Our Son's College Tournament: Chapter 5
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Chapter 5: The Angst and the Ecstasy
"Can we talk?" Will asked. We had just gotten back from dinner with the boys. It was one of the most awkward experiences we've ever had with them. They each acted like the other wasn't there. I don't think they said a single thing to each other. They're usually ganged up against the two of us in a playful way, giving us both shit about something. Maybe Eric was just stressed. It was a little unnerving. I knew Will was thinking the same. We kept looking at each other. I didn't even want to sneak off to the restroom to make out with him.
"About how weird Eric and Jake were being? I responded.
"No. But we should talk about that too. What was that? It was like they were robots."
"Yeah, I've never seen them behave like that. Maybe Eric is just stressed." I said.
"Eric has been in a lot of tournaments and never acted like that." Will said.
"True. This is D-1 college though and he's on scholarship. That jacks up the stakes." I said. "Maybe we should text them and ask about it. They had to know we noticed that was weird."
"Jacob won't tell me." Will said. "He never tells me shit." He paused, looking down at the floor. "What did I do wrong? Why doesn't he trust me?"
That was a can of worms I wasn't opening. Actually, who would ever open a can of worms? How did that even get to be a phrase? "I'll try Eric." I dug in my pocket for my phone. "Maybe you should text him. He might tell you more. He might just say everything's fine to me."
"Ok. That's worth a shot." Will said. He pulled his phone from his chinos and started texting. I texted Jake.
"Hey Jake. What was up with you and Eric tonight? Is he stressed out? Did something happen?" I hit send to Jake's number. "So, what else did you want to talk about?"
"Um..." Will started and paused. I suddenly got nervous. Why is he hesitant? It was like he was trying to find the right words. "I kind of want to talk about our...game - our wager." That was not at all what I was expecting.
"Uh...ok. You wanna change the rules or something? What's up?" I said as casually as I could.
"This morning was...fun..." he said and paused.
"I thought so." I said. The way he said 'fun' made it sound less than fun.
"I thought..." he started and paused again.
"Spit it out, Will." I said. "What's up? You can tell me what you're thinking. It's me. We've never had any trouble saying anything to each other."
"This morning was..." Will started and paused again. I widened my eyes at him as if to reiterate the phrase 'spit it out.' "It was kinda skanky." He said and paused again. "And not in the fun way."
"Skanky?"
"Yeah. Like...seedy. Not just slutty, which is fun sometimes, but it was...I don't know...it was low. Trashy. Dirty. I don't know. It seemed like it crossed a line into something that felt a little..."
"Skanky."
"Yeah." Will paused and looked me in the eyes. His blue eyes are so beautiful. It's like I can see right into him - or see all of him - or into the real him. "I didn't like it as much. At all really, the more I think about it. And that fucking sex shop. Matty, that place was...I don't even know what to say about that. It even smelled nasty. It was like the smell of Jacob's gym bag - like one giant sweaty, cum soaked, piss-stained jockstrap that hasn't seen the inside of a washing machine in...way too long." That made me start to get hard. Did he mean that to be a bad thing? Then I pictured Jake in that sweaty, cum stained jockstrap and remembered I borrowed his once and worked out in it. I couldn't hide the fact that I was rock solid. "Did that just give you wood??" Will added. "Jesus, you're a fucking perv."
"I'm the perv?" I asked, incredulously. "You're the one who came in my mouth in record time with a crowd watching you in a parking lot." I paused smiling at him. "And then blew me and swapped my nut by kissing a stranger. Don't fucking call me perverted."
"Well, I didn't like it." Will protested.
"Your dick said otherwise."
"I'm serious! It was nasty. I don't like it now....after...having to think about it." He said. "I don't want to be that guy. I don't want us to be that way." I saw that he was serious. I know he liked it, but I guess there was way more to it than that. I needed to stop pushing back. His dick had liked it - but that doesn't mean that's enough, I guess.
"So what are you saying?" I asked. "Do you want to stop the game? I'm ok with that. I just thought it would be fun. If you're not into it..." I trailed off. I was bummed though. I'd been having a good time. I loved that we could be happy and together and still...still fuck around and get to experience new things. New guys. New bodies. New asses. New dick. None of them are better than Will's - better than his body, or his ass, or his dick. Definitely not better than his dick. But new was fun...and together was fun. Was this the end of all that?
"I don't know. Maybe." Will said. "It just feels wrong now...bad."
"Bad?" I said. "What exactly feels bad?"
"That kid. He wasn't that hot for one thing. He-"
"So it's because you need someone hotter? We can find hotter. I didn't know what he was gonna even look like. I-"
"Exactly! That's exactly it." Will said as though he'd figured it out at that moment.
"Exactly what?" I asked.
"It was that we didn't know him. And frankly that I didn't really like him." Will said. "I mean, I didn't hate him. He was fine. He's just...he's not someone we would have hung out with. He was just some kid." Will said. I looked at him with what must have seemed like total confusion. We'd played with boys...young men - Dix, Brandon, there were others...and then there was Aaron and Jake for fuck's sake. What did he mean? I could tell he read all of that on my face.
