Home After the Tournament

Home After the Tournament: Chapter 11

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Part 1: The Pool

"Damn. This weather is perfect. 82 and not a cloud in the sky." Will said as he was spreading out his towel over the chaise lounge chair along the edge of my apartment building's pool. Even his towel spreading was careful and orderly. I just haphazardly draped mine over my lounge chair enough to ensure my head was on the towel. I wondered if my lack of attention to such detail annoyed him.

"I know. We lucked out. You gotta take advantage of Saturdays like this - especially now that your kitchen work is all done." I responded and started slathering sun block on my arms and torso. It always takes a lot of product to provide even coverage with all this body hair. I wanted to rub it all over Will's body too but we weren't alone at the pool.

There were two mothers with their young toddlers at the opposite end of the pool and a single guy on a lounger opposite our chairs. He was younger than we were - about 30 probably and very fit. I could see the outline of his six pack from across the pool. Will stood between the row of lounge chairs at the edge of the pool blocking the sun so that it made a halo around his head.

"You're staring at my crotch." Will said.

"It looks good in those trunks. I can tell you're circumcised." I said smiling up at him. I watched as his dick stirred inside and began to tent out the front.

"Goddamnit. Now look at what you did." Will said trying casually to adjust his plump dick. He was only making it worse.

"You better just sit down, Buddy." I said smiling at him as I held my hand up to shade my eyes so I could see his face. Will sighed and sat down next to me. "You should have worn looser shorts like mine. I could have a boner right now and you'd never know."

"Do you?" Will asked.

"Have a boner? I whispered. "From looking at the outline of your long pecker in those trunks? Maybe. You could check if you want."

Will smiled, looked at the mothers at the end of the pool who weren't paying any attention to us and he stealthily tapped me in the nads.

"Ooooff! Fucker." I said and noticed the fit guy across the pool was looking at us over the top of his magazine. He was reading something that had a photo of Brad Pitt on the cover. "So, did you buy those sexy, ass-hugging James Bond swim trunks?"

"Why? Don't you like 'em?" Will asked sounding genuinely self-conscious.

"I love 'em. They make you look...amazing actually. Your ass - holy shit. I think those mommies down there have been checking you out. Even that guy across the pool may have given it a glance." Will blushed and laid back on his lounge chair and put his hands behind his head, showing off his guns and his pits. Damn. I don't usually have to curb my gawking in public. Today was going to be awesome at the pool but might be more effort than expected. "They just don't look like something you'd buy. I was expecting ten year old board shorts."

Will laughed. "Michelle bought them for me. She likes to keep me in style."

"Does she now." I said. "I'm surprised she let you keep those ratty cargo shorts then."

"She tried to toss them out." Will said laughing. "I said they had sentimental value. She just rolled her eyes at me and left the room." He paused. "If I had a dollar for every time I've gotten the eye roll."

"You could retire?"

"I could buy a boat and retire." Will said. "She likes you though."

"Really?" I said surprised and oddly excited. She was the object of my angst most of the time because she got Will and I got her leftovers of him, but she was still a beautiful woman and I'd been conditioned to feel some sort of weird pride and excitement when someone that hot provided any positive feedback.

It wasn't for lack of trying I guess. I'd met her several times at the boy's wrestling meets and I always sat with Will and Michelle for the boy's spring baseball games so had actually built a rapport. They'd had some parents over to their house a handful of times for backyard barbecues after the games. I wasn't quite at the point of calling her "Chelle" instead of "Michelle" but was getting there.

"Yeah. She thinks you're hot. She thinks you look like a rock star. She calls you Eddie Vedder sometimes when she's trying to be in a good mood." Will said.

"What? Eddie? I don't look like Eddie Vedder." I said. "Do I? He is hot though so I guess I'll take it." I laughed. "So...how did that come up? While making dinner? By the way, Honey, that friend of yours...what's his name...you know - the hot one. You should invite him over. Maybe we could have a three-way." Will looked shocked. "Sorry. Too far?"

"She told me she thought you'd been flirting with her." Will said with an amused look on his face. "I was just happy she hadn't caught you flirting with me. And you're hotter than Eddie...whatever his name is."

"Vedder. You don't even know who that is; do you?" I asked.

"No, but I know you're hotter." He said smiling his pretty white teeth again. Gets me every time. I googled a photo of him. "Yeah, still don't know who that is, but I'm right. He does look a little like you - but you're definitely hotter."

"This is why I-" I said and stopped. Fuck. I almost said, 'this is why I love you. Jesus. "-keep you around." I finished and then kicked myself inside. That sounded terrible - especially after he just told me I was hot. "Well, I have sort of flirted with her. I mean, she's Michelle Pfeiffer after all. It's partly because I know it's a distraction from us and partly because...she's smokin' hot. Plus, I flirt with everyone."

"You do. Most men would find that cause for a punch in the face." Will said.

"Most men aren't boning you though."

"I do like it when you bone me."

"I like it when you bone me too." I said. "That guy has been staring at us. You mostly."

"You think he's admiring my trunks?" Will said. I was looking at fit guy but could hear the smile on Will's face.

"That's one way to put it." I said. Will laughed.

"Well, someone has to find me hotter than you." Will said.

"Huh?" I grunted.

"My wife thinks you're hotter. At least some stranger at the pool thinks my taste in swimwear is better." Will said.

"Wait. When did, 'Michelle thinks I look like Eddie Vedder' turn into she thinks I'm hotter than you?" I asked. "That's insane, you realize. No one is hotter than you." I took off my shades and turned to him to smile.

"She said you have a nice ass." Will said.

"What the fuck?" I blurted out. That made me start to get hard. Seriously, what the fuck? There was something very hot about Michelle Pfeiffer liking my ass and Will telling me about it. It was an awkward sense of pride, but it was still pride. "How did that come up in casual conversation?" I said having actually raised my voice enough that fit guy looked up from his magazine again.

