"Look, I'm damned tired of the way you treat me! Every time you want it, I'm expected to give it, while I work my ass off for you to just lay around and do nothing? Fuck, you're one sick asshole, Tom, and I'm not gonna stand for it anymore. Get the fuck out. Go stay at a hotel or something. Fuck." Susan's voice cut through the air between us as I grabbed a chair with my right hand, my knuckles turning white as she continued her tirade.

"Fine, fuck, you want me gone? I'll talk to you later." My voice was sharp, but I couldn't help it. I reached out and grabbed my keys off the table and walked out the front door, slamming it shut. I let out a tiny growl of frustration. She pulled this shit all the time. I bend over backwards for her every fucking day, and then when I ask for even just a blowjob it's like I was abusing her or something.

I made it into the car and pulled out of the driveway. The tiny black Buick rolled smoothly onto the street. I put it into drive and rolled forward towards the stoplight, waiting for it to turn green before revving the engine and speeding down the road. It didn't take me long to flip out my cell and have my fingers down dialing the number of my friend Josh. He answered and I told him what had happened; he was my vent pal, because we'd known each other forever, and I found out that he was having similar troubles with his girlfriend, too. I listened to his story too before sighing in frustration.

"Look," I said into the phone, "if she's kickin' you out for the night, we might as well just grab one room together and save some cash." He voiced his agreement, and I told him to meet me at the motel where I always stayed at when Susan pulled this little bullshit.

"I'll be there soon, just gotta grab my stuff," he said. "Bye." I closed my phone and slipped it into my pocket with my left hand as I jammed to a little music in the car. A few minutes later, I pulled into the hotel and shut off the car. Stepping out, I locked the door and started walking to the lobby, the wind blowing my shortly cropped black hair around a bit. My green eyes wandered around, picking up tiny details around me before finally moving into the lobby, where I spotted the receptionist and asked for a two-bed room. The lady at the desk shook her head and said that they were sorry, all they had that night were one-bed rooms. Apparently there was a large tourist group moving through the area and they had chosen this location to stay the night.

Cursing, I pulled out the phone and dialed Josh again. When he answered, I explained the situation. "Fuck it," he said, "just get the room. I don't mind sharing a bed, I've done it before. Do you mind?" I told him that I didn't and I shut the phone shut with a snap and told the receptionist that I'd take a Queen-sized room. She nodded, booking me down for room 211. I handed over my credit card and a few moments later I was walking to the room with two keys in hand. Just as I was pushing the door open, I got a call and I looked down at it- Susan.

"Damn little bitch," I muttered to myself and ignored the phone, pressing Mute down on it. A few minutes later I heard it ring again, and felt my anger rising up in me. Without looking, I snapped the phone open and almost screamed, "What the fuck d'you want?"

Josh's voice on the other line quickly put me outta this anger. "Dude, chill, it's just me. What room're we in?" I told him the number and apologized. "It's alright, dude, I completely understand. Those bitches just don't understand what they do to us." I agreed vehemently, and he told me that he'd be up as soon as he could.

"See you in a min," I said and ended the call. Flipping through my phone's options, I threw it onto silent so that I could ignore Susan if she decided to call me again. Slipping the phone into my pocket, I settled down onto the bed and turned on the TV with the remote. After surfing for a while, I heard a knock on the door. Getting up, I walked over to it and looked out, seeing Josh's face through the peephole. Openeing it, I let him into the room. My eyes took the sight of him in, his tall frame sporting a muscular body with medium length dark brown hair. Our eyes met, emerald against clear sapphire, and he smiled a bit. That's when I noticed that he'd been smart enough to bring a bag, which I hadn't done. At least it was Friday and I wouldn't have to work in the morning.

I shut the door behind him and then walked back to the bed, making sure to take a glance at the electronic clock on the night stand, which sat reading in bright red letters "8:02". Normally, on a good weekend, Susan's hot mouth would be working over my dick right about now. I sighed, knowing that that wasn't happening this weekend, but still feeling immensely horny after the thought. I could feel my dick rising in my pants and moved to quickly cover it up. I saw Josh take a quick glance at me, but he didn't say anything. I'm sure he knows exactly what it's like.

We laid down on the left side of the bed, since he put his bag on the right side of the room, and just laid on a pillow watching the TV while Josh got up and went to the bathroom. After a while, I heard the water beginning to run and I guessed that Josh was taking a shower. This brought back some intense flashes of the times that Susan let me fuck her in the shower and boned me up pretty bad. "Fuck it, he's in the shower, he won't see me," I thought to myself as I unzipped my fly and pulled out my dick. My seven inch dick popped right out and I slowly began to tug on it. Pulling my hand back, I spit on it and then rubbed it over my cock, making it nice and slick before I started moving my hand up and down the shaft more rapidly.

