Our Son's College Tournament: Chapter 10
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Chapter 10: The Morning After
Part 1: Daydream Believer
"HOLY SHIT!" Leo blurted out. He was lying in bed naked with a stiff erection: stiffer than usual. He woke up way too early. He had wood, like every morning, and rolled onto his back and reached down to scratch his sweaty balls and give his boner a few tugs. His cock was a little sore, but he couldn't help himself and his mind immediately started replaying the events of the night before at Cell Block.
He'd had much more liquor than he should have last night. He'd needed some liquid courage to climb into the cage and then more to feel comfortable. He still felt a little buzzed and was even more horny thinking about it all. He decided he couldn't wait until Eric was up and gone to the field house to get off.
Last night was crazy. Nothing like that had ever happened before. He'd been with a lot of girls this school year so far, since he broke up with his high school girlfriend when school started, but those were always in his room or theirs after a party. Fucking a girl, he didn't even know in the bathroom at a club - the same bathroom he'd jerked off in with a buddy - was insane. The fact that he'd actually touched the guy's dick, a guy who liked guys touching his dick - was even crazier. And that dick. Holy shit. Aaron's dick was bigger than anybody's he'd ever seen in real life - and he knew a couple of guys in the high school locker room that were pretty well endowed, but he'd never seen any of them hard.
As Leo stroked his boner he had a strange mix of being extra horny thinking about the feeling of that giant cock in his hand - and jealousy that his no longer felt as impressive. Every guy wants a bigger dick, he thought - well maybe not Aaron. Leo had always loved his dick and had never really thought about needing a bigger one until last night. Gina - the bachelorette's bridesmaid - seemed to like it just fine, though. Maybe girls don't really like them when they're THAT big.
The sheet was rubbing against his cock head as he jacked off under the covers. The extra stimulation had felt good when he first woke up and started to stroke, but now, it was too much stimulation, and it was also getting hot and sweaty underneath his covers. It was irritating him. It had to go.
Eric was sound asleep. He seemed restless. He was buck naked and had kicked his covers off during the night and was lying on his stomach. His round, hairy ass cheeks were covered with sweat. He was probably wrestling someone in his dream, Leo thought.
He felt like it was safe to kick the covers off. It wasn't like it would be a big deal even if Eric woke up. They'd gotten to the point where they both knew they jerked off every day - at least once - so it didn't really matter.
Eric felt like his brother. He was closer to Eric than his actual brother who was only 18 months older. It had amazed him how close they'd gotten after just the first few weeks of school. They had so much in common. He trusted Eric more than even his childhood friends from home. He and Eric had never intentionally decided or planned to jerk off together, but they'd caught each other, or just not stopped when interrupted, pretty regularly now.
He kicked the covers off and spread his legs apart and put the bottoms of his feet together - his favorite position for this activity. He'd noticed it was Eric's favorite too. Maybe it was everyone's. Other than catching his brother once when he was 16, he'd never seen anyone else jerk off, so he didn't really know. He had seen some jerk off porn though back when he was 13 and he wondered how to do it.
The cool air on his junk felt good. He closed his eyes and pictured Gina's ample tits as they bounced up and down as she bounced up and down on his cock.
Eric rolled over on his back. Leo instinctively raised his knee up to hide his junk, thinking Eric was waking up. Leo glanced over when Eric made a strange moan, but he was clearly still sound asleep. One arm was down at his side, the other was up by his head. Leo's eyes got wide as he noticed Eric had a huge boner. He hadn't really noticed how thick Eric's cock was. He was rock hard: so hard that his erection was hovering just above his wide bush and happy trail and was twitching with his pulse and his breathing. His balls were loose and hung down between his hairy legs so Leo could barely see them at this angle. He knew they were big though. Eric always had a noticeably fat bulge creating a dark shadow between his legs in his trunk style briefs when he lounged around the suite at night with no pants on.
Leo tried to look away. He'd been conditioned his whole life to know it was wrong to stare. He looked at the ceiling instead and tried to return to his fantasy of reliving his restroom fuck.
He couldn't do it. He had to look over at Eric. He'd never just been able to openly stare at one before. The fat head of Eric's stiff cock was purple, and he could see the subtle color change of his shaft where he'd been circumcised. Then he pushed his own boner straight up toward the ceiling with his thumb and examined his own scar. He wondered what it would feel like to have foreskin. Now that he was at the University, he saw many more uncut guys in the team locker room. He was curious what it felt like. Those boys bragged that they had extra nerve endings that made sex better - another reason for Leo to be jealous of other guy's dicks. He knew girls liked his version better though. He started stroking again, watching Eric's cock twitch.
Eric's eyes were moving under his lids. He was dreaming. Leo wondered what he was dreaming about. Was it a sex dream? Eric had to be so incredibly horny by now; it had to be a sex dream. He just kept stroking and watching and thinking about everything that had happened in that bathroom.
--
"Hey Babe, what are you doing?" Eric said as Lana climbed up on his bed and sat at the foot, straddling Eric's shins and holding him in place. Eric was lying in his bed in the trunk style briefs that he lounged in when he studied. He only wore pants when he had to. He'd been trying to read his English assignment: Of Mice & Men.
"Tan let me in. I came because I just can't wait anymore." Lana said and slid her right hand up Eric's thigh and under the leg opening in his briefs. Her tiny hands brushed against his balls and then she grabbed his flaccid penis. Her hands were cold.
"Babe! What the fuck!" Eric said. "Don't fuckin' tease me. I just got one more day."
"I can't wait." Lana said and crossed her arms in front her and pulled her tight tee shirt off. Then she stood up on his bed and slid her Adidas shorts off, so she was just standing over him in her bra and lacy thong. She moved her bare right foot over his crotch and tapped his junk which had already started to respond to the view. "Wake up, Harry!" She added, using the nickname she used for Eric's dick because he was intentionally lazy about trimming his dense black pubes - an oddly defiant decision given she'd said she preferred he be more manscaped.
"Babe. C'mon. You know we can't yet."
"You mean 'won't'."
"Don't you want me to win?" Eric pleaded. He'd reached down to adjust himself as the sight of her beautiful body continued to arouse him.
