Brendan, Part 2

 

Brendan, Jayden

The sun on my face made me stir. I felt hot. I tried to get the covers off of me, but I realized there weren’t any. My eyes felt heavy. I had been drinking too much last night.

My eyes blinked open. I was nude. The covers were all the way down to my ankles and my morning wood stood up proudly. I didn’t recognize the blue covers, nor the room I was in. I felt a presence. I looked to my right.

It was Brendan.

He was laying on his side facing me, one leg pulled up with his knee touching the side of my buttock. His humpy figure stood out beautifully, his skin looking pale in the sunlight that made it through a crack in the curtains. His right hand rested on my chest. His face showed he was still deeply asleep. His mouth hung open, exuding rhythmic breaths. There was a small stain on the pillow right next to his mouth, evidence to some drooling.

I didn’t dare move. I needed time before Brendan woke up. What had happened last night? I tried to get my brain to focus, even though there was a buzzing haziness in my head. I started to remember a few fun moments from the tailgate party. Brendan played the guitar and sung, while sitting on the end of a truck. I remembered how impressed I had been, how much more I had liked him.

That was really all I could piece together. But we were both in this unfamiliar bed, naked. Where was I? How had I gotten here? Had we had sex?

I heard the sound of a horse neighing, not that far away. Brendan didn’t even stir. Fuck. I realized where I was. This had to be Brendan’s home in Antimony, 3 hours south of Salt Lake. I shortly panicked until I realized it was Sunday. No morning meeting.

My throbbing boner just wouldn’t go down. A drop of precum fell on my stomach. I knew if I would reach down to pull the covers up, Brendan would wake up and see me naked anyway. And he likely already had seen my cock anyway.

Brendan

Brendan stirred. He moaned slightly. His hand reached over to my left side as he pulled himself closer to me. He let his head rest on my chest. I felt his hard cock against my right side. I noticed a sleepy smile when suddenly he pulled back again.
“Oh my gosh”, he uttered with a raspy voice.

He looked at my face, incredulous. I caught him quickly scanning down at my body. I had a gut reaction to cover up my cock, but decided not to. I just looked at him. He was so beautiful, even hungover, early in the morning.
“W-What happened?”, Brendan asked me.
“I was hoping you would tell me”, I replied.
He chuckled.

He let his face drop into the pillow, and I looked at the curve of his bubble butt. My cock twitched involuntarily.
“We were definitely making out when we got here, I think”, he said, the words muffled by the pillow.
“Really?”
He looked back up at me.
“Yeah, but one of us must have passed out. Or both of us?”
He looked at me, hoping for confirmation, but I had nothing.
“I don’t even remember getting here”, I said.

Brendan laughed.
“Sean drove us! But yeah, I think we were both pretty much asleep the entire way.”
I was glad that Brendan remembered more than me. I did remember speaking to Sean shortly. He was also a cowboy, in his 40s, not remotely as attractive as Brendan.
“So that would mean we probably didn’t… do anything?”, I tried.
“No. Doubt it”, Brendan said.

My cock was still rock hard and just wouldn’t go down with this naked cowboy next to me. I caught him stealing glances at it constantly. I kind of still wanted to have sex with him. But my head was pounding and his likely was as well. And, the vibe was kind of awkward while we were trying to piece the preceding night together.

Jayden, Brendan

I noticed Brendan had reached over to the nightstand on the other side of the bed and grabbed his phone.
“Let me see what Sean knows…”, he mumbled. “Oh!”
“What?”
He showed me a picture of his phone. It was me and him in the back of a truck. Brendan had passed out with his head back, his body leaning to the right. I was right next to him, clearly also asleep. My head was against the headrest, put facing Brendan. Our heads were touching as we both slept. It was quite an adorable photo.

“So, I guess you could say we were out of it”, Brendan chuckled.
“Quite!”, I laughed.
“There’s messages too”, he said. “Sean says we could barely stand and he had to help us inside.”
“Oh no”, I groaned.
“He says I was by far the drunkest and he had to take off my clothes… he says I wasn’t wearing any undies and that’s why he left me sleeping naked.”

I smiled. Brendan looked at me with a knowing look. The idea of him having gone commando in those clingy jeans turned me on even more, even though his naked body next to me was doing the trick already.
“He says, ‘your friend Jayden was very sweet, talking about how hot you were. I was glad he was able to take off his clothes himself. He did wear undies but not for long’.”
I laughed.
“’You were both dead to the world before I left the room’.”
“Well, OK, we’ve got that cleared up”, I said.

