Date: Fri, 15 Oct 2021 16:43:25 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mark Tholtow <markmanscooter@yahoo.com>
Subject: Taking Our Sons to the Tournament - Chapter 7

Taking Our Sons to the Tournament: Chapter 7

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CHAPTER 7: Will & Matt

Part One: Friday Night

"That Rob can really tell a story." Will said, referring to Danny's
long-winded father. We'd just gotten back to the room after hanging out in
the bar with five other dads after we'd all gone for pizza after the
matches ended. They were the four that had come solo without their spouses
and Arjun, who had a room to himself and wasn't married, or at least his
wife didn't live in the US with him. He said he was East Indian but didn't
have an accent so I'm guessing he meant his heritage and not that he was
first generation. He seemed too young to have a teenager. He had beautiful
caramel skin and fine features.  He was very handsome and fit. I'd always
found Indian and middle eastern people attractive. I found a lot of people
attractive though.

Eric and Jake both won again. Of course, they were already hinting at more
movie rentals. Will and I had already decided to let them rent more if they
won but we let them think we needed convincing.

"Yeah, that story about the car accident was fucking crazy. He must have
blown through several of his nine lives already." I added.

"Nick's dad is kinda hot." Will said, changing the subject. "Although it
might have been because he kept talking about the porn they've watched in
their room too.

"Yeah, I thought it was interesting how Tom (One of the other fathers who
was sharing a room with Nick's dad, Scott) stayed pretty silent. I couldn't
tell if he was embarrassed that they've been watching porn or annoyed that
Scott was watching it when he wasn't into it." I said.

"Think Scott wanted to rub one out together and Tom wasn't up for it?" Will
asked. "Glad we didn't have that problem. Wanna fire one up on the
screen.?"

"Sure. Pick something hot." I said. "I gotta take a leak."

"Again?" Will laughed. "You just came from the restroom before we cashed
out."

"I know. But I'm three beers past my two-beer limit." I yelled from the
bathroom as I took a long, loud piss. Then I felt Will's hand grab my ass
and it made my piss stream hit the back of seat. He stood at the side of
the bowl and pulled his jeans and underwear down below his nuts. He aimed
his dick downward to piss as well. I hadn't shared a toilet with a buddy
since being at a dive bar in college. One of the bars we went to had two
urinals and toilet with no stall around it - just out in the open - so guys
would frequently stand around it and piss together. It was always after
many beers and always kinda hot.

We shook off our dicks and stood there looking at each other's junk. We
both looked up at the same time. Will leaned into me and we kissed. I
reached over and grabbed his cock and played with it I cupped my hand under
his balls and felt a couple of stray drops of piss hit my wrist. It was hot
just causally feeling a heavy ball sack - the very core of Will's
manhood. We continued to make out over the toilet with our pants pulled
down only to our thighs. Will reached for me and ran his fingers through my
dense, dark bush and then wrapped his hand around my plump cock like it was
a doorknob he needed to slowly turn to get to where he wants. We moved
closer to each other and grabbed each other's asses with our opposite
hands. We stood grinding into each other and moaning into each other's
mouths.

"I've been waiting all day to do this." Will said as though he'd been
holding his breath all day. "I didn't get to suck you this morning."

"I'm aware, buddy." I said. "As much as I enjoyed dumping a load on the
sheets, I'd have preferred your warm, wet mouth sucking on my boner too."

Will grabbed my belt and pulled my pants and briefs down to my ankles. His
face was at my crotch. My cock rose to sticking straight out at him just
from seeing him on his knees in front of me. Will smiled as he watched me
grow and engulfed my semi-hard cock all the way into his throat. He sucked
hard and buried his nose in my pubes. I moaned and thrust into his face as
my knees buckled a little. "We need to move out of the bathroom. Your knees
are gonna get sore on that tile."

