Confusion still plagued my brain as I sat back down on the bed shirtless. Alee was attractive, but my mind was focused more on Kevin. Especially after last night.
Kevin was facing his mirror wearing only a green pair of briefs that gently hugged his supple bottom that I was inside just hours ago.
He was running a towel across his hair to dry himself—he seemed to have just returned from the shower. Beads of water were still racing down his back—I bit my lip while I stared.
Perplexity entered my mind as I wished he would have woken me up to shower with him and I continued to wonder why he seemed so gleeful moments ago when mentioning Alee and I.
Kevin turned around, his phallus protruded from the Vline that led to his briefs, bulging in a manner that I could make out the silhouette of his cock head. It began to shake as he continued to dry his hair.
“Loverboy,” Kevin said with a smirk, “eyes up here.”
It took me a second to redirect my gaze, but then I honed in on his piercing blue eyes.
He leaned over into the closet, pulled out a t-shirt and threw it in my direction, “Throw this on,” he instructed with a laugh.
When I caught the shirt and got a look at it, my face immediately fell flat. When I looked up to Kevin, he was grinning ear to ear in a manner that broke my stern demeanor.
With a crooked smile I asked, “Are you serious?!”
~
The shirt that he wanted me to wear was from the state tournament in which we ended up matching up against each other in the semi-finals.
I lost that bout with Kevin by one point.
We entered the third period of the match tied. Since I deferred my choice to the third period I chose the bottom position. As soon as Kevin took his position on top, the ref blew the whistle and I thrust upward, pushing my hips away from his. My hands grabbed his wrists to twist away from the grasp. My eye caught the clock. A mere five seconds had passed. I just had to hold the lead and I would be on my way to the finals.
We each had our share of shots and attempts at arm drags, but neither of us could take the other down. Feeling as if we were approaching the out of bounds mark, I took a risky outside single. Kevin was able to pry his leg from my grip. His leg hit the ground and before I could react, he had shot back on me. It was almost as if this had been his plan all along.
We were out of bounds and Kevin was awarded two points, putting him up by one. We made our way back to the center, and I just had to do the same thing as last time. Twenty seconds were left on the clock.
We got set and I made multiple attempts to escape. The ref called time and I was still beneath Kevin.
“Maybe next year,” he whispered in my ear. I was infuriated.
I threw my head gear down and stormed out of the gymnasium. I had lost to Kevin multiple times, but this was different and just set me off.
He ended up winning the championship and I won the consolation bracket, so I ended up looking up to him on the podium that year from the third place spot while we received our medals.
On our way out, we were all handed shirts for placing in the tournament. I very publicly balled mine up and threw mine in the garbage as I was still frustrated from the whole thing.
~
Kevin nodded as he continued to grin. That damned smile got me again.
“Fine,” I said as I pulled it over my body.
As soon as I put on the shirt, Kevin said, “Alright we need to get going. The girls are probably already there.”
“You’re the one in your underwear,” I exclaimed in response with a slight excuse to look back down at his bulge.
“Yeah Yeah,” he said has he put his legs into his pants. He hopped to get the pants over his posterior and buttoned the fly.
He put his shirt on over his rippled torso and approached the counter.
“Alright. Ready when you are.” He stated.
I got up and walked over as he opened the door. I walked through the threshold while he waited behind momentarily to lock the door.
He grabbed my ass, clinched briefly, and then relaxed his hand.
It felt nice. We walked down to meet the girls for brunch at a spot on the edge of campus. They were already seated at a table for six and had mimosas in front of them.
We walked into the restaurant and Kevin wasted no time.
“Why do we need six seats, was last night not enough?” He said in a jocular fashion while sitting next to Sara leaving me to only logically take the seat across from him next to Alee.
“Ha. Ha.” Sara stated blandly as she sipped her mimosa. “Whew. Last night left me a little wobbly.”
Alee and I looked at each other. It was quite obvious that Sara and Kevin were much more used to fooling around with other people than we were.
The waiter came by asking Kevin and I what we would like to drink.
