Date: Tue, 9 Apr 2024 23:29:26 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mark Tholtow <markmanscooter@yahoo.com>
Subject: Our Sons Plan Our Bachelor Party - Chapter 4

Our Sons Plan Our Bachelor Party: Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

Part 1: Spa-ntaneous

"Do you mind if I skip our couple's massage?" Will said leaning over to my
ear as we were sitting at the sports bar having beers. "I want to hang out
with Jeff some more."

"Of course. No worries. I'm sure someone else will want your spot." I
said. It seemed like a good opportunity for Seth and I to hang out and get
back into buddy mode after our impromptu blow job encounter.

We were all sitting at a big, long table in the middle of the bar. It was
sort of obvious now that we were a bachelor party, but it was unlikely
anyone assumed that both bachelors were here. We'd finally all reconnected
after everyone was on their own for brunch and after Jeff and Will had lost
money at New York, New York.

Seth was sitting next to me but was engrossed in the conversation Tommy,
Will's buddy from work, who'd just arrived, and Jeff were having. I
wondered now if Seth was just engrossed in Tommy now that he met him. Tommy
was good looking. He was in his mid-thirties but had a boyishness about him
that made him seem like he was still in his twenties. He had curly blondish
brown hair and clean-shaven small features. The feature that wasn't small
was his butt. He had the most perfect, round, bubble butt that seemed like
it was just a half-size too large for his body so made an even greater
impression on those of us that pay attention to such parts of a guy. I'd
noticed Seth paying attention as we walked through the hotel behind Tommy
and Will. He needs to learn to be more subtle.

Brandon had arrived and was sitting next to Aaron. They made such a cute
couple. I was rooting for them to go the distance.

Arjun was absent. It was early afternoon and he was still sleeping off a
hangover. He'd apparently had a rough night. I called him on the way to
brunch with Seth. I wanted them to meet, but Arjun just mumbled, "my ass is
hurting."

"Is it your head?" I said. "Are you hungover?

"Uh, yeah. I meant my head. It's throbbing." He said. Then he hung up.

Tristan was talking to Eric about something on his phone, and Logan was
laughing about something with Jake. It was good to have the day finally
underway. I was sort of bummed to leave the group for the massage, but it
was already paid for.

"So, who wants to take my massage appointment?" Will asked the table.

"You're not going?" Jake said, disappointed that his father wasn't
following their carefully planned itinerary.

"It would be great, but I want to hang with your uncle some more. We never
get time like this. And Tommy just got here." Will told his son. Jake could
hardly argue with that.

"I'll take it." Jake said.

"We were all going to the roller coaster next!" Eric said, whining as if he
were twelve. He apparently meant all of the younger generation when he
said, 'we'. It was the first I'd heard of it. I love roller coasters.

"I'll take your spot, Uncle Will. I pulled something at the gym a couple
days ago and that would really help take care of it." Logan said. "I'm too
old for kiddie rides anyway." He added. What a douche. You're never too old
for roller coasters and the one at New York, New York was hardly a kiddie
ride. "Think I'll get a happy ending?" He added, smirking.

"Logan Michael!" Jeff said, harshly. "What would your mother say if she
heard you talking like that?"

"Mom's not here." Logan did. "What would she say if she saw you with a
stripper on your lap, Dad?"

The table got quiet. If Logan only knew how much worse it got from there
last night.

"Be careful young man or you'll be paying for your last year of law school
on your own." Jeff said. I saw Tristan and Eric share an amused look as
Logan got a verbal smack down.

"The appointment's in a half hour. Better work on your beer." Will said to
Logan, trying to diffuse the situation. It worked. Logan smiled, happy to
be getting pampered by a boujee spa treatment like he was already a
high-powered attorney.

I'll see you at the spa." I said. "I'm scheduled at the same time."

"Cool." Logan said dismissively, barely making eye contact with me and went
back to his conversation.

--

Part 2: "It Happens All The Time"

The spa at the Venetian is beautiful. Marble was everywhere. I checked in
and went to change into a robe. I don't get that many massages so was
excited for the experience. They told me there were robes in the locker
room and it was my choice whether to wear my underwear or go without. I'd
never been completely naked for one. I wasn't even sure if it was going to
be a man or woman giving the actual massage. Will has had more of them than
me and says he always wears his boxer briefs in case he gets aroused. He
said it happened once and he was very embarrassed and said he'd never risk
it again even though the guy who gave him the massage assured him that it
happens all the time.

