Date: Thu, 20 May 2021 18:50:21 +0000 (UTC)
From: Writer Guy <writerguy83@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kiss the Cook (Adult Friends)

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We had only become roommates a month prior to the first lockdown. Josh
was new in town and had started as a cook at the same restaurant where I
worked as a waiter while attending college. He and I became pretty fast
friends, usually working the same shifts. We were the same age, 19, and
had both been athletes. I had been a cross country runner in high school
and he had wrestled. We both had dark hair but I had green eyes and his
were dark blue. I was long and lean and he had the body of a wrestler;
muscled with thick legs and a round ass. A body I had scoped out many
nights at the restaurant for sure.

When he first started, there had been whisperings of the virus, but we
didn't know anyone that had contracted it. Even when some of the staff
came down with "the flu", we still hadn't grasped the seriousness of
the situation. Then Josh's roommate tested positive for the Corona virus
and he needed to find a place to crash for a while. Josh had tested
negative so I offered up my spare room. A month later, the restaurant
closed and a lock down was put in place.

The first couple of weeks went by pretty smoothly. We had the foresight
to stock up on food and other essentials. Josh was a cook, so he handled
all of the home cooking as well, and I cleaned. When cooking, Josh wore
one of those old aprons that had "Kiss the Cook" across the front of
it. Because it was so worn out, parts of the lettering had faded and the
first time I saw it, I thought it said "Kiss the Cock" and I burst out
laughing.

"Dude", I laughed. "Your apron says `Kiss the Cock'". He was at the
stove, working on a pasta sauce. He glanced down and laughed.

"Shut the fuck up", he said. "It's just old."

I continued to razz him about it every time he wore it. It was funny
because he was the epitome of a straight guy and I wasn't. He knew I was
gay, of course. I would make my jokes about the apron and he would dish
it right back, telling me that I should be so lucky to get to kiss the
cock. He always laughed and winked when he said it.

After a few weeks of lockdown, boredom and antsiness set in. There's
only so much you can do in a small 2-bedroom apartment. We couldn't use
the pool or hang out in the courtyard with other residents. Video games
and tv got old. Worst of all, we couldn't date anyone and I think we
were both tired of using our hands to get off. Prior to the lockdown,
neither of us had been in a serious relationship but we had dated around.
Most nights, I would hang out in my room, watching porn or just surfing
online. I guess Josh did the same.

One night, about 6 weeks into lockdown, I was in bed around midnight,
debating whether or not to beat off when I heard noises coming from the
kitchen. I figured Josh was up and whipping up a snack, something he had
started doing late at night recently. I decided to get up too and maybe
have a snack and shoot the shit with him. It beat the boredom of laying
in bed for sure.

When I got to the kitchen, Josh didn't see me at first. His back was to
me as he chopped something up on the counter. He was wearing the apron,
of course, but underneath all he had on were some tight white briefs. And
I do mean tight. The underwear was pulled taut across his massive ass so
hard that I could almost see through them. I took a couple of seconds to
perv out on his ass and store the image for future wanking sessions
before I cleared my throat to alert him of my presence.

"What ya doin?", I asked, as I walked into the room. He paused from
cutting to glance my way.

"Couldn't sleep so I decided to make an omelet. Want one?" He smiled
but there was tension in his voice.

"Sure", I replied. "Hey man, are you ok? You sound down."

He sighed and continued chopping with his back to me. "Yea, I'm ok.
It's just this goddamn lockdown, ya know? I'm tired of not going out
and having fun. I'm 19 and I should be out getting laid and living life.
Instead, I feel like I'm a prisoner. You understand, right?" He turned
his head to look at me as I leaned against the fridge. He looked
defeated.

"Of course, I understand", I replied. "I'm in the same boat!"

"I almost broke and left the apartment", he continued. "This chick
I've been talking to invited me over. She said if we both wore masks and
showered before and after, we could fuck. But I said no. Fuck." He
stopped with his omelet prep and turned to face me. Even through the
apron, I could see his bulge pushing through. He ran his hand down the
front of the apron and grabbed the bulge and shook it. "I'm so goddamn
horny! I should have just gone, right?"

I was still staring at his bulge, which he continued to fondle
absentmindedly. I had to swallow my drool before speaking.

"I mean, I don't know, man. Is getting laid worth maybe getting
sick?"

He didn't immediately respond but kept rubbing his bulge, which appeared
to be growing. I tore my eyes away from it and saw that he was staring
directly into my eyes. He licked his lips.