I became so engrossed by the feel of my hand moving up and down my dick that I didn't even hear the sound of the water stopping. I continued pumping my cock hard until I heard the door open and a wet Josh walked out into the room wearing only a towel. He stopped, his mouth wide open, and my hand flew away from my dick, quickly shoving it back into my pants and zipping them up.

"Fuck, sorry," I mumbled, very embarrassed, "I didn't hear the water stop running."

"I, uh... just came out to grab a clean set of clothes... Should I take a little while longer in the bathroom?" He asked. My face turning a deep shade of red, I told him that it wouldn't be necessary and that I was sorry. He didn't need to wait in there for me to finish up. He nodded slowly, and then he moved across the room rapidly, grabbing his bag and taking it with him. Before he could make it back across though, I noticed a small tent appearing in the towel. My brow furrowed, and I then glanced at his moving body, which I had to admit looked incredible. especially all slicked up by the water. He made it into the bathroom and shut the door.

I lay there relaxing for a little while until he came out again and laid down on the bed next to me. He was fully clothed, but I could smell the soap and shampoo coming off of his body and felt turned on. My dick, which had shrunken down to regular size due to my embarrassment, started to bone up a little bit again. "Fuck," I thought, "what the hell is wrong with me?"

We lay there on the bed in silence for a while before Josh ventured, "Hey... Tom?"

"Yeah?" I said.

"You're horny as hell, right?"

"Yeah..." I admitted, the blush creeping back over my cheeks as I said it.

"Well.. I was thinking. So am I. Like, I'm really fucking horny right now. And it's not like we're gonna get any from our girls tonight either..." he paused for a moment, and I felt a nervousness build up inside of me. "Well... I was wondering if you wanted to like, make a little exchange. Like..."

He stopped again, unable to continue, but I finished for him. "Like I fuck you, you fuck me?" I couldn't believe it, but I was rock hard as soon as the words were out of my mouth. I mean, I'd had thoughts of sleeping with another guy before, wondering what it'd be like (who hadn't had those thoughts as a teenager?) but I hadn't ever really thought I'd do it. I never thought that I'd really want to do it. But here was the chance, I was horny as sin, and I knew before Josh said what he would be saying next what the answer would be.

"Yeah... do you want to?" I heard the nervous timbre in his voice and I almost laughed.

"Yeah, okay. Let's do it. Who goes first?"

"Do you mind if I do..?" he asked me.

"No, you can go first, but you better not bitch out when it's my turn to do you." He nodded slowly, and we got busy taking off our clothes. I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it to the floor, exposing my chest, which was toned but not muscular. I had a pretty skinny frame, being 6'1" and weighing 175 lbs. I looked over to what would be my sex partner and saw his brawny chest, full of muscle, alread exposed. He was working on getting his pants down and I did the same, kicking them off to the floor, leaving me in my black boxer briefs.

I gaped as I saw what Josh was wearing. A black thong was around his waist, barely covering his crotch. He chuckled at my expression and said that he wore these for his girl Cindy normally. My already hard dick gave a small lurch, and almost instinctively I reached my hands across the bed and slid the underwear down, throwing it to the floor and revealing his hard dick. What was likely to be eight inches of hard dick appeared right in front of me.

Looking into his eyes, he nodded his head once and I moved my head down to it and slowly took the shaft into my mouth. "This isn't so bad," I thought to myself as the inches slid in. That is, until his dick reached the back of my throat. I gagged instinctively, propelling the dick from my mouth. Muttering a quick apology, I moved my mouth back on top of the dick, making sure I didn't let it get to the back of my dick. I was sure that it wasn't much of a blowjob, but I heard Josh start to moan, so I guess it was an okay job.

After a while, Josh whispered in a husky voice, "I'm ready to fuck you, man..." The tone sent me wild, and my mouth flew off the dick so fast that I almost fell off the bed. That's when I paused.

"How, uh... should I position myself? I haven't exactly been fucked in the ass a lot..." my voice came out nervous, and I realized that I was. Nervous, that is.

"Just... bend over the bed, okay?" I nodded and did as I was told. He got up off the bed and walked around behind me. I felt hands around my waist as he slid my boxer briefs around my ankles. I heard a licking noise, and then, a few seconds later, I felt a finger poke up against my asshole. "You ready for this?" he asked, and I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.

It pushed slowly in. I was surprised. Normally I heard about how much things entering your ass hurt. That really wasn't the case here. Instinctively, I clenched my muscles around my ass shut though, trapping his finger there for a moment until he brought his other hand around and smacked my left ass check. It stung, but it too felt good. I released, and he continued his gentle probing, pushing it in and out for about thirty seconds before taking it out completely. I could imagine him moving his mouth down over two of his fingers and was rewarded when I felt two fingers slide slowly into my ass.

