Taking Our Sons to the Tournament: Chapter 11
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CHAPTER 11: The After Party
"How far is it to your place?" Will asked Caleb as we stood outside of Cell Block waiting for the hot Latino valet to bring his car around.
"Only a few minutes from here; maybe seven or eight minutes." Caleb responded.
"Cool." Will said turning to me and smiling. He was obviously anxious to get things going. The cute valet sped up with Caleb's light blue Acura and hit the brakes hard. Caleb looked at him, annoyed and slipped him a folded bill before sliding into the driver's seat. "Shotgun!" Will added like he was eleven and took the front seat. I opened the rear passenger door and waved Patrick in.
"Such a gentleman." He said as he got in and slid over to make room for me.
"He wants to get into your pants." Will said.
"He's already had his finger down mine." I said as I put my hand on Patrick's thigh, trying to make it sound like I wasn't the aggressor here even though I was feeling very much like I just wanted all of us to be naked already. Patrick just turned to look at me and then leaned in for a kiss. I felt like I was in high school again but this time responding to instigation instead of leading the way. I kissed him back letting our tongues intertwine. He tasted good and his stubble around his short goatee was rough and hot against my face. This was a new experience for me since Will had a full beard until tonight and then was clean-shaven and smooth, and Dix was wild and scruffy until tonight as well. I hadn't experienced straight up stubble against my face until sitting down with Patrick in the booth in the basement bar. It was my favorite so far; rough and masculine but didn't get in the way of feeling the intimacy of a face.
My first kisses with Will and his beard had seemed hyper-taboo; like jumping right into the deep end of the pool without testing the water first. I remember instantly getting that feeling in my gut like I was getting ready to cum but the fear kept me from going over the edge. Making out with my newly clean- shaven friends tonight had been hot, for sure, but mostly because we were on display on the dance floor. The physical sensation was more like all of the kisses I've had with women - soft and smooth. Patrick's mouth was perfect - his full lips, white teeth, minty mouth, and black stubble were all just right. I could have made out in this back seat all night.
Will was less patient. He immediately starting groping Caleb as we drove off.
"Whoa, buddy!" Caleb said reaching for Will's hand and pulling it out of his crotch.
"I wanna feel your big dick." Will said as he leaned over to kiss Caleb's neck.
"Seriously, Willy Boy." Caleb said sternly but also giggled slightly at the tickling sensation.
"Does that mean I can't blow you while you drive?" Will asked, giving Caleb his most charming smile.
Caleb laughed out loud. "You're such a newbie." He paused and glanced back at Patrick who smiled as they made eye contact. "Road head is overrated...and pretty dangerous."
"Maybe I misjudged you." Will teased him. "You seemed like more of a rebel."
I was a little shocked. That seemed like it could have easily offended Caleb. We barely knew them and Will was giving him shit like he was ball busting a teammate in the locker room.
"Fuck you!" Caleb said like he was ready for a fight. When he saw the shocked look on Will's face, he put on a big smile. "Just kiddin'" he added. Then he floored it while simultaneously unbuckling his jeans. "Let's see if you've got some skills." He added.
Will's eyes lit up like he'd been handed an ice cream cone and started to lean over into Caleb's lap.
"Whoa!" Caleb said. "Kidding again. Damn, you're so horny. You're acting like you haven't nutted in a week....we'll be home in a couple of minutes. I don't wanna walk to the house with a boner."
"You mean I have to be the only one?" Will said flashing his smile again. We all laughed.
"You won't be." I said and everyone laughed again. I slid my hand up Patrick's thigh and felt that apparently Caleb would be only one not boned up walking to his house.
"Here we are boys." Caleb said as he parallel parked into a spot on a crowded urban street lined with old brick houses with large front porches and a handful of two- and three-story small old apartment or condo buildings. We followed him into one of the houses. It looked like it was built at the turn of the last century. It was a duplex. We entered and immediately walked upstairs. I went last so I could watch Patrick's ass as he climbed the stairs.
"You guys want another beer?" Caleb asked as he threw his keys on a side table by the door and disappeared into the galley kitchen. "Make yourselves comfortable."
"I think I've had enough beer for tonight." I said still feeling very buzzed from being several drinks past my usual comfort zone.
"I'll take one." Will said, clearly still on a mission. I'm guessing he hasn't let loose in a very, very long time and he was going all in.
Caleb brought everyone beers despite my answer. Patrick hadn't responded. They appeared to be good enough friends that they just knew these things without needing to discuss. Caleb held a bottle opener out and we each took our turn letting him pop off the tops. Then he held his bottle out and said, "to newbies!"
We laughed and Patrick immediately added, "to new friends!" And we clinked our bottles together. I took a big swig. I was very thirsty from hours of dancing and sweating and the ice-cold beer tasted great. I leaned into Patrick and kissed him. His mouth tasted amazing - both warm and cold and soft and wet. My cock throbbed in my jeans. I reached down to adjust my boner in my jeans since I was commando and had a big tent sticking out and to the right.
