Taking Our Sons to the Tournament: Chapter 7
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CHAPTER 7: Will & Matt
Part One: Friday Night
"That Rob can really tell a story." Will said, referring to Danny's long-winded father. We'd just gotten back to the room after hanging out in the bar with five other dads after we'd all gone for pizza after the matches ended. They were the four that had come solo without their spouses and Arjun, who had a room to himself and wasn't married, or at least his wife didn't live in the US with him. He said he was East Indian but didn't have an accent so I'm guessing he meant his heritage and not that he was first generation. He seemed too young to have a teenager. He had beautiful caramel skin and fine features. He was very handsome and fit. I'd always found Indian and middle eastern people attractive. I found a lot of people attractive though.
Eric and Jake both won again. Of course, they were already hinting at more movie rentals. Will and I had already decided to let them rent more if they won but we let them think we needed convincing.
"Yeah, that story about the car accident was fucking crazy. He must have blown through several of his nine lives already." I added.
"Nick's dad is kinda hot." Will said, changing the subject. "Although it might have been because he kept talking about the porn they've watched in their room too.
"Yeah, I thought it was interesting how Tom (One of the other fathers who was sharing a room with Nick's dad, Scott) stayed pretty silent. I couldn't tell if he was embarrassed that they've been watching porn or annoyed that Scott was watching it when he wasn't into it." I said.
"Think Scott wanted to rub one out together and Tom wasn't up for it?" Will asked. "Glad we didn't have that problem. Wanna fire one up on the screen.?"
"Sure. Pick something hot." I said. "I gotta take a leak."
"Again?" Will laughed. "You just came from the restroom before we cashed out."
"I know. But I'm three beers past my two-beer limit." I yelled from the bathroom as I took a long, loud piss. Then I felt Will's hand grab my ass and it made my piss stream hit the back of seat. He stood at the side of the bowl and pulled his jeans and underwear down below his nuts. He aimed his dick downward to piss as well. I hadn't shared a toilet with a buddy since being at a dive bar in college. One of the bars we went to had two urinals and toilet with no stall around it - just out in the open - so guys would frequently stand around it and piss together. It was always after many beers and always kinda hot.
We shook off our dicks and stood there looking at each other's junk. We both looked up at the same time. Will leaned into me and we kissed. I reached over and grabbed his cock and played with it I cupped my hand under his balls and felt a couple of stray drops of piss hit my wrist. It was hot just causally feeling a heavy ball sack - the very core of Will's manhood. We continued to make out over the toilet with our pants pulled down only to our thighs. Will reached for me and ran his fingers through my dense, dark bush and then wrapped his hand around my plump cock like it was a doorknob he needed to slowly turn to get to where he wants. We moved closer to each other and grabbed each other's asses with our opposite hands. We stood grinding into each other and moaning into each other's mouths.
"I've been waiting all day to do this." Will said as though he'd been holding his breath all day. "I didn't get to suck you this morning."
"I'm aware, buddy." I said. "As much as I enjoyed dumping a load on the sheets, I'd have preferred your warm, wet mouth sucking on my boner too."
Will grabbed my belt and pulled my pants and briefs down to my ankles. His face was at my crotch. My cock rose to sticking straight out at him just from seeing him on his knees in front of me. Will smiled as he watched me grow and engulfed my semi-hard cock all the way into his throat. He sucked hard and buried his nose in my pubes. I moaned and thrust into his face as my knees buckled a little. "We need to move out of the bathroom. Your knees are gonna get sore on that tile."
Will pulled off, stood up, and pulled his pants down. We left our clothes in a pile by the toilet and walked naked into the bedroom. I sat on the corner of the bed and spread my legs - one on each side and leaned back on my elbow. My boner rested on my happy trail as I waited for Will to pick his porn scene of the day. He must he horny. He picked a group scene. It looked older - there were a lot of pubes. It was a bunch of mechanics in a garage. A customer in a business suit was waiting for his sports car to be serviced. He watched all of the mechanics work around him. One was working under a car with his lower half sticking out from under the chassis. His dark blue work pants were unzipped and bulging. Another mechanic was bent over under the hood. His pants sagged down around his hips and his furry ass crack was on display. Will turned around and saw me on display as well. He smiled and dropped to his knees. He went back down on my dick, bobbing up and down and sucking like a pro. No one would know he'd just learned this trick yesterday. He felt my chest with one hand while he stroked his cock with the other. I was in horny heaven. Sitting back getting a sloppy blow job from a handsome buddy while watching a bunch of blue-collar boys gang bang a guy in a suit.
