Hello everyone! Long time reader, first time writer. Most of what I have written here, and plan to write in the future is true. I have and will leave out plenty of information to conceal identity and whatnot. I also have changed all names and identities. Do not worry, I started this story at a point where all characters are over 18. This actually took place about a week after Mateo's (remember names are changed) birthday. If you feel inclined, please shoot me an E-mail with some love at bjcashola@gmail.com. Love to you all!
"All right! Go off and start flirting with some girl. I've got a tug on my line." I said with a nudge to Mateo's arm.
"Goddammit! I just started to nod off. Don't take the room for too long if this pans out." Mateo jumped up and ran down closer to the water. He looked too sexy in his white, square-cut swim shorts that contrasted his very tan skin and perfectly outlined his perfect bulge. Sadly, he was not into dick.
The guy I was checking out, on the other hand, was most definitely into the bulge I was sporting in my hot pink speedo. He seemed quite a bit older than me... maybe in his mid-30s. He wore the same speedo brand as I, his being bright yellow, but nearly see-through. He had been eyeing my sun-bathing body for about 15 minutes, pacing between beach bums and trying not to be too obvious. Whenever I adjusted my balls, he would follow suit. As soon as he saw that Mateo was distracted and not returning, he came over and lay down on Mateo's towel next to me.
He reached over and brushed my covered cock with the back of his hand and asked, "You got a room, or do we go to the bathroom?"
"While the sound of a dirty quickie in the bathroom is appealing, I've got a nice, clean California King suite waiting for us to dirty it up." I returned.
He answered with a smile and followed me back to the room. Luckily, I was on the ground floor with a beach-view entrance, so we didn't have to do the awkward walk through the lobby. Before the sliding door even closed he was all over me. My swimwear was ripped off, literally, and he fell to his knees. I gasped when he took me into his mouth, down to my base. His hands fondled my balls, taint, and asshole. I placed both hands behind my head and leaned back against the glass door as he aggressively slobbered down on my dick. If anyone walked by, they'd get a great showing of how to give a wet blow job.
"Hold on, I'm gonna blow if you keep this up." I tapped his shoulder.
"Sorry, I just rarely get a chance to get dick. Especially not from a young, fucking hotty like you. The wife keeps a tight leash." He stood and kissed me hard.
"Wife, eh? On your family vacation?" I asked as he walked around checking out the room.
"Yeah, it's the only time I get a free pass. She does her spa shit and I cruise for cock. Fuck, dude, this room is nice. How do you afford this, you can't be older than 20?" He wondered.
"I'm 18, and it's easy when you're the fag son of very rich, old-school Baptist parents. I have a credit card and can do whatever I want so long as they can't see it or me." I laughed and fell back in the bed. "Now come over here and take out some of that wolf aggression on me."
He looked back with a devious smile and walked toward the bed. I raised my foot just as he got within reach and rubbed his bulge with my toes. He winked and turned, showing me his backside. He slipped the speedo down a bit to show me the top half of his ass, then slid it back up. I protested, so he pulled it down so I could see his whole ass. It was hairy and round. I wanted nothing more than to dig in right then and there. I sat up on the bed as he turned, the front of his speedo was still covering his goods. I reached out and tugged on them, so that his hard dick flopped out in front of me. It was a decent size, about the same, if not bigger, as my own. It was thick, and about as long as the bottom of my wrist to the tip of my middle finger.
After softly kissing his pisshole, he pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on top of me. We kissed and fondled each other, teasing our bodies in every place we could touch. When I got to the point of being on top, I kissed down his body to his pelvic region. I could smell the odor of sweat, from a long day of baking in the sun. I licked up the line where his hips met his pelvis. The taste of his taint was bitter and manly. He moaned with every movement of my tongue. I took hold of his cock and began slowly jerking him off while I licked his ball sack. It was hot and also tasted like his sweat. After licking my way up the bottom of his shaft, I tasted the pre-cum waiting for me at the tip of his dick. It was surprisingly sweet. I took him into my mouth, but couldn't make it all the way down. I compensated by massaging his balls with one hand and tickling his asshole with the other. He was laying on his back with his legs spread and bent so I could have access to all of his goods. While I distracted him with my mouth, trying to make it further down on his shaft, I forced my finger into his tight hole. He cried out and grabbed the bedsheets tightly.