Caleb looked down at my crotch. Then he looked down at Will's, then at Patrick's. He smiled and took another big chug from his long neck bottle. "Ok. No sense making more small talk. Let's go fuck around, Willy Wonka. I wanna taste that hard candy." He stuck his fingers down the front of Will's jeans and started pulling him down the hall to his bedroom. I stood there watching them disappear into the darkness. I heard Will laugh and then the door shut and there was silence.
"You ok?" Patrick said. "Are you jealous?"
"Jealous?" I asked. "Of Will? Fuck no. I got the way better end of this deal." I added but then regretted the way I'd put that. It wasn't a deal. We hadn't picked them off the shelf at the hot guy store. And I didn't mean to insinuate anything was wrong with Caleb. He was a handsome guy with a great body and was very nice to invite us all back to keep the fun going. He was just a big, beefy, buzz-cut, ginger, football player guy - Hot, but not exactly my type, "I didn't mean that the way it sounded. Caleb is gr-"
"I completely knew what you meant." Patrick interrupted. "And I'm very glad you feel that way. You're one hot man. I'm very glad you responded to my...overture - and didn't punch me for sliding my middle finger down your jeans.
"Yeah, I'm definitely not jealous." I said and leaned in to make out some more. His mouth was so delicious.
"I didn't mean jealous of Will. I meant jealous of Caleb." Patrick said. I just looked at him confused. "You know. That your new partner in crime is going off with someone new. You had that look when Caleb took him away."
I had to think about that. I was actually feeling something resembling that. Finally, I said, "I guess there is something I'm feeling - like sadness, or regret, or something. It's not jealousy though. I watched him make out all night with several other guys and I've watched him fuck and get fucked by someone else." I said that and instantly regretted making us sound so slutty. We'd only been experimenting for a few days.
"You mean Dix?" Patrick said.
"Yeah. Dix." I said intentionally not adding the part about Scott in the restroom stall. "I guess I'm feeling a little weird because we're not doing it all together. All of our...whatever you want to call this...experimenting...learning...discovering - has been together - with each other. We've been like 13- year-olds figuring out how to jerk off together or something - going through it together. You know what I mean? I pictured a big foursome I guess." Patrick looked a little disappointed. "Just to share it with him. I still wanted you all to myself." That made him smile. "I think the thought of doing stuff in front of someone was hot too. Having these feelings all be so secret for so long makes being seen really hot. Does that make sense?"
"It does. It's cool you're aware of those feelings. It's been a long time since I've been in touch with all of that." Patrick said. "You wanna see if we can join them?"
"No. No. Like I said. It wasn't about a foursome. And I like this now - just the two of us." I said and kissed him again. "So how do you know Caleb? Do you work together? Did you go to college together?"
"No. We've been friends for about five years though. We met in a bar. Not the cell block. A smaller, dive bar." Patrick said. "Less meat market-y."
"So, did you ever hook up?" I asked. That made me wonder if Will and I would be friends that started out as a hook up. That made me wonder what we were now. Definitely good friends already. Were we more? Would we be? He was married though so probably not. I hadn't thought about what would happen after the weekend.
"Yeah, actually we did hook up." Patrick said. "You'll find that's how a lot of friends...in our community meet and start their friendships. It's different from the regular world where people are friends first and then date or whatever and then break up and never see each other. I know a lot friends who started out as a one-nighter and then just became buddies."
"That sounds nice, actually." I said. I had a current craving to try out a lot of cock. But I imagined some of the guys would be cool and I'd want to stay in touch. "So, Caleb was a one-nighter?"
"Not quite that slutty. We dated for about five minutes but it quickly became clear that we weren't relationship bound." Patrick said.
"How did you know?" I asked as if dating a guy would be different than a girl. Sometimes they're just not that into you - or you them - but you still like them .
"Well for starters, we're both tops." Patrick said laughing. That hadn't even occurred to me. That you could be hot for someone and not even like the same kind of sex. I wasn't sure what I was yet. It seemed like I was a top as well. "Why are you looking at me that way?" He asked.
"I was just thinking that I might also be a top. I don't really know but I think so. That would mean we wouldn't be right for each other either." I said noticeably bummed, not really intending that last part to be out loud. Patrick apparently hadn't considered that either.
"Well, this is a one-nighter. I want to just have fun with you. Let's just do what feels good for both of us." He said.
"Can we start now?" I asked smiling. Patrick nodded. I moved even closer and undid his jeans. He had white 2Xist briefs on. I'm a sucker for white briefs. My cock got a little harder just at the sight of them. I slid my hand down over his bulge and cupped it under his balls and just held them. I let my thumb glide over his boner that was aimed over to his left thigh. Even his cock was like mine. Average length but girthy. I could feel the ridge of a fat mushroom head through the fabric. I could also feel the tiny wet spot at the tip and moaned into Patrick's mouth.
He was holding the back of my head and running his fingers through my long dark waves. "Your hair is so sexy." He said between kisses. "You look like one of those models in a magazine at the salon." I smiled to myself. I had never actually looked at the ones dedicated to hair styles but knew it meant he liked it.
