Sharing a Hotel with My Teammate

"Myers and Austin," Coach Carter called out from the hotel lobby.

As in me, Marcus Myers, and Jayden Austin. Sharing a hotel room tonight.

It's 8:13 pm. Our soccer team just arrived, by charter bus, to this random Holiday Inn outside Chicago. Tomorrow is the first day of the biggest men's college soccer tournament in the country. And I now know who I'll be rooming with.

Jayden Austin's not a bad guy, he's just... kinda a lot.

The guy who's pushing others to have another shot at a party or play beer pong when they just wanna chill on the couch.

The guy who shares every shameless detail about the women he fucks.

The guy who acts like an idiot in the locker room and brags about going 'commando' all the time.

Just last week he was sneaking up to people in the showers and poking his flaccid dick in-between their butt cheeks when they weren't looking. And cracking up with a handful of other guys.

He's a great athlete, don't get me wrong. And sometimes he's actually pretty funny. But he's cocky.

You can just tell he's been so used to being Mr. Hot-Popular-Jock to others his whole life. And, whatever, it's not a surprise that he's cocky, though.

He's like a Disney prince mixed with Lil Nas X - a tall, toned, biracial dude with a big smile and dimples.

I'm mentally rolling my eyes just thinking about it.

Jayden loves shaking his naked, bubble butt around, knowing he can shake it better than the rest of us. I've heard girls refer to him as 'That Ass', because he's got one. One we all wish we had.

We're quietly getting situated in our hotel room and I catch quick looks at him, trying to gauge his feelings about rooming with me.

We're not super tight. But not unfriendly. He probably sees me as a nerd, to be honest. Especially now that I've grown out this silly-ass mustache.

Jayden's got a backwards cap on, gym shorts, and a tank top. Is covered in tattoos.

There's some text running vertically up the side of his chest. A lion on his bicep. And something that looks like a snake on his forearm. And, yeah, I am already fully aware of the tattoo right above his dick that says 'JAYDEN'. He made a point to show everyone in the locker room a few months back when he got it.

He's definitely got some exhibitionist tendencies.

From where I'm standing I can smell his musky cologne.

He pulls out a vape pen and takes a couple hits from it and glances at me with his dark eyes.

"Wanna hit this, man?"

A peace offering.

"Weed?"

I like weed.

"Yeah."

Maybe it'll make tonight a little less awkward. I dunno.

"Sure."

I take a long hit, while he scratches his balls nonchalantly. I can see the bulge of his dick, including the tip of his penis, remembering that he's likely going commando.

Cocky bastard.

Minutes later we're laying on our separate beds, flipping through crappy cable channels, and settle on a Family Guy marathon. He pulls out a couple beers from his bag and tosses one my way.

Sweet. I could drink a beer.

And it's all good, because twenty minutes later we're stoned, laughing together at ridiculous shit. At ease as I had hoped.

And then some character makes a gay joke, which sparks conversation.

"Hey, man, is it true you're bi?" he looks at me then back to the TV, "I'm not against it or anything, just wondering."

Aw, fuck. Yeah, word got out that I had a threesome with a guy and a girl this past summer.

Is me telling the truth gonna make him uncomfortable now?

"Umm... yeah, pretty much. I dunno. It's kinda a newer label for me that I'm trying out for the time being. But yeah, more or less."

"Yeah, yeah, I respect that."

Does he, though?

"Does everyone on the team know?" I sip from my can, suddenly feeling extra thirsty for alcohol.

He shrugs.

"Basically... but no one cares, man." Sips from his beer. "As long as you don't make a pass on anyone, it's cool."

"Yeah, no. Hell no. I just wanna play soccer."

"Yeah, for sure."

The truth is that I've enjoyed more about being on the team than just playing soccer.

I love the momentum after a team victory, jogging in the locker room and excitedly removing our clothes as we recount all the badass moments of the game.

Looking at all the shapes and sizes of the male physique. And the different relationship everyone has with their bodies.

Some are timid and private, and wear a bathing suit in the showers. And some, like Jayden Austin, are very comfortable being naked in front of everyone.

Smacking his soft dick back and forth against his thighs, making a spectacle, always trying to find an excuse for people to look at him naked. Peeing out in the open in the communal showers, letting his urine mix into the soapy water that rinses off of his teammates bodies.

Some teammates have shaved pubes. But I remember that Jayden has a pretty full bush. A manly landscape.

I suddenly wonder if he sleeps in the nude. Yeah, that seems in line with his vibes.

"You into anyone on the team?"

He's smiling humorously at me.

