Hank turned and slid under him and started sucking his rigid dick, while Phil was working on me. Phil was moaning and groaning around my dick as Hank worked on his. He finally mumbled, "I'm cumming," around my cock, and he sent me over the edge then, and I started filling his mouth as he started filling Hank's. It must have been quite the sight.
He collapsed on the bed after that and said, "I can die a happy man now!" I laughed.
Hank lay beside him, with me on the other side, and we just held him for a bit. I couldn't imagine living a life without Hank, and wondered how many other Phils there were out there?
That made me want to do something, so I rolled over and kissed Phil on the lips, long and hard. When I was done, I saw moisture in his eyes. "I have never kissed a man before." He looked at me and said, "Thank you." It did my heart good to see his reactions.
I thought, maybe we should start a service for the Phils of the world. Fulfill your fantasies, explore a college student! And that made me mentally shake my head and laugh.
Hank rolled up onto his elbow and asked Phil, "Any other fantasies you have? We are here for you, but I have to say, I have learned a great deal about older men, and men with even more hair than my brothers and I have!"
Phil started to say something, and then shook his head. Hank pressed him, "What? Nothing is off limits. You can ask for anything." He was nodding his head as he said it.
Phil started again, but closed his mouth and shook his head. "Come on, you can tell Hank! After all, I have seen you naked, touched the majority of your body, and you have pretty much explored mine as well. What could you possibly ask that would embarrass you or me?"
Phil looked up to Hank and then over to me. "Would you, ah, fuck me," he said, his voice tapering off at the end.
"It would be so hot!" Hank said, enthusiastically.
Phil's ears reddened, but he smiled. I grabbed the lube and began applying it to Phil's hole. He moaned as I worked it in and around. Hank let him play with his cock until he had it up and ready to use on Phil.
Hank proceeded to give Phil the ride of his life. Phil wanted to sit on Hank, but Hank was pounding his ass so hard, it was difficult for Phil to maintain a position. He went at him doggie style and, then finally, face to face.
Phil couldn't keep his legs in that position too long, so Hank switched around to what we called the scissor kick, laying on his side. Phil had one leg between Hank's legs, while Hank held the other one up.
Phil was panting, moaning, and yelling for Hank to fuck him harder! I really wanted to get some shots of this, but didn't think Phil would appreciate it. Finally, when I could tell Hank was getting close, he must have concentrated on Phil's prostate, because Phil began thrashing around, and I could tell he was going to have one of those anally induced orgasms!
He began gasping and Hank began deep penetrating thrusts, and I knew it was all going to blow soon. Hank started his low moan and let it build until he and Phil were both saying, "I'm cumming!"
Phil sprayed a lava flow of thick white cum, and Hank pushed deep inside him to release his. Hank gave him two or three deep pumps, and then smiled.
Phil got his breathing together and said, "Oh my blog! That was incredible! I have read about it, dreamed about it, tried dildos, but nothing ever was like that! Fucking blew my mind!"
Hank reached down and scooped up a bit of Phil's cum and, feeding it to Phil, said, "Looks like it blew more than your mind!" and he gave his usual laugh. I loved him for that!
Phil lay there for a bit, and Hank and I climbed in next to him. I think he would have spent the night with us, and that would have been wild. I realized he was as old as, if not older, than my dad. Wow!
After almost dozing off, he looked at the clock and said, "Oh, shit! I have to get going!" He jumped up and tried to find his clothes and get into them. He seemed a little bit embarrassed now, being naked in front of us. He turned his back to put on his underwear. How cute was that!
When he was dressed, he came over and looked us up and down once more. "If you guys are ever over by my office and feel the need to relieve yourselves, just drop in!"
We did a group hug and we all were a little misty eyed as he opened the door, waved and left. Hank closed the door.
We both said at the same time, "That was a very fun thing to do!" We laughed.
I was bushed. I took a leak, brushed my teeth, and then headed over to the bed. Hank checked his mail, then relieved himself, brushed his teeth, and then climbed into bed with me.
He gave me a long kiss, and then he spooned behind me after turning off the lights. I lay there for a bit, listening to his breathing. I couldn't imagine not being able to love Hank and having to live a life without him. I wondered if Phil had a Hank when he was younger.
I smiled at that thought and drifted off to sleep.
