I was paying so much attention to what I was about to do that I didn’t really notice Russ walking in behind me. He slapped my ass: “It’s almost showtime, girl.” Trust him to do something that both diffused the tension and made it worse. Although his locker was in a more public area in the opposite corner from Jake’s, of course he headed over with me.
We had been through a lot that day, and here was something else new. I would be lying to say I wasn’t worn out, but at the same time I was so happy to have him next to me that I didn’t want to not do or at least say something.
Russ was still wound up from having done the foursome with Shep earlier that day: “I’ll bet Shep’s gonna move on this big time. That was crazy watching his huge cock breed this bitch.”
As Shep finished pissing down my throat, and as Jake, Russell and Travis talked to him about fucking me, Shep almost unsurprisingly started going hard again: “So where does all this cunt playing take place?”
"Your dick in my ass, your dick in my mouth, my tongue in your ass, you biting me, me biting you. It’s all you. I really have no idea how else to explain any of this."
“You can’t really think you didn’t wear me out enough to sleep so long, do you? Damn, man. I’ve never shot so much cum in my life as I have this past week, and especially over the past day and a bit.”
And with all that going on, Shep walked over to the four of us talking, at least curious as to what was going on. That both scared and excited me, since the only person out there with a bigger dick than Jake was Shep, who was also older, as well as more carefree in throwing out jokes in public, so I really had no idea where things might go.
By the time I got back to my office, I had an internal message that the 20,000 had hit, along with a couple of congratulatory messages from my partners, including things like “what a big one to land” and “do everything you can to develop this one, everybody’s already talking.”
Of course my fucking cock was so hard it felt like it was going to burst, but my heart demanded action here, and even calmed me down, just to ask a simple question and figure out what luck might be saying here.
As my relationship with Brent continued to evolve, more and more as Tony got more involved, it also took a bit of a more personal turn as Brent seemed to be carving more and more personal time between me and him once we got back from the camping trip.
As I sucked him, deeper and deeper, Andre kept up the crazy reminiscences: “Too bad Dad isn’t here. He was always proud of how well you sucked cock. But I do want to fuck you.”
My other hand also went into his hair, as I watched how peacefully my bred man was sleeping, and I quietly rolled us on our sides, so I could at least quietly pump in him.
It somehow hadn’t occurred to me that he was so worried whether the morning might have been a fluke. He might have even worried that somehow that was going to be the end.
I closed my eyes and thought of everywhere Jordan had licked me. I even fingered my own ass, and brought the finger up to my nose. I knew that was his cum, as I licked it off.
So the increasingly odd thing was that I was somehow both a top and a bottom here. I knew I had actually anticipated this happening way longer than he had, although I generally knew he was smarter than me. Just not emotionally. I knew I was physically stronger than almost anyone I knew, so of course including Jordan. Just don’t tell my sore ass that.
It was almost like I was a nursing baby as I sucked his cock. As I felt his fingers probe my hole. But although that seemed so peaceful, the descent from the mountains seemed like the most difficult time in my life up until then.
I was almost embarrassed at how horny I was, but then I became aware that all three of his sons were back in the room, making various comments about both me and Grandpa.
I kept wondering if these somehow elevated feelings were going to keep me from going hard, but somehow they kept me from ever going soft. All sorts of things I had seen as almost depraved somehow now seemed elevated.
The roles seemed so confused here. Although he was typically the talker, I was typically the planner. But it was gradually dawning on me that his one year in age really did seem to add way more than that to his maturity over me.
“You are so clueless it’s adorable. Everyone sees you as the one with the big ears and the big heart. But no one knows shit about you. I still wonder if that’s how you lured me.”
I was gradually actually getting used to him. Even out in the sunlight. I had never wanted to admit to myself how nice it was when he touched me. In private was one thing. Behind his bedroom door. Underneath a desk. In an empty locker room. But this was out in the wide, wide open.