Dirty Buddies E5 | He kissed me while he was on a date with a girl

Everyone is over the age of 18

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“You remember we're hanging out tonight right?” Jordan sniffs his pits. “I don't smell, do I?” 

“Mate, I live here. Yes, I'll be here,” I say from the couch as I watch him pull up his shirt to smell it. It's adorable how nervous he gets for this girl. “No, you don't smell. Could just be the cooking smells trapped in there.” 

“Alright,” he says and pulls off his shirt. The fur on his chest has a great natural pattern to it. He goes into his room and comes back with a bright blue Hawaiian shirt.

“Why?” I laugh. I mean, he doesn't look bad. He just looks like he should be toes deep in white sand. 

“Shut it, mate. This is the only button up shirt I have.” Jordan walks to the bathroom to check himself out. “Do I look like a dumbass?” 

“No,” I reassured him. “You're alright. Why does she want to hang out with me anyway?”

“Fuck if I know.” Jordan comes back into the living room, combing his brown hair back and then putting on his hat. “Whatever milady wants, she gets. As long as she keeps that ass.” He humps the air with his hips once. 

“If this is going to evolve into some weird shit where I film you two, I'm telling you now I'm not into it.” I lay down on the couch, watching Jordan experiment with how many buttons he should leave open. 

“Nah, mate, you'll love it. I'll let you get up all up in my sweaty crack,” he says nonchalantly. “Is this good?” He rubs the patch of chest hair that shows with two buttons undone. 

“Any more buttons undone and I'm going to start wanking,” I say. 

“Wouldn't be the first time,” Jordan says back with a wink. “Speaking of which, I'm going to knock one out right now.” He does a jerking motion in front of his crotch. “It worked last time. Milady was jelly by the time I was done.” 

Hot. 

Too bad he doesn't want to do it in front of me today, but I didn’t feel like pushing it.

Later that night, his girl comes over and we break out the snacks and drinks. They're more comfortable with each other this time around, and she basically sits on his lap the whole time. 

“So Stu, are you really gay? You're so…” she says. 

“Oh yeah. Never had these fingers anywhere else except in a good bottom boy,” I say and burp. 

“You've never tried?” Jordan asks, caressing Stacy's exposed waist. “The forbidden fruit.” 

“I like a different kind of fruit. Always have,” I state. “Melons don't do much for me.” 

“What kind of guys do you like then?” Stacy asks, giggling when Jordan tickles her neck with his beard. “Jordan! I'm trying to have a conversation with your friend here.” 

“Sorry, love. You're so sexy. Anyway, I can answer that. He likes the hairless skinny guys,” Jordan says. 

“Not wrong.” I drink from my cup. “But I'm open to tasting the rainbow.” 

“I like my men with a little fur.” She rubs the opening at the top of Jordan’s shirt. I watch his focus turn completely to her, with hope in his eyes. 

All men are like this, I suppose. Horny fuckers we are. 

She takes his hat off, and combs his hair for him. They kiss and I take the time to pour myself another drink. By the time I get back to my spot on the couch, she's wearing his hat and Jordan is clearly riled up with the way he keeps pulling her in closer. 

“So, have you guys ever done anything together?” Stacy asks. 

“What do you mean, love?” He leans in for another kiss but she turns to me. 

I look to Jordan to answer, because I don't want to be the one to make it awkward. The truth doesn't bother me personally, but it might for him. 

“Uh oh.” She giggles. “Looks like yes!”

“No! I … he just …” Jordan looks at me and I try to figure out what he wants me to say. 

“Don't worry. I like that. I think it's hot,” she says while rubbing his chest hair again. 

“I mean…” Jordan looks to me again for an answer. I shrug at him and drink silently. This isn't up to me. 

“What have you guys done?” 

“I mean, two horny lads in a house… we've seen each other have a wank.” 

“Oh yeah?” Her eyes widened. She half slides off Jordan’s lap, but keeps her knees over his legs. “A lot?” 

“A couple of times.” He looks embarrassed with that shy smile. No hat to hide behind either.

“Did you like it?” she asks while groping his crotch. 