"Your mouth is saying 'no', but Harry is saying, 'yes'." She said. Then she reached between her breasts and unhooked her bra and let it fall to the bed at Eric's feet and then stepped out of her thong. Eric was now staring up at her bald pussy and perfect C cups. He loved the view of the underside of her breasts. He wanted to cup his hands under them. Her nipples were hard and pointing straight out. He wanted to tease them with his thumbs as he held her tits in his hands.
"Fuck." Eric said and closed his eyes.
"There he is!" Lana said as Eric's stiff cock fully tented his briefs. She ran her big toe along the underside of his hard shaft through the fabric. His flared, purple head started to poke out past the waistband and leak. The days of buildup had accelerated his response time.
"Fuck." Eric said again as he tossed the book to the floor and hooked both thumbs into the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down and off. He lowered his knees again to expose his thick, hairy boner. Lana loved his hairy body. He looked so much more like a man than these hairless college boys that looked like they were still in high school. She just wished he'd trim his pubes, so she'd have an easier time giving him a blow job. It didn't stop her though. She pushed his legs apart and sank to her hands and knees and took his cock head in her mouth.
"Oh, Fuck!!" Eric moaned as he looked down to watch her long, dark hair rise and fall over his torso. If he was going to give in, he wanted more than a blow job. "Stop!" He said. Lana stopped and looked up at him.
"You gonna cum already? I'm not surprised after waiting so long. You must be-" she said but Eric cut her off.
"Fuck me!" He said sternly. His raging hormones had taken over. Lana looked surprised but she smiled. "Right now! Fuckin' ride me. I want your cu-...pussy. Right now."
Lana smiled and climbed up on top of him. She dragged her wet pussy lips along his shaft until her slit was at his fat, purple head. "C'mon. Do it. Fuck me!!" Eric said with desperation, pushing down on her hips. She kissed him and slid her slippery twat down onto his hard shaft. "Oh my god!!" Eric moaned. "Yes! Yes! Fuck me. I can't believe I'm finally getting this."
"Me neither." Leo said, popping his head around her shoulder. He appeared to be naked or at least shirtless. He was holding Lana's shoulders from behind.
"Lee! What the fuck!" Eric said. His tone was mostly just shocked.
"You said I could join you?" Leo said. "I've wanted to fuck her since the first day of school. We all do. Shit, even girls want to fuck her." He added. Lana giggled and moaned and sat down hard on Eric's cock.
"Dude! What the fuck?!" Eric said. "I never said anything like that. Get the fuck out!!"
"You told me too, Babe. You don't have to be embarrassed. Three-ways are fun." Lana said. "Leo told me you jack off together every morning. So, I know you won't mind. He just gets my ass. Nobody get my pussy but you, Babe."
"What the fuck?!" Eric protested. His cock was so hard though. He was somehow relieved she was saving her pussy for just him. He had fantasized about a three way with Leo, just not with Lana: before there was Lana. It was back when Leo was getting laid all the time at the beginning of the year and he hadn't hooked up once yet. He wanted to join in on Leo's escapades.
"I'm good with it, Bro!" Leo said. "I'm good with just the ass, Bro. It's sooo fine. Then he disappeared behind her, and Eric felt the little facial hair on Leo's chin on his balls. Leo was eating her ass. Eric hadn't even eaten her ass. That seemed gross with his balls right there. He couldn't believe Leo was down there. Lana kept fucking him. He felt close to cumming but he just couldn't get there. It was frustrating. Then Leo was behind her. He was fucking her ass. Eric wanted to be able to feel Leo's cock inside like he had when he and Jake had fucked Meghan together. That had been so hot. It felt like those times when Jake had jumped on his bed during their sleepovers and ended up jacking their cocks off together in eighth grade...and ninth...and even later a couple of times for old time's sake.
"Yeah, fuck her." Eric heard himself say. "Fuck her hard. I wanna feel it." Lana squealed with pleasure. They kept fucking. Everyone was moaning. Leo was behind Lana's back. Eric couldn't really see him.
"This is so awesome, Bro!"
It was Jake's voice. Leo was suddenly gone. "What the fuck??" Eric said.
"Tan let me in." Jake said.
"Fuckin' Tan." Eric mumbled.
"Jake told me about your special skill." Lana whispered in his ear.
"Dude, what the fuck!!?" Eric said. He wanted to cum so badly. He was bucking up into her.
"I think it's so hot, E." She whispered in her low, husky voice. "I want you to show me. Whose big cock do you want?"
"I don't want anybody's. I just like my own." Eric said.
"You want my cock, Bro?" Leo asked. He was now sitting on his bed stroking. He stood up and walked over to the edge of Eric's bed. He was wagging his boner just inches from Eric's mouth.
"He's already had mine." Jake said. "Bro, her ass is so fine. Can you feel me? I can feel your cock inside, Bro. You're so hard."
Then Eric saw Tan standing naked in their doorway. His shorts were around his ankles, and he was stroking his boner watching the action. It was huge. It looked like Aaron's cock when he was hard. Eric had seen Tan naked in the bathroom in the morning but never hard. He wasn't well-endowed, he wondered how he could possibly have a boner as big as Aaron's. Nobody's grows that much.
Eric looked back over at Leo's boner. He'd wanted to suck his own cock all week. He didn't want Leo's though, although there was precum dripping from the tip and he loved the taste of precum. Eric shook his head. "C'mon. Show me." Lana said. "Suck it." He shook his head again. "C'mon Baby. Suck it."
"YOU fucking suck it!" Eric yelled and then he felt the churning in his balls.
"Ok. Fine. Whatever." Lana said and she rocked her pelvis down, driving Eric's stiff rod into her, balls deep, and leaned over to take Leo's cock in her mouth. He felt her pussy squeeze him as she took Leo in her mouth.
"Oh, Fuuuucckkk!" Eric grunted as he finally felt himself shoot up into her snatch. He just kept cumming and cumming like his orgasm was never going to end. Lana moaned and pulled off Leo's cock to kiss Eric.
"HOLY SHIT!" Leo yelled.
That woke Eric up.
