Asking Permission

A few weeks passed by. So far, things had been going pretty smoothly for Hutch and Stephen. They had been seeing each other regularly on the downlow. Chris didn’t suspect a thing, but it was tricky for Hutch and Stephen to make plans when Chris and Hutch are always joined at the hip.

It had been a few days since Hutch and Chris hung out. So, as usual, Chris picked up some beer and headed over to Hutch’s off campus condo unannounced. He turned the knob, but the door was locked. He had seen Hutch’s BMW in the parking lot, Chris knew he was home. Hutch never locked the door when he was home. Chris knocked on the door but there was no answer. He tried to look through the side window but didn’t see anything through the frosted glass. He knocked again but harder and louder. Finally, Hutch answered but only opened the door as far as the chain lock would allow. From what Chris could see, Hutch looked disheveled. His hair was messed up and sweaty, his face was flush. He was wearing an inside-out t-shirt and boxer briefs.

“Hey, CHRIS.” Hutch said Chris’s name very loud as he looked over his shoulder back into the condo.

Hutch held up the sixer of beer. “I got beers. Let’s get hammered.”

“Oh, I’m kind of busy,” Hutch said as he looked over his shoulder quickly again and then back to Chris.

Since when was Hutch too busy to hang out, Chris thought to himself. Skeptically, he asked, “Busy? Doing what? Come on, dude, open up.”

“I just can’t right now. Maybe I can come over to your place later?”

Chris looked at him with a growing smile. “Dude, do you have a chic in there?”

“No,” Hutch answered too quickly. He should have said yes.

“Oh. Wait, you’ve got a guy in there,” Chris teased.

Hutch didn’t confirm anything but said, “Dude, I’ll come over later, ok?”

Chris grinned. “Far be it from me to cock block my best buddy. Have fun and text me before you leave.”

“No problem,” Hutch said with a smile and then closed the door.

Hutch closed the door, locked it, and went into his bedroom.

“Is he gone?” Stephen asked coming out of Hutch’s bathroom where he was hiding out when he heard it was Chris at the door. He was only wearing a pair of boxer briefs on his tight, muscular body.

“Yeah. He just wanted to hang out,” Hutch said as he walked over to Stephen, put his hands on the kid’s shoulders and pulled him in for a kiss.

“Dude, he’s gonna find out,” Stephen said resting his head against Hutch’s muscular chest.

“I know. We just have to be careful. I promise we’ll tell him soon,” Hutch said and then kissed the top of Stephen’s head.

Stephen took Hutch’s hand and led him over to the bed, lay back and pulled Hutch down on top of him. Hutch smothered the boy with his bigger body, making out with him.

“Now, where were we?” Stephen asked with a grin.

Hutch lifted himself up on his hands, hovering over his boyfriend. “I believe I was about to sit on your big cock.”

“Oh yeah,” Stephen said sarcastically. “That’s right. I remember now. You said you wanted my high school cock inside you.”

“And you said you wanted to breed my college boy ass.”

“Ah, yes. Get those sexy briefs off and have a seat, big guy.”

“I don’t have to be told twice.”

In a blur, Hutch took off his briefs while Stephen slid off his. Hutch scrambled back on the bed, straddled Stephens waist, reached behind and held up the kid’s thick cock and slowly lowered himself down onto it. As it entered the first ring, Hutch scrunched up his face, his eyes squeezed shut, teeth clenched as he got past the pain. He breathed in and out in a hissing sound as he lowered more of himself down.

“That’s it, big guy,” Stephen said, his hands on Hutch’s waist. “You got this, dude.”

The cock broke through into Hutch’s tunnel and he threw his head back and let out a loud “Ahhhhhhhhh.”

“Fuck yeah, Hutch!” Stephen called out.

“Fuuuuuuck, Stevie,” Hutch moaned out using his nickname for Stephen. “You feel so fucking good inside me.”