Will pulled off, stood up, and pulled his pants down. We left our clothes
in a pile by the toilet and walked naked into the bedroom. I sat on the
corner of the bed and spread my legs - one on each side and leaned back on
my elbow. My boner rested on my happy trail as I waited for Will to pick
his porn scene of the day. He must he horny. He picked a group scene. It
looked older - there were a lot of pubes.  It was a bunch of mechanics in a
garage. A customer in a business suit was waiting for his sports car to be
serviced. He watched all of the mechanics work around him. One was working
under a car with his lower half sticking out from under the chassis. His
dark blue work pants were unzipped and bulging.  Another mechanic was bent
over under the hood. His pants sagged down around his hips and his furry
ass crack was on display. Will turned around and saw me on display as
well. He smiled and dropped to his knees. He went back down on my dick,
bobbing up and down and sucking like a pro. No one would know he'd just
learned this trick yesterday. He felt my chest with one hand while he
stroked his cock with the other. I was in horny heaven. Sitting back
getting a sloppy blow job from a handsome buddy while watching a bunch of
blue-collar boys gang bang a guy in a suit.

I was lasting a long time since it was to be my third load of the day. Will
came up for air a few times and jacked me off while licking my nuts for a
while. Then he went back down for more. He'd casually stop to watch the
action on the screen. When he saw the suit guy plant his face in the ass
crack of the mechanic under the hood, he lifted my legs up and dove into my
crack. "Holy fuck!" I moaned. "Yes! I was hoping to get more of that."

"It's fucking hot, Matt. I love your hairy hole. It's so soft and smooth."
Will said between laps.

"Oh, fuck yes." I moaned again. "I sorry if I'm sweaty down there."

"Your sweat smells hot too; and that's all you smell like so it's all
good." I was thankful to be a little constipated. I always get that way
when I travel. It meant my ass was still clean from my shower.

"Go back to my cock." I said, breathing hard. "I'm getting pretty close."
Will dropped my legs back down and grabbed my nuts and gave them a little
tug until my cock was aimed at the ceiling. I spread my legs wide and
turned my head toward the screen. I watched the blonde suit guy start to
squirt on his chest as he got pounded on his back. It immediately reminded
me of fucking Will with Dix. I grunted and I started cumming into Will's
mouth. He wasn't even phased. He just kept sucking as I blew at least six
ropes of jizz into his mouth. His eyes were closed and drool had matted his
short beard. He finally stopped and held me in his mouth all the way
down. I felt more cum oozing out while he swirled his tongue around.

I laid back flat on the mattress and exhaled and stared at the ceiling. The
moaning on the screen continued, unaware of my tremendous orgasm. Will
climbed up on me and gave me a cummy kiss. We made out a little and I
rolled him over to return the favor. He was rock hard and drooling
precum. I grabbed his cock and slid it between my lips and started sucking.

"Wait." Will said. "Let me get propped up against the headboard. I want to
watch while you blow me." I released his cock and he scooted up against
some pillows and spread his legs again.

"Deja Vu." I said. "This is how I got your last load."

"Well not my last load." Will said smiling.

"Oh, right. That last load was fucking stellar. That was a Peter North cum
shot, hitting me right in the face. We haven't even talked about this
afternoon. How was getting fucked?" I went back down on him.

"So awesome, Matt. I have to admit it started out a little shaky. It's a
good thing Dix was here. If that had just been you and me trying it out, I
would have bailed when he first stuck it in. You definitely have to get
used to it. I was sorta being polite since we didn't know him. I know
that's crazy." Will said.

"And slutty." I added laughing.

Will busted out laughing, "no shit!"

But seriously. It took a minute. But then it felt great. I felt so
connected - especially to you. To have you inside me. I felt...I'm not sure
how to put it...empty - and lonely, when you pulled out. But then Dix
shoved that fucking horse cock back in me."

"I can't believe that's the first dick you took." I mumbled with his cock
head in my mouth.

"Well, I didn't say anything before, but I've been practicing a little."
Will said.