I was lasting a long time since it was to be my third load of the day. Will came up for air a few times and jacked me off while licking my nuts for a while. Then he went back down for more. He'd casually stop to watch the action on the screen. When he saw the suit guy plant his face in the ass crack of the mechanic under the hood, he lifted my legs up and dove into my crack. "Holy fuck!" I moaned. "Yes! I was hoping to get more of that."
"It's fucking hot, Matt. I love your hairy hole. It's so soft and smooth." Will said between laps.
"Oh, fuck yes." I moaned again. "I sorry if I'm sweaty down there."
"Your sweat smells hot too; and that's all you smell like so it's all good." I was thankful to be a little constipated. I always get that way when I travel. It meant my ass was still clean from my shower.
"Go back to my cock." I said, breathing hard. "I'm getting pretty close." Will dropped my legs back down and grabbed my nuts and gave them a little tug until my cock was aimed at the ceiling. I spread my legs wide and turned my head toward the screen. I watched the blonde suit guy start to squirt on his chest as he got pounded on his back. It immediately reminded me of fucking Will with Dix. I grunted and I started cumming into Will's mouth. He wasn't even phased. He just kept sucking as I blew at least six ropes of jizz into his mouth. His eyes were closed and drool had matted his short beard. He finally stopped and held me in his mouth all the way down. I felt more cum oozing out while he swirled his tongue around.
I laid back flat on the mattress and exhaled and stared at the ceiling. The moaning on the screen continued, unaware of my tremendous orgasm. Will climbed up on me and gave me a cummy kiss. We made out a little and I rolled him over to return the favor. He was rock hard and drooling precum. I grabbed his cock and slid it between my lips and started sucking.
"Wait." Will said. "Let me get propped up against the headboard. I want to watch while you blow me." I released his cock and he scooted up against some pillows and spread his legs again.
"Deja Vu." I said. "This is how I got your last load."
"Well not my last load." Will said smiling.
"Oh, right. That last load was fucking stellar. That was a Peter North cum shot, hitting me right in the face. We haven't even talked about this afternoon. How was getting fucked?" I went back down on him.
"So awesome, Matt. I have to admit it started out a little shaky. It's a good thing Dix was here. If that had just been you and me trying it out, I would have bailed when he first stuck it in. You definitely have to get used to it. I was sorta being polite since we didn't know him. I know that's crazy." Will said.
"And slutty." I added laughing.
Will busted out laughing, "no shit!"
But seriously. It took a minute. But then it felt great. I felt so connected - especially to you. To have you inside me. I felt...I'm not sure how to put it...empty - and lonely, when you pulled out. But then Dix shoved that fucking horse cock back in me."
"I can't believe that's the first dick you took." I mumbled with his cock head in my mouth.
"Well, I didn't say anything before, but I've been practicing a little." Will said.
"Practicing?" What the fuck does that mean? You said you hadn't been with anyone? I went bare!" I said a little freaked out.
"Oh, fuck. Not with a person. Fuck no!" Will said. "But I've played with some shit in my ass. I never would have been able to take that otherwise."
I just completely pulled off and casually stroked him while we talked. "What kind of 'shit' are you talking about?" I asked. "Like a vibrator. Does your wife use one of those? Mine did - does. She used to vibrate her clit while we fucked." Probably not helping, I realized.
"That's hot - picturing you fucking - but, no - no vibrators - at least not that I've ever found anyway. Actually, maybe. Who knows? I don't really care, I guess. No, I've been playing with my ass for a while. Fingering myself while I jerk off, stuff like that. Then I decided I wanted to feel what it would be like to really having something in there, so I started sticking stuff up my ass." Will admitted.
"Stuff?" I said. "Like what? Like a banana? Stuff around the house? G.I. Joe?"
Will laughed. "Um. Basically yeah. By the way - oh wait - I mean 'btw' - bananas don't work." He said smiling. "Tried that. Not hard enough. I tried a hot dog. Then a bigger sausage. Then a cucumber but I picked some that were way too big. Way bigger than Dix. I tried my hairbrush handle but that was too hard. Then a-"
"Wait, a hot dog?" I said shocked. "I'd be afraid it would get lost up there. I've heard stories from one of my friends that's a nurse in an ER."