I couldn't wait any longer. I dropped to my knees and pulled his jeans to the floor. Then I grabbed his waist band and pulled his briefs out over his stiff cock and down to his ankles. It was dark but it all looked big and inviting. He stepped out of both his jeans and his underwear and spread his feet apart a little more. I looked up into his eyes and we smiled at each other. He'd been in a relationship with someone for a while. Someone who'd obviously had a lot more practice at giving head. I wanted to be good at it for him. Hopefully my eagerness and his interest in someone new would balance out my lack of skill.
I reached out and grabbed a hold of his balls. They were good sized. Not as big as mine, but substantial and fun to hold in my hand. They were hard, like they were full of cum - and were up tight against him. They loosened up in my hand. I tugged on them gently and he stepped closer.
"You're uncut!" I said louder than was appropriate.
"I am. Is that ok?" Patrick responded.
"Yeah. Of course." I said very embarrassed I had reacted so strongly. "I just wasn't expecting that. I don't know many guys that aren't cut. I didn't grow up with friends who were...still intact."
"I take good care of it. I hope you're ok with it." He said. I wasn't actually sure if I was or not. It was weird having never been up close to one. I was fascinated though and just played with it, sliding his foreskin up and down as I slowly jacked him off.
I pulled his foreskin back and licked his piss slit that was dripping with precum. "Yum" I said trying to make him relax. Then I engulfed his wide, mushroom head into my mouth and ran my tongue around the ridge. "Oh my god. You taste so good. This feels so good. Your cock is so hot." I said as I slurped up his precum and licked him like an ice cream cone. "I've never felt a head this big. This is making me so horny. I gotta stroke." I started to undo my jeans. I yanked them down just enough to let my boner free and sighed with relief as I grabbed my cock to stroke it. I looked up and Patrick was smiling. I went back to work on his cock. I pushed his foreskin back up and watched it roll over the ridge of his fat head and cover about three quarters of his head. I opened wide and put it all in my mouth.
I instantly moaned at how amazing it felt, so soft and smooth. I took more of his cock and felt his foreskin move back and forth over his head as I bobbed up and down. I loved this feeling. I moaned more and stroked my own cock a little faster. Then I stuck my tongue between his foreskin and cock head and swirled it around. I couldn't believe how much I loved an uncut cock. I suddenly wanted my own foreskin back.
Now It was Patrick's turn to moan. "Holy fuck! That feels amazing." He whispered as he grabbed my curls and starting pumping into my face. After trying to swallow Will's longer dick, it was easier to take Patrick's slightly shorter one and I held his whole boner in my throat and inhaled his scent with my nose buried against his short, thick bush. His pubes were so dense that they were still just a solid black mass above his cock even though they'd clearly been trimmed. I wondered how big his natural bush would have been. I slid my hand from his balls up into his crack and spread my hand out over his plump ass cheeks to pull him into me even more.
"Holy fuck!" Patrick said, louder this time. "Are you sure you just started giving head three days ago? Damn."
"I love your cock. So much. It's perfect. Holy shit. I never want a cut one again." I said taking his fat boner out of my mouth and wiping the drool on my arm. That made him happy. He grabbed my hair again and slid his manhood back down my throat. After a couple more minutes of sucking him he pulled out.
"You're getting me close...but I think it's your turn now." He said and reached under my furry pits and pulled me up. We made out for a minute and then he dropped to his knees. He grabbed my balls and before he could swallow my dick he said, "holy shit, Matt. These are quality tanks! These might be the biggest fucking balls I've ever had in my hand. Fuck yeah." He let go and grabbed them with his right hand and rolled them around. "These are so fucking hot. I love guy's balls, maybe as much as their cocks. My boyfriend had big nuts but these are even bigger." He said and then added, "sorry, I told myself I wasn't going to bring him up." He added, worried he was spoiling the mood.
"Glad I measure up." I said trying to put him back at ease. I honestly didn't care about his ex, one way or the other. He could join us for all I cared. He was undoubtedly hot. Patrick was sweet and hot as fuck and had an amazing dick. It was all good. I decided to just say that. "Patrick, you're sweet and hot as fuck and I fucking love your cock. Love. Seriously. I could suck your cock all day. So, go down on me now or I'm going back to blowing you." Patrick laughed and smiled and it almost seemed like his eyes were welling up. His breakup must have been bad. He must have really needed to hear something positive. I was happy to oblige. "Seriously. I don't know what happened with your ex, but he's not gonna find anyone fucking hotter than you. And I seriously need to keep sucking that beautiful dick, so can we just skip to sixty-nine-ing?" Patrick laughed again and tried hard to hide that fact that he had wiped his eyes a little; then he smiled so big at me. He stood up and pulled me up next to him and wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. It was both tender and sexy. He felt my back and then grabbed my fuzzy ass. We ground into each other and just humped our boners together and made out. It felt so good and natural and I was already getting close to needing to cum. My cock ached from being hard for so long.
"Let's go back here." Patrick said as he grabbed my hand and lead me down the hall to the second bedroom. It was set up like an office but had a futon couch. "This is where I sleep if I'm too drunk to go home. I used to sleep with Caleb but sometimes...most of the time - we'd end up messing around and I had to stop that when I was with Jordan. That's my ex's name." I had no interest in knowing his name but smiled politely. "Sometimes I'd just lay here and jerk off listening to Caleb fuck whoever he brought home. These walls are thin."
