Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2024 23:52:28 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mark Tholtow <markmanscooter@yahoo.com>
Subject: Our Sons Plan Our Bachelor Party - Chapter 3

Our Sons Plan Our Bachelor Party: Chapter 3

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Chapter 3 - Morning Has Broken

Part 1: Matt & Will's Room

I woke up from a dream where Will and I were riding motor scooters around
the Colosseum in Rome - a strange location, obviously inspired by the
hotel's Italian theme, but odd since it's the wrong city. I felt something
warm and hard against the back of my thigh - the familiar sensation of
Will's morning wood poking at me. I smiled. I still had my eyes closed. I
lifted my leg up slightly and scooted up toward the headboard which allowed
his erection to slide along my inner thigh and touch the back of my
balls. I lowered my leg to lock his stiff prick tightly between my hairy
thighs. My taint was moist with sweat. I felt his boner shift slightly as
he pushed it deeper between my thighs, his spongy cock head pushing on the
back of my nut sac. My own morning wood throbbed, and I felt precum drool
out the tip of my piss slit. He pushed a little further and then his bush
hit my furry ass. It was softer than I expected. Then he moaned. I froze
and opened my eyes.

"Holy shit!" I thought as the hotel room registered in my brain and I
remembered where I was and who was next to me. Jeff, who had passed out
naked in the center of the bed, was spooning me with his boner between my
legs moaning in my ear. No wonder Will's bush felt so soft. It wasn't his
short, trimmed pubes; it was Jeff's untamed forest pushed into my crack. I
felt him thrust again and then moan again as his warm breath hit the back
of my neck.

What now?

He was obviously still asleep. I could feel his hairy, manly chest against
my back. His left hand was on my hip. My cock drooled again. It didn't care
whose hot body was grinding against me.

He thrust again, and I felt his fingers gently grip my hip bone. I
instinctively tightened my legs around his prick to stop him, but that only
made him moan again. I slid my right arm down to my crotch. I squeezed the
head of my cock when my hand reached it and then kept going down until I
could feel the tip of his head beneath my smooth balls. His piss slit was
wet. I wanted to taste it so badly. I gently rubbed the slippery goo around
the tiny lips of his opening. It was so soft. He moaned again.

As much as I wanted to feel Jeff's beefy football player body continue to
thrust against me until I felt his warm load erupt between my thighs, I had
to stop this. Both he and Will would freak out if they woke up - when they
woke up.

I had piss like racehorse.

When I came back to bed, Jeff had rolled over onto his stomach into my
spot. His naked body sprawled out so that his legs were spread with one
knee bent, exposing his bushy balls from beneath his big, beefy ass. The
dark brown hair in his crack was wet with sweat and matted. He had some
light golden brown hairs across his back. I was thankful Will had not
inherited that trait. He was hugging my pillow. I wondered if he was having
a sex dream.

Will, on the other hand, was lying on his back with one arm up over his
head, exposing his arm pit. I wanted to stick my face in it. His morning
wood was tenting the sheet. There wasn't quite enough room for me to
squeeze in between them.

Standing at the end of the bed, looking at the two of them was making my
cock begin to rise again. My mind kept flashing back to the previous
night. I remembered eating Will's ass in front of our audience and watching
Jeff watch his little brother swallow my load. My erection returned. I
reached down and stroked myself watching them. I wondered if they ever
slept in the same bed as teenage boys. I pictured them jacking off together
at their family's camp site, both conspiring to sneak away because their
hormones got the best of them. I wondered if Jeff was dreaming about
busting his nut against Candy's ass as he fingered her. He had been a
naughty boy last night.

Will spread his legs. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed his cock in my
mouth.

I pulled the sheet back and watched his naked erection bounce with his
pulse. I climbed up on the bed between his legs and leaned forward over his
beautiful stiff member. I grabbed his balls and gently rolled them around
in my palm, pushing up along his taint and watching his precum drip out the
end. My prize. I immediately tugged on his balls to make his cock stand up
and I went down on him.

Will lifted his head up and looked at me, surprised. What did he think I
was going to do - just play with his balls and stop? He got a stressed look
on his face and nodded his head over to Jeff as if to say, 'are you fucking
crazy? My brother is right next to us!' I just shrugged and smiled and took
him down my throat. He gasped and moaned. I knew he wouldn't stop me. He
woke up horny too. Last night's adventures were still replaying in our
heads. Jeff stirred for a second and then began to breathe heavily again. I
kept sucking my boyfriend's beautiful boner. He tasted so good. His balls
were sweaty and musky and his bush seemed like it had grown overnight. I
choked on his cock a little trying to get those curly golden hairs against
my nose.

I went too fast and gagged myself. The gargling sound made Jeff stir
again. He rolled over onto his side.  His mostly rigid cock was aimed right
at my head, angled down slightly along his beefy thigh toward the mattress.

I stopped and turned my head to look at it. Will saw my gaze shift and
gently tapped my cheek. I looked up at him and he shook his head. He knew
what I was thinking. I gave him his own devilish smile back and he smirked
but then scowled and shook his head again as if to say, 'that's hot, but
don't you dare.'

I can't be trusted when there's a stiff cock just inches from my mouth,
especially one that is essentially just a slightly larger version of
Will's. I desperately wanted to know how it compared. Jeff was out cold. I
went back to sucking on Will's pulsing cock head until he laid his head
back down on the pillow and closed his eyes. Then I pulled off and leaned
to my left and slurped Jeff's bulbous cock head into my mouth.

Holy fuck. It felt exactly like Will's only just a half size bigger. I
swirled my tongue around the ridge and flicked the underside of his piss
slit. Jeff moaned and pushed his pelvis into my face.

Will opened his eyes and not-so-gently tapped my cheek again. I pulled off
and looked up at him, smiling.

He bulged his eyes out at me and shook his head again. I just went back
down on Jeff's cock, sucking harder on his head with my lips down around
his shaft now. Will smacked the side of my head which made me jolt and in
turn jostled Jeff. He moaned again. I continued to suck, but I grabbed
Will's stiff prick and began to tug on it too. Then I started going back
and forth between them. Will exhaled sharply. He wanted me to stop but
couldn't bring himself to make that happen on his own.

I sucked each one back and forth for a couple of minutes, careful not to be
too aggressive with Jeff's stiff rod. Then I couldn't help myself. I cupped
his balls. They were hanging down on his left thigh. I held them
tightly. They were bigger than Will's too and covered in soft ginger fur. I
pushed up against the underside and he moaned again and moved his arm over
and put his right hand on my head.

Something about that sensation must have felt unfamiliar even in his
sleep. He began to stir, and I quickly pulled off and went back down on
Will. I grabbed his balls instead and pushed my nose toward his bush again.

"What the fuck?!" Jeff blurted out groggily. Then his eyes opened wide, and
he rolled over and off the bed to a standing position. He staggered
slightly - either from getting up too fast or from being hungover - or
both. "Seriously, what the fuck are you doing?" He was standing, buck naked
with a wet erection. I noticed his boner turned slightly to his right; it
was not the perfect larger version of Will's now that I could see it
bouncing around. He caught me staring at it and started to look around the
room.

"Sorry. Just waking Will up with some head. You rolled over so I didn't
have room to get up between you and you seemed out cold. I sorta couldn't
help myself when I laid down right next to his junk. It was taunting me.

"What the fuck?" He said a third time as if I was speaking a different
language. "I gotta get outa here. I don't want to be around that shit." He
seemed flustered. He looked down at his stiff rod and must have noticed it
was covered in my saliva. "What the fuck?" He said one more time. "Did you
suck my dick?"

"Uh..." I stammered.

"He did ask you first." Will lied. "You grunted what sounded like an
affirmative and rolled over to show him your wood."

I turned to stare at Will in disbelief.

"What the fuck?" Jeff said. "There's no way..."

"You were complaining a lot about never getting head anymore and how much
you missed it." Will said, casually. "Maybe you were dreaming about Candy."

"Wait, seriously?" Jeff said, his voice sounding more stressed. He was
looking around the room, presumably for his clothes. "Did he really suck my
dick??"

"Relax, my brother. You were definitely liking it. Not a surprise. He's
really good at it. You were holding his head and moaning." Will said. What
was he doing??

"But that's...he can't...I'm not...you know I'm not..."

"Seriously. Relax. It's just a bro-job. I gave him permission." Will said:
a statement that couldn't be further from the truth.

"YOU gave him permission!!" Jeff said, now just standing with his half hard
cock swinging around as he spoke. He'd apparently forgotten to be concerned
about his modesty anymore. "What about ME giving him permission??"

"Like I said. You already did that. Trust me, you weren't fightin' it. You
were bucking into his throat like you were fucking Candy hard in your
dreams."

"That's just it; I wasn't even awake!" Jeff said.

"Sorry, Man." I said casually as though I'd just inadvertently coughed
during his golf swing. "I thought you were liking it. My bad." I shrugged
and went back to playing with Will's deflating cock. I felt it expand a
little in my fist. Will was enjoying this.

"Sorry?" Jeff said. "Stop that. Wait til I'm gone." He looked around
again. "Is this the way you always wake up?"

"Pretty much." I said. "It's no biggie. Like he said, it's a just a
friendly bro-job. You said you missed getting blown about fifty times last
night. I thought Candy was gonna suck you off just to shut you up."

"She was hot." Jeff said, suddenly remembering last night. His plump cock
twitched.

"You were a bad fucking boy last night, Big Brother." Will said.

"He is your 'big' brother by the way. I can confirm." I said to Will. I
watched Will smirk, trying desperately not to laugh. Jeff looked confused
and figured out I was referring to comparing their cocks with my mouth and
he got a confused look of both fear and pride.

"What's a fucking 'bro-job'?" Jeff asked.

"C'mon; you have to have heard of 'em. When straight guys blow each other
just to take the edge off or because their wives won't do it anymore." Will
said casually.

"That is definitely NOT a real thing." Jeff said.

"You'd be surprised." I said. Jeff scowled. "Seriously. Lots of married
straight guys get sucked off on the side.  You really expect to go the rest
of your life without one?" I added.

