Drinkin' By The Lake
By Me4Smoke
David and I grew up together in the back woods of Virginia. One country road into and out of the small town. David and I went everywhere together. Hell, I went on as many dates with his girlfriend as he did: I was the driver, he and Missy Logan were in the back seat. Summer nights were a total bore unless someone threw a party or a wake. They all added up to the same thing. Somebody’s going to get drunk! Well, if you’ve never heard the redneck mating call, it sounds like this.."Oh, I’m drunk!" Here’s how this one night went.
Missy’s uncle Ned passed away. Poor SOB never had a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of. Missy’s mother had to pay for the funeral. Therefore, the deceased stayed in the front parlor until internment. Thursday night, Missy’s mom had the wake and had gone all out to show her “poor" brother off to the other side. (Just where IS the other side anyway?) The wingdings were great and complemented the pig’s-in-a-blanket well. The ice cold Old Milwaukee sure was good to wash it down with. Well, I think you get the picture. It was not the send off that I’d like to have.
David was trying to console Missy as best he could but he sure wasn’t making things easier for her. He’d had more than his share of the beer and Missy was NOT impressed when he decided to do dounuts in the driveway in his 4x4. He said it was in honor of uncle Ned. Missy wasn’t buying it!
I told him it was a bad idea. Anyway, by the time the party, I mean wake, was over, Missy tossed David and me both out.
So, me being David’s best bud, I drove us to the store so my best bud could get more beer. After all, he was upset about uncle Ned…. And the fact that Missy had treated him so badly. All the way up the road David kept cursing women. “Women think they is all that! They got the snatch and that gives them the right to just pull the plug! I got news for ‘em, I don’t need a damned one of ‘em. Minnie palm and her four sisters ain’t never let me down!"
Did I mention that he was drinkin’ heavy?
Well, we made it to the store and David wanted to go to the lake and just sit. He couldn’t go home drinkin’ like he was and I sure wasn’t going to take him to my house. Momma would have killed me and him both. Don’t start on the Momma jokes. She’s mean. Besides, how’d you like it if your twenty-five year old son still lived with ya?
We got to the lake and I put it in park. I switched the lights off and we were in total darkness. Nothing but the fireflies glow. I turned the key to ACC so that the country music would come back on and I turned it down real low. The light from the dash gave just enough light to see each other.
“Ricky", David says. “When you going to get a girlfriend? You ain’t been on a date since I known you."
I lit a red and slumped back in the seat. “I don’t recon I want one the way you and Missy go at it. Mom and Pop seem to be about as bad and what do I need one for. I can take care of myself just fine."
David lit his red and exhaled out the window, "Well, you got a point there. It ain’t all it’s cracked up to be. He then turned up the third beer he’d had since leaving the store. I was driving so I only had two beers and was starting my third. I liked to watch David smoke. I loved the way he inhaled, a hard draw or two and then some of the smoke would try to escape before he sucked it back down. Then he’d blow it out strong and let the rest escape through his nose. Most of the time he’d breath out four or five times before the smoke thinned out. I remember when we started smoking at thirteen. We’d cough our asses off and laugh and inhale again. Before long we were smoking like the old guys. Now and then he’d blow his exhales at me. I’d pretend that I hated it (but I didn’t) and that made him do it more.
David sat there smoking and drinking and I knew that it wouldn’t be long till he’d be getting sleepy. I knew him like a book, or at least I thought I did….
“You know", David said around his red. “I sure thought I was going to get me some tonight." I drew a lung full in and tossed my red, blowing my smoke towards the floorboard of his truck. “Horny as I am, I think I’m gonna have to take matters into my own hands." David said and then looked over at me with a questioning grin.
I smiled back. I didn’t know what to say to that and actually liked where it was going anyway. Hell, I’d seen David’s big ole crank too many times to mention so one more free shot in the dim light of the dash wasn’t going to hurt nothing.
David started rubbing his Levi’s and I could see the bulge he was creating. He actually never took his eyes off of me while he did it. I felt like he was wanting me to look. He still had that grin on his face and the red planted there between his lips.
