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Hi everyone, I couldn't sleep last night and started writing this story. I've never really written before, so let me you know if you think it's worth writing any more. I have a second chapter I'm working on.
Chapter 1
I couldn’t believe it. Finally, after having been such close friends for the last 5 years Aaron and I were going on a trip together, just the two of us. Well, not exactly. We would be going together and some other friends would be meeting up with us the next day, but for the first 24 hours I would have him all to myself.
Aaron and I had met in a class when he was a Freshmen and I was a sophomore at Cal State LA. We worked on a project together and became fast friends, but he never had as much time for me as I would have liked. He was a busy guy. Girlfriend(s), frat parties, working two jobs always kept us away from being best friends. But I was ok with that. We would hang out when we could, and we’d talk often. I’d listen to his latest adventures with college girls, and he was always interested in hearing about my blooming career at the LA Times. It had been 2 years since my graduation, but Aaron was still in his last year at Cal State working on his double major.
I have a bad habit of taking weekend trips to Vegas when I’m bored, and Aaron knew he had an open invitation to join me, but with his schedule it never worked out. Until this weekend. I had booked my usual room at Planet Hollywood and was planning to go alone for a weekend of relaxation, gambling, and maybe seeing who I could meet at the club, but Aaron surprised me and said he would be joining me. I was ecstatic. I figured it would give us some real bonding time and a chance to become better friends. That was, until he asked if it was ok for this girl he was talking to and one of our mutual friends, Zack to come up and join us on Saturday. I couldn’t say no, plus I liked Zack (when he didn’t drink too much).
Friday morning, Aaron met me at my house and we got in my BMW for the 4 hour ride up to Vegas. “Nice ride, Jord” he said as we merged onto the Hollywood Freeway. “Thanks, I just picked it up last week” I replied. “Sweet. The Times must be treating you well then?” We continued to make small talk for most of the ride. Aaron dozed off somewhere past Barstow. I let him sleep, so he would be well rested for the rest of our day. We checked in shortly after 1pm. Aaron was impressed at my priority status at the hotel, but I was a little ashamed of it. I knew he didn’t have very much money, and I didn’t want to flaunt my new-found success around. But he was genuinely happy for me. Plus, he knew I would always help him out.
We grabbed a quick lunch and went up to the room to change and go to the pool. The room only had one king size bed. “Oh shit… I asked for two beds” I told Aaron. “No worries man, its big enough for both of us” he said. Yes, I would be sharing a bed with Aaron tonight! Aaron went into the bathroom to put on his board shorts. I had always been curious about what he looked like naked. When he emerged from the bathroom in his black Volcom shorts I was surprised at how good he looked. He was Hispanic and his skin tone looked very rich and tan. He had always been very slim, I was guessing about 140lbs on his 5’10” frame, but his body looked really good today. His abs were becoming well defined, as were his pecs and arms.
“Have you been working out man?” I didn’t want to sound too interested.
“Yeah, well sort of. I’ve been swimming a lot on my free time… not that I have much.” We both chuckled.
As we lay out at the pool I felt slightly embarrassed. I had always been told I was a good looking guy, but everyone around me looked like they were out of an Abercrombie and Fitch magazine. I had a decent body, sure, but nothing like these guys. I let the feeling pass, and enjoyed a couple of beers with Aaron, who ogled the women as usual.
After a few hours in the sun, Aaron was ready for another nap. The poor guy I knew worked two jobs and had been up until 3am the night before. We went up to the room and he immediately knocked out. I took a quick shower and hit the blackjack table.
We met at 8:00pm for dinner. I told Aaron it would be my treat, and we dined at P.F. Chang’s. We had a lovely meal. We discussed politics, work and then finally, relationships. “So Jordan, have you been seeing anyone?” I hesitated. I had been on a few dates with a guy I had been working with, but I didn’t want Aaron to know it was a guy. Afterall, Aaron was my link to all my college friends who didn’t know I was bi… or whatever. I didn’t even want to think about my sexuality. I was 24 and still essentially a virgin. “Uhhh yeah I went on a date with this one uhhhh chick from work”. “Awesome dude! Did you… do the deed?” I laughed and got red immediately. “Not yet, maybe next time I see her” I lied. After dinner, we hit the tables for a couple hours. Aaron watched as I played craps. He was starting to catch on to the game, but couldn’t afford to play. He was happy to watch me enjoy myself. I started to win a little bit of money so I was pressing my bets. The point was on 8, so I threw the stick man in the center a $5 chip for the “hard eight” and the shooter took the dice again. As I was explaining to Aaron that a hard eight meant that I was betting the next 8 that would come up on the dice would be the hard way, 4-4, the crowd around the table cheered as the shooter indeed rolled a hard eight. As they were paying off the bets from both making the point and the hard way the dealer handed me a $1000 chip. “Whats this?” I asked him with shock. “Your hard way money sir, you put $100 on it.” I nearly pissed my pants. I had accidentally thrown them a $100 chip instead of the $5 and with the 10 to 1 payout, I won $1000. Aaron was jumping with joy too. I quickly cashed out and Aaron and I headed to the club.
