Taking Our Sons to the Tournament: Chapter 6
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CHAPTER 6: Will & Matt Have Some Time to Kill
Part One: The Restaurant
I woke up in the same spot, naked and next to Will in his bed. He was still spooning me and I could feel his boner poking at my lower back. I had to piss badly so quietly slipped out of bed and went to the take a leak. I left my piss in the bowl and didn't flush; I didn't want to wake Will up. When I came back into the bedroom, Will hadn't moved. He was on his side. His balls hung loose over his thigh. His erection was angled down slightly at his right hip.
I climbed gently back into bed facing him and slid down under the covers until my face was at his crotch. My cock had deflated to take a piss but was growing again at the sight of his beautiful package. I took his head in my mouth and gently felt the velvety softness and licked at his piss slit as I started gently sucking. It felt so good. Sucking a cock felt so natural and easy and so hot. My cock was now rock hard and throbbing with my heartbeat. I slowly worked more of his cock into my mouth. He moaned a little but still seemed asleep. I slid my right hand between his legs and ran my middle finger over the length of his smooth crack until the tip of my finger was at the cleavage at the top. I like that spot. I spread my hand out and gently pulled his pelvis into my face. Will joined in the motion and I felt his round cheeks clench as he thrust into my mouth. I was more relaxed since I'd just woken up which helped me take more of his long cock into my throat. I was almost to the base, pulling him into me.
"Oh my god." Will said, in a groggy whisper, no longer asleep. "Oh, fuck. Yes. Suck my cock, Matt."
I just kept sucking as his thrusts became more forceful. I rolled him onto his back and laid between his legs which were spread wide. His toes were pointed straight up at the ceiling. His right arm was over his eyes. I'm not sure if the room was too bright or if he only wanted to feel it.
His left hand was on my head but he wasn't pushing me down. He was just feeling my head bob on his manhood and running his fingers through my curly black hair. I was grinding into the bed into a small pool of my precum wetness.
He brought his knees up so his legs were bent and his feet were flat on the mattress. I knew what was coming next. He started to thrust up into my mouth. I felt him get bigger and harder and increased the speed of my action on his cock. Then he pushed up so his entire ass was off the bed and he shot his load into my mouth. I was so horny. I was actively fucking the mattress and when I tasted his load it made me cum. I flooded the bed sheet with my jizz as the last of his juices dribbled over my tongue. His ass was back down on the bed and both of his hands were entwined in my hair. I slowly milked his plump cock as I pulled off, draining the last of his load as I did.
"Fuck, you taste good." I said as I climbed up on top of him and kissed his neck. Our wet cocks mashed together between our bodies. I loved this feeling. I wanted to kiss his mouth but was hesitant both because I wasn't sure if that was too intimate; I thought maybe he'd want to reserve that just for his wife, and also because I hadn't stopped to brush my teeth and didn't want my morning breath - my morning cum breath - to offend him.
Will grabbed me shoulders and rolled me over. "My turn." He said, which made me laugh out loud as I would have assumed, he'd have said 'your turn.' It was funny to me that giving head was the treat for him as much as getting blown. Then his knee hit the wet spot I'd left between his legs and he said, surprised, "Whoa. What the hell?" He paused, then added, "did you cum already? From sucking my dick? No way! Fuck, that's so hot."
"I wasn't trying to." I said. "It just happened when I felt you squirt in my mouth. Your cock got so hard and you tasted so good. I just starting cumming."
"Fucking A, that's hot, Matt. That just got me hard again. My wife hates sucking my dick. She complains about it for days after and acts like she did me the biggest fucking favor. And it's like twice a year. It's almost not worth it."
"But it still is." I said smiling. Will laughed and nodded.
"No. I'm serious. The idea that someone liked doing it...not just liked it but actually got off on it...enough to make you cum." Will trailed off. He laid back down on his back and closed his eyes and smiled. "I'm bummed I can't suck your cock though." He finally added. "I can't believe how much I like that."
"Well, I need a little time to reload, but don't think you're not sucking my cock later. We have all day." I said. "The boys only have one match and they're late this afternoon, I think. We have a lot of time to fill."
"Wow. I can't remember the last time I could just relax like this without a list of shit to get done. What should we do?"
"It's late. We should go to breakfast before they stop serving. I'm so glad we gave the boys money to get their own today. I did not want to be down there at 7:00 AM again." I said.
"You think scruffy boy will be working again?" Will asked with an evil little glint in his eye.
"You wanna blow him since my dick's not available right now?" I joked but the thought made me chub up a little already.
