Chapter 525 – Sunday Night At the House With a Wrestling Demonstration
Blake, Jake, Wes, Dylan, Kyle, Iggy and I drove over to Rod’s, taking three vehicles so we could shuffle the guys back to the apartment to shower then over to the house for our Sunday evening together.
We got bro hugs from all the guys at Rod’s when we arrived, and Iggy ran around checking addresses. Everyone loved Iggy, and he sure loved all of us. I even got groped when I hugged Tink, his way of saying he loved me, I suspected. I pinched his ass as he groped me, so we were even.
“Hey we saw that press conference this morning on TV. That Clay reporter was at this story again. Any truth to what that bank president said about that Cliff guy causing all of this on purpose?” Rod asked.
“Hastings was just trying to use Cliff as a scapegoat. Cliff is our banker that takes care of our accounts. Well, we’re changing banks now that Hastings fired Cliff. That will be a huge blow to their bank, and a lot of questions of management will undoubtedly be asked. Hastings is just trying to hide his mistakes and take them out on anyone he can to get the blame away from himself. That’s not going to work. There’ a defamation and wrongful termination suit being filed in the morning against First National Bank, Hastings and the bank board. That’ll bring some heat down on Hastings, suing his board. They’re not going to like that at all. Neither is their Directors and Liability insurance carrier, who will have to defend them. They’ll want to settle. Cliff could come out well compensated for the misery they’re trying to put him through,” I told Rod.
“Damn, hell I’d take the heat just to get a settlement if it’d make me rich,” Rod replied. I shook my head.
“No one wants to have to go through that, Rod. Trust me, Cliff is a nervous wreck. We’ll see him tonight at the house. I told him to relax and take it easy, as our attorneys are handling this. It’s under control,” I told them.
“Are you going to that arraignment thing in the morning for that Spence and Simon guy that knocked down your buildings, Kyle?” Rod asked. Kyle smiled.
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Kyle told him, smiling.
“I don’t’ suppose Ty would let us all out to attend, do you think, Josh?” Rod asked. I chuckled, telling him I doubted it.
“Boy, you know those guys are going to get butt fucked in prison, as young as they are,” Lonnie chimed in.
“And that’s a bad thing?” Dylan teased, making Lonnie stop and think. Then he chuckled.
“Good one, Dylan. I keep forgetting. I mean, well, I don’t know what I mean, as that’s just weird to me,” Lonnie replied, making Dylan smile.
“Bend over and I’ll show you how wonderful it can be,” Dylan replied, hinting at some action with Lonnie making him cringe. “Maybe the boys will enjoy their stint in prison. Might as well get used to it, as they’re going to be there a long time from what I hear,” Dylan added.
“Not sure I could handle that, myself,” Lonnie commented. Dylan winked at him prompting Lonnie to tell him to stop. We all laughed.
We finally got to work, but the conversation around what happened yesterday morning continued. I had to be careful not to let any secrets out of the bag, mostly acting like we were as surprised as anyone else was.
“Kyle, how in the hell did you find financing to take the bank out like that?” Rod finally asked Kyle. Kyle looked at me, as if he wasn’t sure how to respond. I ignored his look, not wanting to hint at my involvement. Finally, he came up with a line.
“I looked into some private equity firms and found one out of Chicago that was willing to take on my situation and partner up with me. I wasn’t sure if it was going to go through, but it finally did at the last minute. When you look at it, there really isn’t much of a risk. The land, I’m sure, is worth more than what I owed on it, so we know it will be worth something north of a half million, which is what we owed,” Kyle told Rod.
“Damn, I should have talked to my father, as his company dabbles in real estate investments from time to time. They mostly get involved with larger office buildings, factories and distribution centers, but a half million is a half million,” Rod explained. I made a note of that in the back of my mind.
“Hey Lonnie, you able to lick your dick yet?” Dylan asked him, as Lonnie was mudding screw holes in the drywall. Lonnie chuckled.
“Working on it, Dylan. Got to be able to flex my back, just a little more, and I’ll be able to do it. I’ll do it eventually. I know I will, then you’ll have to kiss my balls for me,” Lonnie teased.
“That’ll be the day,” Dylan replied. “If you had another inch of dick, you wouldn’t need to flex your back any more than you already can. I can run my tongue all around the head of my dick, not just hit the piss slit,” Dylan bragged. Lonnie shook his head in disbelief.
“Show off,” Lonnie commented.
“Hey, it’s a fact. I can lick my balls the same way. Low hangers are easy to stretch your sack and lick them,” Dylan bragged. Again, Lonnie shook his head. Dylan just laughed.
“Interesting conversations we have while working here,” Wes chided. “Can’t say I’ve ever discussed those topics before. I wonder if you can learn how to do those things on YouTube,” Wes said, causing us to laugh. I told them I rather doubted it. They all agreed. Lonnie told Dylan they should make a video of him explaining how to lick your low hangers and the end of your cock.
“Uh, I have news for you, Lonnie. All those guys that can do it, don’t need to be told how to do it. It’s just the ones that can’t do it, that are trying to find out how, but will probably never make it. Don’t feel bad you can’t do it, as some of us have that talent, and some of us don’t. You, obviously, don’t have the equipment to make that happen, but that’s not a big loss, as who would you show it to, but maybe us, and do we really care?” Dylan chided, confusing Lonnie all the more.
“I just want to show you, mainly,” Lonnie replied. “It’s important to me, anyway. I just want to prove to you, that you’re wrong, and my dick is long enough to be able to lick with my tongue,” Lonnie added. Dylan told him he was crazy, but was pretty sure that Iggy would lick his balls and dick for him. That was very true, we thought as we laughed about it.
We got a lot done in the afternoon, then cleaned up the place again and headed for the apartment. Clothes came off and naked boys headed to the shower, while Iggy watched on, probably anxious to get in the shower with us, but told not to by Kyle. Wes seemed right at home with all of us. There was nothing modest about him. He fit right in, just like he was in a locker room with his Lacrosse team members, just like the rest of us that were in sports. The only semi-squeamish ones were Rod, Tyler and Lonnie, but they were mostly over that now, having showered with us numerous times and even into our dicking around antics.