I stayed silent to see if I could hear Caleb and Will. Nothing. Then I heard a bang like a piece of furniture had been knocked over and then there was raucous laughter.
"Sounds like they're having fun." Patrick said.
"Sounds a little rowdy." I added. "Let's make sure they can hear us too. Make me cum loud." I smiled.
"I'll do my best." Patrick replied. He put the back down on the futon and laid down on his side. We were both naked.
"Should I be on top?" I asked as I joined him on the mattress.
"Newbie." He said and playfully shook his head. "That's not actually as comfortable. Just lie down on your side the other way. I think you'll like it."
I did. We laid on our sides and sucked each other's cocks for a long time. I couldn't get enough of his uncut dick and his fat cock head filled my mouth and leaked the tastiest juices.
"You wanna confirm if you're a top or not?" Patrick asked. "You've made me really horny and I really want to fuck you. It's been a while and your hairy ass is driving me crazy."
"I'm not sure." I replied. I did sort of want to see what it felt like for real. "I've only had Tommy's dick in my ass."
"Tommy?" Patrick said. "Who's Tommy? How many guys have you been with since Wednesday?" He actually sounded a little concerned.
"Tommy Defendi." I said smiling. He looked confused. "You know - the porn star?"
"I'm well aware of who Tommy Defendi is. Is he also a guest at your hotel? I doubt he has a son in the wrestling tournament." Patrick said.
I was enjoying his confusion and let him stay bewildered for a few more seconds. "My dildo." I finally said. It took him a beat but then he busted out laughing.
"Oh my god. You had me so fucking confused. Not sure why I didn't figure that out. Jordan had one of Jeff Stryker's cock." Patrick said. "It was curved more than I remember from his porn." I'd officially had enough Jordan talk.
"About that jealousy question." I said.
"Damn. Sorry." Patrick said immediately taking my hint. We went back to sucking each other. Patrick moved down between my legs and started licking my taint. It felt so good. Then he moved further back and pushed my top leg up until I put my foot on the bed, bending my knee. Patrick dove into my crack and starting licking my hole. "Have you had your ass eaten yet?"
"Fuck. That feels good." I sad. "Yeah. Dix ate both our asses yesterday. I guess two days ago now." I added and laughed a little. It had been a very long day. "It feels awesome! But man, I've been sweating up a storm. My crack's gotta be gross."
"I like a sweaty hole." He said between laps. "It probably helped that you were commando all night. You're fine." I didn't feel fine - and I didn't feel like finding out if his was sweaty too. I wasn't quite ready for that yet.
"Do you want me to...reciprocate?" I asked hoping the answer was no.
"I like it. But you don't have to. I want to fuck you so I'd rather you just get relaxed and let me try to loosen up your hole." He said and went back down between my cheeks. "Why don't you get on all fours. Just put your head on the pillow and relax." That didn't sound like a relaxing position but I liked him eating my ass so I moved around and got into that position.
At first it felt weird to have my exposed ass in the air with my balls just hanging down in front of him. But he was right. It was pretty comfortable and I quickly grew to like being in such a vulnerable and submissive position. I trusted him and just let him play with my hole and my balls and stroke my cock down towards the bed from behind. My eyes were closed so all I could do was feel. Then he stuck his wet finger in my pucker as he licked around it. "Relax." He said. "Let me slowly slip this finger in. Just feel your hole wrap around my finger." I did as he asked. It felt good. Then he slowly moved it in and out. "Just feel the pleasure of the sliding feeling going back and forth, in and out."
He was good. I was very relaxed and it felt great. Then I heard him squirt some lube out and felt it as he stuck two fingers in. I grunted. Two felt like five by comparison. "Relax. Feel your hole stretching out. It will want more when I take them out." I was certain that would not happen. He started fucking my slippery hole harder with both fingers, slamming his knuckles against my taint with each push. I moaned and started to thrust back against his hand. My cock was rock hard again and I could feel the precum hanging from my head. I opened my eyes and could only see his hairy thighs and his junk behind my spread legs. His cock was also rock hard and sticking straight out. He was dripping too. His balls were swaying as he thrust his hand against my ass. I closed my eyes again to just feel. He stuck a third finger in, all wet and slippery. I felt my hole stretch. It was a little uncomfortable but I quickly adjusted. I was rocking back and forth as his whole arm moved into me and then pulled away. My stiff cock was slapping against my abs. He was picking up the pace and twisting his hand around. He bent down to kiss the small of my back and the tops of my ass cheeks.
Then he pulled his fingers out.
"Oh my god. I can't believe you were right." I said as I continued to rock back toward him trying to find his fingers. "I totally want you back inside me. I feel empty. Are you gonna put 'em back in?"
"You want me to keep finger fucking you?" Patrick asked. "Or do you want the real thing?"
"I want the real thing."