"Maybe." Will said. "Fuck, Matt. You may have unleashed a monster."
"Release the Kraken!" I said, smiling at him and grabbing my naked junk.
"Release the Cocken!" Will joked back.
We showered together like we were at the gym but casually washed each other's backs and chests - and made sure each other's dicks, and scrotums, and asses were very clean. You have to make sure of such things. You never knew who you are going to run into. We both dressed in jeans today. Will wore a bright red polo and I wore a black V-neck tee shirt. We headed down to breakfast and to start our day.
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"Is that booth ok?" The hostess asked, pointing the menus in her hand at the corner. We nodded and she sat us in the last booth next to the kitchen. We were apparently the only ones who slept in today. It was only 10:30 but the place was nearly empty. We settled in on opposite sides of the table. I slumped down a little against the slippery vinyl and felt my knees touch Will's. He looked up from his menu and smiled. We were on the same wavelength. We were just going to take this little adventure wherever it lead today. What happens in Vegas - even if this wasn't exactly Vegas.
"Hi, can I get you some coffee or juice or a soda?"
We looked up and saw scruffy skater boy standing at our table. He looked like he'd just rolled out of bed. His name tag said 'Dixon'. I hadn't noticed that before. It was an unusual name - the kind of thing I normally would have logged.
"Coffee for me. With cream." I sad.
"Same." Will added.
"Got any specials?" I asked.
"We don't. We had quiche but we ran out a while ago." Dixon said.
"Can you tell us about your meat?" I asked. Will coughed and stared at me. He would have spit out his drink if he'd had one. I don't know what came over me, but we were essentially alone in the place and I was in a playful mood. Dixon looked up from his note pad and scrunched his forehead a little.
"Um. Excuse me? He said.
"Your meat." I said again. "Tell us about your meat." I paused. "Your breakfast meat. What are your options?" I asked and spread my legs a little wider in the booth and casually dropped my hand into my lap. Will's eyes got wide and he just stared at me and looked like he wanted to run. He looked around as if to confirm there was no one near that could have overheard that.
Dixon just stared at me too and then finally said, "Um, we have ham, bacon, sausage, and kielbasa. That's it, I think. Oh, and corn beef hash."
"Tell me about your sausage." I said. "How big is it?" I paused again. "If I wanted a larger serving, how should I order it? as a side?"
Dixon blushed and was silent.
Will somehow had decided to play along now. "You know, is your sausage big and thick?" He made a circle with his hand that was very close to that universal gesture for jerking off except without the motion. "Or is it one of those little wrinkly links?" He added holding up his thumb and forefinger about three inches apart.
Dixon looked at us for what felt like a full minute and finally said, "we have both links and patties." He paused. "But I recommend the kielbasa. It's bigger. You know like real sausage should be. That's what I'd get. If you're hungry." He finally smiled.
"We are definitely hungry." I said.
"We already worked up an appetite." Will added.
"Yeah, we have a nice gym here." Dixon said.
"We'll have to check it out." Will said. Dixon went back to looking confused.
"Do you get to use it? Looks like you're very fit." I said, glancing down at his torso.
"They do let us use it. It's one of the reasons I work here." He added. "So, have you decided?"
I wanted to say, 'I've decided to watch you work out' but knew that was going too far in a conversation that had already gone off the rails, so just went with, "I'll have a cheese omelet with wheat toast. And I'll take your big kielbasa." Because that seemed less off the rails for some reason.
"I'll have the same. I want your big sausage too." Will said and flashed his pretty white teeth and sat back in the booth and spread his legs wide as well. I couldn't believe he was playing along. Two days ago, he'd have gotten up and left the table.
Dixon blushed again and nodded and walked into the kitchen.
"Matt. Holy shit. What the fuck came over you?" Will said.
"Me? You seemed happy to play along. I thought I'd just up the ante on your flirting with him." I said.
"Up the ante??" Will whispered as he sat up and leaned across the table. "You fucking pushed all your chips into the center and said 'all in.' "
"I figured, what the fuck - there's no one here. No one knows us here. He doesn't know us. It's not like he's gonna tell people we know that we made vaguely inappropriate breakfast sausage references. He might go whisper something to his coworker if he's not into it. I figured, what's the worst thing that could happen? Let's have some fun." I said.
"How did you think he was gonna respond?" Will asked.
"I don't know. He's a waiter. There's a much higher than average percentage he'd be up for it. If not, no harm, no foul. It was fun. You obviously agreed. You played right along." I said.
"The kraken has been released. He's such a hot little fucker." Will said with that devilish smile again. "I guess we'll see what happens."