"On our team?! No, no no." I pause, about to leave it at that, but then continue. "I mean, there's plenty of attractive dudes, but I don't have, like, a crush on anyone or anything."

He turns to me and asks with a grin:

"Who do you think is attractive? Benson? Martin?"

"Nah, I'm not naming people. I'm not going there, man."

He laughs.

"All right, all right." He can't resist, though. "Do you think I'm attractive?" he inquires playfully, while brushing his hands across his chest.

I roll my eyes.

"Fuck off, dude, you know you're a stud, shut up. Don't bait me like that." He cracks up. "Don't worry, you're not my type, though," I add.

He faces me.

"What?!" he shouts in good fun, "why's that?"

"Are you wanting to be my type, dude?!"

"No, I just wanna know," he smiles.

"I don't know, man! You're like... a bro kinda."

"What do you mean?"

"Like, you're loud and... get in fights when you're drunk. And refer to sex as 'slamming' women, like they're beer cans."

"All right, all right" he chuckles.

I'm amused that he's entertained, though.

"I'm not judging you, it's just... I'm into, like, artsy, indie, weird, music guys, I guess. People who, like, kinda fuck around with gender norms more, I dunno."

He's smiling to himself, watching the TV. Gulping down more of his beer. I can't tell what he's thinking and wonder if I've offended him. Whatever. He asked the dumb questions.

And then he looks at me and speaks a little quieter:

"Well, can you keep something just between us? Like... doesn't leave this room."

I have no idea what to expect, but I'm curious.

"For sure. As long as you don't tell the team I think there's some attractive dudes on it."

"Yeah, fine."

"Cool. What then?"

He sits up cross-legged and faces toward me more, and fondles with his baseball cap, anxiously.

"I can, like... suck my own dick, man."

I smirk, incredulously.

"Nuh-uh."

"Yeah, no bullshit."

"What? No way. You can, like, reach it with your tongue 'n stuff?"

"Dude, I can, like, put, half of it in my mouth, no joke." He looks excited.

I glance at his crotch and he notices that. The image of him blowing himself flashes in my mind.

"You're not fucking with me?"

"No way, swear."

"That's crazy!"

He grabs another beer for each of us.

I have so many questions. And suddenly have a remarkable urge to see his erection in his mouth.

What the fuck?

Jayden Austin can stick half of his hairy, biracial dick in his mouth. Jesus Christ. Is this something I'd be able to see in-person?!

My penis stirs a little. Shit, my little creature has awoken.

"Are you, like, super flexible, n' shit, or do you just have a giant wang?"

Ok, Marcus, don't show too much enthusiasm, calm down.

"Eh, my dick's not, like, a foot long or anything, but it's a good size. And, yeah, I'm pretty flexible, too. Not, like, by choice. I just... kinda found out I could make it happen, ya know."

"That's awesome."

I honestly don't know what to say, though. I mean, what I want to say is 'can I watch you slide your sexy, dick-sucking lips over your boner and catch your cum in my mouth when you erupt', but I can't say that.

I want to say, "well now that you've had a taste of your own dick, how about seeing how my white dick tastes in your mouth'.

But, no, that'd be wildly inappropriate.

"Do you think that's fucked up?"

Ok, return to the here and now, Marcus. Stop picturing it!

I'm definitely buzzing from the weed, too.

"No. I mean, yeah, it is kinda fucked up, but... I don't know, 'fucked up' is cool. I like 'fucked up'."

He smiles and we lock eyes.

"Yeah, me too. Cheers to that, man."

We clink cans.

"So... have you ever, like, sucked yourself off... to finish?"

"Yeah, totally." He's getting more comfortable giving me eye contact, like we're more chummy.

"That's insane. I'm jealous to be honest."

"You should be! It's rad. It's just, like, a different way of masturbating."

"Yeah?"

"Like, tugging on my dick with my hand is not the same as tugging on some other dude's dick, right?" I glance at his gesturing hand, suddenly wishing I could see it tugging at his smelly cock. "So, like, I can suck my own dick, but... that doesn't necessarily mean I suck other people's dicks. Right?"

"Yeah, yeah. I see what you mean. I've never thought of it like that, but, yeah, that makes sense. You're just pleasuring yourself."

He nods his head, and adds, "Yeah, just, like, next-level shit," and swallows half his beer in one guzzle.

My curiosity simmers. At this point we're both basically facing each other on our beds, disregarding the plot of Family Guy.

"So, does that mean you've, like, jizzed in your mouth and stuff?"