I decided to throw caution to the wind. It wasn't like anyone knew me
here. I stripped naked and put the plush white robe on and walked down to
the room I'd been assigned. Its was small and dark with classical music
piped through the speakers. At least it wasn't the cliched, quiet, New Age
music playing.

Logan was already lying face down on the table. A heavy taupe colored sheet
covered him from the waist down. His bare back was exposed. It was broad
and muscular as was the mound of his ass under the sheet. There was a small
patch of hair at the small of back and the very top of his crack was
exposed.  I wondered if his ass was hairy like his father's or smooth like
his Uncle Will's. I felt my dick expand a little under my robe and
questioned my decision to go commando. I'd forgotten Logan would be in the
same room.

I took off my robe and laid down on the other table on my stomach. The
vinyl covering was cold against my skin even though the room was warm. It
felt good. I was already more relaxed.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Logan said, turning his head toward
me. He'd apparently assumed I was his masseuse and was ignoring him like
any douchebag would ignore the help.

"Uh...I'm here for the massage. I said "We were scheduled together."

"No, you said we were scheduled at the same time. I thought this was
private." Logan said with far too much irritation in his voice.

"Um...sorry. The boys set this up as a couples massage for me and
Will. Will just gave up his spot." I said as casually as I could. "What did
you think the other table was for?" Logan just looked annoyed and didn't
answer.

The two tables were only about four feet apart. Just enough space for two
masseuses to work side by side. It was specifically designed for couples or
maybe two women who could chat the entire time while it happened. I was a
little sad Will wasn't here to enjoy this with me. Logan was going to make
this less relaxing.

The door opened.

"Welcome gentlemen." One of the men said. He had a vaguely Eastern European
accent. "I understand you're on your bachelor party. Congratulations."

"We are not a couple." Logan said. Both men looked at each other and were
silent. I was tempted to say, 'oh, honey, stop joking around.' just to piss
Logan off, but decided to not make things worse.

"There's been a slight change of plans. My fiancee had to entertain some
friends that just arrived. This is Logan. I'm Matt." I said.

My eyes continued to scan Logan's body. I tried to imagine what his lower
half looked like under the sheet. I was admiring the curve of his back as
it dipped down to his waist then jutted back up under the sheet. I glanced
up at his face and he caught me staring. His expression was a mixture of
cocky pride and disgusted irritation. He shook his head slightly as if to
say, 'I knew it. I knew you thought I was hot and I knew you'd be a creepy
fucking perv.' I felt myself blush in embarrassment. I so didn't want to
give him the satisfaction of my appreciation of his physique, but I just
couldn't help it. The kid was a douchebag, but he was hot as fuck.

I tried to turn my head and just look the other way and ignore him, but
even the ripple of his shoulder muscles and the line of hair down the back
of his neck was hot. I felt myself getting aroused against the table and
was glad I was on my stomach. I lifted my pelvis off the table to give my
dick some room to realign and spread my legs a little to get more
comfortable. The cool cotton felt good against my skin. I closed my eyes
and let them start to work on each of us.

They were both big, burly guys wearing surgical scrubs with the sleeves cut
off, I assume for ease of motion but it worked to show off their muscular
guns and trimmed pits as well. It was hard to even tell them apart. I
closed my eyes and let him work on my muscles.

I hadn't realized how tense I'd become from the travel and the lack of
sleep. I became so relaxed that I was nearly falling sleep when he pulled
the sheet down below my butt cheeks and started kneading my lower back and
my glutes. He was pushing my junk down into the padded table and his thumbs
were sliding down along my fuzzy crack. Maybe some guys wouldn't have found
it arousing, but I was getting a little overheated. My forehead was butting
up against his abs inside his scrubs. I could feel how hard they were. I
opened my eyes and saw his smooth bulge filling out the thin cotton of his
drawstring pants. I started to feel my dick surge and expand. I didn't try
to stop it. I figured it didn't really matter.  And then he stopped.

"You wanna turn over for me?" He said.

Fuck. "Ok. Um...I might be a little too relaxed." I said. "You really got
the blood flowing." He didn't say anything. I slowly rolled over onto my
back. I had leaked a little already and could feel my hip sliding across
the wetness of my precum. Please don't make a wet spot on the sheet, I
prayed.