"It's not like you're getting divorced over no more head." Will said. "Let
him finish.  I know you fucking want a mouth on it."

"I'm not-"

Will interrupted. "Obviously you're not, Jeff. I'm not sure I know anyone
straighter than you." He added intentionally reassuringly. "But don't you
want one? Seriously, Matt's an expert at it."

"Aww. Thanks, Will." I said and sucked his head into my mouth again. He
moaned.

"Seriously. Lie back down. Let him go to work. You fingered a fucking
hooker's twat and came all over her ass last night. You made her cum. What
do you think Jenn would be more pissed about?" Will said.  Sometimes he is
a genius. I watched the wheels turning in Jeff's head and I sucked on Will
a little more just to taunt Jeff with what he could have. I figured out
that he wasn't going to actually verbalize the ask. I just moved to the
edge of the bed and sat with my elbows on my knees. I held out my hand at
his junk with my face at his groin level. I wagged my fingers as if
beckoning him closer. I could hear Will start to jack off behind me. Then
Jeff came closer.

I put my hands on his hip bones and pulled him into my face. I licked down
his shaft. Jeff shivered when my tongue reached his cock head. I took the
whole head in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it.  He moaned loudly.

"Oh my god." He whispered. "Yes." He moaned again and so cupped his hairy
balls and tugged him closer, swallowing half of his shaft. He groaned
again. "Oh, my god. I forgot how good this feels."

I pulled off for a second to catch my breath. "Fuck, you're big." I
said. It was true but I was intentionally trying to butter him up to make
him more comfortable. I swallowed him again and sucked hard as I inched
toward his gnarly man bush. I felt his knees buckled a little. He was
breathing heavily already.  "You should sit." I said and then slurped up
his cock head again.

Jeff moved around and took my spot on the edge of the bed and I dropped to
my knees and went back to work. He put his hands on my head and gently
followed it as I bobbed up and down.

After a couple of minutes, Will patted the pillows next to him. "C'mon up
here. Relax. I got something for you to watch while Matt works." Jeff
turned his head. I pulled off and Jeff slid back so he was lying next to
Will. "Check this out." He added, passing Jeff his phone. "She looks like
Candy."

I laid down on my stomach between his legs and picked his stiff boner up
off his furry belly and sucked it into my mouth again. Jeff took the phone
and started watching the porn scene on the tiny screen above my head. I
felt his cock surge and expand in my mouth and knew whatever he was
watching was turning him on. "I can tell that's making you harder." I said,
trying to let him know his sexuality was not in contention.

"She's fuckin' hot." Jeff said as his breathing got more ragged again. Will
was casually jacking off next to him, trying to glance at the screen. His
head was leaning against his brother's shoulder.

"Oh, fuck." They both said at the same time, making me wonder what was
going on in the scene. She was moaning. Some dude was grunting. Jeff and
Will were moaning. Jeff was subtly thrusting into my mouth. I could taste
his precum leaking. I love that so much. I was hard as a rock. I started to
grind my cock into the mattress as I sucked him. I spread my legs a little
and felt the cool air on my sweaty balls. I glanced up and watched Will
jack off with his eyes glued to his brother's shaft pumping in and out of
my mouth.

"You gonna cum with he shoots in her?" Will growled at Jeff as they watched
the action on the screen. I couldn't see what was happening, but their
moans were growing more intense. Jeff started thrusting harder into my
face, lifting his pelvis off the bed. Will spread his legs, putting his
right leg over Jeff's left thigh. Jeff spread his legs further apart to
keep Will's knee from hitting me in the face. His balls drooped down onto
his hairy ass cheeks, and I reached up to hold them again. Jeff let out a
long groan. "Oh, yeah. Play with my balls."

"I love that too." Will said.

"Jenn never plays with my balls." Jeff said.

"Women don't give a shit about our balls." Will said. "Michelle never
played with mine either."

"Fuck, Michelle was so hot." Jeff said. Will looked surprised like they'd
never discussed each other's wives in a sexual before.

"Matt fucked her too, know you." Will said. Jeff turned his head and stared
at Will and then he looked down at me. I pulled off and smiled and went
back down on him.

"You wanted to fuck her too, didn't you?" Will said into Jeff's ear.

"Oh, Fuck! Oh, Fuck!" Jeff said. I felt his cock get even harder. His fat
cock head plumped up even more. I knew it was cumming. I closed my eyes and
braced for it to happen. "Oooohhh, FFfuuuuuuccckk!!" He moaned and his cock
twitched and blasted into my mouth.

Fuck, he cums a lot. I didn't see him shoot last night. Jizz hit the back
of my throat and flooded my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could. I really
wanted to take it all. I wanted to give him what his wife didn't. Some cum
slipped out around the edges. I quickly plunged down on his shaft again to
slurp it back up. My nose was in those big, dense pubes. He was sweaty and
musky. I noticed he had dried cum stuck in his bush from last night.

Jeff finally laid his head back down on his pillows and looked up at the
ceiling. I pulled off, not wanting him to freak out even more than I'd
expected him to after coming down from his orgasm and feeling the
inevitable shame of yet another inappropriate sexual encounter in eight
hours.

Will pulled his leg back and I moved over to lie between his legs
instead. I wanted to start sucking his cock now too, but knew that would be
too much for Jeff. I slid up next to Will and wrapped my leg around his and
put my head in the crook of Will's shoulder and played with his nipples
with my left hand. Will was sweaty too. The center of his chest between his
pecs glistened and I felt the damp moisture from his arm pit against my
neck.

"That was amazing." Jeff said. I was surprised he verbalized it but I
underestimated the impact of getting quality head after not getting it for
so long. "I'd forgotten how good it was." He paused again. "Actually it was
never that good."

"Wow. Thanks." I said.

"Will wasn't fucking kidding that guys do it better because they know how
it feels." Jeff said.

"Girls probably eat pussy better too." I said.

"You picturing Laurie and Rachel when you say that?" Will said, teasing me
but also putting the image in Jeff's head. Jeff sighed.

"I'm gonna suck off your brother now if that offends you." I said. Will
laughed.

Well, I guess that's my cue to leave." Jeff said. "Where are my fucking
clothes?" He stood up. I gotta take piss. We both watched him walk naked
across the room. There was a short strand of leftover jizz hanging from his
plump dick. it made me want Will even more urgently. I was on a roll.

"You have cum breath." Will said.

"You complaining or is the smell of your brother's jizz turning you on?" I
said and looked down at his erection hovering just above his navel and knew
the answer.

"Shut the fuck up." Will said smirking. "Get between my legs. I'm so
fucking horny."

"We gotta wait 'til Jeff leaves." I said, listening to his forceful piss
stream in the other room. I slid my hand down to his stiff cock and started
to jack him off. His boner felt like it was on fire. I did my best with my
left hand. Will put his hands behind his head and I turned my face to get
my nose in his arm pit.

"What the fuck." Jeff said scowling when he came into the room.

"What? I'm waiting for you to leave before I blow him." I said.

"Yeah. get the fuck out!" Will teased. "I'm horny as fuck and it's my turn
now, Big Brother."

"Oh, just go ahead. I don't want to deprive you." Jeff said and he found
his ratty Hane's boxer briefs and pulled them on. He found his shirt next
and then turned to look at us.

"I am happy for you." Jeff said. "You seem really good, Little Bro. I've
actually never seen you like this.  You've always been so stressed or
something. You're good for him Matt." He pulled on his pants and slipped
into his shoes. He shoved his socks into his pocket.

"Thank you." Both Will and I said at the same time.

"You two have fun." Jeff said. "See you at breakfast?"

"I already had breakfast." I said, which was unnecessary and one reference
over the line, probably, but I can't help myself sometimes. "I need seconds
of the sausage." I added holding Will's stiff rod straight up at the
ceiling and making it worse. Jeff scrunched up his face and just shook his
head and walked out, letting the heavy hotel door slam shut behind him.

"So was that hot for you?" Will asked as I got between his legs and took
his cock in my mouth.

"You really want me to talk right now?" I asked pulling off and then went
back down on him.

"Seriously, I'm curious." Will said. We like to tell each other about what
was hot about doing someone else. It makes us both horny, but this seemed
different.

I pulled up again and continued to stroke him. "It was hot. Of course, it
was. Blowing your brother while you watched? I could tell you were getting
off on it. And it was fun to give him that experience when I knew it had
been so long and he wanted it so bad. And I knew I was better at it than
Jenn, probably. But it was also kinda weird having him like it so much but
also be pretending I wasn't there." Will just nodded.

"You liked his dick?" Will asked. Will had never been jealous of another
guy's dick before. There was obviously some weird brotherly competitive
insecurity thing going on.

"Not nearly as much as yours, if that's what you're asking." I said. He
looked at me as though unconvinced. "Seriously. It's a little too big for
me, it curves to one side, and all that fucking hair on his balls." I added
laughing. Will smiled finally.

"He's got big balls though." Will said.

"You've got big balls too." I said. "I love your balls." I kissed them and
sucked them into my mouth one at a time. They were perfect: not too tight,
not too loose. Shaved clean and smooth. They were a pretty pair. "What I
like most about them is that they're connected to you. They're your balls."
I paused and licked his shaft. "Plus, his are all tight up against his body
when he's horny like mine."

"I know. That's why I thought you'd like 'em." Will said. He'd obviously
spent a fair amount of time staring at his brother's ball sack growing up.

"That why YOU like them." I said. "You like your big brother's balls!!" I
teased and took his head back between my lips and lapped up the precum he
was leaking. Will blushed and moaned. I working on his cock for about five
minutes. He was lasting longer than I expected after everything he'd just
watched. I felt him getting harder and knew he was finally getting
closer. "His cum does taste like yours though."

"Oh, fuck!!" Will grunted and finally shot into my mouth. It was like deja
vu. He flooded my mouth and I took his whole load as well. I pondered how
much cum was in my empty stomach. A good protein- packed breakfast.

"Fuck. Thanks, Matty. That was hot." Will said coming down from his high.

"It was." I said.

"You want one too?" Will asked.

