Date: Mon, 3 Apr 2023 16:49:49 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mark Tholtow <markmanscooter@yahoo.com>
Subject: Our Son's College Tournament - Chapter 3

Our Son's College Tournament: Chapter 3

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Chapter 3: First Day of the Tournament

Part 1: Room Service

I woke up before Will. That's what I hoped would happen. We were both
naked. The room was hot; why is it so hard to make a hotel room the right
temperature? The covers were bunched up around our feet.  Will was lying on
his back with his arm up next to his head and his face turned so that it
was right up next to his fuzzy arm pit. It was hard to resist not leaning
over to kiss him and get my nose in those pit hairs at the same time. He'd
shaved his chest before we left. He thought it would make him look hotter
if he took off his shirt on the dance floor at the club. I wasn't going to
argue if it made his being shirtless more likely. I remembered how much fun
we'd had there when all the college boys were giving us attention as the
music thumped around us. He still had tiny hairs growing around his nipples
though. I wanted to lick them.

We didn't have sex - well, more sex - after we got back from the bar last
night. It had been a long day by that point and just cuddling up on Will's
shoulder and falling asleep was the perfect end to the day. I'd woken up
hard and horny though. I looked down Will's torso to see his beautiful
stiff cock hovering just an inch above his trimmed bush and his happy trail
and twitching gently with his pulse. His tiny little third eye was staring
at me, begging me to wake it up. I leaned over and softly licked that
little piss slit and pressed my lips against the top of his cock head to
give it a gentle kiss. Will didn't move but his boner flexed up further
away from his body.

I couldn't resist; I wrapped my lips around his head and gently flicked my
tongue over that tiny slit, trying to tease some tasty, sweet precum out. I
was disappointed; Will's not much of a leaker. It was going to take more
than that and I didn't want to wake him yet.

I rolled over slowly and grabbed my phone off the charger on the
nightstand. I scanned the QR code on the little cardboard tent next to the
lamp that linked me to the room service menu.

We were tied in our little competition after last night and I was
competitive enough to want to pull ahead in our game. I ordered two omelets
and English muffins with jam and a carafe of orange juice and a pot of
coffee. After I completed the order and entered our room number, I got a
prompt that asked if I had any special instructions for the staff. Being in
a horny, squirrelly mood, I just added, "send with a power bottom." I
figured the ratio of waiters who liked dick was high and they'd either
understand and maybe be up for it - or ignore it. If an overweight Latino
woman showed up to deliver our meals, then we'd know those instructions
either weren't taken seriously, or there weren't any takers - no harm, no
foul. I hit send and went back to trying to figure out how much head it
would take to wake Will up.

I heard my phone vibrate indicating a text message. I thought it might be
Eric. It was a response from the hotel that read: "Your order has been
received and your special instructions have been accommodated. Expected
delivery time is 10:05." Twenty minutes. That's pretty fast by room service
standards. It was unclear if that was simply an automated response or not,
so I didn't get my hopes up.  Twenty minutes was just enough time to suck
Will's cock so that he was awake and hard and horny.  Even if they didn't
include a playmate, it would still be fun to get caught by the staff. I
decided it should be a surprise for Will.

I rolled off the side of the bed and grabbed the little black elastic tie
to put my hair in a short ponytail, and then climbed onto the end so that I
had a better angle from which to suck his cock. I was on all fours with my
hands on either side of his hips and then bent down to take him in my
mouth. I swirled my tongue around his head and then pulled off to lick the
entire length of the exposed underside of his erection. I nuzzled my nose
between his loose balls and licked his scrotum so that I could feel his
firm egg-shaped cum tanks gently shift. Then I licked up one side and then
the other and slurped his head into my mouth again.

"MMMmmmmm." Will moaned and spread his legs apart a few more inches. I
brushed my thumb against his left nipple and finally felt him leak into my
mouth. Yum. I slid my middle finger between his smooth ass cheeks until my
hand was between his ass and the mattress. Then I slowly slid my finger
back out along his crack and grabbed his nut sack. Will jolted slightly and
his eyes opened. Even sleeping guys know when someone's got them by the
balls. He grunted but then relaxed when he realized what was happening. He
closed his eyes again and moaned. "Morning, lover boy." He mumbled. "That
feels awesome." He spread his legs further.

I continued to blow him for at least ten minutes as he continued to lie
there with his eyes closed and a smile on his face. My morning wood had
only gotten harder, and I was leaking a long string of precum down onto the
sheets.

"You wanna switch?" Will groaned with his eyes closed.

"You getting close?" I asked.

"Not really yet. I'm still kinda sleepy. It feels great though."

"I'm having fun." I said. "Just enjoy it. I'll let you know if my jaw gets
tired."

"You still got cum in your ass?" Will asked. I reached back and felt my
pucker. I couldn't really tell.

"Why? You wanna fuck me?" I asked.

"Always." Will said and smiled with his eyes still closed. I kept sucking
him. His spongy cock head felt so good in my mouth, I felt like I could
just stay in bed all day and keep him in my mouth. I wanted to taste his
cum. When I first started sucking cock, or even just thinking about it
before it actually happened, I didn't want to let a guy squirt in
mouth. The thought of someone else's bodily fluids seemed a little
repulsive. That seems crazy now. The idea of blowing someone and not
getting the reward of a thick creamy load would now be an unthinkable
missed opportunity.

Will jolted again when we were interrupted by a knock at our door.

"Come in please!" I yelled. Will froze and opened his eyes and then sat up
and looked at me wide eyed. I just smiled at him and pushed him back down
on his back. I sucked his cock head again and then pulled off and smiled at
him.

"I ordered us breakfast...and maybe a treat." I said. Will looked
confused. He reached for the sheet to try to cover up. The knock
repeated. "COME IN!" I yelled and we heard the dead bolt unlatch and the
squeaky wheels of a room service cart. "You can just set it up over by the
window by the chairs." I said to the food service staff that we couldn't
see yet.