He continued this process for a while, eventually adding in a third finger before he stopped and asked, "You ready for my dick yet?" I nodded my head enthusiastically, and I felt his dick at the back of my hole as he slowly pushed it in. Unlike the fingers, this one actually hurt. I clenched my ass shut as a reaction to the pain, which caused Josh to moan in pleasure. "Damn, it's tighter than Cindy's pussy any day." He pushed in harder, with more force, until I felt his hips pushing against my ass.

He then pulled out and slammed it back in, making me yelp. Josh laughed and did it again before starting a slow rhythm. I began to moan, feeling his dick putting pressure up against my prostate, and he took that as a sign to speed up. It didn't take long before he was grunting with pleasure, my tight ass completely enveloping his hard cock as he moved it back and forth in my hole. I began to get involved with the fucking, squeezing my hole shut as he entered so that it would put more pressure around his dick and make it better for him.

He continued his pounding for about two minutes before he breathed out heavily, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum." He didn't pull out; instead, he kept pounding into me until I felt liquid spray on the inside of my body. He leaned over my body while his dick spurted his cum into my ass, his breathing heavy and intense. "Damn, that's a good hole," he said as he slowly pulled outta me.

I continued laying on the bed for a while before slowly turning over. Josh had a smile on his face; I could feel that I had one on mine, too. Because my ass wasn't facing outwards anymore though, I could feel the cum slowly beginning to run out of my ass. I looked at him and he sighed. "What, you really want me to?" he asked.

"Yeah, dude. Eat it out." His face scrunched up in displeasure, but he bent down on his knees as I spread my legs. I felt his face get right up to my hole, and he took of a sniff. Then, I felt his tongue slowly, ever so slowy, push out and go against my hole, licking it softly. I moaned and he then pushed it all the way in. He licked hard and deep, cleaning my ass of his cum quickly. He continued going though, making me moan as I slowly reached up and began pumping my dick.

His mouth then slowly started moving up my body, away from my ass and towards my cock. I kept pumping, and he took my balls into his mouth and started to swirl them around, running his tongue over them as I moaned even louder. I could feel myself getting closer to cum and I said, "Okay dude, your turn to get pounded."

"Let me wet your dick up first, dude, please," he said, and I moved my hands away from dick and felt his mouth immediately go over it. He was good- probably better than Susan ever has been, and I immediately began to wonder if this wasn't his first time sucking dick. He went all the way down to the bottom of my cock, deep throating me and moving his tongue around my dick while his head bobbed up and down. I can tell you that I almost creamed right there, but I wanted to feel what his hole felt like.

"Stop dude, It's wet enough," I said as I felt the pre-cum streaming out of my dick and into his mouth. He grunted and kept sucking, making me reach out and grab the sheets. I let out a moan, telling him that I was going to cum if he kept doing it. He started sucking harder, and the realization hit me- he wanted me to cum in his mouth. Letting out a sigh of relief, I stopped trying to prevent my cum and felt it rocket deep into the back of his throat. I was surprised- he swallowed every last drop before pulling his mouth away from my dick and giving me a smile.

"Still wanna use my ass?" he asked me, and I shook my head.

"Nah, dude, that was good. It was way better than anything I've ever gotten with Susan," I commented, and he laughed.

"Sex is better with guys. We know what we want." That little statement confirmed all I had thought earlier about him having sex with guys before. I began to wonder how many other guys, but then decided it didn't matter.

He got up and walked to his bag, pulling out a pair of boxers. "To sleep in," he commented, when I looked over towards him curiously. The thought that I'd be sleeping with a guy I had just slept with him made me laugh. I moved to pull my boxer briefs back up and got into bed on my side.

It didn't take long till I was asleep, snoring softly. When I awoke the following morning, Josh was already gone, but he had left a note saying that his girlfriend had called and apologized to him and wanted him to come back home. The clock said that it was 9:32 a.m., and I sighed, getting dressed, and then went to check my phone.

Sure enough, I had a call from Susan, saying the same thing. I called her up and told her that I'd be coming back soon and then hung up on her. I walked back to the bed to grab the note so that I could throw it away. On the back it said, "Call me again if you ever want to have a repeat." I smiled and thought of all the times Susan was bound to get angry at me again and I let out a loose laugh.

Crumpling the paper up, I threw it away and grabbed the room keys, going downstairs and checking out before driving back home where Susan greeted me with open arms and a kiss. Too bad she didn't know of the adventures I had had just the previous night.