Safari (part 1)

(Part 1 from 1. Fiction.)

“Hey Justin,” said Nick. “I’m free all day, we need to service the rover and pack up.” “Sounds good, what time?” asked Justin. “Ten will be good,” replied Nick. “See-ya then buddy,” said Justin. Nicks mood had brightened, their trip was closing in and Justin would be arriving even sooner. Nick grabbed last night’s pizza boxes on his way out to the garbage can. “A month in Africa with his best friend and a team of the best four-wheel-driving men from around the country,” thought Nick. “What better way to spend a month.” 

As he closed the lid to the garbage can he could faintly hear the thumping of Justin’s system. While they both owned and frequently used their new 2003 Land Rover Discovery’s, each had other cars strictly for road driving. Nick paused in consideration of his teen years. Driving an old Honda Accord and never enjoying the freedoms his new fortune-500 company had allowed. He glanced back at his new 9500 sq. ft. home with a packed four-car garage and every possible luxury known to a millionaire. 

He and Justin had hit big in only two short years. With Harvard Business and Law degrees and a little determination they had shown that anyone could make a million plus the 799 more they had raked in over their five year total in the business of acquisition. They owned and financially backed more companies than any competitor in the state of California. 

As Justin climbed out of his Escalade and the thumping ceased, Nick was brought back to life and happy to see Justin. As two of the most wealthy, young and eligible bachelors in California, they always had a lot of fun. Whether it was clubbing or golfing, traveling or spending time together behind closed doors, they had a blast. Both enjoyed the company of women but had also experimented and discovered their liking for men and each other as well. 

Nick lead Justin into what one could call “their” home rather than Nicks home. Each spent as much if not more time at the others home as they did their own. After a beer the two set to work on the rover. Installing steel under-guards, changing the fluids and adding the new mud covers to the soft leather seats. Nothing could be more fun than four-wheeling. “Except sex of course,” thought Justin. 

The day passed by fairly quickly for summer but neither cared. Justin would probably end up staying the night anyway. After they had finished outfitting the rover and packing it was already ten o’clock in the evening. Both came inside dirty, hot and sweaty. 

“I think we need showers,” said Nick. Justin agreed and they headed toward the east wing of the home. Both looking forward to the comforts of the lavish master bedroom and it’s luxurious bathroom. 

Being careful not to get to much dirt or oil on the carpet of the bedroom, each made their way across to the bathroom. 


As they began shedding their clothes, both had that certain twinkle in their eyes, as if knowing what would inevitably come next and loving the thought of it. 
Before Justin could pull him into the shower Nick asked, “what should we have for dinner.” After a moments consideration Justin replied, “the usual.” As Justin twisted the silver knobs of the spacious shower, Nick called their order down to the kitchen… “And set out a bottle of Beringer 61’.” After hanging up he climbs the slight incline to the shower and slips of his robe. Upon the site of the each other’s nude forms, a slight twitch could be noticed in the cock of each. 
As they showered they couldn’t keep their eyes or hands off of each other. Assisting in the washing of those hard to reach places. Both had dawned hard cocks by now. 

After rinsing, the bathroom now foggy, Nick felt a firm hand grip his cock. The all too familiar feeling of pleasure swept over his body. Upon the beginning of the hands up and down motion Nick slowly reached behind him to find the hard muscled figure of his now even better friend Justin. 

Both Nick’s hands grasped Justin’s hips and pulled him closer. So close that Justin’s hard cock fit vertically right between the crack of Nicks round ass-cheeks. Noticing this, Nick’s head turns to make contact with Justin’s lips. Both beautiful tanned muscled bodies locked into their sexual embrace. Neither wanted to let go. 
Softly moaning Nick broke the lip-lock and freed his cock of Justin’s grip. As the warm water ran over their perfect bodies, each stared into the eyes of the other. Slowly Nick knelt down onto his knees and consumed the fully erect 8-in. cock of his friend. Racking Justin’s body with pleasure, he began sliding his head forward and backward, slowly at first but faster and faster, all the time swiveling his tongue around the salty head of his mate’s cock. 

After several moments of the utmost pleasure, Nick could feel Justin’s body trembling with the on-coming burst of cum he so badly wanted. But Justin, feeling what was soon to happen as well, withdrew his cock from the groping mouth of his friend. “I’m not done yet,” smirked Justin. 

As he lay down on the cool tiled floor of the slower, Nick knew exactly what he wanted. Assuming the 69 position, both swallowed the others cocks. While Nick’s was a bit larger and longer, Justin had no problem engulfing it all. For precious moments both laid in stillness, pleasuring the other.
Then as both began to shake, they rocketed hot cum into each other’s mouths. Both swallowed hungrily the others seed. 

Releasing the cocks from their mouths both lay side by side smiling over the abating pleasure. Both stood and rinsed off one last time then each with the assistance of the other toweled off and slid into their crisp white robes. 

Walking side by side they entered the dining room. As each sat at opposite ends of the table their food was brought out to them. Two wonderful plates of fillet minion and scalloped potatoes, the smell was wonderful. Two crystal goblets were filled from an old bottle of Beringer 61’ Cabernet Franc. 

“What an end to a thrilling day,” said Justin. Nick nodded his head in agreement. 

To be continued…

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