"Oh...SHIT!" We heard a male voice say as he got far enough into the room
to see my naked, hairy ass with my shaved ball bag hanging down below my
dense black crack. It made me even hornier to be on display like
that. Apparently, I have developed a bit of an exhibitionist streak.

I sat up on my knees, giving him a better view of my furry bubble butt and
turned to get a look at him.  He was a Latino guy with a mop of curly,
jet-black hair. He was short and on the skinny side. His uniform of black
pants, a white dress shirt, and black vest all looked like they were a size
too big. His black belt was cinched up tight and the crotch of his pants
hung down too far to get a sense of what he was packing. His shirt was
unbuttoned down to the middle of his tan pecs and a large silver cross hung
down over some sparse, black chest hair, indicating he was likely at least
over 18.

"Hey, bud. Thanks for bringing that in. We're working up an appetite." I
said.

"No problem." He said with hesitation in his voice and continued to wheel
the white linen-covered cart to the other side of the room.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Javi." He replied.

"You're cute, Javi." I said. He finally made eye contact. He blushed and
smiled. Then he went back to setting up the table which included setting a
tall, slender glass vase upright and placing a single rose in it. He poured
the coffee and put ice in the juice glasses. He was about to pull off the
round, aluminum plate covers but I stopped him. "You can leave those
covered. We still have some...work to do over here before we eat. You got
up here so fast, we didn't have time to...finish."

"It's all ready then, Sir." Javi said and stood with his hands clasped
behind his back. He was nervously rocking forward and back which had the
affect of thrusting his junk out at me. I stared at his crotch but still
had no idea what was hidden underneath.

"What would you like as a tip?" I asked. Will snickered. I was glad he was
no longer stunned by the unexpected intrusion.

"You left...special instructions." Javi said. I smiled. I knew from our
experience with Dix that the kitchen crew and wait staff were not prudes.

"Are you here to carry out those instructions?" I asked.

"Were they...serious?" He asked.

"Well, as you can see, we were doing ok on our own, but we were hoping
there might be something we both would like on the menu." I said.

"And do you like what I brought you?" He asked and blushed again.

"It's making me very hungry." I said, smiling. I grabbed my boner and gave
it a couple of pumps and a long string of precum drooled out onto Will's
knee. Javi instinctively licked his lips. His bulge appeared to be
straining more against his black dress pants. His face started to look
sweaty. "Is it making you hungry, Will?"

"What special instructions?" Will asked. His cock was still rock hard so he
was also clearly still aroused by showing off for our young server.

"Maybe you should read them." I said to Javi. He blushed again. He grabbed
the printed check from the table.

"Under special instructions, it says..." he started and hesitated. He
looked at me. "It says, "send with a power bottom." Will busted out
laughing.

"You fucking sneaky...horny mother fucker!" Will said to me. Javi looked
confused. "So did you volunteer to make this...delivery?" Will asked Javi.

"Uh...yeah." Javi replied. He blushed again but his mouth turned up into a
tiny smirk.

"Get the fuck over here, Javi. How much time have you got?" Will said.

"I don't know but the kitchen manager read the instructions too, so I think
he's not expecting me back for...a while." Javi said as he walked over to
the bed. "I had no idea what you guys looked like. I figured if you were
old or ugly, I could just play dumb and assume it was a joke and leave." He
added. "But I was curious. The manager said two guys were registered to
this room so I kinda knew something might be up."

"Something's definitely up." Will said smiling and nodding down to his
boner. "So, you weren't disappointed that we were old and ugly?" Will
asked. "Well, at least this fucker is." He added nodding toward me. Javi
laughed.

"I was so happy when I saw you." Javi said. "I was like, thank you, Jesus."
He added and made the sign of the cross. We all laughed. "Can I suck your
cocks?" Will busted out laughing again. I backed up to give him better
access to Will. It only seemed fair to let him get some action first since
I'd put him in this position inwittingly.

"Take your clothes off first. We want to admire our waiter." Will
said. Javi complied, pulling off his vest and dress shirt first and tossing
them into a wrinkled pile on the floor. He had beautiful smooth, tan skin.
His arms had very little definition and his chest had sparse black hair
between his pecs. His nipples were large and already hard. His pits had
small patches of curly black hair that matched his head. He'd pulled his
dress shirt off over his head without unbuttoning it at the bottom. He was
suddenly impatient.

Then he stood on the bed and unbuckled his belt and let his baggy dress
pants fall onto the sheets. He was wearing thin white bikini briefs that
were practically transparent. He was already hard and it was snaking across
his left hip in the narrow band of fabric that connected the front pouch
with the butt. He had a dime-sized precum spot that had already soaked
through the thin cotton - evidence that the scene he'd walked in on had
aroused him.

I reached over and pulled them down and he stepped out of them. His boner
sprang over to the center and bounced around. It was essentially the same
size as mine but looked larger on his small frame. He didn't trim his
pubes. I wondered if there was a cultural thing for Latino men to keep
their full, macho man bush. Maybe Google could tell me later. His balls
were smaller, like large grapes and were almost lost in the mass of curly
hair. All of his manhood was an even darker version of the rest of his
body. He was cut and his boner had a mushroom head that was bigger than
mine and made me immediately want to feel it in my mouth. I leaned over and
took it between my lips. He smelled of grease and sweat from his morning in
the hot kitchen. I felt his smooth little ass.

He moaned and then bent over to get to Will's boner. He held it in his
right hand and started sucking. He was not an amateur at sucking cock. He
licked and slurped at it like it was a cold popsicle that was melting on a
hot summer afternoon. He moaned like it was delicious. "You have an awesome
cock." He said to Will but his accent made it sound like "coke" which made
me smile.