"You went to get a hot dog at the game last week and I caught her watching you walk away. She shrugged and said, 'he's got a good one' and blushed. And she does not blush. Ever." Will said laughing. "I had to pretend I wasn't watching it too and ask 'good what?' She said, 'good jeans'. She could have been referring to your DNA though. Both are responsible for how good your ass looks." Now it was my turn to blush.

"Does that mean I can finally have that Sampson sandwich I've been dreaming about?"

"That'd be hot. You fuck her and I'd fuck you from behind and it'd be like I was fucking her with your dick."

"You're a sick fuck. But now I need a cold shower." I said and stood up and quickly dove into the deep end of the water.

When I came up for air, I heard the sound of the black wrought iron pool fence gate slam shut. "Hey Dad! Matt!" Jake said.

"Hey Dad! Mr. Sampson!" Eric said as well. It had been several months now and Eric still couldn't bring himself to use Will's first name. He'd probably feel differently if he knew Will knew he could suck his own dick.

"Hey boys." Will and I both said at the same time. I climbed up the ladder and stood at the edge of the pool. I caught Jake staring at my crotch as the loose wet fabric of my shorts clung to my body allowing anyone to essentially see the entire outline of my junk. I yanked at the fabric to make it less obscene. Jake then looked up at my face. He blushed but smiled and then pushed me backwards into the water as he dove in after me.

Jake groped my balls under water. Then I heard two more splashes and when I came up air, all four of us were treading water in the deep end.

"This feels awesome!!" Eric said.

"No shit!" Jake said.

"Jacob! Language!" Will said.

"What? You said it didn't matter." Jake said.

"No, I said use your best judgement. There are little kids here. Be respectful." Will said sternly. Ugh. Off to a good start I see. He was right though. Jake then climbed on my back.

"You don't care if I fucking swear. Do you?" Jake said in my ear from behind and dunked my head under water. He wrapped his legs around my torso and locked his heels together in my crotch and pushed me forward so I couldn't get my head above water. He was taller than me now, but I still had at least 30 pounds on him. I held his legs and twisted around underwater until he was completely underneath me and I could get my head above water and get a quick breath. As soon as his head was under water he released his legs and started kicking. I finally let him go and he lurched back and popped his head above the surface, coughing and gasping for air. That'll teach you, you little fucker.

He came up behind me again and yanked my shorts down. Then he dove under water and tried to grab for my dick. I pushed him away with my feet against his chest and swam backwards while trying to pull up my shorts. Little shit.

Eric then leaped on Jake's shoulders and they started fighting instead. I climbed out of the pool and dried off standing at the edge. I noticed that fit guy had now placed the open magazine over his crotch and was lying down with his hands behind his head. He was pale with light red hair. He had tiny tufts of reddish blonde hair in each pit, a completely smooth chest, and six pack abs. He was going to regret getting this much sun. The magazine made a tent over his groin. It made me wonder what he was packing.

"Any of your other friends coming over?" I asked Eric when he climbed out of the water. Will was fending off Jake who was climbing on his back. Fit guy seemed annoyed.

Eric stood drying off next to my lounge chair. "Aaron and Nick and Meghan." He said. "Is that ok?"

"Yeah. Of course. What about that girl Nick's been hanging out with? What's her name again?" I asked.

"Amber." She's out of town with her parents.

"Nick must be bummed." I said.

"You have no idea. They were supposed to...nevermind." Eric said trailing off. "Did you buy snacks and stuff?"

"I got it covered." I said. "I gotta take a leak. I'll be right back." I paused and my horny self added, "Will, can you come with me to get some snacks for the kids?" Will looked up from over the top of his shades. I smiled at him and winked. He raised his left eyebrow. My smile turned into a smirk - then his did too.

"Sure, Buddy. Happy to help!" He said and stood up. I felt myself start to hard already. I reached down to adjust myself in my loose suit. Will discretely tapped me in the balls on the way to grabbing his towel which he casually held in front his own crotch. I grabbed mine and did the same. Will laughed out loud. "We'll be back with some drinks and snacks, Boys!" He yelled to our sons who were playing catch with a nerf ball. Meghan was hanging off Eric's shoulders. I wondered if he had a boner too.

Will grabbed my ass as soon as we were safely out of sight back in my building. I reached back and wrapped my arm around his neck and planted my mouth on his. He smelled like the sun and SPF 50.

As soon as we were back inside my apartment, Will opened the fridge door and bent over to see what was left to bring outside. I grabbed his waist and thrust my crotch against his ass. I felt my erection line up between his firm butt cheeks through the thin, damp fabric. Will moaned and leaned back and turned his head to kiss me again. I wrapped my arm around his naked chest and thrust again harder as I found his stiff little nipple.

Then I grabbed his trunks and pulled them down to his thighs. I slid my head down between his cheeks and pushed my middle two fingers against his hole.

"Damn, Boy. You're not wasting any time." He said.

"We can't be gone too long. I think Eric is going to try to sneak Meghan up for some...action."

"Action?" Will said amused.

"You know what I mean. I don't know how far they've gone yet. They could already be doing the deed or he could just be getting some head. Regardless, they're gonna try something. I'm horny as fuck from watching you prance around in these tight little trunks. I wanna fuck. And I don't wanna get interrupted."

"Prance around?" Will said. "I've never fucking 'pranced' anywhere."

"Shut the fuck up and bend over." I said laughing. I grabbed the tall slender bottle of olive oil that is always sitting out on my counter. It has a little stopper on top like a liquor bottle at a bar. I turned it upside down and watched the golden oil drizzle down into his crack.

"What the fuck?!" Will said turning his head around as he leaned over and put his forearms on the granite countertop.

"It's extra virgin." I said. "I think that means you'll be extra tight."

"Jesus." Will said sharing his head.

I slid my hand down between his ass cheeks again and started massaging the oil into his hole. My cock was hard as a rock and wanted out so badly. I pulled my shorts down with my free left hand and shimmied them down until I could step out of them and spread my legs a little wider. I poured more oil down on my cock and gave it a few strokes to get all lubed up. Then I reached down and grabbed under each round ass cheek and gently spread them apart and mashed my boner against his hole. I pushed hard and Will grunted. "Let me in." He grunted again as I thrust once more and felt my head enter him. "Fuck. Yeah!" The oil helped me slide in all the way to my balls.