Another server brought out our drinks and our food. That seemed to be standard procedure and not a sign that we'd made Dixon uncomfortable.
He finally came back to check on us. "How is everything?"
"Great" Will said smiling again.
Amateur - I thought. "Your meat tastes pretty good - and it's as big as you promised." I said. "Thanks for the recommendation. We were looking for some extra protein. Let us know if there's anything else we should try." I looked him up and down. Will coughed again hiding his laughter. "You ok buddy?" I asked turning back to Will. "You get that fat piece of meat stuck in your throat?" I added, barely able to keep a straight face.
Will took a sip of his water. "No. I've got plenty of room." He said to me and then turned to Dixon and added, "just swallowed a little of that sausage juice down the wrong pipe."
"Ok then." Dixon said and walked away. We both watched his pert little ass as he did. He turned around and caught us. Now it was our turn to blush.
"Sausage juice?" I said laughing. "You got no game. That was one toke over the line, buddy."
"Too far?" Will said, smiling. This day was going to be fun. Will was definitely, officially loosened up.
We finished our meal and waited for Dixon to return with our check. I put my foot up on the seat next to Will. Dixon noticed and I thought I saw him smile.
"You boys done?" He asked. He seemed suddenly more confident. "You really cleaned up that sausage. You must have really like it. Anything else."
"Nothing on the menu." Will said and smiled. I rolled my eyes which fortunately neither of them noticed. Holy shit Will is not good at this.
Dixon slid the bill to him in the traditional black plastic folder. "Pay me whenever you're ready." He said and walked away again. He walked like he knew we were watching this time. I can't explain what exactly was different but I knew I was right.
Will finally turned away from the boy's ass and back to me. I just shook my head and looked down at the table. "Nothing on the menu?" I said, not looking up. Will busted out laughing. "Ok, I suck."
"It's a good thing I'm your wing man."
"You're the main man." Will said suddenly serious. Dixon's just a side dish. Like sausage with your eggs." I don't know why but that made me feel happy. It wasn't like I was jealous of scruffy boy, but it was nice to hear anyway. I opened the folder and Dixon had written a separate note on a strip of cash register tape that just said, 'txt me' and a number. I flipped the folder around and pushed it toward Will. His eyes got wide and he looked up. "Holy fuck. I can't believe that crazy shit just worked."
"Well, it worked because you're so pretty." I said smiling. "I'm guessing it was probably in spite of our performance but at least it let him know we were on the menu."
"Why couldn't he have added the 'e' in 'text' though?" Will asked. "What's with their generation?"
"You kids get off my lawn!" I said, giving him shit. Will laughed. "Good question, though. Wish I knew the answer." I said. We left cash that gave him a very big tip and took off without saying goodbye. After we were in the lobby, I pulled out my phone and sent him a text: "What time do you get off?" I waited expecting an instant response.
About four minutes later he texted back; "I'm done at 2:00 PM. When I get off is up to you."
I showed the response to Will.
"That just made me hard." He said. "Like so fast. Like in high school when you'd go from zero to sixty in two seconds."
I looked down at his crotch. His jeans were tight and I could see his long boner snaking across his left thigh. Now I was hard too.
"Should we go to the restroom?" I asked.
"Maybe. We can't be in public like this."
"I don't know; but it's kinda hot showing it off." I said. He looked down and saw I was in the same condition. We just walked over to some chairs to avoid a spectacle.
"What are you going to text back?" Will asked like a schoolgirl in junior high who's friend just got passed a note from a cute boy in social studies.
"What time do the boys wrestle again?" I asked, only remembering that Eric's match wasn't until 5:15.
"4:30. We have a lot of time." Will said.
I texted back: "Room 1233, 2:05 PM. Don't be late or we'll start without you."
We waited. Our boners were showing no sign of calming down. Then he texted back: "cool. C U then." About a minute later he texted a pic aimed down at his open pants. I recognized the gray metal floor as a walk-in cooler. He had a neatly trimmed black bush that reminded me of his scruffy face, and a thick cock that looked about half hard. I sent back: "Nice sausage."
"Thanks - btw what's your name?" He texted.
I showed it to Will. "What's 'btw'?" He asked.
"Jesus, what year is it in your world?" I joked. It means 'by the way' - do you even own a cell phone?"
"Funny." Will said sarcastically but also a little embarrassed. "How old do you think he is?" He added, suddenly looking nervous.
"Damn. That's a good question." I said. I texted again: "I'm Matt. The pretty guy is Will." Then I added "how old are you?" I waited.
