Chapter 3
I slept for about 15 minutes but awoke when I felt some movement next to me. I was momentarily disoriented but it came back to me in an instant when I moved my hand and found it resting on the base of Benny's penis and surrounding pubic hair. I combed my fingers through the short hairs, played gently with his flaccid cock and looked Benny over. He was sleeping on his back with his bent arms spread above his head. I nuzzled the underarm next to my face. In repose, Benny looked particularly young, breathing easily through his nose and slightly open mouth. I noticed that some cum remained in his dirty blond hair above his forehead, holding some of his hair upright like hair gel. He looked like he only needed to shave once or twice a week, with signs of growth on his chin and upper lip and not much else. There was no body hair at all between his underarm down to the pubic hair entwined in my fingers, not even a love trail down his tummy. His nicely developed chest rose and fell gently with each breath and his abdomen was flat and firm. I played for a while with his dick and balls but got no reaction from Benny - he was out cold.
I rolled off the bed and put my clothes back on, pausing to again take in the sight of the beautiful young man. I walked down the hall to the kitchen and fixed myself a scotch (not my first that evening, I confess) and took it back to my den. There I sat back in my favorite chair and enjoyed a few sips before hearing some stirring in the adjoining bedroom. I entered the room in time to see Benny's naked behind as he walked into the bathroom. I followed him in and asked if he'd like to join me with a drink and if so, what.
"A beer would be great right now, if you've got some," he said.
"We've got a nice selection, actually," I replied. "Why don't you put on some clothes and I'll show you what we've got."
Benny returned to the bedroom and bent over to retrieve his boxers. As he stepped back into them, I appreciated the muscles that rippled through his butt. Oh to be young, slim and fit. With the boxers in place, he threw on a shirt and decided that was enough.
After Benny picked out a beer, we returned to the den to enjoy our drinks and talk. We sat catercorner on two chairs, our feet stretched out, sharing an ottoman.
"That was something else," I offered, trying to break the ice. "I haven't done anything like that since I was around your age. I think I've been missing out."
"That was one of the most intense orgasms I can remember," Benny replied. "No girlfriend of mine has ever gotten into oral sex like you did - we did."
"It helps to know what feels good on the receiving end, I guess." I paused to enjoy a few more sips of my drink. "Do you often play with other guys?" I asked.
Benny paused, evidently pondering what to reveal. I rubbed his feet with mine, thinking the contact would encourage frankness. "Actually, the weekend up at your house was the first time I've fooled around with other guys," Benny replied.
"Tonight was fooling around with a guy," I stated. "I wouldn't say the massage up at the house qualified, would you?"
"Sorry, I didn't mean your massage. No, that wasn't fooling around although it felt pretty darnn good. No, the fooling around happened the night before. I shouldn't kiss and tell - I know you wouldn't want me to do that about tonight and I feel the same way."
"I think we have the same interest in discretion, don't you think?" I said.
"Definitely. We should keep this to ourselves. I shared a bed with another guy on the team that weekend at your house - not your son - and a little hanky panky took place," Benny admitted.
Benny evidently didn't remember that he had told me before that he shared a room with Adam but that was okay.
"So what did you do?" I asked.
"Well, the team hung together until about 3 in the morning doing this and that. Nothing too bad but it probably qualified as hazing of a sort. You know, the freshmen had to strip naked and walk around the hot tub in an elephant walk."
"Elephant walk?"
"Yea, you know where each guy has to lean forward and grab the genitals of the guy in front of him while the upper class men hoot and holler at them and comment on how pathetic their dicks are, stuff like that."
"I missed that one when I was in school," I said.
"A couple of the frosh started getting hard and that naturally drew some derisive comments. We decided that anyone with a hard-on got thrown into the pool to cool them off. At some point, we put all the freshmen in the pool and then basically the entire team stripped down and went in. It was actually a lot of fun."
"Cool," I responded, picturing a few dozen really fit 18 to 22 year-olds buck naked in my pool.
"We ended up staying naked for another hour, finishing off the kegs we had."
"Just the guys 21 and over, though, right?" I joked.
"Well . . . Not exactly."
"Drinking beers when you're all staying away from cars seems okay to me, even if that's not exactly what the law says."
"When the kegs went dry, guys gathered their stuff and went off to their rooms. Adam and I were pretty drunk - shit, so much for discretion. Anyway, Adam and I shared that bed in the pool house and didn't bother putting on any clothes when we crashed. We weren't exactly wasted but any inhibitions were definitely in low gear. Adam was in the bed first and after brushing my teeth and joining him he just kind of rolled over and extended his leg over mine and started rubbing his cock against my hip. I tried to push him away but not very hard. I don't remember who grabbed whose dick first but pretty soon we were both hard and giving each other hand jobs."
That sounded pretty hot, I had to admit. Adam was a junior - a year ahead of Benny. He had about four inches on him in height and was another absolute if somewhat bigger twink, with a slim, muscular build. He had curly, light brown hair and was one of the stars of the team. He had talked about working towards international competition in the decathlon since he was such a natural, well-rounded athlete. Imagining Adam and Benny side by side, naked and hard, pumping each other's cocks, caused some stirrings in my groin.
"Wow, that sounds really hot Benny," I said. "But I seem to recall some straps tied to the legs of the bed when we went in the room that next afternoon - what was that about?"
"Time for another beer, don't you think Mr. Douglas," Benny said lighty. But since his beer was empty, we went into the kitchen and picked out another. This time, I joined him with a brew of my own.
When we returned to the den, we took the same places and I reached down and started rubbing his feet with my hands. Benny stretched out both legs and enjoyed the attention.
"Okay, so the straps. Where do I begin?"
I was all ears.
"As I said, Adam and I were giving each other hand jobs and I was getting into it, at least on the receiving end. I guess I started breathing a bit heavily and at some point, Adam repositioned himself and really went to town on my dick, forcing me to let go of his. It wasn't too long before I could feel myself beginning to cum. Adam redoubled his efforts and I came so hard. Cum shot up my stomach and chest and the second or third squirt hit my face. I think I let out seven or eight squirts and not very quietly either. It was awesome."