My Freshman College Roommate
Please donate to nifty.org to ensure they can maintain the site and the quality content we all enjoy.
Thanks for reading. Let me know what you think.
Chapter 14: Las Vegas Day 2 - The Pool & Spa
I woke up sort of sprawled on top of Ray. My face was plastered against his shoulder, my arm was across his back, my left leg was up on his ass, and my morning wood was rammed against his ribs. I was drooling on his back. It was embarrassing. I woke up horny as usual and the feeling of my leg against his fuzzy butt cheeks was making my dick ooze. I wanted to climb up on top of his back and the thought of Kevin and Tyler watching me mount him was too much to take. I wiped my spit off of Ray's shoulder and slid my hand down his back and into his crack. I quickly found his little pucker and began massaging his hole with my wet middle finger. Then I slowly climbed up on top of his back and nuzzled my nose into his curly blonde hair and pressed my lips against his neck. He smelled like sweat and sex and Polo. I spread his legs apart with my knees and started to grind my wet cockhead against his hole. Ray arched his back a little and turned his face back further so our mouths could meet. Hopefully his morning breath was cancelling out mine. He tasted good to me. He reached back and ran his fingers through my dark hair and pulled my face into his more aggressively.
We both glanced over at our roommates to see if they were awake. Sadly, our potential audience was still sound asleep. Both of them were lying naked, face down on top of the covers.
Ray brought his finger to his lips to make the "Shhh" gesture and then pointed over at them and switched to making his hand into a cylinder. He pumped his hand to his mouth indicating the gesture for blowjobs and grinned. I knew he was making an effort not to giggle out loud. I nodded and hopped up off of his back and held out my hand to help him up as well.
We walked naked and hard to the end of the bed and gazed at their firm, athletic bodies. Tyler's was smooth and tan with firm dimples on each side of his round ass. Kevin was also smooth but had a crack full of dark hair that looked wet with sweat. His long dong was aimed down between his legs, which were spread wider than looked comfortable. All you could see of Tyler's junk were his hairless balls. I was behind Tyler and Ray was behind Kevin. Ray gave a nod and climbed on the bed, grabbed Kevin's ass cheeks, spread them apart and dove his face into his sweaty crack. I took that cue and did the same to Tyler, who jumped awake as I grabbed his globes. He turned his head in shock and anger and then immediately smiled and calmed down as he realized what was going down. Kevin on the other hand still seemed out cold. Tyler moved his head over and stuck his tongue in Kevin's ear until Kevin moved to swat him away.
Ray and I continued our work, licking their holes and playing with their balls from behind. Eventually Tyler rolled over and spread his legs for me. He wanted some head and I wanted to give it. Ray and I serviced our new buddies' morning wood for another ten minutes or so until they both blew hard in our mouths. Ray got up on his knees with his hard on pointing straight up and leaned over to kiss me with his mouthful of jizz. It was a great way to wake up. As we casually stroked our dicks assuming we'd be getting our poles waxed next we heard a knock at the door.
"Holy fuck!" Kevin whispered. "You two get back in bed. You're still asleep. And lay some farts down if you got 'em. Cover up the smell of sex in here. I'll get the door."
Ray let loose a gang buster of farts. So did Tyler. I let one rip too. We all giggled muffled laughter into our pillows. The room was disgusting in just a few seconds. We all climbed back to bed and I put my head under the covers. Ray farted again, forcing me to come out for air. Fuck.
There was pounding again on the door. Kevin had grabbed one of the hotel robes and went to the door.
"S'up Dude?" He said after opening the door a crack. Kyle pushed the door open and bound into the room.
"Jesus H! Did someone take a dump in here? What the fuck? You guys reek!" Kyle said turning up his nose but laughing. Ray farted again and we all busted out laughing together. Kyle had just noticed Tyler's jockstrap on the floor by the TV and made a quizzical face.
"How was gambling last night?" I asked with my face still buried in my pillow. "Did you win enough to buy us breakfast?"