Once on my back, I didn't look down. I knew I was tenting the thin sheet,
but I didn't want to call attention to it as though he otherwise might not
notice. I watched his face and could tell when he saw it.  His expression
didn't change but his eyes lingered for a second too long. I felt myself
blush. He looked me in the eyes. I'm sure he could see the embarrassment
and anxiety. I didn't know him. I was never going to see him again. I'm not
sure why I cared, but it seemed creepy and unprofessional.

"Don't worry about that, Sir. Happens all the time." He said. Sir. It was
so formal. I wasn't sure if that made it better or worse. It didn't
matter. What mattered was that it caught Logan's attention. His eyes had
been closed and he opened them and looked over.

He was already on his back. His sheet was folded down to just above where
his pubes start. I didn't see any evidence of a bush. He must trim.  His
masseuse was up at the head of his table working on the back of his neck
and shoulders. His head turned and he saw my stiff erection tenting my
sheet.

He smirked and let out a snort as if both disgusted and condescendingly
amused at the same time. But he kept glancing over. His masseuse started to
work on his pecs from above, bumping his chest into the top of Logan's head
as he worked. I tried to look up at the ceiling as my masseuse was working
on my feet and calves, but I kept glancing over at Logan. His chest was
perfect. He had small, dime-sized nipples. He spent a lot of time at the
gym for someone who needed to also be spending a lot of time in the law
library.

His masseuse had also moved down to his feet. Mine had worked his way up to
my thighs and his thumbs had just grazed my scrotum under the edge of the
folded sheet. The feeling sent a jolt through me and my stiff cock twitched
under the fabric. I closed my eyes for a second, trying to will my cock
from leaking. I felt it ooze out anyway. I opened my eyes and glanced down
at my crotch. The masseuse smiled at me. I blushed again. There wasn't a
wet spot yet but I felt the long strand of man juice hit the skin just
above my thick bush. I exhaled sharply and caught Logan turning his head
out of the corner of my eye. I turned to see his face fixated on my tented
sheet. I flexed my pelvic muscles and made my boner jolt up and down for a
second. His eyes got wide as he stared.

Then I saw it. His own cock twitched beneath his sheet. Then again. Then I
watched as his penis slowly swung around over his thigh, under his sheet
like a snake moving through tall grass.  It shifted until it was clearly
pointing up toward his chest. My own cock twitched in response. He let out
a tiny grunt and his plump cock slowly rose to a full erection, pushing the
fabric up so far that it left a clear gap between the edge of the sheet and
his flat abs. His cock was now stretching out from under the sheet. His
head was a large, dark purple helmet and I could see about an inch of his
thick shaft as it arched down at his navel. He had to be at least 7
1/2". His erection had clearly caught him by surprise. It was so fast. It
was a stunning thing to watch happen. My cock throbbed and leaked
again. There was no way I didn't have a wet spot on my sheet but was afraid
to look down.

His nearly instant erection made him look back over at his own junk now and
his eyes got wide with panic when he realized he was both rock hard and no
longer completely covered. He quickly moved his arms to unfold the sheet
over him. Covering it completely only made the tent more impressive. His
masseuse ignored it entirely. I could not.

I exhaled again and he brought his eyes up to meet mine. He blushed and the
look of panic returned.

"He said it happens all the time." I said and smiled at him and shifted my
eyes back down to watch his stiff cock twitch.

--

Part 3 "It's like a sauna in here."

Logan was so embarrassed at his arousal that he just got up and left. His
masseuse said something to mine in what I think was Russian, and then
shrugged and left the room. My masseuse finished up with me and didn't say
anything more about it. He also didn't offered to give me a happy ending,
which I wasn't expecting at all, of course - but the fantasy had kept me
erect through the remainder of his work.  He was very professional and
ignored it.

I had deflated to half staff by the time I had to get off the table. It was
sticking straight out instead of straight up. I managed to wipe the string
of precum off on the sheet as I rolled off so it wasn't just hanging off
the tip. I put my robe back on and thanked him and left.

