Hanging Naked with the Rednecks

Chapter 2

I finally woke up. The clock said it was just shy of 9:30am. I talked to Eddie three hours ago. The bedroom was empty. I rolled out of the bed, stopped in the bathroom to piss, and then walked out to the living room. Tommy was in the kitchen stark naked. Based on his hair, it didn't look like he'd been up too long or had a shower.

"Morning Tommy," I said. "Sorry I slept so late."

Tommy turned around and I got a good look at his thick fur coat and cock. He was definitely thicker in that department than Eddie, with a mushroom head at the end. And those big, wide feet with the tufts of hair on top.

"Hey Buck," Tommy said energetically, "Did you finally get enough sleep?"

"Yeah, I think I finally got enough for now," I laughed.

"Well, we were up late, you didn't exactly get all the rest you should have, so no harm in sleeping in." Tommy replied. "I'll make you some breakfast."

Tommy started rummaging in the kitchen for stuff to make a couple breakfast sandwiches. I pull out a barstool at the island and climbed up on it. I watched Tommy's hairy ass moving around as he made breakfast.

"You guys are really cool," I started. "You got a nice place here, and you're real hospitable. And it's pretty cool you can be so open with a total stranger lying in your bed."

Tommy glanced back and grinned, "shit bud, you ain't the first guy to dog pile in the bed with us. We ain't ashamed of who we are."

"I didn't mean to suggest..."

"Relax, Buck," Tommy continued, "it's all good. We don't always find guys that are comfortable in their own skin. It's why we've built up a group of buds over the years that ain't ashamed of just being guys."

"I hear that, Tommy." I replied.

Tommy put the sandwiches on the island and pulled up a barstool. "Eat up, you had a work out last night between the booze and Eddie. Walking a little bow legged this morning?"

I smiled, "Naw, I'm good. My natural stride is a little bow legged anyway. Guess Eddie does like to top. He wasn't taking no for an answer."

Tommy ate part of his sandwich. "He'll take no, but he's gonna make you really mean it. No halfway bullshit. Tommy and I are both tops. Well, I'm a pretty much a strict top, and Eddie is a slightly versatile top. I fuck him now and then. Just something that's helpful to know in the future."

I laughed, "Gotta know my place. I'm totally cool with that."

Tommy smiled. "We just want guys to enjoy themselves and feel comfortable and not awkward. Hope we did a good job."

"You sure did," I replied. "I had a fun last night. Loved hanging out with you."

We finished eating and Tommy cleared the dishes. I sat on the barstool with my legs spread, talking with him as he worked. When he finished up, he grabbed two beers from the fridge, opened them, and handed me one. He took a deep gulp from his own. Tommy came around the island and walked up between my spread legs.

"Eddie was right." Tommy said. "You are a tall thing."

I grinned. I was six foot - two, and clocked in around 200 lbs. I had a 6.5 inch cock with a decent amount of girth on it. I sported a full beard, and had hair on my chest, belly, arms, legs, and ass, though not quite as furry as Tommy. He smiled at me and slowly rubbed my furry chest. I closed my eyes. It felt so good. I reached out and rubbed his furry shoulders.

Tommy leaned in and kissed me. I could feel his cock getting hard, and my own cock was like a steel rod. I wrapped my hairy legs around his hairy legs. I felt his thick stache against my face and smelled the beer on his breath as he started to kiss me. He was a good kisser. In no rush. I rubbed my hands on his back and felt the light back fur, and slid them down to the furry mounds on his ass. We kissed for a while, slow, sloppy kisses. Then Tommy pulled back and knelt down. He leaned in and took my cock in his mouth. I thought I might explode in the instant his warm mouth made my cock slick. Just as with the kissing, Tommy was in no hurry. He slowly worked my shaft up and down. He'd stop and focus just on the head of my penis for a while before plunging my shaft back into his mouth. I had one hand on his hairy shoulder, and the other rubbing the back of his thick, unkept black hair. And I was enjoying the attention.

"Damn, this tile floor ain't great to kneel on." Tommy said as he stood up. "We should try something more comfortable."

Tommy turned around and took a few steps. I stood up from the barstool. He grinned and reached back and took hold of my hard cock like it was a leash and led me back to the bedroom. He let go of my cock and walked to the windows opening all the curtains and letting the light shine in. The wooded land could be seen outside. Tommy grinned and walked back over to me.

"No reason to keep it dark. I like it in the open." He said as he leaned in to kiss me again, reaching around and rubbing my furry ass cheeks with his hands.

"Never minded the openness," I replied.

This time I dropped to my knees. Tommy was hard. The mushroom head flared on his thick pole. I took the tip into my mouth and slowly worked my way down the shaft. Close to the bottom of the shaft Tommy's pubes began to grow on the shaft. Tommy moaned slowly as I worked his cock. It wasn't impossible to suck, but I could feel it stretching my jaw a little. I rubbed my hands up and down the back of his hairy legs. I loved how his coarse, black fur felt. I brought my left hand around and rubbed the thick fur on Tommy's belly and chest. Tommy just rested his hands on my shoulders, occasionally rubbing the back of my head.

Tommy pulled me to my feet and kissed me some. "You give some great head. I could enjoy that all day."

He walked over to the nightstand, pulled out a bottle of lube and poppers, and tossed them on the bed near where I stood. "Go ahead and lube your ass up however ya need to."