Tink was hanging near Dylan, who washed his back for him. Lonnie asked Dylan to wash his back also, which irritated Tink, but he couldn’t react. Dylan was only too happy to wash Lonnie’s back, and get a finger across his asshole making Lonnie jump and back away quickly. Dylan gave him a WTF look.
“Dude, you touched my asshole,” Lonnie complained, but smiling. Dylan smiled back.
“Well that of all places on your body needed to be washed,” Dylan chided, with a big ole shit-eating grin. Lonnie shook his head smiling.
“I have to watch you, Dylan. Trying to take advantage of an innocent straight boy, you are,” Lonnie replied, shaking his head in disbelief. Dylan just grinned.
“Want to wash my asshole? It’s okay, I don’t mind,” Dylan offered. Lonnie looked concerned.
“Nah, I think I’ll pass, if you don’t mind. Don’t even like washing mine,” Lonnie replied. Tink told Dylan he was welcome to wash his, making Lonnie even more concerned. I washed Rod’s back for him, and gave him a little sensation with his asshole. I swear I think he was starting to like it, the more I did it. I got a little more brazen each time, and his reactions seemed less and less. I was having a hard time getting any shock value out of my surprises anymore. Wes washed Tyler’s back and Tyler washed Wes’, Tyler feeling safe that Wes was straight. Still, it was a minor intimate gesture on their part to show they were great friends. Jake, Blake, Kyle and I took care of one another, as well as Rod washing my back. Rod surprised me by hugging me tightly again, dick to dick and balls to balls in a quick gesture.
“Who are you, anymore?” I asked Rod, stunned that he did that. He gave me a shit-eating grin.
“I don’t know, it just kind of felt kind of good. Why, you didn’t like it?” he asked, surprised.
“Hey, it doesn’t bother me if it doesn’t bother you. I like being that close to you, but didn’t want to freak you out,” I replied. Rod smiled, telling me he wasn’t sure what might happen down in Key West at the PF, and was trying to work out any anxieties that he felt he might have if something happened. I nearly cracked up.
“No one is going to do anything to you guys, you don’t ask them to do, Rod. No one will molest you for sure. That just won’t happen. We’re not all sex addicts. If there is any sex to be had, it will be behind closed doors or some minor acts of affection that won’t shock anyone anyway out in front of everyone. You’ll be fine. So, stop worrying about anything happening to you, that you don’t want to happen,” I assured him.
“Is that place like Vegas, where what happens there, stays there?” Rod asked, making me extremely curious. I smiled.
“Why, what did you have in mind, big boy?” I asked, as I ran my hand over his bare ass, making him smile.
“I don’t know. Hell, I might get drunk and get carried away with the moment. I just don’t know what might happen,” Rod replied, making me laugh.
“Well, nothing that would ever happen to you out of character, that you didn’t want known, would ever be mentioned once we leave there. Yes, consider it like Vegas,” I told him. “But, if you’re looking for a little fun, look me up, and I’d be happy to show you some,” I teased, making us both laugh. He said he’d be sure to do just that.
We finished our showering, dried off and got dressed to go to the house for some much-needed relaxation, beer, steaks and fun. Iggy was all excited to see all the guys again remembering the fun he’d had on previous visits. He was sticking his nose in all the guys’ crotches, checking addresses, as if he couldn’t keep track of what address belonged to whom. We came to the conclusion he was as gay as we were, and just loved sticking his nose in crotches. Can’t say that I blamed him, only he could get away with it much better than we could. Although I wouldn’t put it past someone like Trevor to try. We stripped off to our underwear and relaxed a bit with a beer. It wasn’t long until Todd, Chad, Sandy, Devin and Jim showed up. After they got comfortable in their briefs, we headed downstairs to take a look at the progress made there. The shower was almost complete which greatly surprised us. The bedrooms and game room had been painted. Carpeting in the bedrooms were going in this coming week so they were basically done. The large communal bathroom was almost done right before the shower. The steam room only lacked some plumbing to be able to work.
“Good grief, you guys have your own spa here in your own home,” Jim commented. “Gonna have some fun here for sure. Guess we’ll have to come over and try this out, Devin,” Jim suggested to Devin.
“Hey, you guys are welcome to come over anytime. We even have a wet bar down here in the game room with a large beer refrigerator and a kegorator for draft beer, our favorite brand of IPA, of course,” I reminded them.
“The subs did a good job of finishing off the walls and trim. The game room and bar came out nice and the shower room and steam room is coming together nicely also. It should be ready to go in another week for sure. I think the carpeting is scheduled to be installed this week,” Todd informed us. Dylan told him he was correct, as Dylan had followed up on the installation schedule for the house. I patted him on the back.
“I got you a good deal on the paint, Josh. I put a good crew on this project also. Came out rather nice, I have to say, looking at the finish,” Jim added. I told him he was the best, patting his tight ass in his briefs making him smile. “Careful now, you’ll get me excited,” he chided. I told him I could only hope, which made him laugh.
Allen said the pool table was supposed to be delivered this week also along with a ping pong table that would fold up and slide into a closet when it wasn’t being used. The game room would be extremely nice when it was finished.
“Hey, they’re supposed to start construction on the swimming pool complex while we’re on Spring Break,” Allen mentioned. “We have the plans all put together. Kind of an expensive project with the outdoor kitchen and all, plus the rock hill with the water slide and diving board, but it is going to look so cool and add a ton of value to the home overall. I don’t know, Josh. This is going to be the coolest place ever once we complete everything. We may never want to move and build another one, but I think if we keep building these things better all the time with more amenities, we could make a ton of money on these projects,” Allen stated.