I decided to stay in the gym-spa area and enjoy the relaxing time a bit
more before joining the rest of the group at the pool. My horniness was
getting the better of me after sucking on three cocks today already - and
after seeing Logan's erection, dripping boy juice onto his happy trail. I
really wanted to wait for later tonight though - and wait for Will to be
there. I'm over forty. I had one nut under my belt already with Seth. How
many times did I think I could cum in one day?

When I got to my locker, I retrieved my phone. I had seven text messages.

One from Will: "how was the massage? Was Logan an ass? Jeff is freaking out
:-) miss you"

One from Jake: "still in the spa? We're at the pool. I'm bored." What the
fuck did that mean? Was that even meant for me?

One from Dix: "just landed. Never get Saturday off - need to make the most
of today. Hope ur horny." I laughed out loud and instinctively groped my
plump cock through the thick terry cloth fabric of my white robe.

Four in a row from Seth: "you ok?"  "Hope ur not freaking out" "Can't stop
thinking about that" "Can't go to pool - too hard"

I decided to respond in order.

To Will: "massage was weird. Logan got boned up - freaked out - left before
it was over" then I added "that ass!" I meant that as comment on the
quality of Logan's actual smooth beefy jock butt, but wasn't sure if Jeff
might be right next to Will's phone when he got the text so decided to be
vague and hope Will knew what I meant. Either way, it was true. Logan was
an asshole. Then I added, "miss yours."

To Jake: "still in spa just relaxing. Why is the pool boring?"

To Dix: "now the fun can start. Everyone's at the pool which is amazing
here. I'm in the spa for a bit. Will meet you there. Can't wait to party."

To Seth: "just chilling in the spa, sweating out my hangover in the
sauna. Not freaked out at all. That was really fun. Can't believe we did
that after all these years. Maybe you need to take care of that before you
hit the pool." Then I added an eggplant, water droplets, and a smiley face
emoji like a fourteen year old.

I walked through the beautiful marble spa to the steam room. It was foggy
but I could see there were a handful of guys there. I hung my robe up on a
hook by the door, grabbed a small towel from the chrome stand by the door
to sit on. As I sat, I assessed the packages of all of the naked men in the
room. It's a favorite pastime. There was one burly ginger with a long, pale
pecker and a fire bush, two blonde guys with identical trimmed bushes and
nearly identical stubby, two-inch dicks. Three old guys with decent
endowments and gray hair on their chests and pubes. I caught a lot of
detail. There was nothing else to do.

I'd plumped up from watching them all, but was glad, now, that I had one
orgasm under my belt as it kept me from getting hard. It just looked like
my dick was showing some slack from the heat. I closed my eyes. My phone
buzzed. It probably wasn't a good idea to have it in a steam room. I spread
my legs wide to clear a spot of towel on which I could wipe off the screen.

Seth had texted: "I'm going to join you."

I started to reply and considered being flirtatious but then thought better
of it and went with, "sounds good."

Will had texted: "don't do anything I wouldn't do" with an eggplant and
smiley face emojis. I smiled to myself. I wished he was here. He loves to
mess around in a locker room. I casually held up my phone and snapped a
photo of the old dudes without anyone noticing. It was just a blur of fog
though so I deleted it and just sent him the same emoji's back. I
immediately got a heart emoji in return that made me even warmer in the
warm room.

Jake hadn't texted back. Maybe his message had been meant for one of his
buddies. I wondered if anyone was in the spa or if they'd all gone to the
pool.

Nothing from Dix. He must be headed for the pool.

After the next cycle of heavy steam had blasted into the room and slowly
subsided, I couldn't take the heat anymore and decided to switch to the dry
heat of the sauna. I tossed my ass-towel into the bin by the door with the
pile of other ass-towels and grabbed my robe.

The sauna was laid out the same as almost all saunas: a big square room
with two rows of wood benches - one high, one low. This one had the rocks
in the center of the room so the square was large and the benches across
from where I was sitting were about eight feet away. There was a rain type
shower head above the center that automatically sprayed water down onto the
rocks at regular intervals. It was hot - hotter than the average sauna. I
loved it but it was a level of heat that meant most guys didn't stick
around for long. There were no hooks on the wall in the sauna so most of
the guys were still sitting in their robes in varying degrees of openness -
some still had their belts loosely tied and some were just sitting, naked
on top of theirs. I decided to be in the middle of that fashion statement
and just opened mine.