I couldn't believe I was hearing those words come out of my mouth. "I want you to fuck me." I said and it was as if someone else was saying it. I did want it back in my ass though. That was so much better than when I fuck myself with Tommy. I heard him rip open a condom and toss the wrapper toward the trash can in the corner but miss by a couple of feet. I heard him squeeze more lube out onto his cock and slather it all over. Then he massaged a generous amount into my hole with his thumb at the top of my crack. Then he stuck his whole thumb inside and fucked me with it. It felt good but it was no longer big enough. I could feel him slide both hands along my crack, separate my cheeks and pull my hole open wider with a thumb in from each side. Then I felt his cock head push against me. It felt huge but spongy. I suddenly clenched my hole as I remembered just how fat his cock head was. "Relax, buddy." He said. "It's probably gonna burn a little when my head breaks through your ring. I'm used to that. I know my cock head's big. But once it's in, buddy. You're gonna like it. I could tell. Not everybody reacts the way you did. You're gonna like getting fucked." I was still apprehensive but then I remembered how good it felt just a few minutes ago and I believe he was right. I might be more of a top, but for a guy who knew what he was doing, I was pretty sure I would like being on the bottom too. And Patrick knew what he was doing. "Actually. Why don't you try sitting down on it first. Then you can decide how fast to go and gravity will help you."
"Ok" I said. I like feeling more in control. Patrick sat up on the bed and put his legs close together leaving just enough room for his balls between them. He leaned back on his elbows. I climbed up and straddled him with my back him and with my knees on either side of his fuzzy thighs. He reached out and cradled my hairy ass cheeks in his hands to align my hole with his cock. I felt the tip of his wet boner against my hole. It was cold from the lube but made my cock surge with the excitement of impaling myself down on his fatty. Patrick moved his hands up to my shoulders and massaged me to help keep me relaxed.
I slowly lowered myself down onto him just like I did onto Tommy on my shower floor. His head pushed hard against my hole and I let gravity do the work. I pushed out to open myself up and felt his bulbous head enter me. I slid down further ensuring his whole cock head was inside me. It burned but not as much as I'd expected. He was wider than Tommy though.
"Stay relaxed, Matt." Patrick said in a low, sexy voice that melted me and allowed me to sink down further onto him. The feeling of his shaft as it slid through my pucker was amazing. The idea of him being inside me made my cock drool. Finally, I was all the way down and felt his prickly, trimmed bush against my ass. I reached down between my legs and l felt his hard shaft at my opening under my ball sack. Then I grabbed his balls and squeezed them gently. They were a tight sack under his boner. I held onto it while I started to rock back and forth. I loved the feeling of my balls resting on top of his as I leaned forward. As I rocked, his cock hit a spot inside that send an electric shock through my body. I moaned and threw my head back and leaned against his chest. "Oh my god!" I shouted. Patrick moaned. He reached around and grabbed my boner and started jacking me off.
"I love that you're so hard." He said into my ear. You're leaking so much. I gotta taste it. He brought his right hand to his lips. "Yum. You taste great, buddy."
"You gotta stop...or I'm gonna cum." I said. "I don't want to yet."
"I don't want you to." He said. "Are you ready to get back on your hands and knees?"
"I think so." I said. I pulled up and off of him and felt empty again. I resumed my previous position on all fours. I didn't feel like a dog. That made me smile. I put my face in the pillow and mumbled, "fuck me." I felt Patrick get behind me and I pushed out as I felt his cock at my hole. He slid right in and pushed hard all the way to get balls deep. "Oooomph." I grunted. It felt so good. I was glad I'd practiced on my Tommy Dildo.
"Ready, Matt?" He asked holding his cock deep inside and squirting more lube down between us.
"Fuck me!" I said.
"What'd you say buddy?" Patrick asked again. I wasn't sure if he was teasing me or if he actually couldn't hear me with my face in the pillow.
"FUCK ME!!" I yelled after lifting my head up. Patrick laughed and started pumping in and out. He slowly increased his pace slapping his wet bush against my crack. He grabbed me by the waist and started really slamming me hard. It felt amazing feeling his shaft slide in and out. I started to join his rhythm, backing hard into him to match his thrusts. We were grunting in rhythm. I was randomly adding 'fuck me' or 'harder' every few pumps. The futon was banging against the wall.
"Fuck yeah!" Patrick yelled. "I love your hot, hairy ass! I needed this so fucking bad!" The futon banged loudly against the wall. Patrick climbed up on the edge of the bed and squatted down to keep his cock aligned with my hole. He gripped my shoulders hard for leverage and started pounding me hard. I was leaning on my elbows with my head down watching his balls swing between our legs. I closed my eyes and let him just go at me hard. It was therapy for him - releasing his tension and pain and regaining his confidence and masculinity. I wanted to be on my back - to watch his face and his strong arms and his animal gyrations but I assumed fucking me like this was allowing me to just be an anonymous man for him right now and I was ok with that too.
"Harder!" I grunted. "I wanna feel you cum!" He just kept thrusting and grunting. This was like nothing else I'd ever experienced. I suddenly felt that tingle in my nuts. "Fuck. I'm cumming. I'm cumming." I yelled through hard breaths as I shot five or six ropes of jizz out into the darkness. It was an amazing feeling just shooting out long streams without even touching myself. It was a sense of freedom and release that was completely different from fucking or jacking off or even nutting in someone's mouth. It was the unbridled feeling of not being completely in control of one's pleasure. I can't remember ever not being in control of when I came. "Holy Fuck!" I gasped as my last shots dribbled out onto the bed.