I was about to order a water until Kevin interrupted and said, “we will each have a mimosa with a shot of vodka mixed in.”
That actually didn’t sound so bad. Maybe it could calm some of my nerves.
Alee took a sip of her drink in a dainty manner. Her hand fell down from her glass and onto my leg.
“So what do you boys have planned today?” Alee asked.
“I dunno.” I responded.
“We may go to the gym a bit later, boy over here is a bit out of practice,” Kevin said in response while pointing to me.
“Well Sara and I were going to have a bit of a Sunday funday after this and head over to Tim’s.” Alee said as if that was an open invitation.
Kevin’s face looked confused and he looked over to Sara inquisitively.
“We were thinking about going over there. Still not sure yet. He had mentioned it last night.” Sara said. It was obvious this struck a nerve with Kevin.
I looked at Alee, it was almost as if she knew what was going on and said this to trigger something.
She bit her lip. I looked over at Sara staring off into space opposite Kevin’s direction. Kevin was looking stone cold down at the menu.
I had no clue what was going on. Luckily the drinks came. Kevin and I drank almost half of each of ours on the first sip.
I saw Sara out of the corner of my eye looking at Kevin now. We consumed our beverages in silence, avoiding the awkwardness.
She picked up her drink and gulped it down and placed it firmly onto the table along with her other hand.
“Fine. Tim and I hooked up. Happy, Kevin?”
My eyes got wide and they darted to Kevin.
“I don’t know what you wanted me to say, babe. No one said anything about it.” Kevin said to Sara gesturing back to Alee and I.
Alee looked like she was about to burst out laughing.
I knew Kevin and Sara were a bit toxic, but I didn’t think someone like Tim would be one to cause a rift.
“Let’s just eat, shall we?” Kevin asked the group as he gestured for the waiter.
We all ordered our food and the waiter walked away. We began to converse about school, classes—it turns out Alee and I had the same major and were in a couple of lectures together.
As we were talking, I felt Kevin’s foot graze my calf. My eyes flickered over to him as Sara was talking. He was doing this all while appearing to be tuned in to Sara’s narrative.
It felt so nice, yet so taboo. Unbeknownst to me, Alee was rubbing up Sara’s thigh on the other side of the table. We were all fixated on Sara, because no one wanted to look down and get caught while she continued to speak.
Our food arrived and we ate pretty quickly and made our way to the check. Kevin insisted to pay for everyone. It was a nice gesture.
We all started to gather our stuff and we began to talk plans for the afternoon and evening.
Kevin said we would go to the gym and maybe meet up with them later and Sara said they were going to another brunch spot for another round and would text him to keep him updated.
She kissed Kevin’s lips—I wished her’s were mine in that moment.
We went our separate ways. The few drinks that we had throughout brunch gave me the courage to immediately ask when the girls were out of ear shot, “So Sara and Tim?”
“Yeah. Mea Culpa—isn’t that what you smart guys say? I led her to him and it was sort of my fault.” Kevin replied with a sigh.
I tilted my head and looked at him still confused—how could it be his fault that Sara hooked up with Tim.
“Boundaries. Man. We never set them. Tim walked in on Sara and I and in the throes of passion we were just like ‘whatever’ as he continued to watch us. You know how strong his personality is? He joined in and we welcomed it, so we all fooled around. It was mainly an oral threesome with Sara and I fucking. Anyways, a few days later after I had been almost caught with Tim, I found him fucking Sara. I know we have our issues, but that was just a non-starter for me, man. I just left and I hadn’t spoken to either of them until the other day. That was why I was glad that Alee might take a liking to you. At least I wouldn’t have to worry about you and Sara”
My hand found its way to Kevin’s back to try to comfort him. He was visibly upset and leaned towards me.
“That wouldn’t be a thing, ya know,” I assured him.
“Yeah. I don’t want to go to the gym, I just don’t like the idea of them making plans together on their own so I wanted some space from that.” Kevin admitted with a sense of vulnerability.