"I did alright!" Kyle replied. "Maybe I'll buy you guys some beers later."
"Excellent!" Tyler chimed in from under his blanket. "What's the plan for the day?"
"Dad and Ken want to go to New York New York to their sports betting room. They have a gigantic screen. But we want to go swimming first. Are you guys up for it? Meet us down at the pool. If you get your asses down there in twenty minutes, I'll buy you a beer. 21 minutes and the next 'round's on you."
"Sounds good, Bro." Kevin said while sitting on the toilet with the door open.
"I mean it - 20 minutes." Kyle said. Then he sniffed the air and made a gagging face and left.
"Do our window open?" I asked.
"Nope." Kevin yelled from the bathroom and then flushed. "Who's next on the can? Let's get our suits on - Kyle wasn't kidding about the 21 minutes thing and I'm not buying you fuckers a 'round."
"Goddammit!" I said as I stared into my suitcase.
"What's up?" Ray asked. "Did something leak into your bag?"
"No, I forgot to bring a swimsuit. Man! Now I'm gonna have to buy one here and they're probably like a hundred dollars." I said, freaking out a little at my dwindling budget.
"No worries, Mark. I brought three. I hate swimming in damp suits. You can wear one of mine." Tyler offered.
"Really?" I said, noticeably relieved. "That's so awesome! Thanks a lot, man! I'll get you some beers."
"Wait 'til he sees what he's wearing." Kevin said to Ray, smirking. Ray looked confused.
Tyler tossed me a small, white piece of fabric the size of a washcloth with a drawstring. "Here you go, man." I caught it and opened up the wad of nylon. It was a white speedo. Tyler smiled and Kevin started laughing hard. Then Ray saw it and giggled like a ten-year old.
I'm sure I looked horrified. A Speedo was bad enough, but white? When I wrestled in high school, I always felt sorry for the poor guys who's team colors were white and some other color and whoever ordered the singlets didn't think through the implications of what your junk looks like in tight white nylon. "Seriously?" I said.
"What?" Tyler said without any irony.
"Is White the only color you have?" I asked.
"Yeah, why? What's wrong with white? It was my high school swim team color. All my swimsuits are white." Tyler said.
I looked over at Kevin, like 'how is this possible?' and he looked back at me sympathetically and shrugged. "Ty likes to advertise." He said, smiling.
"Oh. I get it. Marky Mark does not want everyone to see his funky bunch." Tyler said laughing. You got a nice package, Bro. Show it off, man! Plus, it's Vegas. Go big or go home. Or in your case, go medium or go home." And he laughed again.
"You all should just be thankful I'm not wearing a Speedo." Kevin said as he pulled on his board shorts.
I think we all were a little thankful for that.
Ray pulled on his shorts and Tyler and I pulled on our matching white speedos. He looked cool in his with his tanned skin and buff, hairless torso. I looked ridiculous. My black pubes were visible through the fabric and the size of my balls made the edges of the suit pull away from my legs so you could see some of my hairy scrotum, not to mention it was obvious I was circumcised and my dick practically stuck straight out over my tight sac. Ugh. Oh well. I was never going to see any of these people again.
We made it to the pool in 19 minutes. Kyle actually timed us. He had preordered our beer though which was waiting at the deck chairs they'd snagged for us all together. I pulled off my shorts to reveal my Speedo and it was as if I'd stripped naked. The shit I got was painful. Then Tyler pulled down his shorts and it started all over again because we matched. Tyler seemed not to care at all, but I was hung over and cranky about it.
A couple of beers and some long, smiling looks from some bikini clad hotties and I'd completely gotten over my self-consciousness. After being in the water - which felt fantastic with 106 degrees in the sun - my Speedo was essentially see through and with my slick wet hairy body and stubbly face, I was getting longing looks from both men and women. I was starting to feel downright cocky.