I opened my eyes and looked between my legs again. I saw four sets of legs behind us in the doorway and one cock. Patrick had neglected to tell me how well-endowed Caleb was. His cock hung down mid- thigh. Our backs were to the door so all Caleb and Will could see were four swinging balls flopping wildly as Patrick fucked me. I inhaled in shock and clinched my ass around him. My spasms gripped his fat cock and he thrust one last time and grunted loudly as he emptied his load into the condom in my ass. As soon as he'd collapsed onto my back with his legs straightened out and spread wide, our friends started clapping and cheering.
"'Bout fucking time, Buddy!" Caleb said, happy that his friend had taken another powerful step toward break-up recovery. "Sure, looked like you gave him a good time, Matthew!" He added. "Our boy here needed that more than you can ever know. And it was better than watching porn."
Will was uncharacteristically silent. Patrick climbed off of me and we both rolled onto our backs. We both put our hands behind our heads, showing off our furry black pits, our floppy cocks draining the last drops of cum onto our thighs. Will looked at us both and his cock bounced up to completely hard again. It was hot knowing Patrick and I were turning him on just lying here naked. "What brought you in here?" Patrick asked. They both started laughing.
"Seriously? I'm pretty sure the whole block heard that. I think I might need to do some drywall repair from you two banging that futon so hard. I'm surprised you didn't break it in half standing up on it like that. Holy shit." Caleb said giving us both shit in a way that obviously also conveyed his admiration for a quality fuck session.
"So, did we interrupt you before you...finished?" Patrick asked them. Will blushed so much I could see it in the dark room.
Caleb looked at him and laughed. "Willie Mays here is working on load number three."
"What?" I said in disbelief as I knew he'd already cum once at the club. I guess we were technically on a new day though, but still. Will wasn't responding. I looked at Caleb.
"Impatient boy went down on me about thirty seconds after I shut the door. He's very enthusiastic. I started leaking some sweet precum nectar into his mouth after a few minutes and this boy shot his load right on my feet. He didn't miss a beat. Just kept on sucking me until his cock got hard again and he started jacking off using his first load as lube."
I looked over at Will and gave him a tiny smile. He smiled back happy I was on his same slutty wavelength.
"He got me so fucking horny that I pushed him onto his back and we started fucking. Willie's got such a pretty face. He was eager for my bone and kept jacking off the whole time I'm fucking him. I'm about to nut and he says he wants it in his mouth so I pull out, rip off the latex, and straddle his face so I can squirt in his mouth. He takes my whole load and then shoots another wad right on my ass. Then the fucker tells me he wants to eat it off me so I spin around and he licks his second load off my lily-white ass cheeks."
"You mean his third load." I said. Will smirked at me again as Caleb and Patrick howled.
"No way!" Caleb said. "You guys messed around before the club?"
We looked at each other and I couldn't tell if he wanted me to tell them about Scott or not. I decided this was Will's weekend to remember so I added, "at the club." They both looked shocked. "In the bathroom."
"What?" Patrick said turning to me. You said you'd never been fucked!"
"By anyone but Tommy." I added. "It wasn't me. He hate-fucked this asshole wrestling dad in a stall after we caught him blowing a frat boy."
"While he blew you." Will added.
"Tommy who?" Caleb said. All three of the rest of us laughed hard which only confused him more.
"Tommy Defendi." Patrick said. Caleb turned to Will.
"Silicone Tommy." Will said.
"Huh." Caleb grunted. I finally explained which was very anticlimactic given what other fucking had just gone on. "I hope you liked Patrick's fat boy better."
"As a matter of fact, I did. Do." I replied and moved my arm down around Patrick's shoulder. He leaned on to me like we were a couple. Will looked at me funny. I wasn't sure what he was thinking. I'd guessed Patrick missed that feeling though and knew he was enjoying it. He rolled over sideways and started slowly humping my hip. The last of his jizz was dripping onto me which made my cock start to move. Then he climbed on top of me again and started kissing me.
"I gotta look at your balls from behind again?" Caleb said in an annoyed tone that was obviously fake.
"They're nice ones." Will said and he climbed on the bed to started humping Patrick's crack. I groaned under the extra weight. So did Patrick.
"That's an exit only for Patrick, Willie Boy. He's strictly a top man." Will got off looking confused but then figured it out and nodded.
I think we should call it, bros. It's 4:15 AM. Let's get some sleep and I'll make us some eggs Benedict in a few hours. You good with that?" Caleb asked. We didn't need to be back at the tournament until 1:00 for Eric's final match. The rest of the boys had been knocked out. I Venmo'd Eric money for food and told him we'd see them at his match.
"As long as we can be back by...noon?" I said looking at Will. He smiled and nodded. Caleb gave us the thumbs up sign.