"We didn't pick him because we knew him or liked him. You ordered him like he was an ass on a menu." Will said. "I get it. Ordering an ass for us to tag team sounds good on paper. Sometimes you just don't like what you ordered though. You'd rather go to the burger joint you know you like."
"Or least order something that someone has recommended or that you could watch them prepare." I added, realizing this metaphor was stretching pretty thin. I was slowly understanding what he meant. Even our 'random' hook ups in the bar were guys we'd taken time to get to know and confirm that we liked and that seemed fun. Our room service waiter was not any of those things.
"Yes! Do you get what I mean?" Will said. Like even the Cowboy-"
"Trav?" I said smirking.
"Shut the fuck up!" Will said and started to laugh. "Yes, our new friend Travis. I sat down with him and hung out and saw what he was like. He was a nice guy and had a cute smile." He paused. I nodded in agreement. "Bronco was a good guy too and even though I didn't know him, I knew that you did. We talked to those guys for a while. We flirted and we decided to make a move."
"Ok. I get it. You're right. The room service wasn't as hot as I thought it would be either. I-"
"I get it too. That's kind of a classic hot porn scenario - like the pizza delivery guy or the plumber." Will said. "It's just hotter when it happens...naturally."
"Ok. Ok. I get it too. No more room service. I think our bathroom sink might need fixing though. It's leaking." I said, smirking.
Will started laughing. "Fucker. I know what's fucking leaking." He stood up and kissed me and grabbed my balls through my pants. We made out for a minute. We were already shirtless and started to undo each other's pants. I leaned in to lick the tiny hairs around Will's left nipple. He dropped down and pulled my pants and underwear down to my knees and took my plump cock head in his mouth. I was still chubbed up but I immediately got fully hard again in his mouth and he moaned. He pulled off. "I knew you were leaking already." Then he went back down on me. I put my hand on his head and started slowly thrusting in and out of his mouth. Then my phone buzzed. Will stopped but kept my cock in his mouth.
"Ignore it. It's just a text." I said and thrust all the way in again. He pulled off again.
"It could be Jacob. I'm worried about them." Will said. I reluctantly reached for my pants and took my phone from the front pocket.
"We're fine - Eric's just stressed and horny. He's being a little bitch. You know how he gets" I read the text out loud to Will. Then he sent a dick pic.
"What the fuck!?" I said out loud. Then I turned the screen around to show Will. He looked shocked.
I texted back: "WTF. Why are you sending me your dick. Where are you?"
"At a frat party. Friends of Aaron's. Met them last night. They're cool. Look closer." Jake texted back. I read it to Will. He was still silent.
"Is Eric there?" I texted Jake.
"Of course not. He's no fun this weekend." There was a pause. "Look closer." I gave the phone to Will.
"Why does he want us to look closer at his fucking dick?" Will said and gave it back to me without really looking at all. I looked closer.
"Holy shit. That's not his dick." I said. "What the fuck is he doing?"
"Not his dick? How do you know that?" Will said and then a strange look came across his face as he remembered that I had it in my mouth on the camping trip. I was familiar enough to know what it looked like up close.
"Look at the pubes. No lightning bolt." I said. "And they're black." I added. "Why does he have this. And why the fuck is he texting it?"
"Ask him." Will said with some urgency. My cock had deflated a bit but now the sight of this stranger's long flaccid dick and neatly trimmed man bush was making me horny, and my cock was rising again and dripping precum.
"You wanna get that?" I asked, nodding down at the long string of clear juice dangling from my piss hole. Will smiled and slurped it up and licked my head started sucking hard on just the tip. "Holy fuck." Will stopped again.
"C'mon text him."
"Fine." I said and asked Jake for clarification.
"It's Nick's dick. He's after this girl Jen at the party. He just sent it to her and she asked me if mine was bigger." Then he stopped and the three little dots appeared. I waited before reading it to Will. "She said 'better' but she meant 'bigger' - they all do." I wanted to respond that his dad does too.
"Don't we all?" I responded.
"LOL" Jake responded. "Get a room....oh wait, you already have one." That made me laugh.
"What's so funny?" Will said, still on his knees at my feet. I read it too him. He laughed too.
"How did you respond?" I texted Jake.
"I said mine was better of course. She just giggled and then we made out."
"Cool." I responded because what else do you say to that?
"Jacob's making out with girls and not getting along with Eric. I don't know what world we're living in." Will said.
"One where you order twink ass off the room service menu." I said and thrust my boner at his face.
"Room service is never good though. It's always lukewarm and not as good as it looks." Will said and sucked on my head again. "It's only good because they deliver it to your door."
"You're right about that." I said. "Ok. No more room service."
"We're only ordering at places we're sure will be good." Will said.
"I'll read the Yelp reviews first." I said. Will laughed.
"Definitely not. I don't trust Yelp." Will said.
