“So did you let Adrian know about me, or what? His call last night surprised me, but you must know by now that I’m interested enough in you that I wasn’t going to ignore it. Especially since it all started with him texting me a picture of me fucking you.”
More than noticing the more popular guys showing off their being slightly well-hung, Shep quickly took an interest in those even better hung, who seemed to be as quiet and unassuming as he had always been. Sure, he had had plenty of moments when others wanted to have a closer look at him, but that had almost seemed to increase his being almost backward socially.
I tried to relax as best as I could under Jose. He had to have the largest cock I had ever seen, let alone felt, even beating Tony’s brother Mel by at least an inch or two, in length as well as in girth. I couldn’t tell if it made it better or worse than he kept talking in Spanish, in his sexy deep voice.
The shock of seeing Markus enter through Adrian’s door was way more than I would have ever anticipated. So I immediately went from being grateful that following up with this new trainer, Adrian, had given me courage to follow up with an old hoped for lover, Markus, to being a bit terrified of what it might possibly mean that these two somehow knew each other.
Openly, plenty of guys would make jokes about what a huge dick Shep had, to the point where it was easy for him to become shy and hesitant about just being out there, let alone naked, even though those same guys were quietly jealous of his being so well endowed, especially knowing they weren’t.
I looked at Rodney. Rodney’s eyes motioned me to Tony. Barry smiled. Not a particularly friendly one. This had been way more than just competition. Barry looked at Tony: “I have the robes.”
My mind was racing, as I made sure Jordan was resting, for real. I listened to his breathing. Even watched and felt his chest rising and falling. I thought about it. About everything. He looked so peaceful. I felt so peaceful. He was breathing so peacefully. My heart was as calm as I could remember. And my cock as hard as ever. And somehow ever bigger.
We got there. I was drained, and pissed at myself for being drained. I just couldn’t keep up with this guy. I don’t care how much he kept claiming it’s the other way around.
I was paying so much attention to what I was about to do that I didn’t really notice Russ walking in behind me. He slapped my ass: “It’s almost showtime, girl.” Trust him to do something that both diffused the tension and made it worse. Although his locker was in a more public area in the opposite corner from Jake’s, of course he headed over with me.
We had been through a lot that day, and here was something else new. I would be lying to say I wasn’t worn out, but at the same time I was so happy to have him next to me that I didn’t want to not do or at least say something.
Russ was still wound up from having done the foursome with Shep earlier that day: “I’ll bet Shep’s gonna move on this big time. That was crazy watching his huge cock breed this bitch.”
As Shep finished pissing down my throat, and as Jake, Russell and Travis talked to him about fucking me, Shep almost unsurprisingly started going hard again: “So where does all this cunt playing take place?”
"Your dick in my ass, your dick in my mouth, my tongue in your ass, you biting me, me biting you. It’s all you. I really have no idea how else to explain any of this."
“You can’t really think you didn’t wear me out enough to sleep so long, do you? Damn, man. I’ve never shot so much cum in my life as I have this past week, and especially over the past day and a bit.”
And with all that going on, Shep walked over to the four of us talking, at least curious as to what was going on. That both scared and excited me, since the only person out there with a bigger dick than Jake was Shep, who was also older, as well as more carefree in throwing out jokes in public, so I really had no idea where things might go.
By the time I got back to my office, I had an internal message that the 20,000 had hit, along with a couple of congratulatory messages from my partners, including things like “what a big one to land” and “do everything you can to develop this one, everybody’s already talking.”
Of course my fucking cock was so hard it felt like it was going to burst, but my heart demanded action here, and even calmed me down, just to ask a simple question and figure out what luck might be saying here.
As my relationship with Brent continued to evolve, more and more as Tony got more involved, it also took a bit of a more personal turn as Brent seemed to be carving more and more personal time between me and him once we got back from the camping trip.
As I sucked him, deeper and deeper, Andre kept up the crazy reminiscences: “Too bad Dad isn’t here. He was always proud of how well you sucked cock. But I do want to fuck you.”
My other hand also went into his hair, as I watched how peacefully my bred man was sleeping, and I quietly rolled us on our sides, so I could at least quietly pump in him.
It somehow hadn’t occurred to me that he was so worried whether the morning might have been a fluke. He might have even worried that somehow that was going to be the end.