The room was silent. It appeared everyone was in the room had come
alone. The door opened and in walked Seth.

"Hey!!" I said when I saw him, making everyone else in the room look in our
direction and then ignore us. "What are you doing here? Why aren't you at
the pool?"

Seth untiled his belt and held his robe open like a flasher in a trench
coat. I was sitting in the corner so no one else could see - or thought it
was it joke. It was no joke. Seth had a raging erection.

"What the fuck?" I said laughing. I'm sure I looked shocked. No one else
seemed to notice. I was sitting uncovered on top of my open robe. I felt my
dick start to stir at the sight of his completely smooth, naked body and
his hardon sticking up in front of his dense, jet-black man bush.

"I was serious. I couldn't go to the pool. I've basically been hard since
you left my room. I showered with a full on boner after you left and had
just managed to calm down when I got to lunch and then the second I saw
you: Bingo. Totally hard again. Like a rock. It's like a took a Viagra or
something. I'm hoping it doesn't last more than four hours."

He closed his robe and tied his belt again and sat down. He was the only
one sitting in a completely closed robe. He struggled to keep each side
together so his boner wouldn't be on display as he sat down. He sat with
his legs crossed, close together like a woman. It looked silly. "I had to
wait until you left the table. I'm just glad you had to leave early to get
to your massage. Then there were those boys.  They're all...very...well,
you know - they're college boys." Seth added, obviously struggling not to
just flat out say, 'they're all hot as fuck.'

I wasn't sure what to think. Until Seth arrived today and confessed his
bi-curiosity, these were all things I couldn't ever have imagined coming
out of his mouth, but now suddenly he'd turned into Ru Paul. I was happy
for him that he had a safe space with me to finally verbalize these
desires; I wasn't sure how long he'd been keeping them inside. I was lucky
to have had Will for that when we both opened the floodgates at the same
time but, it was weird nonetheless. I wasn't sure what to say. I felt a
little like I'd created a monster but also a little like I should be
indulging him in his newly discovered desire as it wasn't that long ago
that I'd been in a similar place.

The sight of his naked body and his stiff erection got the better of
me. Even after he'd closed his robe, I felt my dick continue to grow. First
it expanded its length up along my hip on my thigh and then I felt a surge
as I pictured him again and looked around the room at the other naked
men. There were two young guys who looked like they were in college like
our boys were. Their tight bodies and manscaped pubes weren't helping my
predicament. I felt a surge and knew I was going in the wrong direction. I
felt my cock fill out and spring up until it was aimed straight up against
my abs and I felt my curly pubes against the top of my shaft.

I quickly brought my left leg up to hide my boner from the rest of the
room. Seth was on my left, blocking the view from the other side.

"Holy shit!" He whispered. "Is that from me? Like, did I do that? Did you
just get a boner from seeing mine?" Seth leaned in to my ear and whispered.

"Uh...yeah." I whispered back. I leaned over and whispered in his ear with
my lips almost touching the skin on his neck just below his earlobe. "That
is how getting turned on works." I said. I felt the tiny hairs behind his
ear stand on end and he moaned.

We sat on the upper bench in the corner and I gauged the activity in the
sauna. There were the two college guys and three guys in their late
thirties that looked like either buddies on vacation together or close
business associates. They were all on the other side of the Woden box of
rocks in the center.

I noticed the two college guy's knees were touching. I wondered if that
meant one, or both of them wanted something to happen. Both of them kept
looking at us. My cock had deflated some and I decided it was safe to put
my knee down. My dick was definitely plumper than before, but it was
unlikely he'd plaid that close attention.

I was wrong. His eyes got wide when he saw my exposed dick lying along my
thigh to the left. I felt precum leak out. That didn't help. He was staring
right at my junk. It made me horny again and I felt blood rush to my cock
again and it jumped and stuck straight out. His eyes got wide. He seemed to
be interested. I wondered if his friend knew his truth. I casually, but
quickly, flung the end of my robe over my lap to hide my growing
erection. Only half of my black bush and maybe the side of my left nut were
still exposed. Just enough to make it look nonchalant. I spread my legs and
felt cool air on both balls and knew only my stiff rod was covered.

Seth had seen all of that. "I'm so hard right now." Seth said as if his
condition had changed. I felt like teasing him a little. I was channeling a
little bit of Jake energy.