"Only word of mouth then." I said.
"Exactly." Will said and went back to sucking me.
"You ever want to switch things up and get some pussy? I asked. I'm not sure what made me think of that while Will had my dick in his mouth. It must have been the thought of Jake making out with a girl that liked Nick. I knew he and Nick weren't that close, but I didn't know there was bad blood between them enough for Jake to actively chase the same girl.
"Like to tag team?" Will asked.
"Yeah. Like picking up a woman in the bar?" I asked.
"Women are harder to pick up in a bar. A lot more work." He said. I wondered when the last time Will tried to pick up a girl in a bar was. It had to be college and he was so handsome they were probably throwing their panties at him.
"So you don't need to get to know them before you fuck 'em?" I asked suddenly curious about what appeared to be a double standard.
"Weirdly no. I'd rather know nothing about them. I want to share them with you....like a toy."
"Like a lifelike blow up doll?" I asked.
"Sort of...I guess." Will said.
"And that's not skanky?" I asked, genuinely confused.
"It's not." Will said. "I see your point. I don't have a good answer for you on that one. It's not skanky, it's just impersonal. Apparently, my pussy can be drive-thru MacDonald's but my meat needs to be Filet Mignon and come from a steak house where I can pick out the slab of beef myself."
"I've always liked their Filet O' Fish." I said smiling. "But their burgers suck."
"Exactly." Will said.
"Maybe it would be even better if you could visit the cattle ranch?"
"I already have my rancher." Will said smiling up at me. "And he's even got balls like a bull." He added grabbing my nut sac. "Get on the bed. You just made me picture cowboys on a ranch and now I'm ready to fuck!"
"That made me horny too. Hornier, I should say. But I'm not really in a good place to get fucked right now if you know what I mean. Too much greasy food and beer last night. Are you?" I said.
"You paint a pretty picture, but I get it; I'm not either. I don't think I'd even let you rim me. I might fart in your face." Will said.
"Get naked. I just want to jump on top of you and grind our cocks together. I love that feeling. I could cum hard just frotting against your hard body and hard cock." I said. Will didn't say a word. He just smiled and started taking his briefs off. He was already hard. He laid down on his back, put his hands behind his head, and spread his legs wide. His body was beautiful - tan and toned and perfectly manscaped.
I stepped out of my pants around my ankles, so I was also completely naked. His boner was bouncing off his belly and his balls were pulling up and down in anticipation. "Climb on, Matty Boy." Will said. I walked on my knees up between his legs and lowered myself down on top of him until I could feel the heat of his body and the tiny stubble of his shaved chest against my fur.
I moaned as the underside of my stiff cock slid against his. The sensitive skin on my shaved ball sack brushed against his loose balls. I love this feeling maybe more than any other. Cock to cock - nuts to nuts. I love the feeling of my shaft shifting around between sliding up against the side of his soft shaft or the pressure against the underside of my boner. The feeling of the sensitive underside getting tickled by his bush. Feeling the wetness of his precum suddenly making our movement more slippery and smooth.
All of that while we make out or feel his lips against my neck and his hot breath is on the back of my ear. It gives me goose bumps. I wanted to grind against him until we were the same singular body.
Then Will reached down and grabbed my furry ass cheeks and grunted against me as he wrapped his strong legs around me. I love the feeling of his fuzzy calves against the hair on the sides of my butt cheeks. Then he locked his ankles together and we went back to making out. Why did we need anyone else? I had already won.
Grinding against each other was giving me flashbacks of when Michelle had instigated our second three way. At least we'd let her think she had....
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The three of us were alone in the house - their house. I'd been hanging around a lot for a couple of months after that first time in the hotel. Michelle liked me. I think I had a little more of a bad boy edge than Will did - not because I was really very much of a bad boy, but by comparison to Will, I was.
It was Saturday night. Jake was staying at Arron's - undoubtedly so they could fuck. Michelle had always been cool to Aaron so they didn't spend much time at Jake's house other than to play video games because Jake had the superior set up - a result of him blackmailing Will into buying the best system. Emily was on her first sleep over so it was the first time Michelle and Will had the house to themselves - and they'd still invited me over. Michelle was playing the stereo loud. It was a Prince song. I don't remember which one, but it was sexy. We were all drinking bourbon and it wasn't our first round. Michelle got up and danced and I started dancing with her. She was sexy which was undoubtedly at least partly due to Prince. She had a somewhat sheer white blouse on that you could see her white bra through the gauzy fabric. I was staring and she was enjoying being admired. Will just sat on the couch and watched us, sipping his whiskey. His legs were spread, and he had one arm up on the back. I winked at him from behind Michelle and he smiled. I think she thought he was smiling at her.
I was looking down at my bulge just a couple of inches from her ass and wondering if I dared brush against it. It wasn't like we hadn't already been in bed together, so I thought, 'what the fuck?' I causally reached around her waist and put my palm against her stomach and pulled her against me like we were doing a Latin dance. I grabbed her left hand and pushed my face into her beautiful long blonde hair. Will didn't even flinch. He just smiled at us again like my arm around his wife was totally cool.
