Our Son's College Tournament: Chapter 9
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Chapter 9: Bar Time Part 1: Off Kilter
"What the fuck is this?" I said as I walked back up to the bar, returning from the restroom. I'd finished my last beer and needed another. I was two beers behind Will, who had been sucking them down on the dance floor and appeared to be on a mission tonight.
I saw Aaron sitting on his stool. It had been both a relief and a surprise to figure out that the masked phantom that had kissed Will and me on the dance floor was Aaron. I'd thought his mouth felt familiar, but that seemed crazy in the moment.
He was sitting next to a Nordic-looking stud, although my assessment of his lineage was undoubtedly influenced by his Thor mask and longish blonde hair. He was handsome from the nose down in a surfer- dude-next-door kind of way; the way I picture every boy in Southern California. He was wearing a tight, gold tee shirt with the sleeves cut off and his guns were impressive.
He appeared to be focused on something on the floor in front of him. It was hard to tell through the crowd. The crowd was probably just waiting for the bar, but as I got closer, it looked like they were also focused on the floor. Maybe someone spilled something or broke a glass. I pushed my way between the sweaty bodies and then I saw what had been the focus of everyone's attention.
"What the fuck is this?"
Aaron looked up at me and I watched as the expression on his face changed as he tried to read mine. I could tell immediately that it was Will. His head and shoulders were hidden beneath the expansive folds of Thor's kilt but his smooth ass in his red leather jockstrap was aimed right at me as I got close. His legs were spread slightly, and I could see the round pouch of his ball sack hanging between his legs under his crack.
My dick surged and I instinctively groped my own black leather pouch. I wanted to bend over and stick my tongue in there. It would be slick and salty with sweat. I considered slapping his ass or better yet, pulling the butt plug tail from my own ass and shoving it up inside him - but I knew he had Thor's cock in his mouth and worried he'd instinctively bite down when he felt either of those options so, out of consideration for this hot blonde stranger, I opted to make my assault only a verbal one. I reiterated my question again, only louder this time. "Will! What the fuck are you doing?!" I tried to sound angry, but my acting skills are nearly as bad as Will's. The crowd seemed to buy it though.
Brett saw me then and, recognizing our matching outfits, made the correct assumption that we were together. A look of panic crossed his face, and he started tapping at the globe of Will's head beneath his kilt. He closed his eyes, and I knew Will was doing something hot with his mouth underneath that Thor couldn't help but enjoy through his anxiety. Then we all watched as the globe ascended under the fabric as Will pulled up off Brett's prick and slowly backed out from under the pleats. He had his hands on Thor's knees and was still bent over. I grabbed him by the hips and start thrusting my bulging pouch against his crack. I looked down to see the black leather already shiny and slick with his ass sweat.
He backed into me a little as the crowd howled and cheered. My dick had been aimed down inside the pouch and was now growing in an uncomfortable direction. I felt the top of my cock brush against the firm package of his nut sack from behind and could feel the cool air on the sides of my own scrotum as my growing boner pushed the pouch away from my body. I wanted to fuck him for real. This reminded me of when we'd been cheered on in the stall in the very restroom I'd just left when Will fucked Nick's dad, Scott, all those years ago on our first trip to Cell Block.
I needed to get a grip. This was an insanely cranked-up atmosphere, but this was going to soon be out of control if I continued. The crowd seemed rabid for a public display of sexuality. I knew the rules were relaxed tonight, but I didn't want to get us kicked out when we were getting closer to closing time.
I stepped back and adjusted my junk so that my cock was aimed straight up under the wide waistband again. The crowd groaned with disappointment that the grinding had stopped. In a split second decision to appease them, I reached back behind me and gently extracted the tail from my hole. I instantly felt empty and like I'd pulled my finger from a dyke and my insides would soon be flooding out into the bar.
I spit on the black rubber cone and slid it down Will's crack until I knew it was at his pucker. Then I slowly twisted it around and pushed it inside, watching his back muscles tense as it broke through the tight ring of his pucker. The crowd cheered again and I felt pats on my back and slaps on my ass as though I'd just scored a touchdown. I looked up over Will's back and saw Aaron wide-eyed with shock and Thor even more frozen and stunned. I wanted to see what was under his kilt. I wanted to know what Will had been feasting on.
Will stood up and turned around so I finally saw his face. His eyes were glossy. A cute, young stranger offered him a fist bump and a beer which he chugged down completely to additional cheers. Then he smiled at me and kissed me. His mouth was wet and tasted of beer and sex. my cock got harder and we subtly ground our bulges against each other and wrapped our arms around each other. I heard some, "awww's" from the crowd but then they mostly went back to their business of talking or edging further toward the small open spaces between the stools at the bar.
I felt a jolt and Will turned around, apparently having his new tail tugged on by Aaron who leaned around Will and smiled at me. I leaned in too and gave him a sloppy French kiss as I squeezed Will's ass that was now nestled between Brett's knees. Will was standing between Thor's legs so when I grabbed his ass, I casually brushed my hand over the kilt until I found my prize. My fingers brushed against a stiff prick underneath all of the fabric. I gave it a quick squeeze before grasping Will butt again. Thor looked shocked but remained frozen.
"I need another beer!" Will yelled into my ear.
"No, you don't!" I yelled back with my mouth right up against his ear. "Let go dance in front of Leo again." Will smiled and I held his hand to pull him through the crowd back to the dance floor.
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"Who the fuck was that?" Brett asked Aaron. "How do you know that guy? Those guys. Are they like regulars or somethin'?"
Aaron laughed which confused Brett. "That's Jake's dad. His name's Will. "Brett sat back on his bar stool. He might have actually fallen off backwards had the bar not been there to prevent it. He was silent with his mouth open for what seemed like an entire minute.
"Jake who?" Brett finally said as if he was unable to process what he'd heard and needed confirmation. Maybe Aaron knew another Jake.
Aaron laughed even harder. "Your Jake."
Many conflicting thoughts were racing through his head at that moment, but the strongest one was that he couldn't believe that he liked the sound of 'your Jake.' He felt possessive and it scared him and excited him at the same time.
His brain kept processing. That's why the fireman in the red jock's mouth was so familiar, why he'd let all of that happen - why he got so hard under his kilt. Even his voice sounded like Jake's. "Did you know he was...did you know he would be here?" Brett asked, but before Aaron could respond he added, "who is that other guy?"
"That's Matt, Will's boyfriend." Aaron said knowing it would blow Brett's mind even more.
"Bugger Me, Mate!! Bloody Hell, I don't even know what to fucking say about that!" Brett said and just sat continuing to process. "But he was...and then they...and he wasn't even mad..." he continued. "Is that...like normal?"
"Normal is relative - but sort of." Aaron said. "Tonight is a crazy night. It's not like they'd do this shit at home." Then he reconsidered that statement in his head.
"But...like they both...like...liked that." Brett paused again. "Like they got off on that...like that Wolf guy...what's his name again?" Brett said but didn't pause for a response. "He didn't even care that the Jake's dad was fuckin' sucking on my donger. He acted like it...like it turned him on."
"Matt. His name's Matt and yeah, I'm positive it turned him on. Matt's a horny fucker. Those two got started late - like late in life. It was here actually, in this city - at a wrestling tournament in high school. They shared a hotel room and I'm not sure what exactly happened, but something went down and when they came back, they'd come over to the dark side and they...let's just say, they made up for lost time."
"Fuck."
"Undoubtedly." Aaron said. Brett looked at him and then laughed.
"So they've been like boyfriends ever since?" Brett asked. "How did Jake feel about that? How DOES he feel about it? I can't believe he didn't tell me that shit - especially after what happened last night."
"He's cool with it. It was kinda gnarly for a while. Matt was divorced at the time but Will was still married."
