Dirty Buddies E6 | His girlfriend's out of town, and all he has is me

Everyone is over the age of 18

A week later after the last story…

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I didn’t see Jordan much the next week. I’m not sure if he felt a little off about kissing me, or he was just busy with his new girlfriend. I heard them coming in late one night but it seemed like he just wasn’t there most of the week.

So it was almost a full week since I made out with him and then sucked the cum out of his shirt when we bumped into each other at our front door. 

“You alright, mate?” He opens the door. “Ladies and gays first.” 

“Yeah yeah.” I shake my head as I walk in. “Where you been at? I’m starting to feel like I’m living with a ghost.”

“At Stacy’s. We stay up late.” Jordan knocks his fists together. “Then, it’s just easier for me to pass out there while she does her hot girl thing.”

“Her hot girl thing?” I take off my pants and lounge on the couch in my boxer briefs. 

“Take off her makeup and shit like that,” he says and then kicks off his shoes. “She’s out this weekend visiting her folks though.”

“Oh yeah? Back to your ex-girlfriend Ms. Left Hand then, aren’t you?” I tease him.

“Right hand. And you know that, you dirty cunt.” Jordan takes off his socks and throws them in a laundry pile by the closet. “No, seriously, she’s been draining my pole non-stop. I worry about getting it up every time. I should probably recharge the tanks before she gets back.” 

“Sounds like a dream.” 

“You have no idea, mate.” He sighs and sits down on the couch. “She’s so damn sexy. Way too fit for me, in any case.”

“She thinks the same thing about you, I can tell.” 

“Yeah, you think?” he says hopefully, giving me a smile. “I gotta hit the weights a little harder if I want to keep her.” He does a little flex to check out his muscles, giving himself a sniff test at the same time. 

“We can go together if you want. I need to beef up a little if I want to stay relevant for the twinks.” I turn on the TV. 

We hung out as normal that night, ordering a pizza and putting on the game. The only difference was that Jordan kept checking his phone every couple minutes, with a dumb smile on his face illuminated by the screen’s blue glow. 

“I’m gonna start getting jealous, you know,” I joke.

“Sorry, mate. When you grow a pair of tits like this, you can have all my attention.” He shows me the picture on his phone but I don’t bother looking. “She’s texting me all kinds of wild shit right now.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, she wants me to send a video. Do you mind?” He rubs his crotch

“Go for it.” 

Jordan stands up and takes down his sweats, then pulls his semi-boner out of his boxers’ slit. Illuminated by the phone’s flash, his cock becomes the brightest thing in the room. 

Yum.

“Pull your nuts out too, mate. She’ll like that.”

“You think?” Jordan makes a little grunt as he pulls them out, framing his cock and balls nicely. “Okay, yeah that does look better.” 

“You gonna cum for her?” I egg him on. His big dick is getting harder. 

“Yeah, maybe.” He puts the phone down and the room darkens again. Tilting his head back on the couch, he strokes himself lazily. “I haven’t had to jerk off all week. Kinda nice not to have to worry about busting too early.” He licks his hand and goes back to stroking. 

“Yeah, for sure.” I pull my hard-on out too and stroke to him. “She got you off before she left?”

“Nah. She had to pack.” Jordan peers at what I’m doing. “Am I turning you on?”

“Yeah, sure.” I spit on my cock. 

“Yeah, you a good cockslut.” He frames his hard cock in a triangle with his hand and bounces it. I look up in surprise at his face. Is he…? Jordan breaks out in a big grin. “Gotcha.”

“Don’t tease me if you’re not gonna act on it.” I shake my head and increase my stroke. He shrugs and goes back to jerking his dick. 

“How many times do you think you’ve squirted to me?” 

“That time in the bathroom…that time with the pizza box…that time on the toast…” I can suddenly taste his cum in my mouth. 

“How about that night we kissed?” Jordan looks straight at me. 

“Yeah.” My breath quickens.

“Afterwards, by yourself out here?”

“Yeah.”

Jordan laughs, then switches to a different stroke technique on his cock. “You gonna burst to me tonight then?”

“You gonna get me off?”

“Should be easy.” He puts his hands before his head, showing me his dark pits and making his cock wave. “Yeah, good boy.”

“Mate, I’m telling you.” I shake my head, stroking my meat furiously to his display of masculinity. “If you blueball me, I’m not going to be happy.”

“Stacy said she doesn’t care if we do things together. So when she’s gone, you’re my bitch.”

The last 3 words repeated itself in my head.

Is he serious?

“You gonna fuck me?” I start panting as I masturbate to him.

“No.” He smirks at me. “I don’t wanna go digging for gold.” Then, he takes off his shirt and his boxers. “But, I want you to squirt for me.”

“Yeah?”  I tighten my grip as he stands over me like a god. Hairy. Muscular. Manly.

“Yeah, you're gonna be a good boy.” He spits on his cock and some of it lands on me. 

“Oh fuck… right now?” I pound my dick, scanning every part of his body.

“You’re that turned on by me? I haven’t even done anything yet.”

Smack! He slaps his thick cock on his palm.

“Do you want me to?” I ask, switching to just a 3 finger stroke since I’m on the edge. “I’m close.” 

“You’re a sucker for me. Fuck.” His dick starts dripping. 

“Can I?”

“Yeah, you dirty cunt.”  He climbs onto the couch and his precum slow drips directly onto my tongue. 

Oh yeah….

“Cum for me.”

Oh yeahh… oh fuck… I close my lips to break the string of precum so I can swallow it. He jerks off on top of me, swinging his sticky juice onto my nose with the movement. 

“Cum for me, Stu.”

“Oh!” I crunch forward, almost directly into his balls as I squirt onto my stomach.

“Good boy!”

“OH!” The second shot flies way further, landing on my chin.

“Oh yeah!” Jordan laughs. I shoot another shot on my face at his reaction. 

“Oh! Fuck!” I grunt as another explosive wave of orgasm unloads onto me. The way he’s looking down at me is so hot, and I’m close enough to smell his crotch’s musk.

“I’m going to cum on your face.”

“Yeah, do it.” I keep stroking and look up at him. 

“Oh yeah…here it comes…”

I close my eyes as the warm liquid lands on my face, coating me in a thick layer of goo. 

“Yeah, you dirty cumslut…oh yeahh…dirty cunt…”

I look up as soon as I feel no more cum dripping on me. Making a show out of it, I scrape the cum off my cheeks and direct it towards my mouth, then blow bubbles with it to show him.

“Oh my god. You’re sick, mate.” He half laughs, half sighs.

“Can I touch it?” I ask.

“No,” Jordan says, stroking his cock and dripping the rest of his cum on me. I eat it up as quickly as it lands on my lips. 

“Next time?”

“Maybe. If you’re good.”