We played a round of pool war - where we battled with guys on our shoulders and were quite the spectacle in the center of the pool. Tyler was on my shoulders. I have a low center of gravity and we easily won, even against Kyle and Ray. I could feel Tyler's crotch against the back of my neck. He'd reach down to grab my pecs for balance and I'd reach around and grab his hips to keep us upright. It was making me horny and when I got out of the pool my cock was definitely full and a little chubby. Everyone's seemed a little more plump. I guess it was the wet, clingy suits. People stopped and stared as we all walked out of the pool and grabbed our beers. The pool was filled with the beautiful people and we seemed to have made the cut.
We'd ordered lunch delivered poolside and a third round of beers. We had lubed each other up with plenty of sunscreen but I could tell I was getting a little crispy. Everyone wanted to go to the sports betting place. I didn't want to spend all my gambling money yet to make sure I still had some for the night. Thankfully Tyler said, "do you wanna stay at the pool? I get enough sports betting at home, but this pool is amazing. I don't want to leave yet."
"Yes, holy shit - I'm so glad you said that. I don't think I have enough gambling funds for tonight and don't want to blow it all this afternoon." I said.
"Awesome! Thanks! You need me to do your back again?"
"Yeah - thanks!"
We just relaxed in silence for a while. I was happy to not be making small talk. It was a little weird to have had Tyler's cock in my mouth and his ass in my face, and not really know him very well. The sun felt great, though and he seemed very chill and easy to be around.
"I think I need a break from the heat." Tyler said opening his eyes and squinting in my direction.
"You wanna go back in the pool? I'm up for cooling off." I said. "I love the feeling of baking in the sun and jumping in the cool water for a few minutes. I could do that all day."
"Me too, but I think it'd be better if we took a little break from the sun. We could go in and come back out a little later." He said. Then he leaned over toward me and whispered in my ear, "are you horny at all?"
I had my arms up behind my head and his face was close enough that I felt his breath against my pit hair. Then he moved a little closer and actually brushed his nose in my pit and whispered again, "unless you snuck off to rub one out quick, you must really need to get off after working me over like that this morning. You never got to cum."
That made blood rush to my cock and I was rock hard in just a couple of seconds. I quickly raised my knee up to hide it and put my left hand in my lap. Tyler glanced down, saw my boner stretching across my right thigh in the only patch of fabric available to hide it in the Speedo, and smiled at me. "You feel like getting into some trouble?" He asked.
"You wanna go back to the room?" I asked, assuming I'd understood his intention.
"That'd be fun, but I was thinking of something more adventurous. Wanna go to the spa?" He asked. "They have an awesome spa in this hotel with a sauna, steam room, hot tub. It's beautiful. It seems like we should take advantage of it."
I wasn't exactly sure what he had in mind, but I was horny as shit and it seemed like a big locker room, so sounded fun. "Lead the way, Ty." I said, not sure if calling him Ty was too familiar. Then I remembered the dick sucking again and figured I could call him whatever I wanted.
"Ok. Here's what you should do. Kevin and I have done this before. It's like a fun game. We're gonna see if we can find someone to play with in the spa. It's separated by gender so it's all guys - away from their wives and girlfriends. I'm gonna go in now. Wait about ten minutes and then you go in. Strip down to just a towel and come to the steam room. We don't know each other. Got it?" He said like he'd hatched a plan to infiltrate the KGB.
I felt a little confused and nervous but excited. "Ok." I said. "I'll see you in there."
"You better wait til that thing calms down." He said, glancing down at my dick.
"Agreed."
--- I opened the glass door to the steam room and peered inside. I'd never been in a steam room - our gym only had a dry sauna. It was at the peak of steaminess. I couldn't see anything but felt the presence of others and knew I wasn't alone.
I waited inside the door for a couple of minutes until I could see enough to find a seat and see if Tyler was actually there. The room was long and narrow - only about four feet wide in the middle with two tiers of bench seats on either side, all covered in white ceramic tile.