"Practicing?" What the fuck does that mean? You said you hadn't been with
anyone? I went bare!" I said a little freaked out.

"Oh, fuck. Not with a person. Fuck no!" Will said. "But I've played with
some shit in my ass. I never would have been able to take that otherwise."

I just completely pulled off and casually stroked him while we
talked. "What kind of 'shit' are you talking about?" I asked. "Like a
vibrator. Does your wife use one of those? Mine did - does. She used to
vibrate her clit while we fucked." Probably not helping, I realized.

"That's hot - picturing you fucking - but, no - no vibrators - at least not
that I've ever found anyway.  Actually, maybe. Who knows? I don't really
care, I guess. No, I've been playing with my ass for a while.  Fingering
myself while I jerk off, stuff like that. Then I decided I wanted to feel
what it would be like to really having something in there, so I started
sticking stuff up my ass." Will admitted.

"Stuff?" I said. "Like what? Like a banana? Stuff around the house?
G.I. Joe?"

Will laughed. "Um. Basically yeah. By the way - oh wait - I mean 'btw' -
bananas don't work." He said smiling. "Tried that. Not hard enough. I tried
a hot dog. Then a bigger sausage. Then a cucumber but I picked some that
were way too big. Way bigger than Dix. I tried my hairbrush handle but that
was too hard. Then a-"

"Wait, a hot dog?" I said shocked. "I'd be afraid it would get lost up
there. I've heard stories from one of my friends that's a nurse in an ER."

"Yeah, me too. I used a condom on all of that stuff so I could pull it
out. The hot dog did go all the way in. So did the polish sausage."

"Fuck, I had no idea you had actual sausage experience when we were talking
about it at breakfast. Holy shit." I said. "Why didn't you tell me this."

"I'm not sure. You didn't ask for starters. And also -"

"I didn't ask?" I said laughing really hard. "Hey Will, how is the
breakfast sausage here? Oh, Matt, do you mean taste or how it fits up my
asshole? We'll both I guess, Will. Do you prefer a different one for each?"
I apparently can be a Smart Ass. That must be why I like Jake.

"And you want to know why I didn't volunteer this information." Will said,
still playfully, but making a good point.

"Ok, that's fair." I said feeling bad I'd given him shit. "I
apologize. Seriously. It just seemed like we were divulging some intimate
things about our fantasies. That seems like a big one."

"Yeah. I'm sorry too. It's just that getting fucked seemed - I don't know -
another level - and also a little..." Will said sort of stammering.

"Feminine?" I finally interjected.

"I guess so, yeah." Will said, blushing. "I was embarrassed sticking stuff
up my ass."

"Ok, don't be. I have a dildo at home." I said. "It's a replica of Tommy
Defendi's cock. I got it at that adult bookstore out on the highway."

"What??" Will said feigning anger - mostly. "What the fuck?! You just gave
me shit about ass play and you own a fucking dildo?"

"I wasn't experimenting with half of the produce and meat departments." I
said smiling. Will started to respond but stopped and laughed. We both
laughed. It turns out we were both pretty invested in this man-on-man
fantasy before this trip. I still couldn't believe our luck. "Did you
consider getting an actual fake dong instead of just raiding the
refrigerator?"

"You live alone, man! I can't risk hiding a fucking rubber boner around the
house. Not even in the toolbox. Nowhere is safe with an anal-retentive wife
and three kids." Will said. "What if Jake found it?"

"Ok, I guess I hadn't thought of that. I didn't start fantasizing about ass
play until I had my own space.  Again, my apologies." All this talk of
wives and kids finding his fake boners had made his dick deflate.  The
movie also ended. "So, what's your favorite menu item to get off on" I
added trying to get this back to a playful, horny place again.

"You're gonna laugh, man. Hard." Will said.

"Ok, what?" I asked.