He threw himself into my embrace as we stood in the middle of the sidewalk.
I wrapped my arms around him tightly. He did the same with his.
“Can we go hang out at your place?” He asked.
“Of course,” I said, “My roommate is gone until Tuesday, so you are welcome to hang.”
We walked back to my dorm almost silently with the exception of a few occasions of us grazing each others hands while we walked—me hoping that he’d clasp mine and usher me back home.
We arrived at my dorm and began to settle in.
“Do you need anything?” I asked.
“Any beer?” Kevin asked.
“I don’t but maybe my roommate left some, look in the fridge and if there is anything I can get him back tomorrow before he comes back.” I responded.
“Score!” Kevin said, “Looks like he stocked up before he left. You want a beer, a seltzer or some Crown?”
He popped off the top of his beer.
“How about a seltzer?” I responded with a question.
Kevin got a seltzer out, cracked the can and passed it to me. He fell on the couch like a sack of potatoes and set his drink on the side table next to him.
I sat down next to him and put my drink down as well.
“Take off your shirt.” He said.
“Really?” I was confused by the change in his demeanor.
“I know you have hated every second of wearing that shirt and it is probably making your skin crawl, so take off your shirt. Up to you if you put another on.” He said with his is spirit lifting.
I took the shirt off and threw it across the room.
It was my turn to be bold. I grabbed Kevin’s chin and pressed my lips against his while jumping on top of his lap back on the couch.
I found myself relieved as he kissed me back.
His hand rubbed on my chest while we continued to make out.
I tugged at his shirt and began to roll it up his body. As I leaned away from him, Kevin began to assist me in pulling his shirt off.
He pulled me back in by placing his right hand on my neck. As our exposed flesh connected he began to kiss my neck.
We were both already aroused. Unbeknownst to each other Kevin and I each had full hard-ons tightening our jeans.
Kevin snapped the top button in my pants and I felt some relief. I reciprocated this action and felt his cock twitch beneath me.
He pushed me away while kissing down my chest. In the act to stand me up, he grabbed my unbuttoned jeans and unzipped them completely, pulling them down to my ankles to release my cock.
His tongue made its way up and down the shaft of my throbbing cock and he plunged his mouth over my head to then quickly deepthroat my dick. His mouth lingered over my penis while his eyes looked up at me.
We both knew that I wanted him too. Kevin pulled his mouth off of my cock and pulled his pants off. I stepped out of mine.
He wrapped his hand around my dick and I reached down towards his. Our bodies began to pivot in a way that we could both suck each other off at the same time. I rolled my tongue around his shaft as I took Kevin’s cock in and out of my mouth.
Essentially, I was attempting to mimic Kevin’s action on mine. This went on for a few minutes and Kevin began to rub his finger on my asshole, which was tense at first but became more open with Kevin’s touch. He placed part of his finger inside of me, which made my dick get harder.
Continuing to toy with me, he pulled his mouth away from my cock, “Do you want to try something new?,” Kevin asked.
I still had his cock in my mouth, but I knew what he meant. I moaned and nodded while he pulled himself away from me and placed me in front of him.
He pulled out a condom that I had laying underneath my desk—happy accident—and rolled it onto his pulsing cock. He also had a pocket-sized packet of lube that he pulled from his wallet in his pants that he worked his way onto his cock and my ass.
Kevin leaned over his stomach on my back, “Are you ready?” He asked.
I reached back and rubbed the lubed around my bottom, “Yes,” I exclaimed as I nodded in anticipation.
His hands made their way down my back as he shifted his weight directly behind me now. I was on all fours ready to accept Kevin inside of me.
He rubbed his large, throbbing cock up and down my backside momentarily.
“Ahhhhh.” I cried, when he eventually eased it in.
It was just the head, but was unlike anything I had ever experienced. We stayed at this depth of penetration for a bit. Kevin kissed my back and rubbed on my cock to help me relax.
I turned my head back towards Kevin as he towered over me. Reaching my hand back to grab the side of his face, I said, “Deeper.”