"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" He cried. Just as I was about to stop he told me to continue. I obliged and began finger fucking him while slowly bobbing my head on his dick, giving his shaft a strong tongue massage.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" He shouted between moans. I slipped my mouth off his cock just as he began shooting his load onto his chest and stomach. I jerked as much as I could out of him before he was completely spent.
I was almost disappointed that he came already, until he said, "Fuck, I hope you've got condoms. My ass is dying to get fucked."
I jumped out of the bed and grabbed a condom and the bottle of lube from the top of the dresser. He smiled when he saw it and ripped open the condom wrapper for me while I poured some lube onto my hand to get his ass primed. He unrolled the condom onto my cock and rubbed some additional lube onto it. When we were set, he lay back and placed his hands behind his knees, presenting his ass to me. I moved in, placing one hand on the bed to steady myself and slowly guiding my dick into his very tight hole with my other hand. He was focusing on his breathing, trying to push past the initial pain. Once fully inside of him, I was able to lean forward, resting my elbows on either side of his body. I began thrusting myself, slowly at first, into him while we passionately kissed each other. With each inward thrust his grip on the back of my head tightened, and with each outward pull, his breath returned to him. Once he got used to the rhythm I picked up speed. While I fucked him, now quickly, he moaned his enjoyment into my mouth through our kiss. I could feel the welts from his nails growing on the back of my neck and shoulders, but the burn from this felt good.
I was enjoying his ass too much to cum already, so I slowed down some, and then pulled out to change positions. He got on his hands and knees in front of me and waved his hairy ass at me. I knelt behind him on one knee and this time, quickly forced myself into his ass. I fucked him hard and fast. I focused on the slapping sound of my skin hitting his, because his moaning and groaning was sexy as hell and made me want to blow. He begged for me to be rough, so I spanked him hard. I slowed down my pace, and matched the spankings to it. Every time I pushed myself further into his ass, I spanked him.
By the time I was ready to change positions again, his ass was bright red on both sides. He pushed me onto my back and mounted me like I was a horse. He rode me slow, gyrating his hips in perfect sync with the music we could hear coming from the beach. When I felt the pressure build inside me, I took over and grabbed tight hold of his ass cheeks. I began thrusting myself up into him at a fast pace. He leaned forward and grabbed hold of the headboard, moaning loudly. His face twisted in a look of painful pleasure as I forcefully fucked him. I cried out as I came. My last few thrusts were hard and deep ones, allowing me to finish big inside of him. He collapsed onto the bed next to me. When I slid the condom off, I accidentally tipped it wrong and spilled cum on the bed. He laughed at me and leaned over for a kiss.
"Goddamn, that was fucking fantastic!" he exclaimed.
"Yeah, for a guy with a wife, you take cock like a champ. Usually when guys are married it ends with me getting clumsily fucked with no regard to my satisfaction. Most of the time they won't even blow me." I gently rubbed and fondled his soft cock while we talked.
"Yeah, he's not going to be ready for a bit," He laughed. "You seem to be ready to go another round, though."
"I'm always ready for round two!" I smiled.
"How about we fix that with a quick shower." He slowly climbed out of bed and headed into the bathroom.
I followed him and leaned against the door, holding up a condom in my fingers, "Up for a shower fuck? Or were you thinking mouth play?"
The water was running already, very hot and steamy. He smiled at the sight of the condom and waved his ass at me. I entered the shower and set the condom on his back so I could tongue fuck his ass. He tasted like the lube and his own sweaty, musky, scent. I pulled his ass cheeks out as much as I could so I could get my full face in his crack. His legs wavered as he moaned out his enjoyment. I pushed a finger inside his hole and continued my tongue fucking until he begged me to fuck him.
I grabbed the condom and tore into the package. After rolling it onto my dick, I grabbed hold of his hips and thrust myself into his waiting asshole. He cried out from the initial thrust and grunted roughly with every movement. I slammed my dick into him as fast as I could, and grabbed a fistful of his hair. He shouted in painful pleasure while I held on tighter.