Will arched his back and let me pump into him over and over. He grunted in time with my thrusts. "You gonna dump that load in me?" He moaned.

"Pretty soon, here." I said. "This has gotta be a quickie."

"C'mon, Matty. I can feel how fucking hard you are. Give it to me. C'mon." I laid down on his back and wrapped my arms around his chest. Will had moved back so only his hands were holding on to the edge of the counter. "C'mon, Man. Do it! Do me. Fuck me...hard. Harder. Pound me. That's it. Give me your load. I wanna feel it."

Oh, yeah. Here it comes! I knew it wouldn't take long, you hot mother fucker!" I said. "It's coming." I was thrusting hard and fast. "You ready?"

"Fuck yeah! I'm ready. Do it! Do it!"

"AAAAAaaaaahhhhhh!...fuuuuuck yyeaahhh!!" My words flowed out just like my long streams of jizz. "Holy fuck! I really needed that." I said when I was done and I felt Will's arm moving below me. "Oh, fuck no. You're not jacking off. Turn around." I grabbed his shoulders and spun him around and dropped to my knees to take his long, stiff cock in my mouth.

"Oh, yeah. I'm almost there. Don't stop!" Will said. I grabbed his balls and yanked down on them pretty hard. He grunted and his knees buckled. Then I slid my fingers up into his sloppy hole and finger fucked him with my cum.

"C'mon, Buddy. I wanna taste it." I said and went down until I could feel his smooth sack against my lower lip.

"Uuugghh!" Will said. He held my head against his pelvis and started shooting into my mouth. I felt myself oozing cum out of my deflating cock onto the kitchen floor as his cum filled my mouth. I love that feeling so much now. I wish cumming lasted longer. I kept sucking until Will pushed my shoulders away to release himself from my face. "Holy shit! That was hot. We've never done it in the kitchen before."

"We're checking shit off the bucket list." I said.

"My ass is a mess though. I gotta go clean up a little so I don't have an oil stain on my trunks. That'd be bad." Will said and grabbed his trunks and walked away naked into Eric's bathroom.

I pulled my shorts back on, wiped up the mixture of olive oil and spooge off the hard wood floor and opened a bag of sea salt and vinegar chips. I was suddenly starving. I shoved several handfuls into my face and then opened the fridge again to start pulling out bottles of Gatorade and soda. Then I heard the keys in the door.

"Hey Dad." Eric said entering the apartment holding Meghan's hand. He immediately blushed. She just smiled at me.

"Hey! You two taking a break?" I asked.

"Uh...yeah. Too much sun. I'm gonna get a tee shirt for Meghan to wear over her suit and more towels."

"Sounds good." I said trying to be as causal as possible. Then Will came out from the bathroom.

"Hey, Mr. Sampson." Eric said. "You need a napkin, Dad. You got some ranch dip on your face." Will laughed out loud. I swiped my crunchy fingers across the corner of my mouth and licked off the white cream.

"You got any more of that dip?" Will asked barely able to keep a straight face.

"I can always make more." I said. Will laughed again. Meghan was whispering in Eric ear so fortunately they were paying almost no attention to us now. "You two be back down soon. Can you grab the other bag of ice when you come back?"

"Sure Dad." Eric said. I had my doubts about the speed of their arrival.

"I got everything ready, Will. Can you grab the cooler? I'll get the food." I said and we headed back to the pool.

Part 2: The Plan

"You're so cute. Why aren't you hooked up with anybody yet. Laurie was crazy to let you get away." Michelle said loudly across the table to me, trying to be heard over the loud music in the hotel bar.

We were at a sports bar that was trying to be sleek and hip but was connected to the Hilton Garden hotel we were all staying at while attending the boy's spring baseball tournament. As you'd expect, I was very much looking forward to another weekend away in a hotel with Will. When Will told me Michelle had made arrangements to have their daughter stay with her cousin so she could come as well, I was not very happy. Actually, that was an understatement. I'd been looking forward to it for a few weeks as you can imagine.

Will told me to calm down. He reminded me that Michelle thought I was hot and that he had a plan. What the fuck kind of plan?

"Let's just stop that sentence at 'Laurie was crazy'." I said and laughed. Michelle laughed along with me and gripped my wrist and gave it a gentle squeeze. She was so beautiful; it was harder than I'd expected to be annoyed that she was here. She was hanging on every word I said and laughing at my lame dad jokes and tossing her hair. If I'd been Will, I would have been pissed but he seemed to enjoy the mutual flirtation. I was starting to wonder why she was so cold to Will. She seemed sexy and fun on this little weekend away. Granted she was dressed like she was going to the office as she sat in the bleachers in her pencil skirt and silk blouse. Her high heels made every step up and down the old wooden bleacher boards appear like a precarious, risky adventure. I half expected her to fall into one of our arms every time she came and went. And she always wanted to sit at the very top to have the best view of the action.

Michelle always say between us. It was incredibly distracting. She'd periodically put her hand on my knee while Will would put his arm around her shoulder and intentionally rub my arm with his fingers. I spent half of my time in the stands with partial wood.

The games went by quickly, thankfully. The weather was beautiful and there was a light breeze that kept us from being too hot as well as gently blowing Michelle's long blonde hair back as though she were posing for a fashion photographer. She seemed to be relishing the attention from the two of us and was also actually enjoying the games. She was apparently a bigger fan of baseball than wrestling which she commented on not understanding and finding all of the grunting and sweating and writhing around on the floor to be far less infesting.

I felt the opposite. While watching boys in their prime jogging around in the outfield and from base to base in their tight white uniforms was pleasant enough, the identical, hard plastic cup clad crotches were far less fun to watch than the bulging, clingy singlets that showed off every curve of these teenage boy's man parts and were perpetually stuck between their perfect round ass globes. It was better than hockey though.