I looked at his crotch and back up to his face several times. He drew real big on his red and exhaled the smoke at me as he tossed it out the window.
“Wanna join me?" David asked as he unbuttoned his jeans. “You really going to beat your shit right here?" I asked with a grin. “Damn right I am. It’s my truck and it’s my cock so I recon I can play with it if I want. Besides, It looks like you want to do the same. I see you got a tent startin’ in your pants too!" I knew I had a bone but I didn’t think it was obvious, nor did I think he would have noticed.
“Pull it out, give it some room and some attention. I know you know how, hell, you ain’t got no one else to do it for ya and every man alive tosses off now and then." David said as he finished the last sip of his beer.
“Damn, I’m drunker than shit" David laughed as he finished pulling his eight inch uncut cock out of his tight whites. I laughed back and said, “I hear ya, I’m about there myself." That’s when he reached over and put his hand on my leg. I was startled but tried not to show it. In all the years I’ve known him, he’s never done anything like that.
When he saw that I didn’t move or say anything he reached up and squeezed my cock through my blue jeans. He was still looking me in the eye when he asked, “Ricky, you ever do anything with a guy?"
“Truth?" I asked. “Yeah, buddy to buddy, ….anything?"
“Yeah, once. I went out of town once, last year, when you and Missy were gone to the Truck show for the weekend. I had an old guy offer me a drink, next thing I knew he was in my pants and I shot down his throat."
“Did you like it?" He asked.
I lit another red,“Truth?"
“Fuckin’A, truth!"
“Yeah, made me want to do the same for him but I was too scared." I told him as sweat began to run down my face.
“Cool,……… I ain’t done it but I thought about it a few times. I just don’t want no one thinkin’ I’m a faggot or nothin’." David said as he lit another red.
“What is it about a guy that makes you want to get crazy? I mean, Is there something special about any one guy that does it for you?"
“Damn, man, why you got to go and ask this shit? Fuck, I never thought I’d be talking to you about this!"
“Man" David said as smoke drifted from his bearded face, “I’m just drunk and talkin’,…… besides, best buds shouldn’t have secrets."
“If you really want to know and you won’t stop being my friend I’ll tell ya, everything!"
“Deal, I known you too long and been through too much to get all wierded out over shit." He said as he blew another hit of smoke at me.
“That’s one of the things." I said as I inhaled his exhaled smoke.
“What?" A pause…."Me blowin smoke at ya, does that make your dick hard?" David asked while looking at and rolling his red between his fingers.
“Yeah, that. I don’t know why…. Just fucks me up! Has since the first time you did it." I confessed.
“Damn, you too! I thought it was just me. I didn’t know it made you hot too."
I looked at him with wide eyes. I had no idea that it turned him on also.
“And beards or face fur, what ever.. Just the man thing. I’ve always loved to look at men…not all of them, just the cute ones." I said with a chuckle.
“Fuck!" David said with an alcohol slur. “This makes me hotter than I was. I ain’t gay or nothing and I love me some pussy but the thought of having a guys lips on my rod gets me off when I think of it and beat my meat."
“I know what ya mean man." I said while taking the last drag off of my red.
David just sat there starring out the dark windshield. He reached over again and put his hand on my crotch, gave it a squeeze and lit a red. His cock was still out and he handed me his red. He put it in my lips and said, “There you go, bro. Now don’t that make your dick hard?" Then he sat up, removed his pants totally and lit another red for himself. I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed his huge cock and started stroking it.
“Ah…. Bro…that feels hot!" David said as he leaned back with his eyes closed and his red hanging.
“Suck it Ricky, I want a guy to suck my cock so bad!"
I didn’t wait for him to finish his last word. I took his rod in my mouth and pushed it as far down my throat as I could.
“Gawd Damn bro…Fuck! Oh yeah…that’s hot!"