"Thanks, but I think I'm just gonna stay a little horned up for a
while. Makes things more fun."

"More frustrating is more like it." Will said, although I knew he knew what
I meant. We'd saved up for days before arriving just to make things more
fun.

"I gotta shower now anyway. I gotta go meet Seth. His plane lands any
minute. I told him I'd meet him downstairs. We're gonna go have brunch
while you and Jeff go to that sports betting place. Where's it at again?"

"New York, New York." He said.

"Damn. That's a long walk." I said.

"Really? You can see it from here." Will said, scratching his bush.

"I know, but everything is further than you think here."

--

Part 2: Seth

"Hey Buddy!" I said to Seth, coming up to him from behind in the check-in
line in the expansive, marble- clad lobby that looked more like the Sistine
Chapel than a hotel.

"Matt!!" Seth said, turning to hug me. He held me tightly for a few seconds
before releasing his embrace. He smelled good - like soap and expensive
cologne. We are about the same height but very different physically. His
heritage is half Chinese and half British but mostly grew up in the states
in D.C.  His parents met in Hong Kong. He looks like the
comedian/correspondent, Ronny Chieng from the Daily Show. My hair is nearly
as black as his but that's where the resemblance ends. His hair is the
stereotypically thick and straight and his body was thin in college. He's a
little more solid now but still fit and hairless except for his pits and
pubes. He used to call me Cornelius after the character on Planet of the
Apes after the first time we went to the showers at the same time in our
dorm.

"So good to see you!" We both said at the same time and then laughed. We
hadn't seen each other in person since Eric's high school graduation over a
year ago and before that was at a college reunion right after Will and I
got together so he'd only met Will once. It was hard to believe Eric was
the same age we were when we met.

"How was your flight?" I asked.

"Bumpy." Seth said. "It's always bumpy flying into the desert." He
paused. There were still several people in line ahead of him. "How was last
night? I'm bummed I missed it!"

"Uh...it was pretty crazy. The boys are doing a surprisingly good job so
far."

"What'd you do? Strippers?" Seth asked, raising his eyebrow and smirking.

"Oh, yeah. Strippers and Go Go Dancers. We went to a couple of places. Had
a great steak dinner at Delmonico's too. Not sure how they're gonna top
that tonight."

"Yeah, I'm sorry I missed that too." He said. "So...do I need to ask what
variety of strippers?" I wondered why everyone was so fixated on the gender
of our entertainment, but I guess I'd have asked the same question.

"There was something for everyone." I said.

"Really?" He said. "I suppose you're catering to everyone's taste. I wasn't
sure what to expect."

"Like I said, the boys are in charge and so far, they've knocked it out of
the park." I said. "How's Hanna?  How are the girls?" I added, asking about
his wife and twin twelve-year-olds, trying to change the subject before I
needed to expound on last night's nudity.

"The girls are awesome." He said. "They're still at an age when they think
I'm cool and know everything."

"That will come to an end soon enough. Enjoy it while you can."

"Exactly! Eric never really rebelled though, did he?" Seth asked.

"Not too bad. He had a girlfriend in high school, so she kept him out of
too much trouble."

"I'm glad I don't have to give the girls the sex talk. Hanna's in charge of
all that. I just get to be the guy who scowls at any boys that come
sniffing around." He said. "How did it go with Eric?"

"A little later than I should have. Found his porn history on his laptop
first so I think he pretty much knew the mechanics. He'd been spending a
lot of time in the shower if you know what I mean. I just had to keep his
condoms stocked and scare him into not knocking anybody up and not catching
anything nasty."

"Boys are so much easier." Seth said. "My dad just bought me a penthouse
and a box of tissues and told me I'd figure it out."

"Yeah, thank your dad again for me. All those DVD's he bought you saved us
a lot of money in college." I said, laughing and remembering how Seth had
moved a banker's boxes of DVDs into our dorm room when we were roommates -
and half of them were porn.

"Will do." Seth said and then it was his turn to step up to the counter to
check in.

"So how's Hanna?" I asked, mostly just being polite. Seth and I have an
ongoing text thread but don't actually speak on the phone that often and so
we don't often cover anything very deep. He's only made a few comments
about his wife, and they've mostly been complaints.

"She's the same." He said. I was about to ask whether that was good or not
and he added, "a frigid bitch."

Damn, I thought. That's kinda harsh. I'd have never referred to my ex,
Laurie that harshly even in the height of our divorce. Seth and Hanna got
married right after college though. She was sort of bitch in college too
though, so I guess I wasn't that surprised. I never understood the
attraction.

"Is that bad or just normal?" I asked.

"Exactly." He said. I grabbed the extended handle on his carry on and he
slung his backpack over his shoulder and we headed to the elevator.

"When was the last time you gambled." I asked, hearing the ringing of the
slots as we got we closer to the casino floor.

"You mean since my wedding day?" He said, trying to make a joke but just
sounding douchey. I furrowed my brow at him. "Sorry. I'll stop. We
just...nevermind. I gambled here about a year ago at that tech show. Lost
my ass."

"That definitely means you're gonna get lucky this time." I said and
smiled.

"So I gotta say...before things get all crowded with the other guys around
tonight...I think what you're doing is...really brave." Seth said.

"Brave?"

"Yeah. Like, it took balls. It took some fucking balls to just call it
quits with Laurie and come out and be your true self." He said. "I mean I
know we've talked about this before when you and Will first
started...getting together. But I feel like I was trying to just make sure
you knew it was ok so I didn't really ever say what I meant. And now that
you're actually getting married. I just think you're brave." I wasn't sure
how to feel about that. I guess he was being supportive, but that's not
really what happened.

"Thanks...I guess. That's not exactly how things went down though." I
said. "You know I didn't meet Will until months after the divorce was
final. And I wasn't looking for that." I added. That felt true, but maybe I
was looking - or at least was open to it.

"Laurie didn't catch you two together?" Seth said.

"Fuck, no!" I said, annoyed. "I told you all this a long time ago. Who told
you that?"

"Gabe." Seth said, referring to one of our old frat brothers. The rumor
mill had apparently been spinning over that last couple of years since our
most recent reunion. Maybe the story of how Will's wife, Michelle, had
caught us had gotten back to someone we knew, and it got twisted like
playing telephone.

"Gabe's a prick." I said. "Always was a gossip - just like an old lady."

"Well, that true. Never could keep his mouth shut." Seth said. "Did you
catch Laurie with that girl?" He asked instead. His eyes got wide as if
picturing it. We clearly needed to have more serious conversations. This
was all old news. I gave him an irritated look like that was crazy. "Gabe
said that too.  I guess he's full of shit."

"Always has been. Fucker. No, Laurie and I...We just...I don't know, fell
out of sync. I told you all this back when we split up. I guess in
retrospect, we were both looking for something else - but I'm not sure
either of us knew what, at the time."

"But you liked...you know." He said. I just gave him a confused look. "You
know...dick." He added under his breath even though the elevator was
otherwise empty. It had delivered us to our floor and I followed him into
the room he would be sharing with Will's buddy, Tommy, from work. They
didn't know each other at all. It seemed awkward. I was surprised they
didn't get their own rooms. Thankfully Tommy wasn't here yet. "Wanna beer?"
He asked but didn't wait for an answer and just tossed me one from the mini
bar fridge without looking at the price. He tossed me the opener. I popped
the cap off and it started to foam all over and I quickly put the bottle
neck into my mouth and sucked the frothy head off the top and took a long
swig. It was before noon. You can't drink all day unless you start in the
morning.  "I see you've gotten better at sucking the head off."

For fuck's sake - was he going to be like this for the next thirty-six
hours? "Dude, you gotta stop with the jokes."

"Sorry." Seth said, cracking his own beer open and chugging half of it
down.

"So...you seem ready to party." I said.

"I'm normally on a short leash, Buddy. I gotta make the most of this." He
said. We sat on the beds across from each other. "Can I ask you something?"

Ugh. Here it comes. Something we were both going to regret him asking. "Did
you know back when we were roommates?" There it is. I'd been expecting this
conversation. I thought it would have happened a long time ago. I guess I
would have asked the same thing though. I decided to just roll with his
inquiry.

"The short answer is, no." I said.

"And the longer answer?"

"The longer answer is that I think I was always curious. I just didn't know
what being curious meant."

"But, like, we were naked all the time together. Like, everywhere: the
room, the showers, all the time.  We watched porn together and you know..."
he trailed off but made the hand gesture for jerking off. We had definitely
jerked off together, watching porn. And I had definitely watched him do it
- maybe just as much as I watched the porn. I knew how much his balls
bounced when he stroked. I could tell when his breathing got to that point
where I knew he was past the point of no return and I watched him blast his
nut up onto his chest. He always watched himself cum. He couldn't tear his
eyes away from his own prick so I knew I didn't have to worry that he'd
catch me. I could tell when he'd calmed down enough that he was about to
look at me and I could time the diverting of my eyes back to the porn or to
my own stiff cock. And I didn't think that meant anything at the time. I
thought I was just curious. Who isn't curious about how another guy gets
his nut? We never touched each other. Never even considered it. I never
thought about sucking his cock and certainly never thought about fucking,
even though I had admired his smooth, round ass. It all seemed mostly
normal and fine - just buddies hanging out.

"Did it turn you on?" He asked.

"It did. Of course, it did." I answered honestly. I wanted to ask if it
turned him on too. He always seemed to like it - doing it together. It was
his idea - at least half the time, I think. I didn't want to hear him deny
it, though.

"Did...I...turn you on?" He asked.

"What the fuck are you asking me?" I said. I took another long swig from my
beer. "You think I had the hots for you or something back then?" I looked
at him. He shrugged. "I didn't."

"So I didn't turn you on?" He asked. For fuck's sake. This needed to
stop. But I was being honest.