"Wait, so they like fucking snuck around?" Brett said. "And no one knew?" He added, not like that was exciting, but like that was a shocking moral failure.
"Yeah. Imagine hooking up with a hot guy after years of pussy and figuring out how hot it is - how hot it can be and how much easier it is...and then not wanting anyone to know - not wanting your friends and family to find that out yet." Aaron said, hoping Brett would recognize the similarity to his current experience and be less judgmental.
Brett was smart enough to get Aaron's point. He shrugged as if conceding. "So Jake's parents split up over it?" Brett asked suddenly feeling sad for Jake. Brett's parents were still married and he couldn't imagine what that would be like. He pictured his dad announcing that he was leaving his mother for another guy and shuddered. Then he thought of his uncle. He didn't know why. He suddenly had a thought that had never crossed his mind before. His ultra-masculine uncle traveled with his buddy on all their vacations. He was sure they had separate houses, but Brett suddenly couldn't think of a single time when he'd visited his uncle that his buddy, Roger hadn't been there, "sleeping in the guest room". Were they lovers? A couple? Had they been a couple for years? Were they keeping this a secret from his parents, or did his father know? Had they fooled around as kids? Maybe just jerking off together like Brett had with his two older brothers? He pictured his dad and his uncle jerking off and blood surged to his groin. Then he pictured his uncle bending over to take his dad's stiff cock in his mouth. Brett had seen his dad hard once coming out of the shower. He knew exactly what it looked like. He grabbed his dick through his kilt and squeezed it hard.
"You ok, Bro?" Aaron asked, snapping Brett out of his runaway thoughts.
"I'm good. Just surprised, you know?"
"No doubt." Aaron said.
"No wonder Jake is so comfortable around this stuff."
"Yeah, that must be it." Aaron said smirking.
"Why are you smirking?"
"I think it's more than that." Aaron said.
"What do you mean?" Brett asked.
"He been around those two fucking their brains out for years now. It's obviously you."
"What do you mean by that?" Brett said. "I didn't do it! I didn't do anything!" He added as though it had been an accusation.
"Do what?" Aaron asked.
"Like...come on to him." Brett said.
"Did Jake came on to you?" Aaron asked, genuinely curious.
"Well, no. Not exactly." Brett said.
"So what exactly happened?"
"I'm not sure. It just sort of happened." Brett said and Aaron rolled his eyes. If he had a dollar for every time a guy has skirted over the 'one thing lead to another' part the story. "Really. I don't know what Happened. We were just shootin' the shit and then we both had our shirts off and he wanted to checkout my tattoo....and..." he trailed off and Aaron could tell he just couldn't get the words out, or if he was reliving it in his head. He glanced down to see if he could tell if Brett was hard again under his kilt.
"That doesn't matter." Aaron finally interjected. "That's not what I meant. I meant there is something about you that he just likes. You know, like, likes a little more than just buddies." Brett looked confused. "You know? Like he thinks you're cool and chill. He's drawn to that relaxed vibe, I think. He's sort of...competitive and alpha. I think he likes the fact that you're so easy going. And you got that sexy foreign outback cowboy surfer thing going on. I think he's a little starstruck. We're from a small town. We don't run into guys like you very often. He's got a little man crush on you; I think. Plus, he wants to be a frat bro."
"You think I'm sexy?" Brett said, smiling.
"Dude, stop." Aaron said. "You know you're sexy as fuck. Don't try to be fucking humble." Brett blushed and looked down at the floor. He was adorable in that moment. It was Aaron's turn to get hard.
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'What the fuck are they doing?' Jake thought. Will and Matt were dancing at the base of his cage pedestal and shamelessly making out.
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Part Two: Bar Time
"You guys can just head back to Dix's office if you want to." Brandon said as we sat at the bar watching the battalion of hot tuxedoed staff still milling around, each focused on an end-of-shift task and appearing to drop off and disappear one by one until only a handful remained a half hour after bar time was called.
Security was efficient and had all of the guests out of the building within the first fifteen minutes - an impressive feat given the club's size and my own experience with how challenging it can be to corral a group of friends to exit a party together.
We'd been waiting to see if Leo and the other hot go go boys would pass by. I wanted to see the boy in the jockeys. Will still seemed fixated on flirting with Leo in his Devil costume - or out of it. That seemed like a waste of time. Eric had made it abundantly clear that Leo was a pussy hound and while he'd been polite and attentive to us at the tournament, that seemed to be more a reflection of how much Eric meant to him as a friend and roommate, than any genuine interest in Will or me - and certainly wasn't sexual.
Will was drunk though - and his typical reservations and natural inhibitions had been tossed aside tonight, in a similar way that our clothes had been. After an entire night of walking around with my hairy ass exposed, and a dick that had been in various stages of arousal inside my black leather pouch, I had gotten completely used to my near nudity, as though I'd settled into an evening in the locker room at the gym, causally walking between the sauna and steam room and showers until that state was no longer odd. I was suddenly reminded as my ass shifted on the cold vinyl seat of my bar stool. I was like Adam suddenly ashamed of his nakedness in the garden of Eden after being shown how sinful the place had become.
The lights were on and what had seemed like a dark and glittery dreamland was now exhibiting the wear and tear of constant abuse. One should never see a club with the lights on. I was relieved when Brandon invited us to take refuge in the office and escape the tarnished dance floor.
"You want a beer while you wait? Dix should be done soon. He just has to run the reports on all the registers. He'll come back in the morning to do all the other financial shit." Brandon added.
"I'll take one more!" Will said and reached to take the bottle Brandon was offering. I rolled my eyes.
"Fine. Why not?" I said and he popped the top off of another. "Isn't this illegal?"
"The doors are locked. It's considered a private party now." Brandon said as if this wasn't an isolated occurrence.
Will and I clinked our bottles and walked down the employee corridor to Dix's office. "I gotta piss." I said and twisted the stainless-steel handle on the restroom door. The second I opened it, I saw Jockey Boy's lily-white ass clenching as he thrust his pelvis into one of the bridesmaids. I couldn't see her face; it was buried against his shoulder. His white briefs were in a wad on the floor at his feet next to her bra and a tiny spec of fabric that must have been her tangled thong. It looked no larger than a wide, pink rubber band.
I knew I should leave and shut the door, but I was paralyzed with both shock and titillation. I just stood there, frozen, watching the guy's perfectly smooth, dimpled ass as it thrust between her legs and then retracted with a slight arch at the small of his back. I could almost estimate the length of his stiff cock from how far his butt cheeks withdrew from her. I knew that feeling well. Every man does - whether you're plunging in and out of a slippery, wet cunt, or a lubed-up asshole. That continuous pendulum of pleasure is like no other.
His arms were under hers against the wall. She was being held up on his dick by the pressure of his body against hers, so tightly that he could momentarily move his right hand down to grope her left breast. He moaned and thrust harder. He must have penetrated her extra deeply as she moaned as well and threw her head back to the black concrete block wall and opened her eyes. She screamed when she saw me, prompting Jockey Boy to pull out so far that she slid down the wall to her feet. The boy turned slightly exposing his stiff cock, shiny and wet with her pussy juice.
"Leo?!?" I blurted out.
"M-Matt?!" He responded as though he had to search his brain for my name.
I continued to just stand there, even more stunned than before. In that split second, I realized that Jockey Boy's physique made much more sense now as this is how I'd originally pictured Leo - lanky and pale but fit as fuck. "But we thought you were the devil." I added, just verbalizing my thoughts now.
"Dude, can you get the fuck out!" Leo said, still oddly polite given my intrusion.
"Fuck. Sorry. Yeah. So sorry. Fuck." I said and still was too stunned to move. They both glared at me. My eyes moved down one last time to glimpse Leo's tool as he turned his backside to me again and picked her up like a doll and gently slid her back down onto his boner. I finally stepped back and shut the door.