I'd found a seat on the upper bench while making my way through the fog and sat naked on my towel since sitting bare-assed on wet tile seemed gross. After the air cleared a little, I could make out how many guys were there. Tyler was almost straight across from me but on the lower bench. He was sitting naked on his towel too. His legs were spread - wider than looked comfortable - and his arms were spread out and resting on the bench behind him.
There was a guy who looked Greek or middle eastern behind Tyler and to his right toward the door, and an older, pudgy man with white hair on my side near the door about eight feet away. Just to my right, where the benches made a "U" shape, was a white guy on the lower bench who looked about 40. He had a receding hairline but was otherwise good looking and pretty fit for his age. He had a closely cropped beard and light brown hair that probably used to be blonde and a lightly hairy chest. His towel wasn't really wrapped around him but was covering his crotch. He looked like somebody's dad and a little like my high school coach.
The door opened and a tall muscular black guy walked in. He stepped up on the lower bench and sat just to my left - almost directly across from Tyler. He pulled off his towel and folded it neatly before sitting naked on it. Damn. Another example of the stereotype proving to be true. His caramel-colored cock was fat and long enough to have flopped over his balls onto his towel.
I couldn't help but stare at Tyler. He was brazenly showing off his beautiful body. I looked around and noticed that the black guy and the coach guy had their eyes glued to him as well. Tyler liked the attention. At least his dick did. It started to gradually elongate and hug the side of his inner left thigh. It took less than a minute for him to be at full mast with cock standing straight up, just throbbing out in the open. He pretended not to notice.
I got a nearly instant boner watching this happen but by contrast, I was embarrassed and put both hands in my lap and leaned over to hide it. I looked at the other guys. They were staring, wide-eyed.
Tyler casually lowered his left arm, reached down to fondle his nut sack, and then causally wrapped his hand around his cock without looking down. He was staring into steamy space but his eyes were on the door. His hand slowly started moving up and down and on the upstroke he let his fingertips play with his cockhead almost absentmindedly.
I glanced over to my left and noticed the black guy was also hard now and stroking his dick as well.
'Holy shit', I thought. Tyler wasn't kidding about how easy it was to get strangers to play along. I looked to my right and coach guy now had his hand over his lap as well and looked uncomfortable - boned up and embarrassed. I knew the feeling, but when I glanced back at Tyler, he smiled at me and gave me a nod. I'd forgotten I was part of this plan.
No one knew me here. I was suddenly aware of how horny I was and became much more emboldened. I leaned back and spread my legs a little. I ran my fingers through my hair which exposed my dark pits and my fat boner to my neighbors. Then I reached down and started jacking off - and at a pretty aggressive pace. I could feel my low-slung balls bouncing on the towel.
The coach dude finally pulled back his tented towel and exposed his boner too. It was short and of average girth but had a huge mushroom head that flared out away from the sides of his shaft. He slowly stroked his hand up until his cockhead rested on his fingers and he squeezed. I saw the drip of precum ooze out and I leaked too as my mind started fantasizing about tasting him. I wanted to feel that fat head leaking into my mouth.
Suddenly the Arab guy stood up and said, "for fuck's sake!" in an irritated British accent and walked out, taking some of the steam with him. The pudgy white-haired guy followed him. It was just the guys with boners left.
We all openly jacked for another couple of minutes and then Tyler stood up and walked across the middle to the black guy. He reached out and grabbed his long black slab of meat and started stroking it. The black guy smiled and shifted back on the bench. Tyler bent over and took him in his mouth and started slurping. He was uncut. I was envious. He was used to Kevin's big cock, so the size was not a problem. After a few bobs, he had the whole thing down his throat. He knew what he was doing.
I looked over at the dad/coach dude. He had lust in his eyes but also seemed nervous. I stepped down and stood right in front of him with my hairy boner just inches from his face. I tried to look innocent as he looked up into my warm brown eyes. He reached out and cupped his hand under my big ball sack. They were loose from the heat. It made me feel more vulnerable, but I was the one in control. I bent my knees a little and moaned and let him pull me to him by my nuts. I love having them fondled. He was very gentle. Then he bent forward and put his lips around my cock and slowly slid more of my shaft in.