"22" he texted back. I showed the screen to Will who looked relieved. Then a follow up came. "can show you my ID. I get it. I know I look young." It was like he read my mind.
"Good thing we're using your phone." Will said. "You never know. You at least don't have anyone at home looking through your phone." I wasn't sure which was sadder: that I don't have anyone to look through my phone or that his wife looks through his. That made my boner disappear.
"What should we do until 2:00?" I asked
"Something distracting." Will said. "That time's gonna go slow waiting."
"Let's walk around downtown and get a beer." I suggested.
"Good plan." Will responded and we headed out to catch the hotel shuttle. _
Part 2: Dixon
Will and I took the shuttle to the Hard Rock Cafe. Not my choice; Will thought it sounded cool and remained unconvinced by my assertions that it was not. Still, it was not quite noon so it wasn't like a cooler venue was really an option and the rock star memorabilia was fun to check out.
"So, we covered athletes you thought were hot. What about rock stars? Who makes your motor run?" I asked.
Will thought about it for a minute and said, "guilty pleasure? Probably Nick Lachey, or Justin Timberlake, or JC Chavez."
"Wait. What?" I asked stunned. "Were you a fourteen-year-old girl at some point? Did you bring your copy of Tiger Beat magazine?" I couldn't stop. "Did you have the *NSYNC bedspread and matching pillowcases? When did you get your first period?" I sort of felt bad giving him so much shit, but not really. Boy bands?
"You're gonna tell me those guys aren't good looking?" Will protested. "Who are your rockstar celebrity crushes?"
"Let's see...Chris Cornell" I started but could immediately see Will had no idea who that was so I added, "of Soundgarden? Audioslave?" Still nothing. Jesus. I continued, "Kurt Cobain, Eddie Vedder, oh, fuck - I forgot Jeff Buckley. Damn he was so hot. Um, Mark McGrath, Lenny Kravitz -"
"I know him." Will interjected. "He is pretty hot - even now. I thought you were gonna say, Mark Wahlberg. You'll need to show me pics of those other guys."
"Where did you grow up?" I asked, wondering if it was on Mars.
"Northern Michigan - the U.P. Small town. We had one radio station that was just top forty."
"Wow." Was all I could muster. "You went to college though, right?"
"So, I'm learning you're a rock snob." He laughed and I joined him.
"Ok, fair enough. Let me show you pics though. And they're hotter when you hear the music." I said. "Oh, and Jack White." Nothing again. "The White Stripes?"
"Oh, yeah I know them. They're cool! Seven Nation Army. What about Tim McGraw?" Will asked. I had to concede that even though I never listened to country.
"C'mon. Nick Lachey was a stud back in the day. Still is I think." Will protested. "And Marky Mark in the tighty whities?"
I wasn't actually going to argue with either of those but I also wasn't going to admit it. We ultimately agreed on the general hotness of all of those mentioned. He did actually know all the band names - and it was providing the necessary distraction from thinking about what we'd gotten ourselves into.
"You think he'll actually show?" Will asked.
"The bartender?" I asked, confused. Will still had half his Bloody Mary.
"Dixon." He replied.
"What are you hoping for?" I asked. "You getting cold feet?"
"No. Not at all. I feel like this weekend is my free pass. I want to make the most of it." Will said and then he leaned over closer to me and whispered, "I'm so horny. I can hardly stand it. I have to pee so bad right now and I can't even stand up." I laughed but was relieved he didn't want to back out. I really hoped Dixon wasn't going to blow us off. I decided to text him again. I wanted to send him dicks pics but since we technically hadn't verified his age that seemed risky. "Let me know when you can walk to the restroom. I have an idea." I went to the men's room and snapped a couple of shots of my hairy nipple and came back out.
"I'm gonna send this as enticement. Now you go." I said and showed him the pic. It took him a few seconds to figure out what it was and he busted out laughing.
"I'll be right back." He said and disappeared for a few minutes. My phone buzzed and when I flipped it over on the bar, I saw his left nipple, his treasure trail, and the top of his ass crack with the edge of his underwear waistband. Perfect. I saved them and sent them before Will even got back to the bar.
We waited impatiently for a response. The lunch rush was probably just starting at the restaurant so we didn't panic.
After a few minutes of talking about the Hank Williams guitar on the wall and one of Prince's many pairs of purple boots, my phone finally buzzed. It was just a photo of Dixon's hairy armpit. It was considerably bushier than I'd pictured and a little sweaty from hanging in the hot kitchen. You could almost smell his sweat over the phone.