"Jesus, is someone fucking dy-" Mateo walked into the bathroom and stopped short when he saw what he was walking in on. He turned and left quickly while I came loudly.
We finished showering by lathering each other up and washing ourselves off. After the shower we walked into the main room where Mateo was sitting and sending some text. My fuck buddy got all nervous and covered up his junk, but I walked over and sat in a chair.
"So, did you like what you saw?" I joked to Mateo.
He laughed and apologized, "You were gone for a while, I was just checking to make sure he wasn't some creepy killer. You should have heard the sounds. I could hear you before I got back to my entrance."
My new friend coughed, "Name's Joe." He removed one hand from covering his junk and shook Mateo's. I grabbed Mateo's robe from the chair next to me and tossed it to him.
"You can put this on if the nudity makes you uncomfortable. I, personally, enjoy air drying." I winked.
"Yeah, it doesn't make me uncomfortable. I've seen plenty of dick being his roommate." Mateo smiled.
Joe tried to look casual as he sat in a chair and laid the robe on the arm of the chair, "So are you guys on your first college Spring Break?"
"Nah, we're seniors in high school... So it would technically be our last high school Spring Break." I replied.
Joe coughed, "High school? Jesus!"
"Don't worry, I'm 18. You're not technically some perv now or anything. I mean, you are a bit of a perv, but who isn't?" I smiled.
"So, would you two mind vacating back to your bedroom? I've got a girl coming to wet my dick." Mateo suggested.
Joe and I walked back into my bedroom. He grabbed his speedo and slid it back on. I put on a light blue jock strap, green short shorts, and a barely-there orange tank top.
"You are so fucking sexy," Joe said and pulled me toward him for a kiss. "So what did you mean about my wolf aggression? I mean, it was sexy, but why wolf?"
"You know you're a wolf, right?" When he looked at me dumbfounded, I explained, "Like big hairy guys are bears, young guys who are hairless and thin are twinks, guys like me who are athletically built and into sports are jocks, and muscular guys who are hairy and very sexual are wolves."
"And you're just a jock? Are there cross categories? I see you as a wolf-jock." He joked.
"I don't write the rules. Plus, I'm not as muscular as you. I've got sports muscles, a nice little six-pack, and some definition. You are built, fucking ten-pack and all." I rubbed his very sculpted abdomen.
"It's only an eight and a half pack! The last two aren't fully developed, yet." He said before his phone alerted him to a text. "So, I have to get going. Today was... fantastic. I've not been with too many guys, but you are my favorite, by far. You don't happen to live in Chicago, do you?"
"Texas born and bred. Can't tell by my accent?" I laid on a thick accent.
"Wishful thinking is all," He grabbed my phone and put his number in, then snapped a picture of his cock to put as his picture. "If you ever make it to the Chicago area, call me. Or you can always send me dick pics."
"Definitely!" I took his phone and pulled out my waistband so I could snap a picture of my junk.
We kissed deeply before he made his way out of my beach door. I swirled around and landed against the wall, breathing a sigh of infatuation. After collecting myself I went out to the main room only to walk in on Mateo getting a blowjob on the couch.
"Really?" I asked, exasperated. The girl looked up to see who interrupted.
"Hey, I had to wait to take a leak because you were fucking in a public space," He pushed her head back onto his dick. "Now you have to wait to use the seating area."
"Jack ass," I muttered under my breath as I walked out of the room. I could hear the girl ask him if I'd be joining them and Mateo telling her to keep sucking. What I wouldn't give to join in on his dick. I'd even be willing to be in the same vicinity as naked VA jay-jay.
After a run through the beach-town, I made my way back to the hotel. This time I entered through the main lobby and through the inside door of the room. It was a huge room with two bedrooms, a living room with a big screen TV, and a small kitchen. The room was incredibly expensive, but this was my fuck you to my parents for the month. Not that they really cared, or ever even noticed. Mateo was sitting in his underwear and playing videogames on the TV. I sat next to him and grabbed a controller.
"So, how was that guy... Joe? You seemed to be enjoying yourself in the shower." Mateo asked.
