The Firemen's Convention
"What do you mean we all go to this? I don't want to go, really. You go and brief me about it later". I said as Keith was telling me about this yearly event. "Na bro, you're one with us and have to go to it." I had a furrowed brow, thinking why do I need to go, I'm only temporary over the summer, this would be for those that make a career out of it, not that I wouldn't consider it, it has been so much fun so far. I could tell there was no getting out of this one. Dread, just then make the best of it I guess and go with the flow and hopefully there would be some flow to it.
"It's even held at State University, so your home turf away from home, and you could show us a good time there - you know the area." Keith just smiling back at me. "How about I trade shifts with others that really want to attend?" Well bro, "too late Ben and Noel, and a few others drew straws and they got stuck behind for it, they love the free room and board, it's a luxury item to be able to go to it, so consider your self lucky." But Keith, "We're not even Irish." He laughed, and said "don't look over a 4 leaf clover... You're going, it's set up already, you're in."
I found out later, that the rooming situation would be me, bro, and Brad. Brad was quite a str8 hunk, 28 yrs old, and worked out incessantly. I loved checking him out at the fire station. He was so well built, brunette and the nicest medium blue eyes, clear skin very white, no visible tan. He had a wife, and 1 youngster which always messed up his sleep he said he couldn't get any sleep in the last yr. He looked best when he had not shaved, letting a slight goatee grow over his face. His hair cropped short, and he let side burns grow.
The three of us in Dad's truck, as we went on the road. I was in the middle, and was a bit squashed, but both of my legs made contact with Keith and Brad all of us had shorts on, neither seemed to care on this long drive. I felt the warmth of their manly legs next to mine. Brad's legs felt warm and felt his hair of his leg, kind of ticklish and it felt electric our touch. I felt so comfortable, that I started to drift off to sleep in the warm air, surrounded by these guys. At some point during the long drive I came back around and opened my eyes, seeing my grey running shorts tented out to the max with a woody. I also felt a warm hand around my back, it was Keith's.
Brad was out, he was leaning back, almost drooling in the corner of the cab. Just a slight tent in his shorts. "I was wondering when you would come back around, dreaming of anything good?" "Uh, Keith, nope, just wondering how much longer?" "Only ½ hr longer". Good, I went back to drift off.
We got to the hotel. Took our things in and just picked which of the three beds were ours by slamming stuff on top of it. Brad yawned, and stretched his bulky arms out, mumbled something about being stiff from workouts this week and flopped face down on the bed. Keith then muttered out "Oh, Brad you're just in luck, Jake here has been taking masseur classes at State this year and can give you a rub down." I gave Keith and evil glare, like oh no you didn't! He just sneered at me. Brad just mumbled an "ok".
I couldn't believe this, my brother volunteering me for this. It had to do with my woody in the truck I'm sure just to torture me. Not that I was opposed to the idea, but it put me in an awkward position with this str8 guy, getting to feel him up. Keith at times can be evil, at that point I was convinced.
So I crawled up on the splayed Brad laying there, and started to work his shoulders, and they were nice and meaty. He just groaned in acceptance. I relaxed myself over his body and set myself down above his rump. Brad reached down and took his t-shirt off, so now I could do his whole back. His skin felt so silky. I slowly inched back to be sitting on his thighs and started to work his bubble but. Brad groaned more, sounding half asleep still. He then rustled around and took off his shorts and I just stared at his bare bottom. I worked my hands over each of his globes, and never going deep in his crack.
I tried to be a professional, as if I knew how, and worked my way down his legs. It was when I was massaging his calves I could look up and see his balls laying there. Making my mouth water.
The two of them twins in the bag, looking so they needed attention, but I held back, just glancing up at them. It was at that point I got up and slapped his ass, saying you're done Man. He just grunted. Keith gave me that glance and used his mouth to silently say You're welcome.
I stuck my tongue back at him, and mouthed a silent You bitch. He just snickered.
The next day, in the hotel room, I heard squirreling about and realized it was Keith, he was up first thing with the coffee maker going. Brad twirled around in bed looking around and said "Good morning boys!" I threw a pillow his way. It missed. "Feisty, I like it!".
I'll go first since I've been awake first, Keith was saying and then headed to the shower. I was a bit groggy, and slowly raised myself to the side of the bed. Brad did the same. He was sans shorts and his hairy dick just lay there. He scratched his balls. I was commando too. We both were faced at each other.