I grinned as I picked up the lube. He wasn't asking me about what came next. He was telling me. I popped the top on the lube bottle and put some on my fingers. I squatted a little and applied it liberally to my hole and put some inside with a single finger penetration. Tommy watched the whole thing and slowly masturbated his thick cock the entire time. He put a little lube on his cock as well.

Tommy patted the bed with his palm, "Stretch out, on your belly."

I scooped the poppers up and stretched out on the bed face down. Tommy climbed on to the bed and straddled me. He started with a back rub, relaxing me by rubbing my shoulders and the muscles in my back. He was good at it. He leaned in some and, like Eddie, kissed and licked on the back of my neck, my ears, and the side of my face. I could feel his hard cock and hairy nuts brushing against the fur on my ass. I was feeling really relaxed.

I felt him slide back and kneel between my legs, spreading them with his own knees. He took my left leg and bent it at the knee, giving easier access to my crack. I took the poppers and took two deep hits into each nostril. As I set the bottle back down and laid my head down, the warmth of the popper rush filled me, and I felt Tommy move into position.

"Guys tell me the head is the worst part," Tommy said as he rubbed his mushroom cock head up and down my crack.

"Ain't my first time at the rodeo, man." I replied.

Tommy pushed his cock against my hairy hole, and through the haze of the poppers, I could feel my hole starting to respond. For a moment, the stretching seemed like it would never end, and then I felt him slip into my ass. With slow even pressure he drove his cock in deep and held it there. I took a smaller hit of poppers as my sphincter relaxed around the thick shaft. Tommy held still for a moment, leaning in to kiss and lick me on my upper back and neck.

"Damn that feels incredible," I sighed.

Tommy picked up a little speed as my ass relaxed to the intrusion of his wide pole. I grunted some as he'd go deep. I could feel his fur up and down my back as he fucked me. He was an incredible top. Tommy dug his hands under me and pulled us together. The weight of his furry body was on me and he moved his hips to keep the thrusting going. Occasionally he'd thrust deep and hold it, and then return to his normal rhythm. Tommy was working up a sweat. I could smell his scent on top of me.

"Fuck, you're a good piece of ass,'' he growled in my ear. "I could get real used to this, Buck."

"Love to make it a regular thing, bud." I replied. "Love a hairy man with a fat cock."

Tommy shifted to some full strokes. Pulling his cock out and running it all the way in. I howled on the first full stroke, but that didn't stop him. I took about 10 of those full strokes and then he went back to his normal fuck speed. The strokes were longer. He kept his mushroom cock head inside my sphincter. By now he was resting his forearms across my back and just fucking my ass for his pleasure. I could feel the occasional sensation of his hairy legs brushing against my own leg fur. The wide head of his cock felt fantastic as it rubbed up and down against my prostate.

Tommy did some shifting around. He spread my legs apart and set his knees outside of mine. He put his calves across mine with his big, wide feet inside my legs. His hands were on my upper back and it gave him leverage to pick up speed. That wide head was scraping my insides and that thick shaft was keeping sphincter stretched. He had a good quick rhythm going and my grunting and his labored breathing kept time.

"I'm gonna get a lot more of this ass,"Tommy said as his cock seemed to harden even more. "I'm close, Buck. I'm close, Buck."

I wanted it to end and I wanted it to last forever when I heard Tommy howl...

"FUUUUCCCCKKK!"

His whole body spasmed and he rammed his cock deep and held it tight in me. His shaft and head pulsed and he unloaded his seed into my ass. He came for what seemed like minutes before crashing down on top of me. In those final moments of pounding, my own cock erupted underneath me. Tommy didn't wait to get soft. He recovered his breath and pulled his dick out. The head popped out of my hole and I felt empty. Spent but empty. I rolled over on my back and grinned. Tommy had a big shit-eating grin on his face and chuckled when he saw my cum on the bed.

"You fucking take it like a trooper," he said as he leaned in and kissed me deep.

Tommy cuddled me for a few minutes before saying "Why don't you come back down tonight?'

"Really? You sure you want me again tonight?" I asked.

Tommy smiled. "Hell yeah. Eddie will be home around 2. You can come down earlier, we can cook out, make a more restful evening of it. Your call. We don't want to dominate your time."

"Fuck no," I said, "You ain't dominating my time. I can go home, do a few things, catch a nap, and come back for dinner. I get to stay over again?"

"Sure buddy," Tommy said. "We never mind a dog pile in the bed."

"Well I should probably get home then and get my stuff done. Catch me a nap." I said.

"No problem, Buck." Tommy replied, "I'll walk ya out."

We walked out of the bedroom and toward the front door. After 12 hours of nudity, it seemed so natural, but it was still a little odd to walk out into the bright light of day in absolutely nothing. Tommy clearly had done this before because he was unfazed by walking outside naked. We walked over to my truck and said our good-byes.

"Damn, I should've taken a piss before we walked out." I said.

"Dude, you can take one wherever you want." Tommy laughed.

To prove his point, he grabbed his thick cock in his hand and started pissing on the front wheel of my truck. I laughed as he did it. To one up him, I walked over the back wheel of his truck and lifted one foot up and put it on the rear tire. Looking like a dog raising its leg, I pissed on the driveway.

Tommy grinned and shook his head, "I knew you were a dog when you got here."

We hugged and kissed and I climbed into my pickup. I would have gotten dressed, but I didn't want Tommy to see that. I drove out of the driveway and saw Tommy's bare ass walking back into the house. I debated getting dressed, but I was too turned on, so I drove home in my birthday suit and got a few things done with the rest of my day before getting a nap.