"Does it need some attention?" I whispered.

"Ohhhhh. Fuck." Seth said. "I didn't think I could get any harder. My dick
literally hurts, it's so hard right now.

"Maybe it just needs my mouth." I said, smiling to myself.

"Fuck you." Seth laughed, still looking straight ahead. I decide to throw
caution to the wind. I shifted on the bench and my robe fell off again,
exposing my boner to the closest college boy across the room. His buddy was
behind the box of rocks. I spread my legs further and smiled at him. He
smiled back and spread his legs. I could see his balls but not his cock
which meant he was also erect.

I could suck you off right here." I said. "I'm so hard. You wanna feel it?"
Seth gasped and looked down at my exposed crotch and grunted loudly making
all of the guys on the other side of the room look over at him. The
thirty-something guys could only see us from the chest up though because
the rocks were in the way. Only the interested college boy could see my
junk - a happy accident.

"Touch it if you want." I said to Seth in a very low voice. He let out a
tiny moan.

"No way." He whispered.

"You don't want to?" I whispered back.

"You're a dick." Seth said, smiling and looking straight ahead.

The college boy across the room casually spread his legs a little more
which opened his robe just enough so we could see his boner and buddy next
to him couldn't. He had a nice six inch prick standing straight up against
his abs too. I smiled at him. He smiled back. Seth gasped as he watched it.

"Want me to blow you?" I whispered leaning to Seth. I was enjoying making
him squirm with arousal.

"Not here." Seth said, shaking his head.

"I'm outta here." One of the thirty-something guys said. "I can't take any
more of this heat."

"I'm ready too." Another of them added. They stood up and put their their
robes back on. Seth and I enjoyed the brief few seconds of seeing their
sweaty, naked bodies before they closed their robes and tied their belts
again.

"Really?" The third guy said. "Ok. Fine." He added, clearly not yet ready
to leave. He stood up and my exposed boner was now in his line of
sight. "What the??" He added, staring at us. The college boy smiled. His
buddy looked at third thirty-something guy, clearly oblivious.

"What?" The first guy said, opening the heavy wood door.

"Uh...nothing." He said and the three of them left. As they all walked out
someone new came in.

"Thanks." The new guys said as they held the door for him. Cool air was
breezing into the room. I recognized the voice. It was Jake. He scanned the
room and smiled when he saw us. He sat down on the lower bench between our
feet and shed his robe. "Damn. It's like a sauna in here."

I busted out laughing. Seth smiled. He was too nervous to laugh. He'd only
met Jake once at the boy's high school graduation and wasn't sure what this
change in dynamic meant.

"So, the pool was boring?" I asked Jake.

"I wasn't into it." He said. "Too fucking crowded." Then he stood up naked
right in front of Seth and climbed up to sit next to me on the upper
bench. He was on the side closest to the college boys. The college boy that
had been paying attention to us, couldn't take his eyes off Jake. He liked
Seth and me, but he really liked Jake.

Jake finally noticed him staring and I noticed the tiny smirk that appeared
just at the corner of his mouth. He leaned back and spread his legs wide,
showing off his flaccid dick. He casually reached down and scratched his
trimmed pubes and slid his hand under his moist nut sack as if just
unsticking them from his adjacent thighs. College Boy didn't take his eyes
off him. He opened his robe again and flashed his stiff prick at Jake as
though he were just adjusting it and getting some air.

"I've had enough." College Boy's buddy said, oblivious to the horny
posturing that was now in full swing.  "I can't take any more of this."

"Ok." College Boy said. "You care if I stick around? I'm into the heat."

"No worries, Bro." He said. "Meet you at the pool."

"Cool."

"Later."

Jake pretended not to pay any attention to him but as soon as the buddy
left, College Boy mysteriously let his robe fall open again. His cock had
deflated a little and was leaning to his left. I spread my legs, letting
the robe slip off my stiff prick as well. He saw that and I watched as his
rod started to inflate again until it swayed back and forth slightly,
finally reaching the full, upright and locked position.

Jake finally glanced over and smiled and licked his lips. I was curious why
he was being so forward in front of Seth. For all he knew, Seth was the
straight, family man he'd met at graduation and to whom he'd paid very
little attention. He scooted down a little on the toasty wooden bench until
his ass was at the edge and his balls were hanging off. He grabbed his
stiff cock and started stroking. I must have had a confused look on my face
because he turned to me and said, "what? This is what we're all still here
for, isn't it?" I smirked at his boldness. This was the Jake I knew that
had been in hibernation lately.

