Private fitting in Provincetown

Richie was in shock, excited but totally surprised.

He was confident in a lot of ways, got plenty of attention, but this was next level. He wanted to take the hot boy up on his offer but was nervous to do so in public, especially with his friends around.

He finished his drink and set out to find his friends. One of them had already left and the other two were pretty waisted, they barely noticed he had been gone for so long or even returned.

A few minutes went by as Richie built up a fresh coating of perspiration dancing next to his friends. He kept catching glimpses of Kevin maneuvering through the dance floor and feeling bold, decided to take him up on his offer.

He went to the bar, ordered two shots, and brought them to where Kevin was gyrating alone in the crowd. Richie held out a plastic shot glass when he caught his attention. He stopped dancing and gave him a big smile before they both tossed back the fiery liquid.

Kevin's lips were on Richie's as soon as they both swallowed and pressed his sweaty, furry body against his. Richie's hands found Kevin's tight waist and pulled him closer as their tongues battled.

Feeling loose from the drinks and overly excited from the attention and body contact from Kevin, Richie slipped his hands down to explore his thick, perky cheeks. His fingers worked towards the center and slipped inside the surprisingly smooth, sweaty crack and teased the tight hole.

"I wax my crack," Kevin explained as if he could read his mind.

Kevin returned his lips to Richie's before he moved down to suck on his neck. Richie looked around as he enjoyed the feeling of the mouth trailing lower, over his shoulder then into his armpit. All of the other attendees weren't paying them any attention, all of them up to their own fun in the dimly lit club.

Kevin had moved down even further and was now licking the straining pouch of Richie's damp jock. He sees his remaining two friends across the dance floor and the slightly more alert one makes eye contact. He made a drunken gesture which indicated the two of them were leaving and was completely oblivious that someone was sucking the steadily leaking precum from Richie's swollen head through thin fabric.

Relieved that they were leaving him behind, Richie got bolder and slipped his hand between Kevin's face and his thigh to free his rock hard dick out the side. The man in front of him took the hint and eagerly sucked the length into his mouth. Richie was more turned on than he had ever been as he felt the warm, wet mouth expertly work his cock.

If a drunken dancer hadn't bumped into Kevin's crouching body, almost knocking him over, Richie would have come in the next minute or so. He helped Kevin to his feet and pulled him in for another sloppy kiss. Their tongues wrestled as Richie's fingers found their way back to Kevin's crack and worked one halfway into his tight, wet pucker with his dripping hard-on still free. The hole was so warm, soft, and tight around his finger and was continuously clenching and relaxing, pulling it further inside as Kevin's arms squeezed around Richie's slick torso.

Richie couldn't believe what was happening but was enjoying every second of it. He wanted to fuck this man desperately.

"Come on," Kevin shouted over the loud music as he reached down to put Richie's cock away.

He put a hand behind him over Richie's and lead him to the back of the club with his finger still deep inside. On the way to a dark corner, he noticed Kevin grab something from a bowl on a table and slip it into his waistband.

When they reached the back wall Kevin pushed Richie against it. The unexpected force made his finger dig deeper and pulled Kevin's body against him which caused them both to grunt and then giggle.

Richie's finger slipped from Kevin's ass as he squatted down until he was face to face with the tented jockstrap and yanked it down. He watched from above as his cock disappeared between the thick pink lips below him and saw Kevin fumbling with something in his hands before he reached back. The warm mouth was replaced by a wet, gooey hand as Kevin looked up with a lustful grin.

"Lube," Richie gasped in realization as he shuddered from the feeling of cool gel being spread along his shaft.

Kevin stood back up in front of the man he had prepped for fucking and gave him an aggressive kiss as one hand grabbed his neck and the other continued its stroking. He pulled him away from the wall and turned them both so they switched positions. He broke the kiss and faced the wall while arching his back and aiming Richie's lubed head at his entrance.

Richie let the sexy, caged bottom direct him as he stepped closer and felt the incredible sensation of his head slipping past the tight, wet ring which made both of them gasp. Their breathing got deeper as he pushed his hips forward slowly until his chest and crotch were firmly against Kevin's toned back and round ass cheeks.

As he allowed the tight fuck hole to adjust around him, Richie's arms slid around Kevin's trim waist, pressed his lips against his salty neck, and felt his arm reach back to hold onto his head.

"Fuck me stud," Kevin growled in Richie's ear.

Richie eagerly complied and started swaying his hips back and forth while his grip tightened on Kevin's waist. He continued to suck, lick, and bite on his neck as he picked up speed. Both men were grunting and groaning loudly, causing those close by to look over and then stop to watch the live performance.

