Date: Mon, 20 Sep 2021 19:24:20 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mark Tholtow <markmanscooter@yahoo.com>
Subject: Taking Our Sons to the Tournament - Chapter 3

Taking Our Sons to the Tournament: Chapter 3

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CHAPTER 3: The Boy's First Night

"This is so awesome!! I can't believe our dads are letting us have a room
to ourselves!" Jake said as they raced each other down the hall back to
their room.

"Fucker! You always beat me! Shit! But yeah, this is gonna be sweet!" Eric
said as he swiped the key card and ran into the room to claim their
beds. Eric took the one closest to the bathroom. Jake was happy to have the
bed near the window. They had a great view of downtown from the 12th
floor. The twinkling lights were added excitement. They hardly ever got to
be in the big city.

The boy's teammates Danny and Josh and Nick knocked loudly on the
door. "You guys in there yet?"  Danny yelled from the corridor.

Eric let them in and the three guests jumped on the bed and tackled
Jake. They wrestled playfully. Eric jumped on the monkey pile of sweaty
teenage bodies on the bed - a mass of half-assed wrestling moves, playful
crotch grabs, and titty-twisters, until they had finally, temporarily
exhausted their adolescent energy.

They'd all pulled off their team hoodies and tanks and sat shirtless on the
floor in their sweats and played Texas Hold 'Em for nickels and quarters
until Jake had taken everyone's money. Their teen bodies were hairless
except for furry pits and a few stray hairs around their nipples. Their
pecs were solid for their age and their biceps bulged. They settled back
against the headboards. Eric and Jake on Jake's bed, Danny and Josh on
Eric's bed and Nick lounging in the lone chair with his feet up on the
table. They watched Avengers End Game until their coach knocked on the
door. Eric jumped up and answered.

"Alright boys, time for lights out. We all need to be rested and at our
best tomorrow!" He said and stood waiting for their three guests to file
out of the hotel room and head down the hall to their own rooms.  "You
should turn that off now. Seriously. It can't be the first time you've seen
it. Get to bed. Eric - you've got your toughest match tomorrow. Stay
focused, get a good night's sleep. Stay aggressive. You remember what we
talked about."

"Yes, Sir." Eric said. "I want to win."

"Good man." He said. "We'll see you both ready for a fight at 6:30 for
weigh in." He was stern but not in an angry way. He was a good mentor.

As soon as the door was shut Eric turned the deadbolt and walked back to
his bed. He pulled off his socks and yanked down his sweats and kicked them
to the end of the bed. He sat in just his jock strap, his curly, brown
pubes escaping out the side of his full pouch. He sat on the edge of the
bed with his feet on the floor. He spread his legs and lowered his back
onto the mattress.

He clasped his hands behind his head and did a series of crunches, pulling
his knees to his chest and bringing his head up where he could
intermittently see Jake stripping off his sweats as well. He wore just a
pair of thin, white compression shorts. He walked to the bathroom to take a
piss. Eric watched his buddy's firm, round ass, his deep crack making a
dark line through the nearly see-through shorts. His long flaccid dick
curved over almost to the underside of his ball sack. He was an impressive
5" long soft, besting his father by at least an inch. It gave him a fair
amount of big-dick energy in the locker room.  When he came back into the
room from the bathroom, Eric was face down on his bed, his bare ass exposed
and his legs spread making the hairy crack of his otherwise smooth, tan ass
more visible. The straps of his jock made a "V" down into the crevasse
where they met the back of his tight pouch. Eric had carried on the
tradition of big balls like his father. Jake stopped and stared at the
sight. "You gonna end up with a hairy ass like your dad's?" He asked Eric.

Eric turned his head and said, "how do know my dad's got a hairy ass?"

"We all go to the same gym, Dude. I see him shower there all the time. He's
so fucking hairy, Dude, and he's got huge nuts like you." Jake said,
emphasizing the word 'huge.'

"I think it's the other way around, dude." Eric laughed.

"Oh yeah. I wonder if my balls or my dick look like my dad's?" He wondered
out loud.

"You've never seen your dad's nads?" Eric asked, a little puzzled as he
sees his dad naked all the time, even hard in the morning. "Shit, Dude,
I've seen my dad wanking it to porn on his phone in morning." He had been
completely shocked to see that the first time. He'd never thought of his
dad as a sexual person before. The thought of him being horny at his age
seemed unthinkable at the time. But he hoped he'd still be horny when he
was old, and his dad wasn't getting any sex anymore so he'd guessed it made
sense. What was weird was that he seemed really horny - like he did it
almost as much. Eric could hear his dad's short grunts and moans at night
too as he laid in bed with his ear buds in and his door open in the dark.

"Wait, what?!" Jake asked incredulously. "Why have you never told me that?
What happened? What was it like? Does he have a big dick? Did you watch him
cum?" He grabbed his cock through his briefs instinctively and gave it a
squeeze.

Eric told him the humiliating story of getting caught and what followed. He
told his buddy about how they don't really hide it anymore. "Is that
weird?" He finally asked.