“I think it’s a good idea to put you in charge of our real estate projects, Allen. Seems you have a knack for that type of industry. You might want to start looking for your next project since you almost have this one completed,” I suggested, making him smile. He said he’d look around and see if there were any more foreclosures coming up.
When we got back upstairs, Thad and Cliff had shown up. I gave Cliff another hug, asking him how he was doing. He said he calmed down some, but he was still pissed as hell. I reminded him, the bank was going to be served with a defamation of character suit and a wrongful termination suit in the morning, which should shake them up some. Cliff said he was sorry it had to come to that. I told him I wasn’t, as they asked for it with their cheap shot of making him the scapegoat. I reminded him I put him up to what he did, but didn’t expect this kind of reaction, so if anyone was to blame it should be me. Cliff said he was glad to do what he did, assuring me it was all legitimate and above board. We all had to agree on that, nevertheless, Hastings had to make it complicated.
Cam finally showed up and got down to his skivvies and joined us. To my surprise, and also delight, Lucky showed up. He saw all of us in briefs and remembered he had to strip down to his briefs also. He had on boxers of all things. Dylan told him he liked him already, showing Lucky his baggy boxers. Lucky got a kick out of Dylan. I took Lucky around and introduced him to everyone he had not met. Iggy stuck his nose in Lucky’s crotch, checking out his address. Kyle hollered at Iggy, telling him he’d already met Lucky before and his police dog, Dutch. Iggy took an instant liking to Lucky.
Lucky, Todd, Chad, Devin, Sandy and Jim were relatively the same age, although hadn’t met Lucky before. Todd and Lucky had nicely manscaped hairy chests making them look very masculine. Damn, they looked hot standing there talking together. Knowing what they all looked like without briefs, excited me all the more. I had to move on or visibly show my excitement to the others. I didn’t need that at the moment. With everyone here that I thought might be showing up and having secured a beer, I made an announcement to the entire group.
“Hey, guys. Listen up. Glad all our friends are with us tonight, some of you involved in our company and friends that are just wonderful friends. You’re all welcome to be with us as often as you can. Our house is open to all of you anytime, and we hope you will hang out with us when you can. Sunday nights are kind of fun to hang together and catch up on things we might not normally have a chance to get to during the week or the opportunity to see everyone. As you all know, this has been a rather wild week for us all in more ways than one. Kyle has successfully held onto his property, which we’re all grateful for,” I said, getting hoorahs from the group and applause. “We’re proud of him and his vigilant fight to hang onto what was lawfully his. In this process there have been some temporary setbacks, which I won’t go into detail with other than to say, Cliff has come under fire with his bank, ironically, for doing his job well. Go figure. I am told lawsuits are being filed on his behalf tomorrow morning. Additionally, because of the unscrupulous activity of First National Bank and their termination of Cliff, Stoney Enterprises is moving all their banking and deposits we have at FNB to First Central Bank here in town, where we happen to know the president of that bank as a great guy to work with. We have established a relationship with them already, so we’re good to go. This could amount to FNB’s loss of between a third and half of their assets on deposit. This will come as a hell of a shock to those people, but they brought that on themselves. Also tomorrow morning, there will be an arraignment for Spence and Simon, the two idiot sons of the principals of Weinstein & Simon Construction company, who have continually harassed Kyle for the past several weeks and even attempted to burn down his apartment buildings. They also did considerable damage to buildings yesterday morning before they found out they were trespassing. We can thank Lucky for interceding, and keeping them from hurting Kyle and Cam here, who attempted to stop them,” I said, as Lucky got cheers and applause from all our guys. He looked kind of embarrassed to say the least, but just smiled and waved, saying he was just doing his job. “For those of you that don’t know, Kyle has joined forces with Cam’s dad, Hal Rogers, who needs Kyle’s help in his development company, so Kyle has a new job. Our hopes are that Kyle and Hal can convince the University to buy the land from Kyle, and let Rogers Development Co. develop the land and build the new science building. That’s their mission at the present time and will try to get an appointment, with the guy in charge of building expansion at the University, tomorrow if possible. We don’t want the University to lose out on their new building because of a few unscrupulous gentlemen that got greedy and didn’t play by the rules. If Rogers Development should be able to secure an agreement for the University to purchase the land, it will come with the caveat that Rogers build the building. Now Rogers utilizes outside construction companies, unlike W&S, so they will need the assistance of a company that can take on that type of large project, which brings in our fellow construction guys we have in our family here. Todd and Chad will handle the general contracting. Obviously, Devin and Sandy will handle the electrical contracting, and Jim, here, will handle the paint. We really need to find a plumbing contractor to buy or merge into our family for our construction needs,” I told them all, but Todd agreed, saying he was already working on that. I wished him luck. “Before we start eating, and then enjoying the evening, which I’m told that Kevin and Calvin will be giving us a demonstration on the original Olympic wresting back in the day, the construction guys and some of our group will need to meet downstairs for a few minutes to develop some strategy, should we be successful in getting the science building project. So all you construction types, and Kyle, follow me downstairs for a quick meeting. I need Jake, Blake and Cam from our side for the meeting also,” I said. There were a few cheers at the end, then we all headed downstairs to the unfinished game room.
We found enough five-gallon empty and full paint buckets for everyone to sit on to have our meeting. I filled the guys in on where we were at the moment with the plan for Kyle and Rogers to meet with the University officials to see if they could resurrect the science building project. Then I let Todd and Chad tell the others what they would need from them to make this all work, should they get the project. We had about a 45 minute meeting, letting everyone voice their concerns and seek resolutions to making this work, should it happen. In the end everyone seemed kind of psyched to take on an additional project. Kyle told them, he would personally supervise the project and coordinate with all of them the building plan and scheduling. Todd said they would definitely need someone on site to coordinate everything. No one knew the property better than Kyle, and he was getting to know all of them. All in all, it was a very positive meeting. I told them all at the end, this had to be confidential at the moment, as we were just speculating what we might be able to do. The University might have different plans entirely, having been severely embarrassed yesterday morning. They all said they understood the sensitivity of the situation.