It was a quiet night at Pure, so we just sat back taking in the scenery and enjoyed several Grey Goose Martinis. I was footing the bill after my win. Aaron danced with a few girls, and I resisted, much to his chagrin. At 2:00am, we were tired and headed back to our hotel. As we got into the room I handed Aaron $400 cash, half of what was left from my profits of the evening. “What’s this?” he exclaimed. “Your half of the profits. You brought the table good luck and you should be rewarded.” I saw a tear in his eye. “I can’t take this Jord. It’s too much.” “Aaron, you can and you will. I want you to have it.” He reached over and gave me a huge hug. I got a little hard in the process but I don’t think he noticed. “Lets get some rest” I suggested.
We both went to the bathroom and then got into the large bed on opposite sides. We both were feeling a little intoxicated, and fell asleep quickly. I woke up around 5:00am and had my arms around Aaron. “Shit!” I thought, and I slowly backed off. I knew he was not interested in cuddling with me. I also had a massive erection at that point, which was not a good thing. Not that my penis was huge, only about 7” but it felt like a 2 by 4 right now! I turned around and faced my butt to him and tried to think un-sexy thoughts so I could get back to sleep. I did doze off again but when I awoke about an hour later, I felt Aaron’s breath in my ear, and noticed that his arms were around me. My dick quickly sprang back up to attention. Was he doing this on purpose or was it just an accident? I slowly backed my bubble butt into him and sure enough, he had a hard on too. It felt so good pressing up to my ass. I rubbed it around a little more. “Mmm” he sighed… I froze. Was he awake? I slowly reached up and stroked his arm that was around me. He didn’t move. He must have still been asleep. I kept backing my ass into him and he kept moaning in his sleep. My ass was very muscular from all years playing soccer in high school and I was able to flex my cheeks. I kept opening them and flexing them around Aaron’s hard cock. I wanted so badly to reach around and grab it but I didn’t dare. If he woke up, I could pass this off as something I was doing in my sleep. His breathing got heavier but I could tell he was still sleeping. Holy shit! He was having a sex dream while I was rubbing his dick with my ass. The thought brought a dribble of pre cum from the tip of my cut dick. I reached forward and slowly jerked myself off while still rubbing Aaron’s cock with my ass cheeks. The whole thing got me so horny I came in no time, and surprisingly, Aaron’s dream must have ended because his breaths got short and then his dick got extremely wet, then went soft. “Wow” I whispered… Aaron just came while grinding on my ass!
To be continued...
Chapter 1
I couldn’t believe it. Finally, after having been such close friends for the last 5 years Aaron and I were going on a trip together, just the two of us. Well, not exactly. We would be going together and some other friends would be meeting up with us the next day, but for the first 24 hours I would have him all to myself.
Aaron and I had met in a class when he was a Freshmen and I was a sophomore at Cal State LA. We worked on a project together and became fast friends, but he never had as much time for me as I would have liked. He was a busy guy. Girlfriend(s), frat parties, working two jobs always kept us away from being best friends. But I was ok with that. We would hang out when we could, and we’d talk often. I’d listen to his latest adventures with college girls, and he was always interested in hearing about my blooming career at the LA Times. It had been 2 years since my graduation, but Aaron was still in his last year at Cal State working on his double major.
I have a bad habit of taking weekend trips to Vegas when I’m bored, and Aaron knew he had an open invitation to join me, but with his schedule it never worked out. Until this weekend. I had booked my usual room at Planet Hollywood and was planning to go alone for a weekend of relaxation, gambling, and maybe seeing who I could meet at the club, but Aaron surprised me and said he would be joining me. I was ecstatic. I figured it would give us some real bonding time and a chance to become better friends. That was, until he asked if it was ok for this girl he was talking to and one of our mutual friends, Zack to come up and join us on Saturday. I couldn’t say no, plus I liked Zack (when he didn’t drink too much).
Friday morning, Aaron met me at my house and we got in my BMW for the 4 hour ride up to Vegas. “Nice ride, Jord” he said as we merged onto the Hollywood Freeway. “Thanks, I just picked it up last week” I replied. “Sweet. The Times must be treating you well then?” We continued to make small talk for most of the ride. Aaron dozed off somewhere past Barstow. I let him sleep, so he would be well rested for the rest of our day. We checked in shortly after 1pm. Aaron was impressed at my priority status at the hotel, but I was a little ashamed of it. I knew he didn’t have very much money, and I didn’t want to flaunt my new-found success around. But he was genuinely happy for me. Plus, he knew I would always help him out.
We grabbed a quick lunch and went up to the room to change and go to the pool. The room only had one king size bed. “Oh shit… I asked for two beds” I told Aaron. “No worries man, its big enough for both of us” he said. Yes, I would be sharing a bed with Aaron tonight! Aaron went into the bathroom to put on his board shorts. I had always been curious about what he looked like naked. When he emerged from the bathroom in his black Volcom shorts I was surprised at how good he looked. He was Hispanic and his skin tone looked very rich and tan. He had always been very slim, I was guessing about 140lbs on his 5’10” frame, but his body looked really good today. His abs were becoming well defined, as were his pecs and arms.
