Kyle, Dad and Me

“We’re in,” Mac texted Dean Schmidt from our bed on Monday morning and with that we thought our lives might change forever.  Who knew if Cole would provide amazing training the way that Dean Schmidt suggested.   We were willing to find out and what the heck, we were both young and so if it didn’t work out, well life happens eh?

The Dean responded with a thumbs up.  Mac turned to me and gave me a big sloppy kiss while tugging on my dick.  One tug and I was hard as a rock.   He wiggled on top of me and pushed back and I was in him in one push.  We had fucked the night with my Dads and so his ass was filled with family jizz and so it allowed me to slide right in.   “Fuck, your family is insatiable,” he said while riding me like a cowboy.   He leaned forward while I tweaked his nipples and that drove him crazy.  He rode up and down and I moved my hands to his thighs to push him down harder with each thrust.   He started jerking off his dick which was slick with precum.   “I can’t last too long cause I’m totally horned up,” and with two more deep thrusts, he shot his load over my head and some of his cum landed on my nose.  “Wow, that was intense,” he laughed and he allowed me three more pushes and I shook like a leaf in a hurricane and blew a load.  “FUUUUUCCCKKKKK,” and then he leaned forward and we kissed.   

“Let’s get cleaned up and get off to school,” and with that we jumped out of bed and within 10 minutes we had showered and grabbed protein bars, a coffee in a to go cup and kissed our Dads goodbye.  They were in robes drinking coffee and reading the paper.   “An early morning for you boys,” said Mac's Dad, Ken.   We nodded and then we were running out the door. 

Over the weekend we had talked to our Dads and Pa about being mentored with Cole and they felt that it would be a good opportunity.  We wouldn’t have to do anything we didn’t want to do and hey, maybe they would get a chance to ‘play’ with Cole.   They loved the video that we had taken under the bathroom stall and the Tasmanian devil tattoo.   “Perhaps they would become part of the club too!”   We laughed at that, and asked if they had Brogue shoes.   Of course, Pa had some. 

We agreed to meet with Cole and Dean Schmidt at 3:30 pm.  We showed up at 3:25 and were ready to go.   It was rare for us to be early to anything but we knew that a lot was on the line.   Dean’s office door opened right at 3:30, “Come in gentlemen!”    Cole was standing at the windows and turned to us.   He was dressed in a beautiful blue pinstripe suit with his standard brogues.     

Cole came over to shake our hands and then proceeded with a bit of a speech.  “So you might be wondering what this is all about and the training and so we want to take a moment to share with you.  Please sit.”  We sat down on the couch and the Dean sat behind his desk while Cole walked around.   “This is a very unique opportunity as we only take a few guys into the training.   It is pretty intense and you will be asked to stretch yourself in ways that will challenge you.  If you last the next four months, you will be initiated into the club and your life will be forever changed.”  I kept thinking, what the fuck.  He keeps talking about changing our lives but isn’t getting on with it. 

“Gentlemen, what you will be asked to do involves various sexual acts and you will be introduced to very influential men around the world.  Dean Schmidt and I are part of the club as is professor Dukas.  We support each other in ways to advance each other’s careers as well as find ways to help them fulfill their potential.   The cool thing is that the support your receive and provide to others can be very subtle and yet it can make a lifetime of difference.”  “Ah,” said Mac, “Is that why Dukas didn’t get into trouble when we played that little gag on him with the erection pill?”    Dean nodded and said, “The bottom line is that yes, I helped him out in that sticky situation and truthfully because you two were so bold with your trick, that was a major influence in me talking to Cole about you two.”  

I was just sitting and watching Cole with his hands in his pocket.   I could tell that he was getting boned because it looked like he was stroking his dick with his right hand - the proverbial pocket pool.   “So,” I said, “How does it work?”   Cole grinned and said, “I can tell you are a man of action Benjamin, and so here’s what we want to happen.   First of all we need you to do is go to our barber Moritzio and he will give you a good cut.  It is all covered so you don’t have to pay for it.   On top of that, if Moritzio asks you questions or requests anything you will fully comply with whatever he asks.   Second, you need to ensure that your marks are consistently in the 3.5 to 4.0 range.  If you are having problems with any of your marks, you need to arrange an appointment with Dean and ask for support.  He will find ways to support him.   Third, and I don’t think it is a big problem, we need you to keep up the weight workouts.  We can tell that you are working out well and so we need more of that.  We have a training at the gym, Rusty, and he will tweak your weight program.   Once a month, you will be invited to a social where you will gradually be presented to the other guys in the ‘club'.