"How 'bout we do some shots!" Will said. What the fuck had come over him? Since when does Will do shots and while I don't know Michelle's party protocols, everything Will has ever said about her implied shots were not on her menu either.

"Jaeger for everyone!" I chimed in because watching them get drunk sounded entertaining if nothing else. I wasn't sharing a room with them so wasn't going to have to hold anyone's hair back over the toilet bowl.

"I'm out!" Tony, one of the other player's father who'd been sitting with us announced. "I'm getting a little...hammered. I need to bail before I regret this tomorrow morning."

"That's what bloody Mary's are for!" I yelled and Will and Michelle cheered and clapped.

"Good try, Matt." Tony said as he threw down two twenty dollar bills and gave us a goodbye salute. Michelle saluted back. She was officially drunk.

There was one other couple at the table who were the parents of the star senior player. They were fun but also decided to call it a night. The shots arrived and they clinked their tiny glasses together, tilted their heads back and poured them down their throats. They pounded their glasses hard on the table at exactly the same time and smiled at each other.

"You two are so cute!" Michelle said. They kissed each other and excused themselves. "They're so cute. They are gonna go screw. You could tell." She added.

"To screwing!" I said loudly and held my shot glass up to toast them. They each grabbed their glasses, clinked with mine and we all drank down the fiery liquor.

"Damn. I hate that shit! Why did I order it?"

"'Cause it makes you frisky!" Michelle yelled and then blushed.

"Is that so?" I said smiling at her. I glanced at Will who was oddly also smiling and raised an eyebrow.

"That only makes my night frustrating." I said laughing. "Looks like you're getting lucky, my friend." I said to Will with an edge of irritation in my voice that I knew only he would catch. I winked at Michelle to make sure it hadn't been too obvious. She blushed again but tossed her hair. He eye lids were droopy which clearly meant she'd been over-served but it was sexy nonetheless.

"We should go up too, Babe." Will said.

"We have champagne in our room. Matt, you should join us for a nightcap." She said and grabbed my arm.

"I should go to sleep." I said. "I already feel like we'll regret this in the morning." I signed the bill and followed them out to the lobby. We got in the elevator, just the three of us. Michelle stumbled into me. I gave a look at Will like, 'what the hell?' She was a lightweight.

Their room was one floor below mine.

"C'mon, Matt. Just one more?" Michelle said. I looked at Will who eagerly nodded in agreement.

"I'm sure he's tired and drunk like the rest of us. We should let him get some sleep." Will said but then turned to me and shook his head behind Michelle so she couldn't see it. I wasn't sure what that meant. Was I supposed to leave or stay? I looked confused. The doors were about to close. Michelle grabbed my hand and pulled me out, making the closing doors jolt open again as I passed the sensor. "Just in time!" She added and giggled. I looked at Will who was smiling his perfect white smile. I felt light- headed and wasn't sure if it was from the last shot or the excitement that something was about to happen.

We entered their room and Michelle immediately went to the mini fridge and grabbed the champagne. Will put on some music and started to dance. What alternate world was I in where Will spontaneously starts to dance? He is a bad dancer. I started to dance too - much better. Will kicked off his shoes and then unbuttoned his navy blue polo shirt.

"It's hot in here." Will said. It was unusually hot in their room. He pulled his shirt off. What the fuck? I looked at him and bugged my eyes out like I needed an explanation. He just smirked at me.

Michelle turned around after fumbling with the gold foil at the top of the bottle. "Can you help me?" She said looking up at me like a helpless little girl. It was literally the opposite of her everyday persona that reeked of ball busting, type A, tiger lady. I wasn't sure how much she made at her corporate job, but I'd guessed it was more than Will.

"Of course. Anything for you." I said flirtatiously. I'd decided that if Will was ok with my open flirting, now was not the time to tone it down.

"Anything?" She asked coyly.

Why not? We're all adults here." I said smiling.

"Oh, look! Will's getting undressed. It only seems fair that I should get to see you without a shirt on too." She said, suddenly sounding more like she were giving her subordinates directions.

"It is fucking hot in here." I said and pulled my black tee shirt off over my head. I heard Michelle gasp when she saw my trimmed, hairy chest.

"Damn." She said and grabbed my bicep. I looked to Will who I was sure was finally going to be angry. He just kept smiling and grabbed the bottle from my hand, ripped the foil off, and twisted the cap off all in about ten seconds. The loud pop startled Michelle and she squealed like a cheerleader after her team scored. She grabbed three glasses from the tiny bar tray and handed us each one. Will filled them and we clinked again and drank them down like shots.

"To being frisky!" Michelle said as if it were a delayed toast.

"Maybe I should leave you two alone?" I said.

"Definitely not! You must be so lonely lately. All these months of being single. Stay and party with us." She said.

"I'm managing." I said. My face should have been sad and vulnerable to accompany such a comment but in my head I was thinking about how much of Will's ass I'd been managing to plow and instinctively smiled.

"I bet you are. Your poor right hand." She said and giggled again. "You are right handed, right?"

"I am. Although it helps to switch things up now and then." I said playing along with her joke. I knew Will jerked off in front of her frequently so figured playing along like it was a constant battle for all of us wouldn't offend her the way it would have my ex.

"I wanna see you two make out." She said and grabbed the bottle from Will and filled her glass again.

"Chelle! What the fuck!" Will said sternly.

"What? I can have fantasies too you know. I know how you boys like to see two women together. Don't you?" She said directing it at Will. I very much wanted to hear his response too.

"It's true! Isn't it Matt? You'll tell me the truth. You boys think that's hot. Right?"

"We do." I said without hesitation. "Have you ever kissed a girl?" I asked.

Michelle hesitated. "Maybe." She paused again. Will looked genuinely surprised so it must not have happened in his presence. Michelle started singing the Katie Perry song, 'I kissed a girl and I liked it' and was dancing around in a circle. She was still in high heels and almost fell. She reached down and undid the thin straps and tossed them at Will.