"Yeah, me too. I used a condom on all of that stuff so I could pull it out. The hot dog did go all the way in. So did the polish sausage."
"Fuck, I had no idea you had actual sausage experience when we were talking about it at breakfast. Holy shit." I said. "Why didn't you tell me this."
"I'm not sure. You didn't ask for starters. And also -"
"I didn't ask?" I said laughing really hard. "Hey Will, how is the breakfast sausage here? Oh, Matt, do you mean taste or how it fits up my asshole? We'll both I guess, Will. Do you prefer a different one for each?" I apparently can be a Smart Ass. That must be why I like Jake.
"And you want to know why I didn't volunteer this information." Will said, still playfully, but making a good point.
"Ok, that's fair." I said feeling bad I'd given him shit. "I apologize. Seriously. It just seemed like we were divulging some intimate things about our fantasies. That seems like a big one."
"Yeah. I'm sorry too. It's just that getting fucked seemed - I don't know - another level - and also a little..." Will said sort of stammering.
"Feminine?" I finally interjected.
"I guess so, yeah." Will said, blushing. "I was embarrassed sticking stuff up my ass."
"Ok, don't be. I have a dildo at home." I said. "It's a replica of Tommy Defendi's cock. I got it at that adult bookstore out on the highway."
"What??" Will said feigning anger - mostly. "What the fuck?! You just gave me shit about ass play and you own a fucking dildo?"
"I wasn't experimenting with half of the produce and meat departments." I said smiling. Will started to respond but stopped and laughed. We both laughed. It turns out we were both pretty invested in this man-on-man fantasy before this trip. I still couldn't believe our luck. "Did you consider getting an actual fake dong instead of just raiding the refrigerator?"
"You live alone, man! I can't risk hiding a fucking rubber boner around the house. Not even in the toolbox. Nowhere is safe with an anal-retentive wife and three kids." Will said. "What if Jake found it?"
"Ok, I guess I hadn't thought of that. I didn't start fantasizing about ass play until I had my own space. Again, my apologies." All this talk of wives and kids finding his fake boners had made his dick deflate. The movie also ended. "So, what's your favorite menu item to get off on" I added trying to get this back to a playful, horny place again.
"You're gonna laugh, man. Hard." Will said.
"Ok, what?" I asked.
"Kielbasa. With a condom on it of course." Will said. "I'm not even kidding." We both busted out again and were rolling on the bed with laughter. When we calmed down, he added, "It's long enough, firm but not too hard, fat but not cucumber fat, and it usually has a little tapered end that helps it slid in easier."
"I'm speechless." I said, still chuckling. "I wish we could tell Dix."
I went back to blowing him as he watched a hot video of college frat guys wearing kilts eating each other's asses before fucking each other. It took about ten minutes to get him back to the edge. I tried pulling off in time to let him calm down and edge again, but that skill needs more practice. I went too far and he yelled, "oh, fuck. Gonna blow, Matt." Just as his cock pulsed into my mouth. I swallowed it all and kept sucking until he made me stop.
"You taste so good." I said licking my lips.
"Thank you." He said. "That was great! I'm gonna sleep like a baby."
"Me too." I said. "I'm gonna brush my teeth...and take yet another piss." Will laughed.
"So, how is Tommy's dong?" Will asked from the bedroom as I pissed.
"Honestly, bigger that it looks on screen." I said. "I should have started out smaller. I wish I'd brought it. I assumed I'd be in here with Eric. I have a Fleshlight too which is great."
"Oh, man." Will said. "You got all the good toys. I've always wanted one of those."
"Well, you can come borrow them any time." I said, and for the first time thought about what might happen after the weekend was over. Until now we'd just been in our own little fantasy time capsule in a world away from our real lives. I quickly added. "I'm not gonna lie. I've practiced sucking on Tommy as much as he's fucked me."
"That explains how you could deep throat me." Will said. "We may have to start a 'poker night' at your place." Holy shit. That would be amazing.
"I like the way you think, my friend. I'm gonna double down on that ass." I said smirking.
"You're definitely going all in." He smiled.
"I forgot to eat your ass. Fuck, man. I'm sorry. I just really wanted your cock." I said as I brushed my teeth.
"No worries, bud. I would have asked for it, but I wasn't as 'clean' as you. I needed another shower before I'd let you in my crack tonight - if you know what I mean." Will said.