When we got back upstairs, I went to find Lucky, hoping he had someone to talk to while I was downstairs at our meeting. He was talking to Dylan at the time, both laughing about something. I was glad to see he seemed to be having a good time. I noticed that Brandon and Les had shown up also, and were yuking it up with Trevor and Andy.
“I see you found someone to talk to,” I told Lucky, as Cam, Kyle and I approached him. Lucky smiled.
“Oh, yeh. Dylan is quite the character here. He and I are the only ones wearing boxers, so he came to tell me I had good taste in underwear,” Lucky chided. I rolled my eyes.
“Oh Dylan is definitely quite the character. No doubt about that,” I assured Lucky. “If you’re not careful, he’ll have those off of you in no time at all,” I teased, getting the look from Dylan.
“He’s hot enough for sure, but I’d at least let him finish his beer before I seduced him,” Dylan joked, making Lucky laugh.
“Well, thank you for that at least, Dylan. You can’t have me if I’m thirsty,” Lucky returned the joke. Dylan looked surprised.
“You know he is straight and a police officer, Dylan,” I humorously warned him.
“That doesn’t mean he doesn’t like sex, Josh. I mean look at him. He’s hot as hot,” Dylan teased.
“You’re making me blush now,” Lucky replied. I patted him on the back.
“Hey, at least we all like you, Lucky. You’re in good company,” I assured him. Dylan took off saying, if and when Lucky needed some real attention to just ask for him. Lucky shook his head smiling, saying we had some neat guys in our group.
“So, have you heard anything more on the DA’s additional charges for the two stooges?” I asked Lucky.
“I checked in with the duty officer this morning, who said the DA was putting together additional charges dealing with drug trafficking, sales and possession. That alone will get them years in prison, if some smooth lawyer doesn’t get them off on a technicality. The DA will have to make sure all the I’s are dotted and the T’s crossed. He can’t afford to make any mistakes on this one, or those sons of bitches will walk or get a slap on the wrist. I guess their attorneys aren’t from here, so the family has obviously brought some high-powered lawyers in from out of town to represent them. It should make for an interesting arraignment to say the least. You guys coming to the arraignment?” Lucky asked.
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Kyle told him. Cam said he’d like to go, if it was okay with me. I told him he should definitely go, which made him happy. I told them I was going to get an excuse to get out of Marketing class to attend also, so I could be there for support for Kyle and Cam. They liked that idea.
Allen told everyone the steaks were starting to come off the grill, so we needed to get plates and stand in line. He had the indoor grill, under a large stainless steel exhaust vent, full of steaks that smelled delicious. We all scurried to get in line. The line moved rather quickly. I was amazed at how many guys we had for our Sunday night events these days, keeping in mind, we didn’t normally have all the construction guys with us. It was kind of nice having them, however. Jim looked great. Devin and Sandy were always fun, then there was Todd and Chad, which were always great to be with. Thinking back, we had some great skinny dipping steak fries at their pool and some hot sex to go with it. With all these guys showing up now, I wasn’t so sure we’d have those opportunities again, now that we were building a pool and there were so many of us. I thought to myself, Jake and I needed to spend time withTodd and Chad for a private skinny dipping afternoon, should we be able to get away sometime. Todd’s hot masculine body was definitely doing a number on my dick. He was so hot in his briefs, with Chad right there with him. Throw Lucky in the mix, and it could make me cum in seconds, I had to think.
Guys were everywhere, sitting in groups, talking and eating. There was no shortage of food and no shortage of appetites when it came to our group this evening. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. I looked around the room trying to see if Tim showed up, but he was nowhere to be seen, which disappointed me greatly. I asked Wes if he’d seen him, but he hadn’t either. Did he not like us anymore or just not care to associate with us?
One other sight that confused me, was Ethan sitting on one side of Dustin with Dave, Caleb and Chase on the other. Dave and Dustin were laughing a lot, and very handsy with one another, squeezing thighs and whatnot when they were laughing together. Ethan looked a little out of place, and not quite involved in their conversation, but occasionally Dustin tried to reign him in, Ethan looking a little uncomfortable with the situation. If Ethan could just get over his hangups, and just enjoy what he could of Dustin, who he seemed to really care about, he’d be a lot happier, I had to believe. Wes was hanging with Rod, Lonnie, Tyler, and Dylan who seemed to love to torment Lonnie, who seemed to enjoy the attention Dylan gave him for some crazy reason. Tink was hanging with Jeb and Edgar, the three of them having become close intimate friends. They looked so cute together. I could only imagine the heat created from their passionate sleepovers. Throw Dylan in that mix and I was sure they sizzled together. Leo, Allen, OBB, Aiden, Kevin and Calvin were another group seemingly enjoying themselves. I was sure Allen was telling them about he and OBB double penetrating Kevin back in the dorm, to Kevin’s delight. Hell, with Leo’s little dick, if they could figure out a way to do it, you could get three dicks up Kevin’s asshole. That thought made me laugh, but made me think, that if I thought about it, I knew Allen and OBB had to also. I had to chuckle to myself on that thought. Les and Brandon were laughing up a storm with Trevor and Andy, joined by Zach and Brady. I noticed I hadn’t seen Ashton at any of our get togethers, wondering if he’d basically moved on again, falling in love, or in lust, with one of his artists types. Riley was another one I thought we should probably invite to join us sometime, as he’d have a good time with all of us. I had Lucky, Jake, Blake, Kyle and Cam by my side, but in close proximity to Devin, Sandy, Jim, Todd and Chad, who we involved in some of our conversations.