"It wasn't like I had a crush on you or anything. It wasn't like that." I
said and paused. "It wasn't like I was sitting around thinking, 'Seth's so
hot; I wonder if I could suck his cock?'" He just looked at me. "But
sure. Seeing you naked and hard and jerking off. It was hot. I'm not gonna
lie and say it wasn't. I just didn't know what it meant. It seemed like it
was...you know...sexy. We were both horny and both stroking. It was more
fun doing it together. Who wouldn't think that was hot?" I guess there were
lots of straight guys who wouldn't think that was hot - but there were also
lots of straight guys who've jerked off together and liked it. I just
thought we were in the latter group - and the former group always seemed a
little suspect. They protested too much.

I regretted saying it. I was afraid I had just opened the door to him being
able to just say, 'me."

If that's how he felt - if he came here to humiliate me like this, why did
he come? Just what I needed: more fucking judgement - first, Logan, now my
best friend from college.

"Me." Seth said. And there it is.

"What the fuck?!"

"No. I mean: Me too....I was. I was too." He said.

Huh?

"What? You were too, what?" I had lost track of what that meant. My mind
was racing.

"I was turned on too." Seth said. He was looking straight into my eyes.

What? Shit. I over-reacted. He was being supportive again.

"Shit. Sorry." I said. I paused. "See what I mean though. Anybody would be
horny in that situation. It's just a sexually-charged atmosphere."

"I don't know." He said. Now I was really confused.

"Don't know what? I thought you just agreed with me."

"I did. I mean, I do. I mean, I was." Seth said. He took another swig and
finished off his beer. It was like the old days. "I mean...I was turned
on. By you. Back then." He was silent just looking me in the eyes
again. "Now."

"Now? What?" I said.

"Don't make me say it again."

I really needed him to. I tried to replay that broken, confused bit of
conversation back in my head. Did he just say he was turned on by me
TOO...that he currently IS turned by me?

What the actual fuck is going on??

"I need another beer." Seth said.

"Dude, it's gonna be a long day." I said. "You might wanna pace
yourself. Now just slow down. What are you trying to say?"

He cracked open another bottle of Heineken. I could almost smell the
skunkiness from my spot on the bed. He sat back down and looked at me.

"I'm saying...I think I'm curious." He said. I was finally allowing myself
to get it - to believe what he was trying to tell me.

"Curious about...being with a guy?" I said. This was crazy. After all these
years. We just saw him a year ago at the boy's graduation. Why didn't he
mention it then?

"Maybe."

"Maybe?"

"Well, definitely. Definitely curious." Seth said. "I am. I want to. Really
badly actually."

"Wow." I said and went for the mini bar and grabbed an airplane bottle of
Jack Daniel's. So much for pacing ourselves.  I unscrewed the tiny cap and
poured it into a glass. I went to the bathroom sink to add a splash of
water. I wished there was ice. I took a sip. "So you think you like guys?
Like, you want to be with a man...sexually?" I said, wanting to be clear. I
paused. Seth didn't say anything. He looked scared.  He'd been pretty brave
after telling me I was the brave one. "Have you ever done anything with a
guy?  Like, have you tried it?"

"Um." He started. "I've been thinking about it a lot. Like when I...you
know." He made the jerk off gesture again. "I let some guy at a video
store...you know, a sex shop place...give me a blow job." He said. His hand
was shaking as he took another swig. "It was in one of those booths." I
could picture it.

"Like, recently?"

"Couple months ago."

"And what'd ya think?" I asked.

"Oh, Man....he was soooo good at it. Fucking hell." He said. I couldn't
help myself. I smirked. He saw me and blushed and furrowed his brow. I felt
kinda bad.

"Guys are so much better at it. Right?" I said, smiling wryly. I remembered
being on the opposite end of this conversation when I had first had that
realization.

"Oh. My. God! Right?!" He said. "Fucking hell. It was unbelievable. Like
nothing I'd ever had before. He was-"

"So much better than a woman."

"Sooo much better. Fucking hell." He said. He spoke with an American
accent. He'd lived in the U.S.  since junior high, but still had some
remnants of his parent's British slang.

"So, better than Hanna?" I said, knowing the answer, obviously.

"Oh, Fuck me. Don't get me fucking started. Hanna has no fucking sense of
cock. She was so beautiful when we first got together, I just didn't care,
I guess. But it's been years. Like, literally. Not even on my birthday."
What is it with all the married guys not getting any head. I thought it was
just Will and me. I guess the stereotype is real.

"How long did you last?" I asked, wanting to direct him back to the cock
sucking dude in the video store.

"Oh, Fuck, Man, like five minutes. Maybe not even." He said. "He was on his
knees. His pants were pulled down to his thighs and he was jacking off -
like he was turned on too - like he was so turned on by sucking my cock
that he just had to stroke while he sucked me."

Well, that IS how it works, I thought. We wouldn't do it if it didn't turn
us on. It's not just a service. "Did he swallow?" I asked.

"Every drop." Seth said. "Hanna never fucking swallowed. Always ran to the
bathroom sink to spit it out."

"Then what?" I asked. I wondered if he had reciprocated and just didn't
want to admit that initially or if he had gone back for more.

"Then nothing. When I got home I was freaked out. I couldn't believe I'd
let that happen. But that wore off and I couldn't stop thinking about it -
so seedy and hot. I was like, hard half the whole next day thinking about
it. I had to jerk off at work. I jerk off thinking about it all the time. I
can't stop thinking about it. That got me thinking about all the times we'd
jerked off watching porn. I used to watch you cum. It was always hot." He
paused. He was looking at the floor but he brought his head up and caught
my eyes.

"So now what?" I asked. "Did you want to do it too? Or do you just want
another quality blow job from an expert on cock?" I needed to know how into
this he really was.

He blushed. "I definitely want to try it." He paused. "It's like, all I
think about...when I'm...you know..." he made the gesture for jacking off
again. I wondered why now he was suddenly too shy to use his words.

"Why now?" I asked. I knew the answer was, 'because we're in Vegas' but
wanted to know if there was more to it: if I was part of his plan.

"I don't know. I'm finally away from home...and in fucking Vegas of all
places. So...I..." He trailed off.

"You want something to happen tonight? With a guy?" I asked.

He just nodded.

"With who?" I asked.

"Well, in a perfect world, with you."

"What do you mean with me?" I asked. "I'm getting married for fuck's sake!"
I added, but I'd instantly gotten hard in my pants thinking about it. I was
glad I was sitting down. "Why me?" I paused. I wasn't really thinking
clearly. I was picturing him naked in college. His smooth, toned body was
hot. I hadn't really seen him naked in years but the image of his small
nipples on his hairless chest contrasting his dark boner lying against his
thick, wild mass of straight, long black pubes was burned into my brain
from years ago. His pubes were nearly as long as his flaccid dick back in
the days before virile college boys trimmed their symbol of masculine
manhood. I felt precum drip into my briefs.

"Wait. I'm sorry. That's not what I meant. I know it can't be with you. I
just wish it could be. I just want it to be with someone that I trust."
Seth added. His eyes were filled with a strange mixture of lust and
vulnerability.

"Is that the only reason?" I asked, suspecting that either he had feelings
for me or I was just conveniently his only buddy who was also a big fan of
cock. Neither was good.

"It helps that you're hot." Seth added. "Hot as fuck, actually. I don't
know how you've managed to get hotter with age."

It was shocking to hear those words come out of his mouth. It was like
someone else was saying them.  Where was my buddy? But flattery was
working. My cock was throbbing and my head was spinning.

Will didn't have an issue with some hot oral sex on the side, or bringing
home a handsome third every once in a while - and this weekend especially,
we knew was going to involve some extra bodies and friends. But Seth didn't
know any of that. At first, I'd thought it was a little like a twisted
version of My Best Friend's Wedding and Seth was Julia Roberts. When he
first said it, I thought he had feelings for me - but now it just seems
like I'm a safe way for him to experiment. But he thinks I'm hot:
apparently he always has.

"Maybe there's someone else here? You have friends coming who
are...also..." Seth said, unable to actually asked the question. I saved
him the trouble.

"There are definitely other single guys who prefer dick to pussy if that's
what you're asking."

"Will's friend?" Seth asked. Suddenly I understood why he'd agreed to share
a room with Will's work buddy, Tommy. He thought that's maybe why they were
friends and thought they might hit it off and have a hot one-nighter and no
one would ever be the wiser.

"Tommy's straight." I said. "Sorry to disappoint."

"You sure?" Seth asked. I almost laughed. It was a fair question. You never
know.

"Will got nowhere trying to find out." I said. "He flirted
shamelessly. Tommy didn't even notice...fortunately, or things would have
been awkward."

"Ah. Well, if he didn't go for Will, then that answers that." Seth said. I
smirked. My buddy appeared to have noticed that my boyfriend is movie star
hot. He had definitely been thinking about this for a while.  "So they've
been friends since before you two got together? I thought you said you were
each other's first."

"No, he was-" I said and stopped, realizing I'd just tipped my hand that
Will was flirting with another guy while we were together. Fuck. I thought
about how to handle this. We'd been friends forever. I decided to just put
it out there. "Ok. So, here's the deal. Will and I have sort of
an...arrangement." I paused and watched Seth's face. He didn't seem fazed
so far - or didn't understand yet. "Because we sort of came to
this...realization later in life we wanted to get to explore...you
know...other guys. We missed out on getting to...you know...play the
field...with guys - the way we did in college with women."

"Ok..." Seth said, sounding unsure.

"And we didn't really start being in a relationship until after we'd...you
know...messed around with other guys..."

"Together?"

"Yeah. And separately." I added.

"But then you decided to be like, boyfriends or whatever."

"Exactly." I said. "But we weren't quite ready to be done with getting to
try out other guys yet." It was like a light bulb went off in his head and
he understood. He smiled. He licked his lips instinctively as if he
understood I was suddenly on the menu.

"So are you saying it actually could be with you?" Seth asked,
tentatively. I shrugged and nodded.

"Me...or him...or us." I said.

"No shit!??!"

"No shit." I said. "You can just sit with that. No pressure. Just wanted
you to know what's up. There will be other guys here too that might be
interested. Not Tommy though."

"No shit." Seth whispered to himself and took another swig of his beer. He
sat looking at the floor and then raised his eyes to look at me. "When?" He
causally reached down to adjust his crotch. I assume he had hoped I didn't
notice or maybe he didn't even notice himself. I wanted to know if he was
hard.