Kevin hesitated in a way to give me the opportunity to change my decision, but my mind was made up, I wanted him inside of me. As much of him as possible.
He plunged forth and my body jerked forward. I felt a jolt from my backside to my cock to the pleasure centers in my brain that were over-actively erupting at this motion.
With his cock deep inside of me, mine began to dribble. I felt that with a few more thrusts I could cum. My mind shifted to savoring the moment. His hip bones rhythmically bumping against my glutes.
All of a sudden, I felt Kevin’s cock pull out. He said, “turn around,” while breathing heavily and gesturing his arm in a circle.
Just like in our match years ago, this time I couldn’t escape. I was under his full control.
I was now laying flat on my back. He pulled the condom from his dick and leaned on top of me. Our cocks were pulsing against each others and our torsos caressed one another.
Kevin began to kiss me, while thrusting his body up and down, creating a bit of friction on our cocks. He reached down and grabbed hold around both of our shafts and began to stroke them together.
The pulsing of his cock began to beckon my orgasm. My pre-cum leaked onto his cock and I felt the same from Kevin. I reached around and grabbed his ass.
As I clinched my hand, he moaned. The vibration of his tongue on mine sent a shock through my body. I was right on the edge.
Both of our cocks were throbbing against each other as the pace of Kevin’s strokes quickened.
My orgasm began and my grip on Kevin’s muscular bottom tightened. Two shots of cum escaped my cock, when Kevin began to cum as well. Feeling his orgasm on mine, enhanced the force of mine.
Both of our cum ended up on my abs as we continued to kissed and Kevin continued to squeeze every last drop out of us both.
He finally let go and collapsed on top of me. His head fell to the side of mine.
“Sorry,” he whispered while catching his breath.
“For what,” I responded in confusion, still attempting to quell my rapid breathing.
“I knew if I would have stayed inside of you, I would have lost control,” Kevin responded.
We were the same age, but his experience continued to surprised me. I imagine it had something to do with his size and that being my first time. I guess he was taking it easy on me, which was probably for the best. That said, I wanted the full experience.
I didn’t respond.
“We will have to try again in some different positions. Just don’t want to hurt you.” Kevin said.
Even though my eyes were directed at the ceiling, I could feel that he winked and was smiling as if his statement was some type of joke.
We laid there naked for a few minutes, Kevin’s body still on top of mine.
Minutes past and we were silent. Our hands found their way towards each others, but weren’t clasped. They were merely touching.
Even after everything in the past two days, it was odd, but it seemed like the most intimate and taboo thing we could do was hold each other’s hands.
Kevin shifted off of me and to the other side of the couch. When he reached over to grab a towel to clean our bodies, his phone began to vibrate on the counter next to us.
I looked over, but Kevin was unfazed as the phone’s vibration led to it spinning around on the counter.
It stopped briefly when Kevin was wiping me down.
He stood up to throw the towel in his hamper, exposing that some of the blood still remained in his partially erect penis.
The phone rang again and Kevin still let it go.
“You want to grab that?” I asked.
“Nah. Probably spam. If they need me they can call again.” He said.
There was not another call, but just a brief buzz from the phone.
Kevin walked over to it while I began to get up and fumble around for my clothes.
I heard him let out a deep sigh, “Great. Of course this happens,” he said to himself.
Although he wasn’t looking for a response, I had to ask, “What is going on?”
He sat on the edge of the couch with his phone in his hands and said, “These girls. Sara just texts, ‘911. Call me, text me or come to Tim’s’”
Kevin was visibly frustrated and I could tell he was torn between telling her to fuck off and going to Tim’s to help. Today, I had experienced a softer side of Kevin, so I imagined that he would lean for the latter.
I leaned over and grabbed his chin. Mustering every ounce of confidence I possessed, I said, “Whatever it is, I have your back.”
After I kissed him on the mouth, he made a few clicks on his phone and put it to his ear.
I sat next to him, anticipating what would be next.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/oguu44/wrestling_buddies_part_iv
Nice, more please. 🙂