"Somebody in there already?" Will said from several feet ahead of me down the hallway.
"Um. That was Leo." I said.
"Cool. You gonna wait 'til he's done?" Will said. "I should go too. I don't wanna have to stop once...things get going."
"Uh...he's gonna be a while."
"Oh, damn. Taking a dump?" Will said, a phrase that always seemed unusually crass coming from him.
"Um...no. He's...getting laid in there." I said. "And he was Jockey Boy - not the devil."
"Wait. Getting laid? With who?" Will said, confused. I saw the wheels turning as he tried to picture it. "Like...with a guy?" He added and paused. "Wait, who's the devil then?"
"I don't know." I said.
"You don't know if he's fucking a guy?"
"Oh. No. Shit. He's definitely fucking a girl. One of those hot bachelorette girls. Fucking her up against the wall. Just pounding her. She had her legs wrapped around him. I can't believe he saw me. I was just so shocked. I was an asshole. I just kept fuckin' watching."
"You mean you kept watching the fucking." Will said, thinking he was funny. I was too disturbed to laugh. "Now that I think about it, that Jockey boy did look way more like what I'd been picturing Leo without his clothes on." Will said. That made me laugh. I love that we are the same in these ways. I thought I'd been the only one of us perving on Leo and it gave me pleasure to know Will had been secretly lusting after him as well.
"Same." I said, smiling. Will smiled back at me and kissed me, aggressively shoving his tongue into my mouth. His beer breath took mine away. I wanted to drop to my knees and pull the front of his jock down and swallow him whole. I grabbed his bulge and he moaned into my mouth and then reached back and pulled my hair to make my head tilt back so he could plunge his tongue down in further. It was like his tongue was his cock - stiff and wet. I reached back around and grabbed his bare ass and squeezed it and then smacked the furry tail sticking out of his hole, making him shudder and giggle.
"I wanna see!" He suddenly said, breaking our kiss and turning around to step toward the restroom door. He opened it and saw the same thing I had - Leo still thrusting into the bridesmaid against the wall, his arms now completely wrapped around her back holding her up to bounce on his cock.
"I said, get the fuck out!!" Leo yelled without turning around. The bridesmaid looked up and screamed again, prompting Leo to momentarily halt his thrusts as he turned his head and shoulders toward the door again. "Will?" He said seemingly shocked that it was someone else this time.
"Why do you know all these guys?" The bridesmaid asked accusingly. He whispered in her ear and she opened her eyes wide and looked at us and smirked.
"Seriously...can we fuck in peace please!?" Leo said and went back to bouncing her on his bone.
"Sorry, man." Will said and shut the door.
"What the fuck was that?" I said annoyed that he'd been so rude and implicated me as though we were seventh graders desperate to see the older cool guy make it with his girl.
"Exactly!" Will said, as though I was talking about Leo.
"Dude, what's with you, tonight?" I asked.
"I'm just having fun. Why are you so uptight?" He said as though he were angry but then busted out laughing and chugged the rest of the beer Brandon gave him. "I'm empty now." He added making a sad face. Jesus. I actually began to worry he might pass out before the fun got started. "Wait, who was the Devil if Leo was the underwear dude? He was so fucking hot. I think he was flirting with us. It's awesome that he's not Leo. Leo wasn't gonna mess around. I gotta find that guy."
Drunk and horny Will was definitely fun. He was never like this; I should stop worrying and just enjoy not having to be the instigator for once. "Good idea. He WAS hot. Not as hot as Leo, but we should definitely find him. He seemed familiar. You think we saw him here before?"
"We haven't been here for like two years. That doesn't even make sense." Will said as if he were suddenly the most logical man in the room. "He did seem familiar though. I thought it was because it was Leo."
"Let go ask Dix. He'll know if he's still here. He's probably changing in the basement. I wonder if they have showers in their changing room." I asked picturing all of the dancers showering together like a team locker room.
"You wish."
"Like you don't." I said.
"Truth." Will said with a devilish grin that reminded me of Jake. I'd never seen that look before on Will. It made me smile to myself. "Let's go downstairs and look for him. Maybe they're all down there...except Leo, obviously. Maybe they're all messing around down there together. Let's go find them." Will added. Once again, our minds were trolling the same gutter.
"I think we should just go wait in Dix's office. He'll know who wants to play." I said and wondered how I'd become the voice of reason tonight.
"Fine. Which door is it again?"
"This one." I said as we opened the door to find Dix's office empty. There was an old tobacco-colored leather sofa in the center of the room right across from his desk. Will walked over and sat on the wide, round arm rest - the kind with the rows of little gold tack around the edges - and put his feet on the seat cushion.
"Dude, were you born in a barn? Sit like a regular person." I said and couldn't believe I'd just sounded like my dad. What was happening? I was beginning to realize that without the steady influence of my conservative boyfriend, I had the capacity to be no fun. I didn't like it.
"I gotta let the tail hang over the edge." He said. I accepted the logic of that.
"Plus, I'm Antsy." Will said.
"You're pronouncing 'horny' wrong."
"That too. So horny. Seriously. I gotta release the Kraken." He said and reached for the zipper on the front of his jockstrap. The pull was a tiny silver padlock. He pulled it all the way down and I watched as his beautiful, plump penis dropped out of the center of his red leather pouch. His balls were still tucked inside. He cupped his hand over his bulge and reached down to pull his loose sack from inside as well so all of his junk was hanging out in front of me. It looked so good - so sexy.
I leaned forward between his knees and licked the tip of his swollen cock head. Will giggled and I watched as blood rushed to fill his semi-stiff dick. I watched it swing up slowly along the sparse, tiny light brown hairs on the inside of his thigh, until it was bobbing up and down, sticking straight out at me.
"Please suck my cock." Will begged. "I can't fucking wait any more. This has been the longest fucking night of my life." He added dramatically. I laughed and leaned in again and took his head in my mouth. It was so soft. It tasted so good. I felt it expand more in my mouth. I felt the ridge flare out against my lips and I swirled my tongue around it. It slid further into my mouth, simply due to his expanding length as it grew. I felt the firm skin of his shaft as his head hit the roof of my mouth. Then I tasted his sweet precum juice ooze out and mix with my saliva. I love the way he tastes. I wanted to drink his precum. I sucked hard on his head and he moaned and ran his fingers through my hair and pulled my face down further until I could feel his short, golden brown pubes tickle the tip of my nose. I reached up and held his nut sack in my hand and wrapped my fingers around that spot where all of his manhood connects to his pelvis. I started to pull my mouth back up, milking his cock of more sweet juice.
Then the door opened.
"Whoa!!" Brandon said, as he walked into the office carrying two boxes stacked in front of his naked chest.
"Sorry, we started the party without you, Brando." Will said as I continued to suck him.
"I've been waiting all night for the after party." Brandon said as he set the boxes down on the credenza behind Dix's desk. He stood watching me work.
"It's the whole reason we came to this extravaganza tonight." Will said and didn't wait for a response. "I've been missing that beer can of yours."
"Have you now?" Brandon said smirking. "And you think I'm just your boy toy that's gonna drop trou every time you two come to town?"
Will looked surprised like the thought that we wouldn't just pick up where we'd left off when Brandon left for grad school had never occurred to him. In fairness, it had never occurred to me either. Brandon could be dating someone now, he could simply be over the initial slutty phase of his sexual discovery; working at a place like Cell Block has probably given him ample access to all of the hot boys he'd ever want to be with if hooking up were all he was looking for.
Will seemed to suddenly sober up. He tapped me on the head which typically meant, 'take a little break, Buddy'. I reluctantly pulled off his dick, kissed his piss slit for good measure and sat down on the sofa seat cushion next to Will's feet. "Sorry, Brando." Will said. "We just missed you. It's been a long time. We didn't mean to be assholes."