"So do you." I said and laid down on my belly to get his in my mouth
again. "Here, move around so you can get a better angle. Get on all
fours. You ready to be that power bottom for us?"

"Yes, Sir." He said, before taking Will's cock back in his mouth.

I got behind him and admired his smooth little brown ass. I traced the
narrow seam of skin that ran down the center of the back of his tight,
brown nut sack with my index finger and then coated his little brown pucker
with some spit and worked it in with my thumb. I thought about diving in to
eat his hole but he looked and smelled like he'd rolled out of bed this
morning for his shift without showering. I spit at his pucker again. Javi
moaned onto Will's cock.

I looked over at Will and he immediately knew what I needed. He reached
over to grab the bottle of lube off the nightstand and tossed it to
me. Javi didn't even notice. I squirted a long stream down his crack and
slid two fingers inside. He opened up easily. This wasn't his first
time. He was already relaxed. I fucked him with my two middle fingers and
then added my index finger. He moaned and arched his back. Good boy. He was
not as shy without his clothes on as he had been in his uniform.

I lubed up my cock and traded my fingers for it. I slid in slowly. Javi
pulled his head up and winced as I entered him, but once my head was past
the ring of his pucker, I watched my shaft slowly disappear into his
hole. I spit down again into the tiny black hairs around his asshole and
started to rock in and out against him. He moaned with pleasure this time
and started backing up against my pelvis.

As I was fucking him on my knees behind him, doggy style, I made the phone
symbol with my fingers at my ear. Will got the message and reached for that
too and tossed it to me. He bent his legs at the knees and spread his legs
wider and propped himself up on his pillow and put his hands behind head to
create the perfect pose for the background of my home-made porn. I got
several minutes of POV shots looking down at my fat, slick shaft sliding in
and out. Then I held it out to the side to get some nice footage of Will's
blow job.

Then I tossed it back to Will who filmed me pounding our waiter. I held his
hips. I was getting close. After last night's bottom boy adventure, I was
ready to blast a nice load up this young boy's backside. "Grab my balls,
kid." I yelled. Javi turned his head, confused. "Between your legs. Grab
'em. Make me cum."

"Oh, fuck, yeah, Daddy." Javi said. "Cum up my hole." He reached behind his
own tight little ball sack and grabbed mine. His small cold hand barely
contained them. It felt so good. I felt the tingle rise up from his palm
into my belly. He tugged them down and that set me off. I grabbed his waist
and thrust hard just as I felt the first ropes of semen fill his gut. It
felt like one long stream - like I was taking a semen piss inside his
hole. I pumped and pumped until I felt my balls drop down and start
slapping his ass cheeks. I stopped and just held myself against his crack
and closed my eyes to bask in the waves of sensation that spread throughout
my whole body.

"Fuck! That was good!" I said and took several deep breaths. "You want a
go?" I asked Will.

"As a matter of fact, I would like a turn." Will said, sitting up. "You ok
giving out sloppy seconds, young man?"

"Yes, please, Sir." Javi said and dropped his elbows and head down onto the
mattress. I moved aside and stood with the camera phone to film Will take
over.

"Oooohhh yyyeeeaaahhhh!!!" Will said as his banana cock just slid into the
wet mess between Javi's cheeks. "So much fucking cum. Jesus." Will just
stretched his hands out over Javi's smooth brown ass cheeks and gently
spread them apart and held himself steady as he methodically pumped in and
out in a steady rhythm. He'd been getting blown for a long time, so I
didn't figure he'd last long inside Javi.

"You gettin' close, Papi?" Javi moaned.

"Right...now!" Will grunted and started jackhammering against him until he
was done and spent. I shut off the camera and set it next to the TV
remote. Javi didn't move from what looked like the child's pose in
yoga. "Time for you to cum now." Will said. "Roll over and we'll take turns
sucking you off. We owe you more than a big tip."

"Too late. I came all over while you were fucking me, Papi." Javi said. "I
didn't even touch myself."

"Damn." I said. "You ok?"

"More than ok." Javi's said.

"When was the last time you did that? You seemed pretty relaxed." I asked.

"Last night." Javi said. Will and I looked at each other, surprised. "With
my cousin."

"Wow. Your cousin?" Will said, and I heard his more conservative nature
slipping in between his words.

"Yeah. We mess around all the time. Been messing around since we were
kids." Javi said.

"Like how old?" Will asked, suddenly worried as we never actually checked
his age.

"Oh, man. Since we were about eleven or twelve, I think. Since we could
first cum."

"And how many years ago was that?" I asked, not sure I wanted to hear the
answer.

"Oh, damn. Well, we're both twenty now. Well, he just turned twenty
one. So, like eight years ago. Eight or nine." Javi said. Will exhaled
loudly and looked at me like he was bathed in relief. I'm sure I looked the
same.

"Well, then...that explains it. You've had a lot of practice." Will said in
a way that made me think it was literally all he could think of at that
moment to make this flow of information stop.

"So...you wanna shower before you go back to work?" I asked.

"Yeah, that'd probably be good. Thanks." He said.

"Go for it. We're gonna start our cold breakfasts." I said.

"Sorry about that." He said as if it were his fault.

"Don't be." Will said smiling. "You want some of our breakfast?"

"Nah, we eat for free." He said and he went into the bathroom. He held his
hand between his ass cheeks as he walked away as though he would otherwise
be leaking jizz out onto the carpet. We had really filled him up. There was
a small puddle where he'd just sat at the edge of the bed. He was so
considerate. His mother should be proud. That thought made me laugh.

"What's funny?" Will asked.

"Nothing. I'll tell you later. Let's eat. That really made me hungry." I
said. We sat down naked and pulled the tops off our plates.

"That was a good way to wake up." Will said.

"And it's now 2 to 1."

--

Part 2: In The Field House

"I'm nervous." I said to Will as we walked into the lobby of the field
house. "This is D-1. This competition isn't going to be the same as back
home."