"That would have been so fucking hot." I said.

"You think so? You think I'm hot?" She said.

"You know I do." I said. I knew Will had told her this.

"You should take your pants off too." She said. "No, wait! Will should take your pants off." She said and squealed again. "Babe. Will you? Please? It will make me..." she trailed off.

"Fuck that!" Will said matter-of-factly as if the idea was ludicrous.

"C'mon Babe. You don't have to kiss him. Just let me see you take his pants off. It'll make me..." and then she mouthed the word 'wet' and blushed. "It's just like how you wanna see girls do it. We think that's so hot. Two guys together, I mean. Seriously. We talk about it. Us girls. When we're out. We talk about it like you boys do about two girls."

"Jesus. No. No fucking way." Will said again like he was getting annoyed.

"I'll make it worth it for you." She said.

"You're drunk." He said sounding even more irritated. Michelle looked at me. I glanced at Will and he was smiling again. I was very confused.

"Would you do it? You take his pants off." She said to me like she was giving me an order.

"I'm very sure he doesn't want me to do that." I said and wasn't sure if that was true or not at that moment. I'd have been ripping his pants off if we'd been alone. We'd have already been fucking. That made me plump up a bit which made me embarrassed in front of Michelle.

"I know. That's what makes it hot." She said. "C'mon. Just undo his pants and pull them down."

"What do I get for this effort?" I asked her playfully.

"What do you want?" She asked.

"Seems only fair that you should have to take yours off." I said and looked down at her breasts. I could see the outline of her nipples against the shiny satin fabric of her blouse and the lacy edge of her bra. I knew she was already aroused by this conversation. Is this what Will wanted? Did he want to turn her on so he could get a good fuck out of her? He didn't honestly think his type-A wife was going to consent to a three-way did he? Maybe he did.

Maybe being in charge and making us do what she didn't think we wanted to was what got her off. That sounded fun. I was definitely on board for that. Before my mind had been so distracted by dick, I'd had more than one spank session thinking about bending her over. In fact bending her over in front of Will was completely part of that fantasy before I knew him. It wouldn't likely go that far, but however far it went was going to be enough to get me off later alone in my room.

"You have yourself a deal, Mister Matthew." She said and started to unbutton her blouse.

"Chelle! What the fuck?" Will protested, but I could tell it was half-hearted.

"You be quiet, husband. You're going to like it. I promise." She said and she finished unbuttoning the last button and pulled her blouse off and tossed it at Will before grabbing the champagne from him and taking another long swig directly from the bottle. She handed it to me. "Ok. Now do it. Take his pants off."

I took a swig and handed the bottle to Will. "You don't mind do you, Buddy? I really wanna see her tits." Michelle squealed again. I said it like I meant it because I did and Will could tell. The expression on his face was priceless. He was both jealous and turned on. It was as though my hetero lust made me more manly to him - or he had some secret cuckhold fantasy. I wasn't sure which and I didn't care.

I walked toward him and grabbed his belt buckle and slid it out and yanked on the free end to make the little gold bar pop out of the tiny hole. Then I grabbed the button at the top of his khakis and fumbled for the zipper. My cock was growing in my pants but my nerves were preventing me from getting completely hard. I bit my tongue. I couldn't have a boner yet.

"Go ahead. Unzip them." She said as though I were slowly tearing away wrapping paper on her only birthday gift. I pulled the zipper down and then grabbed the side belt loops and pulled his trousers down to his ankles. He stood in his light blue boxer briefs. He was plump but also not hard. He must be nervous too.

"Now you do him." She commanded Will.

"Why?" Will said still feigning protest for her benefit. "I get to see your tits anytime I want."

"If you want to play with them, you'll do as you're told." She said sternly but then she flashed him a smile and stood on her tip toes to kiss him.

"Do you want to kiss him too?" He asked her.

"Maybe." She responded.

"You can." Will said.

"I know I can." She said indignantly. "I don't need your permission." Then she smiled again.

"Yes, you do." Will said. "But I give it to you. Matt's my best friend. He's had the hots for you for a long time. He can have a little taste."

"He can have a taste if I say he can." She said. "You want a kiss, Matt?"

"Very much." I said and she smiled at me and I leaned over and kissed her. Her lips were soft and wet with champagne. The thought of Will watching us aroused me and I felt my bulge grow in my jeans.

"Do it, Will. I want to see him naked."

"Whoa." I said. "Naked?"

"Well without pants. Do it." She said. Will undid my top button and then ripped open my 501s, letting all of the buttons pop open, exposing my crisp white Calvins. Michelle squealed again. "Get on your knees and pull them off." She commanded again.

"I'm not getting on my fucking knees." Will said, disgusted. Will pulled them down and in doing so my briefs slid down exposing the top of black bush and stopped as they got hung up on my fat shaft. I felt blood rush to my dick. The back of my waist band was now down under my butt cheeks exposing my entire furry ass. Michelle peered around at it before I quickly pulled them back up. "Damn. You're a manly man aren't you?"

"You like that?" I asked. I knew she didn't. She wanted Will to shave his chest and trim his pubes. Maybe for the purposes of her fantasy, she liked the contrast. I didn't care as long as it was working.

"So you both should lose those briefs." She said.

"If you lose that bra and panties." I said.

"Ok. The bra. You can see the girls. It's gonna take more than that to see...everything."

"Ok, go." I said.

"You first." She said. I looked at Will who remained expressionless. I shrugged and grabbed my waistband and pulled off my Calvins. I stepped out of them and kicked them across the room. My fat cock was plump enough to bounce up and down but just stuck straight out. Michelle squealed again and clapped. "Babe?" She added glancing down at his briefs.

"Fine." Will said and pulled down his briefs as well. His long cock was also extended but still arched out and down at the floor. He was leaking some precum though. It was hanging off the end of his piss slit about an inch. I wanted to taste it. My cock started to inflate a little more. I turned to Michelle.

