What Happens in Vegas...
By Bacteriaburger

“Vegas, baby!” McConnell yelled as we headed down the street. It was the last night of our spring break adventure, and we were still ahead, money wise. Earlier that night we’d managed to find the casino with the youngest crowd and the strongest drinks, so we were in a great mood and feeling no pain as we strode back to the hotel.

The trip had been a spur-of-the-moment thing for me and my best friend Teddy, an escape after being cooped up all winter at college. At the last minute I asked McConnell to come along. He was an older friend of ours, and though we weren’t really close, Teddy and I both liked him. He was chill and easygoing; a tall, blond, strapping guy who attracted attention wherever he went.

In retrospect, I think I invited McConnell along as protection. People say I’m attractive – I’ve got sandy brown hair and I work out to keep my body tight. But Teddy was something special - a lacrosse player with a killer body, short dark hair and blue eyes. Ever since I realized I was bisexual, he’d become my ultimate fantasy. I wasn’t sure that I could handle being alone in a hotel room with him. After all, you know what they say about Vegas.

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We rolled into our hotel room and Teddy cracked open the champagne we’d brought for the occasion. Then we spread ourselves around the living room area and toasted our success.

“It’s too bad we don’t have any ladies here to help us celebrate,” McConnell said, lying back on the couch. “Wish I had someone here to take care of my dick, you know?”

I laughed nervously, but Teddy had a suggestion.

“Let’s order some porn off the TV,” he said, pouring himself another glass of champagne. “At least we can get ourselves off, right?”

“That’s a fine idea, friend,” McConnell said. He picked up the phone and ordered us a porno. Teddy gave me a mischievous look and I smiled back. We’d never done anything like this before, but Vegas had made us all a little uninhibited.

A few minutes later “Anal Cheerleader Gangbang” was playing on the tube and we were on our second bottle of champagne.

“Damn...this is some good stuff,” McConnell said, his hand lightly grazing the growing bulge in his jeans. I could tell that Teddy was feeling it too by the way he shifted in his seat. The sexual tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

“I don’t know about you guys,” McConnell finally said, “but I could sure use some release, if you know what I mean. You guys mind?” He started unbuttoning his jeans.

“No, man,” Teddy said nonchalantly. “Go right ahead.” McConnell reached his hand into his briefs and pulled out the biggest, thickest dick I’d ever seen in my life.

“Wow,” Teddy said, blatantly checking out McConnell, who just smiled back at him.

“Big, huh?” he said, holding it for us to see. He hefted out his hairless balls and stroked his dick’s towering length.

“Holy shit,” Teddy said. We shared a look of amazement before turning back to McConnell’s huge cock – it was hypnotic.

“Why don’t you fellas join me?” McConnell said, lifting up his legs and slipping off his jeans and underwear. When I