"Don't worry so much." Will said, trying to calm me down. "He's a state
champ. A lot of these guys were the same ones he wrestled at state."

"Thanks." I said, feeling a tiny bit less anxious. I was so happy to be
here with Will. I couldn't imagine what this would be like alone. My Ex and
her girlfriend, Rachel should be here somewhere. I wasn't sure if we should
sit with them or avoid them. "Hey, look. There's Jake." Will turned his
head and smiled.

"Hey, Dad." Jake said. "How was your night last night?"

"It was pretty mellow." Will said which made me smile. "Had a couple of
beers in the hotel bar and went back to the room." He added, which made me
choke back laughter. I wanted to say 'I love you' to him at that
moment. His statement was technically true. I still would have loved to see
Jake's face when Will said, 'Well, I picked up a scrawny cowboy in the bar
and blew him 'til he choked me with his load down my throat, and then Matt
got fucked by a traveling salesman in pink lace panties after I filled his
ass first.' It would be priceless. That made me wish I'd been able to snap
a quick photo of Will sporting the panties. I felt my dick start to get
hard. 'Focus on being present', I thought to myself.

"You two really know how to tear up the town." Jake said. I smiled
again. My ass is what got torn up. I was still a little sore back there. I
was certain our night had exceeded theirs.

Jake introduced us to Eric's roommate, Leo. I don't remember much about the
conversation because I was mesmerized by how handsome he was. He was tall -
like 6'-3" probably, and not exactly buff, but obviously very athletic. He
had tiny sweat stains in the pits of his white tee shirt which exposed his
abs and happy trail. I wanted to lift it up and see the rest of his
chest. I could see the faint outline of his manhood off to one side in his
jeans - not enough that I could tell his religion so to speak, but I could
tell he'd been blessed. I felt blood rush to my groin again and quickly
tried to picture our plump bartender, Heather in granny panties to kill my
boner.

"...and this is his lover, Matt." Jake said. I was pulled out of my trance
by the amazement at Jake's endless ability to be inappropriate. I blushed
and was speechless. Will yelled at Jake and they had one of their typical
exchanges. Leo was polite through all of it. He made eye contact with me
and held it as though we were in a secret little club of those forced to
witness this uncomfortable father-son moment.  I may have been reading more
into that though. Leo had the most striking, beautiful blue eyes and white
teeth. I had to look away as I felt myself starting to swoon.

I looked over at Will and heard him apologize to Leo in a way that made it
obvious he was trying to be charming. It made me happy that I wasn't the
only one having impure thoughts about my son's roommate. Before we'd
arrived, we'd both commented about how we'd had enough sex to not be
distracted at the meet. It surprised me that Leo was able to rekindle both
of our hormones again already. Then Jake gave me a hug and snuck in a quick
grope of my ass. He's just constantly pushing buttons. If only he could
channel that energy into college.

We all sat together, thanks entirely to Leo. Jake wanted nothing to do with
us. Will asked him a slew of questions about lacrosse and his classes. I'm
sure he came off as politely interested, but I could see flirty joy in his
eyes at just being able to look at Leo's handsome face and command his
attention in return.

"Let's go get some snacks." I said to Will. "We'll be right back, boys."

"So, it was fun to see you speechless for once." Will said to me after we'd
gotten out to the corridor and were in line at the concession stand.

"Huh?" I said further proving his point.

"I saw the...expansion going on downstairs." Will said, referring to the
wood I'd grown watching Leo but choosing his words carefully since we were
in line with a bunch of parents and families. He didn't realize part of my
arousal was picturing his junk in a lace pouch.

"Huh?" I said again, intentionally playing dumb.

"Looks like Leo delivered a large load of wood studs to your downstairs."
Will added. I was pretty impressed.

"That's interesting. It seemed like you were about to put on your knee pads
and get your tool out for the install." I said back. "It looked like you
were ready to check out the padding and see what the carpet looked like." I
added. Will smiled. The double entendres in the home improvement world
rivaled those in an NFL game.

"Was I?" Will said, smiling. " 'cause it seemed like you were looking for
your nail gun, getting ready to start pounding on those studs. You sure
that old gun still works?"  "Oh, it's been around a few...projects lately,
but it's still got some life left in it." I said.  "I needed to wait until
you'd completed your thorough inspection. There was that one stud cavity in
particular that you seemed concerned about. Were you worried about getting
your pipe to fit?"

Will busted out laughing. I could see he was struggling to keep this going
with a straight face. "Seriously though, you were embarrassing back there."
He said.

"Me?!! I was embarrassing??" I whispered yelled at him while trying not to
laugh. "I'm pretty sure you learned his entire class schedule and his
mother's maiden name."

"Was I that bad?" Will said.

"You were pretty funny." I said.

"He's..." Will started and then leaned into my ear and whispered. "He's
just soooo fucking handsome."

"No shit." I said. "It's distracting. It's a good thing he's sitting behind
us."

"No shit. Did you see that ass?" Will said. "Those legs are so long, that
round ass would be right here."  He added holding his hands out like he was
grabbing breasts. The woman ahead of us turned her head and scowled and
then looked at her very large husband. We needed to go back to using Lowe's
euphemisms and being more careful.

"I wonder if there's shag carpet downstairs." I said.

Will laughed hard. "I'm guessing it's pretty plush."

"Maybe." I said. "You never know though. There might be hard wood floors
underneath."

--

"Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Will said under his breath as we watched
Eric's second match of the day. I was worried about him having to wrestle
again so soon after his first match even though he'd won it pretty
easily. Will's eyes were glued to Eric's opponent.

"I assume you're referring to the...lack of support going on out there?" I
said, noting that Eric's opponent was very obviously not wearing a
jockstrap, or anything else for that matter, under his pale yellow
singlet. It wasn't the dreaded white singlet, but it was nearly that
explicit.