"Let's see those titties." I said and stared at them. Will moaned. Michelle reached back and undid the clasp and rolled her shoulders forward letting her bra fall to the floor. "Fuck yeah!" I said. They were beautiful. Perfect. Slightly smaller than a typical playboy centerfold but as my buddies in high school used to say, 'more than handful's a waste.' I glanced over at Will who was now at full mast and my own cock sprang up toward the ceiling.

"Oh my god." Michelle whispered. Give me the bottle. Will handed it to her and she took another long chug. Then she seductively slid her tongue into the mouth of the bottle and pretended to go down on the neck. Will could have deep-throated it further. That made me smile which she naturally misinterpreted.

"You wanna see the rest?" She asked me.

"Your wet pussy?" I said. "Yeah. Right now. How long you gonna make us wait?"

"How do you know I'm wet already?" She said.

"'Cause your nipples are hard as little diamonds." I said. She liked that. Sometimes women are so predictable. I grabbed my cock and started to stroke it. Her eyes got big and she inhaled sharply. "C'mon. Take 'em off. Let's get this party started." Will stood like a deer in the headlights now but his string of precum was now dangling a foot from his swollen cock. My own cock ached for me to slurp it up.

"Not so fast, Mathew. This is my party. And you haven't played enough games yet. You two need to make out for me."

"Jesus, Chelle. Hasn't this gone far enough?" Will said. I was worried he was now over-playing the indigent card and she was going to come to her senses - but he knew his wife and what buttons to push. She gave a defiant look.

"Do it." She said. He shook his head. "You'll do it? Won't you, Matthew? It's been a long time for you, I bet. You'll do almost anything just to see it, won't you?"

"I wanna see your wet pussy." I said.

"I know you do. You know what to do." She said and looked at Will. I looked at Will too - to see if this was the moment - the moment when I was supposed to cross the line. I stared him in the eyes searching for some sign. There was a glint. The tiniest little curled up edge to his mouth before it turned into a sneer. I hoped I wasn't imagining it.

I walked toward him. I grabbed the back of his neck and got right up to his ear - the ear on Michelle's side so she could hear me whisper. "I'm sorry buddy. I wanna see your wife's wet pussy." Michelle moaned like a cat and stood frozen watching me. I moved up so that our stiff cocks were touching. She gasped. Then I brushed my lips down along the stubble on his square, chiseled jaw line until my lips were on his. He squinted his eyes as if he were in pain but I felt his precum drool out onto my dick that was conveniently a couple of inches below his. The head of my cock brushed his loose balls. I wanted to fuck him - to take him right there while she watched. I pulled back and then let her see my tongue slowly slide between his lips until our mouths were locked together. I reached around and grabbed his smooth, round ass and mashed our junk together.

"Oh, god." Michelle moaned and I saw her slide her hand down inside her panties and close her eyes as she fingered herself.

I broke off our kiss and Will immediately wiped his arm across his mouth as though he needed to remove any evidence that mine had touched his. It seemed overly dramatic to me but I decided not to second guess him.

"Hope that was worth it." Will said to me as though he was looking for a fight.

"I'm sure it will be." I said smiling at him. I reached out and grabbed his boner and gave it a tug so that my fingers were covered in his sweet, clear juice. It was all I could do not to lick my fingers. I walked over to Michelle and dragged my thumb across her lips, depositing a generous amount of Will's precum for her to taste. Then I dragged the backs of my fingers down the side of her breast and flicked that same wet thumb over her right nipple. "Now let me see that wet pussy." I growled looking down into her eyes. Her hand moved inside her panties again and her eyes closed. I knew her fingers were drenched. "C'mon. A deal's a deal. I wanna see it. Now."

Michelle opened her eyes. She glanced over at Will who was behind me. I'm not sure what signal he gave her but she turned around and grabbed the sides of her lacy white panties and bent over as she pulled them to the floor and I finally got to see the bald slit in the center of the mound between her ass cheeks. She stepped out of them and tossed them at Will. He jokingly hung them off the end of his cock which was now sticking straight up and bouncing with his pulse.

"Fuck yeah." I whispered. I looked at Will and smiled. He winked at me. Michelle turned around. I reached out to slide my hand between her legs and she immediately lurched backward and covered her shaved pussy with both hands.

"Uh, Uh, Uh." She said shaking her head. "You're gonna have to do a lot more than that to get to touch it."

"What now?" I asked feigning irritation. "You made me fucking kiss a dude. My best friend. What more do you want?"

"Oh, a lot more, Matthew. A lot." She said. "If you wanna make me hot enough to let me let you touch me, you're gonna have to...let Will suck on that big fat cock of yours." I made a shocked face even though I knew that was exactly where she was headed.

Will just laughed out loud as though he were shocked by the outrageous boldness of her fantasy when I knew it was actually because she had reacted exactly as he'd calculated. "What the fuck makes you think I'm gonna blow him?"

"You want this pussy too." She said raising her eyebrow.

"I can have that pussy anytime...without fucking blowing a dude for it!" He said laughing but not quite as hard. "What the fuck's wrong with you?"

"You know that's not true." She said. "You need it too. Or don't you want it?"

"Not that way. Jesus. What the fuck?" He said.

She turned to me. "Do you want it more?"

"What do you mean?" I asked genuinely unsure what she was asking.

"Whichever one of you wants to feel my pussy has to blow the other one." She said.

"What the fuck makes you think either one of us is gonna do that?" Will said raising his voice.

"Matthew is thinking about it. I can see it on his face. He wants me that bad." She said as though she were taunting Will or at least challenging him. I'd thought she was just cold and frigid but it appears that her needs are just a little more specific than Will can provide in his white picket fence world.

"Is that right, Matt? Are you actually thinking about it?" Will asked as though the idea was repulsive to him. It was hard not to smile but I didn't.

"That's one beautiful pussy, my friend. Are you telling me I can't have any of it?" I asked him and my cock throbbed and drooled which, again, I'm sure Michelle misinterpreted.

"Which one of you boys wants it more?" Michelle asked. She moved one hand up to her breast and casually played with her left nipple as her right hand slid further down between her legs.