"Kielbasa. With a condom on it of course." Will said. "I'm not even
kidding." We both busted out again and were rolling on the bed with
laughter. When we calmed down, he added, "It's long enough, firm but not
too hard, fat but not cucumber fat, and it usually has a little tapered end
that helps it slid in easier."

"I'm speechless." I said, still chuckling. "I wish we could tell Dix."

I went back to blowing him as he watched a hot video of college frat guys
wearing kilts eating each other's asses before fucking each other. It took
about ten minutes to get him back to the edge. I tried pulling off in time
to let him calm down and edge again, but that skill needs more practice. I
went too far and he yelled, "oh, fuck. Gonna blow, Matt." Just as his cock
pulsed into my mouth. I swallowed it all and kept sucking until he made me
stop.

"You taste so good." I said licking my lips.

"Thank you." He said. "That was great! I'm gonna sleep like a baby."

"Me too." I said. "I'm gonna brush my teeth...and take yet another piss."
Will laughed.

"So, how is Tommy's dong?" Will asked from the bedroom as I pissed.

"Honestly, bigger that it looks on screen." I said. "I should have started
out smaller. I wish I'd brought it.  I assumed I'd be in here with Eric. I
have a Fleshlight too which is great."

"Oh, man." Will said. "You got all the good toys. I've always wanted one of
those."

"Well, you can come borrow them any time." I said, and for the first time
thought about what might happen after the weekend was over. Until now we'd
just been in our own little fantasy time capsule in a world away from our
real lives. I quickly added. "I'm not gonna lie. I've practiced sucking on
Tommy as much as he's fucked me."

"That explains how you could deep throat me." Will said. "We may have to
start a 'poker night' at your place." Holy shit. That would be amazing.

"I like the way you think, my friend. I'm gonna double down on that ass." I
said smirking.

"You're definitely going all in." He smiled.

"I forgot to eat your ass. Fuck, man. I'm sorry. I just really wanted your
cock." I said as I brushed my teeth.

"No worries, bud. I would have asked for it, but I wasn't as 'clean' as
you. I needed another shower before I'd let you in my crack tonight - if
you know what I mean." Will said.

"I appreciate that." I said. "Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow." Will said. I came back from the bathroom and climbed into
Will's bed without even thinking about it.

"Shit. Sorry. Is this ok?" I asked but I backed my naked fuzzy ass up
against his floppy, wet junk as he laid on his side.

"Don't want it any other way this weekend, Matt." Will said as he wrapped
his arm around me and we fell asleep.

___

Part 2: Saturday

Saturday morning's alarm came way too soon. The boy's matches were early
and we barely had time to brush our teeth and throw on some clothes before
meeting them down at breakfast. Will's curly hair was crazy mess without
his products to calm it down, and mine looked like a fauxhawk. Good thing
we'd each brought baseball caps for exactly this reason.

"You look hungover." Jake said to his dad. "You look even worse." He said
to me laughing.

"Dude!" Eric said. I wanted a dollar for every time He said that to Jake.

"Watch it, Jacob!" Will said sternly, completely unamused by the accurate
accusation. I caught his eye and just nodded a tiny bit and smiled. Jake
smiled back. I could tell he was excited to be in my confidence - like one
of the guys and not like a kid. It was something Will never seemed to
afford him.

"How were the movies?" I asked smirking. "They seemed motivating
yesterday. We're so proud of you."  I added trying to make it less weird
than it sounded after I said it out loud.

"We very much enjoyed them, Mr. Lombardi." Jake replied, intentionally
sounding like he was answering a question in class at Oxford. He continued
as though he was writing a review on Rotten Tomatoes. "The pacing was a
little slow in the second act, but it had strong character development and
an emotional story arc.

Even Will had to laugh at that.

"I concur entirely." Eric added in a terrible British accent. "Both of her
'characters' were very well developed." He smiled at his lewd double
entendre which was very out of character. Jake was starting to rub off. And
at the thought of rubbing off, I wondered if they'd jerked off together.