David now had his hand on the back of my head pushing me down. I resisted at first because I wasn’t used to sucking cock but Fuck it was good. Knowing that my bearded, hairy, best friend was wantin’ me to suck him off got me higher than the beer I’d been drinkin’ all night.
“Fuck, I ain’t never had a mouth so hot on my cock before. You are the shit man!" David said as he started watching me bob up and down on his meat, his hand still squeezing my cock in my jeans.
I pulled off of him and sat up and just looked at him.
“Why you stoppin’ bro? That shit was gettin’ good!?"
I flicked my ash and took a big drag off of my red. He must have known what I wanted at that point because he did the same and leaned into me. Our beards met along with our smoke as we exhaled. I could smell the smoke and beer in his beard and feel his breath as it washed through my moustache. He then locked lips with me hard. He had the same passion that I had. We wanted each other bad. It may have been the beer or a combination of beer and sexual need but one thing is for sure, It was HOT! My tongue was in his mouth and his in mine. Our beards were wet as hell but we kept probing each other’s mouths as far and hard as we could.
We broke the kiss and exhaled. Both of us on fire with evil lust.
“Suck me again, man… Gawd it felt good!"
I took another hit off of my red and dove on his tall, hard cock. I exhaled as I sucked. The smoke was back lit by the dash lights as David sighed and pumped his hips to meet my wet, smoky mouth. I sucked at the foreskin and worked my tongue under it to make sure I tasted all of his cock. I could tell that this was a good thing for him because it caused more moans and grunts when I did so. I tasted pre-cum the whole time and he was sucking on his red one hit after the other. The sweet smell of his exhales was making me crazier and crazier. I wanted him to blow..I wanted to taste that too!
“STOP!!! I don’t wanna cum yet. Let me do that!"
David pulled me off of him and pushed me back against the drivers side door. My head rested over the window opening as he tore at my zipper.
David took one last drag from his red and handed it to me. I guess he wanted me to toss it out but I needed it. I put the three-quarter smoked and soaked filtered red in my lips and drew in. I could taste his spit and knew it had been in his lips while I sucked his cock. I exhaled over his head as, for the first time, David put another man’s cock to his lips.
He copied my moves but I didn’t care… It was a blow job from my hot friend and I’d take it any way I could get it.
“That’s right, David, don’t be afraid of it..it don’t bite back…" I said as I pushed his head down to get more of my seven incher in his throat. He started to gag and I backed off. He must have wanted it too bad because he pushed his head deeper into my groin. He came off of it and looked at me with wild eyes, “You’re one hot mother fucker Ricky. This is awesome!
He stared back down and said, “Light us another one!" just before he buried his face in my pubes. I quickly lit another red and exhaled down on him. He looked up and said, “Do that again!"
I took a double hit and when I was about to exhale in his face he met my lips with his and inhaled so hard that he pulled my breath from me. Then he pulled back and exhaled my smoke back in my face. I met his lips with mine and the tongue battle began again. I pushed him backwards with my body without resistance. When the kiss broke I dropped back down on his cock and began to suck with all the sexual energy I had. David took my red and dangled it from his lips and groaned around the filter. With every word smoke escaped onto me. He was, in effect, hot boxing the red.
“I’m gonna shoot man, I’m gonna shoot!" David said to warn me. I wanted his seed too bad to pull off. He lunged up to meet my downward stroke and the cum blasting began. He was not kidding about wanting to shoot a load tonight. He filled my mouth with cum. He thrashed and humped and almost screamed, “Fuck, Fuck….Gawd damn, FUCK!"
I stayed on his cock until the shock wave ended and David was motionless. I eased off of his cock and finished swallowing. David was a limp hunk of man lying against the passenger door. The red, almost finished, lit his face. I took it out of his lips, hit it one last time and tossed it out.
I lay back down on him and held him. David was now asleep.
I’m not going to tell you how the rest of the summer went but I can say for sure, Missy hasn’t seen David since and the town don’t know it but there are two redneck faggots driving 4x4’s by the lake at night.
“Got a light bro?"
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