I thrust very slightly against her ass and Michelle bent down - which initially looked hot as fuck until I realized she was leaning over to grab Will's hand.
"C'mon Baby. Dance with us." She said to him. Will is a terrible dancer. It's as if he can't even hear the beat of the music. You'd think his lack of interest in music would annoy me but for some reason it was easy to overlook. I found it almost endearing - even his affection for terrible boy bands.
He took her hand and stood up and as he did, I spun her around, so I was between them. Will and Michelle both laughed and Will reached over my shoulder to feed me some of his bourbon. It dripped down my chin and Will took the glass away and Michelle leaned up and licked it off. Damn. Then she pulled away and backed up and went to get her drink. "You two should dance for me." She said. I busted out laughing.
"You want Will to dance?" I said. "You've seen that, right?"
"You can help him out. Show him how to move." She said as though he wasn't there.
"I don't think there's much helping him. It's like he has a disability when it comes to dancing." I said. Michelle laughed with me with a sexy twinkle in her eyes. She was flirting. I was flirting back. Will appeared to be enjoying it.
"Hey!!" He pretended to be mad. "I'm an awesome dancer!" He added and made some moves that were the male equivalent of Elaine on Seinfeld or Carlton on The Fresh Prince. He was even stereotypically biting his lower lip. Michelle and I both rolled our eyes and laughed. Will then shimmied up behind me and pressed his junk against my ass. "C'mon, man...show me YOUR moves."
I looked at Michelle and if to say, 'can you believe him?' and then busted a move around him. I came up behind him and put my arms under his to make some lame gestures as if they were his disco arms. Michelle laughed. Will put his hands behind his head and started shaking his ass. It was actually pretty sexy - at least from behind. I wrapped my arms around his chest and pulled his polo shirt up to expose his abs as though he were stripping for Michelle. She squealed with enthusiasm.
"Yes! Yes!!" She screamed. "You two need to strip for me."
"What?!" Will said in what seemed like genuine annoyance but I suspected otherwise.
"Yes!" She said again. "Put on a show for me!!"
I decided Will was being bad cop or at least uninterested cop, so I playfully danced around in front of him and started to unbutton my short sleeved black Oxford, exposing the hairy chest that I had conveniently just trimmed.
"Yes!!!" She screamed. "C'mon, Baby! Do it. Do it for me!"
"C'mon, Buddy. You know how she likes this shit. Maybe we'll get lucky!" I said. Michelle just laughed.
"You wish!" She said.
"He does wish." Will said as he made a feeble attempt to move to the music while he pulled off his polo over his head. Michelle's eyes got wide both at the sight of his smooth, shaved chest and at his statement.
"What does that mean?" She said coyly. "What do you two talk about behind my back?"
"You wanna know what Matt does when he's home alone?" Will said.
"Dude! What the fuck?" I said blushing with genuine embarrassment. What was he doing?
"It's ok, Matty boy. She'll like it. She'll like knowing what you do behind closed doors when you're all alone with your imagination." Will said. "And just your hand."
"What!?!" Michelle squealed again as if she'd just been told a juicy rumor about a favorite celebrity.
"Dude! Seriously. What the fuck?!" I said both embarrassed and now sort of playing along as I'd figured out what Will was shooting for. He knew what got his wife hot.
"What!??" She said again. "Tell me!!"
Will looked at me as if to say, 'sorry, bud' and then he said it. "You know what I'm gonna say, Babe. Matt lies naked in bed at night and strokes his dick thinking about you."
"No!!!" She said but 'yes!' is what she actually meant. "Is that true, Matthew?" She was sitting down now. She was wearing short, white denim shorts. The leg openings were wide and there was enough gap between the fabric and her thighs to think you could see her lacy white panties in the darkness.
"I don't wanna know what shit's going through his mind as he...does it." Will said. He was still writhing to some unknown beat that had no resemblance to the music playing and had pulled off his belt and unbuttoned and unzipped his chinos. He turned around and shook his ass at her. "And not just because of what happened in the hotel that time. This shit goes way back to before we even knew him. He's had his eye on you since Jacob started wrestling apparently."
"He told you that?" She asked him.
"Dude!" I said.
"He admitted it at that first weekend tournament. Told me you were, 'smoking hot'. That's how I found out the other dads call you Michelle Pfifer." Will added.
"Is that true, Matthew?" Michelle asked, smirking. "Do you think about me when you're alone with your big....thoughts?"
I decided I'd been embarrassed long enough. The idea that Will just described me masturbating to his wife was making me chubby down there. "That doesn't make you...uncomfortable? Knowing that I think about you like that?" I asked. "It can't be that surprising. You know how beautiful you are."
"You're very naughty, Matthew." She said. Will was now down to his boxer briefs. How had that happened? He went behind the sofa and reached his arms down onto Michelle's shoulders and then moved them down to her breasts and then started to unbutton her blouse. "You stopped dancing." She added.