"Will can speak for himself. I totally meant to be an asshole." I added smiling. Brandon laughed, fortunately.
"I'm just kidding, guys." He said and started unbuttoning his pants. He was already shirtless. "Dix and I have been talking about this all week." He pulled his tight tuxedo pants to the floor and stepped out of them. "I didn't even beat off this morning in the shower in anticipation." He added laughing. He stood completely naked, casually tugging on his fat pecker to loosen it up after it had been crammed into the tight satin pants. Then he flexed his guns like a 1950s beefcake photo, and we watched as his dick grew to half mast, betraying his internal excitement at what we all knew was about to happen. I was excited Dix was on board since we hadn't actually discussed anything.
"Turn around." Will said. "Show us all your hard work at the gym." Brandon smiled and turned to show us his muscular ass. Each back muscle was individually visible - something I hadn't noticed while he was behind the bar. He flexed his glutes, one at a time. "Holy shit!" Will added.
"Looks like you've been getting that hole ready for me all night, Will. Can I pull your tail out?"
"As long as you replace it with something." Will said, evidently back to being drunk and horny.
Brandon was completely naked and just climbed over the back of the sofa and sat on the over-stuffed back and put his feet down on the seat next to me. I was on my hands and knees, blowing Will. He started stroking his short, fat cock which grew an extra inch as reached full hardness and stuck straight up against his happy trail. I turned my head and was at eye level with the sagging skin of his ball sack as they rose up and down with each stroke.
I pulled off of Will's cock. "You trimmed your bush since we saw you last." I said as though just making casual conversation about the weather.
"It's actually growing back. I completely shaved a couple of months ago: pubes, chest, pits, the works. Never doing that again. I looked like a fucking monkey constantly scratching myself all over when it started growing back." He said, raising his arms to show me the short tufts of blonde hair that had grown back faster than his crotch. I leaned over and took his girthy boner in my mouth.
"Hey!!?" Will said in annoyance at having his cock ignored. I just waved him off without stopping.
"Oh, fuck yeah. It's been a while since I've gotten some good head."
"Really?" Will said. "In a place like this?"
"I said GOOD head." Brandon said, smirking. Will laughed and held his hand out to fist bump - more evidence of his intoxication.
"Seriously, though - how often do you hook up working here?" Will said. I was curious as well but just kept sucking him, waiting for Brandon's response.
"Um...not as much as I could. Shit, you should hear how many-...Holy Fuck!" Brandon interrupted himself as I slid my middle finger between his ass cheeks and the leather until I could push on his hole. "Damn. We're not in a hurray here, Matt." I just kept sucking and playing with his pucker. "Fuck! Goddamn." He added. I rubbed my middle finger around his piss slit to get it lubed up and then went back to his hole. "Seriously, Matt. Damn. Ok. That feels really good. I definitely haven't had that for a while."
Will looked at him, expectantly.
"Oh, yeah - sorry - so I get hit on, like constantly, all night long. I wasn't expecting that when I started. I'd never been to a club like this, you know? I was kinda overwhelmed at first, but then once I got used to it, I decided it was fun; You know? It was a pretty big ego boost. I never got hit on by guys at home. I'd only messed around with a couple of guys after your poker parties, you know - opened the door so to speak. So, I'm not gonna lie; I went home with a few guys after that. It was fun, I guess, although it's weird too 'cause you don't know 'em at all - it's all just based on their looks, or their smile, or whatever - and some of 'em, even though they're - you know...good lookin', some of 'em were weird as fuck, or lived in a shit hole, or lived with their mom. This one guy was super loud and his mom was like, right out in the next room, like folding laundry or some shit. I'm like, who does this? My mom would freak the fuck out. She'd freak out if she knew what this place even was. And my dad. Fuck. I'd love to see his face walking into this place. Anyway, I sorta had my fill of randos after like the first month of working here and made a 'no customer' rule. Not that I'm not tempted by at least one or two guys every night, though. I started jerking off right before my shift, so I'd be less tempted, you know? Doesn't really help by the end of the night though - you know what I mean? I had a guy offer me $5,000 to go home with him once."
"No shit!?" Will said. "Did you do it?"
"Fuck, No!" Brandon said. "Maybe if he'd been handsome - but let's just say he had the kind of looks that required payment. Now maybe for ten grand..." he added laughing. Will apparently gave him a shocked look. "I'm kidding. He was old." Brandon added. Will still looked shocked. "Not old like you guys. You guys are like hot daddies. Not even daddies - you're like a hot middle-aged businessman - and Matt here - he's like Eddie Vedder or Dave Grohl - those guys have kids now, you know? But still hot as fuck. This guy was old, old - I'm talking, like, grampa old."
We both knew Brandon was trying to make us feel better but being called 'middle aged' by a hot twenty-three-year-old, was hard not to be interpreted as insulting. Apparently, we were both a little sensitive about not being in the youth demographic anymore. We'd both discussed the fact that we had regret not knowing how much fun man sex was when we were horny teens and twenty-somethings - or even thirty-somethings. Discovering it at 40 came with some baggage.
"Ouch" Will said. I saw his banana cock had drooped down slightly and was now pointed straight out. Brandon's soliloquy was a bit of a boner kill.
"Oh, fuck! You know what I meant. You guys are not old. You're just older than me - you know? Older guys are hot as fuck! It's like the coach when you were in high school, or your boss at McDonald's, or your dad's best friend, or your hot uncle." Brandon said, revealing so much more about his own sexual awakening than he knew.
Those scenarios were all hot. So many of us, who didn't partake of the cock in our youth, still remember who turned us on. All of those resonated with me. I didn't understand at the time why I was so drawn to my own wrestling and baseball coaches, or my dad's college buddy, who I always thought couldn't possibly be the same age because his body was so much more fit - his ass so much rounder. I also remember staring at my uncle Bruce's bulge at every holiday gathering. He was five years younger than my dad and seemed so much cooler. He was a show-er, and he wore his jeans tight. I couldn't relate to the hot boss though; mine has been a greasy, fat fuck, who was also an asshole, but I had friends with hot basses. My best friend worked at a golf course and his manager was cool and looked like Richard Gere.
I only know now, in retrospect, what those feelings were and the curiosity they indicated. My boner was back to full strength again thinking about them, but the momentary deflation had caused my precum to drool out. I glanced down and saw a long, thick strand connecting my cock to small puddle on the sofa seat cushion. I glanced over at Will and noticed that Brandon's clarification had worked on him as well. The banana was pointed back up at the ceiling. I reached over and wrapped my fist around it and stroked him as I returned my mouth to Brandon's fatty.
"Did you guys switch that tail? Like did you both have it in?" Brandon asked when he noticed the furry dog tail matched my wolf costume and not Will's fireman. "You two are fucking hilarious. I guess I know which one of you is getting it tonight - both of you!" Brandon said smiling.
"The ass wants what the ass wants." Will said which made me laugh.
"I just liked the tail for my costume, but if that makes me more...versatile tonight, so be it!" I added.
"So if a stiff dick just happened by that hot furry ass of yours, you might put out the welcome mat?" Brandon asked. It made me laugh that he still couldn't always bring himself to be as graphic when it came to sex - like he was still getting used to the idea in his head, that he actually liked man sex.
"I left the porch light on for you." I responded, matching his subtlety.
"Who's leaving porch lights on for who?" We heard Dix yell as he entered the room. In my head I corrected him with 'whom' but was smart enough to leave it in my head. Dix was carrying two zippered money pouches and was followed by Teddy, still dressed in his leather vest and chaps and his bright pink jockstrap. He looked older than he had in the darkness of the bar. I guessed now that he was older than Will and me by a few years - 48 - maybe even 50 but was still very fit and muscular. His face looked weathered though. Maybe he'd just lead a tough life. "You guys met Teddy?" Dix added, making introductions.