"Do you think..." he trailed off. "What I mean is, you know how you
always joke about my apron and `Kissing the Cock'...do you think you
might, like, do it?" He sounded nervous but kept looking directly at
me.

I was dumbfounded for a moment. Did he mean...? "Um, what?"

Instead of answering, he stopped rubbing his bulge and grasped the apron
and pulled it up. I immediately saw his raging hard on. It tented his
briefs and there was a huge wet spot where the head of his cock rubbed
against the fabric. My brain went into autopilot mode. I crossed the
kitchen and squatted down in front of him so that his cock was level with
my face. Before he could change his mind (and I was sure he would), I
grabbed his underwear and yanked them down, freeing his big dick. Once
the underwear was down far enough, his dick snapped up and hit his toned
stomach. It was about 7 inches long and thick as fuck. The head was wet,
smeared with precum. I didn't even think about what I was doing, I just
grabbed it and stuck it in my mouth and started sucking.

Josh gasped loudly. "Holy fuck!", he moaned. He let go of the apron and
it fell, hitting me on the top of the head. I paid it no attention and
continued to swallow my roommate's cock. It tasted so fucking good.
Salty and sweaty. It throbbed in my mouth. He put his hands on the sides
of my face and thrust a bit, trying to force more of his cock into me. I
reached up and shoved the apron back so that it laid across my back. I
was now under it, sucking him while he moaned and thrust.

"Goddamn, suck that cock!" I reached up and grabbed his low hanging
balls, lightly squeezing them and pulling on them. I felt his cock head
swell in my mouth and tasted more precum ooze out onto my tongue. I
grasped his balls in one hand and pulled off his cock and started licking
them, swirling my tongue around each ball, bathing them in my spit. I
licked under his balls, tasting his sweaty taint. I pulled back for a
moment.

"Did you shower tonight?", I asked him. I was still under the apron.

"Huh?", he replied.

"Shower? Did you shower tonight?" I was lazily milking his cock with
one hand while fondling his balls with the other.

"Yea, why, do I smell?" He sounded a little embarrassed.

"Fuck no. I just wanted to make sure before I eat your asshole."

"Before you eat..." with a gasp, he jerked back, turned around and laid
his head on the counter, ass in my face. It was kind of dark under that
apron, but I could still make out his beautiful ass. Rounded with very
little hair in the crack. I could smell his sweat as he reached back and
grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and wrenched his ass open.

"Oh fuck, man! No one has ever eaten me before but I've always wanted
it! Please eat me out, dude!" He sounded breathless, like he was
extremely excited. I put my hands on his hands and helped him spread his
ass wider. Leaning in, I took a huge whiff then licked his ass from the
bottom all the way to his tail bone.

Josh went wild. He yelped and pushed his ass back onto my face. I licked
it up and down and then zeroed in on his asshole. I pointed my tongue and
started poking the hole with it, massaging his pucker. I pushed his hands
away from his ass and grabbed it myself, while licking his most intimate
spot. I wanted to be in his hole. I wanted to taste everything he had to
give.

"Jerk off while I eat it", I told him, then got back to business. I
opened wide and sucked his entire hole into my mouth and started softly
sucking on it. The noises he made sounded like he was almost delirious.
He was grunting and moaning. I heard a rhythmic squishy sound and knew he
was jerking his fat cock while I devoured his asshole. My own cock was
painfully hard in my shorts, but I didn't want to touch it. Tonight was
all about Josh and his cock and his ass.

"I'm not gonna last much longer", he cried. I doubled down on his ass,
sucking the lips while fucking it with my tongue. "I'm gonna cum!", he
moaned. Reluctantly, I pulled my face out of his ass and moved between
his legs, my back against the counter. I grabbed his cock away from him
and started jerking it while he still laid face down on the counter. He
was moaning and grunting. "Gonna fucking cum!", he shouted.

I continued to jerk him and stuck the head of his cock in my mouth. As
soon as I started sucking, he exploded.

"Oh my fucking god!", he screeched. His cock head expanded and cum shot
out, hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed and swallowed, tasting
him and milking all I could out of his dick. His body was shuddering and
jerking as he released. So much cum was coming from his balls that I
couldn't keep up and it started spilling down my chin as I continued to
milk him. Finally, he was too sensitive for me to continue suckling him
and he pulled back.

I felt the apron being pulled up and saw Josh looking down at me with a
grin on his face. His spent cock hung in my face, bloated and covered in
spit and cum. I looked at the lettering on the apron and grinned then
leaned forward and gave it a big sloppy kiss, right on the head. After
that night, lockdown didn't seem as boring anymore.