We were interrupted by our favorite waiter. It didn't look like this was
going to be his section. I wondered if he'd asked for our table when he saw
us.

"What will you boys have this morning? Dixon asked betraying no evidence of
our familiarity or naked encounter.

"They'll have a little hair of the dog." Jake said. Will didn't even bother
protesting.

"Was someone out a little too late? Get into any trouble?" Dixon asked
politely. "You two look a little...under the weather." He said
smiling. "Perhaps some corn beef hash or a nice sausage."

"Two bloody Mary's please." I said, making an executive decision for the
both of us.

"And for you sir?" He asked turning to Will. We all broke out laughing. It
turns out Dixon can be funny as well as sexy.

"Make it four" Jake said trying to be cool but knowing the request was
ridiculous.

"Two Cokes it is." Dixon said as though that's exactly what he'd
heard. Then he turned and headed into the kitchen.

"He's cool." Jake said.

"You're a smart ass." Will said to Jake but added a smile.

"Better than a dumb ass." Jake replied and we laughed again.

--

The boy's matches were in the morning so we went right from breakfast to
the stands in the adjacent convention hall. We met up with the guys from
the bar last night who looked equally tired.

"You guys look like shit." Scott said. He looked like he'd managed to
shower and shave. The rest of the crew looked as bad as we did.

"Scott apparently can drink his weight in beer and be no worse for the
wear." Tom said trying to sound like he was playfully kidding, but not
hiding his obvious annoyance. "I left right after you guys did. He came
back to the room at 2:30 AM. Two. Fucking. Thirty. And he wanted to rent a
porno. I had to threaten to unplug the TV." Everyone laughed except Tom who
clearly didn't find his weekend roommate funny.

"You guys watch a movie when you got back? You two bailed early." Scott
said to Will and me.

"Maybe." Will said. I just nodded and everyone laughed. Arnav looked
wide-eyed and uncomfortable. I hoped he wasn't offended.

We'd been in the stands for five of our team's matches when I felt my phone
buzz. I wondered who it was. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and
read. "I want to suck on your stiff cock." And then on a separate line,
"btw - I'm horny." I coughed in shock. I also got instantly hard. I didn't
recognize the number. It had to be Will obviously, but I texted back. "I
think you have the wrong number." Just to be sure. I heard that tiny
vibrating noise next to me. It was in Will's pants. I laughed out
loud. We'd exchanged numbers but I hadn't made him a contact yet and hadn't
noticed he'd had his phone out. I texted back. "You may." And then added,
"btw, nice use of btw." Will read it and smiled without looking at me.

"The wife texting you, buddy?" Scott asked. Scott was obnoxious - one of
those guys who peaked in high school and was undoubtedly a dick then too.

"Yeah, she misses my dick." Will responded. A surprisingly lewd and snappy
comeback from Will. He was definitely loosening up.

"I just got the same text from her." Scott said back, busting his balls as
he broke out in laughter. No one really laughed with him. Someone needed to
punch him. It looked like Tom might volunteer.

Sadly, Will was out of snappy comebacks. He stood up and left without even
saying anything to me. I hoped he wasn't going to let Scott's assholery
drag him down.

I watched half of the next match and my phone buzzed again. "Lobby
restroom. Last stall. ASAP." I got hard again. I'd just calmed down. I
casually untucked my shirt and said, "excuse me, guys" and headed out. It
was a bummer waking up so late. I missed our morning activity and was
wondering how long I'd have to wait to sneak some fun in today.