Both Mac and I nodded as we sat silently waiting for further instructions.   I was wondering if we would get to see that Tasmanian devil tattoo soon but Cole just stood there oozing manliness and confidence that I couldn’t look at him in the eye for very long.   The silence was weighing heavily and Dean Schmidt finally stood up and said, “Gentlemen, that’s it.  Here is Moritzio’s number and he is expecting you at 4:30.   He is close to campus.”   With that Mac and I stood up a little bit disappointed that we wouldn’t be getting any action with the men.   Ah, delayed gratification would be kind of cool I guess.   We had sex with the Dean a few times but he was so masculine and I now know that I loved masculine men. 

After shaking hands, we left and once outside, Mac said, “That was a real trip.   Sounds a bit mysterious and who knew we’d need haircuts with “Moritzio” air quotes.”   I laughed while Mac called Mr. M and confirmed our hair appointments.   He cut hair from his home Mac found out and we learned he was just two blocks from campus.   We walked over and found that he was in a decent home and his studio was in the garage, which also doubled as a gym.   “Welcome gentlemen,” he said in a loud booming voice.   I’d never been called gentleman so many times in the last two weeks.  Moritzio was a trip.  He was a relatively tall Italian fellow, about 5’10” with solid black hair, a bit wavy, with subtle sideburns and deep brown eyes that pierced into your soul.  His smile displayed a full white set of teeth with a bit of a space between the front top two teeth - just a small gap.  It was sexy.  But, he was solid.   His body was bursting out of his shirt and the biceps were stretching the seams to the limit.   He was wearing a button up shirt and a pair of jeans that hugged his body.  There was a definite bulge in his pants that almost told me his religion.    “I’m so exciting to hear that you might be joining the gang,” and he gave a little wink.   “Fuck, who am I kidding,” and he gave Mac a hug that said I want to touch you all over.   “My turn,” and Moritzio laughed and gave me a full body hug pressing his cock into my manhood.  I was a bit hard from seeing Mac and he hug, and I could feel our manhoods touch between our jeans.  Electricity was all that I could say from our touch. 

“Let’s get you two cut,” and with that Mac was ushered over to the barber shop chair.   “Do I get any say in the cut?” Mac asked and Moritzio chuckled.  “Gentlemen, it is all up to me.   According to Cole, I’m to do the cut that I want and that will be the most fetching,” and with that he whipped the hair cover over Mac and started the cut.  I sat down on one of the work out benches, as he had a fairly full set up in the garage.  “I like to workout between clients because I can often get 10 to 15 minutes between clients and so it keeps me occupied”.   I responded, “Well it is amazing.  Your body is ripped,” and Moritzio said, “and it is all natural.”  

Mac closed his eyes and I could see that Moritzio was working his magic.  The longish hair that Mac had was falling all around and before I knew it, Mac looked like a trendy jock nerd.  How Moritzio did that look was incredible but Mac looked even hotter than when we came in.   I couldn’t believe it.   In less than 15 minutes, Mac was out of the chair and was admiring his new cut, and I could see that his dick was screaming for air as it pushed on his zipper.   Moritzio’s dick looked like it was standing at attention too and I wondered what happened.   I soon found out.  It was my turn and I sat down with my hands gripping the arm rest.  Moritzio placed his bulge on my hand and ever so subtly was rubbing his crotch on my hand.  I could feel his dick and I wanted to reach out and grab it.  On the left hand side of the chair I turned my hand upside down so when Moritzio put his cock near the rest, I could rub my hand up and down.  This seemed to elicit a positive response from Moritzio and I could hear him humming and gently saying, “very nice.”   Mac was doing a few chest presses so he was occupied and didn’t see what Moritzio was doing.   

“So you gentlemen are becoming inducted into the Club?”  I nodded and said, “into something but Cole was very light on details.  He just said our life would change and that we had to do whatever you asked!”   

