Briefs Buddy Parts 7 and 8

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Briefs Buddy Parts 7 and 8Tuesday was another scorching day. Dave woke early after a sound sleep. Cumming twice in a day was not unusual for him, especially if he spent any time around Steve, but it certainly ensured a good night’s rest. He’d spent the night in Matt’s Calvins though after all the excitement they’d given him the day before there’d been no more hanky-panky – he was just too tired. However he was happy at the raging hard-on he woke up with and the tenting it made in his briefs.After a quick shower he put the Calvins to his face momentarily and then slipped them back on. He needed to show Matt how much he appreciated the gift (the cum stains would help in that respect) and how better to show him than by wearing them? Besides, after all yesterday’s briefs-action, they were the hottest things he had right now. He felt great wearing them, he felt horny in them and he felt fulfilled in them.He finished off getting dressed. Last year he’d picked up a t-shirt produced by some pessimistic old fart with the message “The World is Pants” and a few pictures of briefs blazoned across it. Dave liked it for exactly the opposite of the intended meaning. Since Matt was obviously on the same wavelength, and would appreciate the sentiment, Dave chose it to wear now, and then put on socks and trainers. After a quick breakfast of toast and coffee, Dave unlocked the garage, pulled out his workbench, and assembled the tools he would need. By 8.30 he’d put the second coat of varnish on the cabinet he was finishing off, and had brought out all the wood panels to make the next one. Just as he was carrying out the last panel, he heard the key turn in next door’s side gate.Try to be nonchalant, he told himself but his cock told its own story. He quickly put on his leather apron and pretended to be studying his work as Matt walked into the Browns’ garden. “Morning, Dave ” shouted Matt across the fence. His voice was deep, almost gruff, and very sexy. “Hiya, Matt ” Dave replied. “How’re you doing?” He looked over at Matt as he spoke. The lad’s hair seemed even fairer in the sunshine which also showed up his vivid blue eyes. He was wearing the t-shirt Dave had given him yesterday and Lycra shorts. He noticed they picked out the line of a pair of briefs. “Thanks for an unexpected present yesterday ” Dave continued. “Unexpected but very welcome. As you can see, I like them.” To hell with it he thought, as he took off the canlı bahis apron. What if the lad sees my hard-on? He knows what I am, I know what he is and the feelings are mutual. “Yes, you do like them. I thought you would. It was the least I could do given this t-shirt.” And Matt displayed the t-shirt with the Briefs History of Time message. “I’ve got an hour or two ‘s work sorting out these borders, and after that the rest of the day is mine” said Matt who then, to Dave’s astonished delight, began to strip off his shorts. “Good for cycling, bad for working in” he continued, as he put the shorts on a table and revealed himself to be wearing a very sexy pair of white M&S bikini briefs. Given the size of Matt’s endowment the briefs would have been bulging like a capstan on a boatdeck even if he had not been aroused. But he was. Very. Seeing Dave in his own Calvins had sent his dick up faster than Usain Bolt could run five metres and he was rock hard, with the M&S briefs poked out in front of him like a ship’s yardarm and giving Dave a good glimpse of all that they were trying, unsuccessfully, to cover.”Great” said Dave, eyes on stalks and struggling to keep his voice calm . “An hour or two it is then.”Forcing themselves to their work, the two men buckled down. Before long, a new kitchen cabinet had taken shape on Dave’s side of the fence, and the garden on the other side was looking in top shape. Matt stretched his toned body, put his tools away and ambled across to see how Dave was getting along.”Time for a break?” he asked. “Yeah – think we deserve it. Anyway, I’m done here.””Me too.”Matt vaulted the fence and walked across to Dave. The lads stared at one another in frank admiration, a softness about the eyes betraying the desire each was feeling. Cocks which had been soft while they worked were springing into life again. Each could feel the stirring in their briefs and knew, without concern, there was nothing they could do about it.”Help me with this cabinet, and I’ll get some drinks,” said Dave. “Tea? Coffee? A beer?””Just a glass of water, please, mate” replied Matt, as he picked up one end of the cabinet. They took it into the garage and Matt told Dave what a good job he’d made of it. This wasn’t bullshit. The youngster knew a thing or two about woodwork, having done well at it at school, and his comments on the way Dave had chosen and planed the wood, and then jointed the panels, proved he bahis siteleri knew what he was talking about. Dave thanked him, and mutual