Everyone seemed to get more than their fill of steak and fixings, including Iggy, who was spoiled by almost all of us, sensing the need to give the dog something to make him happy. Kyle said he never wanted to leave our place to return to dry dog food at his. Lucky said it was one of the best steaks he’d ever eaten, even better than anything he’d had a restaurant here in town. I reminded him he needed to have one at our bar sometime, as our chef was fantastic, but Allen was hell on steaks also, the one thing his cook taught him how to grill. Lucky said we were very fortunate to eat as well as we did. I told him he was welcome to join us anytime. He said that was extremely thoughtful of us, but he didn’t want to take advantage of our hospitality. I told him to take advantage of our friendship which went along with our hospitality. He smiled and shook his head.
We all helped clean up, which happened rather rapidly, with as many hands that were involved. Allen told me, as much as he enjoyed my hands all over his body and junk while washing the dishes, we’d leave them for later, as he was anxious to see Kevin and Calvin give us wrestling lessons in the nude. Can’t say that I wasn’t just as much excited about that myself, wondering how our straight friends would react to that type of carrying on.
Zach said he and Brady set up the mats in the unfinished game room downstairs, so we’d have to go downstairs to see the demonstration. We all headed that way to see just how this was going to take place. Kevin gave us a thumbnail history of wresting, telling us in ancient times it was done in the nude. Appendages sometimes got in the way, and got pulled, groped, squeezed and even bitten as the opponents battled their way to pin the other. He said, for safety reasons, he and Calvin would not get that wild, but we could see for ourselves how this might have been a little different than collegiate competition.
“Just so you know and don’t get grossed out or anything, this mainly for our straight friends here, it’s not unusual to get an erection while wrestling. Afterall, it’s full body contact in some of the most intimate embraces, with little of your genitals concealed when wearing a singlet, not to mention what it’s like wrestling naked. In other words, it’s to be expected, but don’t get crazy if it does, it’s totally normal, not that the two of us are going to fuck or anything in front of you guys. We’ll wait until we go to bed tonight together to do that,” he said, getting some laughs. “I just wanted to warn you, so you don’t get all crazy if you see some boners whipping around and grabbed hold of. Remember this is ancient wresting we’re demonstrating here tonight,” Kevin explained. We were all anxious to see the show these two could put on, as their wresting skit they did on Wednesdays and Saturday nights were hot enough with thongs. Now we’d get to see boners and balls whipping around. This had to be good. Cam was right beside me, keeping close, not sure what to expect. Lucky was right behind me, the rest of us encircling the mats.
Kevin and Calvin stood in the middle of the mats and stripped off their briefs, getting some ooo’s and ahh’s from some of our guys, egging them on like their fans on Gay Night. Both of them threw their briefs to side. Trevor managed to catch them and sniff both pairs, freaking out some of our straight friends, but exciting our gay friends. Calvin and Kevin both took a bow, then shook their weenies at us, making us laugh again. Standing, facing one another, their arms were locked on their shoulders, demonstrating a takedown move. The first part of the demonstration, they showed us different moves, explaining how to use them and when. They told us what was offensive and what was defensive. They showed us, when you got in different positions, how you got out of them, or didn’t, depending on your opponent and the situation you were in. Actually, it was quite interesting. Lucky said he used to do some wresting in high school and won a lot of matches. He said it was a great sport, one that he really enjoyed, and was half decent at. I asked him if he ever got a boner wresting in a match. He said he pled the fifth, with a big grin, which indicated to me he definitely had. He then said there were some embarrassing moments in that sport for sure.
Kevin and Calvin looked hot, with their strong muscled chests, hairy legs, with their balls and dicks hanging out below patches of dense pubes. The sight of them naked was enough to give most of us some feelings of enlargement below our waists. I wasn’t sure about our straight friends, but the rest of us could certainly sense it. I noticed Cam put his hands in front of his crotch, obviously trying to hide a growing erection. Made me think there was hope he wasn’t too far away from wanting to become part of us all the way.
After the demonstration, which created some sweat on both boys, they said they were going to wrestle each other competitively now, trying to pin the other. They started off in a standing position, each trying to take the other down. I had to admit, it was quite intense, each throwing the other around, sweat flying off them, dicks and balls everywhere. Kevin managed to get Calvin in a headlock, Kevin’s balls in Calvin’s face. Calvin did something to get himself out of it, almost flipping Kevin over, his legs spread apart trying to stop the move giving us an intimate look at his hairy asshole, taint and bottom of his large ball sack. It was fucking hot, to say the least. The more they wrestled, their cocks began to enlarge, until both boys had raging boners. Some of our guys rooted for Calvin and some rooted for Kevin. The two were fairly evenly matched, both being aggressive in trying to pin the other. At one point, they were almost wrapped around each other like a big pretzel, getting sweaty cocks and balls in each other’s faces. None of that seemed to bother them. They did grab each other’s boners at different times to try to maneuver each other around, our guys cheering them on, telling them to grab dicks and balls for leverage. While it was humorous, it was also very sexy to watch these naked guys wrestle with hardons. Jake was standing beside me opposite Cam, and I reached over to feel his boner. He looked over at me and smiled, then reached over to feel mine. Lucky was directly behind me. I wanted to back into his in the worst way. I knew he had to be hard, but didn’t dare turn around and look, for fear of embarrassing him.
Kevin and Calvin were at a point where they each had a grip on the other’s cock, Kevin calling it a draw, since they both had control of one another at the same time. They held up their hands together, as would a referee when there was a victory. They were both declaring their match as a draw, their hands together in the air, their cocks sticking straight out in front of them, hard as hell. Kevin shook some beads of sweat off his dick, Trevor yelling at him not to waste it, he’d lick it off for them. Kevin and Calvin laughed.
“Anyone else want to pair up with someone and try it?” Kevin asked, as he searched for his briefs. There was kind of a lull, with different guys not sure they wanted to put on a show quite like our two wrestlers. Kevin said he’d officiate if anyone wanted to challenge one another.
“Todd. You and me, bro. Come on now, lets mess it up to see who can beat the other. I’ve always wanted to take you on,” Sandy said boisterously, shocking some of us.
“Seriously?” Todd asked, almost shocked Sandy wanted to challenge him. “Why me?” Todd asked, with a huge smile.