I texted "On my way. Almost there." I reached the restroom. There were only
a couple of guys standing at urinals. I went to the end of the long row of
stalls. Just as I was going to grab the handle, the door opened and Will
quickly pulled me in. He immediately dropped to his knees on the cold tile
floor and started unbuckling my belt. I ran my fingers through his curly
hair and rubbed his strong shoulders and the hair on the back of his
neck. He pulled my pants to my ankles and dove down on my cock. I moaned a
little too loudly. He looked up at me with a concerned look on his face. I
mouthed. "I'm sorry" and he went back to his job. He held my tight ball
sack and grabbed his own dick to start stroking. I pumped between his wet
lips. It took less than ten minutes for me to nut a big wad into his
mouth. I loved looking down at his bearded face as I watched my balls hit
his chin and my stiff cock pulse into him, feeling the long jets of jizz
stream from my piss slit. He closed his eyes, stroking his own cock faster,
and moaned quietly until I was done cumming.

Then he stood up and our boners met. He hugged me so our cocks slid against
each other and he pressed his slippery lips to mine and slid his tongue
into my mouth. I tasted my own cum and dropped to my knees to return the
favor. Will leaned back against the wall. He unbuttoned his shirt as I took
him in my mouth and started sucking hard on his beautiful, long cock. His
precum tasted so good and his balls were smooth and warm in my hand. I spit
in my other hand and slid it between his legs and up his ass crack to his
hole. I felt him push out, letting me slide it in easily to finger fuck him
as I bobbed up and down. I was getting more skilled, taking him down to the
base so his bush scratched against my nose. I could smell his pheromones
since he hadn't yet showered. His masculine scent was like its own cologne
and made me start to bone up again. I was engrossed in devouring him and
lost track of time. Suddenly I felt his cock surge and felt his nuts
tighten and I braced for his first shot. It did not disappoint. He erupted
into my mouth, squirting several ropes in quick succession. He grunted and
then bit his lip to silence the remainder of his orgasm as he held my head
firmly against his pelvis and bucked the last of his load into my mouth.

We hadn't spilled a single drop of semen on the tile and we had managed not
to attract any attention.  Now we just needed to effectively escape from
the stall. There must have a break as the restroom was suddenly much
busier. We were safe as the stalls had actual walls and wooden, louvered
doors that went all the way to the floor. We waited out the rush by making
out with our pants around our ankles and our wet cocks mashed against each
other. I felt like I was 16, sneaking around and throwing caution to the
wind in service to anticipation and horny excitement. The risk was
thrilling and getting away with it was exhilarating. I hadn't felt this
alive in years.

I snuck out first when it was noticeably quiet. I headed back to the stands
and took my same spot with the hangover crew. No one seemed to notice. Will
texted, "thanks for the Jizz." A few minutes later He came back from the
opposite entrance and sat next to me again.

"You go to send a dick pic to the wife?" Scott said, giving Will shit
again. I hated guys who called their spouse, "the wife" like it was 1950.

"Yeah, she sent me a nice shot of her wet pussy back." Will responded,
noticeably annoyed and apparently having grown a bigger pair while he
sucked me off. "She told me to tell you, Shari called her to go to a
Chippendale show because she wanted to see a real man for a change."
Everyone laughed, mostly in shock as ball-busting was not typically in
Will's wheelhouse. Now it was Scott's turn to be speechless. Shari was his
wife, who always seemed a little out of Scott's league. He either made a
lot of money or was hung because he didn't deserve her. Tom reached across
me to give Will a high five behind Scott's back. It occurred to me that we
were no more mature than Eric and Jake and their buddies. Maybe worse.

I needed a mint. I could still taste Will's cock and smell his cum in my
nose. I tried not to speak and decided to go for a beer if the bar was open
before noon. Thankfully it was. I got Will one too.

___

Eric's match was a tough one but he managed to squeak out a win by one
point by almost pinning his opponent. His arm pit was drenched when the ref
raised his hand as the victor. He'd worked hard for that one.

After another hour it was Jake's turn. He had a great first take down and
had his opponent on his back early on but shot his energy wad too early. It
was clear he was tired by the end and lost his match. He threw his head
gear to the floor and stormed off the mat. His coach had to send him back
to shake his opponent's hand. Will was both sad for him and embarrassed by
his poor sportsmanship. I completely understood. He'd come out fighting and
I'm sure felt he was the better athlete. I hoped he'd cool down and not be
a sore loser, partly because I knew it might ruin Will's day.