"Goddamn, dude! He was tight as fuck. For my first day in paradise, he was perfect. I'd take him again in a hot second." I responded.
"Yeah, I saw him with some chick in the restaurant over by the beach bar. He on the DL?"
"He's got a wife. Said he only gets a good dicking when they go on vacation and she's got her spa shit. How was the little blondie?"
"She's passed out in my room. She seemed very disinterested in just about everything. Wouldn't even let me finish, I had to jerk myself off and rub her tit. Meanwhile, she had herself a good orgasm and a half. She even made me clean up the cum before she'd let me kiss her. I tried kicking her ass to the curb, but she wanted to cuddle. Fell asleep in my arms and I ditched her for this once she was totally out." He got up to check on her. I got a great view of his nicely defined ass in his boxer briefs.
"Sounds like you had way less fun than I had. What's your game plan for tonight?"
"Just gonna sit around and enjoy the room. I mean, I was gonna go bar hopping, find a more interesting chica, and bring her back, but look at this place. I'm gonna sit around in my underwear and dick around. And as soon as that one wakes up," he pointed toward his bedroom, "I'm kicking her ass to the curb."
"I think I'll join you for that. Sounds like my kind of night." I grabbed a control and joined his game.
After a few hours of gameplay, several shots and drinks, a very loud fight when we kicked the girl out, and a wrestling match over which game we would play (which resulted in breaking the console because it fell), we started a game of truth or dare.
"How did you end up with an apartment of your own at 18?" Mateo asked when I picked truth.
"Actually, I've been living there since I was 15. It was just a very heavily kept secret. When I came out, my parents kicked me out. I lived out of my car for three days and decided I was done with that shit. I threatened to make their lives hell if they didn't provide me with better accommodations. They didn't want a queer son, and they especially didn't want a public queer son who made them look bad. So I get a line of credit and the apartment. So long as they don't hear from me, they are fine with the hush money. Truth or dare?"
"That's fucked up... but I guess it works out for you in the end. How did you come out?" he asked.
"Uh uh, your turn. Truth or dare?" I demanded.
Mateo thought for a minute and chose dare. "Okay, I dare you to walk to the main desk and say you got locked out... naked."
He got up with a smile and pulled down his underwear. I noticed that he had done some manscaping since last week when I got a good view of his cock in the gym shower. I grabbed my phone and did a great job of stealthily recording his ordeal. He very confidently walked over to the front desk, not even covering his junk and rung the bell. There were several people walking through the lobby at the time, all staring at his naked form. He did look like a perfect specimen. He had that perfect Mexican tan complexion that people would kill for, but no one could achieve without a tan line or two. His hair was cut short, but he styled it to make it look un-styled. It was truly an art. He was a gym rat, and worked hard at keeping his body tight and hard. His soft dick was a picture of perfection, with a round, pink head and a smooth shaft.
When the employee came out from the back room, she gasped in surprise. She was a young, pretty girl. You could tell she was forcing herself to keep eye contact with him. The whole exchange was taking longer than it should because he was laying the flirting on thick. There weren't many who could pull this stunt off, but Mateo was one of them. After she got him a spare key, he wrote something down and handed it over to her.
When we got back to the room I asked what he wrote down, "I gave her my number. She wants my dick so bad she can already taste it. Said she can't do anything on hotel property, so I told her we could go to one of the beach houses out back and get to know each other better when she gets off."
"You dirty son of a bitch!" I laughed. "I'll go with dare, now, I guess."
"All right... I dare you to make out with a girl on the beach." He smiled deviously.
"I've never even thought about kissing a girl, though!" I said in shock.
"Are you saying that I need to come up with a punishment?"
"Fuck that, I'll do it. But I REFUSE to like it!" We both laughed and walked to his bedroom beach entrance. "Wait, let me borrow a pair of your shorts. I only have brightly colored speedos. It'll make me look gay. Plus, you might want to cover up the twig and gigs before we go out."
Mateo looked down and laughed, "Oh, right! And yeah, throw me some, too."