--
Leo watched as Eric began to breathe heavily in his sleep. His eyes fluttered and he was making quiet, whimpering moans. Leo continued to stroke his raging boner that ached from too much recent use. He spit on his hand to lessen the friction. Then Eric exhaled and Leo watched as his erection flexed up and jizz started spurting from his piss slit. His first two ropes launched like white strings across his chest, hitting him in the neck and clavicle. His cock jolted again and his third and fourth ropes shot up above his head, hitting his pillow and then landing in his dark hair.
Leo burst out with a laugh. "HOLY SHIT!" He yelled without thinking.
"What-" Eric said as he tried to get his eyes to focus. "Where's-?" He added, still confused.
"I hope you remembered that one." Leo said. "Jesus. H. I've never actually seen that happen."
"Huh?" Eric said, still groggy and unsure why Leo was still there but Lana and Jake and Tan had all vanished.
"I feel...kinda...I don't know...privileged." Leo said with his hand still wrapped around his cock.
"What are you doing?" Eric said once he noticed it was just he and Leo in the room and that Leo was openly masturbating. "Where did they go?" He added, still groggy. Then he figured out he'd been dreaming. He put his hand on his stomach and his fingers landed in a puddle of cum. "What the-? Did I-? No way!?"
"Way." Leo said laughing as he watched Eric figured out that he'd just had an explosive wet dream. "Dude, you should have seen it. You fucking launched that shit...like over your head."
"What? Really?" Eric said and he tilted his head back and then felt his head. "What? No way!" He added as he felt the sticky goo in his short curly hair.
"It's like Something About Mary, Dude!" Leo said, still laughing. "Damn. You're still leaking, Bro. You came so much!"
"Huh? You watched it? What the fuck, Lee?" Eric said. "What are you doing? Are you fucking jacking off watching me sleep naked?! What the fuck?"
"Shut the fuck up, E." Leo said, laughing. "You're the one over there buck naked, moaning and shootin' your load all over the room. I woke up horny and, Bro, I have a fucking right to be. You're not gonna fucking believe what happened to me last night."
"I can't believe I came." Eric said as he was finally awake enough to realize his body had betrayed his coach's instructions.
"I can't believe you came in your hair. If I hadn't had my hand full over here, I shoulda taken a picture."
"No, Dude - I came! I can't believe that. What's gonna happen now? I don't feel the same." Eric said with stress in his voice.
"Yeah, you probably feel fuckin' relieved. Your balls are going, 'it's about fucking time, Boss. How much bluer did you think we could get?" Leo said laughing, now just playing with the head of his dick with his fingertips. "You had navy balls, E."
"Navy Balls?"
"Navy Blue!" Leo said. "Super fucking blue. You can't do that to yourself. It ain't right." He paused and gave himself a few more strokes as if proving to Eric, one just needed to do required, routine 'plumbing' maintenance.
Eric finally laughed. "You're a nerd."
"Bro, I am so not a nerd. Seriously, ask me what I did last night."
"I already know what you did last night. You danced naked for a bunch for horny dudes. How did that turn out to be a good thing? Did one of 'em give you a blow job in the bathroom? Dude, that's just desperate. I can't believe you're bragging about that shit. It wasn't Santiago, was it?" Eric said, playfully. He was momentarily distracted from his anxiety about losing his testosterone edge and actually enjoying their banter.
"Fuck you, Bro." Leo said. "I fucked a girl in the bathroom. Twice. And, Bro, she was so fucking hot; you shoulda seen her tits, Bro. Perfect. I shoulda taken a pic of them too."
"Wait, what?" Eric said in disbelief. "This was at Cell Block? I thought it was all guys."
"No. Dude. Bachelorette parties, Dude. There were like three of 'em last night. Apparently, they love that shit. I don't get it, but whatever. They fucking all showed me their tits while I was dancing. I got a fucking boner - like right in front of everybody - and they-"
Eric interrupted. "I bet the guys loved that. Holy shit."
"They did actually." Leo said. "Bro, I made so much fucking money last night; you would not fucking believe it."
"Like, how much?" Eric asked.
"$640." Leo said. "Plus, the $150 from the club. That was just tips. And that was after I tipped out the bartenders. They make you do that. I don't get it, but whatever - it was still a shit load."
"No shit?!?"
"I know, right?" Leo said. "That's way more than I make on campus in an entire month. And it's all cash. Like no taxes or anything."
"Damn."
"Exactly." Leo said. "I kinda wish I could do it again."
"Really?" Eric said.
"Shit, I could just work like once a month and be set." Leo said.
"So...Twice?" Eric said as he looked over smiling at Leo.
"So hot, E." Leo said, and he continued to stroke at a faster pace. "I just keep playing it in my head like a porno. My dick's so fucking sore, but I can't help it."
"Damn."
"Oh, holy shit! I forgot the weirdest part though. Your fucking Dad walked in on me."
"What? Like while you were..."
"Fucking. Yup. Opened the door and just stood there gawking at me while I'm balls deep in her, just banging her against the wall. I'm not gonna lie, it was kinda hot getting caught, but then he just kept watching. Your Dad's a perv, Bro."
Eric rolled his eyes. "Oh my god. I'm sorry, Bro. Jesus. What the fuck? They're kinda out of control sometimes. It's like they're in junior high or something. Like they can't control it. Where was Will?"
"Oh, he just walked in a minute later - like your dad shut the door and told him about it and he just had to see for himself. So, he just watched me keep fucking her. Her name was Gina. I wish I could fuck her again. She's from out of town though. You shoulda seen her tits, Man."
"Yeah, you said." Eric said, now also fondling his flaccid dick and casually rubbing his jizz into the fuzzy happy trail. "Anything else happen? What was Jake up to? Did he get laid too?"
"Not sure. I didn't see him after we got paid. There was some guy waiting for him there. He goes here. I recognized him but don't know him. He was dressed as Thor - if Thor was like a Scottish country singer. Gina gave me a ride back here."
"What time did you get home?"
"3:15 about." Leo said. "We made out in the car for a bit when she dropped me off. I wanted to go again, but that would have been number five. That's a lot for me in one day. I figured it'd take a while to nut again, and she said her friends were freaking out that she wasn't back at their hotel yet. She just stroked me through my pants. I'm seriously so fuckin' sore."