“I just can’t believe there has been a three hour car trip last night, erased from my memory”, I said.
Brendan put his phone back down on the nightstand.
“Even though we didn’t do anything, I…”, he started.
He made his way back close to me and cuddled. His beautiful eyes looked right into mine.
“I’m still happy you stayed over.”
I smiled so wide it hurt my cheeks.
“Me too.”

Brendan gave me a kiss. With tongue. It was hot. He then rested his chin on my chest and looked at me some more. His hand wandered down to my abs.
“Let me make you some breakfast, OK, beautiful?”
“That sounds great.”
“Coffee?”
“Please!”

Brendan

Brendan got up and walked to a dresser. Only now I could tell he had a boner, before he opened one of the drawers and bent over. I knew that if we both weren’t feeling so hungover we would have fucked right away. He pulled out two pairs of shorts and handed me one. He then put the other on himself.
“Do you eat eggs?”, he asked.
“Yeah?”
“Omelet sound good?”
“Perfect!”

He walked out of the room while I was getting dressed. The shorts were a little wide on my slender body, but easily held up by my throbbing boner. I walked out of the bedroom and found Brendan in the kitchen. The house felt rather homey with a lot wood and many framed photos. I saw one cute photo of Brendan with Mareekah.

I sat on one of the stools by the counter as I watched Brendan make an omelet. The coffee was already being made. He poured two glasses of orange juice and gave me one.
“Thanks”, I said.
He smiled at me and then winked. I enjoyed watching his shirtless, thick upper body as he worked for me in the kitchen.
“So does Mareekah live around here as well?”
“No, she lives in East of Salt Lake. I know her from the work she does with this animal rights group.”

My mind flashed back to the day before and how we met.
“My producer really had no idea when she asked you for that interview.”
Brendan chuckled.
“I know”, he said, adding red onion and spinach to the pan. “She just asked if I was here to see the rodeo and I said yes.”
I laughed.
“I think it was a good way to bring the issue into the mainstream”, I said.
“Agreed”, he said, “even though I don’t think your producer really liked it.”
“She didn’t like that she was surprised. But I thought it was great.”

“Do you eat cream cheese?”, he then asked.
“Yeah, sure.”
The omelet was starting to smell and look really good. I had never seen anyone make one like that before. He added some spices, after which he noticed the coffee was done and he poured me a cup.

Brendan

“That is good coffee, thanks so much.”
“I could tell you needed that”, he said.
We smiled at each other for a while.
“Hey, I can drive you back to Salt Lake after breakfast if you like.”
“No rush”, I said. “I kind of want to see the horses.”
I was happy to see that smile.
“Sure.”

Brendan put some bread in the toaster. I noticed the guitar sitting by the front door.
“Sean left the guitar as well”, I pointed out.
“Yeah. He knows how much I love that guitar.”
“Have you been playing for long?”
“Since I was 12. Wrote a few songs as well. These days I mainly play after a few drinks. Too busy to do anything more.”
“I do remember listening to you last night. You were fantastic. You should definitely play more.”
“Thanks, that’s really sweet.”

Once the omelet on toast was put in front of me, I instantly felt better. The coffee, just the fluids of the orange juice and now a good breakfast, was livening me up. Once we were done eating, Brendan showed me the sliding door at the back of the house. I could see green fields so far and so wide. Horses were scattered about.
“Oh wow, they’ve got so much space here.”
“Exactly”, Brendan replied.

Brendan pointed out the stables and said that normally around this time he would be checking on their food and scooping poop.
“Do you need some help?”, I asked.
He smiled, not realizing I was serious.
“Oh really?”
“Sure!”

Brendan

After supplying me with some proper attire, we walked out to the stables. Brendan had gotten changed as well, into a checkered shirt and some jeans that only accentuated his thick thighs and butt. He also wore a baseball cap. I watched his ass sway back and forth as he walked in front of me. He looked amazing.

I kind of liked doing an activity together as he showed me how to get the hay from one place to another. A few horses came to check what was happening and eat some of the fresh hay.
“This is Trace. And this is Ruby”, Brendan said as he petted them. I also said hello to the horses and noticed how soft they were.

Brendan and I then scooped some poop into a wheelbarrow.
“This is poop from one day?!”, I asked him.
He laughed.
“Yep! That’s why I need to do this every day.”

Brendan carried the wheelbarrow off to what he called the ‘steaming pile of shit’. I continued to pet Ruby, who seemed to take a liking to me.