I tossed his white shorts over to him and put on his super hero square cut shorts. We walked out onto the beach. It was beautiful outside and dark. The only places with people were the beach bars. I made my way over to a girl who was sitting by herself. She was pretty, but not super model level. I figured she'd be easy to get quickly. After a few minutes of very flirtatious conversation, she was already feeling my abs and telling me it should be a crime for me to ever wear a shirt. I stood and moved in closer so that her knee was touching my covered cock and balls. She put down her drink and accepted my lips. Our kiss was hot and heavy, but Mateo interrupted just as she began to grope my bulge.
"Babe, you said you wouldn't try to pick up anymore girls for a threesome. You know I only like men," he said in a very stereotypically gay voice as he placed one hand on my ass and held onto my arm.
"Oh, I am so sorry, but I'm not into that kind of thing." She said as she got up and walked to the other side of the bar.
"You let her touch my dick!" I laughed.
"How do you move that fast? That wasn't even five minutes of work to have her groping you! Do you know how not often that happens on your first try?" Mateo exclaimed.
"I'm gay... girls can almost smell it on us. She may not have known that I'm in for cock, but she feels more comfortable around me because of it. It's like a pheromone thing." I lied through my teeth.
"You're so full of shit!" He laughed.
We started to walk back to the room when he said truth. "Okay, do you ever miss fooling around with each other?"
"Isn't that what we've been doing all night?" He asked.
"You know what I mean. When we used to, you know, jack each other off and dry hump each other and shit," I said nervously. "You seemed to really like it, and then once I came out, it just stopped."
"Kind of. I mean, I did for a while. And then I started having sex. That started right around the same time as you coming out. I mean, I was a little uncomfortable with the gay stuff at first, so that had something to do with it. But us doing that was a place holder for sex." He paused for a moment and then said, "You know that you being gay is not a thing at all for me, right?"
"Yeah, if it were I don't think you'd be so comfortable with, what were you saying earlier? All the dick I have around?" I smiled.
"It was that I have seen plenty of dick with you around. Truth or dare?" I responded with truth, so he asked, "Are you attracted to me?"
"Yes," I responded.
"That was fast," he seemed surprised.
"You're fucking hot. We get along really well, you've got a charming personality, and again, you're fucking hot. That's an easy one. Truth or dare?" I asked. He thought for a moment and came out with dare. We walked back through the door to his room and made our way to the couch in the main room. "Okay, I dare you to make out with a guy."
Mateo laughed and then leaned into me for a kiss. He placed his hands on my face as he climbed on my lap, straddling my legs and kissed me. I was too shocked to immediately respond, especially when his tongue found its way into my mouth. I returned the kiss, placing my hands on his ass. Our tongues danced between our mouths and our lips continued their passionate embrace. I tried to contain my lust, but it took over. I held tight to his bottom and flipped him so that he was on his back on the couch. We continued kissing while I grinded my junk into his. His hands trailed up and down my spine, sending sexual shocks throughout my body. I had one hand, firmly placed on his ass, keeping him pressed against me.
I pushed off him and sat back against the other end of the couch, "We have to stop, or it'll be too hard to stop later."
"Yeah," he replied, trying to cover the extra bulge in his shorts. "Truth or dare."
"Truth, I guess..." I replied, wishing we could continue groping each other.
"Do you..." he paused for a moment, "How did you realize you were gay?"
"Well... it wasn't anything, like, oh my god I'm gay!" I paused to think, "It was more so just how I always felt. I mean, I didn't think it was abnormal to want Prince Charming to come sweep me off my feet. I didn't realize I was different until I agreed with my mom about how attractive Brad Pitt is. She smacked me and then had my dad whoop the gay out of me when he got home from work." I laughed to myself, "That sure worked for them. And then once I started watching more TV and searching the internet, I found out that I wasn't as crazy as I thought."
Mateo's phone went off, "Holy shit it's front desk girl. She's off in five minutes." He looked over at me, almost like he was seeking my approval.
"Go give her the dick. I'll manage by myself for a while." I said with a forced smile.
He ran to his room with a big, dopey smile. I followed and watched him change. I offered some advice when he was making all the wrong decisions, "Maty, lose the underwear, wear those tight shorts with the blue designs, and go with one of your white tanks, the real tight ones."