“Hey, we both have the largest cocks in the room, so the least we can do is put on a show for these guys,” Sandy replied, not waiting for Todd to figure it out or decline, as he stepped onto the mat and stripped off his briefs, tossing them to Trevor, telling him to smell those puppies. Trevor was delighted to cover his face with Sandy’s undies and take deep breaths to breathe in Sandy’s musky smell. We all laughed, most of us secretly wishing we had caught those briefs. Todd shook his head, then reluctantly walked onto the mat. He stripped off his briefs and tossed them to Chad, who was laughing. Todd said he was embarrassed, but couldn’t let a challenge go, especially from a subcontractor. Cheers went up all around for the two. “Hey, if I win, you have to kiss my ass, Todd,” Sandy told him, excitedly.
“Well, we’ll just have to see about that. I’m going to make you lick the sweat off my balls, Sandy. Hope you like my ball sweat,” Todd warned him, both moving around the mat, looking for a vulnerable opportunity to take down the other. Kevin was there with them. Then Todd lunged at Sandy, who was ready for him. The two struggled to take each other down, with arms and legs moving trying to push each other one way, then the other, feet trying for leverage and to trip the other person to take them to the mat. Not sure who got the best of whom, but the two ended up down on the mat, with legs trying to wrap around the other. Their large cocks and balls swinging around everywhere. All of us were intent, moving one way and then the other, as if we had any way to move at all, kind of like you do watching a wrestling match, as if you had any influence in making a move.
“Damn, those boys do have some large cocks,” Lucky said to me, as he stood closely behind me, probably using me to shield his boner. “Some guys are really larger than others,” he added, as if he was impressed. I told him both of them had some nice meat, and I was sure they knew how to use them. Lucky didn’t know what to say in response to that. Sandy got his face wiped with Todd’s now sweaty balls, and Todd almost got his nose up Sandy’s hairy ass crack, the fans going wild, as we cheered them on and threw out instructions, as if they were paying any attention to what we were telling them to do. It was crazy. Todd got Sandy’s arms pinned down with his knees, his hard cock almost in Sandy’s face, his balls on Sandy’s neck. Sandy whipped his legs up and bucked himself, then flipped Todd over on his side, then laid over the top of him, his junk almost pressed against Todd’s face now. Todd grabbed Sandy’s thigh and tried to flip him over, exposing Sandy’s hairy virgin asshole, the likes of which almost made me cum. Damn this was almost too hot to watch. I looked over at Wes who seemed to have some stiffness in his crotch. Then there was Lonnie, Tyler and Rod, who seemed to have sympathy boners going on for the two rugged hairy chested guys with big hard dicks wrestling one another. Neither one of them could pin the other, so Kevin finally called it a draw, after separating them a couple of times, when they both had each other’s boners in their hands. Kevin pulled Todd and Sandy to their feet, then held each of their arms in the air, as if to call it a draw. Our guys went wild with cheers. Sandy and Todd took a bow.
“You have to kiss my ass, since it was a draw,” Sandy told Todd, who shook his head in disbelief, then bent over, put his hands on Sandy’s sweaty bare ass and gave it a giant long kiss, all our guys laughing and going crazy.
“Okay, buddy, now you have to lick my sweaty balls since it was a draw,” Todd told Sandy. Sandy looked at all of us, as if to ask us to tell Todd no fucking way. We all yelled for Sandy to go for it, to lick those sweaty balls. Sandy shook his head, but bent down, grabbed Todd’s hardon, pushed it flat against Todd’s sweaty hairy treasure trail, then ran his tongue from one side of Todd’s big balls, down under then and up the other side. We all went wild cheering him on, then laughed hellaciously. It was crazy to say the least. The two gave each other a naked hug, gyrating their junk up against each other, then put their briefs back on, and grabbed another beer.
“Okay, anyone else think they can take down an opponent?” Kevin asked, looking for two new opponents. I turned around to Lucky.
“Hey, Lucky, you said you did some wrestling in high school. You want to take on any of these guys?” I asked him. He shook his head.
“Not me. I’d end up getting fucked, not being able to win. I think I’ll keep my asshole in tact for now,” he chided, as he shook his head ‘no’. I told him I wouldn’t mind seeming him naked out there. He said he bet I wouldn’t, chuckling.
“Dylan!” Lonnie screamed. “Let’s you and I get it on,” Lonnie yelled to Dylan, who looked at him like he was crazy.
“What the fuck, Lonnie? You nuts?” Dylan asked. Lonnie was smiling all over, having had several beers already, and feeling invincible.
“Come on. I want to take you down, bro,” Lonnie told Dylan, who was still perplexed by what the hell Lonnie was doing.
“Dude, you’re bigger than me and were a damn football player. That’d be like David and Goliath. You have twice the strength as me,” Dylan told him.
“Hey, I’ll go easy on you, but if I win, you have to lick my balls for sure this time,” Lonnie challenged. Dylan shook his head in disbelief. “Come on, it’ll be fun. I’ve seen your crazy dick before and your low hangers. It’s no big deal. We’ll wrestle like men, naked wrestle, until I take you down,” Lonnie challenged.
“Well, then if I win, you have to suck my cock?” Dylan challenged, somewhat shocking Lonnie, but Lonnie was not willing to back down, confident he was going to take Dylan down. “You have to suck it for an entire minute to be even,” Dylan added, thinking that would fix Lonnie.
“I guess that’s fair enough, not that I’d ever want a dick in my mouth, but I don’t see that happening. I see getting my balls bathed with your tongue, is what I see,” Lonnie chided. Dylan shook his head. The two of them walked out onto the mat, then slipped off their undies, Dylan’s baggy boxers and Lonnie’s tight form fitting, ‘show ‘em what you got’ trunks. Tink grabbed them both, eager to get Lonnie’s briefs, and always happy to get Dylan’s, even though he couldn’t show how excited he was. Jeb and Edgar were there beside Tink, eager to watch their lover out there with a straight naked boy with a big dick.