"I guess we don't need to worry." Will said, grinning like a little kid who'd found out what he was getting for his birthday.
"How 'bout a shot of something? It's technically after noon now - by seven minutes." I said. Will flagged the bartender and ordered us two B52s.
"What's that?" I asked hoping it wasn't something sweet.
"Not sure exactly. Used to drink them in College. Rum and a couple other things. They light it on fire." Will said with that devilish glint again.
Flaming shots at noon and a horny 20-year-old on his way to our hotel room. The weekend was off to a good start.
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We called the shuttle and made it back at 1:45. We went to the room and just sat on our beds across from each other not sure what to do.
"Should we fire up some porn to get the party started?" Will asked.
"Excellent idea, my handsome friend. You pick today. Should we be dressed or undressed?" I asked.
"I say robes and underwear." Will replied.
"You're on a roll today." I responded and we started to undress. I used some scope and put some cologne on, opening my briefs to send an extra squirt at my junk. I laughed at myself. I didn't take this much care for a date night. I came out and Will had selected a Bel Ami group scene and he was already hard. Then came a knock. I looked at the clock radio on the nightstand. It said 1:54. Too early. We looked at each other with a little panic. It better not be the boys. Will went over to the door and put his eye up to the peephole. Then he opened it.
"Good to see you again, Dixon." I heard Will say from around the corner.
"Is it ok that I'm early? I asked my manager if they'd cut me first." Dixon said.
"Of course. Come on in. Make yourself comfortable. You want a drink?" Will asked as they walked into the room. Dixon looked at the screen and smiled but didn't pay that much attention. I turned the sound down just low enough that you could still hear some grunting and moaning.
"I'll take a vodka." Dixon said. "And do you mind if I shower. Working there makes me feel greasy."
"Sure." I said. "You should strip in here though." I smiled and slid my hand under the waistband of my white Calvins and groped my boner.
"Whatever you want, Sir." He said and kicked off his shoes while yanking his black tie loose and pulling it over his head. Will let his robe slip off and he tossed it on the chair and stood facing the full-length window in a pair of light gray boxer briefs. His ass was to Dixon and me. It was round and firm and looked amazing.
Dixon stared at him as he slowly unbuttoned his white shirt. His chest was mostly hairless except for a small thin patch between his pecs and some stray hairs around his nipples. His pits were a thick mass of black hair and he had a dark treasure trail to match. He undid his black dress pants and let them fall to the floor. His legs were toned and hairy. He reached into his diesel bikini briefs and absentmindedly fluffed his junk before putting his thumbs in the waistband and casually pulling them off completely unselfconsciously like he stripped naked all the time. His trimmed bush blended into his hairy legs. I could hardly wait to see his ass uncovered.
I stared at his beautiful body. His cock was about 4" long and hung straight down over very low hangers - so low I'd be afraid of sitting on them. His cock wasn't very thick but got wider as it tapered down to a purple mushroom head.
Will finally turned around after flashing the world from the 12th floor and saw the Dixon was naked. "Holy shit!" He said. "God Damn, you're one hot little fucker." Dixon smiled. He liked the adoration. I guessed that is why he was here. Will grabbed an airplane bottle of Grey Goose from the minibar and poured our new friend his vodka rocks.
"You two DILFs are fuckin' crazy hot yourselves." Dixon returned the compliment. "You two hold onto your peckers. I'll be right back." He turned around and walked to the bathroom. His ass was a work of art - not hairy as I'd expected given how hairy his legs were, but small and round; it was perky with smooth, dimpled cheeks and a fuzzy crack.
Will and I sat next to each other on his bed and watched him shower. He was like a statue through the frosted glass. I took out my phone and started filming it.
"Matt! What the fuck? That's not legal."
"You can't even tell who it is. Try and stop me." I said. He didn't.
Dixon was efficient and was done in a couple of minutes. He came out into the bedroom still dripping wet. I had to scramble to stash my phone. He stood in front of us drying off like he was just hanging out at the gym - so comfortable. I couldn't believe I could sit and watch.
"So, you here for the tournament?" He asked. "You got boys wrestling today?"
"We do." Will answered. "We have to be back down there by 4:30. Good thing you got here early."
"Plenty of time." He said and smiled and tossed the towel on the other bed. "So - what's on the menu? Besides more sausage?"
"Well, we're not all that experienced." Will said. "We were hoping you could show us what's fun."