"And if anyone needs the support today, it's this kid." Will said. "And
I've been paying pretty close attention to the issue -" He added with a
smile in his voice, still just staring at the guy's prominent bulge.  He
and Eric were circling each other, and the guy's junk was jiggling around
between the short legs of his singlet like a bag of golf balls.

"He gives new definition to 'smuggling puppies.' " I said also glued to his
crotch.

Then he grabbed Eric's ankle and yanked it up so his leg was at a 90 degree
angle to his hip. Eric started hoping around trying to get free. Both of us
gasped and sat up on the edge of our seats. Eric finally lost his balance
and got taken down. The kid grabbed Eric around the waist but Eric broke
free and got back up to his feet. "Fuck Yeah!" Will yelled and then looked
around when he realized how loud that had been. It made me happy he was so
excited and cheering for Eric.

We sat back down and watched the match completely change. Eric came back at
this kid like a fire had been lit under him. I'm not sure I'd ever seen him
so visibly angry. He got a take down and a handful of other points and then
all of a sudden his opponent was on his back, desperately trying to keep
his shoulders off the mat. That meant his back was arched and his pelvis
was thrust up at the ceiling. We were at an angle so we were essentially
staring right between his thighs. You could clearly make out each of his
balls and a long floppy dick folded down between them. The bulge of his
dick was the highest point on his body - like the cupola on old Victorian
house. It was unmistakable and unavoidable...and it was pretty fucking hot
if you're into picturing naked dicks on scantily clad young men. Will and I
were members of that secret club, but even if you weren't a member,
everyone watching was being invited to join.

The scene seemed to be moving in slow motion. I swore I could actually see
the girth of this kid's porn cock shifting and jostling around under the
thin pale fabric. The ref was lying down on the mat next to him to get a
closer look and suddenly he slapped his palm down hard against the mat and
the spectacle was over.

We all jumped up to cheer for Eric. It was a dramatic comeback that the
audience loved. Eric still looked angry as the ref raised his arm as the
winner. We cheered and clapped. The boys and Lana were two rows behind
us. I glanced back to see them on their feet as well, clapping and smiling.

Lana seemed charming and intelligent and beautiful and a little wild...or
maybe just head strong.  Whatever Eric was doing in college was
working. Meghan was a pretty girl - is a pretty girl. And she had a great
rack that I caught Eric and Jake and even Will staring at many times. Lana
was the entire package though. I didn't mean to judge, especially after
only one brief conversation between the matches, but Lana was an upgrade. I
was proud of Eric.

I noticed Will had untucked his shirt. There's really only one reason for
that here. Will had a boner. "So, was it that kid's package, reaching for
the sky, or Eric's manly comeback that gave you wood?" I asked, giving Will
shit.

"Huh?" Will said turning to meet my eyes.

"I know that untuck move. Been using it since junior high. What gave you
wood? Eric's aggressive display of college jock manliness or was it
Mr. Commando?" I asked again.

"A little of both, I guess." Will said. I was a little shocked. I'm still
caught off guard by Will's forthcomingness sometimes. I'd only mentioned
Eric to give him an out for gawking at his opponent's junk. I was instantly
conflicted. Was it hot that my lover just got turned on by my son? God
knows Jake has given me a forest full of wood over the last couple of years
- but he was trying to accomplish that mission. Even Will knows Jake gets
me flustered sometimes, so I guess he didn't feel any awkwardness admitting
that. Eric's win had been impressive.

"I gotta sit down." Will said. I joined him as the crowd did as well. We
were done for the afternoon unless we wanted to wait for Nick's next match
- or just gawk at some more wrestler bulges and bubble butts. It wasn't
like we'd never made an afternoon of that passtime and then fucked each
other silly at how horny it made us.

"Should we stay and take in some more...sights? Check out the competition?"
I asked. "Or do we need to go find somewhere for me to take care of that
for you?" I turned to him and smiled. He blushed.

"I had an idea." Will said.

"Does it involve me doing a plumbing inspection downstairs?" I asked
genuinely trying to be discreet since we were shoulder to shoulder with
other parents. Will didn't laugh like I thought he would.

"I really appreciate that offer and I'd like to reschedule your maintenance
inspection, but my plan is more specific to taking advantage of our
location this weekend."

"I'm intrigued. What did you have in mind?" I asked.

"Let's go. I'll tell you on the way."

"Uh...ok." I said. We waited for the end of the current match and then
stood up and turned to leave. We noticed Jake and Leo had left. Rude. Not
even a text. We waved to Lana, who smiled and gave us the little bent
finger, baby wave. I was a little taken with her - she seemed to genuinely
like both Will and me. I still liked positive attention from beautiful
women. Her friend ignored us.

"Have you seen Scott?" I asked as soon as we were back in the lobby heading
outside.

"You mean Nick's dad, Scott?" Will said.

"Yeah."

"You mean, Scott, the asshole who I fucked the shit out of in a crowded
restroom stall at Cell Block?"  Will added.

"The stall wasn't crowded; the restroom was." I said, thinking I was very
funny.

"There were three of us in a one-person toilet stall. I think that
qualifies as crowded." Will said.

"I stand corrected." I said. "Anyway, I can't believe he wouldn't be here
if Nick is wrestling today. I thought we'd have run into him."

"Well, ever since Michelle told everyone she could find, including the
checkout people at the grocery store, about catching the two of us
together, Scott's been avoiding us like the plague. He knows he no longer
has his mutually assured destruction leverage and doesn't want to be
associated with us." Will said.

"I figured since his wife wasn't coming, he'd be less concerned about
that. I don't even know why I'm so curious. I thought it was weird we
hadn't run into him. It's not like I want to." I said.

"Maybe we'll run into him at Cell Block again." Will said laughing.

"That seems unlikely if he's avoiding us." I said.