"Fuck, no, Dude. That'd be so nice not to have hide it all the fucking
time. That's a sweet deal, Bro - just you and your dad." He paused, then
added, "plus it's kinda hot." Eric rolled his eyes.

"So, you've never caught your dad? Maybe he doesn't need to ever. You're
mom's so fine." Eric said, almost to himself.

"Shit, no. Barely seen him in his underwear. My mom's a little uptight. She
has a lot of rules."

"Well, he's seen yours." Eric said referring to the time Will had
accidentally walked in on the two of them jerking off in Jake's bedroom one
Saturday morning after a sleepover. "Maybe you should ask him if your junk
takes after his" He said smirking.

"Yeah, that was hardly the first time." Jake said. "He's caught me
before. I don't even care. They're both so uptight. I'd let Mom catch me
too, but she'd probably send me away to pervert camp." His parents annoyed
him in a way that Eric's didn't.

"She's still hella hot though, dude." Eric said smiling and humping the
bed.

"Dude, shut that shit down. Seriously. I get enough of that shit from the
rest of the guys. It's fucking creepy." Jake said, obviously pissed off.

"Take it as a compliment, dude. You got hot genes." Eric joked.

"Does that mean you wanna grind that sweaty ass crack into me too, fucker?"
Jake smirked back.

"You wish, motherfucker." Eric said clenching his ass cheeks again as he
ground his crotch into the bed.  "I am so fucking horny." He spread out
eagle on his bed. "I haven't rubbed one out since Sunday morning."

"Dude, it's fucking Wednesday night. What the fuck? I know you're routine,
dude. You're a twice a day wanker - at least. Seriously, you're not
actually following the coach's "no release rule" are you? Is that what he
meant when he said, 'remember what we talked about' before he left?"

"Um, yeah. Don't you? I need to keep my aggression. I need it for
tomorrow." Eric said, sounding nervous.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Jake said. "Of course, I don't. Even if I
wanted to, which I don't, I couldn't go that long. I don't even remember
the last time I went a whole day. I can't stay focused when I'm horny, bro;
I'm too distracted. I need to concentrate for a match. I can't do that when
I'm horny as fuck, that's for sure. Speaking of once a day, I didn't get my
morning stroke in today. I gotta get to it or I'm gonna be worthless
tomorrow."

"Dude, go to the bathroom. Take a shower. I can't watch that shit now. I'm
already too horned up." Eric said as he watched Jake pull off his
compression shorts and shake his dick out from his tangle of light brown
pubes. He scratched his balls and sat back down against his headboard. Both
boys had a thick mass of natural pubes which was uncharacteristic for their
generation. Most teenagers were trimming or shaving but the whole team made
a pact to let themselves go all natural, saying it made them tougher and
more manly.

Eric rolled over, pulled off his jock that was now straining against his
boner, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and piss. His cock was
rock hard and sticking straight up toward the ceiling. He tried hard not to
touch it. "Dude, I'm gonna piss on the ceiling."

"Just stand in the shower and piss wherever you want, Dude." Jake yelled
from his bed. Eric could hear his breathing begin to change.

When Eric came out, Jake was scrolling through the on-demand adult movies
and rapidly pumping on his long boner. His cock was already at least 7". He
was a show-er but he hoped it wasn't done growing. Eric looked at the
images on the screen and his cock literally bounced back upright. He didn't
think he could get any harder. He grabbed his cock and started stroking.

"That's it, buddy. You wanna watch one of these don't you? Which one? I
know you like the private school girls." Jake said as he stroked with his
non-dominant left hand to operate the remote with his right.

Eric sat Indian style on his bed again. He grabbed a pillow and put it in
his crotch. "I can't do it. I need to stay aggressive. I need the
testosterone. I don't care if I have to have blue balls. At least until
after the match with Tommy." Eric said, trying not to look at the screen
but not succeeding.

Jake flipped over on his stomach and shoved a pillow under himself. He was
still scrolling through the movie images and was now grinding his pelvis
into the bed - essentially fucking his pillow. Eric tried not to stare but
could not stop watching Jake's smooth, round ass pump up and down. He held
his own pillow tight. Finally, he closed his eyes and waited for it to be
over. That barely worked as he could still hear Jake grunting and breathing
heavily as the bed squeaked. Please cum, he thought. He just wanted to go
to sleep.

Finally, Jake moaned, "oh yeah, that's it. FUCK YEAH!" He let out one more
long groan and exhaled deeply. "Woo! I needed that."

Eric open his eyes and watched as Jake rolled off the pillow onto his back
and grabbed his still hard cock and squeezed the last of his load out onto
his hand. He reached for the pillow again and wiped off his crotch and abs
with the clean side and tossed it right at Eric's face.

"Gross! You motherfucker!" Eric said laughing and batting the pillow to the
floor. He stretched out his fingers and wiped his hand on the bead
spread. Jake climbed back up to the top of the bed and crawled under covers
naked. "Much better! Now I can think clearly."

"Won't you just be horned up again by morning." Eric asked skeptically but
relieved it was over and he could try to calm down. His pillow was wet with
precum in his lap.