"And yet you're still at it." Eric said smiling.
"I know. It's hurts so good though." Leo said, laughing again.
"Wait, five times? I thought you said you fucked her twice." Eric said.
"Oh." Leo said and blushed.
"Holy shit. You just blushed. What the fuck happened?" Eric asked. "Was she not the only one?"
"I was just counting rubbing one out this morning." Leo lied.
"That'd be four." Eric said. He swung his legs around and sat up on the edge of the bed. "What else happened?"
"I meant four." Leo lied again.
"Lee." Eric said, raising his eyebrow. "I can tell when you're lying."
"You can not."
"You're lying."
"Should I start calling you Poker Face?" Leo said, referring to the TV show in which the protagonist has a sixth sense about the truth.
"Dude, she's hot - for an older woman." Eric said.
"I know. Right?" Leo said. "I've knocked one out to her more than once. I want that red hair all over my stomach while she's blowing me."
"So?"
"It's no big deal. It's embarrassing." Leo said.
"How is your fourth load of the day embarrassing?" Eric asked.
"You can't tell anybody this." Leo said.
"Dude. You just caught me having a wet dream. How much more embarrassing is it than that?"
"More."
"I don't believe you." Eric said.
"You tell me what your 'special skill' is..." Leo said, making air quotes. "...and I'll tell you."
"Damn. Now you got me really curious." Eric said. "You start."
Leo hesitated and blushed again. "Ok. Fine. I was getting...you know...excited - while I was dancing."
"Because of the bachelorettes?" Eric interjected.
"Well, even before that." Leo said.
"Like, when it was just guys?" Eric said with more surprise in his voice than he intended.
"Uh...sort of, yeah. Like it was just hot being in my underwear and having everybody watching." He paused and then continued when Eric didn't freak out. "You know how sometimes just being naked can give you wood? Or when you know you're not supposed to?"
Eric nodded. Everyone has gotten random boners in places.
"It was like that. And once I started to chub up, I couldn't make it stop. That just made it worse." Leo said. "And guys were touching my legs and shoving money in my underwear...and-"
"Like a stripper?" Eric asked.
"Yeah. Exactly. It was cool." Leo said.
"You are kind of a showoff." Eric said, smirking. Leo blushed again. "Perv." They both laughed, nervously at first and then for real.
"You didn't...like, nut in your shorts, did you?" Eric asked, still trying to figure out what was so embarrassing.
"No!" Leo said. "Oh, fuck no...nothing like that. Jesus. That would have been really bad."
"So?"
"So we rubbed one out in the restroom." Leo said. "The employee restroom - not the public one."
"Wait. 'We'?" Eric asked. A look of panic crossed Leo's face. He blushed again and was silent. "Lee! What the fuck? You're confusing the shit out of me."
"I've said enough. You go." Leo said. It was Eric's turn to panic. He hadn't thought this out at all when he agreed. He spent what felt like several minutes trying to figure out a lie that he could say instead of having to admit to the fact that could suck his own dick.
"You gotta finish." Eric protested.
"Fuck that. What's your special skill?" Leo asked. Eric was silent now. Leo was now also sitting naked on the edge of the bed. His cock has deflated some but was still chubby. They were both a little distracted by the mysteries.
"I can't even do it anymore." Eric finally said, lying. He'd just done it last weekend - a self-suck fest before his week of abstinence. He'd done it twice in one day when he knew Leo would be gone, even after fucking Lana in the morning. His back had been so sore.
"Do what?" Leo asked. Eric was silent again. "What? This is stupid. What's so fucking embarrassing? It's not like you can blow yourself or anything. What is it?" Eric blushed and got a horrified look on his face.
"No. Way?" Leo whispered. "Oh, my fucking god." He paused and just stared at Eric. Eric looked down and then over at the door - anywhere to avoid eye contact and then his dick started to twitch and grow as he thought about doing it. Fuck. "Dude. You gotta fucking tell me about that. Seriously. Is that it? I can't fucking believe it. Dude! C'mon. I know that's it. You're getting a fucking boner thinking about it. Tell me!" Eric looked down and then grabbed for his blanket to cover his lap.
"Shhhh." Eric said. "Keep your fucking voice down."
"C'mon, E." Leo begged.
"You can't tell anyone. Seriously. Not a single living soul. Ever."
"Yeah, yeah. I get it." Leo said.
"No. You don't. I'd be a fucking laughingstock. No one. Ever. You gotta promise." Eric said. He couldn't believe this had gotten this far. How had he let this happen. He felt sick. He needed to feel good today: strong, aggressive, alpha. He felt none of those things right now.
"I promise. I get it. I swear." Leo said. "Now tell me. I'm not gonna lie, Bro. I've tried. Every guy has. You gotta know that's true. Dude, I'd never leave my room. It sucks you can't do it anymore. How long could you? When'd you start? Are you sure you can't? When did you try last? You're fucking limber, Bro."
Eric was starting to calm down. "Not since like, the end of senior year." He lied. "I've tried...a lot." Leo laughed. They both laughed. "I feel like I'm gonna break my back though. It was awesome - but now it freaks me out a little." He was simply remembering what his father had said about when he couldn't do it anymore. That made him picture his dad blowing himself. His cock twitched again. Leo noticed Eric adjust himself under the blanket.
"You're thinking about it again, aren't you?" Leo asked.
"I try not to." Eric said, really leaning into his lie.
"Did you...swallow?" Leo asked.
"Sometimes. Usually not. Tastes like shit." He lied again. "I mostly shoot on my face." He said, coming back to the truth. He loved blasting his face with jizz. Leo raised his eyebrow. Eric shook his head. "Shot. Past tense. Wishful thinking. It hasn't been that long ago that I could."
"So how does Jake know? I'm guessing he caught you some afternoon after school?" Leo said.
"You guessed it." Eric lied again. He remembered the two of them trying it together after school and then being excited to tell Jake he'd finally been able to do it. That gave him a warm feeling about Jake that had been absent all weekend.
"Lemme guess: Jake suggested you do him too...'cause it's no different!' " Leo said smirking.