"Oh, Fuck Yeah, dude." I said.
He was sucking hard and it felt great. There was a little bit of teeth and he gagged when he got halfway down. That made me think this was pretty new for him but he was eager too. He was jacking his cock fast while he sucked me which was really hot to watch - knowing my dick and my body were making him so horny. He didn't know me, so it was just about how hot he thought I was. I'd never felt objectified before and it was a big turn on.
I pulled out of his mouth and climbed up over his lap with my knees on either side of his hips. I pressed my boner against his hairy stomach and sat down until I could feel his fat cockhead. It felt so soft and wet against my anus. I pushed a little harder and slid my hole all around on it like I was doing a lap dance. I was so horny I was actually considering just letting him impale me, but then I came to my senses and thought, I can't take that giant cockhead as my first one. He'd rip me apart. Plus, if I was gonna give that up, it only seemed fair that Ray should be the one.
I wished Ray was here playing too. Although it was liberating being with guys I didn't know. It was just about dudes getting off.
I pushed forward and let his cock slide up the back of my crack and sat down further feeling his stiff boner push straight out and his big dad bush tickle my nuts. His slick shaft felt so hot sliding back and forth along my sensitive hole.
I put my arms around his shoulders like I was his prom date and kissed his neck and earlobes and felt his scruffy beard against my face. He moaned into my ear.
"You remind me of my high school wrestling coach" I whispered in his ear.
"I'm married." He said, as if that was an appropriate response. "I've never done this before."
"That didn't seem like your first time with a dick in your mouth." I said. "And you seem really horny for this."
"Well...I did some stuff in high school." He said. "You're so hairy; it's hot. Reminds me of my buddy back then."
I was flattered that I was turning him on more than Tyler, who seemed like the hotter of the two of us. "Your cockhead is fucking hot. It's huge. I'm gonna have to suck you now." I said and precum oozed out of my dick onto his chest.
"Ok." Was all he said, but I could tell he could hardly wait.
"Does your wife suck your cock?" I asked as I backed up and got down on my knees on the wet tile. I almost backed into Tyler who was still working hard to make Mr. black dude cum.
"Only on Valentine's Day and my birthday." Coach dude said, "and she was never very good at it."
"Well I hope this makes you happy then." I said just before dropping my head into his lap and feeling that bulbous head stretch out my mouth.
It was cool. Very different from the others I'd had. It filled my mouth. It was fun to wrap my lips around his shaft and milk him, pulling up until my lips were around his ridge and then swirling my tongue around it and sucking hard. I figured that must be what he liked, if he'd done that to me.
He was moaning and squirming on his towel. His cock got harder and his head flared out even more and I knew he was getting ready to cum. I grabbed his balls and gave them a tug and he let loose. His head pulsed and he unloaded several long streams of jizz into my mouth. It was a lot. It had been a while for him, I think. His cum was salty but also sweet. I grabbed my cock and started stroking again. I lifted my head up and stuck out my tongue and then swallowed and dove back down to clean up what was left dripping out. He inhaled deeply as I did and held my head down on himself until he was too sensitive to keep going.
The black dude said, "hell yeah! That looked like it felt good."
Coach exhaled and just said , "yeah...it did. Damn. Been a while for me." Then, predictably, he got up and grabbed his towel to leave. As he made his way passed me, he leaned in and kissed me on the lips and groped my meaty, furry ass which surprised me, and he whispered, "thanks, Buddy" like he was back in high school. Then he was out the door.