Dylan and Lonnie squared off together, prancing around, sizing one another up. Rod had come over to join me, telling me he hoped Dylan could take Lonnie down and put him in his place, not that he wanted to see Lonnie have a dick in his mouth, but that he’d just like to see Dylan win. I had to laugh.
“Todd and Sandy get you a little excited between your legs, did they?” I teased Rod. Rod, chuckled.
“Don’t know why, but there is something about naked wrestling that gets your juices going for some unknown reason,” Rod replied, shaking his head, watching Dylan and Lonnie square off, still sizing each other up. “Must be the testosterone involved in all of this, all of us appreciating our manhood, is all I can say,” Rod added. “Damn Dylan has a thin cock and balls he could drag on the floor if he’s not careful,” Rod replied, making me laugh. Jake laughed too, as did Cam.
“I’ve never seen balls quite like Dylan’s before,” Cam commented. “But then I’ve hardly ever seen any guys naked before. I guess we’re all different,” Cam added. I patted him on his ass, and to told that was an understatement. Cam noticed Dylan was uncut, saying he’d never seen that before. I told him I’d get Dylan to show him his uncut cock sometime, and show how different it was from ours, unless his was uncut also. Cam told me that his was like Todd and Sandy’s, nowhere near that large, but looked a lot alike. I had to chuckle. I told him we’d have to check that out sometime. He kind of chuckled, as if he wasn’t sure what to think about that. I patted his ass one more time, getting another smile out of him.
Dylan and Lonnie were finally down on the mat, Lonnie desperately trying to control Dylan, only Dylan was extremely fast, scrambling better than Lonnie. Lonnie was not as flexible. Whenever Lonnie thought he had Dylan, Dylan would scramble, squirm and maneuver out of his holds. Lonnie got his face washed with Dylan’s balls on a couple of his maneuvers, Lonnie spitting and wiping his face, telling all of us that was gross. We all had a good laugh at the treatment Dylan was able to give Lonnie, somewhat driving Lonnie crazy. Both their cocks were now hard, surprising me that Lonnie’s was hard. Tink yelled at Lonnie he was just trying to show off to try to prove to Todd and Sandy he was large as they were, when he wasn’t. Lonnie just shot Tink the finger. Rod laughed. At one point, Dylan had his hairy, sweaty pit over Lonnie’s nose, Lonnie complaining Dylan was smothering him in sweat smell. I thought Dylan was going to crack up. Lonnie went to flip Dylan over on his back but Dylan out maneuvered him, causing Lonnie to end up on his back, with Dylan flopping over Lonnie, trying to pin him, which he almost did. Lonnie grabbed Dylan’s hardon and tried to whip him around. “Like the feel of that did you, Lonnie?” Dylan teased, getting smirks and cussing from Lonnie. “You’re going to love it in your mouth when I pin your ass,” Dylan teased, getting cheers from all of us. Whenever Lonnie thought he had Dylan where he wanted him, Dylan always scrambled to get free. Both were sweaty and hard, which made it more difficult to hold onto one another to flip each other around. Kevin was laughing at the two, when he inspected holds they had at times, before they busted out of them. Lonnie got his face swiped several times with Dylan’s balls which were flopping everywhere. It almost seemed painful to me the way they were flopping all over the place. I had to admit, Lonnie’s boner was extremely impressive. He was one hell of a hot looking guy, and his big dick only made him look better. I was sure it was all Dylan could do to keep from impaling his ass on that big rod of Lonnie’s, knowing how much Dylan liked big cocks up his ass. Lonnie got his legs wrapped around Dylan’s waist, then pulled him on top of him, in a maneuver he hoped to hug him up against him, then flip them over onto Dylan’s back and pin him, but as Lonnie pulled him up over his body, Dylan’s cock stuck Lonnie in his asshole. No penetration took place, but the feel of Dylan’s hard penis head up against Lonnie’s asshole freaked Lonnie out, which caused him to let go of Dylan, allowing Dylan to escape. The crowd went wild. Lonnie kept saying ‘son of a bitch, you almost fucked me’. Dylan was all smiles.
“That will teach you to fuck with me,” Dylan told him. Lonnie shook his head in disbelief, but was smiling, as they squared off again. Lonnie got real aggressive this time, thinking if he kept moving him all the way through, not letting up on Dylan, he could pin him this time. He wrapped his legs around Dylan’s neck, but Dylan swiped Lonnie’s balls with his tongue, which unnerved Lonnie for a second, causing him to lodge a foul with Kevin, although Kevin told him a tongue across someone’s balls was not a foul, and he should just enjoy it. The two really scrambled, Lonnie determined to get this much smaller, scrawnier guy pinned to save his mancard. Dylan actually maneuvered Lonnie into a headlock, Lonnie trying Dylan’s trick and licking his balls, but to no avail as Dylan told him it was about time he did something sexy with him, then flipping around so Dylan’s hairy asshole was almost on Lonnie’s chin. Lonnie was beside himself now. Lonnie flipped Dylan over on his back, then fell on him, Lonnie’s thighs on Dylan’s shoulders, which looked like he had a pin that Dylan couldn’t escape from this time. Dylan licked his finger then shoved it up Lonnie’s hairy asshole, causing Lonnie to flip off Dylan like crazy, over on his back, then Dylan falling on Lonnie’s shoulders, Kevin pounding the mat with his hand, signifying Dylan won the match. The guys all went wild. Cheers were all around.
“Wait a minute. I think I’ve been violated,” Lonnie complained. “Dylan fingered my ass. That can’t be fair,” Lonnie complained. We were all laughing hysterically, even Rod.
“It’s a wonder he didn’t make Lonnie cum, like you did when you stuck your finger up our asses that one time we were making that damn gay porno,” Rod chided. I pointed to the mat where there was some white liquidy substance on the mat. Dylan walked over and scooped some of it up. Sure enough, Lonnie had ejaculated some semen. Dylan did make him cum. Dylan tasted some of it, almost making Lonnie puke, then Dylan tried to feed some of it to Lonnie who was trying to fight him off.