Moritzio pushed his cock into my hand harder and said, “Trust me, I’m going to give you two something to remember,” and with that, he said, “Ok, your cut is finished.”  I looked in the mirror and was amazed with a few simple cuts here and there, my cut looked like a million bucks.  “You guys will be coming to see me every three weeks for a regular cut.  It is all included as part of the club.  Now, I want to get you two naked,” and I said, “Fuck I thought you’d never ask!”   I was still in the chair and Moritzio leaned over and gave me a big kiss slipping his tongue in my mouth.   We were making out as I unbuttoned Moritzio’s shirt.  I could feel Mac doing something behind Moritzio and soon Moritzio’s pants were down.  He was wearing a jock strap and I reached around his ass and could feel that Mac was rimming him.   “Fuck, this is an ass to be eaten,” Mac said and he dove in.  Mac was spreading Moritzio’s ass apart.  By now, we were almost all completely naked.  I was still seated in the barber’s chair and Moritzio lifted up the arm rests.   Moritzio was now sucking my dick and my legs were completely spread apart.  He spit on my dick as he rubbed one of his calloused hands on my ass.   He spit on his hand and said, “Spread em.”  He inserted his middle finger slowly and started to circle my insides.  It felt incredible and I almost came immediately.   “FUUUCKKKK”, was all I could say and Moritzio lifted his head, smiled at me and said there is more of that.   

Mac was still rimming Moritzio like it was his last meals and I could see he was stroking Moritzio’s dick.   I was waiting to taste Moritzio’s dick!   Man, Moritzio was giving me a grade A blowjob going all the way down on me and then using his right hand to stroke my dick and the left hand was now assaulting my ass with two digits.     I was sliding down the barber’s chair and soon my ass was ready to be invaded by Moritzio.   “Men, it is time to make you real men with my dick,” and he stood up and I saw his uncut mandick - it was sticking straight up and almost reached his belly button.    I had never seen such a massive dick - it was pretty thick too - I could call it a beer can cock - maybe it was more like a wine bottle.   It didn’t matter, he was back with a bottle of Fuck Water and he liberally covered his dick.  “I get tested monthly for all the bugs and I’m clean,” and with that he put his cock head on my dick.   Mac had moved around the chair and we were kissing when Moritzio started to push in.  The searing initial pain was soon replaced by a feeling of wholeness.   “Your ass is mine,” and he pushed in further.   I don’t think I’d ever had such a big dick in my ass and he kept pushing.    “Wow, ah, amazing. . .,” and soon Moritzio was all the way in.   Moritzio’s hands were on my chest tweaking my nippled.   He told Mac to get between us, and Mac stood on the chair.  Mac’s ass was in my face, and I started to taste his ass.  Moritzio was now sucking Mac’s dick and fucking me too.   I was enjoying the assault on my ass and knew I wouldn’t be able to walk for a week!

Mac was skull fucking Moritzio and I could tell he was gently pushing his ass back so I could taste him more deeply.  I moved a hand up and inserted two digits in Mac’s ass.   That pushed him over the edge and I heard, “I’m coming,” and he held Moritzio’s head while he shot his wad.  His ass cheeks clenched on my fingers and I almost lost some feeling as he shot.   Moritzio growled as he swallowed Mac’s load and that somehow gave him additional energy to fuck harder and I could tell he was getting close.  His cock seemed to expand my ass and he started to do circle eights with his dick.  It felt like I had a hoover vacuum in my ass.   Moritzio moved his calloused hands to my dick and was stroking it - he had added some Fuck Water to my dick and I the feeling was mind-blowing.  I don’t know how it happened but Moritzio growled and said, “I’m making babies with you Ben,” and as he shook like an earthquake, my dick exploded and I shot a wad onto my face.   “FUUUCCCCKKKK,” and with that I was covered in cum. 

Mac jumped off the barber chair and Moritzio leaned forward and kissed me.  I tasted Mac’s jizz in Moritzio’s mouth and it felt like home.  Mac moved around behind Moritzio and gave him a big hug and tweaked his nipples.  “Hey, big boy, that was amazing,” and Moritzio turned and kissed Mac.  

“Time to clean up boys,” and with that we trundled to the large washroom which had a shower with four shower heads.  There was room for all of us.  We soaped each other up and then dried off.  We were soon all at full mast again with our dicks but Mac and I had to get going and Moritzio had another appointment.   As we were leaving, Moritzio said that he’d see us in three weeks and we agreed. 

Mac looked very different with his new cut and I looked somewhat spiffy.   We wondered what it would be like next as we prepared to get new clothes.

“That was definitely hot and I hope all our future get togethers are so enticing,” Mac commented as we walked side by side.  I put my arm around him as we walked and said, “I hope so too.”