"The first thing out of his mouth." Eric said and they both started laughing. Even though Leo didn't know him well, it didn't take long to know what Jake might do.
"So...back to 'we'." Eric said. Leo's face suddenly got serious. "Who'd you jerk off with?" He wanted to ask if it was a guy. It seemed like it had to be, or Leo wouldn't find it so scandalous. Leo kept silent. He looked at the door.
"Dude, you were literally just jerking off in front of me. What's the big deal?"
"Aaron."
"My Aaron?" Eric said. For some reason that made Leo feel better. He nodded.
"How'd that happen? He didn't come on to you, did he? That'd be weird. He's not into straight dudes - at all - and you're as straight as they come." Eric said. "Pun intended." He added and laughed. Leo exhaled audibly. He was so relieved Eric hadn't freaked out. In fact, he made him feel better about it all. Eric continued to stare at him though, expecting a response.
"Uh. No. He was the one that suggested it. He said I should take the edge off and then I'd stop getting boned up in front of everyone." Leo said.
"Solid advice." Eric said.
"But he left me in the restroom." Leo said.
"And you rubbed one out?" Eric said, now wondering why he'd admitted to blowing himself in exchange for a story about being told to go jerk off.
"Um...he was also really horny. Like...you know...visibly." Leo said.
"And?"
"And so I invited him in too." Leo said sheepishly.
"And?"
"And that's it." Leo said, knowing that wasn't exactly it but it was close enough for now.
"Ah...so you're freaked out at getting to see...'the monster'." Eric said, using air quotes and smirking. Leo blushed and nodded. "Pretty intimidating, right?"
"No shit! Seriously - he's in the wrong business."
"Yeah we've been telling him that since like, ninth grade." Eric said.
"So you've seen it...like, hard?" Leo asked.
"Shit, yeah. All the time. We all beat off in the locker room all the time. I thought everybody did until I got to summer camp in tenth grade. THAT was fucking embarrassing." Eric said laughing. Leo burst out laughing too - both at the image of Eric getting caught and ridiculed at summer camp, and at the immense relief he felt now. What happened hadn't been as weird as he thought - even if it was weirder than he'd just admitted.
"Have you ever touched it?" Leo asked and then instantly regretted asking.
"Aaron?" Eric said.
"Yeah. It just seems like a fucking baseball bat." Leo said.
"I actually don't remember. Honestly, probably, though. Seriously, we all jerked off after almost every meet or game. Baseball too, not just wrestling."
"Huh." Leo said, processing that.
"Seriously though. Don't tell anyone that. We didn't know it was weird at the time. We were just horny kids, you know?" Eric said, matter of factly.
"No. Yeah. I get it. This all stays in these four walls." Leo said. "So...do you remember your dream?"
"Kind of. I remembered more, right when I woke up. It's sort of faded now. It was fuckin' weird, though." Eric said.
"Like, kinky weird?" Leo said, fondling his dick head again as he sat on the edge of the bed.
Eric laughed. "You want me to tell you about it so you can get off?"
"Maybe. Was it hot?" Leo asked, now openly stroking again.
"To me it was. It was so real. A little fucked up too, though. You know how dreams are." Eric said.
"Is it better than porn?" Leo asked, smiling.
"You still gonna rub one out?" Eric asked.
"You know it." Leo said, smirking.
"Reliving last night?" Eric asked.
"Unless your dream is better." Leo said.
"You saw the results." Eric said laughing. Then he stopped and a look of anxiety crossed his face.
"What's wrong?"
"Just worried about my match now." Eric said.
"I think you'd have to nut about three more times today to make up for your blue balls, E." Leo said, completely dismissing his roommate's concerns.
"I'm serious." Eric said.
"I know you are." Leo said, laughing. "Seriously, you should go again. I'm sending you a clip. You're gonna love this hottie." His thumbs moved quickly over his phone screen searching Pornhub.
"Dude. Fuck off. I'm serious." Eric said. "I gotta shower."
"No shit. You don't wanna go hang with your coach covered in your own spooge, Dude."
Eric just sighed and stood up naked to grab his towel when both of their phones buzzed with a new text message. They looked at each other and then at their phone screens.
"What the fuck?" Leo said. Eric opened the message and sat back down.
"Bro, I'm no expert...but isn't this your dick?" Eric asked, glued to a video that had come in a text from Aaron. He'd actually recognized Leo's sneakers in the video. It was 37 seconds of Leo's thick boner sliding in and out between two round, smooth ass cheeks from behind. It was obviously a P.O.V. shot of Leo fucking Gina. Eric turned the sound up loud, so the room was filled with Leo's grunts, Gina's high pitched moans, and the wet slapping sounds of raucous penetration. Leo's thick black bush was matted with pussy juice. His balls were visible, swinging below. At one point his purple head popped out and slid up her crack a couple of times before he bent his knees to reinsert it. A long groan followed from both of them. It was hot. "So...THIS is definitively better than porn. I thought you said you didn't get any pics."
"I remember this now. Holy fuck." Leo said. "How did Aaron get this?" He was confused, but his cock wasn't. He was back to having a raging boner and was slowly stroking it again. Eric's prick got instantly hard again too. He spread his legs and bent over slightly to try to hide it, still resting his elbows on his knees and holding his phone with both hands to get a good view.
"I'm gonna find out." Eric said and hit the phone icon on the screen to make an actual live call. He couldn't remember the last time he'd used the phone feature. It had probably been to talk to his father. He hit the speaker button.
"Hey E! What's up?" Aaron said with a smirk in his voice as he answered. "You like the video?"
"The cinematographer had some issues with the lighting, but otherwise I think it's ready for your local multiplex." Eric said laughing.
"How...how did you get this?" Leo said, talking to Eric's phone but not taking his eyes off the video on his own.
"You sent it to me." Aaron said. "At...let me confirm...2:42 AM."
"Wow." Leo said.
"You don't remember?" Aaron said. They heard someone else laugh in the background and then whispering.
"Where are you?" Eric asked. "Who are you with? Did you hook up last night?" More giggling and whispering.
"Uh. Yeah." Aaron responded. Then they heard Aaron whisper, "stop! Seriously!" to someone in the background.