"Um. Any time, I guess." I said. I started to get hard thinking about
it. It seemed like we both wanted something to happen now. "I mean we have
to meet the guys for lunch and-"

"When?" Seth interrupted, impatiently.

"Not sure. I haven't talked to the boys yet. We were all up late. They
sleep in. Will's with his brother Jeff for a while so-"

"What about now?" Seth interrupted again. He stood up. He had an obvious
boner tenting his shorts. It stuck straight out. I could see the outline of
of his cock as it strained against the fabric. I suddenly wanted to taste
his pretty, dark, uncut cock. He'd obviously been holding off on giving
into this newly discovered - or long harbored - desire until he got
here. He was ready.

--

Part 3: The Boy's Room

"Is that your fucking boner, Bro?" Eric said when he woke up on his left
side, facing away from Aaron who had apparently moved in to spoon against
Eric's backside during the night. He felt Aaron wake and stretch, which
only pushed his stiff porn dong harder against his hairy ass crack.

"AAArrrrrgggghh!" Aaron groaned groggily as he slowly came to. He rolled
onto his back and reached down under the sheet to scratch his balls and his
trimmed bush before casually wrapping his fist around his erection to give
it a tight squeeze. "How long you been awake?"

"Like, two minutes. Your dick was practically pushing me off the edge of
the bed." Eric said.

"Don't lie, Bro. You loved it." Jake said, rolling over on his back on the
opposite bed and raising his arms up over his head to stretch. He scratched
his pits and laid one arm over his eyes to shield them from the desert sun
that was already streaming in from the large glass windows down in the
living room. His morning boner was tenting the sheet. He brought his chin
to his chest and glanced down at it as he clenched his groin muscles and
made it twitch and jump under the sheet as if he were making it do its
morning calisthenics.

"Fuck Off." Eric said, laughing. "Nice boner by the way."

"Don't lie, Bro. You love it!" Jake repeated himself and all three of them
laughed.

"I gotta take a leak." Eric said and he got out of bed and walked to the
bathroom.

"Nice boner by the way." Jake said watching Eric's stiff morning wood
bounce out in front of him as he walked away naked.

"Don't lie, Bro. You love it!" Eric yelled from the bathroom just before
they heard him flip the toilet seat up against the tank.

"I'm horny again." Jake whispered to Aaron on the other bed.

Aaron considered making a snide comment about how Jake was always horny,
but he couldn't really argue. Last night's little circle jerk was still on
his mind when he woke up and despite his pretending to be asleep, he had
actually been awake for at least fifteen minutes enjoying the fact that
he'd managed to lodge his hard cock against Eric's furry ass. He was lucky
he didn't leak a lot of precum so he was safe to just bask in the horniness
of feeling the tiny black hairs on Eric's firm, round globes tickle the
underside of his shaft. He'd been dreaming about - or more accurately,
fantasizing about - rimming Eric's meaty, hairy hole since he first laid
eyes on it in the locker room freshman year of high school. He had many
favorite models in his after school spank bank - mostly the entire
wrestling team - but none looked more like a grown-ass man at that age then
Eric.

Aaron valued his friendship with Eric far more though and had always been
careful to keep his horny attraction in check. Finding out Eric could suck
his dick was almost too much for him though. He'd been obsessed with seeing
the act in real life and now that he finally had, he couldn't help
himself. He buried his face in Eric's dark, furry hole last night and
tongued it until he made his buddy cum. The sight of his long jets of jizz
blasting his face below was too much. It was all he could do not to plunge
his cock down deep into Eric's slippery, wet hole. He was dizzy with
horniness once he stood up and jacked his fat porn dong until he'd
unloaded, spraying his creamy seed all over Eric and the carpet and coffee
table.

His cock throbbed as he thought about last night while Eric was away in the
bathroom, waiting for his erection to subside enough to piss. He looked
over at Jake who had kicked his covers off and was openly stroking and
playing with his balls. He missed Jake's banana cock. He also missed how
openly Jake masturbated anywhere he felt like it. Jake had always been the
instigator back in the locker room. Aaron was grateful to have gotten to be
involved in all of those casual post-match shower sessions without ever
having to be the one to suggest it. He didn't miss Jake's incessant need to
always be in control though. They were too much alike that way. They both
liked to run the show in the bedroom.

That made him think of Brandon which made him feel both warm and fuzzy
inside as well as even stiffer and hornier. Brandon was perfect. He was
masculine and confident but so chill and easy going. He was happy to do
whatever Aaron wanted between the sheets. And his body. Aaron had never
been so turned on by anyone. Brandon was a physical god. And his cock: it
was still an effort to take that beer can prick in his hole, but he loved
sucking on his short, fat cock. He never gagged. He loved the feeling of
his spongy mushroom head filling the back of this throat.

"What's got you going this morning?" Jake said glancing over as he
stroked. "You miss this big bone?" He added looking down at his cock. He
swiped his thumb across his head and brought the precum to his lips. "Or
were you thinking about last night? Watching Eric blow himself is a sight
you don't forget."

"I was actually thinking about Brandon's fatty." Aaron said. Jake furrowed
his brow and went back to stroking. They finally heard Eric's loud piss
stream.

"D'ya have to beat off in there to get rid of your morning wood?" Jake
yelled.

"What's it to you?" Eric yelled back from the bathroom.

"You're missing out on the festivities out here." Jake said. "We're just
doing what every red-blooded man in America is doing when they wake up."
They heard the toilet flush and Eric walked out and rolled his eyes when he
saw them both stroking. His dick was still half hard and bouncing even more
as he walked. "You gonna join us? You're horny, right?"

"Like you said: it's morning." Eric smirked and grabbed his dick.

"It's what Lana would want." Aaron said. Eric looked confused. "She'd want
you to empty those balls so you don't get yourself into some sort of
temptation situation today." Eric rolled his eyes again but then smiled and
shrugged as if to say, 'you're not wrong.'

"Ok. What the hell. It's either watch you two fuckers rub one out or go
work out and I'm too hungover to go to the gym right now. After last night,
we're apparently back to being in the high school locker room anyway. Scoot
over." Eric said, waving his hand at Jake, directing him to make room on
his bed. Aaron furrowed his brow. "What?" Eric added. "There's only room
for you and your porn dick over there." He sat on Jake's bed and pushed two
pillows behind his back against the headboard. Jake was lying down so his
head was even with Eric's lap. Eric crossed his legs Indian style and
started to fondle his dick. "You really think all the guys are rubbing one
out too right now?"

"Well not our dads. They're probably locked in a sixty-nine right now."

"Dude!!" Eric said.

"What?" Jake said. "You know they do."

"That doesn't mean I wanna fuckin' picture it!" Eric said. "That's a boner
killer."

"Speak for yourself." Aaron said and they all laughed.

"I can't picture Jeff jerking off." Eric said.

"You think he and Dad jerked off when they were teenagers?" Jake asked,
stroking a little faster picturing it.

"I can't picture that." Eric said.

"I can." Aaron said and moaned a little as he stroked faster. Eric and Jake
laughed at him.

"Stop making me picture this shit." Eric said.

"It's YOUR pervy brain going there." Jake said. Eric ignored him.

"I need some porn." Eric said and reached for his phone on the night stand.

"You don't wanna just call Lana to get you off again?" Aaron said.

"Not with you two fuckers in the room." Eric said.

"Oh, C'mon, Bro." Jake said. "It'd be hot. You could put her on speaker."

"Fuck off." Eric said laughing. "She'd kill me if she knew you two were
listening."

"We'd be quiet. We promise." Aaron said.

"No way." Eric said.

"C'mon!!" Jake said. "It'd be way better than porn on your phone."

"It'd be way better than listening to you two moaning and groaning."

"Exactly." Jake said. "C'mon. It's Vegas. We're here to break some rules."
The idea of having his buddies listen to Lana talk dirty to him was turning
Eric on. He got off on showing off his relationship with Lana to Jake for
some reason.

"Ok, but you guys seriously cannot make a sound. Not a fucking peep." Eric
said. Aaron just nodded. Jake pursed his lips and dragged his fingers
across them making the zipper gesture. Eric hit Lana's name in his
contacts.

"Speaker." Jake mouthed to Eric. Eric nodded and tapped his screen again.

It started ringing and then Lana's voice came through the speaker. "So
sorry I missed you. Leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as
I'm free. Thanks! Bye!" Jake looked disappointed at Eric. Eric was both
disappointed and a little relieved.

BEEP.

"Hey, Babe. It's me. I just woke up and...was feeling a little...you
know...so I thought maybe you could help me out again like you did
yesterday. That was hot, Babe. I'll have to manage on my own. Have a good
day. Love you. Bye." Eric said into the phone and hit send.

"Bummer." Jake said.

"You're already saying. 'I love you'?" Aaron asked.

"We've been together for like, eight months." Eric said.

"No, I'm happy for you." Aaron said and smiled.

"He's pussy whipped." Jake said.

"You fuckin' wish you were pussy whipped." Eric said.

"No, he doesn't." Aaron said. He and Jake looked at each other and Jake
scowled. Eric thought he meant that he just doesn't want to be in a
relationship, but Aaron meant he knew he doesn't really want pussy.

"Pull up some porn." Jake said.

"Ok. Might be a challenge to find something that's gonna make us all
happy." Aaron said.

"Throw on some gang bang scene. That should have enough dicks in it to keep
you happy." Jake said and smirked at Eric as if to indicate that he and
Eric were in a separate club from Aaron. It pissed Aaron off.  Aaron knew
Jake could pretend he'd left it all behind as adolescent experimentation,
but their years of secretly fucking each other all through high school had
left experimentation in the dust. They'd essentially been boyfriends until
Aaron left a year earlier for college - or at least friends with benefits.
They'd hooked up constantly every time Aaron was home on break and last
summer after Eric and Jake graduated.