“Have you been working out man?” I didn’t want to sound too interested.
“Yeah, well sort of. I’ve been swimming a lot on my free time… not that I have much.” We both chuckled.
As we lay out at the pool I felt slightly embarrassed. I had always been told I was a good looking guy, but everyone around me looked like they were out of an Abercrombie and Fitch magazine. I had a decent body, sure, but nothing like these guys. I let the feeling pass, and enjoyed a couple of beers with Aaron, who ogled the women as usual.
After a few hours in the sun, Aaron was ready for another nap. The poor guy I knew worked two jobs and had been up until 3am the night before. We went up to the room and he immediately knocked out. I took a quick shower and hit the blackjack table.
We met at 8:00pm for dinner. I told Aaron it would be my treat, and we dined at P.F. Chang’s. We had a lovely meal. We discussed politics, work and then finally, relationships. “So Jordan, have you been seeing anyone?” I hesitated. I had been on a few dates with a guy I had been working with, but I didn’t want Aaron to know it was a guy. Afterall, Aaron was my link to all my college friends who didn’t know I was bi… or whatever. I didn’t even want to think about my sexuality. I was 24 and still essentially a virgin. “Uhhh yeah I went on a date with this one uhhhh chick from work”. “Awesome dude! Did you… do the deed?” I laughed and got red immediately. “Not yet, maybe next time I see her” I lied. After dinner, we hit the tables for a couple hours. Aaron watched as I played craps. He was starting to catch on to the game, but couldn’t afford to play. He was happy to watch me enjoy myself. I started to win a little bit of money so I was pressing my bets. The point was on 8, so I threw the stick man in the center a $5 chip for the “hard eight” and the shooter took the dice again. As I was explaining to Aaron that a hard eight meant that I was betting the next 8 that would come up on the dice would be the hard way, 4-4, the crowd around the table cheered as the shooter indeed rolled a hard eight. As they were paying off the bets from both making the point and the hard way the dealer handed me a $1000 chip. “Whats this?” I asked him with shock. “Your hard way money sir, you put $100 on it.” I nearly pissed my pants. I had accidentally thrown them a $100 chip instead of the $5 and with the 10 to 1 payout, I won $1000. Aaron was jumping with joy too. I quickly cashed out and Aaron and I headed to the club.
It was a quiet night at Pure, so we just sat back taking in the scenery and enjoyed several Grey Goose Martinis. I was footing the bill after my win. Aaron danced with a few girls, and I resisted, much to his chagrin. At 2:00am, we were tired and headed back to our hotel. As we got into the room I handed Aaron $400 cash, half of what was left from my profits of the evening. “What’s this?” he exclaimed. “Your half of the profits. You brought the table good luck and you should be rewarded.” I saw a tear in his eye. “I can’t take this Jord. It’s too much.” “Aaron, you can and you will. I want you to have it.” He reached over and gave me a huge hug. I got a little hard in the process but I don’t think he noticed. “Lets get some rest” I suggested.
We both went to the bathroom and then got into the large bed on opposite sides. We both were feeling a little intoxicated, and fell asleep quickly. I woke up around 5:00am and had my arms around Aaron. “Shit!” I thought, and I slowly backed off. I knew he was not interested in cuddling with me. I also had a massive erection at that point, which was not a good thing. Not that my penis was huge, only about 7” but it felt like a 2 by 4 right now! I turned around and faced my butt to him and tried to think un-sexy thoughts so I could get back to sleep. I did doze off again but when I awoke about an hour later, I felt Aaron’s breath in my ear, and noticed that his arms were around me. My dick quickly sprang back up to attention. Was he doing this on purpose or was it just an accident? I slowly backed my bubble butt into him and sure enough, he had a hard on too. It felt so good pressing up to my ass. I rubbed it around a little more. “Mmm” he sighed… I froze. Was he awake? I slowly reached up and stroked his arm that was around me. He didn’t move. He must have still been asleep. I kept backing my ass into him and he kept moaning in his sleep. My ass was very muscular from all years playing soccer in high school and I was able to flex my cheeks. I kept opening them and flexing them around Aaron’s hard cock. I wanted so badly to reach around and grab it but I didn’t dare. If he woke up, I could pass this off as something I was doing in my sleep. His breathing got heavier but I could tell he was still sleeping. Holy shit! He was having a sex dream while I was rubbing his dick with my ass. The thought brought a dribble of pre cum from the tip of my cut dick. I reached forward and slowly jerked myself off while still rubbing Aaron’s cock with my ass cheeks. The whole thing got me so horny I came in no time, and surprisingly, Aaron’s dream must have ended because his breaths got short and then his dick got extremely wet, then went soft. “Wow” I whispered… Aaron just came while grinding on my ass!
To be continued...
