"It's not gonna suck itself." He said and then looked at College Boy who
stared at him like a deer in the headlights but who had also started
stroking his boner, maybe even without knowing it. "Seriously. Get over
here. We don't know how long we have the room to ourselves. They won't see
you behind the rocks."

College Boy looked at the door and then looked at Jake's cock and then
looked at us. Both Seth and I were openly stroking now.

"Dude. C'mon." Jake said and pushed on his boner to aim it right at
him. College Boy checked the door one more time and then scooted over along
the lower bench until he was at Jake's feet. "C'mon. I need it, Bro." He
paused. "I'm Jake. This is my best friend, Big Jake." He added, looking
down at his cock.  College Boy finally smiled.

"I'm Buck." College Boy said, turning onto his knees and putting his hands
on Jake's thighs before taking his cock in his mouth. Seth had a nice view
of Buck's smooth little ass. He stroked faster and was breathing heavily
like he was already on the verge of cumming.

"Ooohhh....yeeeeahhhh!" Jake said. "That's fucking awesome." He put his
hand on the back of Buck's blonde buzz cut. "I wasn't sure you really knew
what you were doing - but you know what you're doing."  Jake spread his
legs even further and put his hands behind his head. Seth moaned at the
sight of his curly blonde pits. "Your buddy doesn't know you like to give
head does he?"

Buck shook his head with Jake's cock still in his mouth.

"That's what I thought." Jake said. "He doesn't know what he's missing."
Buck smiled and moaned, again, still without pulling off Jake's cock.

I elbowed Seth and caught his eye when he finally turned away from the live
porn in front of him. I nodded down at my boner and smiled. He looked
shocked but I could see the lust on his face. I put my arms around his
sweaty shoulder and gently pulled his body down toward my lap. He took the
hint and put his right hand on my thigh and wrapped his left hand around my
waist and went down on me. "Oh fuck yeah." I said, finally able to speak at
a normal level. Jake looked at me and smiled.

It was rare that we were ever on the same level so to speak. When we've had
sexual encounters in the past it was typically Jake trying to exploit the
upper hand somehow. It was nice to just sit back and both be on the same
receiving end of some servicing. I smiled at him and he smiled back. It
wasn't a snarky smile or his devilish grin. It was just a genuine smile. I
reached over and squeezed his shoulder. He smiled bigger and closed his
eyes, enjoying the pleasure of a warm and talented mouth on his cock.

"Should we switch?" I asked him.

"Sure. He's got skills. How's your boy? He's a newbie, right?" Jake said. I
was very curious how he knew this. I'd just learned it a few hours ago and
it was a shock.

"I meant should we return the favor to these guys?" I said.

"Ah." Jake said. He was apparently in more of a receiving mood, but wasn't
opposed to the idea. He tapped Buck's head and pulled him up under his arms
so he was standing on the lower bench. Jake leaned forward and grabbed both
of Buck's ass cheeks and pulled his stiff rod into his mouth. He was used
to Aaron giant cock so easily took Buck's six inches to the base, making
him moan loudly and grab Jake's head for stability.

I mimicked Jake's move and pulled Seth up so he was standing in front of
me. I reached my left hand around to grab his smooth butt cheek and slid my
right hand under his tight nut sack, between his legs, to run my middle
finger from the top of his hairless, sweaty ass crack down to his soft
pucker. I pushed on it as I sucked his purple cock head into my mouth. He
groaned and his knees buckled. My cock drooled at the thought of sucking my
college roommate after all these years again. The novelty had not worn off
after our first encounter only a few hours ago. His uncut cock felt so good
in my mouth.

"Oh, FFFUCK!" Seth grunted after less than a minute. I could tell he was
beyond turned on with what was going on here but I almost laughed out loud
at how quickly he came. I swallowed it all easily since it was his second
load in a short time. "Thank you." He added, pulling out of my mouth when
he got too sensitive. I smiled even bigger, amused at his politeness. Then
he dropped down to a squat on the wooden plank floor and started on mine
again. I was happy he hadn't lost interest, especially after two loads. I
thought he might be starting to feel guilt or shame, but he remained almost
comically committed. Apparently after a long time of fantasizing, he wasn't
done indulging. My guess was he was going to be a little insatiable until
he got back on the plane.