Hank woke me in the middle of the night. He said I was tossing and turning, fighting him. He said I was moaning and all. My dream flitted away, and I thought I must have been dreaming about going to jail or something. That is what I was worried about when I woke up.
When I told Hank, he was sorry all over again. He was feeling so bad about the joke that he had pulled. He pulled me close and held me tight until I drifted off to sleep.
And then, next thing I knew, he was waking me again and telling me it was time to get ready for our run, and that we were going to meet Drew and Will down stairs. And here I was with a nice piss hard on, and was hoping to have some fun with Hank!
I got up and drug myself into the bathroom. I splashed some water on my face, and then moved over to use the toilet. I had my eyes closed and was keeping them closed, until the flow started, and then I would aim.
Hank caught me off guard when he grabbed my hips and said, "Don't miss!" He laughed and smacked my ass. "Aim that thing!" he said, giving my dick a bounce, "otherwise you are cleaning up the mess!"
I stood next to him then and he began to pee, and then I started. He played swords with my stream until he had me laughing.
He flushed the toilet when we were done, and pushed me back into the room, tossing clothes at me.
As always, I had to stop and watch how Hank put on his shoes. I loved the one legged stand and balance as he pulled on the other shoe. No wobble, nothing! Sturdy as a rock! The muscles in his leg were well defined as they held him in place.
Then he switched and did the other leg. He saw me looking and said, "What?"
"I never get tired of seeing you do that. I could never do that and I always envied the few guys that I saw do that!"
"You can do it!" Hank said, and stood there and looked at me. "Go ahead!"
I hesitated, but he insisted I try. Balancing on one foot was hard enough, but bending over while lifting the foot was impossible! Hank held me a bit to steady me, and then let go. The foot I was standing on wobbled back and forth as I tried to keep my balance. I managed to get the shoe on before falling over. He gently laughed, but then said, "Keep practicing, you'll get it."
When we were dressed we headed down stairs, and Will and Drew came out just after we did. Will said, "Had a difficult time getting him up and ready this morning," ruffling Drew's hair. Drew blushed again, and I noticed his elfish ear again.
Will held up his hand, as if to shield his words from Drew, and said in a stage whisper, "I really think he had morning wood and was embarrassed to get out of bed!"
"Will!" Drew said, as he blushed and looked at the ground.
I looked the two of them over. Will was definitely the athlete of the two, as evidenced by his tone body and good definition. Drew looked like he had a naturally tight body, but not nearly as defined as Will's.
Drew was clearly embarrassed by Will's comment. Had it struck too close to home?
"Okay, so where do you guys run?" Will asked, bouncing on the balls of his feet, eager to get running.
Hank outlined the course, but said we would stay together, as he was working with me on improving my stride and my stamina. I gave a shy smile.
Drew looked at me, and I wondered if he thought Hank was trying to allude to something else.
Hank led off, with Will right beside him, and me on the other side. Drew ran behind us to begin with. After the first time of warm up, Hank pushed the pace a bit.
I can't talk and run at the same time. I am a one at a time sports kind of guy. Drew seemed to be the same way. I dropped back and ran beside him. Hank and Will chatted it up while they ran, trading athletic histories and high school information.
About 2/3 of the way through the run, Drew was struggling to keep the pace. I stayed with him. Will looked back over his shoulder and saw that I was with Drew, and started pushing the pace.
I think he was competing with Hank and wanted to see if he could beat Hank. Hank stayed right with him. Their lead stretched away from us. Drew wanted to stop, but I said, "Let's keep going, I'll slow down a bit, but it is better to keep running."
Drew nodded, and stayed with me. Eventually, we reached Hank and Will. They were both sweating profusely and catching their breaths. I asked what happened and Hank said, "Asshole here thought he could out run me, and really started pouring it on. I had to show him that I could take it and more, until we were both going balls to the wall and about to kill ourselves!" He was laughing, and so was Will.
"So who won?" Drew wanted to know, as he held his side and took in deep draughts of air.
They both laughed and Will said, "It was a tie, by mutual agreement."
Hank continued, "I told him I wasn't going to let him win and I knew he felt the same, so why didn't we just declare a tie and not kill ourselves!"
"I agreed!" Will said, and followed up with, "I think I have my match as far as running goes."