"Hey boys. Have fun out there tonight?"
"Hey Teddy." All three of us said at nearly the same time.
"Kinda rude not waiting for us to start." Dix said smiling.
"I've been trying to slow these fuckers down." Brandon said. "They're on a mission tonight."
"I see that." Dix said locking the money bags in the bottom drawer of an old metal filing cabinet in the corner. He was already pulling his tie off and unbuttoning his white dress shirt as he walked toward the sofa. I had a flash of him wearing essentially the same thing - black pants and a white dress shirt and a skinny black tie - when we first saw him bringing us menus in the hotel restaurant that first tournament weekend.
My cock got rigid from the memory of those first few exciting days and nights with Will as we tentatively but passionately unleashed years of cock lust with each other. Dix had been the second man for each of us and had shown us the ropes in a way that will always make him special. It was so great to see him and I could tell he felt the same. We'd only seen him four times after that first weekend - every time we were back for the tournaments until the boys graduated. It was a reunion we all looked forward to. And now look at him; our little Dixon had suddenly turned from a boy into a man.
As he pulled off his shirt, I noticed his chest covered in hair. Even his stomach had a wide swath of dark brown fuzz down the middle. He had a treasure highway instead of just a trail. He was starting to look more like me, although I had that much hair by the time I graduated from high school. I knew from my college years that that just keeps going until your mid-twenties. It was so hot. Like he'd turned into his own older brother or something. He had a closely cropped beard now and he'd traded his shaggy mop of dark brown hair for the hipster cut that everybody else his age had where his beard just stopped a couple of inches from his hair. It was all so precise - a look that didn't match my image of him as the shaggy stoner anymore. He still had his kind eyes and innocent smile though. He had turned from an adorable boy into an equally adorable man.
I was happy to see the precision of his grooming stopped at his waist. His bush was still just as wild and untamed as that first afternoon in the hotel when he'd broken the rules and snuck up to fraternize with the guests. He didn't need to trim his pubes to create the illusion of a longer dick. His flaccid dick was about five inches so was proportionally perfect for the dense tangle above it.
"Aww. I've missed you, Big Dix" I said, staring directly at his pecker as he walked over and sat, naked on the opposite arm from Will.
Dix laughed. "He's missed his hot daddies too."
"So it's old home week for your guys, huh?" Brandon said. He knew about our connection but had never actually seen us all together.
"I think you mean old homo week." Teddy said. He was standing in just his pink jock now between the sofa and desk. Brandon bristled. I felt him tense up. He was still a newbie to all of this and apparently didn't like labels.
"So...how's this all gonna work?" Dix said. "Based on the tails tonight, I'd say we're getting us some tail of our own." He slid down from arm rest to sit on his knees on the seat cushion right behind me. Then I felt him lean over and grab my ass cheeks and spread them apart. "Fuck. Look at that furry daddy ass, Teddy." Then I felt his mouth on my hole. I moaned and switched to going down on Will's cock since it allowed me to straighten out on the sofa.
Teddy bent over the arm rest and did the same thing to Dix's hole. I felt the vibrations of his moan at my pucker. Brandon leaned over from my left side and pulled Will's face toward his for a sloppy kiss. I couldn't see it, but I could hear how sloppy it was. My cock surged and I felt more precum ooze out.
Brandon broke their kiss and climbed off the back of the sofa and came up behind Will, who jolted when Brandon pulled the furry dog tail butt plug from his ass. Then he lurched forward, shoving his cock further down my throat as Brandon shoved two fingers into Will's hole to replace the plug and stretch him out even further.
"Get your ass off of there." Brandon said as he cupped his arms under Will's pits and slowly pulled him off of the arm rest, dislodging his boner from my mouth in the process. Brandon pulled Will to his feet and wrapped his arms around him from behind. I watched as Brandon closed his eyes and smiled as if enjoying the feeling of revisiting somewhere he knew and loved. It was almost as if he were climbing into a comfy bed after a hard day's work - but a bed he was going to roll over and hump his pillow on too.
Brandon's hands felt Will's entire body and were in slow, constant motion, moving from his biceps and shoulders to his firm pecs and pits to his bush and balls before finally settling in on his rigid rod. I knew his own erection was lodged firmly in Will's crack as he ground against him as he stroked Will's wet cock. Then he pushed Will forward and slid his left-hand down Will's back until his thumb was at the top of Will's crack. Brandon was staring down at his own fat tool when I saw the look of discomfort flash across Will's face briefly before turning into a joyous smile and I knew Brandon had fully inserted his beer can cock inside him. The butt plug had obviously helped. Brandon was balls deep in no time compared to our poker nights when getting that thick rod up anyone's hole took considerable effort. Will hung his head down and gripped the arm rest as Brandon started to pump in and out, getting a sensuous rhythm going. I rarely got to see Will's face at that moment when pain turned into pleasure. I was so hard.
Dix started to get upright on his knees, and I took that opportunity to turn my body so that I kept my knees on the seat cushion but was facing the back of the sofa. I spread my legs apart and just leaned over the back against the cool, soft leather. This was going to be a very comfortable place to get fucked.
"Damn. That's a nice fuckin' ass." Teddy said. I was surprised when I turned around to see who he was referring to and he was looking at me and groping his own package through the pouch of his jock. Then I watched as he put his thumbs through the waistband and peeled it off, exposing a nice six-inch cock that was at about three-quarter staff, with a wide, flared mushroom head. He spit into his hand and started jacking off and his member grew the rest of the way to fully erect and pointing at the ceiling.
"Nice one." Dix said, which surprised me as it indicated he had never seen it and this was the first time they'd played around together.
"Thanks." Teddy said. "You're as impressive as they said you were." He added referring to Dix's stiff seven plus inches.
"Who's 'they'?" Dix asked, sounding surprised.
Teddy responded by singing the Gotye song title, "somebody that you used to know." The man could actually sing.
"Seriously, Who?" Dix pressed him.
"I don't fuck and tell." Teddy added with authority which ended the inquiry.
"But apparently 'they' do." Dix said.
I took from that exchange that they had mutual friends and also that Dix didn't mess around that much and was more private than I'd have expected. I felt better about that. This seemed like the kind of place that would breed sluttiness. Apparently, Will and I were what instigated that.
"Uuuugghhh!" Dix grunted as he thrust hard into me, forcing my chest against the padded leather sofa back. I looked behind me and realized that Teddy had inserted his mushroom head into him, making him the meat in a daddy sandwich between me and Teddy. Teddy was a verbal top.
"That's it, Fucker. Take my fat head! Relax. Hold still! You got such a pretty little ass." Teddy said to Dix as I continued to feel him thrusting into both of us.
The room was suddenly filled with the sounds of grunts and moans and skin smacking together. I loved that sound. The only time I've heard it was at our poker parties and I realized how much better it sounded live than in porn videos. I missed it. I glanced over at Will who had his eyes closed in pleasure, rocking to the rhythm of Brandon's thrusts up into his hole. I looked up at Brandon who smiled and puckered his lips to make a kiss at me and then raised his bulky arms up behind his head. He flexed his guns, showing off the little tufts of blonde hair in his pits again and kept thrusting, no-handed into Will's ass. I moaned at the beautiful sight and felt more precum drool out onto the seat cushion between my legs.
"THE FUCK!" We all looked over to the office door to see Jordan walk in and stop in his tracks when he saw our five naked, sweaty bodies moving on the sofa.