"Thanks, man." He smiled.
"Now, fix your bulge. Those shorts are tight enough so that you can see the outline of your dick if you place it right. That'll make her panties drop. She's already seen the cash prize, so she's going to be looking."
He fixed his dick so that you could see the perfect outline of it through his shorts. After he left, I went back to my room. I stripped off Mateo's swim shorts and jumped into my bed. I rubbed myself until I got pretty hard and then snapped a picture with as much body as I could get in it to send to Joe asking if he wanted some cock. He snapped back a picture of him in bed with a sad face. I could see long hair next to him, so I figured he was there with his wife. I grabbed the party invites and found one for a promising looking underwear party. At the bottom of my drawer, I dug out a black mesh half a boxer brief. It had black mesh for the bulge and right leg with a black waistband. All of the outlines were hot pink and the left leg was five hot pink ropes wrapped around the leg. After getting it on and perfect I made my way over to the club down the beach. A few people who were out walking along made vulgar comments, but others were checking out the sexiness walking in their presence.
When I got to the party, I zeroed in on a sexy man beast. He had a bit of a gut, but the confidence of a stallion. He was wearing a bright read half thong and had some nice bulge action going on. I danced over to him and we got down and dirty on the dance floor. I danced my ass up to him to the point where he kept popping out of his thong because he was getting hard. We began making out on the wall, while I stood on one foot and used my other leg to rub his junk. When I asked if he wanted to go back to my room, he was all in for it. He grabbed a jacket from the ground outside the club and we walked back to my room, laughing and kissing the whole way back. He was short and round, with a cute face and an adorable smile. When we got back to the room, we kissed on my bed and groped each other for a while. After he got up, I slid off my underwear. He grabbed something from his jacket and returned, sliding off his half thong. He wiggled a baggy of coke and climbed into the bed with me.
"Hold your dick down, baby." He whispered. I pressed it against my abdomen and he tipped some of the powder onto my undershaft. He then snorted it up in a quick inward breath. "You want some?" He asked while he finished sucking in air through his nose.
"Sure..." I replied as chubs laid back and held his own cock down. I sprinkled the coke onto him and then leaned in to snort it. It felt like my face exploded with the burning in my nose. After the initial burn, a warm burst of energy ran through my body. I didn't realize I had fallen to the floor until chubs came down to join me. We kissed, laughing through our lips with each other. "Fuck me," I begged. "God, fuck me, now!"
Chubs grabbed a condom from the nightstand and wrapped himself. I was laying on my side, so he lifted my leg, resting it on his shoulder, and straddled my other leg. When he entered me, the same warm burst of energy exploded inside of me as when I did the coke. He fucked me for what felt like an eternity, before blowing. I came twice during the fucking. The coke had every nerve ending working triple, especially on my cock.
I woke up the next morning to the sound of screaming in the bathroom. I jumped out of bed and ran to see what was going on. It smelled like piss when I first walked into the bathroom. Mateo was cussing and threatening chubs and some guy I'd never seen before. They were getting up from the floor and completely covered in piss. The floor was soaked. Mateo chased both of them out of the room. Chubs thought to grab a towel on the way, but the other guy left in the nude.
"Well that was fucked up. Where'd that other guy come from?" I asked with a laugh.
"Where the fuck did either of them come from, Ben?" Mateo yelled. "What's your fucking problem? You invite these shady ass dudes into the room, get into fucking piss play, AND you're doing coke with them? What the fuck, dude?"
"Hey, why are you yelling at me. First of all, I only invited one guy back to the room last night. I did not participate in any piss play. And who cares, I did a little coke with him. How do you even know about that?" I yelled back.
"I went to get my swim shorts from your room and the baggy was on the floor next to them. When I saw that you were still in bed, I realized the noise in the bathroom couldn't have been you, and that's when I found them. They were sitting across the bathroom and pissing on each other! That's fucking disgusting! Maybe don't invite sick fucks here next time."
"Like I said... I only invited the one. Plus, who are you to say who I can and cannot have here? I don't know if you've forgotten that this is MY room. If you don't like how things go, you can get your own."
"Whatever dude. Do whatever you fucking want." He shouted on his way back to his room.