“I know, Hutch. Love your big fucking body sitting on my cock. All this fucking muscle!” Stephen growled, reaching up and slapping his hands against Hutch’s meaty pecs. Seeing the muscular behemoth, his giant quads flexing, the striations popping out, his ripped biceps, vascular forearms, pillow-like chest, and carved abs, enjoying the 17-year-old’s cock in his ass so much made Stephen twice as hard. He never would have guessed the tall, ruggedly handsome college jock would crave cock in his ass so much, let alone from a kid half his size and still in high school. But Stephen was more than ok with it. He never pictured himself as a bottom, always a top.

Hutch swiveled his ass around on the cock, getting his hole used to it. “Fuck, yeah, kid. Fuck your man’s ass.”

Stephen lifted his ass up off the bed and speared deeper into the tall butch Adonis. Hutch gasped and then grinned down at him. He loved it when little Stephen took control and showed the bigger man that a high school kid half his size could own him.

Stephen fucked the older guy, bouncing him up and down on his cock. He loved watching the college man’s pecs bouncing up and down with each jolt up and down of his body. Hutch’s face was showing complete ecstasy, a permanent grin on his face.

“You like that, big guy? You like my boy cock in your ass?” Stephen growled.

Hutch reached out and grabbed onto the top of the headboard and continued to aggressively ride the boy’s cock hard and rough. He looked down at Stephen and his eyes were laser focused on his. “Yeah, dude. Love your fucking cock inside me. I can feel you so fucking deep in my gut, Stevie. So fucking amazing.”

“You’re fucking beautiful, Hutch. Fucking beautiful and you’re all mine. Aren’t you?”

“Yes, Sir. My ass is yours, little guy. My fat muscle ass belongs to you!”

“Good boy!” Stephen said to the stud, his heart rate quickened. He couldn’t hold back thinking about how much he loved fucking the older boy, how much power he had over the muscle jock, and how much he was falling in love with Hutch. “Here it comes, Hutch! I’m gonna fucking cum inside you, babe!”

Hutch grew excited, he bounced faster, clenching his hole around Stephen’s dick. Hutch watched his face, his blue eyes grew wide, his jaw dropped open with a loud howl. The kid’s body tensed, and Hutch felt the warm thick liquid release into his body. His ass felt warm inside.

“Yeah, Stevie! Fill my hole up! Want your fucking cum inside me!” Hutch called out.

“FUUUUUUUUUCK!” Stephen howled out again as more of his jizz flooded the tight hole.

Hutch started to jack his own cock, his massive forearm bulging as he worked his cock into a frenzy. “Oh shit, Stevie! Gonna cum!”

“Cum on my face, Hutch! Come on my face!” Stephen said to him. He opened his mouth, stuck his tongue out and waited.

Finally, Hutch’s cock exploded with sticky cum all over Stephen’s face, some landing on the boy’s tongue, and he lapped it up as Hutch’s ass clenched tighter with each spurt of cum.

When it was over, Hutch bent down and licked his cum off Stephen’s face and chest before kissing the boy. They made out for a while. Hutch didn’t want to stop fucking. He wanted Stephen’s cock inside him forever.

“Fuck, dude,” Hutch said with a deep giggle.

“I fucking love boning you, Hutch,” Stephen said with a cocky smirk.

“And I love getting boned by you.”

“I can’t get over how much you love to get fucked.”

“I know, right? I don’t know why,” Hutch said with a shrug. “I never thought I would like it so much.”

“All I know is that it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Your fucking gorgeous body taking my cock. It’s like you turn into a slut when you get cock inside you,” Stephen said, his hands massaging Hutch’s quads.

“Yeah. I feel like a slut too,” Hutch said laughing.

Hutch eased himself up off the cock and lay down beside the boy. He put his head on Stephen’s chest and skimmed his fingers over the kid’s deep abs. “You ok with this dynamic, kid?”

“What? You mean me fucking you?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh my God, fuck yes! Are you kidding me? You’re fucking perfect! You’re fucking handsome, your body is godly, your smart and hilarious. You’re older. You’re fucking perfect! I’ve never wanted to bottom so this is totally where I want to be.”

Hutch laughed. “Good. It’s perfect for me too. You’re so fucking cute, little muscle boy, what I’ve always wanted.”

“I do worry about Chris. He is going to fucking flip out when he finds out about us,” said Stephen as he stroked Hutch’s shoulder.

“I know, dude. It’ll be fine. He’ll just have to deal.”