I stood behind Tyler and slid my fingers down his slippery wet crack. Everything was slippery and wet. I was horny as fuck and needed to enter something warm and tight. I shoved a finger in his hole and he moaned on Mr. Black's cock. Then I licked two fingers and stuck them in. Mr. Black watched me as I grabbed Tyler's hips and aimed my boner at his hole. Just as I started to push, the action apparently sent him over the edge and he grunted loudly and dumped his creamy load down Tyler's throat. Tyler's knees went weak and he kneeled on the lower bench pulling away from my cock.
Mr. Black stood up, grabbed his towel, and started for the door. Tyler turned around, wrapped one arm around my neck and gave me a kiss full of his cum. It was hot making out for a second just covered in slippery wetness inside and out. Just as Mr. black reached for the door, it swung open and four big burly dudes all laughing and yelling came in. They hadn't seen our make-out session - they were staring at the black dude with the engorged cock sticking straight out at them. They went silent for a second while Tyler and I quickly grabbed our towels and followed him out. These dudes didn't look like they'd be up for play time.
I followed Tyler into the sauna. We sat on the hot dry wooden benches holding our towels over our still rock-hard boners and relaxed for a minute.
"That worked out pretty fucking well, I'd say." Tyler said leaning over at me quietly.
"I can't believe you were right. That was so easy. And so hot. The heat and the moisture were starting to get to me though; it feels good in here. I need to jump back in the pool though." I said.
"Yeah that would feel great. I need to rinse off in the shower first." Tyler said.
"Yeah me too. I hope they're private. I need to fucking cum, Ty. I'm about ready to suck or fuck anything that comes near me right now."
"You can't fucking waste this on jerking off, dude. You've built up the mother lode of edging. I was totally ready for you back there. Let's get to a shower stall, Bud. I'm open for business."
I followed Tyler through the shower area - still holding my towel in front of me because my cock would not deflate. I'd been waiting to pump out a hot load since this morning and had been taunted by people making me even more horny all day. I wasn't gonna last two minutes, but I didn't care. I needed to f u c k - right now!
We found the shower stalls. They were technically private but the frosted glass walls only came down to your knees so it was really obvious if there were four legs in a stall. Whatever. Didn't care at that point. I pulled Tyler into the stall and pushed him up against the wall. I didn't even latch the door; I just threw my towel over the top of it. I got up behind him so my boner was lined up with his ass crack. I wrapped my left arm around his torso, found his right nipple and flicked it with my fingertips. I reached around with my right hand and played with his stubbly blonde bush before sliding my palm down over his plump cock and grabbed his balls. I grabbed his ear lobe with my lips and whispered, "bend the fuck over."
Tyler arched his back pushing his smooth, firm ass harder against my cock. I leaked a stream into his crack and ground into him. "Fuck, yeah, Bro. Pull those ass cheeks apart for me." I said, loud enough that the guy in the stall next to me could have heard.
"Shouldn't we turn the shower on?" Tyler asked.
"Nope. Don't want to wash away the lube." I said as I got on my knees and dove my mouth into his hole, slobbering as much spit as I could into him. As I sat on my heals, I could see the hairy legs of the guy showering to our left and saw a new pair of legs walk into the stall to our right. Damn. I was going to have an audience - and an anonymous one. My cock surged. Tyler's hole was wet but not slippery enough yet. I pushed the pump handle on the conditioner bottle that was mounted to the wall until a generous amount filled my palm. I brought it to Tyler's crack and slathered his hole with it, pushing my fucker finger easily all the way in, to my knuckles. Nice. Then I shoved two fingers in and pumped in and out to loosen him up.
"Umph." Tyler grunted. "Fuck, yeah. Do it...C'mon, man. I want it."
"You want my fat cock?" I said, definitely loud enough for our neighbors to hear.
"Here you go, Buddy." Tyler said as he bent completely over. His back was against the tile wall under the shower head. He grabbed his ankles and looked up at me. "I wanna watch you fuck me."
The guy to our right hadn't turned on his shower yet. He'd squatted down to put his shampoo bottle on the floor and peeked his head under the wall. I smiled at him and winked. Then I grabbed Tyler's hips and pushed my cock into his slippery hole. I heard the guy groan. He got up, I assumed a little freaked out, and turned his shower head on, but then got back down and sat on his feet and leaned over to watch the action.