Hank laughed. We were all dripping wet. Will told Drew how well he had done, and Drew beamed. No puppy love there, I thought. Yeah, right!
Hank told them we would grab our stuff and meet them in their shower room. We could continue talking and then head down for breakfast together. I wondered what Hank had in mind by having us go upstairs to their floor.
When we were back in our hallway heading to our room, I asked, "So what's up? Why the group shower?"
"Don't you want to see Will and Drew naked?" He laughed and added, "I think Drew has a thing for Will, but is afraid to admit it to himself, much less to Will. So I thought I would force them to shower together, and we could watch the reactions, and maybe add a little bit of play!"
"You are an asshole, you know it!" I said, as we entered the room and gathered up our shower stuff and a change of clothes. I raced Hank up the stairs, but it was no contest, with him leaping 2 and 3 steps at a time. Fuckhead!
Will and Drew were just arriving at the shower room when we did. Just like Hank, Will was not shy about stripping down and standing around naked and talking. I had learned, and was not as self conscious as I had been, but Drew was turning his back and taking his time as he stripped.
We headed into the shower and each of us took a separate shower head, and began to rinse the sweat off. I took the opportunity to check out Will. And like Hank, he had a nice thick dick, but, unlike Hank, his crotch was covered in tight blond curly pubes. There was a very dense amount of hair, especially when compared to Hank's and my recently shaved crotches.
Will must have noticed, because he said, "You guys either have awfully short pubes or you have been shaved recently."
I then caught Drew checking out what Will was talking about. Hank stepped a bit out of the spray so that his crotch was even more exposed. "Yeah, we had them shaved for a photo shoot we did, and now it is growing back in." He laughed, "But Kyle's is a bit slower and less dense than mine."
After I smiled to hide my chagrin, Hank continued, "And didn't you get shaved since I was last shaved? Wasn't there that night.." He let it hang, and Will laughed at the look on my face.
"Kinky dudes! Who would have known?" Will said, turning back under the spray to rinse off the soap on his face and upper body.
Drew was being quiet, but I watched and saw him looking at Will after having checked us out. It was like he was drinking in the view. I don't think he was even soaping himself up; he was so occupied with studying Will.
"Hank's brothers shaved him before he left for college, so he actually got a head start on me!" I said, not letting Hank have all the fun teasing.
Will wiped the water off of his face and said, "What?" Drew also looked over to Hank. He glanced from Hank's crotch to his face.
"Yeah, it's been a tradition since the first brother left for college. They think it helps break the ice if there is something about me to get people laughing and draw attention away from being unused to everything that is going on around."
"Does it work?" Will asked, as he started washing his stomach, butt, and then crotch. I could tell he was of the 'school of top down' scrubbing, as well.
Hank smiled that smile that I love so much and said, "Well, I think it was one of the things that got Kyle so riled up when we first met. He couldn't imagine having anyone shave him there." He smiled at me and continued, "I think it was one of the things that got him talking at the beginning."
"So you decided to give it a try as well?" Will asked.
"Well, sort of. I don't think the first time that I had much choice in the matter. Hank had two or three of his friends help him shave me."
"Well, it helped you make friends, didn't it? And I don't remember you fighting it too much!"
He laughed, and went back to his own cleaning.
"Maybe Drew should give it a try and then he might make more friends as well!" Will said jokingly.
Drew blushed and put his head under the spray and turned his back to us. I think the talk was getting to me, so I wouldn't be surprised if he wasn't swelling a bit. I had checked him out and, while he had blond hair, his crotch was light brown wiry hair that sprouted around a cut cock that hung nicely over two well displayed nuts.
"Just kidding, roomie!" Will said, reaching to turn Drew around.
Drew turned around at Will's insistence, but didn't say anything for a moment. Then he said, "Did it hurt?" and continued, "Weren't you afraid that they would, you know, nick something?" He took some soap and started lathering up, not looking at me while he waited for my answer.
"Well, it didn't hurt, but yes, I was scared shitless about some guy holding a razor to my most sensitive parts!" I rinsed my upper body and added, "But the worst was when I was shaved with a straight razor! Wow, I was afraid to breathe while the guy was working on the hair at the base of my cock!"
Hank laughed and said, "Well, at least he had something to hold on to, because you were rock hard as well!"