We walked back to the house, where I took off the gloves and the boots.
“Wanna go shower off?”, Brendan proposed.
I smiled.
“Yeah.”

We both took off the rest of our clothing. Brendan turned the shower on and his dick was hard as a rock as he waited for the water to get warm. I knew exactly where this shower would be leading. My own cock was getting harder and harder as well.

Once the water was nice and warm, Brendan pulled me in. We kissed under the water and I knew the time had finally come. My hands slid down his sides and I squeezed his full ass, a buttock in each hand.

Brendan broke the kiss, smiled at me and turned around. His fleshy mounds pushed against my hips, my cock wedged right into his crack, pointing up to the showerhead. Brendan wiggled his ass against my cock and it was so hot. He then reached back and slapped my hard cock on his ass.

Brendan took the showerhead and pointed it at his hole. I slapped his ass a few times before I took over the showerhead and pointed it straight at his hole. I pushed his shoulder down so he would lean forward against the wall. He moaned. I handed the showerhead back to him and he put it back up. I lined up my cock and entered him.

Brendan, Jayden

His hole was so wet and open it easily took my cock in. As I entered him completely, Brendan moaned again.
“That‘s so big”, he muttered.
I increased my speed and started fucking him harder. His ass shook with each thrust as he gasped and moaned, clearly so happy to get fucked.

I had maybe only been fucking him for about a minute when Brendan’s knees started to buckle.
“I…. I’m going to cum!”
One of his hands let go off the wall and reached down to his cock. I continued to fuck him, trying to hold him up around the waist. And soon enough I could feel his body bucking, his ass instinctively pushing down on my cock. He was having an orgasm, so quickly.

I slowed down my fucking, allowing Brendan to catch his breath.
“Oh man”, he said, still bent forward.
I slid my cock all the way up into his ass and pulled him up by the shoulder. He stood up and looked back at me, his face flushed. I kissed him. He was still breathing deeply and balancing against the wall. I reached around, milking every last drop of cum from his long, uncut dick.

Brendan’s head fell back against my shoulder. I touched his abs and chest, but the feeling of his meaty ass against my hips and around my cock turned me on the most.
“I love you inside me”, he said.
“And I love your ass.”
“Good.”

Brendan turned around and kissed me.
“You’re just so… overwhelming”, he said.
I smiled.
“How?”
“All of you. So beautiful, so… suddenly in my life. And then you fuck the cum out of me in what, 30 seconds?”
I laughed.
“It’s a lot”, he said, “but I want more.”

Jayden, Brendan

He cleaned himself off, but it was clear he wanted a round 2 in the bedroom. He couldn’t stop touching my dick and it didn’t go down for one second. We walked to the bedroom. I sat on the bed. Brendan stood in front of me, a towel wrapped around his waist.
“Why don’t you come here and ride me?”
His smile only made me hornier.

Brendan walked to the bed and sat on his knees, one leg on either side of me. He pushed my chest down and reached back to put my cock inside of him. Feeling my cock slide into that perfect bubble butt once again and seeing his face the second that it did, was such a turn on.

And Brendan knew how to ride a dick. He bounced up and down on me, his cock gradually growing back into an erection without it being touched. His strong thighs made sure that he was able to ride my dick for so long, but the second he just sat down, my hips started thrusting into him almost automatically. His moans went up an octave.

“Yeah, sit on my dick”, I said as I fucked him.
I could tell Brendan wanted to maintain eye contact, but his eyes rolled up a few times. I fucked him harder and harder and soon enough, his hands went to his cock after all.
“I’m going to cum”, he announced as his cum dribbled out onto my abs.

I slowed down my fucking, but it was clear he didn’t want that as he resumed bouncing on my dick. His cock slowly started to go down into a semi as it flopped up and down, his ass fucking my cock. The visual was finally enough for me to feel my orgasm coming on.
“Where… where do you want my cum?”, I asked.

Brendan jumped off of my cock in response and positioned his face down by my cock.
“Shoot it all over me”, he said.
Which I did. Ropes of cum landed on his cheek and forehead. I came so much. He smiled as I painted his face. Once my orgasm was over, he pulled me up and kissed me. I licked some of my cum off his face and gave it back to him in the kiss.

“I love that big ol’ dick in my hole”, Brendan murmured.
I chuckled.
“And your ass is just... bootylicious.”
He smiled.
“That’s one of my nicknames. It’s a lot of butt.”
“I know, I love it.”

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