"OUT!!!" Dix said with a level of authority that sent a shiver down my back. Dixon, the man, was even hotter than Dix, the scruffy young waiter and go go boy. "Seriously!!" He reiterated and Jordan looked stunned and stepped backwards out the door and shut it.
We continued to fuck. I hadn't been fucked by anyone but Will in a very long time. I knew his rhythm and how his hips move as he thrusts. It was strange and hot to feel the motions of someone else behind me - the subtle differences in how everyone fucks.
I wanted a cock in my mouth - ideally Will's - but his was behind the arm of the sofa. I leaned sideways until he opened his eyes and got the picture, and he leaned forward until our lips could meet. Sucking on his tongue while I got pounded from behind would have to suffice for now.
"Awww. Look at the lovebirds." Teddy said and I felt him intentionally slam hard into Dix, which separated Will and me briefly. We regained our kiss though, and our tongues became a wet, sloppy tangle and we kept our mouths open wide to adjust for the motion from our backsides. A mutually timed thrust from both Brandon and Dix made our teeth clank together and we decided to back up and just let the fucking take over. My boner was slapping up against my furry stomach when the door opened again.
"I said get the fuck out!" Dix yelled before he saw that it was Aaron who'd opened it, not Jordan. Aaron looked shocked and started to back up.
"No! Wait! I invited him." Brandon said momentarily stopping his thrusts. Aaron stopped again looking as though he wasn't sure who's command to follow.
"Fuck. Sorry, Aaron. I thought you were Jordan. That slutty fucker is always trying to...wedge himself into some hook up situation. He's probably rubbing one right now after walking in on us. C'mon in. If you want to." Dix said. I couldn't believe he could get so many words out while simultaneously fucking and getting fucked. Management had made him a multitasker.
"Seriously, come in. And shut the door." Brandon said to Aaron who slowly walked in. He still looked shocked - his eyes were wide, and he was still near the closed door. "I told you it was gonna be crazy. You know Dix and Teddy. These are two old friends, Will and Matt."
Aaron's mouth hung open. "What the fuck are you guys doing here?" He finally said.
"Um...we work here." Brandon said, laughing.
"Seriously, what the fuck?" Aaron said and Brandon finally noticed that Aaron wasn't talking to him. Now he was confused. Then Aaron started laughing which confused all of us.
"You're the only one still dressed, Aaron." I said. He looked at me and I smiled at him.
"You two..." Aaron said and stopped, unable to articulate the clutter of conflicting thoughts in his head.
"What's happening right now?" Brandon said. "Where's Jake?"
"WHAT?" Will said. "Jacob?" He paused. "Does he mean my Jacob?" Will added turning to Aaron.
"Your Jacob?" Brandon said, pulling his cock out of Will's ass.
"What the fuck is going on here?" Dix said, also pulling out of my ass. I felt the cold air on my hole. I didn't like it. There was an awkward silence. None of us understood what was happening, but it had put a damper on what had been an awesomely erotic half hour.
Aaron seemed to be the only one who was figuring it out. "Please don't tell me the daddies you said you'd hooked up with at home are these two pervy bastards." He asked Brandon, having little doubt he'd put two and two together. Brandon had told him and Jake about the two hot men he'd periodically hooked up with once he'd finally gotten comfortable discussing such things after the fourth or fifth time Brandon had engaged in the boy's little locker room trysts after working out at the gym. They'd asked Brandon how he got started with guys and he had briefly described his recent encounters with a group of older men that his roommate knew. Aaron knew Brandon was a newbie at the time and had been surprised that his only other encounter hadn't been with some other college buddy his age.
"You know them?!" Brandon said in a mixture of question and statement. "How?"
"That's Jake's dad."
"Who the fuck is Jake?" Teddy said, also now just standing with a boner, looking confused. "I feel like I'm watching one of those Spanish soap operas." That made me laugh to myself.
I looked over at Will who suddenly looked sick.
"Holy fuck!" Brandon said looking down at Will and pulling out.
"Wait, you know Jake?" I asked Brandon. "How do you know Jake? He's only visited here once. Did you meet him through Aaron?" I asked.
"Seriously, who is this Jake guy?" Teddy asked. "And why do we care? Can we just get back to...this." He added pointing down toward his boner and Dix's ass.
"Yeah, who's Jake?" Dix asked. "Wait, wasn't that dancer named Jake?"
"Jacob's not a dancer." Will said. "Wait. Is there a dancer named, Jake? Thank god. I thought you were talking about MY Jacob." Will said and suddenly sounded relieved.
"But Aaron said you were his dad." Brandon said, still confused. Suddenly everyone looked at Aaron.
"I'm gonna go." Aaron said and started to turn to leave.
"Don't go. I really wanted to..." Brandon started but didn't know how to finish.
"Wanted to what?" Aaron said.
Brandon was silent for a minute and Aaron started to turn again. "Wait. I wanted you to be here."
"Me?" Aaron said with genuine surprise. Aaron had been lusting after Brandon for months now - since he first saw him at Cell Block. Brandon was the main reason Aaron came here so often. He knew it was silly. Brandon looked like a movie star and had guys practically falling to their knees at him all night long here. He'd had a crush on Brandon since those handful of hookups at the gym. A real crush - not just lust. When Brandon had casually asked him if he wanted to join in a little after party, he had been thrilled inside - even though he wasn't exactly sure what that meant. "Why me?"
"Because I like you." Brandon said.
"Oh, for fuck's sake." Teddy said. "Buy each other a valentine and go get a room. We're in the middle of something here and I'm all riled up now. We gotta get this train back on the tracks."
"You like me?" Aaron said and started smirking. "You're such a romantic, flirting with me while you have your fat prick shoved up inside Jake's dad.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Will said. "I thought this Jake guy is a dancer here."
"He is!" Both Aaron and Brandon said at the same time. Will's mouth hung open. Mine was probably in the same condition. None of that made sense. Jake was at a sorority party with some frat brothers and had only been here once before.
"Will someone please tell me what the fuck is going on here!" Will said, finally standing up. His banana dick was now just plump and hanging down, a short string of precum hanging from the end.
"Fine." Aaron started. "I can't believe this is apparently what's going on." He paused. I was on my knees on the sofa and all four of the other naked men were now standing, waiting for Aaron's Benoit Blanc to reveal the mystery as though it were the climactic scene in a new Knives Out porn parody. He'd have been called Benoit Balls in that one though.
Aaron continued. "Ok, pay attention. This is some fucking crazy-ass shit. I know Brandon because he and I and my friend Jake used to hook up in the locker room at our local gym back home. Hot times too, by the way, but those are stories for later. Brandon got introduced to the magic of man sex by Matt and Will here. It seems like an unbelievable coincidence, but these two horndogs were pretty active once they also discovered the magic of dick. I have no idea how you all got connected but it appears that Brandon's been playing hide the beer can with both father and son. Congratulations, by the way, Bro. That's an impressive feat even for someone as hot as you - especially since you didn't even know you were doing it." Aaron paused for second. "So...which one is the better hook up?
It was hard to tell if Aaron was annoyed or just giving him shit. Brandon was speechless, which wasn't surprising given that he was just learning this information for himself in real time.
"You tell me." Brandon said a little sternly.
"What does that mean?" Aaron said.
"You kissed Matt at the Bar and he just asked you why you still had your clothes on and I saw you making out with Will before he started blowing that buddy of yours under his kilt earlier - so I wouldn't be calling the pot black, Mr. Kettle. I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who's had his fat prick buried in these two."
Aaron looked surprised, but then smiled. "I like you too." He said and walked over to Brandon and planted his mouth on his. The two of them made out for about twenty seconds while we just watched.
"Oh, for fuck's sake." Teddy said. "What next?"
Aaron finally broke their kiss. Brandon's dick was hard again, just from Aaron's kiss. It was weirdly kind of sweet. Young lust.