"Nice! That's all we get?" Eric asked.
"Just some rando. Some bartender." Aaron said.
"HEY!" They heard a voice protest in the background. A deep, masculine voice. Then more giggling.
"A very CUTE bartender." Aaron said.
"Sounds like it's still going on over there." Leo said, catching Eric's gaze. They smiled at each other and shrugged.
"It's been going on for...a long time." Aaron said.
"So loooong." The sexy baritone said in the background. Leo and Eric laughed. They both knew enough now to get the joke.
"He's found out just how lucky he is." Leo joked, both a little uncomfortable referring to Aaron's endowment, but also happy to be in this bro club that knows such intimate details about each other. It felt actually fraternal. "You gonna introduce us?"
"Sure. This is Brandon. Say Hi, Brandon." Aaron said.
"Hi Brandon." Brandon said. Leo and Eric looked at each other and rolled their eyes.
"Brandon from the side bar by my cage? That's Cool! " Leo said.
"Brandon wants to know if it's ok if he jacks off to your video?" Aaron asked. More whispers and Aaron yelling, 'ouch!' In the background as Brandon apparently punched him somewhere. Then they both started laughing. "Actually, he wants to ask forgiveness. He already did." More scuffling and laughter.
"Dude! You guys sound like you're still trashed." Leo said.
"Leo's doing it right now, too." Eric said laughing.
"DUDE!!" Leo said, trying to be angry but then he laughed too. "I am. I can't help it. It was so hot, you guys."
"They did it twice!" Eric said.
"Oh, I know!" Aaron said. "Listen to this text he sent with the video: " 'fucking right now, bro.' He actually typed 'ducking' though, like it autocorrected. Anyway: 'fucking right now, bro. Number two', and two is spelled, 'T', 'W', and then like fifteen 'Os' and then five exclamation points. Then he says, 'awesome pussy', but pussy is spelled 'P' and then five 'Os' and two 'Zs'. I think I translated correctly." He paused to laugh. "Then there were just some random letters and an eggplant emoji and eight water droplet emojis. Must have been a big load." He paused again. "Like how did you do this? Did you type this while you were fucking her? Or like, later in the car? You texted like, an hour later and just said, 'blue balls, with a 'Z' and a mad face. You're fucking hilarious, Bro!" Aaron said. "Good for you, though! Happy for you, Man! Excellent ending to the night for all of us. You made a shit ton of money too. Right?"
"Yeah. It was a good night. Who knew? I owe you one."
"We owe YOU, Man." Brandon said, now on speaker. "Let us know if you want to do it again sometime. The crowd definitely liked you."
"Cool." Leo said. "You going to the finals later?"
"Yup. Wouldn't miss it. Kick ass, E." Aaron said. "We got...some things to do over here." They giggled some more. "Later, guys!"
"Over and out." Eric said and hung up.
"So, you weren't very drunk last night?" Eric said, smirking.
"Maybe a little." Leo said, grinning big. Then he went back to watching the video and started stroking faster. "You're really not gonna join in?"
"Fuck no. I'm already worried. I'm gonna hit the shower." Eric said.
"Wait. Tell me about your dream. I'm gonna get the two for one here." Leo said. "I'm getting close already watching this."
"Huh?" Eric grunted.
"The video and the dream. Hurry. I'm almost there." Leo said. "This is right before I came, I think." He added, watching himself fuck.
"It was weird. You were in it, actually." Eric said.
"What? What the fuck? How?"
"I was fucking Lana. Well, she was fucking me - riding me. Then all of a sudden you were behind her wanting to fuck her in the ass, and-"
"I've never fucked a girl in the ass. Have you?" Leo interrupted.
"Dude, it was a dream."
"Ok. So we're both fucking her. I like where this going. Does this mean, subconsciously, you want to have a threesome?" Leo asked.
"No. I was pissed. Then, like, all of a sudden, everybody was in our room - like, Jake...and Tan was fuckin' jerking off in the doorway. It was fucking weird. You know how dreams are." Eric said.
"Dude, you got wood." Leo said, smirking. "You like it! You're a big perv like me! You like being watched." He kept stroking his cock. He was watching his video but glancing over at Eric who had now moved his towel in front of his junk. "Did I cum in your dream? A little friendly fire - like, right on your nuts from behind her. Fuck yeah, it's like this video is Lana now. Oh fuck. I'm getting really close, Bro. I'm getting close. I'm like right...there." Leo was pounding his cock hard and groping his ball sack. Then he grunted and stretched his legs out straight and moaned. "Ooooohhhhhh!! Ooooohhhhh! Oooohh. Fuck, yeah." He said as he exhaled. He was breathing heavily for a minute. Eric squeezed his boner through the towel. "Damn. Look at that. I'm tapped out. Just a fucking dribble down the back of my hand. I think it's time to reload the chambers."
Eric just stood staring at him. That was the boldest Leo had ever been. Eric's stiff cock ached for another round. "Fuck. It's gonna have to be a cold-ass shower now." He said and threw his towel over his shoulder and walked out their door to the bathroom.
Leo licked the jizz off the back of his hand. "Ack! What'd I eat last night?" He said out load to no one. He wiped the remaining semen on his thigh and set his alarm for 11:00 AM. Then he rolled over and hugged his pillow, trying to go back to sleep.
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Part 2: Brando's Bed
"They seem cool." Brandon said after Arron hung up with Eric.
"They are. I've been buds with Eric since like, third grade. And you met Leo last night."
"He was the jockeys guy, right?"
"Yeah." Aaron confirmed.
"He was hot." Brandon said.
"He plays lacrosse. All those guys are hot as fuck." Aaron said.
"Is that why you don't play?" Brandon asked. "Too likely to get boned up in the locker room?"
"Just like I how I got boned up in the locker room for your ass?" Aaron said smirking.
"That was my point of reference. Yes." Brandon said, smiling.
"That was just for you." Aaron said and leaned over and kissed him. They were lying naked in Brandon's bed. The sun was streaming in around the edges of his bedroom curtains, giving the room a hazy, warm glow.
