too far and “spill the spunk” and spoil the fun for Friday night!”


“Hey, dude…you’re the lawyer – how can you tell us to get our ‘situation’ under control…and at the same breath tell us not to go ‘too far.’ Which is it?”

“Simple – have a good time…a GREAT time even…just don’t suck each other off – gotta save that for the winner’s option on Friday!”

“You bastard, you know that sure as hell doesn’t get the ‘situation’ under control!”

“It doesn’t, does it! Rod and I will have to see if there’s some way we can help! Hey, Randy…put your ring back on so that you guys will be evenly matched!”

Randy snapped his ring on and stood facing Zeb on the mat…loving what he saw, and knowing from what Zeb had said earlier that he was being seriously lusted after himself! Their dicks bobbed and flexed, voluntarily and involuntarily, as they prepared for battle! They locked hands, and were immediately rolling in a tangle of arm, hands, legs, feet, cocks and heads as they each struggled to grasp the other’s ring. Zeb was still wearing his brass ring, so Randy couldn’t get it off, though he did have his hand on it a couple times…and the fierce rubbing together of their young, taut bodies and the repeated grasping and releasing of their genitalia in the “ring quest” quickly worked them into a sexual frenzy. After about ten minutes, Pete called a halt to the match. It was obvious that they were both getting very close to ejaculation. “Enough, guys…save the rest for Friday!”

“Damn, man…just a little more…” Zeb begged. “I need a taste of Randy some kind of bad!”

“Sorry…”

“Yeah…Rod, you said you wanted me to…um, you know, with other guys…and I’d…um, could I?”

“So, you want to get a taste of Zeb?”

“Oh, yeah, man…that would be great! Do you think…?”

“You really want just a taste?”

“Yeah…well, no – but…you know what I mean!”

“Zeb, how about you?”

“Oh, yeah…just a little taste…sort of an appetizer for Friday!”

“Pete…think we can help?”

“Sure…why not! You take Zeb, I’ll take Randy”

Zeb spoke. “What the hell are you guys talkin’ about?”

Pete answered. “Lay on your backs on the mat, and we’ll show you…!”

“You guys are nuts…what the hell are you gonna do?”

“On your backs…!”

Both guys complied. Rod and Pete knelt down beside them, grasped them by the balls, pistol grip, so that both cocks were pointing straight up…and lowered their heads onto the flaming poles! Zeb and Randy groaned in unison as their mentors tongued them quickly to frantic ecstasy. They were both moaning and writhing on the mat in euphoric anticipation!

Randy howled in orgasmic delight. “I’m cummin’…oh, damn…ahhhhhhh!”

“Ohhhhhh, yeah…me too!”

The young men shot their hot loads at the same time. Rod and Pete held the sweet, spent members in their mouths as they waited for them