"Sorry." I said and started to gyrate to the bass line again and resumed my striptease. I slid my shirt off and then seductively unbuttoned and pulled down my jeans. For the first time, my tighty whities seemed very unsexy. Michelle smirked like I was in seventh grade gym class.
"You need to up your underwear game, Matthew." She said, smirking again, this time, at me. Will had opened her blouse and had reached into her bra to cup her breasts and fondle her nipples. My chubby went to full mast watching that and Michelle squealed again and stuck her hand down her shorts. I blushed and turned around and started to tease them by pulling the waistband down to expose some of my ass.
"You can better than that, Buddy." Will said and walked around the sofa again and got right behind me. He yanked on the back of my briefs until the fabric was all up in my crack and my ass cheeks were exposed. I felt like I actually was in the seventh-grade locker room getting a wedgie. Will twisted it around and rolled the waistband down to make my white briefs into a sort of sexy G-string. He yanked so hard that the front had been pulled down to just above my dick, exposing my big black bush and making my boner stick out to the side. Will went back to the sofa and got on his knees and pulled off Michelle's shorts. She let him with no protest. Apparently, this was happening.
She squealed when she saw my furry ass. She took another gulp of her whiskey and almost spit it out when I turned around and she saw my boner and my bush. "Fuck." She said and closed her eyes. Will pulled her hips down to the edge of the sofa cushion and pushed her knees apart. He pussy was just a narrow, blonde, trimmed landing strip. He was about to dive his face in when she held her hand out against his forehead to stop him. So close.
"What?" Will said in an annoyed voice. "You said you wanted to play with him. He's here. What else do you want?" Will said to her. He hadn't told me that they'd talked about another threesome and that Michelle had specifically requested my presence. That made the blood surge to my shaft. I pulled down my briefs and Michelle gasped when my boner sprang up. She closed her eyes again and smiled as her fingers entered her wet cunt.
"C'mon, Babe." Will said sort of sternly.
"You know what you have to do." She said.
"C'mon, not that shit again." Will protested very convincingly. "Why?!"
"You know how hot it makes me. You'll get your reward. Won't it be worth it?" She said to him.
"What?" I asked still dancing, letting my stiff cock slap up against my fuzzy abs.
Will stood up. He had a boner bulging out of his yellow boxer briefs. I could see the swollen head of his cock through the fabric. He walked toward me. I tried hard not to stare at his bulge. "She wants us to...do stuff again." He said in a sheepish voice.
"Do stuff?" I said playing dumb.
"Yeah, you know...with each other. You know how hot that makes her." Will said.
"You want us to mess around so you can fuck your wife?" I said and regretted how cuck-holdy that sounded. I was just trying to protest.
"You want us to...mess around again for you?" I asked Michelle.
"Uh huh." She said in the affirmative and smiled and she moved her hand slowly between her legs.
"Last time I just got to watch him fuck you. What do I get out of it this time?" I asked her.
"What do you want?" She asked being coy again. "Wasn't a little blow job enough for your...alone time after?"
I wanted to say 'I want to fuck your husband silly right in front of you'. "I want a shot at that beautiful pussy too." It wasn't a lie; fucking her sounded fun too especially if I got Will's sloppy seconds.
"Jesus. Not again." Will said. "No one's fucking my wife but me." It was half-hearted at best. "You can suck his cock again." He directed at her.
"C'mon Babe. You were the one who just told me he plays with himself thinking about me."
"Fine. Whatever. This is fucked up. Just tell me what you want us to do." Will said in a mixture of irritation and defeat. He still had a raging erection though. He can only act his way out of so much.
"Can you take off his underwear, Matthew?" She asked politely.
"As soon as you take off yours." I said smiling nicely. She smiled back and pulled her panties and shorts the rest of the way to the floor. I motioned with my hands for her to spread her legs. She smiled again and gave us a clear view of her twat. "The bra too please." I said less politely. She took it off, exposing her perfect, round C cups. He nipples were standing at attention. This was getting her off. I nodded and pulled Will's briefs to the floor so he could step out of them.
"I need a little kiss...actually a big kiss - a big, deep, long, sloppy, wet kiss." She said. I heard Kevin Costner's voice in my head finishing that sentence with, 'that lasts for three days.'
Will and I stopped talking. I just stood up and put my hands on his waist and we started to kiss - soft at first. It was sweet. We never kiss that way. It's always aggressive and animalistic as though we're intentionally making it as masculine as possible. His lower lip was so soft. I felt blood rush to my cock. It's a good thing we were both hard already or this would have definitely tipped our hand to Michelle. I moved my hands toward his ass and then realized that would look way too familiar and awkwardly slid them up to the middle of his back. His back was strong and smooth and warm. I moaned and Michelle squealed.