"I appreciate that." I said. "Tomorrow."
"Tomorrow." Will said. I came back from the bathroom and climbed into Will's bed without even thinking about it.
"Shit. Sorry. Is this ok?" I asked but I backed my naked fuzzy ass up against his floppy, wet junk as he laid on his side.
"Don't want it any other way this weekend, Matt." Will said as he wrapped his arm around me and we fell asleep.
Part 2: Saturday
Saturday morning's alarm came way too soon. The boy's matches were early and we barely had time to brush our teeth and throw on some clothes before meeting them down at breakfast. Will's curly hair was crazy mess without his products to calm it down, and mine looked like a fauxhawk. Good thing we'd each brought baseball caps for exactly this reason.
"You look hungover." Jake said to his dad. "You look even worse." He said to me laughing.
"Dude!" Eric said. I wanted a dollar for every time He said that to Jake.
"Watch it, Jacob!" Will said sternly, completely unamused by the accurate accusation. I caught his eye and just nodded a tiny bit and smiled. Jake smiled back. I could tell he was excited to be in my confidence - like one of the guys and not like a kid. It was something Will never seemed to afford him.
"How were the movies?" I asked smirking. "They seemed motivating yesterday. We're so proud of you." I added trying to make it less weird than it sounded after I said it out loud.
"We very much enjoyed them, Mr. Lombardi." Jake replied, intentionally sounding like he was answering a question in class at Oxford. He continued as though he was writing a review on Rotten Tomatoes. "The pacing was a little slow in the second act, but it had strong character development and an emotional story arc.
Even Will had to laugh at that.
"I concur entirely." Eric added in a terrible British accent. "Both of her 'characters' were very well developed." He smiled at his lewd double entendre which was very out of character. Jake was starting to rub off. And at the thought of rubbing off, I wondered if they'd jerked off together.
We were interrupted by our favorite waiter. It didn't look like this was going to be his section. I wondered if he'd asked for our table when he saw us.
"What will you boys have this morning? Dixon asked betraying no evidence of our familiarity or naked encounter.
"They'll have a little hair of the dog." Jake said. Will didn't even bother protesting.
"Was someone out a little too late? Get into any trouble?" Dixon asked politely. "You two look a little...under the weather." He said smiling. "Perhaps some corn beef hash or a nice sausage."
"Two bloody Mary's please." I said, making an executive decision for the both of us.
"And for you sir?" He asked turning to Will. We all broke out laughing. It turns out Dixon can be funny as well as sexy.
"Make it four" Jake said trying to be cool but knowing the request was ridiculous.
"Two Cokes it is." Dixon said as though that's exactly what he'd heard. Then he turned and headed into the kitchen.
"He's cool." Jake said.
"You're a smart ass." Will said to Jake but added a smile.
"Better than a dumb ass." Jake replied and we laughed again.
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The boy's matches were in the morning so we went right from breakfast to the stands in the adjacent convention hall. We met up with the guys from the bar last night who looked equally tired.
"You guys look like shit." Scott said. He looked like he'd managed to shower and shave. The rest of the crew looked as bad as we did.
"Scott apparently can drink his weight in beer and be no worse for the wear." Tom said trying to sound like he was playfully kidding, but not hiding his obvious annoyance. "I left right after you guys did. He came back to the room at 2:30 AM. Two. Fucking. Thirty. And he wanted to rent a porno. I had to threaten to unplug the TV." Everyone laughed except Tom who clearly didn't find his weekend roommate funny.
"You guys watch a movie when you got back? You two bailed early." Scott said to Will and me.
"Maybe." Will said. I just nodded and everyone laughed. Arnav looked wide-eyed and uncomfortable. I hoped he wasn't offended.
We'd been in the stands for five of our team's matches when I felt my phone buzz. I wondered who it was. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and read. "I want to suck on your stiff cock." And then on a separate line, "btw - I'm horny." I coughed in shock. I also got instantly hard. I didn't recognize the number. It had to be Will obviously, but I texted back. "I think you have the wrong number." Just to be sure. I heard that tiny vibrating noise next to me. It was in Will's pants. I laughed out loud. We'd exchanged numbers but I hadn't made him a contact yet and hadn't noticed he'd had his phone out. I texted back. "You may." And then added, "btw, nice use of btw." Will read it and smiled without looking at me.
"The wife texting you, buddy?" Scott asked. Scott was obnoxious - one of those guys who peaked in high school and was undoubtedly a dick then too.