He was quite a site to see that early in the morning. I just wanted to crawl in bed with him and be wrapped in his big biceps. His dick was starting to grow, and he just grinned, saying he couldn't help it. Morning bone had come. I blushed, but still looking at it. He just went to lie on his bed. Asking "who is next you or me?" I went "you go dude" it gives me 15 minutes more I thought.
Keith came out in full glory. "Who is next?" His dick was half hard. Almost proud to show it off as he pranced around the room. It's head was bobbing around with his movements. Cut head engorged with morning blood. It looked like he half jerked off, but stopped short. Bending over putting on a jock, giving a full show. Brad and I both noticed it.
Brad got up, and grabbed his kit, and went into the shower next.
"First safety lecture is at 8 am sharp, in the big auditorium, I am going early to help set it up, and don't be late! You'll miss the doughnuts" Keith skated out the door his sexy dark brown hair still wet he left it spiky.
Brad came back out of the shower, his towel over his manhood, his pecs stood firm and full, and I didn't do anything but go for the shower next. During my time in the shower I figured he left and wanted to jerk off so badly thinking of him. I knew time wasn't there for it. So I just got out and came back into the room full mast. Brad was drinking a mug of coffee. I was embarrassed, and he saw my woody. I just then explained morning boner, you know...
He went "I remember when I was your age, how it happens, no biggie sport."
"Are you saying I'm not big?" As I take my sausage in my hand and wave it about teasingly.
Brad blushed, and said, no, I meant it happens to all of us. "It looks big enough!"
Brad and I were 5 minutes late to the lecture. We just eased into the last row of the conference hall.
Both with still wet hair, dressed for the day. I could tell Brad was still tired, and when the slide show started I saw him yawn. He had reclined back in his seat. His pants showed a good growth of his dick. I was right next to him, and chided him in the arm, and he kind of woke up. He leaned over and whispered, can't loose this morning bone. I grinned, as he took a hold of it through his clothes and tried to shake it about.
"You really really want to get rid of it? I know a way.... and winked"
He was taken a bit back, and then nodded at me. I got up and exited first. He waited a few minutes and came to follow me.
We went into the nearest restroom that was deserted, and I got on my knees.
I wasn't sure if he was serious, this str8 guy ready to unleash what I had lusted after. But he did, he unbuckled his belt, and let them trousers down and the boxers, and in front of me was his nice piece of meat.
He seemed just as unsure about doing this for real. Going "I can't believe I'm doing this, but your back rub last night really got to me. You've got expert hands."
I took it in one hand looking at it, and then licking it down the side. He let his head move back, and leaned back. I took it, lathered it's head. So purple, so full of blood. I licked it a bit more, and a drop of precum came out of it. I covered my mouth with it. Started to suck it. He was being a bit vocal, with groans. I didn't care. I fully throated him at this time. He practically yelled UGGGH!.
As his head was in my mouth, I twirled my tongue on it. "I can't keep it...." Spurt after spurt went down my throat. I let him do it, letting up at the end. He was looking down at my face at his dick. His eyes had a kind look to them. He unleashed his seed to me. It was at that point he got down on his knees, and told me to rise. My cock at his face. He took it in.
He was returning the favor. I told him he didn't have to, but since he was so willing, why fight it? It felt so good to have this muscle god sucking my cock. He just kind of mumbled through it, not touching my balls or ass, but I didn't care at this point. He kept looking up at me as he sucked my morning bone. Seeing his goatee swallowing me whole, I didn't last long. I gave him a shoulder tap, letting him know it was time but he just kept on overdrive. He rubbed his lips with sperm falling out of them. Swallowing most of it.
We were both spent. We cleaned up and slipped back into the last row. I looked over at him and Brad took his hand and licked it, and he winked at me. I got a chill down my spine as he did this. Wow, what a sexy smile he has and a body to die for.
The rest of the day went as planned. More conference meetings, more slide shows. Brad stuck by my side. I guess you suck a man's manhood and he feels close to you.
Keith was busy helping out as he could. Even for him he started to look worn at the edges. Looking worn out.
After a big fanfare at the local steak house, it was off to the bars. So many drinks slung back, no one could keep count anymore. A lot of pool shooting.