Of course he has. I just want him to say it. To say it to me, here, near him. So that the image is out there for us both to sit with.

"Well, yeah. I mean... yeah. Mostly cuz it's just simpler to do that."

I crack up.

"That's hilarious. In a good way. I just... never thought I'd hear Jayden Austin say this."

"I'll kill you if you tell anyone, by the way."

"Dude, I won't tell anyone, don't worry. I'm just, like, yeah... this is definitely a good example of you fucking around with gender norms, ya know what I mean."

"No shit!" he replies with amused sarcasm.

We both laugh. I see his dark nipple peeking out from his loose tank top. And notice his armpit hair just inches further up.

Stubble covers his jaw. And I see a shiny diamond stud in his ear.

I discreetly push down on my crotch to try to conceal my emerging boner. And feel a compulsion to keep us on this topic.

"So, like, what's your setup, ya know. Like, what position do you get in? Sorry, is it creepy that I'm this curious?"

"No, bro. It's an oddball thing, I get it."

"I mean, I'd definitely do it if I could, obviously."

"Duh. Everyone would. And everyone's prolly tried. I've actually met other people who can do it, too. Like... straight dudes, too. I think it's more common than people know."

"Yeah, prolly."

"I gotta take a piss."

He gets up and walks to the bathroom and I catch a glimpse of his bubble butt and it's large crease along the crack of his shorts. I hear his urine splash into the toilet in a surge.

I'm envisioning him holding out his sexy, soft dick, thumb resting in the middle with his knuckles brushing against his nutsack. Combing through his dark pubes with his other hand and maybe letting out some gas. Taking a normal piss.

I just suddenly have the urge to stick my face in his gassy ass and lick the tip of his crack and run it up the curve of his lower back. Smelling the sweat and stink of his body.

Turning it toward me and letting him blast his piss into my mouth. Tasting his warm, bitter urine as it rinses my tongue. A little bit going down my throat.

Mmm, yeah. Fuck, that's not usually my thing, but damn, that seems so nasty and hot all of a sudden.

So filthy, raw, and animalistic.

This weed is giving me strange ideas, haha.

And in a snap, his voice wakes me out of my fantasy land.

"Want me to show you?" he yells out.

I freeze. My hard-on is throbbing against my belly. Am I still in fantasy land?

No, he really asked me if I wanna see him blow himself.

I can't miss my opportunity, but I also can't sound too excited, either. Play it cool, man. Don't fuck this up.

"That wouldn't be too weird?"

Weird only in the most delicious way!

His pee stream becomes a speckled spatter. I can picture the droplets dripping off his head into the water, and his hand flicking it a few times to get full drainage. Maybe letting a drop or two kiss his leg.

"I mean, I don't care, dude. I think it's cool that I can suck my own dick."

"Yeah, yeah. I mean, it's fucking badass."

"But, also, I'm ok if you're like, 'hell no.'"

No! Hell, yes. Hell, yes.

"No, it's cool. Yeah, lemme see how this works, man."

"We've already been butt-ass naked before, like, a hundred times."

"Right, yeah. We've bared it all."

He exits the bathroom without shorts or underwear. Letting his brown dick flop around casually. I've seen his cock many times.

But not like this. Not privately in the confines of a hotel room at night. Not stoned after a couple beers.

Not this close to my face.

And not after talking about my budding, free sexuality and his self-sucking hobby.

The 'JAYDEN' tattoo showcases itself just feet away from me.

"So, like, for starters, I'm soft right now, obviously, but I can touch the tip with my tongue like this."

He stands in front of me and bows his chest forward toward his dick, while pointing his penis head toward his mouth with his hand.

And with abs flexing, he makes contact with it with his tongue.

I just saw Jayden Austin lick the head of his flaccid dick. What the fuck.

His penis swings back down into its relaxed state.

"Jesus Christ, you made that look so easy."

"It is easy. But that's nothing compared to what I can do when I'm hard."

"So... I guess you gotta try to get hard then."

"I'm 20, man. It takes nothing to get me hard. I'm just gonna hump the edge of this mattress for a sec, don't make fun of me."

Hump the mattress?

"Do your thang."

And that's exactly what he does. He turns away from me, bends down and starts rubbing his dick against the edge of his mattress.

I watch his thick, furry ass flex its muscles with each thrust as his dark balls swing back and forth.

He's still wearing his backwards baseball cap and tank top.

When I move my head a little I can see his pink asshole peeking out every now and then with each maneuver.

This is wild. I no longer care if my boner builds a tent in my shorts. He clearly isn't being shy, so why should I?