"Maybe he thinks we wouldn't go there now that we're an old married
couple." Will said. That made me happy even though it made us sound
boring. Us being boring made me laugh. Last night proved we were anything
but boring. Our sons were boring by comparison. At least I hoped so. Eric
always stayed home by himself before these meets. Jake seemed to maybe have
Meghan now, but who knows how wild he plans to get this weekend.

"Speaking of Cell Block, did you see Dix's text?" I asked.

"Yeah, I read it in the restroom. I'm bummed he has to work both tonight
and tomorrow. I don't understand what he meant about that party theme?"
Will said. We were on a group text with Dix. Will was referring to Dix's
last message that read: 'sorry hot daddies. Really wish I could play but
have to work Fri & Sat. The club is having an Eyes Wide Shut party tomorrow
night. You two should definitely come. Your names will be on the list at
the door. Costumes are optional but masks are required at a minimum. Should
be crazy. If I was a patron, I'd be excited but it's gonna suck to
manage. Hope I c u there. Maybe we can party after. I don't work Sunday.'

"It means we need to buy masks." I said.

"What is eyes wide shut?" Will asked.

"The movie?" I said. "You didn't see it? I'm not surprised, even though it
had Tom Cruise in it. Doesn't seem like you're thing. It wasn't that good
but it had a cool, mysterious, sexy vibe - something about a secret sex
club where everyone wore masks to be anonymous. Sounds fun. We could run
into Scott and not even know it."

"I could identify him by his dick." Will said.

"Really?" I said. "You were behind him, most of the time, fucking. I'm the
one that tried to suck that thing and watch it swing around while he blew
me."

"And yet you don't think you can identify it. Hmmm. Seen too many now, slut
boy?" Will said, joking.

"I blocked his out." I said. "Anyway, so what was your big idea that's
keeping me from sucking on your pretty dick?"

"Oh, yeah. Ok, so don't judge me, but I thought it would be fun to go to
one of those adult stores and buy some sexy underwear for tomorrow." Will
said, lowering his voice even though we were outside now and out of
anyone's earshot. "Is that crazy?"

"Fuck no! That's hot." I said. "That's definitely something we can't do at
home. That's the whole point of this weekend."

"Well, that and seeing your son wrestle." Will said, laughing at me.

"And that." I said, a little embarrassed. "So, you want some lace jockeys?"

"Maybe. Is that weird? You seemed to like them last night." Will said.

"You did too." I reminded him. "Part of why they were hot was how
unexpected they were, but yeah; I'd like to see you in another pair. They
didn't look very comfortable, though."

"They weren't bad. I don't remember really though. I was so fucking horny
at that point." Will said.  "There's a lot of options though; doesn't have
to be lacy or girly. We could get leather jockstraps, assless briefs, a
thong with an elephant trunk. Whatever."

"Damn, boy. You've given this some thought." I said, surprised.

"Maybe a little." Will said, smirking.

"Ok, let's go. Do you know where one of those stores is?" I asked.

"Got it pulled up on my phone right now." Will said. I patted him on the
back and then slid my hand down to tweak his ass quickly. This should be
fun.

-- Part 3: Shopping Spree

"It's smells weird in here." Will said. Sex shops always reek of super
industrial cleaners - a constant reminder that you probably don't want to
the see the place in only black light. It was kinda cute that Will had
never been in one. He was like a six-year-old going to his first Toys-R-Us
store.

"Yeah, they all smell weird like this. It's weird." I said and felt sort of
pervy for even knowing that.

"What about these?" Will asked as he held up a pair of Andrew Christian
red, white and blue assless briefs in front of his crotch as though I
needed it right there in order to properly picture him in them.

"A little too patriotic for this weekend." I said. Then we both heard a
burly guy in the same aisle grumble. He was browsing with what appeared to
be his girlfriend, or a stripper he'd picked up the night before. It was
hard to tell which. She looked older than him - or just older than her
years - and had badly done fake tits that made her otherwise slender figure
seem awkwardly top heavy. You could see the rigid edge of her implants in
her cleavage. I didn't see how that was sexy. It looked like they felt like
bags of wet sand. It was obnoxious to feel more judgement from them in a
sex shop than we did on campus. I leaned over to Will and gave him a sloppy
kiss. The burly guy made a disgusted face and humphed off to another aisle.

"What was that for?" Will said, slightly taken aback. He rarely engaged in
public displays of affection and hadn't yet internalized that we had more
freedom in the big city.

"Nothing. Just felt like it." I said. He smiled. He was apparently
oblivious to the other patrons.

"Ok, how about these?" Will said holding up a black leather jock with a
zipper running down the center of the pouch for easy access.

"Hot!" I said. "But black's more my color. I think you should get the red
one."

"You're right! That's way hotter." Will said and switched. He was so sexy
just casually carrying around a red leather jockstrap on a hanger like it
was a package of bacon at the grocery store. "You gonna get the black one?"

"Yeah. We could sorta match." I said. "Is there a changing room to try it
on?" I added, certain that wasn't allowed but actually not sure what size I
needed.

"I can't right now." Will said, obviously believing that was an actual
option.

"You can't?"

"Got a boner." Will said just as the burly guy rounded the corner. I
laughed.

"What else? We should stock up." I said.

We ended up spending $400 on a bunch of stuff we didn't need at all, but
that we could hardly wait to get back to the hotel to model and try out. I
confirmed I needed a large in zippered, leather jockstraps and Will needed
an extra-large in the white lace panties he picked out that apparently were
typically only worn by tiny twinks. We also each got a pair of assless
briefs - mine are orange with pink piping around the legs and the fly - and
the ass opening. Will went with his trademark light blue and white.

I'm not done yet; we got green, neon, glow-in-the-dark cock rings, leather
harnesses that matched our jocks, matching leather spiked arm bands and dog
collars (I know they are ridiculous, but we were on a roll), two different
kinds of lube - one that was edible and one that was supposed to make your
skin tingle, a black 8" dildo with realistic, wrinkly balls, and a pair of
butt plugs - because who knows when we'll both need one at the same time.