Aaron wondered when Jake was going to stop pretending. There was always a
little tension now between them. Aaron was a constant reminder of all that
they'd done back in high school, and he didn't like being reminded. Eric's
presence made it all better for Jake - made it all seem like the old days
when they all just hung out together and sometimes got off together too -
because that's what buddies do. He was grateful that Eric was horny enough
to play along this weekend. They hadn't hung out like this - like their old
horny days before cheerleaders came and stole Jake's buddies, Eric and Nick
and Josh away and ruined it for him.

"How's this?" Aaron said. He'd found a hot gang bang scene and had cast it
from his phone onto the TV that hung on the wall opposite their beds. The
scene was in a warehouse. It was grungy and seedy.  There was a line of
guys standing against a wall, all casually stroking their stiff pricks as
they waited their turn to fuck one very slutty girl who was bent over a
stack of boxes on a wooden pallet.

"This is perfect." Jake said.

"I'm sure it is." Aaron said rolling his eyes. He knew Jake liked the
lineup of cocks as much as he did. He also knew that this was not in Eric's
wheelhouse of porn scenarios. He wasn't all that secure in his relationship
with Lana. He knew he was punching above his weight - at least that's how
he thought of it.  In reality, Eric was very hot, very manly, very cute,
and was a star champion wrestler. He was just as big of a catch as his
girlfriend, but he also knew what guys said about her before they started
dating. Eric knew every guy on campus lusted after her - so this scenario
of a lineup of guys all wanting to bang the hot chick was hitting a little
too close to home for him. Eric was horny though and it was straight sex
that also showed a bunch of guys jacking off together, so it made him feel
better about their regression to his adolescent circle jerks.

"Damn. You see the fucking meat stick on that dude going next?" Jake said
noting the guy who was about to take over after the current fucker dumped
his load inside her. Aaron smirked. Eric's phone started buzzing.

"Fuck. Stop the video." Eric said. "It's Lana."

Aaron just muted the TV so the gang bang kept playing. Eric tapped his
screen to answer it. He held his finger to his lips, reiterating that they
needed to be silent. Both Aaron and Jake nodded as they continued to
stroke.

"Hey Babe." Eric said. The sound was loud enough to hear her, but just
barely.

"Hey Babe." Lana replied. "Sorry I missed you. I was in the shower."

"Does that mean you're naked and wet?" Eric said. Jake snickered and Eric
shot him an angry look. Jake was contrite and zippered his lips again with
the hand that wasn't stroking.

"Well, I'm all dried off, but you could make me wet again." She said. "Does
that mean I'm not too late?"  She paused. "You didn't...finish yourself off
yet?"

"Still working on it." Eric said smiling into the phone.

"Are you watching porn?" She asked.

"Maybe." Eric said. "It was all I had when you didn't answer."

"You know how I feel about that." She said. "You boys are all alike."

"I think I stand out from the crowd, Babe." Eric said. Aaron and Jake
looked at each other and both made expressions that indicated they were
impressed with his cockiness. Maybe he wasn't so whipped and insecure after
all.

"Speaker." Jake mouthed to Eric.

"I'm gonna put you on speaker, Babe. I wanna use both hands." Eric
said. Jake smiled and held up his hand to high five Eric who smacked his
palm and then scooted down on the bed and set the phone between his hairy
pecs.

"You gonna play with those big balls of your while you stroke Mr. Big?"

Jake had to hold his hand over his mouth to keep himself from laughing. He
motioned for Aaron to toss him the lube. Aaron got up and handed it to
Jake. The two of them were now on either side of Eric, slathering up their
cocks, making some audible smacking and squelching sounds. Jake held the
bottle over Eric's boner. Eric smiled and nodded, and Jake squeezed out a
line of clear goo along the underside of Eric's shaft. Without asking Jake
grabbed Eric's cock and started massaging the lube into his stiff rod.
Eric was initially shocked but then put his hands behind his head and let
Jake stroke him. Aaron reached down and Eric spread his legs, letting him
play with his big bull nuts.

"I can hear you stroking." Lana said. "It's so hot. You're making me wet. I
can feel it."

"Is your finger in your pussy, Babe?" Eric said.

"You want me to touch myself?" She asked.

"Fuck, yeah, Babe." He said. "You gotta get off with me. I'm not cum unless
you do."

"Oooohhhh." Lana said as her fingers enter her snatch. "I'm sooo wet,
Babe. Just thinking about how it feels when you shove Mr. Big inside me."
Jake and Aaron smirked and took a break from jacking off to high-five each
other.

"C'mon, Babe. Give me that wet pussy. Come climb on top of me and ride it."

Lana moaned loudly into the phone. Eric grunted as Aaron pushed up against
his taint under his balls.  Jake swirled Eric's precum around his cock
head, gently tapping on his piss slit and pulling up on the ridge. Eric
closed his eyes in pleasure.

"I'm gonna suck hard on those nipples, Babe. Pinch 'em for me." Lana moaned
again.

Jake let go of Eric's cock and reached down and pushed his own boner back
between his legs, closing them together so that only his pubes were still
visible. He was so hard that it forced his body to lean forward a little,
but he sat up on his knees. His trimmed bush looked like a pussy now. Eric
rolled his eyes and smirked and grabbed his own cock again to start stoking
it instead of Jake. Jake swung his head around as if tossing imaginary long
hair all over imitating Lana. Then he slid his middle finger down into his
bush and started gyrating as if he were Lana fingering her clit. He circled
his nipple with his fingertip and then pinched it and made faces as though
he were cumming. It was funny and sexy.

"Oh, fuck." Eric said.

"You like that?" Lana said. "I know you like it when I finger my clit while
I ride you." Jake and Aaron smiled at each other. They were learning so
much.

"Oh, fuck. I'm getting close, Babe." Eric said.

"Already?" Lana moaned.

"I've been at this a while." Eric said. "You didn't answer. And now I'm
picturing you in the shower."

"Oh, yeah, Babe. I wanted you in the shower with me. I wanted you to climb
in the tub behind me...reach around and soap up my breasts. I'm gonna bend
over and wash my legs and you can just take me from behind."

"Oh, Fuck yeah." Eric said. He was stroking faster. "You're so fucking
slippery. I love fucking you in the shower." Aaron and Jake looked at each
other again and smiled. Aaron moved over and got behind Jake as if they
were acting out Eric and Lana's little phone sex fantasy. Aaron got behind
Jake and felt up Jake's stiff rod that was lodged tightly behind his closed
legs. It looked like Aaron was fingering a pussy from behind, getting ready
to enter it, but he was rubbing Jake's cock up and down and gently tapping
his tight pucker. Jake closed his eyes.

"Oh yeah. Fuck me from behind." Lana said.

"I'm taking you doggie, Babe. I love watching my cock disappear inside
you." Eric said.

"Oh, yeah. Give me Mr. Big. Fuck me." Lana said. Then she just kept
moaning.

Aaron tapped his giant cock against Jake's ass making loud smacking noises.

"Oh, yeah. I can hear you jacking off, Babe." Lana said. "It's so hot. I'm
almost there."

"I wanna hear you cum, Babe." Eric said, his hand feverishly pounding his
cock. He had his eyes closed.  His phone slid off his chest and he had to
put it on his abs and went back to stroking.

OOoOooohhh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Lana squealed in a rhythm that could only indicate
her orgasm.

"Oh fuck yeah!" Eric grunted and began to shoot long ropes of semen
straight up into the air. Jake was overcome. He leaned forward and took
Eric's cock into his mouth and caught the remaining jets and slid Eric's
entire shaft deep down his throat. "Holy Fuck!!" Eric yelled. HE opened his
eyes. "Get off!" Jake immediately pulled off and sat back up, cum dribbling
down his chin.

"I did get off, Babe." Lana said, breathlessly. "Couldn't you tell?"

"Yeah. Sorry. I was cumming too." Eric said. He was also breathing
hard. "Just wanted to make sure." He added looking confused at Jake.

Aaron let out an audible, forceful exhale and launched his load up and over
Jake's back. His first shot landed right on the phone screen and then
Eric's arm. The rest shot up Jake's back and then dribbled down his
crack. Jake spread his legs releasing his boner and he grabbed it and
pounded it hard, launching his own load all over Eric.

"What the fuck!" Eric yelled.

"What is it Babe?" Lana said, now sounding more calm but concerned.

"Just still cumming a little bit." Eric said. "I can't believe that!" He
added looking at Aaron and Jake. "I just made a huge mess, Babe. I gotta
clean up. Can I call you back in a while?"

"Of course. Glad I could help you and Mr. Big out." She said coyly.

"Yeah. Thanks, Babe. That was...crazy. Bye." Eric said and hung up.

"Holy shit, Bro...that WAS crazy!" Jake said. "Way better than porn."

"What the fuck was all that?!" Eric said. He got up and went to the
bathroom to grab a hand towel to clean himself off with.

"What do you mean?" Jake said. "We didn't make a fucking sound. And it
wasn't easy. Holy shit. Mr.  Big??"

"It's a nice one but...really? Mr. Big?" Aaron reiterated. No one was big
compared to him. "Grab another towel while you're in there."

"She's just obsessed with Sex and the City." Eric said, laughing.

--

Part 4: Seth Was Ready

I had always secretly thought Seth was hot. I wouldn't have labeled it as
attraction at the time, but I watched him undress in our dorm room and was
sort of fascinated by his how his body was both muscular and masculine
while at the same time being so smooth, like he'd been carved from
stone. He had perfect pecs - firm and defined but not big and bulging. He
looked both soft and firm at the same time.

He didn't have a single hair around his nipples or his navel. He had no
happy trail at all - his abs were completely smooth until they reached the
perfectly straight line of his long, dense black pubes that draped around
the sides of his equally smooth penis like an old cowboy's mustache. His
pale, hairless sac hung down below and swung back and forth as he'd walk
naked through our room or at the campus gym locker room. I'd sneak looks at
his smooth round little bubble butt, admiring its perfect proportion and
indentations on each side. He didn't even have hair in his ass crack. Yes,
I happened to glance over once when he was bent over in the shower. I
wasn't trying to. I wanted my beefy, hairy ass to be more like his. I knew
girls didn't really like my furry butt cheeks.