Lost in their own pleasure they continued to fuck. Both of them got more and more aggressive as sweat started to drip down their bodies and their hips crashed into each other's. Kevin raised both his arms over his head and lifted on his toes which arched his back further. The hairy armpits displayed in front of Richie gave off a strong heady scent and he craned his neck to get his face in the left one and got high off the manly aroma.

"Fuck," Richie growled as he felt his orgasm build.

The excitement that had built up throughout the day, the tug of the cock rings, the heady, natural, manly smelland taste of the man he was fucking, the public display, the people watching, the sound of their slick skin slapping, and the vice-like, velvety grip the wet, warm man pussy had as it worked Richie's shaft were overwhelming.

"Fuck yeah, fuck my hairy cunt," Kevin groaned as his hole milked the intruder pistoning in and out of it, "Fill me up, stud!"

The nasty talk set Richie off and before he could warn Kevin, his cock started to spasm and he felt the first spurt of cum escape his piss slit, buried deep inside.

"Fuck! I'm gonna, I'm..." Richie gasped as he thrust harder.

"Oh yeah, bread me, Daddy!" Kevin practically screamed, cutting him off.

After at least twenty full seconds of unloading blast after blast of hot creamy seed inside Kevin's used cunt, Richie's legs quivered and he collapsed against the hot, panting body beneath him. He tensed when he heard a few people clap but relaxed again when Kevin turned his head back and gave him a wet kiss.

"Sorry," he whispered realizing the whole thing didn't last much more than two minutes.

He started to pull his body away when Kevin grabbed his arms and pulled him back against him.

"Don't be!" he smiled.

He guided his hand into the front of his jockstrap and made intense eye contact. Richie's could feel Kevin's thick cum that saturated the black pouch and coated the acrylic cage and smooth balls inside.

"I came twice," Kevin admitted with a sheepish smile.

His cock jumped at the admission causing Kevin to moan again.

"Fuck," Richie said, astonished as he looked at the amount of spunk covering his hand.

Kevin pulled his hips forward, finally releasing Richie's slightly softer, wet cock from his hole. Richie smiled and licked some of the cum from his hand as he felt the tight pucker clench against his tip just as it slipped free.

Kevin turned around as Richie stepped back and then bent over to clean the sperm-covered cock.

"Fuck, your cum tastes as good as you smell," Kevin said with a big lusty smile as he stood back up, making Richie blush, "Let's get a drink."

"Sure," Richie smiled back as he felt his spent cock being tucked away.

They walk back through the crowd and Kevin waves to the muscle bear bartender and then turns back to Richie.

"That was great! I needed to be filled up," he said, "How do the rings feel?"

"It felt fucking amazing! They were a little tight and..." Richie animatedly admitted before passing as the bartender approaches with two drinks in hand.

"Thanks Tony!" Kevin said and leaned over the bar to give him a kiss on the cheek, "And..."

"And, well, I guess I thought they were supposed to make you last longer," Richie blushed as he took a sip from his plastic cup.

"I mean they can help, but I mean, the whole thing was pretty exciting."

"Yeah," Richie agreed, "I also haven't gotten off in a few days since I'm sharing a room."

"That's why there was so much! It felt like you were literally flooding my guts, I fucking loved it," Kevin said, "Next time I want it on my face!"

Richie just laughed and smiled, excited that there might be a next time then added, "If you'll sit on mine," which made Kevin smile and bounce his thick eyebrows in consent.

"You should take them off," Kevin suggested as his hands reach back into his jock, "They're really not meant for long wear, at least not this one around your big hairy balls."

Richie sighed in relief as the tight ring around his sack slips off and allows them to hang free. He watches as Kevin rolls the band around his middle finger and then sniffs his hand.

“Fuck you smell so good, you should keep wearing that jockstrap and never wash it. Seriously, I love the smell of your sweat, piss, and cum all mixed together."

Kevin’s words made Richie blush and felt his cock start to grow again.

"You stink pretty great yourself," he admitted making the cumfilled man across from him blush that time.

"Should we dance?" Kevin asked.

"I'd love to but I'm pretty beat and my friends are probably wondering where I am," Richie answered honestly.

He definitely wanted to stay and dance with the sexy man he just fucked but the long day at the beach and intense fuck was catching up to him. Plus he didn't want to deal with an inquisition from his friends.

"Gotcha," Kevin said with slight disappointment then he lit up as an idea came to mind and he added, "Why don't you come to the store tomorrow at 10? We don't open till noon and I can give you a private fitting so you can find the perfect cockring for that perfect cock."

"Really? Yeah, I'd love that!" Richie agreed.

"Great, don't be late!" Kevin said before he tossed back his drink and gave the excited man another tongue-filled kiss.

Richie smiled at him as he swayed his hips to the thumping music and backed onto the dance floor holding eye contact before being swallowed by the crowd. 

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