How had we gone this long without any paraphernalia other than the
necessary 'cleaning supplies' that we quickly learned anyone who bottoms is
required to possess after that first tournament weekend?

"Big shopping day for you boys." The guy behind the cash register said as
we unloaded our arms onto the counter. He looked like a meth head - scrawny
with dark teeth and stringy long hair. Now who was being judgmental? I
thought to myself.

"We're tourists." I said. He just rolled his eyes.

"I feel like such a fucking pervert." Will said as we walked to his car
carrying four bags of gear.

"I'm so horny right now." I said. We walked past a handful of single guys
of all ages who were on their way in. They looked at our bags as if the
idea that anyone ever shopped for more than one item at a time here was
completely foreign - as well as shopping with a buddy. I wanted to just
loudly blurt out, 'your wife's really gonna love that more life-like
dildo", but decided we didn't need any more attention.

"I know, right?" Will said. "I wanna fuck the shit outta you right now. I'm
even leaking precum right now; I can feel it. That hardly ever happens to
me."

We put our bags in the trunk and got in the car. We were right by the
building's entry. What had seemed like convenient, rockstar parking when we
got here, now seemed very conspicuous.

"Pull your pants down." I said.

"What? Now?"

"Yes, now!" I said. "I can't wait. I need your dick in my mouth." I
unbuckled my belt and pulled my jeans and tighty whities down together to
my ankles. I grabbed my stiff dick and started stroking. "Oh, fuck, yeah."
I whispered. It felt so good. I felt like I did back in high school when
I'd get so horny I could barely make it home and had to run up the stairs,
two at a time, to shut the bathroom door and start beating off. It felt
like it had been decades since I'd felt this desperate. "C'mon. Now!"

"Jesus. Are you kidding me? We're like ten feet from the door. And it's
busy." Will said. He was groping the obvious boner in his chinos though.

"We're at a fucking sex shop. No one cares. C'mon - pull 'em down. You
don't want your dick sucked?"

"Yeah.  Fuck.  Ok." Will said and looked around and then pulled his pants
and briefs down at the same time to his ankles under the steering wheel.

"Move your seat back!" I said. "Fuck. C'mon. Do it."

"Ok. Ok." Will said fumbling with the buttons on the side of his seat. As
soon as I heard the buzz of the tiny motor, I dove into Will's groin and
took his erection in my mouth. Fuck, yeah. He was leaking a lot and tasted
so good. Precum just ran out of the end of my dick too. I was so wet and
slippery.

"Oh, god. Oh, god - someone's coming out." Will said and I felt him tense
up. I opened wide and went all the way down on him until my nose hit his
fuzzy thigh. I cupped his nads. "Ooooohhh Fuuuuck!"

I slurped at his head and sucked his juice out, moaning. I worked on him
for a few minutes, sort of surprised he was lasting this long. He had his
hands on my head, partly to guide my motions and partly in an effort to
cover me up. I'm sure he looked odd sitting with the seat pulled back and
his head alternating between being tilted back on the head rest and looking
down into his lap. I heard the store door slam shut but wasn't sure if it
was someone entering or exiting. "Oh, shit." Will said in a way that meant,
'oh shit, that's not good' and not, 'oh shit, I'm gonna cum." He tensed
up. I tried to pull up to see what was going on. Will pushed my head down
and gagged me with his cock. I started coughing and grabbed his balls. He
released my head and I instinctively pulled up.

As soon as my eyes were above the bottom on the window, I saw the burly man
and his stripper girlfriend just standing a few feet from the door. They'd
clearly stopped when they saw Will's position. I pulled up higher until
they could see my entire face hovering above Will's lap. They looked
shocked. I smiled and dropped back down onto Will's cock and took all of
him. He moaned loudly and threw his head back again. I heard him gasp. I
saw a shadow cover us and understood that our friends had moved right up
against the window to watch.

"Fuck off!" Will said through the glass. "Matt, stop. Seriously." I pulled
off.

"Dude, we'll never see them again. Enjoy it. I'm not stopping." I said and
went back down on him.

"Matt!" He said but I grabbed his balls again and he froze. I pulled off
once more.

"This definitely counts as your point." I said and went back down again. I
knew that would change his mind. He relaxed - not completely, but mostly. I
continued to suck him.

"Fuck. They're literally staring right at me. They're like a foot from the
car." Will said.

"I can feel you getting harder again. You're starting to like it aren't
you?" I said and continued sucking.

"A little." He said. I kept sucking. "Oh fuck!" He added.

"Mmm Mmm Mmmmm?" I mumbled with his dick in my mouth hoping he could
translate English to blow job as 'what is it'?"

"Now there's another guy standing here watching too. Some old guy."

"I just felt you leak more. I think you like an audience - just like you
told Bronco last night." I went back to work. "Jesus. There's one
more. He's kinda hot at least." I instinctively popped my head up to look.
Before I dove back down into Will's lap, I saw a mixture of smiles and
shock and horror on their faces.

"It's a fucking dude blowing him." We heard the burly man tell the others
through the window. I went back down and heard them say, "whoa!" I needed
to get Will over the edge. He was still a little too nervous. I slid my
hand down under his balls. He sat up a little without thinking. There were
more voices outside. I slid my middle finger up his crack and searched for
his pucker. Bingo. I pushed hard against it as I sucked.

"Oh fuck!" Will whispered.

"He just said, Oh, Fuck!" The stripper said. "I could read his lips."

"I think he's getting fingered." The old guy said.