"Turn!" She said. "Turn sideways. I want to be able to watch." We rotated 90 degrees. We made out for a couple of minutes - almost to the point I'd forgotten she was there. "Okay, play with each other." She commanded. I reached down and grabbed Will's boner and started stroking it. He returned the favor. Michelle moaned and started actively jilling off. I could hear the wet squishing sounds of fingers up her slit.
Will and I started grinding against each other and our mouths never separated. We were bumping and grinding together, and she was moaning louder and louder until it was obvious that she'd cum.
We stopped as though it had all been for her benefit. "Now do we get to fuck you?" Will said. Just hearing him say, 'we' made my cock drool. I had a string of precum dangling at least a foot off the end of my piss slit.
"You better lick that up first." She said eyeing my dangling man juice.
Will just sighed and rolled his eyes as if he'd was just going to follow directions now. The protesting was over. He got on his knees and grabbed my cock in a rough manner that suggested he wasn't used to handling erect penises. He leaned down and caught the end of the strand of precum and slurped it until he reached my cock head like my cock was Lady and he was the Tramp with a string of spaghetti. Once he reached my cock head he just went for it. He sucked my cock while holding on to my hips - his hands slowly making their way around to my ass cheeks.
"Oh my god, YES!!" Michelle moaned as she was feverishly fingering herself now. After a couple more minutes, Will stood up as if to indicate it was my turn to reciprocate. I tried to look annoyed when I dropped to my knees and sucked his cock head into my mouth as well. I gagged a couple of times for affect. Will laughed. Michelle moaned as though Will was belittling me rather than letting his amusement at my acting skills show. She came again the second I grabbed Will's balls as I was jacking off on my knees.
"Ok. That's enough. Time for your pussy." Will said. Michelle started to protest. She isn't one to be taken. She likes being in control - just like Jake. She was beyond the ability to stop him though. She also wanted it too badly. He pulled out of my mouth and walked the three steps over to her on the sofa. He dove his face between her legs, and she moaned as his tongue entered her.
I stood up and stepped behind him so that I was standing over his ass as he was on his knees between her legs. He had his hands up on her tits as he ate her out. She and I smiled at each other, and I stroked my dick staring at her. Then I let out a long string of spit down onto my stiff cock and slowly squatted down over him so that my balls were almost touching the small of his back. She giggled and I held my index finger to my mouth in the universal gesture to be quiet. She smiled. Then I spread my legs wide and dropped further down until my boner was under his balls and I slowly dragged my dripping cock head up, gently letting each of his nuts slide to either side as I continued to drag it up the back of his taint until my swollen head was at his back door. She couldn't see it but she knew exactly what was happening. I smiled and thrust my cock at his pucker as if it were a locker room prank.
The second my wet head touched his sensitive anus, he jumped and turned his head. "What the fuck are you doing?!" He yelled angrily. This didn't seem like acting, although it was hard to tell. I think he thought I would actually try to fuck him in front of his wife. Michelle and I both busted out laughing. "Mother fucker!" He added and laughed along with us. Then he dove back down into her muff. I smiled at Michelle and raised my eyebrow. I stuck my middle finger in my mouth and sucked on it and then reached down to tap his hole again. He shook his ass but didn't come up for air this time. I jokingly gave him the finger at the back of his head, making Michelle laugh. Then I sucked on it again and dramatically shoved my finger inside him.
"Mother fucker!! What the fuck was that?!" He said and I could see that he was barely able to not laugh out loud at me.
"It's my turn." I said and I started to push him out of the way. Michelle looked frozen as if being fought over was equally frightening and thrilling. I quickly dropped to my knees and pushed my face between her legs. I got my nose right up against her little trimmed bush - enough to get a whiff of seafood. I stuck my tongue out and just as my mouth reached the moist skin of her labia, Will pulled me back by my shoulders. I went tumbling back down on my ass and he stepped over me.
"The fuck it is." Will said and he grabbed Michelle and spun her around so that her ass was facing us. Before she could protest, he held her by the hips and plunged his cock into her cunt from behind. She moaned louder than ever as he impaled her and flung her long blonde hair around. She didn't like this, but she loved it just the same. "Oh, yeah!" Will added. "It's about fucking time!" He started hammering against her. I wondered how long he would last. I wanted him to fill her up so I could take my turn. "Go give her your cock, buddy." Will added and nodded over to the back of the couch. I got the picture. He wanted to fill both her holes again.
Michelle couldn't see me, so I thrust my boner against his crack and slapped him on the ass before walking around. I climbed over the cushions and sat on the back with my legs spread. I started to stroke. "This is what it looks like when I'm at home thinking about fucking you." I said to her.
She'd had her eyes closed and she opened them and looked up at my face and then back down at my manhood. "Take my fatty in your mouth, Michelle Pfifer." I said. She did. I held on to the back and made eye contact with Will. We smiled at each other while his wife serviced us both. I watched the expression on his face change. I knew his face. I could see his cum shot building on it. His look changed from the aggressive expression of a guy working hard, to one of desperate anticipation as it grew in his gut. His chest was sweaty. Then his eyes rolled back and his shoulders dropped slightly and I watched as the waves of pleasure flowed over him as he filled her cunt with his seed. I waited as his thrusting slowed to a stop.