He then turns around and exposes his erection in all its glory.

It's stretched out straight-forward, with a slight curve down and to the left a little. Thick. Pretty long. Longer than mine, for sure.

The final quarter of it is a much lighter skin color.

His hard-on is sexy as fuck. Oh my god. And I have to acknowledge it openly.

"Dude. Nice junk, man."

I can't help myself.

He smiles and glances at my bulge. My legs are spread open and I'm kinda trying to let it be visible at this point.

Ya know, so we can both be hard together, in solidarity.

"Thanks."

He flicks the tip of his penis with his thumb and lets it bounce up and down. Up and down.

He's toying with me. He's fucking toying with me.

"So I just sit on the edge of a bed, like this. And put my hands under my thighs, and lock them in, like this. And then I just bend over."

His big, hairy balls hang below his shaft, uncovering the stretch of furry taint leading to his pink anus.

What a sight.

His mouth kisses the head and starts sinking deeper over his erection, moving down inch by inch.

Bobbing up and down. Oh my god, he's just going to town right in front of me!

I hear the slurp of his self-sucking as he gets it moist.

I can't believe this is happening!

He grins in-between sucks. Maybe in amusement, or shyness. Maybe both.

Kinda like he's thought about sucking himself in front of someone else for a while.

And found an easy opportunity to debut it.

"I've never had anyone watch before," he says in-between blows.

Up and down, up and down.

"Sorry, I don't wanna make you uncomfortable."

But I do! I want him to see that I'm hard as fuck. That I like this.

That I want to be invited in.

I rest my hand on my bulge and start rubbing it a little. I can pleasure myself, too.

"No, it's cool."

I know that he saw me rubbing at my penis.

He returns to his cock. His beautiful cock. Damn, he fucking knows how beautiful his cock is.

I love that he gets to experience the beauty of his junk in such an intimate way.

"It's really, really hot, actually, dude," I say.

My fondling hand slivers beneath my waistband and starts stroking my boner.

The compliment seems to encourage him to work himself more passionately.

He goes down deeper and peeks up to see me stroking myself, watching for a few seconds.

There's a long moment of silence and then he comes up for air and looks at me.

And says in a low voice, through wet lips:

"Wanna get in on this?"

His penis is twitching beside his chin, shiny from his spit. Taunting me.

Begging me to participate.

This is exactly what I wanted. I get to snack on Jayden Austin, holy shit.

"Fuck yeah."

I kneel down on the carpet right in front of his pretzel position. His propped-up legs dangle on each side of my face. He lays on his back as I take his macho cock into my hand without hesitation.

And start devouring it.

Tasting the beer on it from his mouth.

And his warm, wet, leftover saliva.

Feeling what he feels when he sucks his own dick. Mmm, yes. Oh, its thickness!

It fills my mouth.

Mmm, yes, its length.

I can't get it all in.

Oh, god, its power.

The idea that we're both enjoying his dick together is so arousing.

"Yeah, that's it. Suck on it. Mmm," he says.

And I do keep sucking. Feverishly.

But I also wanna watch him cum in his mouth so freakin' bad, so I slide down his shaft and give some attention to his nuts.

"I wanna see you cum in your mouth. I'll help you get there."

"All right". He pivots back down to his dick, hungry to consume himself. "I love getting my ass licked," he shares.

And so, naturally, I dive into his precious anus.

I slurp all around it and penetrate inside with my tongue.

I taste and feel the sliminess of his tender hole, kissing it in-between licks, grabbing onto the hairy cheeks.

In and out, while my face smooshes into his balls. They smell like balls, all right. And I love it.

Yum, oh god, this is so yummy.

My tongue licks all around his exposed taint, pressing into the sweaty hairs, then slurping up each of his testicles.

We're both feasting on his body. It's such a bizarre and tantalizing experience!

His nutsack is heavy in my mouth. A thick, fat, bag of his masculine semen. Mmm, yes.

I'm showing my tender care for these balls to the sound of his sucking. Fuck, yes. This is hot.

My curious tongue slips further up and cleans up the base of his boner. Our skulls are about to touch.

I wanna taste his lips while they suck his cock. I have to!

So my tongue creeps further up and licks his wet, bobbing lips, as they envelop his penis.

He moans in affirmation.

Our breathing is heavy and loud.

He continues gulping down his dick, letting my mouth merge with his.

I move with his motions, up and down. We are both sucking his dick together.

Marcus and Jayden.

I love that he's letting me do this.

Up and down. Tasting the pre-cum from his mouth and cock.

Kissing my teammate's mouth in the most unusual way.