"Yeah, she misses my dick." Will responded. A surprisingly lewd and snappy comeback from Will. He was definitely loosening up.
"I just got the same text from her." Scott said back, busting his balls as he broke out in laughter. No one really laughed with him. Someone needed to punch him. It looked like Tom might volunteer.
Sadly, Will was out of snappy comebacks. He stood up and left without even saying anything to me. I hoped he wasn't going to let Scott's assholery drag him down.
I watched half of the next match and my phone buzzed again. "Lobby restroom. Last stall. ASAP." I got hard again. I'd just calmed down. I casually untucked my shirt and said, "excuse me, guys" and headed out. It was a bummer waking up so late. I missed our morning activity and was wondering how long I'd have to wait to sneak some fun in today.
I texted "On my way. Almost there." I reached the restroom. There were only a couple of guys standing at urinals. I went to the end of the long row of stalls. Just as I was going to grab the handle, the door opened and Will quickly pulled me in. He immediately dropped to his knees on the cold tile floor and started unbuckling my belt. I ran my fingers through his curly hair and rubbed his strong shoulders and the hair on the back of his neck. He pulled my pants to my ankles and dove down on my cock. I moaned a little too loudly. He looked up at me with a concerned look on his face. I mouthed. "I'm sorry" and he went back to his job. He held my tight ball sack and grabbed his own dick to start stroking. I pumped between his wet lips. It took less than ten minutes for me to nut a big wad into his mouth. I loved looking down at his bearded face as I watched my balls hit his chin and my stiff cock pulse into him, feeling the long jets of jizz stream from my piss slit. He closed his eyes, stroking his own cock faster, and moaned quietly until I was done cumming.
Then he stood up and our boners met. He hugged me so our cocks slid against each other and he pressed his slippery lips to mine and slid his tongue into my mouth. I tasted my own cum and dropped to my knees to return the favor. Will leaned back against the wall. He unbuttoned his shirt as I took him in my mouth and started sucking hard on his beautiful, long cock. His precum tasted so good and his balls were smooth and warm in my hand. I spit in my other hand and slid it between his legs and up his ass crack to his hole. I felt him push out, letting me slide it in easily to finger fuck him as I bobbed up and down. I was getting more skilled, taking him down to the base so his bush scratched against my nose. I could smell his pheromones since he hadn't yet showered. His masculine scent was like its own cologne and made me start to bone up again. I was engrossed in devouring him and lost track of time. Suddenly I felt his cock surge and felt his nuts tighten and I braced for his first shot. It did not disappoint. He erupted into my mouth, squirting several ropes in quick succession. He grunted and then bit his lip to silence the remainder of his orgasm as he held my head firmly against his pelvis and bucked the last of his load into my mouth.
We hadn't spilled a single drop of semen on the tile and we had managed not to attract any attention. Now we just needed to effectively escape from the stall. There must have a break as the restroom was suddenly much busier. We were safe as the stalls had actual walls and wooden, louvered doors that went all the way to the floor. We waited out the rush by making out with our pants around our ankles and our wet cocks mashed against each other. I felt like I was 16, sneaking around and throwing caution to the wind in service to anticipation and horny excitement. The risk was thrilling and getting away with it was exhilarating. I hadn't felt this alive in years.
I snuck out first when it was noticeably quiet. I headed back to the stands and took my same spot with the hangover crew. No one seemed to notice. Will texted, "thanks for the Jizz." A few minutes later He came back from the opposite entrance and sat next to me again.
"You go to send a dick pic to the wife?" Scott said, giving Will shit again. I hated guys who called their spouse, "the wife" like it was 1950.
"Yeah, she sent me a nice shot of her wet pussy back." Will responded, noticeably annoyed and apparently having grown a bigger pair while he sucked me off. "She told me to tell you, Shari called her to go to a Chippendale show because she wanted to see a real man for a change." Everyone laughed, mostly in shock as ball-busting was not typically in Will's wheelhouse. Now it was Scott's turn to be speechless. Shari was his wife, who always seemed a little out of Scott's league. He either made a lot of money or was hung because he didn't deserve her. Tom reached across me to give Will a high five behind Scott's back. It occurred to me that we were no more mature than Eric and Jake and their buddies. Maybe worse.
I needed a mint. I could still taste Will's cock and smell his cum in my nose. I tried not to speak and decided to go for a beer if the bar was open before noon. Thankfully it was. I got Will one too.
