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We got back to MattAtl29's apartment after jogging. I was staying with him and his girlfriend for the weekend before a conference I was going to in Athens starting on Monday.
"Sorry, boys," she said as we walked back into the apartment. "I had to run the dishwasher, so you won't want to take a shower yet. Dinner won't be for an hour, so you'll have time to shower before dinner. Honey, why don't you show Rob the rooftop balcony? That way you won't stink up the place, and the view is spectacular." She kissed him
"The water switches between icy and boiling, depending on what the dishwasher is doing," Matt explained as he ushered me outside.
It wasn't exactly a balcony as much as just a patio door that opened onto the roof. I pulled Matt around the corner. He looked at me with hunger in his eyes.
"Dude, we can't do this," Matt told me. "I said you could stay with us for the weekend, but we can't do this. My girl friend is ten feet away." He was saying no, but we both knew he wanted it. When I lowered my sweat pants, it took him no time to grab my hard cock.
"I can give myself a hand job, faggot," I whispered in his ear.
"Please," he moaned. I don't know if he meant "please, no" or "please, yes," but it didn't really matter. I pushed him to his knees, but he would have dropped to them anyway.
Matt swallowed my cock like he was starving for it. The truth is, he probably was. I let him suck my cock for a while, but then I pulled out of his mouth, pulled him up, and shoved him against the brick wall. As I yanked down his sweats, I whispered in his ear, "Keep quiet, bitch. You don't want your girlfriend to find out we're not really friends. Then I rammed my cock into him, balls deep. I had never been gentle with Matt, and I wasn't going to start now.
I could tell he was struggling, not only to take my cock, but also to keep quiet. I pulled his shirt off him, stuffed it in his mouth, then put my hand over his face to keep the shirt gagging him. As soon as I was confident he would be quiet, I resumed railing his tight pussy. It had been a couple of years since I had last been inside him, but he was still one of the best fucks I ever had. I missed not being able to use him every day like I did when we were in college.
All too soon I was pumping my load deep inside him. When I pulled out, Matt spun around and sucked my cock into his mouth, sucking off every last drop of my cum and sweat he could get.
"Dishwasher's done. It's safe to shower," I hear Matt' girlfriend shout out to us.
"I'll go. You need to get yourself cleaned up before she sees you like that. You look suspiciously like you've just had sex," I said, slapping him a little harder than just playfully.
"Thank you," he looked up at me. I knew it wasn't for giving him the time to compose himself. It was for not letting him say no.
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We got back to MattAtl29's apartment after jogging. I was staying with him and his girlfriend for the weekend before a conference I was going to in Athens starting on Monday.
"Sorry, boys," she said as we walked back into the apartment. "I had to run the dishwasher, so you won't want to take a shower yet. Dinner won't be for an hour, so you'll have time to shower before dinner. Honey, why don't you show Rob the rooftop balcony? That way you won't stink up the place, and the view is spectacular." She kissed him
"The water switches between icy and boiling, depending on what the dishwasher is doing," Matt explained as he ushered me outside.
It wasn't exactly a balcony as much as just a patio door that opened onto the roof. I pulled Matt around the corner. He looked at me with hunger in his eyes.
"Dude, we can't do this," Matt told me. "I said you could stay with us for the weekend, but we can't do this. My girl friend is ten feet away." He was saying no, but we both knew he wanted it. When I lowered my sweat pants, it took him no time to grab my hard cock.
"I can give myself a hand job, faggot," I whispered in his ear.
"Please," he moaned. I don't know if he meant "please, no" or "please, yes," but it didn't really matter. I pushed him to his knees, but he would have dropped to them anyway.
Matt swallowed my cock like he was starving for it. The truth is, he probably was. I let him suck my cock for a while, but then I pulled out of his mouth, pulled him up, and shoved him against the brick wall. As I yanked down his sweats, I whispered in his ear, "Keep quiet, bitch. You don't want your girlfriend to find out we're not really friends. Then I rammed my cock into him, balls deep. I had never been gentle with Matt, and I wasn't going to start now.
I could tell he was struggling, not only to take my cock, but also to keep quiet. I pulled his shirt off him, stuffed it in his mouth, then put my hand over his face to keep the shirt gagging him. As soon as I was confident he would be quiet, I resumed railing his tight pussy. It had been a couple of years since I had last been inside him, but he was still one of the best fucks I ever had. I missed not being able to use him every day like I did when we were in college.
All too soon I was pumping my load deep inside him. When I pulled out, Matt spun around and sucked my cock into his mouth, sucking off every last drop of my cum and sweat he could get.
"Dishwasher's done. It's safe to shower," I hear Matt' girlfriend shout out to us.
"I'll go. You need to get yourself cleaned up before she sees you like that. You look suspiciously like you've just had sex," I said, slapping him a little harder than just playfully.
"Thank you," he looked up at me. I knew it wasn't for giving him the time to compose himself. It was for not letting him say no.
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