“Not bad stuff for a straight guy, Lonnie,” Dylan chided. We were all cracking up. Lonnie was practically beside himself. “Now, I need that blow job you promised me,” Dylan told him, getting a lot of oooo’s from our crowd of horny guys. Lonnie looked sick.
“You stick your finger up my ass and make me cum, then you want me to suck your cock on top of that?” Lonnie asked, totally concerned. Dylan was all smiles.
“You got to cum. Now it’s my turn,” Dylan chided, grinning like a Cheshire cat. We were all laughing hysterically, even Lucky.
“I think this Lonnie guy underestimated your Dylan, Josh,” Lucky told me. I told him Lonnie never seemed to learn that Dylan could always get the best of him. Lucky said he’d never challenge the boy. I told him that was probably a good thing.
“Down on your knees, gay boy,” Dylan ordered Lonnie. Lonnie shook his head, hesitated just a bit, then sunk to his knees, some semen still seeping from his spent cock, Dylan smiling all the while. “Now when sucking a guy’s cock, Lonnie, you need to watch the teeth. No scraping my dick. Nice gentle sucking action. Oh, and I promise not to cum in your mouth. At least I’ll try not to,” Dylan chided, giving Lonnie a look of horror on his face.
“Muther Fucker, we all know that’s the biggest lie ever. Used it a time of two myself. You better not cum in my mouth. This is totally humiliating as it is. Damn, I should have had you. You win our bets every time. It’s not fair.
“Hey, I didn’t challenge you to a wrestling match. That was all your idea, big dick. It wasn’t mine. You lost, so it’s time to pay up,” Dylan said, looking down on him smiling. “Let’s see how good a job you do. I might be able to recommend you to some of the other guys around here,” Dylan chided. Poor Lonnie looked terribly distraught. “Be a good little bitch, and grab my cock nice and proper, then suck it nice and good.”
Lonnie fisted Dylan’s cock which was mostly limp by now. He looked it over rather carefully, not sure he could force himself to put it in his mouth. “Go ahead and suck it, Lonnie. It’s not going to suck itself. I’m horny at the moment, and need some tender loving care, so put those smooth lips of yours on that dick and suck it,” Dylan added. Lonnie shook his head back and forth, as he held Dylan’s stiffening cock in his hands. He opened his mouth, but just couldn’t put it in his mouth. Dylan inched his cock towards Lonnie. Everyone was cheering, ‘Go, Go, Go’, encouraging Lonnie. Just as he was about to put Dylan’s cock in his mouth, Dylan surprised us all, and abruptly pulled back. “Lonnie, you don’t have to do this. I wouldn’t make anyone suck my cock that didn’t want to suck it. I can’t make you do this. I just wanted to see how far you’d go. You’re a great sport, and you would have done it, but you don’t have to,” Dylan told him. Lonnie looked totally relieved, as the rest of us were disappointed as hell, whining like crazy. Lonnie was still on his knees. He looked at Tink and told him to time him at one minute, then in a split second had his lips wrapped around Dylan’s cock, making the most horrible face a guy could make, as if he was eating something horrible. Suck he did. Dylan was smiling, as the rest of us cheered. Dylan was good and hard, acting like he was about to cum, which made Lonnie grimace all the more, expecting a flood of Dylan’s cum anytime in his mouth. While Dylan acted like he was going to ejaculate, he didn’t, and time finally ran out. Lonnie was terribly relieved. Dylan pulled Lonnie to his feet, Lonnie’s cock ironically getting hard again while he was sucking Dylan, with a little string of semen still hanging from his piss slit. Lonnie looked around for something to wipe it off with, not wanting to touch his own cum with his own hand. Dylan bent over and sucked his cock clean, as the crowd cheered, Lonnie making another grimacing face. Then Dylan kissed Lonnie on the mouth, with Lonnie quickly backing off, wiping his lips and spitting into the air. We all laughed hysterically.
“What do you want to challenge me with next, Lonnie?” Dylan asked smiling. Lonnie shook his head at Dylan. “One of these days I just might get to fuck that hot ass of yours if we keep this up,” Dylan chided. Lonnie shook his head, a beaten man.
Tink brought Lonnie’s briefs and handed them to him. Lonnie grabbed them out of his hand, and put them on quickly. Tink gave Dylan’s his boxers also, and gave him a bro hug. We all were still chuckling.
“I should know better than to challenge you in anything now,” Lonnie said, smiling at Dylan.
“Yeh, and how’d my dick taste, Lonnie, my friend?” Dylan asked. Lonnie looked at him and smiled.
“Actually, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be. I’ll have to rise my mouth out about a hundred times with mouthwash, and maybe see a therapist, but I think I’ll survive,” Lonnie replied. Dylan gave him a side hug, chuckling.
“Actually, you didn’t do a bad job. We need to work on your skills some, but in time, with enough practice, you could be a half-decent cocksucker, just so you know,” Dylan chided. Lonnie gave him the weirdest look.
“You know, as much as I didn’t think I liked being around gay guys and thought what they did was horrible, I really like you, Dylan. I guess we’re closer friends than I’ve ever dreamed, because we’ve sucked each other’s cocks now, not that I would want that to ever get out and Ginny, Mary Ann or Sue to find out, as that would just be horrible. But, I guess it brought us closer together in a way. All in all, it wasn’t that bad, my friend,” Lonnie replied, then hugged Dylan, surprising us all. Dylan told Lonnie he was alright.
and roll on spring break and what happens.
and to see some more of Gabe (no pun intended, at least not yet)
More showers, Trev! 
, we kinda knew/hoped/expected it will happen or am I the only one who thinks Josh attracts so many peolpe in need to learn about love making and he could probably give classes on "how to make wonderful love - from beginner to expert in less than you can imagine"? 