"Wait, what?" Dixon said, visibly shocked. We nodded like we were rookies talking to a coach before our first big game. "No shit? You don't flirt like newbies. That was pretty aggressive actually. Pretty ridiculous really. I thought one of my friends had put you up to that shit. Sausages?" He paused for a minute and fondled the head of his dick and took a big gulp of liquor. "So, what have you done?"
I told him an abbreviated story of our last two days. He looked literally stunned. Even more than before. It sounded sort of crazy when I said it out loud.
"No fucking way. You are completely serious - like for real?" He said again.
"For real." Will said.
"Damn. So, you weren't even friends until Wednesday?" He said, still processing. "You act like you've been friends for years, like old college buddies or whatever." It was true. I couldn't believe how easy and natural it was. The shared secret helped. Will looked at me and smiled.
"Damn. This is not what I expected coming up here. I thought you guys were a couple or fuck buddies into dominating a twink. I was actually a little nervous - but you were both so freakin hot. I love me some daddy dick." He paused and then added. "I've never been the teacher. This is gonna be fun." He paused and asked, "So, you guys got condoms?"
Will and I looked at each other and panicked and shook our heads. We had all day to prepare for this. I wasn't necessarily expecting things to go that far though. Not sure why not; I wanted to fuck Will.
"Newbies." Dixon said shaking his head and reaching for his backpack. "It's a good thing you flirted with me; I always come prepared." I was both relieved and nervous but happy he played safe. We had a lot to learn. "You boys can go raw this weekend with each other if it's really your first time. You should take advantage of that."
"What do your friends call you?" I asked, changing the subject to something less stressful.
"Dix, usually, or just 'D'. Either's cool." He paused. "Just don't call me Dixie or I'll punch you in the fucking throat." He smiled but I could tell he really hated that - and for good reason.
"Kinda funny that Dix is also dicks." I said grabbing my hard cock and thinking I was funny.
He rolled his eyes and sighed. "Wow. So clever. No one's ever made that connection before."
"Ugh. So sorry." I said feeling like a moron. "Seriously though, Dix is a great name. Very rock and roll."
"Thanks. I like It too. It's not very common but not too weird. I have a buddy named Hillman - family name - so 'Hill' for short. Nothing good about that." He was stroking his cock now and decided to get down to business. "So, let's see how those cock sucking skills are progressing. Strip down and get on your knees."
Will and I pulled off our briefs and both our boners slapped back up against our bellies. Dixon smiled and just said, "Nice. That's what I'm talking about. Bring those bad boys over here." We walked over to him and both started feeling his body all over. We each went right for an ass cheek. He was loving the attention. He put his hands on our heads and pushed down. "I wanna watch you guys make out over my cock." We looked at each other a little nervous. "Have you not locked lips yet? Holy shit, I can't believe I get to watch this." His cock went from half hard to full mast within a couple of seconds.
"Oh my god!" I said. Will just instinctively grabbed it. "You're fucking huge. That must be almost 8 inches."
"Eight and a quarter." He said and smiled down at us. Will enveloped his mushroom head and started sucking hard. I started licking up from the base. I took his balls in my mouth, one at a time. Dixon was moaning. "That's it. Nice work."
I worked my way up toward his head and my mouth met Will's. Our lips touched. He pulled off and we both slid our mouths down the sides of his massive rod. Our mouths met at his head again and we started just kissing each other. I grabbed the back of his head and we started furiously making out. "Fuck, yeah!!" Dixon said, grabbing his cock and stroking it next to our faces and tapping us on the cheeks. We broke our kiss and went back to alternating who got him in our mouths. We just slobbered over his rod - licking, kissing, and sucking. It was the hottest thing I'd ever done. I held on to Dixon's ass to stay steady. My cock was like steel and drooling precum to the floor.
Dixon suddenly stopped and turned around. He put his hands on the bed and said, "how about some work on my ass now." Will and I looked at each other and did nothing. Dixon looked back at us. He turned his body around and said, "oh, fuck. You haven't done this yet have you?" We shook our heads. "You're in for a treat. Get on the bed on all fours." He commanded.
We did as we were told. "Scoot down to the end and of the bed." He added. "Fuck. Look at those asses. Damn." He started with mine. He grabbed my furry glutes and pulled them apart and dove his face into my hairy crack. His lips hit my pucker and I uttered, "whoa. Holy shit. Oh my god. Oh my god." His mouth was all over my ass. His scruff was tickling my crack and his tongue was pushing at my hole. I looked over at Will and my eyes rolled back into my head. I leaned over to him and we kissed again, swirling our tongues around. His lips were so soft and his beard felt so forbidden and hot. I could feel my cock dripping again. Dixon must have noticed too because he grabbed it from behind and milked it downward while he ate my hole. I'd never felt so much pleasure at one time. I didn't want it to end. But then it did.