"You two stay here." Caleb said. "And try not to break my futon." Patrick and I turned to each other and smirked. "You." He said grabbing Will's flaccid dick. "You're sleeping in my bed. I'm guessing you might be good for a morning BJ." Caleb turned and walked out assuming Will would follow. Will looked at us and raised his eyebrows in agreement and smiled again like a puppy that was excited to get his bone - literally in this case. Then he was gone. We giggled at his naked enthusiasm for all things cock tonight.
"You ok?" Patrick asked.
"I was about to ask you the same thing." I said.
"Oh. Yeah. I'm great. Thank you. You are a really good guy. You have no idea how much I needed that - on a bunch of levels. Plus, you are so cute and sexy. I still can't enough of that hair. Holy shit." He said running his fingers through my curls again. Now it was my turn to blush. It had been a long time since I'd felt like anybody thought I was a hot guy or a good guy to have around. This was a win-win. This whole weekend was.
"Glad it helped. This was really great for me too. I'm not sure I ever would have tried that and I'm pretty I wouldn't have liked it, much less loved it. You may have ruined me for other guys. You've already made me only want fat, uncut dicks now too. Wait, why am I thanking you for that?" I teased. Patrick laughed and kissed me. We made out a little and both started to chub up again. "I really gotta get some sleep though. I can't miss my son's match."
"I'll make sure you make it." Patrick said. "Good night." He stayed lying with his head on my chest and his arm slung over my fuzzy belly and my arm wrapped around his shoulder.
"Good night."
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I woke up groggy, rubbing my eyes until I could open them. For a few seconds I didn't recognize my surroundings and panicked a little not remembering where I was. Before I even opened my eyes, I realized I was lying next to someone and the long, eventful night before came flooding back. Patrick and I had essentially switched positions. Patrick was now lying naked on his back with the covers kicked off because Caleb's house was so warm. I was lying in the crook of his left arm with my morning wood up against his hip and my arm draped across his hairy chest.
I looked down at Patrick's body and saw he was hard as a rock. His stiff cock was standing away from his body at an angle and throbbing very slightly with his heartbeat and his breathing. His foreskin was retracted just enough so that the top third of his cock head was poking out. It looked like it needed attention. I really couldn't help myself. I wasn't sure when I'd get another opportunity to suck on an uncut cock, and such a beautiful one at that.
I slid my hand down across his fuzzy happy trail until my fingers met the bristles of his trimmed bush. I could feel his boner touching the back side of my hand. I pushed down further, making his boner stick up into the air. I had to have it. I gently lifted my arm and moved to the end of the bed. Patrick's legs were spread enough that I could kneel between his knees and gently push them further apart. I just stared down at his hot body. It took me a minute to realize I could do that. For years I'd always guarded my brief glances at guy's naked bodies, never really just stopping to take them all in. I looked closely at how the hair on his legs gradually changed at it reached his crotch and turned into his pubes. I looked at the longer hairs around his nipples and the oval pattern of the bushy hair in his pits and toned curve of his biceps.
I could no longer wait. I reached out and grabbed his balls and rolled them in my hand before gripping his boner with my other hand and lowering my mouth down over his fat cock head. He tasted so good. I loved how his foreskin slid back and forth in my mouth, so soft and velvety. He began to leak precum into my mouth and then suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at me.
"Fuck, that feels so good. It's been so long since someone woke me up with a blow job." Patrick said in a gravely morning voice. He spread his legs further apart, closed his eyes again and just let me suck him. "I couldn't not have this beautiful cock in my mouth again." I said, pulling off of his dick to speak. "I know I said this a lot last night, but I love your uncut cock so much. I may have to take a drive some day when I get a craving for it again."
"You can say that all day long. It's not something uncut guys hear all the time." Patrick said.
"Really" I don't get that at all. This is so much sexier." I said and went back down on him. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the feeling of his cock. I'm not sure how long it took him to cum but I could tell when his breathing began to change that he was getting close. I went down to the base, holding his entire length in my mouth. I felt his head in the back of my throat and intentionally swallowed hard to massage his head as I tightened my lips around the base of his shaft and slowly pulling up so I wouldn't gag and milked his tasty precum out. Patrick groaned and reached down to hold my head with both hands and then I felt the first spasm of his orgasm and he shot several long streams of cum into my mouth. I knew it was coming so I pulled off enough so just his head was in my mouth. His foreskin held some of his cum and I swirled my tongue around underneath it getting the last drops of his semen. I didn't want to stop. I kept sucking until he arched his back and pulled his deflating dick from my mouth.
"That was fantastic." He said and sighed and put his arm over his eyes. "You've really gotten very good at that. I think it took me years to be able to deep throat like that."
"Thanks. I think I was better at it because I like your's so much. I wasn't really trying like I was with Will or Dix. I was just doing what felt good in my mouth." I said.
"Well, it worked. Fuck, that was good." Patrick said again.
"When did you start?" I asked, not sure why I wasn't curious before. I hadn't even thought about his past and how he got started with guys.