"My turn, fucker." I said as I pulled out of Michelle's mouth.
"What the-?" She said, staring at me.
"Clean off your husband's cock. I've been waiting way too fucking long for this." I said. I swung my leg over her head and pushed Will aside. I watched as his plump cock slid out of her all shiny and spent. My own cock was slick with her spit and was bobbing around in horny anticipation.
I grabbed her hips and plunged myself as deep into her as I could get. She'd had two kids and was full of Will's load, so I bottomed out with ease. I could smell his cum in her. I'd forgotten what a nice wet pussy felt like. It had been forever since I'd had my cock in a warm wet cunt hole. It had been months before I'd gotten divorced even and I'd had the same pussy for almost two decades. It was so wet and sloppy - far from the tight asshole of my lover who back up hard against me and knew just when to squeeze his hole around my shaft to make me crazy. The feeling of my cock surrounded by his warm, fresh load was enough to get me instantly closer. I wanted this to last though. It might be my last pussy - maybe ever.
Will took my place on the back of the couch with his wife's mouth cleaning off his sensitive rod. He was getting hard again, likely from watching me fuck her. We smiled at each other. I bent down so that I could reach around her and play with those perfect tits.
"Let me flip over. I wanna watch." She said. I reluctantly pulled out and she flipped around to her back. Her head was against the back cushion. Will just stayed sitting above her with his legs spread on either side of her shoulders facing me. I grabbed her breasts and watched myself slowly enter her again. She reached down to play with her clit as I fucked her. Will started jacking off watching. He wasn't a cuck. He was giving her to me - sharing her in the ultimate act of being my lover.
"Kiss." Michelle said. I leaned down and kissed her. I could taste cock on her breath. It made me fuck faster. "No kiss each other. Make me cum!"
Gladly, I thought. I couldn't believe she was asking me to kiss my lover. "Alright, Buddy, let's make your wife cum again." I said.
"Whatever." He said and I almost laughed out loud. We leaned in over her and made out. It was gentle and romantic. I took my right hand off her left breast and cupped his loose ball sac in my palm. I started to thrust myself hard into her. This was ecstasy. I couldn't hold on any longer. Will sensed it and grabbed the back of head and we opened our mouths wide and swirled our tongues around, lapping at each other. I squeezed her tit and tugged on his sac. Michelle let out a high-pitched moan and a fourth orgasm shivered through her body. I felt her kegel muscles tense around the base of my cock as I dumped my load inside her. Will started jacking off fast like a twelve-year-old and shot his second load across his wife's tits and belly and onto my fuzzy abs and bush.
The second his jizz hit her skin, she slammed her finger inside again and came once more. "Fuuuck." She whispered and laid there for a minute recovering. Then it was all over. "I gotta shower. You boys...watch some sports or something. I'm probably just going to bed. I'm kinda drunk." Then she kissed Will and grabbed her clothes and walked naked up the stairs.
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At the time I'd thought that might become a regular thing. But even though I'd been hanging out with them the next few weekend nights and had been flirting rather shamelessly with her at which she'd been returning the vibe - it hadn't happened again. Before it could, she caught us. Then it was bad.
Michelle had left to spend the weekend at her sister's so that Emily could play with her cousin Claire. They loved the girls' weekends. I had joked that we should invite Will's brother-in-law to spend the weekend with us, because he was hot, but Will insisted that, in addition to it putting a damper on our play time, that he was an arrogant douche. He was a high-powered attorney and was always working. Michelle would probably only see him in passing.
She'd only been gone for about twenty minutes. I was there when they said goodbye. The minute her car had left the driveway, we were making out. "Get a fucking room." Jake had said as he walked through the family room to get some junk food to take back to his room. This was after he and Eric and caught us. It was nice not to have to hide it from him anymore. He had planned on having Aaron over later. Clothing would be optional. It was going to be a house full of man sex all weekend. We were all a little keyed up and horny.
Jake got a text and left in a hurry, so we were finally alone. We'd tried not flaunting the sex but sometimes the making out just couldn't be stopped when the boys were around.
"We should go up to your room in case he brings some guys back here for video games." I said. We went to his room and stripped down and climbed on the bed. It was the first time we were going to have his bedroom to ourselves for a whole weekend. This was back when sleeping in the same bed and getting to wake up together was still a luxury.
We hadn't seen each other all week and hadn't had time to prep ourselves for a good flip-fucking session yet so we just got naked, and Will started blowing me. I'd stupidly not jerked off for a couple of days so didn't last very long. It took about ten minutes, and I blew down his throat. Then we climbed on the bed and Will laid down on his back and I laid in the crook of his neck until I'd recovered. I started working my way down. I licked his neck and his pits and his nipples and his happy trail and eventually got to his cock. I was taking my time, enjoying the feel of his velvety head in my mouth and slowly working his entire length down my throat.