Eric's match was a tough one but he managed to squeak out a win by one point by almost pinning his opponent. His arm pit was drenched when the ref raised his hand as the victor. He'd worked hard for that one.
After another hour it was Jake's turn. He had a great first take down and had his opponent on his back early on but shot his energy wad too early. It was clear he was tired by the end and lost his match. He threw his head gear to the floor and stormed off the mat. His coach had to send him back to shake his opponent's hand. Will was both sad for him and embarrassed by his poor sportsmanship. I completely understood. He'd come out fighting and I'm sure felt he was the better athlete. I hoped he'd cool down and not be a sore loser, partly because I knew it might ruin Will's day.
Will stood up and said, "I need another beer."
"You got it, bud. I'm so sorry that didn't go like we wanted it to." I replied.
"Mind if I join you?" Tom asked.
"Absolutely." Will said already sounding a little better.
We had two beers each at the bar and mostly listened to Tom complain about Scott like a catty junior high girl talking smack about her best friend. "He fucking rubbed one out just sitting on his bed watching a skin flick Thursday night. He goes, 'I'm too fucking horny. You don't mind, do you?' and before I could object, he just whips it out and starts going at it. Jesus Christ! What the fuck? You know what I mean?"
"Wow. What an asshole." I agreed half-heartedly as Will kicked me under the table. For about the tenth time in three days, I couldn't believe my luck.
Then Tom lowered his head and whispered, "the guy's got a fucking horse cock though, holy shit. I always wondered what Shari saw in him."
I busted out laughing. "I literally just said to Will he's either rich or hung. Still don't know how she puts up with him."
"He made some racist comment to Arjun too. What a dick." Tom added. I didn't even want to know what he'd said even though I could tell Tom wanted to tell the story.
"How did you end up sharing a room?" I asked. "I thought you were friends."
"Fuck, no. Same as you two. Nick and Aaron are best friends and asked if we'd switch. I reluctantly agreed just for the kid's sake. I end up spending way more time than I'd like with them already. Shari's great though." Tom said.
After another beer I was feeling a little buzzed and Will seemed more like himself again. Then Eric and Jake came in the bar looking for us for dinner.
"Hey, buddy. How you doin'? Will asked Jake.
"I'm ok...now. I should have won that one. Not sure what happened. Off my game. I'm ok. We just wanna order pizza and hang out and watch movies and play cards again if that's ok." Jake said.
"Ok. You sure. We can take you out and distract you." He said and was obviously both sympathetic and relieved Jake was no longer being a sore loser.
"Yeah, we'll be fine. Eric wants to chill anyway and not eat much. He's nervous about the finals tomorrow." Jake said and Eric nodded.
"Great job, by the way." Will said to Eric. I concurred and gave him a big bear hug.
"I'm so proud of you for working so hard and staying so focused." I said.
"Yeah, great job!" Tom added. "You buying the next round?" He joked. The boys laughed.
"Only if we get to stay and have one." Jake said.
We gave the boys some cash for pizza and they took off for their room.
"They're good kids." Tom said. "I gotta go take Aaron out. He wants real Thai food in the big city. I'm just happy he's ok hanging out with me still."
"You're a lucky man. You did something right." Will said. Tom smiled and slapped more cash than was necessary on the table and followed the boys out.
"So." I said, sipping the last of my pint. "Saturday night in the city. Just the two of us." I paused.
"What kind of trouble should we get into?" Will added smiling.
"We could...go out...somewhere." I said slowly, not sure what Will would be up for, but hopeful Jake's loss hadn't dampened his earlier playful mood.
"Somewhere...like where?" Will asked, innocently.
"We could get some food...and go to a club maybe." I proposed.
"A club?" Will asked, smirking. "Did you want to see someone dance maybe?" He started to laugh.
"I do." I said laughing back. "Is that bad? I kinda wanna see what it's like. I can't go to a place like that at home."
"It does seem like this is an opportunity we won't get again; at least I won't." Will said.
"We're talking about...Cell Block, right?" I asked in a whisper just making sure I wasn't misunderstanding. Will laughed even harder.
"Yes." Will said and chugged the last third of his beer in one gulp. The man had learned how to open his throat. Then he looked around to make sure no one could hear him. "Let's go watch go-go boys in jock straps. Let's let our freak out before we have to go back to real life."