"Asshole!" I said, and threw water at him.
We went back to washing, with Hank telling other stories of his brothers' antics.
The showers were off and we were drying, when Drew moved up close to me and asked in a whisper, "Were you really boned up when the guy shaved you?"
"Well, wouldn't you, if someone was playing around with your dick?" I asked, covering my head with a towel, allowing him a few moments to survey my body. I had caught him doing the same to Will when will was drying his hair.
Before anyone could begin to get dressed, Hank said, "Hey, you guys ever walk back to your room without getting dressed?"
Will smiled and said, "You mean with just a towel wrapped around your waist?"
"No, I mean towel over the shoulder, shower stuff in one hand, just walking bare ass back to your room."
Will laughed and added, "That would be wild!" He was thinking. "We used to dare each other in high school to walk out of the locker room into the gym like that. It was wild!"
"So you up for it?" I knew Hank was making fun, trying to use two meanings for `up'.
Will laughed again and said, "Sure, why the fuck not!" He gathered up his stuff and said, "And if they don't like it, fuck `me!"
I looked at Drew to see his reaction, and thought I saw a look of horror pass across his face. But I guess he thought if his room mate could do it, he had to try. He couldn't be the only one that didn't do it.
We gathered up our stuff, flung the towels over our shoulders, and headed down to their room. We met some guys from their floor on the way to the room, and Will greeted them, "Hey guys, how they hanging?"
One guy was dumbstruck, but the other quipped, not as low as you are, obviously!" We all laughed at that, and then went on down the hall.
In their room, Will said, "Man, that was wild!"
"You should try streaking the quad!" I said. Drew's mouth dropped open. He was looking for clothes to put on.
I could tell who's side was which. Will's had ribbons and pictures of him in various uniforms, and other sports figures. It was neat, but it wasn't as precise as Drew's. Everything was at right angles to each other on his desk, and there was only one picture sitting on his desk, that being of his parents .
Will sat down on the bed and asked, "So you guys do that a lot on your floor?"
Before Hank could say anything I said, "Hank practically stripped me in the hall the first time!"
Hank laughed and said, "I didn't hear you complaining!"
"Do you guys ever get hassled because of your relationship?" Will asked, becoming a bit more serious.
I let Hank take this one. "Every once in a while we hear `fucking fags', but for the most part people here are pretty accepting." He looked at me and rubbed my stubbly head.
He laughed then, as if remembering something, "And judging from some of the reactions we get, some of the guys want to know what it's like or might even want to give it a try!"
"Really?" Drew asked, joining the conversations.
"Sure, college is a time of experimentation, stretching the boundaries of your life, finding out how everything works and feels," Hank said expansively.
I saw Will do a quick look at Drew, and wondered what was going on in his head. Drew had pulled on his tightie whities and was looking down at his feet as he held his shorts in his hands.
I sensed the tension, and started asking them about the latest action flick, and Drew opened up - talking about the movies he liked. We proceeded to get dressed, although Will was the last one dressed.
We went down stairs for breakfast, and Drew was surprised when Hank picked out my breakfast for me. "He's trying to get me to eat a healthy and balanced diet." I smiled and looked at Hank. "I am getting the hang of it, but it is still nice when he does this."
Drew looked up at Will. Will looked at Drew and said, "What, you want me to pick out your breakfast, too?"
Drew blushed and Will chuckled a bit. "I do think we could both work on that a bit more. Let's get what Hank has put on Kyle's plate and give it a try.
There was more small talk during breakfast. Will confirmed the time for the photo shoot tomorrow night, and I thought I saw a worried look on Drew's face.
We agreed to meet in our room and then head out for dinner tonight. I again wondered what Hank had on his mind.
Once we were away and walking to class, I asked him about it.
"I think Drew is head over heals over Will, and I think we should provide the opportunity for them to see where it goes. I don't think Will would be averse to experimenting."
"Matchmaker!" I said,
"Asshole!" he said.
"Fuckhead!" I countered, and wondered what Hank had in mind, and how this was going to play out? I mentally shook my head, and thought that Drew's life was about to change. But was it for the good or for the bad?
Thank you again (as always) for your emails with comments, suggestions and photos, they are all appreciated. Harryrod575@yahoo.com. Thanks again to my editor Jere.
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