"So you invited THEM back here too?" Aaron asked Brandon.
"Nope. That was Dix. He's the one that knows them. That's how I got the job here." Brandon said. It was Aaron's turn to be confused.
"Thank you again for that, guys." Dix said, just standing and stroking his cock. "Brando's my best bartender."
"Hey!!" Teddy said, slapping Dix's ass.
"Ouch! Fuck! You don't even work here." Dix said and started laughing. "Thanks for filling in tonight though."
"I'm here for the employee benefits tonight. Bend over." Teddy said and he wasn't joking. He grabbed Dix's ass and then slid his fingers between his cheeks and tried to finger his hole.
"Dude. Chill. We have all night." Dix said, trying to read the room. "So are we good, now? We had a good thing going here. Let's get back to it." He directed to us.
"You heard the man." Teddy said and started stroking his cock and playing with Dix's ass.
"You wanna take a turn?" Brandon said, pushing Will down forward so he was bent over again over the arm of the sofa and stepping back from his ass. "I can get you ready." He smirked. I was shocked at how forward Brandon was being. He'd either come out of his shell here over the last few months, which made sense working in a place with this much sexual charge in the atmosphere all the time, or he just really had the hots for Aaron. Maybe both. "You do have way too many clothes on."
"I'll second that." I added.
"I've been waiting to see this porn cock I've heard so much about." Dix said.
Aaron smiled and striped down in front of us. He was half hard already and as soon as he was naked, Brandon dropped to his knees and started sucking his cock and jacking it at the same time. He choked on it and gagged. We all watched for a minute. Will grabbed Brandon's beer bottle and chugged the remaining half of it down. I couldn't get a handle on whether he was still disturbed about their Jake comments. Jake obviously wasn't a dancer here. I didn't understand why they were intentionally trying to confuse Will. I was also picturing Aaron and Jake and Brandon messing around in the gym shower room, or sauna, or steam room - probably all of the above. It had rejuvenated my horniness again.
Will looked around as if he wanted to find another bottle. Then he climbed up and sat on the back of the sofa with his junk in front of my face. His mouth smiled but his eyes looked a little stressed - but maybe it was the many beers he'd consumed. I leaned forward and started sucking. Dix went back to fingering my hole in anticipation of reinserting his boner, Teddy was undoubtedly already pushing his mushroom head against Dix's little star. It was on again.
"Holy fuckin' shit!" Teddy said when Brandon finally came up for air and Aaron's massive stiff dong was fully on display. "You told me he was big but, god damn!" It wasn't clear to me who he was talking to, Dix or Brandon.
"Oh my god." Dix said seeing it in person for the first time as well and answering my question. Apparently Brandon had been fueling the rumor mill around the bar tonight, further evidence that he was indeed excited to be hooking up with Aaron again. I wondered why it hadn't happened before tonight if Aaron was here so often and they both seemed to like each other. They must really like each other - like for more than a hook up.
It was like the two of them were at a different after party: their own. It was kind of cute, but at the same time, I knew Will had been excited to get his fill of fat cock tonight; we didn't play around like this at home - this was going to be the culmination of our wild weekend away.
Aaron and Brandon continued to just make out and grind their cocks together behind the sofa. Dix went back to fucking me. I was enjoying being spit roasted - a position I rarely got to fill.
I'm not sure what was going on behind me with Teddy, but he seemed to be having trouble getting in the same rhythm with Dix.
I saw him walk around and start feeling Will up. He was moving his hands right in front of my face, playing with Will's pubes and fondling his balls as I sucked. Will was finally starting to loosen up again and had leaned back against Teddy's trimmed, hairy chest and leaned his head back and brought his arm around the back of Teddy's neck to share some sloppy kisses with him.
Brandon and Aaron whispered into each other's ears and then stepped over behind Teddy and whispered in his ear as well. he snickered and grabbed Will under his arms and pulled him from the back of sofa to a standing position.
I was a little annoyed as this had been the second time someone had yanked Will's beautiful banana cock from me.
"I need a dick." I said, probably sounding pouty.
"Since when is my cock not enough for you?" Dix said as his thrust harder against my ass, making me grunt.
"Your cock feels awesome." I said. "Just hungry for one in my mouth too."
Teddy dropped to a squat and dove into Will's crack making him moan. After a couple of minutes, he'd stood again behind Will and hocked a big mouthful of spit down onto his boner. I watched as Will's eyes closed as Teddy entered him from behind. He was bent over slightly and had gripped the back of the sofa again. His face was near mine again. We kissed but didn't keep making out after the teeth-clanking incident. We just put our mouths on each other's necks and nuzzled into each other as we each got fucked. I loved the feeling of getting pounded from behind with my face buried again Will. The smell of his sweat mixed with his new Sauvage cologne was making my boner leak. I was getting close to needing to shove my own cock somewhere. I stroked intermittently but was getting pretty close to cumming and didn't want it to be from masturbating. I wanted to fuck.
I watched over Will's shoulder as Aaron was now the one on his knees servicing Brandon. It was like watching live porn. They were so hot: both of them even hotter than they had been at home.
It could feel Teddy's thrust into Will by the lurching of Will's shoulder against my forehead. His speed was increasing. I knew he was about to bust inside my boyfriend's ass. Dix must have been getting off on watching Teddy's impending nut as well as I felt his thrusts get harder and closer together. Fuck, this was hot.
I let go of the back of the sofa with my right hand and wrapped it around Will's neck to keep us locked in sync. He did the same. The long stubble on our cheeks was rubbing together like sandpaper. Dix had now matched the speed of Teddy's thrusts and we were all in a single coordinated fuck. I could see Will's stiff banana cock swinging between his legs and slapping up against his belly. I wanted to see him spontaneously shoot his load.
Teddy suddenly started jackhammering Will and I knew the end was near. He grunted loudly then finally just held his pelvis still against Will's ass and I knew his cock was pulsing inside, emptying his balls.
"FFUUUUCKK!!" Teddy yelled as he squirt. The catharsis was dramatic. Then he slowly started thrusting again to milk out the last of his load.
"Oooohhhhhhhyyyyeeaaahhhh!" Dix moaned behind me, suddenly stopping and pressing tightly against me and gripping my hips. I felt the subtle pulsing at my pucker as he dumped his cum load inside me as well. Will and I just leaned our foreheads against each other's naked, sweaty shoulders.
I wanted to fuck him so badly: all slippery and wet and full of Teddy's load. Dix's cock was still rigid though and he hadn't pulled out yet, still rocking against me with his palms on my fuzzy ass.
Before I could make a move to stand, Brandon had pushed Teddy aside and had inserted his fat prick into Will's hole. Will grunted as the larger model stretched him out but there was no grimace of pain this time. Brandon entered his messy wet chute and was balls deep in one smooth move.
Will moaned and turned his face to kiss me and we, playfully, made out and licked each other's lips and faces and necks. Brandon's speed increased to the point at which we had to go back to each other's shoulders again.
"What are you doing back there?" I asked Dix who had never removed his cock from my ass and was slowly picking up the pace again as well. I didn't feel his cock deflate at all; he was still hard as a post. "I thought you were done."
"Oh, I finished...but I'm far from done." Dix said. "I love this big hairy ass so much."
"You gonna go again, Boss?" Brandon said, smiling at him over our backs.
"Fuck yeah, Bro." Dix said as he picked up the pace. "I definitely got another one in me."
"Drain those balls, Boss!" Brandon said and I felt his thrusts against Will speed up as well. It seemed like he was getting off on being on a level playing field with his Dix who he normally viewed as his supervisor. They were a hot pair of opposites. Dix was dark and getting furry and had very hot legs - you know those guys who have such hairy legs they look like minataur beast from the thighs down. The rest of his body was catching up though. In addition to the hair on his chest and stomach, the hair he'd always had in his crack was expanding out over his nice round butt cheeks.