"Oh fuck, god dammit. I'm cumming. Fuck. God dammit. I don't wanna do this
now. Fuck. Fuuuuuuuck!"  Will said and he flooded my mouth with semen. It
wasn't that forceful after cumming this morning, but it was a lot. I
swallowed some but still had a mouthful. I popped my head up. There were
now six people standing around, including the meth head cashier who'd come
out for a smoke. I stuck out my tongue full of jizz and everyone but the
burly man clapped for me. Then I swallowed and showed them my empty
mouth. The stripper squealed and clapped again. The burly man shook his
head and turned to walk to his dirty Ford F-150. The cashier flicked his
cigarette butt at our car but he smiled at us before going back inside with
the hot guy.

"Fuck, that was weird. That was really fucking weird." Will said.

"Weird, hot?" I asked.

"I don't know. I don't think so. I don't know. Maybe. Maybe a little." Will
said as he was trying to work it out in his head.

"You were fucking hard the whole time - especially at the end." I said. "In
fact, you're still hard. What the fuck?"

"I don't know, Man. That's hotter now thinking about it than it was when it
was happening. I'm still horny." Will said. He seemed genuinely
perplexed. "What about you? You need to get off? You're the one that was so
horny."

"Yeah, I'm even more horny now - which is saying something. That was kind
of a rush. I can wait though, unless you wanna just suck me right now if
you're still horny."

"I kinda do. Sit back." Will said. I sat up and put my seat back as
well. Will leaned over and started to blow me. The parking lot was suddenly
empty. I was a little bummed. I wanted the same experience for some reason.

"That feels great. I'm already getting close." Will was stroking again. His
fingers were slippery with remnants of his orgasm dripping from the backs
of his fingers. I was starting to breathe hard. The tickle was in my gut. I
was watching the door. It opened and the hot guy came out with a discreet
brown paper bag. He glanced over and seemed surprised to see us still
parked. He stopped and smiled at me. He was about 30. He had curly brown
hair sticking out from under a Carhart stocking cap. I smiled at him and he
walked over to my side of the car and stared down at Will blowing me. He
made the rolling sign for me to roll down the window. Gen Z isn't going to
understand that gesture. I hit the button and the window slowing
opened. Will stopped and looked up. I thought he would freak out and stop,
but he smiled too and went back down on me.

"Damn, you're a hairy fucker." The hot guy said. He was holding the paper
bag in front of his groin. I knew he was hard.

"Show it to me." I said.

He opened the bag and pulled out a Fleshlight. I'd always wanted one. Now I
didn't really need one.

"I meant show me your dick." I said. He looked shocked. "C'mon. I know
you're hard. You're hot. Let me see it." He shook his head. "Please. It'll
make me cum." He looked shocked again but not in the same way. I could tell
he was thinking about it. "C'mon. You have the power to make me cum."

He looked around and then gently set the bag down on the gravel parking
lot. I could see the bulge pressing against his baggy jeans. He undid his
belt and opened his pants. He wasn't wearing underwear so his stiff dick
popped straight out at me. "Fuck yeah." I said breathing hard. "Keep
sucking. I'm gonna bust." I leaned my head out the window a little. I
wanted to suck him as I came in Will's mouth. He thrust his hips forward so
I could lick the tip of his dick head. I was dizzy with lust. I strained to
get more of his head in my mouth when he surprised me and back up. He
leaned down and planted his mouth on mine instead. His soft lips parted and
his tongue touched my lips. I moaned loudly and felt my cock release long
ropes of spooge into my lover's mouth. I threw my head back and continued
to groan and thrust up into Will's face. Will moaned too as he took it. I
held his head there for a few more seconds and then released it when I felt
the resistance of him trying to sit up. Will's face reached the open window
and he stuck out his tongue at our hot hipster guy just like I had at our
rude burly man and the skanky woman. He surprised me again by leaning down
again and kissing Will. I could tell they were exchanging my cum between
their tongues. I felt a long stream ooze out of my deflating dick as I
watched. "Fuck, that's so hot." Then Will kissed me and I tasted the
remnants of my jizz on his breath.

Hot guy wiped his mouth on his rolled-up, flannel sleeve and closed his
pants. You could see the lump of his cock head poking at the denim. He
started to walk away and then quickly turned back to bend down and grab his
bag. He didn't say a word. He just got in an outdated Subaru. I wondered if
he was going to open the box and try it out his new Fleshlight right here
in the parking lot. He wasn't making any attempt to back out. Will pulled
his pants up and put the car in reverse so we could leave. The car's tires
spun on the gravel as he stepped on the gas. I debated just sitting in the
car with my pants around my ankles but quickly reassessed and got fully
clothed again as we pulled up to a minivan at the first stop light.

"That's not how I pictured our afternoon going when we got to the field
house." I said.

"No shit." Will said. "I still can't wrap my head around what just
happened. It's definitely dangerous to go to a store that's intended to get
you all horned up." He paused as we got back on the Main Street.  "So,
we're tied now: 2-2."

"We were tied. Then that hot guy came back out and showed me his dick and
kissed me." I said. "It's back to me being ahead by one. We both came."

"Well, he kissed us both and I was the one with the cum in my mouth. But
I'll concede that one." Will said. "Still worth it though."

"It was." I said. "Now what? I wanna see you model that red leather harness
and jockstrap."

"Don't we have to get masks?" Will said. "Google that. I have no idea what
they're supposed to look like.  You saw the movie."

"Change into these first." I said pulling out the lace panties.

"Right here?" Will said.

"Yeah. Pull over and change in the car." I said. Will did as I asked. He
pulled over to a side street and took off his pants and boxer briefs and
replaced them with the lace panties.

"Damn. That's so fucking sexy. I have no idea why I think that's so hot." I
said. Will pulled his pants back on then got us back on the right path
before Siri yelled at us to 'proceed to the route.' "How do they feel?"

"Weird." Will said. "Not as comfortable as Bronco's- but have a partial
again." He added and laughed.  "You're such a fucking pervert."

"Says the DILF in the lingerie."

--