We played on our dorm's intramural volleyball team, and I'd always admire
how that tight, little ass filled out his short gym shorts. I could always
see the white straps of his jock peeking out from under the backs of the
leg openings as he'd squat down in front of me to set up the ball for a
spike. He'd always have a perfectly straight line of sweat running down
between his shoulder blades that would pool at the small of his back,
making his waistband dark with dampness right at the top of his
crack. Maybe that's the impetus of my obsession with that spot on the male
anatomy.

As I remembered all of this, I realized I had paid much more attention than
I'd realized at the time. I'd thought about our mutual JO sessions watching
porn on the small 20-inch TV that sat on my dresser. I'd supplied the
electronics. He'd supplied the DVDs of porn.

We'd never jerked off together if there wasn't porn. We never just laid in
bed at night and rubbed one out. It was a line we both instinctively
decided not to cross. It's what kept it bro-y and acceptable. It wasn't
like I never got laid in college. We both had girls on and off, but our
mutual sessions were so easy and carefree. No drama. Just fraternal
bonding. Hot fraternal bonding. We weren't the only roommates who'd ever
jerked off in the same room. We'd heard stories, or cryptic references. We
didn't think anything of it. But I guess we did think about it - and kept
thinking about it.

So here he was, asking to consummate something between us that both of us
had probably wanted but didn't even dare consider at the time. I was rock
hard. The fact that I hadn't cum after blowing both Will and Jeff had left
me with an edge of horniness that was close to the surface and almost
approached anger. I felt my balls tingle.

My prick began to throb in my tight 2Xist briefs. It had filled out across
my thigh. I felt it pull uncomfortably at my pubic hair as it tried to
untangle itself. I desperately want to reach down and adjust myself. I
didn't even dare look down. I could tell it was protruding and tenting my
shorts. I wished I'd worn jeans even though it was far too hot for that. I
was sweating regardless. I felt a bead drip down the center of my back and
my thoughts were back on the Volleyball court staring at Seth's jock straps
and the tiny bit of flesh that hung down over the top of the elastic leg
band. Fuck. I started to feel dizzy.  This was happening.

It was so far from what I'd expected to happen - and that's saying
something after the last twelve hours.  An hour ago, I was content to go
have a beer with my buddy - my straight, college, family man roommate who
was supporting my wedding to a dude. That was enough.

Seth was so cute - like a little boy. "Fuck - I can't this is really
happening." He said. "What's that look for?" Seth asked. He was reading the
expression of my volleyball memories.

"That look..." I said, pausing. "Is my stiff cock telling me to rip your
fucking clothes off." My cock was so hard. It had apparently always wanted
to do this.

Seth looked shocked. Then he smiled. Then I watched the front of his shorts
twitch. I could see the round lump of his cock head pushing against the
beige fabric. I walked over to him and grabbed his erection through his
shorts. He was so hard. I slid my hand down the length of his shaft and
pressed against it until it was flat against his body under his clothes. I
rubbed it up and down. He moaned and grabbed my arms and looked down at the
tent in my own shorts. He moaned again. I pushed my crotch against his and
felt the stiffness of his rigid prick bump against mine. I backed up and
thrust into him again. "Oh my god." He breathed. His face was against my
neck and then his lips were kissing and sucking my jaw and my cheek. I
grabbed his hair and leaned into his ear.

"I'm so fucking horny right now." I growled from deep in my gut. He moaned
again and his arms wrapped around me and his hands squeezed my lats and
shoulders and then he moved down to grab my ass.

"Yeeessss!" He moaned and he kneaded my butt cheeks. Then he got bold and
shoved his hands down the back of my shorts. "Fuck, Yeesss!" He said. "I've
wanted to grab this fucking furry ass for so long." I wondered if that was
really true. Had he always watched my ass like I watched his? He was
humping against me like a dog. I worried he would cum already. Maybe that
would be a good thing. Could I really make three guys cum and not bust my
nut once? He leaned his head up and kissed my cheek again. His mouth was
moving toward mine.

"Stop." I said, breathing heavily. "I can't kiss you." That was against the
rules if Will and I weren't together. I realized I didn't want to kiss him
anyway. I wanted to kiss Will. I wanted to bend Seth over and tag team his
smooth ass with Will. I wanted Will to be here.

"Fuck. FUCK!" Seth said. "I'm sorry. I don't know what the rules are."

"SSHHhhh!" I whispered a little too harshly. I smiled and put my finger to
my lips. "Just wait. I need to do something. Just wait." I reached down and
cupped my hand under the crotch of his shorts and pulled up until my
fingers found his balls. They were bigger than I expected and loose. They
were hanging low and he was wearing old-school cotton boxers so his junk
was just basically free-balling around inside - a tactical error if you
thought you might get boned up at all. What was he thinking? No wonder his
cockhead looked like it was busting through his shorts. "I gotta make a
call." I went to the bathroom and closed the door.

"Hey. What's up? D'you get Seth checked in?" Will asked the second he
picked up the call.

"Um...yeah. That's one way to put it." I said.

"What do you mean?" Will asked.

"Here's the thing: Seth just came out to me." I said.

"Did you just say 'came out'?" Will asked again. "Like, OUT, out?"

"Yeah. Like it's new. Like he's only been with one guy who blew him in a
video store, and he wants more. Here. Like, this is a safe place this
weekend."

"WOW." Will said.

"Exactly." I said. "He's...ready."

"Ready?" Will said. "Like prepped?"

"No. Not that ready." I said and laughed a little. "You're a perv."

"So...what? What's he ready for?" Will asked. Before I could answer, he
continued. "OOOOooohhh." He added. "He's ready for YOU."

"Well, he's ready for someone and he thinks I'm safe. We're safe. He didn't
want me before. He actually was hoping to hook up with Tommy. He assumed
that because...well, you know."

"That's hilarious." Will said. "If he's not going for me, he's not-" I love
when Will gets cocky. It's rare. But he was right.

"That's what I told him." I interrupted. "But I filled him in on
our...rules...and offered up our...assistance.  He's comfortable with
us. Well, with me right now." I said. "'Cause we've been friends for so
long. And he thinks you're hot as fuck. His words, not mine. Although I
guess they're my words too. Anyway, I thought I should really check in with
you first to make sure this is all ok with you."

Will didn't speak for a what felt like a whole minute but was probably only
a few seconds. "Will?"

"And you're ok with that? Like, you want that to happen?" Will
said. "Nevermind. I can hear it in your voice that you do."

"Well, it's been a long morning." I said, trying to remind him that I'd
only been on the giving end of things this morning.

"Are you asking permission?" Will finally said.

"I guess so." I said. "Yes."

"That's not how things usually work with us. We don't need to-" Will said
and stopped himself. "Why is this different?"

"I'm not sure." I said. "Because it's this weekend. Because it's supposed
to be about us."

"Awwww." Will said. Then I heard Jeff say something I couldn't
understand. "No. He's...nevermind. I'll explain later. Maybe." He added,
talking to his brother. "You love me, Matty?"

"More than anyone." I said.

"Me too." He said. Jeff groaned in the background and I heard him try to
get him off the phone. "This doesn't mean anything, right? Like it won't be
weird between you two?"

"No. Not for me. But I'm not sure about him, but I don't think so. Like I
said, this isn't what he thought would happen either. He was hoping for
Tommy. Or someone else." I said.

"We can all hope that happens but he's barking up the wrong tree." Will
said. I had a twinge of jealousy which was weird, but it was easy to talk
like that way about people like Tommy who were off the menu.

"What the fuck's going on over there?" Jeff yelled in the background.

"They're going to a strip club." Will finally lied to shut Jeff up. "You
have fun over there. You have my blessing. What happens in Vegas, Babe." He
added. "Play by the rules."

"Always." I said.

"Does he have a nice dick?" Will added and I couldn't hear him smiling." I
couldn't believe Jeff had commented in the background.

"He does."

"Ah. He's foreign. I forgot. He's uncut?" Will asked.

"He is."

"No wonder you're horny." Will said.

"Ok. Thanks, Babe." I said. "See you later. Love you."

"Love you. Tell him he owes me a blow job." Will said.

"I'll let you tell him that yourself later." I said. "Bye." We hung up. It
hit me that I was now minutes away from Seth and me getting it on. I wasn't
sure what exactly would happen but my cock started to grow again. I really
needed to cum. I opened the bathroom door and went back out into the
bedroom. Seth had been sitting on the bed on his phone. He stood up. He no
longer had a boner but there was nickel- sized wet spot where his precum
has leaked through the fabric. I smiled. His eyes smiled but his mouth
wanted more confirmation.

"What?" Seth said, anxiously. His demeanor got more excited the second he
heard the words, 'he's ok with it'.

"He says you'll owe him one." I said.

"One?" Seth said.

"Um...he said, you'd owe him a blow job." I said, smiling.

"Really?" Seth said. He looked excited like a kid being told he was going
to the amusement park.

"He was probably joking." I lied and before I could add anything he
interrupted.

"I can do that." Seth said.

"You don't have-"

"No. I'm good with that." Seth said. Our eyes met. He smiled. He had lust
in his eyes. He wanted this. He wanted to suck Will's cock too. He was more
ready for this than I thought.

"You sure?" I asked.

"Yes. Are you kidding me? Will is so handsome. I can't believe he's up for
that too." Seth said. He was eager. There was something hot about the idea
that he'd harbored a long-standing attraction to me and also wanted
Will. It was an ego boost, even it made things more complicated. Who was I
kidding? I remembered this feeling. His inner beast had just been
awakened. He wanted everyone. Everyone he found hot. He was just horny for
cock and didn't want it to be skeevy with a stranger. I was rock hard
though and didn't give a shit. I wanted to play with his boner after twenty
years.

"Let's get you out of these clothes." I said. I walked up close to him and
started to unbutton his shirt. My cock throbbed as I saw more skin. His
perfect pecs still looked good. It had been years since I'd seen him
naked. Inside my hand in under his shirt and felt his chest. Then I pulled
his shirt off over his shoulders and let it drop to the floor.

He was no longer as slender. He had the tiniest of love handles and his
smooth stomach pushed out ever so slightly over his cotton boxer waistband
that was sticking up out of his shorts. He was still in good shape; he just
looked like a man now, not a boy.