Brandon was lying on his back with one leg stretched out and the other bent at the knee, giving his junk some room to breathe. His left arm was behind his head, exposing the short, straight, blonde hairs in his arm pit. His left arm was under Aaron's back and was casually rubbing his shoulder. He moved it up to run his fingers through Aaron's curly blonde hair. Aaron's face was up against Brandon's right pec, and he was playing with the short stubble of Brandon's blonde chest hair as it slowly grew back from shaving his body a few weeks ago. His leg was causally draped over Brandon's bent leg and his large, flaccid penis was against Brandon's warm thigh.
He was glancing down Brandon's body, watching his thick penis start to grow from the effects of his deep, wet kisses. He moved his face and flicked Brandon's right nipple with his tongue before engulfing it into his mouth and playfully licking the rigid little knob. He felt the tiny, prickly hairs on his soft lips. Brandon's prick continued to grow until it had swung around onto his trimmed bush and was pointed toward him. "Mouth or ass?" He asked.
"Hmmm." Brandon's considered his options. "Mouth first, please. Then I want to feel that big cock against mine." Brandon leaned his head down to connect his mouth to Aaron's. "Then your ass."
"As you wish." Aaron said in an exaggerated British accent as though he were Brandon's royal man servant. He had been far more his typical alpha-self last night when they had sex in the stock room at the club, but this morning, he was so happy, he'd decided to just do whatever Brandon wanted.
Brandon had, conversely, been happy to follow Aaron's lead last night when he'd aggressively started French kissing him in the beer cooler and then turned him around, kicked his feet apart, squatted down on the balls of his feet and started rimming Brandon's hole like it was his last meal. He wasn't sure how Aaron had managed to make his tongue so round and firm, but it worked to get his hole ready to be pillaged by Aaron's massive meat.
Brandon felt like he'd been impaled by a officer's night stick before realizing Aaron still had his fist wrapped around his cock as he was guiding it up his chute and he'd only taken half of it. Aaron released his hand and pushed the rest of the way in. Brandon saw stars as it felt like an entire fence post had been shoved up his ass. He'd moaned and arched his back to push Aaron back, only intensifying the feeling. Electricity shot through his entire body from his prostate. Aaron had been the only one who could ever make him feel this way. He'd missed their gym shower encounters. He didn't miss Jake though. Not that he didn't like Jake, but he'd assumed they were a couple - still a couple. He'd always wanted Aaron all to himself. Now he had him in his own bed.
This morning it was his turn to pillage Aaron. He took his arm from behind his head and pulled Aaron on top of him. they kissed for a while. Neither of them knew for how long but it was long enough that they were both very hard and frotting their cocks together until they were both leaking.
"I could cum just doing this." Aaron said.
"Me too. But don't."
"I wanna suck your cock but I don't want to leave your mouth. You're such a good kisser. Why didn't we ever kiss back then at the gym?" Aaron said.
"I hadn't really done that much. For some reason kissing seemed like the most...intimate thing you could do. It was like I thought I'm not really into guys because I don't kiss them." Brandon said. "I know that seems crazy."
"A little." Aaron said smiling. "I only ever wanted to be with boys as a kid, so it never occurred to me. I didn't get to kiss anyone until Jake though. The first guy I was with just wanted to get off." He added. "He was hot though, so I put up with it for a while."
"I thought you and Jake were a couple too so that seemed...off limits." Brandon said. "I remember you two kissing. It looked so hot. Hotter than with a girl."
"It is hotter than with a girl." Aaron said, smiling and kissing Brandon again. Then he lifted Brandon's arm and kissed his blonde arm pit and rubbed his nose against the little hairs and licked him. Brandon giggled and pulled his arm down and kissed Aaron again.
"Have you kissed a girl?" Brandon asked.
"Yeah. I had a girlfriend in junior high for like, a week. We went to the movies, and she wanted to make out in the back and I thought it was boring and was annoyed I was missing the movie." Aaron said, laughing. "Girls kiss me all the time at bars now though. They all think they have the hotness power to turn me straight or something or just think it's fun to kiss someone who isn't gonna try to get in their pants. They kiss each other for that reason too I think." He laughed some more. "What about you? This is still pretty new for you, right?"
"Yeah. Kinda. I had girlfriends in high school. I actually lost my virginity when I was 14, but then didn't hook up again until I was 17. Had a girlfriend freshman year of undergrad, but she dumped me for an art major. Weird motherfucker." Brandon said.
"So no hook ups after that?" Aaron asked.
"A few. Just one-nighter things." Brandon said. "Just a lot of this." He added making the hand gesture for jerking off. That seemed insane to Aaron given how handsome he was. Girls had to be throwing themselves at him.
"So when did you first start paying attention to guys?" Aaron asked, kissing his left nipple again and then the stubble on his chin.
"I guess freshman year, really. It was the first time I'd been around a bunch of guys in like, a living situation. I'm an only child so never had any brothers to hang with - so I thought that's all it was - just liking the camaraderie. Guys running around at night between the dorm rooms in just their underwear or loose shorts where you could see their dicks bouncing around. Sweats. Holy shit. I'd never noticed until then that sweatpants are fucking sexy as hell. I used to stand in front the mirror tying and re-tying the drawstring on my sweats to show off the perfect bulge."
"Totally. Nothing hotter than guys in sweatpants." Aaron agreed.
"You know there's a porn site about that?" Brandon said.
"I'm way ahead of you." Aaron said, smirking. They kissed again. "Seriously, where did you learn to kiss? You could give a TED talk."
"Monica Albertson. Tenth grade."
"I'll have to thank her." Aaron said, sticking his tongue between Brandon's lips.
"You're making me so horny." Brandon said.
"We have all day." Aaron said.
"I thought we had to make it to the tournament?"
"True. We have a couple of hours at least. Don't panic. I got you." Aaron said.
"I like that. So much."
"Same."
"So when was YOUR first time?" Brandon asked.
"With my best friend at the time, Nick. He was a hot, hairy little fucker - a lot like Eric. We'd been BFF's since like, first grade. We'd been having sleepovers for as long as I can remember, and when we hit puberty things got horny real fast."
"Who went through it first?" Brandon asked.