I couldn't tell which scenario was going to seal the deal for her. Did she want to see me suck her husband's cock to get to her pussy or did she want to watch Will go down on me? I needed a sign from Will. He knew her best. He knew her kinks. Which way did she want it? Did it even matter?

I dropped to my knees in front of Will's boner. I looked at her and she smiled like she'd won the lottery. "Dude, no way?" Will said and took a step back. I looked at Michelle and she nodded at me. Then she turned around and bent over-exposing her little pink twat to me from behind and ran her finger down between her moist pussy lips. Then she stood back up and turned back to face us. She offered me her hand. I leaned in and could smell her cunt on her finger. As soon as my mouth got close, she pulled away and sucked on it herself.

"You know the rules." She said, her finger making a popping sound as it exited her lips.

I walked over on my knees to the make up the eighteen inches Will had backed away. I reached up and grabbed his balls and held them. I pulled him toward me and tugged down on his sac until his long erection was pointed right at my face. I looked back at Michelle. She smiled and nodded. I opened my mouth and took his glistening head inside. Will inhaled. I immediately released it and let go of his balls. I looked at her again.

"Oh, fuck no." She said. "You're gonna have to do a lot better than that." She stuck her finger back in her cunt and brought it to my lips. I swallowed her middle finger like it was a tiny dick and sucked on it and moaned. It tasted good. It had been a long time since I'd tasted pussy juice. I moaned again and closed my eyes and she retracted her finger and took a step back. She gave me another nod.

I grabbed Will's cock around the base and went down on it until my mouth reached my hand. I pulled off slowly, secretly milking his precum out as I did. I held back another moan. Then I swirled my tongue around his head and went back down to my fist.

"Oh god." Michelle whispered. I reached up and grabbed Will's ass with my left hand to steady myself. Michelle squealed again and began openly rubbing her clit.

Will roughly grabbed the back of my head and started thrusting hard into my face. "Yeah, buddy. You want some of this?" I gagged - for real - and choked and pulled off coughing. I sat back on my heels.

"Don't fuck this up!" Michelle said to Will. "Let him get back to work." Will looked at me and smiled. He held his hands up in the air and stepped toward me again.

"Have at it, cocksucker." Will said to me. "Make my wife happy."

"Oh, I'm definitely gonna make her happy." I said and I grabbed his boner again and took it in my mouth.

"Yes!" She screamed and went back to masturbating. I sucked Will's cock for a couple of minutes and then pulled off and stood up. "Wait. Get back on your knees." She added.

"Nope. I complied with your pervy little request and proved how bad I want you. Now it's your turn." I said. "That was plenty long enough to get your pussy."

I put my left hand on her breast and slid my right hand down between her legs. I shoved my fucker finger between her cunt lips and gently lifted her off the floor with my hand just enough so that she had to stand on her tip toes. Then I released her and turned around and grabbed her ass.

"Dude. You're not fucking my wife." Will said and grabbed my shoulder and pulled me away.

"The fuck I'm not. I just sucked on your fucking cock as the entry fee. There's no way I'm not getting my reward." I said.

"I'm telling you. You're not fucking my wife." He repeated.

"Why don't we ask her who's cock she wants to ride." I said. This was getting really fun. It was like a weird form of sexual improv. Michelle was our audience.

"Boys. Settle down. I don't want you two fighting over me." She said. She absolutely was getting off on being fought over. "Look what he did, Babe. He can't come away empty handed."

"I'm the only one that's fucking you for fuck's sake." He said. He pushed me onto the bed on my back. "Blow him if you want. I'm taking your pussy."

"You don't tell me what to do!" Michelle said. Her tone was still playful but stern. She didn't like men telling her what to do and that apparently extended to the bedroom. "If you want my pussy, you're gonna have to earn it the same way."

"The fuck I am." Will said.

"C'mon, Babe." She said changing her tone to one that was soft and gentle. She put her hand on his chest and started rubbing it. Then she grabbed his cock and gave it a few strokes. "You don't want Matthew to be the only one. It will fuck up your whole friendship. I know how you boys are. He'll never live this down with you. You have to make it even."

"The fuck I do!" Will yelled. "He got to finger my wife's wet pussy. I think that should make us even."

"C'mon, Babe. Do it for me then. You know how much I want this. I'm practically shivering with...I don't know. It's like it's electric in here. I've never been so turned on. Please, Babe. Suck his cock for me. I want to watch that. Then you can fuck me."

Will looked at me. He was a genius. Did he know his wife was turned on by this? There was definitely a limit to how far this could go but at this moment it didn't matter where that line was. It was still a ways away and Will was about to blow me like he'd never done it before.

"C'mon man. Don't make me be the only one. You gotta do it too." I said.

"Fuck you." He said to me and I almost laughed out loud.

"Baby! Be nice. It won't be that bad. Think about how wet you'll be making me."

Will didn't look at her. He knelt between my legs and bent over and put my head in his mouth. He pulled away and made a disgusted face that was unnecessarily dramatic in my opinion. I laughed which once again was misinterpreted by Michelle. "Fuck you." He said again and went back down on me.

"Oh my god! This is so hot. Oh my god. Oh my god." Michelle said and started frantically fingering herself. "Yes! Yes! Keep going."

I spread my legs and put my hands behind my head. Michelle looked me and I stuck my tongue out and wagged it at her. Then I made a "V" with my fingers under my tongue, inviting her to let me eat her wet snatch. She squealed and closed her eyes in pleasure.

"Oh my god. Oh, god! Oh, god!! Yes! Yes!! YEESSS!!!" She screamed as she fucked herself hard with her whole hand. She obviously had cum hard. She fell forward, almost hitting my abs. She reached over and grabbed my stiff cock from Will and she swallowed the tip. For about five minutes, they were both licking it and I looked down to watch them French kiss over my shaft. It was so hot. I felt myself leak out onto my bush. Will instinctively pulled my dick up and sucked the head in to slurp it up. "Oh, fuck, Baby! That was so hot!!" Michelle said to him and then kissed him again, sharing my precum juices.