"I was fourteen the first time I sucked a cock." He said. "I sucked my best friend's cock. It was nice." "Wow. That's young. That's even younger than my son. I can't imagine him sucking cock at that age. Or any sex for that matter. He jacks off like a fiend - don't get me wrong. But that's just hormones. That seems different from actual sex." I said suddenly picturing Eric and some buddy at school. Holy shit. His best friend is a fucking perv. I was suddenly a little concerned. He was too young. "Did he...return the favor?"
"He did. We messed around for about six months and then he got a girlfriend and it pretty much stopped." He added.
"I wish I'd had a best friend like you." I said and went down on his flaccid dick again and felt his fat, soft cock head in my mouth one more time.
"Breakfast is served boys!" Caleb yelled from the kitchen.
I hadn't even heard anyone stir. I assumed they were still in bed. I pulled on my jeans and grabbed my tee shirt off the floor and held it to my nose. "Damn. That's rank. I might have to go back to the hotel shirtless.
"I got you, Matt. Here's one of mine." Patrick said handing me a white Dolce & Gabbana polo shirt. "You sure. I'm not sure when I'd get this back to you." I said. "This is a nice shirt. It is yours or Caleb's? Don't you just have a tee shirt."
"It's mine. I always have some clothes here since I stay over a lot - especially now after the break-up. He moved out so it seems empty at my place. Anyway, this way you might feel obligated to bring it back to me sometime...soon." He said smiling.
"Deal" I said smiling back. I grabbed him and kissed him and grabbed his firm, round, naked ass. "I want this for breakfast."
"You didn't get enough protein?" he asked and I felt him smile against my mouth.
"Can't get enough." I said back and felt our tongues intertwine.
"Breakfast, Lovebirds!" Caleb yelled again.
We walked into the dining room and Will was already at the table wearing a Miami Dolphins tee shirt and holding his head in his hands.
Willie Nelson's got a bit of a hangover." Caleb said, nodding toward Will. I thought it was funny how Caleb's choice 'Willie's' always fit the moment. This morning Will definitely looked like he felt like he was 80. Will looked up at us and gave us a half-hearted smile. We laughed.
"Does this mean you didn't get your morning blow job? Patrick asked his buddy.
"Oh, no. Willie still woke up hungry." Caleb said laughing as he came out from the kitchen carrying two plates of food. He was wearing an apron with a girl's body on the front dressed like a Hawaiian hula dancer with a bikini top and a grass skirt. He was naked underneath and his dong was making the grass skirt sway as he walked. I chuckled when he turned around showing off his beefy, naked pale ass cheeks with the apron strings hanging down into his crack. "What about you, Mathew Perry?" Caleb said to me as he brought out the other two plates and sat down at the table. "Did you make 'Friends' with Mr. Johnson's Johnson?"
I blushed as both Patrick and Will looked at me. Patrick smirked which made Will smile. "Let's just say this is my second meal of the day already." I said and they all laughed.
"A pretty successful Saturday night out on the town, I'd say, boys." Caleb said. We nodded and ate Caleb's delicious breakfast of eggs benedict, cheesy hash browns, sausage links, fresh melon, and mimosas. I stuck my fork into a sausage link and waved it front of Will's face. He busted out laughing. Patrick and Caleb looked confused.
"Inside joke. Sorry." I said, still laughing. "Too long a story." They shrugged. We all clinked our glasses. Caleb took an unusually refined sip. Patrick and I chugged ours down. Will made a face like he was not drinking again for a while and set down his glass without even tasting it.
We finished our meal and called an Uber. It was hard so say goodbye which was weird after such a brief encounter but I guess when you've been that intimate, the unpredictability of potentially never seeing them again, seemed wrong. Patrick had popped my cherry after all. We exchanged phone numbers and I made sure to note the address but was bummed I didn't even know where Patrick lived if I was ever to return. These guys were probably used to handling a one-night stand. I was not. My last one-night stand with a sorority girl in college where I'd met my wife so I saw her on campus all the time after that. It was awkward.
Patrick and I shared a last kiss, as did Will and Caleb. Then Caleb came to me and kissed me on the lips which surprised me and gave me a big hug, still in just the apron. I could feel his dick bump against my crotch. I had my hands on his naked back and casually moved one down and slid my middle finger into the top of his ass crack. I love that spot. Caleb jumped a little. "Cheeky fucker." He whispered in my ear and then released me.
We left when we saw the Uber pull up and climbed into the back seat. "So, you think that's gonna last you a few hundred wanks when we get home?" I asked Will, forgetting that might shock our driver who glanced back at us in the rearview mirror.
"Absolutely." Will said. "That was crazy. Like a fucking dream." He paused and a minute later added, "But we still have until tomorrow."
"Glad you said that, Buddy. That was crazy...and fun...but I'm looking forward to just you and me in the hotel room for our last night." I said. "Last night was fun, but I like it better when you're there too."
"Same, Buddy. I was thinking exactly the same last night. Caleb's..." He paused and then leaned over to whisper in my ear, "cock. Holy shit, Dude." I busted out laughing.
"Yeah, I was looking forward to the play by play of last night. Or I should say, blow by blow." I said smiling at him.
"Same, Buddy. But first I need a nap." Will said and put his head on my shoulder for the rest of the ride.