For the next few days, Mateo kept busy with the front desk girl and was gone most of the day and night. I had a different guy at least three times a day back to the room, and even had a repeat with Joe from the first day. Most of the guys I picked were mid to late twenties of varying body styles. I had to go for condom runs twice. On the last day of the trip, I felt so drained that I decided to just stay in and play some video games. Mateo got back around five that afternoon. He grabbed a controller and joined in. We didn't talk to each other while we played. But we played nonetheless.
After a while of playing games we agreed on ordering some pizza and started drinking. I broke the non-food silence with a continuation of our game, "Truth."
"What?" Mateo looked at me like I was nuts.
"I said truth. Ask me a question." I replied.
"Drugs? Really? What the fuck is that about, dude? I mean drinking is one thing, but drugs?" He asked.
"I tried it. It wasn't the best thing in the world, but it wasn't the worst. In the moment it felt great, but I kind of felt like shit the next day. Worse than any hangover I've had. But, he had it and I just tried it."
"Truth."
"Why did you get so mad?"
"I don't know... I just didn't like thinking you were doing depraved shit like that. Drugs... and the pissing shit was nasty. I just didn't like seeing you like that."
"Aw, you were worried about me," I smiled.
"No," he smiled back. "I guess... but in a general concerned about humanity way."
"Did it have anything to do with jealousy?"
"What do you mean," he looked perplexed.
"When we, you know, kissed the other night. There was something there. Between us. You were into it. More than I expected you to be."
"I'm not gay!" He exclaimed.
"I never said you were. I just felt something more than a platonic kiss. I mean, we could try it again and see." I suggested.
Mateo looked at me with a question in his eyes, so I leaned in to test the waters. We kissed, and it was mutual. I pulled him down so he was on top and in control. We lay on the couch, kissing and cuddling and petting. When I started to get tired of kissing, wanting to move to something more, I started rubbing his clothed bulge. He didn't stop me, so I slipped my hand into his pants and grabbed hold of his warm, thick cock. He pushed down his pants and turned slightly so I could jack him off while we continued to kiss. I got him rock hard and ready to go. I held tightly onto the middle of his shaft and used his loose dick skin to jerk him off so we wouldn't require lube.
I pushed him up and told him to sit up on the couch. I knelt down in front of him and kissed and licked up and down his inner thighs. Mateo softly moaned and rested his head on the back of the couch while I began to lick his balls and took each one into my mouth to suck on. I then moved up to kissing and licking up his shaft to his perfectly rounded mushroom-head. I licked around the rim of his head and over the tip of it. He gasped when I began taking him in, constantly massaging him with my tongue. He moaned, louder now, and began to push my head down on him. I held back the gagging as much as I could because he was quite large. I bobbed, and he pushed until he released a long groan as he came in my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could before gagging on his dick, so some oozed down his shaft.
I got up and sat on the couch next to him, then pulled my pants down. I spit on my hand and started jerking myself off, before Mateo leaned over and took hold for me. When it got dry, he wiped his hand in the cum on and around his dick. I came quickly after he continued jacking me using his own cum as lube.
Mateo looked at his cum covered hand and licked some of it. "Well, that was disgusting!"
I laughed, "It's an acquired taste. So, how was that."
"One of the better blow jobs I've ever received." He smiled.
"You should feel my rim job," I laughed. The room service guy knocked on the door with the pizza, so I said, "I dare you to answer the door like that."
Mateo jumped up with a devious grin and whipped his shirt off to add to the effect. He opened the door and made very uncomfortable small talk before inviting the guy in so he could grab a pen. The guy was about our age and had a look of shock on his face when he saw me, sitting there with my cock out and cum on my abs and chest.
We ate the entire pizza and played more video games. The rest of the night, we stayed in the buff. When it came time to go to bed, I was only down for a minute or two, before Mateo walked in and climbed into my bed. We cuddled and lightly pet each other until we fell asleep. The next morning Mateo was already awake and showered by the time I woke up. We ate a fast breakfast, packed up, and left for the airport. Neither of us talked about what happened the night before, but we both exchanged sexy glances here and there. I knew it wasn't a one time thing.