He pulled my black tee shirt up over my head. "Fuck. You're even hairier."
He said and his palm explored my trimmed chest. I undid his belt and his
button and pulled his zipper down. His erection was pushing straight out
again and fell forward in his loose boxers as his shorts fell to the
floor. The long fly gapped open and I couldn't see his jet black pubes
sticking out of the opening and glimpsed the side of his shaft.

Seth had undone my shorts and I stepped out of them when they also hit the
floor. "Fuck yeah." Seth said as he saw my boner tenting along the narrow
side panel of my white briefs. He cupped his hand under my balls and
squeezed them gently. He closed his eyes and moaned. "I've wondered what it
felt like to hold these big fucking bullocks since college." I remembered
that feeling too - when just holding a guy's ball sack for real was so
thrilling it made you light-headed.

"Are they living up to your expectations?" I asked and I reached inside his
fly and wrapped my fist around his stiff prick. I pulled it out of his fly
and began to pump it up and down. Then he put his thumbs in his waistband
and pulled his boxers down and stepped out of them. His boner slapped back
up against his belly. We both smiled.

He backed up and looked at me. "Take 'em off." He said. He watched as I
pulled off my briefs, letting my fat cock bounce around until it pointed
right at him. "Fucking Hell, you're even hotter than in college. I didn't
think you could get any hairier."

"And you look like a man." I said. He smiled. He glanced over at the mirror
and saw the image of the two of us standing, facing each other with our
boners pointing at each other. Then he stepped toward me and wrapped his
arms around me. I was only and inch taller and my legs are shorter so our
cocks were at exactly the same height. It was electric to feel them
touch. It was as if my cock head was sending constant updates about what it
encountered like a satellite sending back sensitive data. I felt his shaft
against mine, my piss slit against his bush, the side of my shaft against
the side of his, the underside against his soft pelvis, and finally, my
tight nut sac against his swinging ball bag.

Our arms were wrapped around each other. We hugged each other tightly and
humped and ground together. I slid my hands down to grab his small, smooth
ass. The ass I had watched in the dorm showers so long ago. It was as
though I had dreamed of doing all of this without remembering the dream
until this moment.

Seth was kissing my neck. I had one had up around his head, running my
fingers through his hair. I felt like I was getting close to cumming
already just from this frotting. I wanted to stop but I couldn't. I pushed
him back until we fell on the bed. I was on top of him, humping and
grinding against his hardness. I was back in our dorm room - back in our
frat house - back on a locker room bench.  Everywhere we'd been naked
together. I felt the tingle in my balls and felt them pull up inside me. I
had to stop. We hadn't even really done anything yet.

I sat up. It took all of my will power. I hadn't felt this much lust in a
long time. Nostalgia is a funny thing.  It was like we were twenty
again. Or at least I was.

"It's like we're twenty again." I decided to say.

"Exactly." Seth said. "I'm right back at school."

"I guess there HAD been some...tension, after all." I said, smiling. Then I
leaned forward and grabbed his stiff prick and went down on
him. "OOOooohhhhggghh" I groan as I sucked him down. I felt his soft
foreskin float over my tongue. He tasted good - clean and a little
salty. He was six inches, maybe a little more so I could take him to the
base right away, especially after Will's and Jeff's larger versions. Seth
moaned loudly and put his hand on my head. He didn't push down. He just
followed my motions up and down. He was leaking into my mouth.

"You taste so good." I said pulling off. "I love uncut cocks."

"Really? No one ever says that." Seth said. "She always complained, and I
kept it...immaculately clean."

"I know. It's awesome." I said and went back down on it. I lodged my tongue
between this foreskin and the head of his cock and circled around it,
squeezing him from the base up to milk his man juice out.

"Oh, fucking hell. Fucking hell." Seth said in short Breathes. I felt a
long string of my own precum leak from my piss slit and pulled off.

"You wanna try?" I asked as though I were offering to let him steer a boat
for the first time - both exciting and a little scary.

"Yes!!" He said and leaned forward and laid down on his belly, supporting
himself on his elbows. I was sitting on my heels with my legs spread. My
balls had dropped back down and were filling out my scrotum again. Seth
reached out and grabbed them. "You have balls, my friend." He tugged on
them a little. More precum oozed from my piss slit and hung down until it
reached his wrist. He instinctively pulled it up to his mouth and licked it
off.

"Taste good?" I asked, not knowing how the answer could be, 'no'.

"So good." Seth said.

"You ever taste yours?" I asked.

"Oh, all the time." Seth said. "Love it. So much. I edge just to make
more." My cock twitched hearing him talk about jacking off. We tried to
edge back in college - trying to get through a whole video. We never made
it though. I looked down at his smooth body and felt a surge of blood to my
swollen cock as I got to just stare at his bare ass. I remembered not
wanting to get caught looking. Now I could just sit here on my knees with
my cock in his mouth and stare as long as I wanted.

"Your ass is so fucking hot." I said.

"Really?" He mumbled.

"I used to look at your ass every time you stripped down." I said. Seth
closed his eyes and moaned a muffled, 'me too.' It so much the opposite of
mine. "It was a girl's...all smooth."

"Fuck you." He said pulling off and pretending to be annoyed.

"But better." I said.

"That's more like it." He said and went back down on me.

"Remember that gang bang video we used to watch?" I asked.

"Mmm Hmmm." Seth said as he sucked me.

"That part where-"

"MMMMmmm HHHmmmm!" Seth moaned in the affirmative, interrupting me. There
was a spot where one guy was fucking the only girl from behind and another
guy comes up behind him and smacks his ass and pretends to shove his cock
in his ass to get him to finish up because he's anxious to get in her pussy
next. It always made me cum.

"That always made you cum." Seth said pulling off.

"You're doing a good job. I haven't even had to remind you about the
teeth." I said. He smiled and went back to work.  He could only take half
of my shaft, which wasn't that long to start with, but he was doing a good
job.  "Here. We can both do it." I said and slid down so that my junk was
closer to his face. "It's not quite as good, sucking from this angle, but
it's hot doing it at the same time."

We got into a sideways sixty-nine and just sucked each other for several
minutes. It always feels so good to be sucking and sucked at the same
time. He was bucking into my mouth.

"I'm getting close." He said.

"Yeah. Me too." I said, breathing hard. "Let me cum first."

"Why?" Seth asked.

"You'll enjoy it more. You might get kinda freaked out after you cum. Trust
me." I said.

"Ok." Seth said. He did trust me.

"Where do you want me to cum?" I asked. "What's your fantasy?"

"On my face." Seth said immediately like he'd been jacking off to that
fantasy for a while. "Just fucking cum all over me." I smiled. I remembered
that desire too - before I realized swallowing every drop was so much
better.

"You got it, Buddy." I said. "Lie down." He complied and I climbed up and
straddled his chest. I felt my shaved balls rest on his smooth chest
between his pecs. I felt the soft skin of his torso touch my sensitive
pucker. I slid up further and fed him my cock. He bent his head forward and
took it and I pushed his pillow up to support it. I grabbed the headboard
and held myself up a little and slid in and out of his mouth.

"That's it. Take my fat cock. You're doing such a good job. Your warm mouth
feels soooo good." I moaned and I fucked his face. He still wasn't able to
take more than half of my shaft but it wasn't about me. I was so horny, I
didn't need much and the fact that I was finally getting Seth to suck my
cock at all was keeping me just on the edge. I had to move slowly to keep
my orgasm in check. "I'm not gonna last much longer. You're doing so good,
Buddy."

Seth just moaned. His eyes were closed and he would periodically open them
and look up at me.

"Fuck. I gotta cum!" I said and pulled out. He left his lips apart as if he
missed my cock. I sat back down on him and grabbed my rod and gave it two
short strokes before it hit. "Uuuuugghh!!" I grunted as I launched a huge
jet of cum into the air. It landed on the headboard. I quickly remembered I
was supposed to be blasting him in the face. I backed up some more and
aimed my stiff cock down and shot a huge rope right into his left
nostril. He instinctively opened his mouth and got the next volley right
inside on his tongue. The rest plastered his cheeks and chin. I couldn't
believe I'd missed his eyes because they were open the entire time. I
pulled up and milked a long strand of semen down onto his neck and then sat
back down. I slid my ass down until I could feel the tip of his cock head
at my crack. I slide down further until I could feel his whole shaft along
my taint. I slid back and forth exactly one time before Seth moaned and
grunted and I felt his warm seed flood the space between us. I looked down
and watched as his cum shots erupted from between my legs under me and
began coating his smooth belly with white goo. I rocked back and forth on
his boner until I could tell the waves of his orgasm had subsided. His eyes
were closed and he was smiling. He threw his arms out to the sides and open
his eyes and looked up at me. His expression was bliss. I laughed. I was
still coming down from my own waves of pleasure.

I slid down, feeling his plump cock down the center of my chest until I
could lap up his load. I slurped his pools of creamy jizz between my lips
and then went down even further and took his cock head in my mouth and
swirled my tongue around his sensitive head, feeling his foreskin roll back
and forth in the sloppy mixture of wetness from my saliva and his cum and
the sweat from my ass crack.

"Ohhhhhhh." Seth moaned as soon as my mouth engulfed his prick. "Oh my
god. Fuck. Fuck. Stop.  Seriously. I can't take it." I pulled up milking
the last of his load out and stuck my tongue out at him.  Then I swallowed
and smiled. "Fucking Hell." He added, still breathing heavily. "That was
mother fucking amazing."

"Yeah, that was fun." I said casually as if we'd just finished our workout
at the gym. "I'm gonna shower.  We should go get some lunch."

He smiled. I texted Will. "Where are you? Wanna meet up for lunch or did
you eat already?

Will: "that was fast."

Me: "He's a newbie."  Me again: "and I was horny AF :-) "

Will: "LOL"

Me: "lunch?"

Will: "already ate. Headed to NYNY C U Later" then he added a heart
emoji. It made me smile.

"Looks like it's just us." I said. "I can shower here. Come join me."

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