Dixon pulled his face from my crack, groped my nuts from behind and then moved over to Will. "That was unbelievable." I said and put my head down on the bed leaving my wet furry ass in the air. I watched Will's face as Dixon's mouth touched his smooth pucker. It was priceless. His eyes closed and he moaned like a feral Tom cat. After a minute more of this intense anal pleasure he opened his eyes and arched his back. "Oh my fucking god!" He said. I leaned in to kiss him again. He literally whimpered into my mouth in pleasure.
Then he grunted suddenly and broke our kiss. I looked up over his back and Dixon was slowly sliding his middle finger into Will's ass. I climbed under him on my back so we were in a 69 position and slid his long boner into my mouth. I could see both Will's balls and Dixon's swinging in front of my face. I felt Will's mouth descend on my cock too. Then I saw Dixon's face go back into Will's crack. His mouth was so close to mine. I pulled off Will's cock and pushed up a bit. Dixon slid down Will's taint and we kissed. I almost came. French kissing two scruffy men was so taboo and so hot. I thrust up into Will's mouth. We alternated kissing and sucking on Will's balls and licking his hole. Dixon was working two fingers in and Will was moaning and arching and thrusting into my mouth. Then he inserted three fingers. I watched upside down as Dixon grabbed a condom, tore open the black and gold wrapper with his teeth, and unrolled it over his massive rod. He squirted some lube on it. Where did he get lube? This boy knew what he was doing. Then he stuck the fat head at Will's hole and pushed.
"Holy Fuck!" Will yelled and gritted his teeth. I was grateful he'd taken my cock out of his mouth. He winced again.
"Relax." Dixon said softly. "I got my head in. It's so hot seeing your pucker wrapped around it. Breath slowly. Good boy. Now push out a little like you're taking a dump."
I slid up kissed Will and his shoulders slumped a bit. "That's it." Dixon said. "Let me know when you're good." We kissed some more. "How's it feel now?"
"Ok." Will said, somewhat unconvincingly. We kissed some more and I played with his cock. "Better. Not bad actually." Dixon squirted some lube at Will's hole and massaged it around with his thumb.
"You ready?" Dixon asked but it was more of a warning. He pushed again just as Will was saying, "Ok" and then he moaned again, but this time sounded different. I could tell he liked it.
Dixon got into a slow rhythm, gradually sliding more of his impressive length into Will who had his eyes closed and was supporting himself on his elbows. I reached under him and grabbed his cock again. He was rock hard so he was clearly liking it.
"You want a turn?" Dixon asked me.
"Fuck yeah!" I said like a kid being asked if he wants to drive his dad's car for the first time. Dixon smiled and pulled out. He handed me a condom and raised his eyebrow like it was a question. I took it. I figured it would help me last longer. I was already getting close. It didn't unroll as far on me but his magnum fit my girth comfortably. I hadn't worn a condom in years - almost two decades - I'd forgotten how much I don't like them.
Dixon reached over and lubed me up. It was hot feeling him stroke me through the latex. He reached down and squeezed my sack. "Nice big tanks, Bro. Now go get 'em tiger!" He said and he slapped my ass like a coach and backed away from Will's ass.
I grabbed his hips and pulled him to me and slowly shoved my cock into him. I slid right in. He moaned and whispered, "yes." He was so tight. Even with the condom I had to stop for fear I'd shoot right then. I slowly started some short and gentle thrusts. Watching my bush buried in his crack was so hot - like I was in my own porno. Dixon pulled off his condom and moved around to Will's head. Will took the hint and started sucking. Dixon clasped his hands behind his head, showing off his young biceps and bushy dark pits and started thrusting into Will's mouth. I bent over and reached around to grab Will's cock. It was drooling precum. I squeezed some out. He moaned and backed into me and I brought my hand to my mouth to lick it off.
"Hot, Bro!" Dixon said smiling at me. "I love precum."
"I can't hold out much longer." I said, mostly to Dixon, like he was our instructor.
"Then just let it happen, Bro. Make those last pumps count. Fuck him hard. Hell, lose the latex. Fill up his hole. You're clean. Dump your load deep, Bro." Then he added, "that ok with you, Willy? You good if papa bear raw dogs your pussy hole?"