Will slid off the end of the bed and grabbed Michelle by the ass. He moved her tiny frame so that she was now between my legs. I watched her face as he entered her. She closed her eyes and rocked back and forth over my torso with each of his thrusts. I reached down and pushed on the base of my cock so that it stood straight up at her face. I wagged it at her until the tip hit her nose and she opened her eyes. She looked shocked at first and then she smiled at me and took my head in her mouth. She pulled off and grabbed it and started stroking me. "So thick." She said and put just the head in her mouth again. She had no skills compared to her husband. I put my hands behind my head again and showed off my pits to Will who was smiling his big beautiful white smile at me behind her as he slowly thrust in and out.

Michelle reached down between her legs and got herself off two more times - at least based on the speed and volume of her moaning. She haphazardly jerked me off and intermittently sucked on the head of my cock but for the most part this scene was all about her. As much as I wanted a warm wet hole to cum in, I was fairly certain Will was serious when he told me I wasn't allowed to fuck her. I finally just reached down and did the job myself. I spread my legs wider and shot my load right on her face as she was in all fours above my mid-section. As expected, she liked it. She screamed and came one more time. I'm not sure what her usual number is but that seemed like a sufficient amount of orgasms.

I hadn't noticed but Will apparently dumped his load inside her when he saw one of my volleys shoot above her head. He slapped her ass and pulled out. I wanted to suck the remainder of his load out but knew that would blow our cover - no pun intended.

I jumped up off the bed nearly hitting Michelle in the face with my knee. That would have been bad - a black eye sex injury reminder. "Where's the bottle? I need a drink." I said and chugged the last of the champagne. "I gotta go. That was...fun. See you guys in the morning." I hastily pulled on my briefs and jeans and carried the rest of my clothes out the door. I snuck into the alcove with the ice machine and finished dressing and made my way upstairs to my room. I desperately wanted to be a fly on the wall in their room now. I had no idea what the vibe would be. I couldn't even text Will. I just guzzled a little airplane bottle of bourbon and tried to sleep.

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"How'd you sleep?" Will asked when i sat down at the table at the sleek sports bar again for breakfast. We had a little over an hour before we had to leave for the next tournament game.

"Fine." I said. "Not that great actually." I paused. "How about you? Where's Michelle?"

"She's getting ready. She suggested I meet you here without her first. She figured we would need to "get some things straightened out...just the two of us." He said mimicking her air quotes.

"I've got something starting to straighten out right now." I said smiling.

"I'd give you some shit about that terrible joke if I wasn't sort of in agreement right now." Will said and he lowered his voice to a barely audible whisper. "I'm so fucking horny right now."

"I have so many questions. My mind was racing last night after I got back to my room." I said. "So...what the hell was that? Was that what you meant by your plan? Fill me in."

"Yeah. Pretty much. I wasn't sure how well it would work but I figured this weekend away was the only time something like that could happen realistically." Will said.

"There wasn't much about last night that was 'realistic'." I said.

"I couldn't really fill you in because I thought it would seem too...staged or rehearsed...or unnatural or something. I knew you'd figure out what to. And I was right. Holy fuck, was I right."

"Yeah. I wasn't sure what was happening exactly but it was sort of a thing of beauty. It was like we were riffing off each other. But I'm not sure why."

"Simple. My friend. I know she gets off on that shit - two guys together. Just like she said - like lesbian porn but for women. I've caught her watching it...with her vibrator. That's actually how I started watching it. I found hers. Anyway, I've been trying hard to figure out how we can be together without her going ape shit. You know what I mean?" He said. I just nodded. I absolutely could see her going ape shit. She could go ape shit about getting the wrong coffee order. "Now we just have to wait until she catches us."

"What the fuck?! Catches us?" I said and tried hard to lower my voice again as the woman in the booth across from us took notice. "I'm not following at all."

"When she catches us together this will have all been her doing. She literally begged us to hook up in front of her. We were reluctant...even pissed off about it. She made us try it. She's responsible. She can't go ape shit after that." He paused while I took this all in. My head was spinning. I'd had no idea this was planned to fit into a bigger picture - our bigger picture. I smiled. I couldn't stop smiling. This meant Will wanted to be together - to really be together. He was willing to risk everything - and had thought about it - so much that he'd devised this crazy plan.

"I thought this was just about last night. I didn't really get it but I was up for it."

"I knew you would be." Will said. That's what I love about you." He whispered.

I was speechless. Literally. It was like I was in a dream. "I-" Will cut me off.

"Michelle thinks we will have trouble being friends after last night. That one or both of us will feel too awkward. That's why she thought we'd need to talk now. How do want to play it? I didn't really think this part through. I couldn't let myself believe last night would work. She wanted me to make sure you knew nothing like that would ever happen again. Although I have my doubts about that. That was this morning talking. She was hung over and embarrassed and freaked out - and she doesn't freak out easily as I'm sure you can imagine. Last night was a different story. She got herself off another time before passing out. It was so hot kissing her knowing she'd had your cock in her mouth. And your cum was all over her face."

I thought about it for a minute. "No worries, Bud. I got this." I said and I looked up to see her making her way toward the table. She looked like a million bucks. It was impossible not to picture her naked now though.

"Good morning, Chelle!" I said and I stood up and gave her a hug. I squeezed her harder than normal but didn't touch her in any way that could have been interpreted as inappropriate. She stopped and looked at me funny - surprised. "I think I've earned the right to be less formal now. Haven't I?"

"I guess you have, Matthew." She said and sat down next to Will on his side of the booth.

"You can call me Matt now." I smiled.

"You boys ok?" She said, mostly looking at Will. He was expressionless.

"I'm pretty hungover. I was really wasted. I don't really remember much after getting off the elevator." I said and smiled. "Did we have champagne?"

"Yeah, It's all a bit...hazy." She said.

"No more benders" I said. "You never know what might happen."

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