Bronson chuckled and ran his fingers along Biff’s pucker. Biff moaned with pleasure, so Bronson knew Biff was ready. Bronson pushed Biff’s legs back more to really expose Biff’s beautiful pucker. Bronson went in and started to lick Biff’s pucker. Biff started to move around again because the feeling was amazing. Biff did not get much eating out, and he really enjoyed it. Bronson was really good at it, so it made the experience amazing. Bronson’s tongue danced, licked, and probed all around Biff’s pucker. Biff finally said to Bronson, “Look, I love this but dude, fuck me. There is lube and condoms in that little basket by my bed. Bronson reached over and got the lube and a condom. Bronson opened up the condom and rolled it down his beautiful cut cock. He then took the lube and lubed up Biff’s hole really well as well as wiping lube all over his condom. Bronson looked at Biff, “Are you ready?” As ready as I can be, let’s do this. I want to feel you in me.” Bronson lined his cock up with Biff’s hole and slowly pushed. Biff’s hole was so juicy that his head almost easily breeched Biff’s ring. In fact, Bronson was surprised how much Biff did not even grimace as he passed through the ring.
Once inside, Bronson went in slowly while Biff continued to moan. Bronson slowly pushed and pushed until his bush was up again, Biff’s balls. Biff smiled up at Bronson, “You are all the way in, aren’t you?” “I am, Bronson said. Biff smiled. “Ok, Bronson, your turn.” Bronson smiled and said, “Ok, Biff, here we go.” Bronson started sliding his cock in and out with slow but steady movement. It didn’t seem long for Biff to adjust to the cock inside him and actually had a smile on his face while Bronson fucked him. Bronson started moving his cock around a bit as he drove inside Biff, and suddenly, Biff groaned especially loud, and Bronson so the pre-cum leak out of Biff’s hard cock again. Bronson said to Biff, “I hit the spot, didn’t I?” Biff said, “Oh, you sure did. Hit it again.” So Bronson worked on trying to hit Bff’s prostate again so Biff would react with pleasure. Watching Biff enjoy himself so much really was affecting Bronson. He was feeling amazing, and the more amazing he felt, the closer he was getting to blowing his load. Bronson started to pick up the pace a little, and Biff just smiled. Biff knew Bronson was close, and he was excited to feel Bronson's dick as he came. Bronson really began to bang into Biff’s ass, and Biff just hung on. This was all about Bronson now. Bronson was breathing heavier and pounding harder when suddenly Bronson said, “I’m gonna cum, Biff.” Biff said, “Give it to me, Bron.” One more slide out and in, and Bronson pushed really hard into Biff’s ass. Biff could feel his cock pumping his cum into the condom. While Bronson was cuming, suddenly Biff started to cum again, which meant Biff’s hole was squeezing Bronson’s cock harder, making the experience even better for him. Bronson groaned and groaned and seemed like he came for an hour. When he pumped his last volley, he collapsed on Biff, whose belly and chest were now covered in cum. Bronson looked down at Biff, smiled, and kissed him hard enough to let Biff know that he enjoyed the experience. Bronson slowly pulled out, and Biff said, “What are you going to do with the contents of the condom?” Bronson looked at him, a little confused. He said, “I was going just to throw it away.” Biff said, “That would be a terrible waste of some good fresh protein. Why don’t you dump the contents into my mouth? I mean, you swallowed and tasted me; let me swallow and taste you.” Bronson looked at Biff with some surprise, “Are you sure you want me to do that?” Biff replied, “I’d be mad if you didn’t.”
Bronson carefully pulled the condom off his now spent cock and moved it over Biff’s face. “Are you ready?” Bronson asked. “Hell yes, I’m ready. Give me that protein.” With that, Biff opened his mouth, and Bronson turned the condom over, and a large wad of cum slid out the condom and right into Biff’s mouth. Biff kept his mouth open, waiting for more. More dropped, and when it appeared the condom was empty, Biff momentarily closed his mouth and then swallowed. “So?” Bronson said. “I think you taste pretty damn good too,” Biff said. Bronson smiled and kissed Biff again, this time tasting himself. He asked Biff if there was a towel? Biff told him there was one in the laundry. So Bronson got out of bed and went to the closet where Biff kept his laundry and found the towel. He brought it back and wiped off Biff’s ass and then wiped off Biff’s chest and finally wiped off his own chest.
By now, both of them were pretty sober, so blaming all this on being drunk was not going to work. Bronson asked Biff he wanted to get a quick shower. Biff grabbed towels for both of them, and they headed to the shower. While showering, they kept exchanging smiles with each other. Finally, Branson said, “I am happy we finally did that, Biff. The sexual tension between us just kept getting worse. We needed the alcohol to break our defenses, but I have no regrets about what just happened.” Biff smiled and said, “Branson, you have no idea how much I have wanted this to happen.” “So, does this make us boyfriends?” Branson asked. Biff said, “Only if you want to.” Branson said, “I don’t want to be an asshole here, but how about if we just hang out and see if there is really something here.” “I think that is a good idea, Bronson. As long as we don’t ignore, avoid, or start to ghost each other.” By now, they were done their shower and headed back to Biff’s room.
