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I lost my match the next week. It wasn't a big surprise because my opponent was a senior who been a finalist at state the previous year. I was pleased that I made it through three periods without being pinned and lost by only a few points.
Eric was still undefeated. I knew he was headed for the state championships. Mateo was doing well also, especially considering he was so new to the sport. After two initial losses, he had won every match since.
"Mom said your parents are stopping by for a while," Mateo told me in the locker room after the meet. "I hope that means you'll be there too."
"I will," I replied. "I got the same information from my mother."
While our parents became better acquainted, Mateo and I went downstairs to the family room, stripped off our shirts, and wrestled around on the floor. When the excess energy from the wrestling meet was gone, we went to his room and played video games.
I could hear my parents preparing to leave, so I said goodbye and headed up the stairs.
"Jared, you've been invited to stay overnight," my mother advised me.
"It's fine with your father and me if you want to."
"Thanks," I replied to her and to Mateo's parents. "I would like to do that."
I went back down to Mateo's room.
"I guess I'm staying overnight. Was that your idea?" I asked Mateo with a grin.
"Well, now that you mention it, I did suggest it to my parents," he replied, grinning back. "They're happy to do anything to encourage our friendship."
We gave up on the video games soon and sat on Mateo's bed watching television. Mateo sat between my legs, leaning back against me. His hard warm body gave me an instant boner. I wrapped my arms around him, rubbing his chest and stomach.
"You are so fucking hot," I said, kissing him on the top of his head.
"I'm glad you feel that way," he replied with a smile. "You can demonstrate it later. You still owe me a fucking lesson, you know."
"I'll be happy to take care of that promise later tonight," I responded.
The television show was a surfing competition, and the hot guys were making both of us horny. I opened Mateo's shorts and stroked his boner. He leaned back against me with a sigh of pleasure.
"You do that for very long, and I'm gonna cum," he advised me, stroking my legs lightly with his fingers.
"That's my goal," I said. "I'm trying to get you warmed up for the rest of the night."
Mateo's body pushed against mine as he shot a load that got us both in the face.
"Nice one," I complimented him as I licked his cum off my lips. "You taste good. You can feed me more of that later."
After a few minutes, Mateo's mom called down the stairwell.
"Vamos a la cama ahora, Mateo," she said. "Necesitas algo?"
"Estamos bien," Mateo replied. "Buenas noches."
"Buenas noches," she responded.
"They're going to bed," Mateo translated.
We undressed, turned out the lights, and crawled into bed. Pulling Mateo close to me, I kissed him passionately. He responded willingly, and reached down to stroke my boner.
"Put it in," he demanded. "I can't wait to feel it inside."
"Not so fast," I replied with a grin.
Pushing him onto his back, I leaned over and ran my tongue across his chest, biting his nipples playfully. Continuing on down his chest, I cleaned up the drying cum and then spent a little time teasing his boner back to life. Reaching inside his hole with my finger, I searched for his p-spot. He squirmed with pleasure as I found it.
"Jesus, that feels good!" he exclaimed. "Are you gonna suck me off?"
"I'm gonna try," I replied.
Since Mateo had just cum, it took me awhile to get there, but using my finger inside helped. For several minutes, I worked him over as he moaned with pleasure. As his excitement grew, he grabbed me by the head, took over, and fired off a load.
"Oh my God, Jared!" he exclaimed. "That was so hot!"
"Ever taste your own cum?" I asked him.
"No, but I think I'm gonna now," he said with a grin.
I kissed him and shared some of his cum. From his response, it must have tasted good.
"Ready for the main event now?" I asked with a grin.
"Oh, yeah!" he replied, spreading his legs apart. "Show me how an expert does it!"
I started by slipping my pole inside and massaging his p-spot with short rapid strokes.
"Oh shit, Jared!" he exclaimed. "That feels so fucking good!"
"Want the rest of it now?" I replied with a grin.
"Oh yeah!" he responded. "I want it all!"
Slowly, I slid my pole all the way in. I leaned down and kissed him.
"Okay, chiquillo?" I inquired.
"Yeah, I'm more than okay," he replied with a grin. "And I love that nickname. It's what my mother used to call me, but I like it better coming from you."
I began to slowly and gently fuck Mateo. He pulled me down and kissed me hard.
"This is so cool!" he said with a smile. "I hope you're enjoying it as much as I am."
"More than you, I bet," I replied. "Think about how it felt when you did it to me."
"I love doing it both ways," he replied. "I'm not sure which is best."
"I'm the same way," I said with a smile. "I think we're gonna have a lot of fun together."
Mateo seemed to be hypnotized by my gentle probing. I hoped that he wouldn't make a lot of noise. We didn't need any attention from upstairs.
I stopped briefly to keep from cumming. Mateo came back from wherever he had been.
"I want you to keep doing this forever!" he informed me.
"What will your mother say when she finds us fucking in the morning?" I asked.
"Right now I don't care," he replied with a grin. "I'm having too much fun."
I kept it up for another ten minutes or so before I couldn't hold back any longer.
"I'm gonna cum soon," I said. "Are you okay with that?"
"Oh yeah!" he replied. "I want it!"
I came hard. Grunting with animal lust, I filled Mateo with all the cream I had. I collapsed on top of him, breathing hard. As my eyes began to focus, I could see tears running down his cheeks.
"Are you okay, chiquillo," I asked with concern. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"You didn't hurt me, amigo carajo," he replied softly. "I'm just happy I could please you."
"I love you, chiquillo," I said, kissing him gently. "You're very special."
I hoped it was okay to be in love with more than one person. Eric would always be the most important to me, but I was in love with this sweet guy too.
"Is 'amigo carajo' real Mexican slang?" I asked. "What about 'amigo con derechos'?"
"That sounds too formal, so I made my own version of 'fuck buddy'," he said with a grin. "I can use mine in public and no one but you will understand."
We both quickly fell asleep, exhausted from wrestling and fucking.
I woke up early to find Mateo's head resting on my chest, an innocent look on his sleeping face. As I gently ran my fingers through his dark hair, I realized that I felt about Mateo like Eric did about me. I would have been happy to keep him to myself, but I wanted him to have other experiences too. I knew a few groupies who would be excited to have Mateo's boner inside them, and I was going to make a suggestion or two.