Will stood up and said, "I need another beer."

"You got it, bud. I'm so sorry that didn't go like we wanted it to." I
replied.

"Mind if I join you?" Tom asked.

"Absolutely." Will said already sounding a little better.

We had two beers each at the bar and mostly listened to Tom complain about
Scott like a catty junior high girl talking smack about her best
friend. "He fucking rubbed one out just sitting on his bed watching a skin
flick Thursday night. He goes, 'I'm too fucking horny. You don't mind, do
you?' and before I could object, he just whips it out and starts going at
it. Jesus Christ! What the fuck? You know what I mean?"

"Wow. What an asshole." I agreed half-heartedly as Will kicked me under the
table. For about the tenth time in three days, I couldn't believe my luck.

Then Tom lowered his head and whispered, "the guy's got a fucking horse
cock though, holy shit. I always wondered what Shari saw in him."

I busted out laughing. "I literally just said to Will he's either rich or
hung. Still don't know how she puts up with him."

"He made some racist comment to Arjun too. What a dick." Tom added. I
didn't even want to know what he'd said even though I could tell Tom wanted
to tell the story.

"How did you end up sharing a room?" I asked. "I thought you were friends."

"Fuck, no. Same as you two. Nick and Aaron are best friends and asked if
we'd switch. I reluctantly agreed just for the kid's sake. I end up
spending way more time than I'd like with them already. Shari's great
though." Tom said.

After another beer I was feeling a little buzzed and Will seemed more like
himself again. Then Eric and Jake came in the bar looking for us for
dinner.

"Hey, buddy. How you doin'? Will asked Jake.

"I'm ok...now. I should have won that one. Not sure what happened. Off my
game. I'm ok. We just wanna order pizza and hang out and watch movies and
play cards again if that's ok." Jake said.

"Ok. You sure. We can take you out and distract you." He said and was
obviously both sympathetic and relieved Jake was no longer being a sore
loser.

"Yeah, we'll be fine. Eric wants to chill anyway and not eat much. He's
nervous about the finals tomorrow." Jake said and Eric nodded.

"Great job, by the way." Will said to Eric. I concurred and gave him a big
bear hug.

"I'm so proud of you for working so hard and staying so focused." I said.

"Yeah, great job!" Tom added. "You buying the next round?" He joked. The
boys laughed.

"Only if we get to stay and have one." Jake said.

We gave the boys some cash for pizza and they took off for their room.

"They're good kids." Tom said. "I gotta go take Aaron out. He wants real
Thai food in the big city. I'm just happy he's ok hanging out with me
still."

"You're a lucky man. You did something right." Will said. Tom smiled and
slapped more cash than was necessary on the table and followed the boys
out.

"So." I said, sipping the last of my pint. "Saturday night in the
city. Just the two of us." I paused.

"What kind of trouble should we get into?" Will added smiling.

"We could...go out...somewhere." I said slowly, not sure what Will would be
up for, but hopeful Jake's loss hadn't dampened his earlier playful mood.

"Somewhere...like where?" Will asked, innocently.

"We could get some food...and go to a club maybe." I proposed.

"A club?" Will asked, smirking. "Did you want to see someone dance maybe?"
He started to laugh.

"I do." I said laughing back. "Is that bad? I kinda wanna see what it's
like. I can't go to a place like that at home."

"It does seem like this is an opportunity we won't get again; at least I
won't." Will said.

"We're talking about...Cell Block, right?" I asked in a whisper just making
sure I wasn't misunderstanding. Will laughed even harder.

"Yes." Will said and chugged the last third of his beer in one gulp. The
man had learned how to open his throat. Then he looked around to make sure
no one could hear him. "Let's go watch go-go boys in jock straps. Let's let
our freak out before we have to go back to real life."

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