"Play with my balls." I said. Seth moaned and grabbed my nads and tugged on
them. He pulled off. "That was the hottest thing I think I've ever
heard. You have no idea how many times I wanted to see what these big
fuckers felt like." I felt blood surge into my cock. I was getting
closer. I wanted to cum before we got interrupted but that anxiety is what
was keeping me from getting off.

"That's it. Take it!" Jake said and stood up and held Buck's head. He
thrust into his mouth for another thirty seconds until he stopped and
buried his cock down his throat until Buck start to gag and Jake released
him, coughing with cum dribbling down his chin. "Switch!" He commanded and
hopped down to kneel where Buck had been. Buck was eager to get his
payback. He sat down quickly and spread his legs wide. Jake grabbed his
ball bag and swallowed him down to the base again.

"Fuck yeah." Buck said. "I wanna nut so bad!" He held onto the Jake's head
the same way. He had such a nice body - smooth and slender and sinewy. It
was beefier than a swimmer's build but he still probably had a 30" waist at
best. He held onto Jake's shoulders and grunted without any proper warning
as he shot his load down Jake's throat. Jake kept sucking hard until Buck
tapped his shoulder to stop and pulled out. He sat down and threw his head
back. "Holy SHIT!!" He yelled loud enough that it could have beenheard
through the heavy insulated wooden door.

Jake bent down to lick the last drops of jizz off the top of Buck's
deflating rod. Then he squeezed it and moved over to me. "Move over, Guy."
Jake said to Seth.  "This man needs a professional." He pushed Seth's
shoulder and Seth got the hint and pulled off and slid to the side. Jake
bent down and took over on my cock.

"No fucking way!" Seth said, undoubtedly shocked that my soon-to-be stepson
was fellating me. Seth was not repulsed fortunately. His cock was still
straight and he started stroking it again, watching us.

"I know you jerk off thinking about this." Jake said between slurps. "I
know there's times when my dad has your cock in his mouth and you're
picturing me." He deep-throated me again. "Do you want to fuck me again?"
He went back down again and sucked hard and milked me all the way up. "You
can fuck me later. I'll let you have my ass tonight since it's a special
occasion."

I started to shoot before he could even get his mouth over my cock head
again. I watched the first jet launch onto his cheek before his lips
engulfed my swollen head and he took the rest of my load inside. I love the
feeling of shooting in someone's mouth while I can watch their face as they
take it. I did want to fuck him. I looked at Buck who looked very confused
by this conversation out of context. He would have likely been more
disturbed had he had the benefit of context. Seth was stroking so fast with
his eyes closed.

"I can't believe no one came in for all that time. I thought for sure we
were gonna get busted." Buck said, looking across the room at the door.

"Or at least interrupted and we were all gonna have to scramble to get our
robes back on." I added.  While we were mostly hidden by the center podium
of rocks, it had seemed unusually dead in the sauna for a Saturday.

"Amateurs." Jake said, smiling. "I swiped a sheet of paper and a Sharpie
from the front desk when I signed in and made an 'Out of Order' sign that I
taped to the outside of the door when I came in." He paused, and his
devilish grin returned. "It lasted longer than I thought." Everyone stared
at him in a combination of disbelief and impressed wonder. I'd wished I'd
known that. I would have enjoyed myself more. That anxiety is what kept me
on the edge of cumming for so long. I knew that was Jake's intent
though. Whatever. It had worked. "Let's hit the pool. You wanna join us,
Bucky Boy?" Jake added, grabbing his new buddy by his deflated dick and
giving it a playful squeeze. The last string of spooge leaked out and
dangled from his piss slit. Jake's hand caught it as he released it and he
casually wiped it on his happy trail.

Buck looked as though he was considering it, but we all knew he'd
temporarily ditched his buddy who was oblivious to the man sex that had
just gone down. He was likely unable to abandon them for much longer. Jake
undoubtedly knew that and was just being considerate. It would have been
complicated to explain his presence to the rest of our crew. Buck finally
smiled and patted Jake's firm left pec with his hand and tweaked his nipple
before turning and heading for the door. "Maybe I'll find you later."

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