I was on a slight devil side, to get Keith drunk. Every time it came to shots, I made sure he was one to have one. After what he did last night my turn to get him back. It finally caught up with him, as Brad and I helped him by the shoulders back to our room. We threw him on the bed.
I was like, he would never sleep that way Brad, he always goes commando I explained. So Brad with his big biceps helped lift him off the bed and I stripped the remaining clothes off Keith. Now Keith was on his stomach. His nice rump stood up in the air.
"Is that what a full moon really looks like?" Brad chuckled as he said that. "I've never been to one to say a guys ass looks nice, but that one does though"
I reached over and felt Brad up, feeling his dick in his pants, and then it got hard. It was pulsing in my hand.
He looked at me as not sure. Just staring at my brother's naked ass.
I just was confident, "So you want more of what we have started? - he sleeps through anything, he'll never wake up. Let's start with a nightly back rub, face down mister!" Brad looked back at me again. I motioned for the bed. He started to undress. It was better than any strip bar experience seeing this stud disrobe. Oh, so hot with his big muscles, and just to tease he even did a few poses. I couldn't help but to laugh. Brad turned his back toward me, as he slipped his boxers down. When it was to his knees, he looked from down under to see me watching.
I started my own strip tease and he couldn't keep his eyes off me. I blew him air kisses as I disrobed. I walked over to put my arms to his shoulders and pushed him back. He fell onto the bed, and I told him rollover like you're putting out a fire of your clothes on fire, but only a half rotation should do it.
I mounted his rump this time to give him a rub down, with my dick flopping on his mounds, as I started to rub his back, he had his arms out, just enjoying it. I leaned forward and let my tongue swirl his earlobe, he kind of jumped "damn man, you know my buttons, I'm ticklish there!" And I said "I hope that's not the only ticklish place you have." Continuing with my tongue on his neck. I felt him melt under my ministrations. I knew my hands had a gift being a pitcher, and knew they were working him the right way.
I got to his ass, his globes so nice and white. I spread the cheeks, and took in a deep breath of his maleness. It was intoxicating. I moved my mouth in position and started in his crack. He bucked his head up for the first time in 5 minutes, oh that feels great, what the hell? Then his head fell down. I licked a finger, and then slowly slid it in. I could tell nothing had ever been in this territory before. He was a bit uneasy. I was slow and breathed hot breaths at his hole as I did this. Two fingers went in, and he moaned. I kissed his ass cheeks as I did this.
My middle finger felt his nut. I started in. "Ow, what the hell? Oh my God!" I didn't respond, and now he was squirming around. I could tell he was reaching new sensations he didn't know existed. I flipped him on his back, he had a dazed over glaze in his eyes. I pressed his legs to his chest, and now did three fingers. I then took his nuts in my mouth both of them at the same time. His cock dripped with precum on his abs. At this point I stopped the fingering his hole, and scooted up, and went to work with my mouth on his pecks. My hard on, the tip of my dick sitting right on his hole. I felt it spasming it was wet with my slobber. knocking at his door. Wondering if I'd get a permission to come onboard sir?
I eased my head in. I felt him tighten "you doing alright Brad?" he just grunted, and I went a bit farther in and stopped. He was heavily breathing, his nice pecs rising up and down. He was tossing his head back and forth for a bit. I can tell this was his first time at this. His dick still hard. I went a ½ inch farther and stopped letting him get used to it. When he relaxed I just went further, and I must have found his nut again. He almost sobbed "Oh my God! More!"
I went the full way, stopped, with his legs now in my hands. His head was back eyes closed, trying to let it all sink in. I waited till he opened his medium blue eyes and looked at me, I asked "ready for more? I'll take it easy on you." He nodded and I slowly withdrew, my hard baseball bat fully extended in him, leaking. I slowly went about with my pushing in and out, till he got used to it. He was moaning, his head thrashing about on the pillow. I had sweat dripping down my temples, no nervous about this, and so excited at the same time. This big guy was mine, like putty in my hand.
I leaned forward, and started sucking his adam's apple. I scruffed his goatee with my tongue. I had a had to release it soon. I pulled up and took my cock out. Spraying all over him. I covered his nuts and cock. He still hadn't come yet, so I went down to give him a finish off blow job. It only took 30 seconds of being in my mouth that he shot his wad. I savored his cum mixed with a bit of mine. I then collapsed next to him on the bed, and just put my hands across his big pecks. We fell asleep in that position. Both of us so spent.