“It…” He gets interrupted by her kiss. 

“Did you like it?” She turns to me. 

“He sure did,” Jordan answers for me. “Cum hungry slut right there.” 

“Wait, you've eaten his jizz?” 

I nod and finish my drink. “I like cum,” I say. 

“Have you guys kissed?” 

“No!” Jordan says. 

“Can you?” She looks at him. “Please?” Her hand strokes the length of his cock through his pants. 

“Love, I'd rather take you to my bed right now.”

“Just a little kiss? Stu?” 

Jordan and I share a look and I shrug. The whole thing is making me a little horny and I do like making out. After a moment of silent staring, Jordan smiles at me. 

“Alright mate, come over here.” 

“Really?” Stacy says excitedly. 

“Anything for you.” He lifts her legs off him and motions for me to come over. 

Well here we go, I guess. 

I walk over and sit beside Jordan, closer than I have ever been. 

“Oh god, this is fucking weird.” He laughs. “Are our beards gonna scratch on each other?” 

“Shut up and kiss me, mate.” I pucker my lips jokingly. 

“Don't make that face.” Jordan turns his head away. Then, he turns back towards me and our eyes lock. 

Okay. It's happening.

We close our eyes at the same time, and I lean forward a little to make the first contact. 

Ok. 

On the second peck, Jordan parts his lips, and I close around his bottom lip. On the third kiss, he takes the lead and kisses me, getting deeper in my mouth. 

“So hot…” I hear Stacy say distantly. I fight for control with my lips, but Jordan moves quicker.

Fuck, this is hot. 

“Oh…” Jordan moans in my mouth. I felt his body shuffling and I leaned closer, grabbing onto his shirt to kiss him more. 

“Keep going,” she hums. 

“Oh… fuck!” Jordan’s hot breath exhales into me.

I break the kiss to look down and see Jordan’s pants down and her head over his crotch. I look back to see his head tilted backwards onto the couch, mouth in a big smile. 

That chest hair is so fucking hot. 

I reach out and touch it for the first time. It's softer than it looks. I comb through it with my fingers. 

“Kiss,” she says and Jordan lifts his head. 

“Come here, mate.” He motions with his fingers and our lips meet again. “Oh fuck!” He exhales deeply as he gets sucked again and I take the opportunity to suck on his bottom lip. 

We continue to make out, with Jordan moaning more and more, losing progressively his control over the kissing until I'm the one sticking my tongue in his mouth. With my hands, I feel both his chest hair and facial hair.

My chance to make the most of it.

“Love…”

The energy emanating from him is incredible. I felt the orgasm coming, but it was unlike when I fuck bottoms. There's a masculine pressure building within him. His large chest keeps rising higher and higher.

“Oh god… love, I'm close…oh fuck…”

I pull on his lip. 

“Oh yeah… oh yeah…”

My tongue dances with his. 

“I'm going to blow.” His chest rises against my hand and I feel his chest hair between my fingers. “Oh…OH……OH!!!”

Jordan stops kissing, and breathes rapidly in my mouth. 

“I'm cumming!” I look down and she takes him out her mouth. Getting stroked quickly, Jordan jets up his Hawaiian shirt. 

“Fuck!” Jordan wraps his arm around my shoulder. “AhHhh!” 

He squirts all over the bottom half of his shirt, and I turn back around to kiss him.

Fuck, I'm so turned on by him.

He kisses me back passionately, breathing going from a tight rapid rhythm to a more relaxed slow breathing. 

“Mmm…mmm…OH!” His body jumps suddenly. 

“Do you want to eat it?” Stacy asks.

I stop kissing him, and take a look at his post orgasm face. His eyes are closed and his mouth is in a relaxed open state. 

I get on my knees and suck the front of his shirt, siphoning the man juice that hasn't soaked in completely. It's the perfect reward after feeling him orgasm under my lips. 

“That was so hot.”

“Anything for you, love.” I hear them kissing above me.

I lift his shirt to get a bit of cum that's seeped through. 

“Told you he was a cumslut.” 

“You guys can fuck around whenever you want, okay?” she says. “I want you to.”