of my trance by, "Both sides need it. Actually, my whole body needs it." He lay there prostate before me. It was if he was inviting me to take his body. I felt as if he was tempting me.

When it comes to giving a massage to someone, I always hope that they will strip down naked, so it is easy to have access to their whole body. Bryce had just offered up his whole body to me. I wanted to touch him everywhere. In my mind, I thought how happy I was to be totally naked. Yet, I was afraid that he would see my stiffening cock, so I climbed up on the bed and sat upon his ass. I enjoyed the feeling of naked skin upon skin. I always start on the upper body working first the shoulders and back. There is attention to the neck, arms, and hands. It begins the relaxation. It also can help the person let down all their barriers and such.

Now while doing this, I was straddling above Bryce with my cock hanging down as gravity pulled on it. It rubbed against his nude body. I have a cock that is about 4 inches soft and balls that hang down just as far, but it was growing. There was a thrill when the head of my cock rubbed against his naked skin and he said nothing.

I worked down his body. It felt so good to feel the muscles of a man. I forgot what a man's body felt like. The tightness of the muscles. A man's body feels so different than a female. I work to the lower back-that area just above his cheeks. I could tell that he was loving it by the soft moans of pleasure. It seemed that he was surrendering to me with each motion of my hand. He was coming under my power as his body wanted more. I was going to be bold. I love those ass cheeks of his. All he could say was for me to stop, but he didn't. He allowed me to work them. I work one side then the other.

My naked body came off the bed as I prepare to move on to the thighs, calves, and feet. I pressed Bryce's foot against my body as I worked his right calf. His toes were buried in my pubes and he could feel the bases of the shaft of my cock which was hard. I could feel his toes curl in my bush and rub against that ever-hardening dick. Then taking a step back, I work the whole foot over and also the toes. I thought that I might even suck on his foot, kiss, and lick it, but I was not ready to be that bold. I wanted to but held back.

Then it is back up with the left foot firmly fitted on my cock. I could feel his foot move as it pressed against my hard dick. He was feeling what I was feeling. Then it's up to the thigh. I then focus on the ass cheeks again. I work one and then the other. Then I make sure to massage the area between the legs from the ass hole to the balls. Bryce moaned loudly as I worked this area. I wanted to reach under his body and pull his cock and balls back so that I could kiss, suck, and lick his dick and balls. Yet I would wait a bit longer.

Instead I took a moment to go in front of him to work his shoulders. There was a 7-inch monster in front of Bryce's face, and I didn't care if he saw it. I wanted him to see it actually. I wanted him to know that I wanted him. It didn't take long to know what he thought as he opened his mouth and took it. He had to have my dick in his mouth. Bryce had to taste my manliness. It was warm and comforting to have him swirling his tongue around it. How long had it been since someone had suck my dick? I forgot what it could feel like.

I wasn't ready to go all the way yet, so I removed it after a couple of minutes. I needed to work his arms and shoulders standing next to Bryce. When I moved to his side, he cupped my balls and started feeling up my penis. Then he moved from touching it to stroking it. I could smell the desire. Bryce wanted more and more.

Then I climb back up on the table and rubbed my hard dick in his crack, I would make long motions on his back as if I were rowing making my dick rub up and down that divide between two beautiful cheeks. By this time, he was filled with hormones and desires. I knew how much I loved eating out my wife's pussy and knew his ass was clean, so I did something for the first time. I buried my tongue in his hole. I liked it and he did too. I rimmed his hole burying my tongue as deep inside as possible as my hand massages the space between his hole and balls. He was moaning nonstop now. The lust filled our souls. Bryce rolled over. His manhood was fully erect.

I climb on top of him as I sit upon his crotch area so I can rub my ass against his aching dick. I work his chest paying attention to his nipples. His pecks feel so wonderful in my hands. They were so firm. Then there were his nipples which I rubbed them, then kissed them, and sucked them. I work down his body.

On to his hard rod which I worked for a few moments with my hand before taking his cock in my mouth. First the head and then slowly down the shaft to his short carpet of brown hair. Then up and down. I worked it deep as he moaned and begged for more, but I stopped as I stepped away for a moment to work down the lower body: thighs, calves, and feet to finish the promised massage. Then I returned to his throbbing cock.

It was no longer a massage as we have moved to love making. I turned my body so that he could take my throbbing dick in his mouth as we 69. After deep throating his cock, I made love to his balls. Then it was time to move down to his begging hole so that I can help prepare it with a washing from my tongue. I was there licking and kissing burying my tongue in it in an effort to moisten it knowing that it has to be lubricated before my massive cock could slide into him. I was planning to take him to paradise with my dick. Soon, I know that is all he wants by the sounds of his moaning.

He needs me inside of him as soon as possible so I move into position. I press the head of my hard cock against his tight, pleading hole. Slowly I apply pressure as the head slowly sinks inside his body until that moment comes when I knew that I was inside Bryce. We were united. We were one. We were connected. The head of my cock was free to expand inside my man's ass. Then there was a slow push inch by inch until I could get all of me inside of him. I want my pubes to be against his ass all the way. Once he is fully impaled, I held for a moment as he came to realize and accept the large sausage inside of him.

Now it was time to fuck. It was slow at first pulling back and then pushing back in like a locomotive starting down the tracks. Then the speed started to increase-faster and faster. Soon I could hear the sound of my balls slapping against my lover. I am grunting and he is moaning. Sweat starts forming with my workout. I am fucking him, and he knows it. He loves it. He calls out for me to keep going. Then together there was a magical moment when we are in ecstasy together. Our bodies shudder and shake as we both release. Me inside of him and he all over his face, chest, and stomach. Then we both collapse exhausted on the bed.

I heard him say, "Finally, I have had you. It was better than I had ever dreamed..."