Brandon on the other hand was a Ken doll but with working genitalia. He was a blonde god, with just a sparse dusting of white-blonde hair on his shins and a grayish-blonde bush. His big biceps and smooth, sculpted chest were glistening with sweat which only added to the sleek contrast with Dix who'd been raised working in hot restaurant kitchens and hadn't broken a sweat yet.
"I'm gonna nut!" Brandon said. It seemed quick but he had already had quite a bit of action and Aaron was behind him humping against his ass. I'd be close to busting too with Aaron's monster dong between my cheeks.
"C'mon, Bro. Give it to him. Give Will your nut." Aaron was growling into Brandon's ear from behind. "I want him next. Get him all lubed up for me."
Brandon smiled and put his hands up behind his head again and flexed those impressive guns as he fucked no-handed again. Aaron leaned his head around and licked his blonde pits, making Brandon giggle. Then Brandon bent his knees slightly and thrust his fat cock up hard into Will's hole. "Ooohhhh Fuuuck Yeeaahhh!!" Brandon moaned and he leaned back against Aaron and reached down to grab Will's hips to stead himself as he blew his spunk inside. The squishing suction sounds of two loads being driven in deep made my own cock ache to be inside him too.
Brandon bent over and kissed Will's back. "Thanks, Daddy Will."
"My turn." Aaron said and stepped right up to Will's backside as soon as Brandon pulled out and stepped aside. "Ooo. Damn. You're slippery." Aaron added as Brandon switched places with him and snuggled up behind Aaron and slid his cum-covered, still-rigid prick between Aaron's smooth little butt cheeks. Aaron slid his two middle fingers into Will's gaping hole and stole some of Teddy and Brandon's spooge to slick up his huge rod. Then he reached down and cupped his hands under the bottom of Will's ass cheeks and pulled them apart a little more before pushing slowly inside.
"Hoooooly Fuck!" Will moaned as Aaron entered him. Brandon's cock was slightly fatter than Aaron's so it slid in easily, but his length impaled Will in a way he hadn't felt in a long time. His eyes got wide as Aaron filled him up and he started grunting quietly and breathing heavy as Aaron started speeding up his long strokes in and out.
"Damn. How's that feel, Daddy Will?" Dix said as the sight of him getting stuck like a pig turned him on so much he started slamming into me even harder.
"Fuck, yeah, Dix!" I moaned. "Give me that dick! Breed my hole. I wanna feel you dump another load: C'mon, Do me again."
"Oh, yeah, Daddy! You like that? You like it when I push my own load up inside you?" Dix said through labored breaths.
"Oh. Oh. Yes. Fuck, yes!" I moaned back to him.
"You gonna fill this guy up?" Teddy said to Dix like he was his father or a coach encouraging him to give it his all. Dix just smiled and grunted and kept fucking.
"Fuck, that's hot." Aaron said. He was apparently commenting on whatever Brandon was doing to him while he was fucking Will. "Keep doing that. That drives me crazy."
"You like that?" Brandon purred into his ear. "Is everybody always paying attention to that big dick and no one ever takes care of these cum tanks?"
"Yeah. I love that. Keep doing that." Aaron said, breathing heavily and thrusting harder. Brandon's right shoulder was down; he must be tugging on Aaron's balls from behind.
"What about this?" Brandon said. I saw his arm moving and figured he was playing with Aaron's crack and fingering his hole.
"Oh, Bro. You know I love that. Don't stop. Don't stop. I'm gonna nut. I'm almost there." Aaron moaned.
"Do it. Spurt that load deep, Bro. You know how he likes it." Brandon said. "Your big porn cock is gonna push my nut so far up his ass. C'mon, Bro. Let me feel that ass clench back here."
"Oh, fuck...oh, fuckkk....FUUUUUUCCCCK!!!" Aaron groaned and slowed his thrusts, and we knew he was sending his seed deep inside Will's gut. Will just rocked with Aaron's rhythm with his head down against the back of the sofa, grunting softly in time with the thrusts until he just exhaled and brought his head up and looked at us and smiled. His eyes were glossy. He still looked a little drunk.
"Here it is...finally...fuck, yeah!" DIx moaned and spasmed against my backside and I knew he was finally emptying his balls as well. He pulled out and I felt his semen drooling out of my hole down my taint. "Yum." Dix added and bent down to slurp his cum off the back of my sack. I arched my back to give him better access. It felt good to stretch. My ass was suddenly sore from his extended double pounding.
My cock needed release. I enjoyed being fucked, especially this time when that dog tail plug had helped get me ready, but I'm a top boy at heart and the sounds of Will's sloppy hole were making me crazy. I was day dreaming of sloppy thirds that whole time and it was finally my turn up at bat.
I climbed up over the back of the sofa and smacked Will on the ass as I stood behind him. I leaned over to his ear. "My turn."
"Mmmgghhh." Will growled something I couldn't identify.
"What's that, Will? You can't wait to have my boner inside you too?" I said.
"Really?" Will said somewhat defeated. "I'm kinda sore." All five of the rest of us laughed.
"Tough shit, Loverboy." I said. "You're not stopping me from getting sloppy thirds in a stretched-out hole." I said and slid my thumb over his bright red, gaping pucker and rubbed the jizm that was leaking out all around it and then shoved my thumb inside. It slid in so easily; it felt like I stuck my thumb into a jar of warm cinnamon roll icing.
I moved my slippery thumb up to the small of his back and pushed him down on my stiff cock. "OOOooohhh, yyeeeaaaah!" I groaned as my aching cock slid inside him almost as if there were no walls to the inside of his chute: just warm, messy goo. I love a tight hole gripping my shaft, but I love this feeling more.
Will's sloppy hole provided no friction at all which was fine as I'd been so horny for so long that if he provided any resistance, I'd have busted as soon as I bottomed out in him. I couldn't take my eyes off the sight of my fat boner slamming into his crack. My thick bush was immediately matted and wet with the massive loads pumped into him. The squishing and squelching sounds were so hot.
The four other guys just gathered around the back of the sofa, jacking their spent dicks and cheering me on. Brandon and Aaron had their arms around each other's shoulders and were stroking each other as they watched.
I only lasted a couple of minutes.
"Oh, fuck. It's cumming." I said as I felt the roiling in my gut and knew my orgasm was imminent. "Oh...oh...oh...oh...OOOOHhhhhh!" I groaned and it felt like I was taking a forceful morning piss, I had so much cum.
"Damn, Dude." Will said. I think I felt that in my throat." We all laughed.
"I'll get your throat later, Buddy." I said. "Anybody want seconds?"
"I didn't get firsts." Dix said at the same time Will blurred out, "No." We laughed again, partly because of the relief after so many hours of being horny.
"I'm ready to go again." Teddy said.
"Let's have a beer." Dix said. You wanna go grab some from the cooler, Brando?"
"Sure, Boss." Brandon said. He turned to walk toward the office door and then he turned back. "I might need some help." He added, looking Aaron in the eyes and smiling flirtatiously. Aaron smiled back and followed him out the door.
"I think it's gonna be a while before we get our beers." Teddy said.
"We'll send in reinforcements if they're not back in ten minutes." Dix said smiling. "I gotta go grab a smoke." He added.
"When did you start smoking?" Will added with an air of parental disapproval.
"Uh, when I was fifteen." Dix said. "I know it's stupid. It's been hard trying to quit working in restaurants and clubs though. Everybody smokes. It's like the only way to get a break when it's busy."
The office door swung open hard and Dix and Teddy and Will and I all looked over surprised Brandon and Aaron were back already and not fucking in the cooler. It wasn't them.
"Dad?!"
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