I sucked him for a few minutes and then he reached under my arms and gently pulled me up so that was straddling his pelvis with my own. We laid on top of each other and ground our cocks together. We were making out and I was thrusting against him. He was holding my furry ass cheeks in his hands and spreading them apart. From behind all one would have seen was a writhing, jumble of balls shifting around between our legs. Then his stiff rod slid up along my crack and I moaned. He had just slid his fingers tips around to push my hairy ass cheeks around his boner when we heard it.
It was a scream. No audible words at first, just screaming. Then it was mixture of swear words and slurs and more swear words. I was initially frozen which was not a good look. Will pushed me off of him and I almost rolled off the bed. He popped up to his feet which only made things worse as his slick erection bobbed in front of him as he chased after her. We were so thankful Jake wasn't home when it all went down.
I quickly got dressed and left while they were arguing. Emily was still in the car, so it didn't last that long. Michelle ended up leaving for her sister's and essentially never coming back until Will had moved out into a hotel. Things were bad for a while until he eventually moved in with me. We considered getting a bigger place but I had just signed a new lease and his finances were tied up for a quite a while so we just made it work.
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All of that had come back to me as I laid on top of Will in the hotel room, making out and grinding our stiff cocks together - both the ecstasy and the angst.
I wondered if this was triggering of either emotion for Will as well. I was having flashes of the anxious excitement from back when we had to sneak around and worry if we were going to get caught. At the same time I was enjoying the thrill of being holed up in a place where no one could touch us and we were completely secluded and safe and insular.
It was just the sensations and the emotions - the unbridled horniness that came with getting to have my way with the sexiest man I'd ever encountered - and he was mine - and the emotion of finally being together and on the same page at the same time in the same place. We didn't need anyone else. It couldn't get any better than just us.
I felt my orgasm building. It had been a while since I'd tried to prolong my orgasm for as long as I could. I didn't want this feeling to end but it felt soooo good. Every thrust was exhilarating. My legs were spread and my balls were brushing against his and I felt my shaft alternating between sliding along his and sliding against his pubes and his happy trail. I was oozing precum out and it was making our gyrations more slippery with each thrust. Our chests were mashed together and I felt his stubble against my cheek. His strong arms were wrapped around my back.
"I can't hold out much longer." I whispered in his ear. "I'm trying not to cum. I don't want this feeling to end."
"I know." Will grunted. "Me too. You feel so hot on top of me." Then he wrapped his legs around my waist and pulled me even closer. "Cum on me. Cum between us." We grunted some more. "I love that. All wet between us." He said. "I love you. Cum. Cum on me. C'mon. I'm cumming too." Then I felt his stiff rod pulse and the warm wetness expanded between our bellies. My cock slid into his warm jizz and I couldn't stop my orgasm any longer.
"Uunngh" I grunted loudly and saw stars and just kept thrusting hard against him as I shot my ropes of semen between us. Our bellies were now a sloppy mess that was slapping between us. Will rolled us over and slid down to start licking our combined cum from my chest and stomach. Then he slid down further and took my deflating cock in his mouth to clean off the remnants of my ejaculation. I spread my legs wide and moaned in ecstasy until I couldn't take the intensity of the stimulation.
"Stop! Stop...stop. I can't take it. Holy shit." I said breathing hard. "Holy shit, that was amazing." I paused. "I can't believe how intense that was for just grinding together and making out."
"It's my favorite sometimes." He said, smiling at me. "At least when it's been a while. Reminds me of those first few nights that first weekend. You know...before we actually started..."
"Fucking." I said and we both laughed. "I agree. Sometimes thrusting like I'm fucking but feeling your cock against mine at the same time, is the best of both worlds. Like, I miss your cock when we're fucking. That way it's just like...I don't know. It's like we're horny dogs."
"It wasn't though. It wasn't...beast-like. It was chill. Romantic. Loving...at the same time."
"Yeah, you're right." I said. We laid there for a few minutes in silence. "I'm really sorry I made this weekend skanky."
"That wasn't all skanky. We aren't skanky." He said. "We just sort of crossed a line we should stay this side of."
"I know. You know what I mean. I'm sorry I made us do that stuff. It should just be us." I said. "We waded through a lot of shit to get here. We don't need anyone else getting in the way." We paused again. "What about tomorrow night. The party. Do you still want to go? I can let Dix know."
"Fuck, yes! I wanna go!" Will said. "I didn't mean we should never have any fun while we're out again." He smiled at me and kissed me. "We'll definitely have to see what happens with Dix and Brandon tomorrow - for old times' sake. Dix is our teacher after all."
"And we're his favorite students." I said, feeling like everything was right with the world again. "And Brandon is OUR favorite student."
"I was gonna say, 'and Brandon's got a beer can dick' but let's go with what you said." He smiled.
"Wanna chill and watch some House Hunters on HGTV?" I asked.
"I'd rather see if the Property Brothers can give me a boner again." Will said and settled into the crook of my shoulder and grabbed the remote.
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