It was 4:30 in the morning, and Biff’s roommate was not coming back until Sunday night, so the room was really free. When they got in the room, Biff said, “If you want to sleep here, you can.” Bronson said, “I think I would feel like an ass if I just left after all that.” Biff assumed that Bronson would sleep in his roommates' bed and he would sleep in his. Biff pulled the covers back to his bed, and Bronson crawled in. Biff looked at him and said, “Oh, I thought you would sleep in Mark’s bed, but if you want to sleep in mine, it’s ok. Branson said, “I want to sleep in your bed with you.” “Are you sure?” Biff asked. “Get that beautiful ass in here next to me!” Biff turned the lights out in the room and found his way to his bed. Bronson was waiting for him, and once Biff got in bed, Bronson big spooned him. Bronson thanked Biff for a wonderful night, kissed his neck, and then slid his arm around Biff. Biff thanked Bronson for an amazing Saturday night and slid a little closer to Bronson. He put his hand on Bronson’s, and in a short period of time, they both fell asleep.
Once inside, Bronson went in slowly while Biff continued to moan. Bronson slowly pushed and pushed until his bush was up again, Biff’s balls. Biff smiled up at Bronson, “You are all the way in, aren’t you?” “I am, Bronson said. Biff smiled. “Ok, Bronson, your turn.” Bronson smiled and said, “Ok, Biff, here we go.” Bronson started sliding his cock in and out with slow but steady movement. It didn’t seem long for Biff to adjust to the cock inside him and actually had a smile on his face while Bronson fucked him. Bronson started moving his cock around a bit as he drove inside Biff, and suddenly, Biff groaned especially loud, and Bronson so the pre-cum leak out of Biff’s hard cock again. Bronson said to Biff, “I hit the spot, didn’t I?” Biff said, “Oh, you sure did. Hit it again.” So Bronson worked on trying to hit Bff’s prostate again so Biff would react with pleasure. Watching Biff enjoy himself so much really was affecting Bronson. He was feeling amazing, and the more amazing he felt, the closer he was getting to blowing his load. Bronson started to pick up the pace a little, and Biff just smiled. Biff knew Bronson was close, and he was excited to feel Bronson's dick as he came. Bronson really began to bang into Biff’s ass, and Biff just hung on. This was all about Bronson now. Bronson was breathing heavier and pounding harder when suddenly Bronson said, “I’m gonna cum, Biff.” Biff said, “Give it to me, Bron.” One more slide out and in, and Bronson pushed really hard into Biff’s ass. Biff could feel his cock pumping his cum into the condom. While Bronson was cuming, suddenly Biff started to cum again, which meant Biff’s hole was squeezing Bronson’s cock harder, making the experience even better for him. Bronson groaned and groaned and seemed like he came for an hour. When he pumped his last volley, he collapsed on Biff, whose belly and chest were now covered in cum. Bronson looked down at Biff, smiled, and kissed him hard enough to let Biff know that he enjoyed the experience. Bronson slowly pulled out, and Biff said, “What are you going to do with the contents of the condom?” Bronson looked at him, a little confused. He said, “I was going just to throw it away.” Biff said, “That would be a terrible waste of some good fresh protein. Why don’t you dump the contents into my mouth? I mean, you swallowed and tasted me; let me swallow and taste you.” Bronson looked at Biff with some surprise, “Are you sure you want me to do that?” Biff replied, “I’d be mad if you didn’t.”
Bronson carefully pulled the condom off his now spent cock and moved it over Biff’s face. “Are you ready?” Bronson asked. “Hell yes, I’m ready. Give me that protein.” With that, Biff opened his mouth, and Bronson turned the condom over, and a large wad of cum slid out the condom and right into Biff’s mouth. Biff kept his mouth open, waiting for more. More dropped, and when it appeared the condom was empty, Biff momentarily closed his mouth and then swallowed. “So?” Bronson said. “I think you taste pretty damn good too,” Biff said. Bronson smiled and kissed Biff again, this time tasting himself. He asked Biff if there was a towel? Biff told him there was one in the laundry. So Bronson got out of bed and went to the closet where Biff kept his laundry and found the towel. He brought it back and wiped off Biff’s ass and then wiped off Biff’s chest and finally wiped off his own chest.
By now, both of them were pretty sober, so blaming all this on being drunk was not going to work. Bronson asked Biff he wanted to get a quick shower. Biff grabbed towels for both of them, and they headed to the shower. While showering, they kept exchanging smiles with each other. Finally, Branson said, “I am happy we finally did that, Biff. The sexual tension between us just kept getting worse. We needed the alcohol to break our defenses, but I have no regrets about what just happened.” Biff smiled and said, “Branson, you have no idea how much I have wanted this to happen.” “So, does this make us boyfriends?” Branson asked. Biff said, “Only if you want to.” Branson said, “I don’t want to be an asshole here, but how about if we just hang out and see if there is really something here.” “I think that is a good idea, Bronson. As long as we don’t ignore, avoid, or start to ghost each other.” By now, they were done their shower and headed back to Biff’s room.
It was 4:30 in the morning, and Biff’s roommate was not coming back until Sunday night, so the room was really free. When they got in the room, Biff said, “If you want to sleep here, you can.” Bronson said, “I think I would feel like an ass if I just left after all that.” Biff assumed that Bronson would sleep in his roommates' bed and he would sleep in his. Biff pulled the covers back to his bed, and Bronson crawled in. Biff looked at him and said, “Oh, I thought you would sleep in Mark’s bed, but if you want to sleep in mine, it’s ok. Branson said, “I want to sleep in your bed with you.” “Are you sure?” Biff asked. “Get that beautiful ass in here next to me!” Biff turned the lights out in the room and found his way to his bed. Bronson was waiting for him, and once Biff got in bed, Bronson big spooned him. Bronson thanked Biff for a wonderful night, kissed his neck, and then slid his arm around Biff. Biff thanked Bronson for an amazing Saturday night and slid a little closer to Bronson. He put his hand on Bronson’s, and in a short period of time, they both fell asleep.