Will, who'd been mostly silent while he blew Dixon, grunted, "yes. Fuck me! I want you to fuck me. Cum in me. I'm gonna cum too." He didn't specifically say the words fuck me raw, but I took that as a green light. I pulled out and ripped off the condom. I grabbed him by the waist and shoved my cock back in, balls deep.
"Oh my god!!" I yelled. "Holy fuck!" I fucked hard and fast, lasting longer than I'd expected but could feel the tingle in my nuts. I was so hard. I thrust in a couple more times and then felt myself blast inside him. Dixon laughed out loud. Will had pulled off his cock so he hopped off the bed and moved around behind me. He played with my balls from behind while I was still dripping the last of my load up inside Will.
I finally pulled out and Dixon stepped right up and pushed his cock into Will's sloppy hole. He'd somehow gotten another condom on. This boy was a professional. "I love sloppy seconds." He said as he started to pound Will hard. Will just kept grunting. Dixon pulled out and said, "flip over!"
"Huh?" Will said from his trance.
"C'mon, Bro. Flip over - on your back."
Will complied and Dixon grabbed his ankles and held them apart while he reinserted his huge cock. "Fuck yeah." Will said. "This feels awesome!" Dixon grabbed Will's boner and started jacking him off as he fucked him. I motioned for Will to put his hands behind his head. He smiled at me and complied.
"Fuck, yeah, buddy. Show me those guns and your pits." I growled. Dixon thrust harder at the sight too. I climbed on the bed and planted my nose in Will's right arm pit and sniffed his scent. I licked his bicep and then planted my mouth on his and forced my tongue between his lips. He opened his mouth wide and we made out until he moaned and I felt his first shot of cum hit my cheek, then on hit my ear, then on Will's neck. Dixon was grunting hard. I think he was cumming too.
"Fuck, Yeah, Willy Boy!!" Dixon said as he both watched Will cum and felt it. He kept stroking Will's cock until he broke our kiss and pushed Dixon's hand away.
"I can't take any more. God Damn though. Mother. fucker. That was the greatest cum of my life." Will said, still breathing hard.
Dixon finally pulled out. He yanked off the condom and held it up to show us his nice creamy load trapped inside. "That's a lot of cum for me for the second time today." He said, smiling at us.
"Second time?" I said.
"I rubbed one out in bed when I woke up this morning." He said casually as he turned to see the mass of twink bodies still on the TV screen. "Guess we didn't need that." He added and laid down on the bed with us. "That was a pretty fun time. Glad I could be part of the inaugural fuck. You guys enjoy yourselves? Learn some new tricks?"
"I'm speechless." Will said.
"That was mind-blowing." I added. "You're quite the professor."
"Thanks, papa bear." He said smiling and leaned over to kiss me. Then he kissed Will as well. "We can go for round two if you want. It's only 3:30."
"We're not 20, Dix. We might need to wait a bit." I said. "Plus, we probably need to shower again before we go hang with the other parents. I think we smell a little...jizzy."
Dixon laughed, "fair enough." He stood up, scratched his pubes, and went hunting for his briefs.
"You could come back for another lesson. Like tonight even." Will said, finally breathing normally. "For lesson number 2?"
"Got plans tonight." Dixon said.
"Tomorrow night?" Will asked.
"I'm working tomorrow night." Dixon said.
"Stop up after your shift." I said.
"Oh, not here. Downtown. I work at a bar. I dance." Dixon said. "You guys should come. You'd have fun. You could go crazy. We always like the newbies."
"Dance?" Will asked.
"Yeah, I'm a go-go boy. I dance in a gold cage for tips. It's kinda crazy. It's good money on weekends though - more than my whole week at the restaurant usually. It's called Cell Block 9. Come down."
"Sounds a little rough." Will said, skeptically.
Dixon laughed. "It's not. It's just a dance club. Lots of sweaty guys with no shirts on. I know you two would like it. You can make out in public there and no one will care. Or maybe blow each other in the bathroom. Or someone else." He laughed again. "Think about it."
"You dance naked?" I asked.
"No, but pretty close. Jock straps, G-strings, hot assess undies like these." He pulled a pair out of his backpack. He slipped them on and modeled. They said Andrew Christian on the waistband and were bright yellow. His junk looked huge in them.
"Damn. Nice." I said.
"We will take that under consideration. I really hope we see you again. We owe you." I said.
"That'd be fun. I like you hot daddies. You're gonna have plenty to do now on your own though. And don't forget what I said about bareback. You should enjoy that shit while you can." He finished putting his clothes back on, kissed us both and headed to the door.
"Bye, Dix!" I said.
"See you later, Dix" Will added, and our scruffy boy toy tutor was gone.
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