Tyler turned and could look him right in the face, upside down. "You should see this guys cock." He said to me. "Holy shit. It's massive." I could only see his knees but could tell by the shadowy movements he was jerking off.
I was unbelievably horny. I was loud and didn't care who heard me. I thrust into him and watched my sweaty black bush bang against his crack. "Fuck. I need this so bad right now."
"Damn, dude. Your big tanks are swinging. So hot, man." Tyler said as he stared up at the site of my boner going in and out of his hole. I wished I could have had that view too.
The guy to our left shut off his shower and appeared to be drying off. A minute later, he left the stall and instead of heading back to the locker room, shifted over to our stall and pushed the door open. I turned to look at him. It was the dad/coach guy. He stood and watched me fuck Tyler from behind. He entered the stall and I felt his hand on my furry ass. His other hand reached down between my legs and groped my sack. It tugged back a little as I thrust. He leaned over my shoulder to watch. That was all I needed. I love my balls played with. I grabbed Tyler's waist and slammed myself against him as I felt huge ropes of cum empty into him. The guy to our right shot his load too. He'd leaned forward and shot onto both of our feet. Then he got up and began to shower off.
I pulled out and stroked the last of my cum load onto my fingers and pulled them up to lick it off. The dad dude was boned up behind me stroking his cock.
"You want sloppy seconds?" I asked him as I back away and leaned against the door. Tyler walked his hands up the wall until he was bent at the waist with his hole even closer to the guy. My jizz was dripping out of his open pucker down the back of his tight nut sack.
"C'mon, mister." Tyler said. "I need more."
"I can't." He said, but he moved slowly toward him.
"I know you want to, Coach." I said in his ear. "You know you want to. It's tight and wet. Just like a pussy. Only this one wants your cock. Go ahead. Go put your cock where mine was."
Then he did it. He stepped up to Tyler's ass and just slid his dick inside. "Oh, my god." He whispered as he easily bottomed out against him and put his hands on Tyler's back and slid them up to grab his shoulders.
I watched that wide, flared cock head stretch out his hole. He pulled all the way out and then pushed back in several times in a row. Then started to hammer him harder. His belly was making wet slapping sounds as my jizz oozed out around his boner. His big bush was getting matted with sweat and cum. My cock started to plump up again. I was still pretty horny. I moved around and got on my knees and started sucking Tyler's cock as he got fucked. It was hot having his dick just automatically thrust in and out of my mouth as he got pumped.
"Fuck, yeah. I'm gonna cum." Tyler said as he raised his head and arched his back. He unloaded into my mouth. Exactly what I wanted. More tasty jizz. As his cock pulsed, I knew his hole was gripping coach's rod. It was too much for him. He grunted and shot his second load of his spa trip. He bent over Tyler's back as if spent. I wondered who he'd come to Vegas with - his wife and family - work colleagues, buddies? He had a big secret to keep from them now. One that he was not going to be able to stop thinking about.
"Damn, dude. You really fucking needed it today." I said finally standing up.
"Yeah." Both coach and Tyler said in unison. We all laughed. Tyler stood up and I saw a stream of white cum run down the back of his leg. Coach dumped a big load again.
"You have no idea." He said. He grabbed his towel hanging over the wall, wrapped it tightly around his waist so his still-plump cock made a nice, pert bulge and gave us a little salute as he stepped out of the stall and walked away. "See you around, boys."
Tyler and I finally turned on the water and showered up.
"Wanna go back to the pool or head down the strip to that betting room to meet those guys?" Tyler asked.
"Let's go sit in the shade by the pool again. We've got all night to gamble with them. I feel like I can finally relax. Good call on the spa, by the way." I said.
"I figured you'd like it." Tyler said, smiling and we pulled our speedos back on headed back into the sun.