"He did, actually. He was constantly talking about girls and what he wanted to do with them. I assumed I'd be the same way as soon it started for me, but once it did, I just wanted to suck Nick's cock." Aaron said.
"So, what happened?" Brandon asked. This talk was keeping him horny. He kept grinding his cock against Aaron's. He was already starting to breathe a little erratically.
"As soon as he could cum for real, he had to tell me. He was pretty proud of himself." Aaron said, smiling. Brandon smiled too as he remembered that life-altering feeling. "So, he told me about it and I was actually super naive and sheltered back then. My parents were really strict. My dad didn't tell me anything and I only had an older sister who knew any more than me and I wasn't asking her. So, I remember being sort of shocked and amazed but a little skeptical, you know? So, he said he'd show me. I was fucking mesmerized. He already had a big black bush and hair in his pits. He was twelve I think, and I was a year older so was pretty jealous. He asked me if I'd 'help him out' and so I started jacking him off all the time. Finally, a couple of months later, after a lot of playing with my dick, I finally had an orgasm."
"Did you nut?"
"Yeah. I went right from nothing to full on shootin' a load. I texted Nick immediately and we arranged a sleepover for that weekend and basically just jerked off until our dicks were raw." Aaron said, laughing. "About two or three months later, Nick found out what a blow job was, and he only had to suggest it once. I'd already been jerking off fantasizing about it, not even knowing it was a thing. I thought I was a complete fucking pervert for even inventing that in my head. In retrospect, I don't how I could ever have not heard about blow jobs, but that's how sheltered I was."
"Damn. I never would have guessed that based on how you are now." Brandon said.
"Thanks?" Aaron said.
"Sorry. You know what I mean. You're so comfortable and self-assured. Like you don't give a fuck what anybody thinks. It's fucking awesome." Brandon said.
"Good save." Aaron said and started descending down Brandon's ripped torso until his face was at his crotch. He kissed Brandon's cock head. "This fucker's so fat. God Damn. I love it."
"So, when did you move onto to more? With Jake?" Brandon asked.
"You really want me to keep talking right now?" Aaron said before slowly licking up the underside of Brandon's stiff prick.
"I wanna know you." Brandon said.
Aaron felt his eyes water unexpectedly. No guy had ever said anything like that to him - not even Jake. All guys ever wanted was his big dick. At least Jake really knew him and liked him for him. Jake was a real friend. They were the same. Jake didn't have the kind of feelings Aaron wanted though. And Jake drove him crazy. He wasn't romantic material. He'd wanted Brandon to be for a long time.
Aaron climbed back up to Brandon's mouth and kissed him hard, wrapping his hand around the back of Brandon's neck as he did it. "Thank you."
Then he slid back down and took Brandon's fat cock into his mouth and tried to give him the very best head he'd ever given anyone. He had to open his mouth wider than he'd ever had to before, but he was up to the task. He played with Brandon's balls and cupped his hard ass cheeks and held his thighs and rubbed his rippled abs. His back was arched. He wanted to make Brandon cum up inside him. As soon as he felt Brandon's cock start to get even fatter in his mouth, he climbed up to straddle him.
"Yes. Please. Sit on my cock. Please fucking sit on my cock and ride me!!" Brandon begged. He was consumed with lust. He grabbed Aaron by the waist to help get his ass in the perfect position.
"You ready?" Aaron whispered in his ear and then kissed his neck behind his ear.
"Yes. Please! C'mon!" Brandon said, desperately. Aaron sat up again, reached back to grip the beer can at the base. He felt the wet head at his back door.
"Ohhhhh yeeeesssss!" Brandon moaned. Aaron grunted as he sat down on Brandon's boner and let it slide into him. He felt the pain as such a wide load entered him, but he wanted Brandon not to feel him stop. Fortunately, Brandon's cock's not that long and before he knew it, Aaron had bottomed out with his balls on the prickly pubes at his base. He closed his eyes to relax and acclimate, which conveniently appeared as simple pleasure to Brandon, who was in ecstasy.
"Oh. Fuck!" Brandon said, opening his eyes wide. "Fuck, no!" Aaron knew what 'no' meant. He knew Brandon had already breached that point of no return. He rocked his hips back to push Brandon's boner further back to prolong his orgasm. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I'm cumming already. Fuck."
"I know. You mean 'finally'. Fill my ass." Aaron said and he leaned over again and stuck his tongue in Brandon's mouth just he felt the flared pulses of Brandon's cock dumping another load into his hole.
"Oh my god!" Brandon said. "That was amazing. How can my orgasms keep getting better. We've been fucking all night." He threw his muscular arms out at his sides. "I can't believe I'm still so hard. You turn me on soooo much."
Aaron wasn't sure if he'd ever felt this happy. He continued to bounce and rock on Brandon's pelvis. Then he grabbed Brandon's shoulders. "Roll over on me. Keep fucking me. I wanna cum again too."
Brandon smiled and complied. He rolled Aaron over and laid on top of him, never letting his fat cock exit Aaron's ass. Aaron grabbed his own legs and held them up against his chest. "I need to jack off."
"No you don't." Brandon said and he got up on his knees again and reached between Aaron's legs to grab his porn cock. "I'm gonna jack you off and pretend this is mine." He added grabbing it. "Holy shit. I can get two hands around it. This is awesome!" He added and continued to thrust into Aaron's hole as he stroked him. It only took a couple of minutes.
Aaron looked into Brandon's eyes and smiled as he grunted and shot his load without making another sound. The first shot plopped a tiny puddle down into his navel, the rest of his load oozed out into his trimmed blonde bush and the back of Brandon's hand. Their balls were finally spent on this Sunday morning, just like Leo's.
Brandon licked the back of his hand and leaned forward to share it in Aaron's mouth. Aaron wrapped his arms around Brandon and gently squeezed him. He didn't want to go to the tournament - not because he didn't want to cheer Eric on, but because he didn't want this moment or this feeling to end.
"Want breakfast?" Brandon asked, sitting up on his knees again and scratching his matted bush.
"You cook too?" Aaron said, smiling at him.
"You can be the judge of that, but I think I make a pretty mean breakfast."
"Come lay your head on my chest for a minute first. I just want to chill and enjoy this."
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