"I'll deal with that in the morning." Jake said. At least I'll be able to
sleep. "G'night, buddy."

"Goodnight." Eric said as he slid down under the covers, still ridiculously
horny. There was another long pause and Eric spoke again, very
softly. "Hey, I forgot to tell you another thing about Sunday morning
that's made it extra hard not to do it since."

"Huh? What?" Jake asked, already starting to doze.

"I figured out how to do it. For real this time." He said acting cagey.

"Do what? Wait, does this have to do with that text you sent Sunday? It
just said, 'I did it!' I thought you'd sent that to me on accident - didn't
make any sense." Jake said.

"No, you know what we were talking about. I can do it. Only a couple of
inches, but oh my god, it was so awesome." Eric whispered.

"A couple of inches of what? I seriously have no idea what the fuck you're
talking about." Jake said waking up as he got a little annoyed at being
confused.

"You know. Seeing if we could do it to ourselves?" Eric said. He had been
hesitating all week from telling his best friend, but his hormones had
taken over. He had to share the news.

"Ourselves? What the fuck?" But suddenly the context came back to him and
he sat up sharply in bed and flipped on the light. "Do you mean...? No
Fucking Way!! No. Mother. Fucking. Way!" Jake said, his eyes big like
saucers and his mouth hanging open.

"Way" was all Eric said, regretting now that he'd opened this box when he
could have just gone to sleep.

"Well?!?" Jake yelled. "Spill it! C'mon, man. I want to know
everything. You have no idea how hard I've tried to make that happen. I
want a mouth on my cock so fucking bad and I don't give a shit if it has to
be mine." Eric thought that statement seemed insane as Jake had many girls
practically throwing themselves at him at school. He was good looking and
somehow his long cock reputation had made it out of the locker room. There
had to be a line of girls - even upperclassmen girls - that would
accommodate his wishes. For all his talk though, he still seemed sort of
shy around girls. Shy wasn't exactly right - he was aloof - a little too
cool for school around them.

There was a long pause while Eric contemplated how to describe being able
to suck his own cock. "I'd been trying all week. I'd flipped over on my bed
so my ass was straight up in the air and my feet were behind my head. I got
so I could reach the tip with my tongue. Holy shit, it felt so good just to
lick it.  Precum tastes good, by the way. I'd never tried it." He paused
with that aside.

"You haven't? Yeah, mine tastes like butterscotch, I swear. I love it."
Jake said. "Keep going." He was clearly playing with himself again under
the covers.

"So, I just kept doing it and every day I got closer and closer. I finally
grabbed the back of my thighs and pulled down. My back hurt like hell but
my dick was just resting on my mouth. I had to think about for a
minute. 'Do I really wanna put it in my mouth?' I thought. But I couldn't
not do it. I just opened up and took my head in. Holy fuck, Dude, it felt
so amazing. I swirled my tongue around and almost came. I couldn't hold on
anymore and fell back to laying down. My back was sore but it recovered
pretty fast.  That was Sunday morning in bed. Dad was out getting us
Starbucks. I tried again and it was easier. I just took about two inches of
my shaft. It felt even better. So hard and so soft. I was leaking into my
mouth.  Then I started sucking and I almost fucking passed out from
pleasure. I sucked and licked and sucked for about five minutes but I
couldn't hold the position and fell back again. I was so horny; I just
grabbed my dick and in about thirty seconds I spewed the biggest load of my
life. Cum went everywhere." Eric paused again and watched Jake's amazed
face. "It's been all I could do to not try it again all week, but the
coach's orders, you know. 'No release all week.'"

"Dude, if that'd been me, I wouldn't have even gone to school all week. I'd
have never left my room."  Jake said, not even joking. "I wanna fucking see
this trick. You gotta show me."

"No way, dude. Seriously, no fucking way." Eric said back in a playful but
definitive way. "That's not happening. You'd probably film it and put it on
Tik Tok."

"I think your butthole in the air might prevent it from going viral." Jake
said as he actually contemplated it. It was the kind of thing he would do
if it wasn't his best friend.

"I knew I shouldn't have told you." Eric said.

"What the fuck, Bro? How could not have told me the minute it happened? I'm
your best fucking friend." Jake said actually a little hurt.

"Well, I did, Dude." Eric said. "I sent you that text right after I cleaned
up my jizz. I just didn't know how to explain it. I didn't want to just
spell it out in a text. And anyway, you never responded."

The wheels in Jake's head were spinning. His cock was hard again under the
covers. This was not the best time to have learned this news. It was going
to have to wait until morning - or after Eric's match for sure. This was
going to be revisited, he thought. It was too hot not to see. "Ok, we can
talk more about this tomorrow. We do need to get some sleep."

"Thanks. Obviously don't tell anyone." Eric said.

"Obviously." Jake responded. "Just between us. Always."

"K. Goodnight. Thanks." Eric said even though he wasn't sure why he was
thanking Jake. "We gotta win tomorrow."

"You can do it. Really. You can. You're good. G'night."

___