respect grew. The lads cleared away Dave’s tools and workbench, and went into the kitchen. Both had some water and then stood in a slightly embarrassed silence. As the older of the two, Dave thought he should break the ice, so he told Matt how well his briefs suited him. Matt blushed and said he thought his Calvins looked better on Dave than they ever had on him. “Don’t know about that” Dave replied. “They looked pretty hot on you from what I could see. When you were kneeling by the border I had a good view of the waistband above your shorts. To be honest, Matt, seeing what I saw, seeing those briefs and seeing you in them just about tipped me over the fucking edge.” He said it quietly and tenderly, his voice thick with desire and his grey eyes almost liquid with passion. Matt blushed even deeper but did not turn away. “Come here” Dave said softly as he stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Matt and kissed him with a strength and also tenderness that the young lad had never felt before. ”I’ve been wanting this so much – pretty much from the moment you walked into that garden yesterday.”“Me too” whispered Matt. “Didn’t sleep a wink last night. Couldn’t think about anything but you. Your hot body. The way you were working in just your briefs. The way your briefs clung to you and showed every fucking detail……. If I could just have had them….” He crushed Dave’s lips with his own, and didn’t need to say any more. Dave pulled him in closer and the two rubbed their cocks together through their briefs, feeling that special connection that only a pair of briefs can give to briefs lovers like them. As Dave’s tongue probed his mouth fiercely , relentlessly, Matt realised this was a journey into man on man sex and full on briefs sex he would never turn back from.By now the tenting in their briefs was extreme. They needed to slake their passion for one another and also for their briefs. Dave led the way to his bedroom. By this time the two lads’ balls were aching with pent-up man juices . Precum was seeping out of their cock heads and two enormous damp patches had spread across the pouches of their briefs. The boys plunged onto the bed and grabbed one another tightly with their arms. They forced their mouths together, writhed around and intertwined their legs and briefs-covered bahis şirketleri cocks like a couple of boa constrictors trying to devour their prey. Matt had fantasised about this moment all night. He’d hoped for a slow build up, for some cock sucking through briefs and some underwear wanking – all part of a glorious first shag with this guy of his dreams, this briefs loving, hot bodied, hot blooded, masculine, brown eyed, black haired and beautiful guy called Dave. Yet it could not be like that. Almost at once, and unable to analyse his thoughts since he was way past rationality, he knew that this time at least everything was going to go much faster than the fuck of his dreams. Dave and he were on raging heat, and foreplay was as impossible as it was unnecessary. As they rubbed their dicks together, Calvins meeting M&S, cotton-clad cocks yearning and straining for one another, cotton-clad bollocks primed for action and ready to unload, Matt knew he couldn’t hold it back. He whispered to Dave “I’m gonna cum, mate. I’m gonna fuckin’ cum.”His head spinning, he felt the surge of spunk rise up from his balls, through his massive dick, now standing well above the waistband of his briefs, and up and out like a fountain, pulse after ecstatic pulse, each one filling him with a sense of joy and relief. As he came, he kissed Dave even harder, using his left hand to keep Dave’s head in place as he did so. The hot cum spread between their bodies, some of it trickling on to the bedsheets and some ending up on their briefs. Dave was a cum freak and the feel of Matt’s man-juice on his body, and the smell, sent him into overdrive. He was already as close as he could be and now there could be no holding back. Clasping Matt tightly and yelling “I’m cumming” he in turn felt an enormous upthrust of spunk as he unleashed his sweet load. It was not what either of them had planned but both lads realised that shooting their loads like this, almost before they had got into bed, just had to happen. They were both so fired up. And they didn’t mind. It was proof of what they felt for one another even after such a short time. A passion for briefs of this intensity was rare and these two certainly shared it. They held one another for a while. Then Dave put his finger on their mingled cum and touched Matt’s lips. The lad sucked it greedily.“We’d better clear up” said Dave. Reluctantly they removed their briefs and wiped up the cum, each taking it in turns to smell the cum-laden underwear. Dave then took the two pairs and placed them on the pillow, as he and Matt, heads resting on briefs, kissed once more. Their cocks for once touched flesh to flesh.

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