Author's Note -- There are elements of non-consent in this story. If that type of element offends you, or is problematic, please do not read.
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Dedicated to Victor ("Carlos"), Sonny ("JD"), Patrick ("Beto"), Ricky ("Andres"), Johnny ("Hector"), and Jose ("Joe") - you'll never recognize yourself in this but thank you for giving me your character.
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As JD and Beto went out the back door, JD started weaving.
"Whoa, man! Careful! Don't want you to hurt yourself," Beto said. He reached out to steady JD as they continued walking. There was a bright moon out and plenty of light to see where they were going. JD kept weaving and Beto put his arm around him, enjoying the feel of JD's muscular arms and back. Slowly, Beto dropped his hand down until it was resting on JD's ass. He didn't say anything but Beto wasn't even sure if JD felt it, given how wasted he was. Beto looked up at JD as he squeezed his ass. JD still didn't say anything or slow his step.
Taking a chance, Beto squeezed the huge muscle ass harder and held on to it.
"You okay, kid?"
JD didn't answer but slowed down. "Huhhhh?"
Laughing quietly, Beto let go and said, "Nothing JD. All is good. C'mon, the pool is over here."
Beto opened the gate to the pool and ushered JD inside. It wasn't a large pool, but was mainly for people to get in, cool off, and enjoy the water. There were several lounge chairs with cushions on the right side, and Beto maneuvered JD in that direction.
"Sit down, JD. Let's chill."
Beto helped him sit down, which was good, given that JD plopped down and almost fell over. Beto pulled his legs onto the lounge and helped JD lean back on it, then sat in the chair next to him.
Beto looked over at JD. His eyes were closed and his breathing slow and steady. Beto didn't want him to pass out just yet because there was some information he wanted. But the more he saw of JD, the more he knew tonight was the time to get him.
"It's pretty cool, eh? Nice breeze tonight."
JD opened his eyes slowly. He turned his head, smiled slightly, and said, "Yeah. Nice."
"So JD, you have a girlfriend?"
"No. Well. Not now."
Beto smiled. "Not now. Why not? Fighting?"
JD closed his eyes slowly and opened them again.
"Somethin... somethin... like that."
"I hear ya. Girls can be a pain in the ass a lot of times. Especially when they don't give out the pussy."
JD snorted and said, "Fuck yeah." He licked his lips and said, "Guys easier."
Beto did a double take and looked back at JD.
"Guys are easier? You know that how? From experience?"
JD gave a garbled laugh. "Hellayeah. Guys suck cock no problem."
Beto started chuckling and said, "Yeah, that's true." He got up and leaned down to JD.
"Here dude, let's get that shirt off. Help cool you down."
After some fumbling and weaving, JD's shirt finally came off. Beto put it to the side and looked back at him.
JD's chest was amazing. It was at least as full and muscular as Carlos's. Maybe more.
"Let's get those jeans off too. I think you need to take a dip in the pool. You're still pretty wasted."
Beto reached up and started undoing the belt and button on the jeans, pulling down the zipper along with it. JD tried to help but his hands kept fumbling with it. Beto finally pushed his hands away and started to pull open the flaps, a white gleam showing through the opening. The jeans were tightly wrapped around him and Beto had to stand on both sides of the lounge chair and start pulling the jeans down. As he tugged, the massive bulge in JD's jeans popped out. Beto continued to pull the jeans down and finally grabbed the excess at his feet. The jeans came off and he tossed them to the side.
Beto looked at JD and his breathing increased rapidly. JD was wearing a white jockstrap. But it wasn't an athletic jockstrap. It was designer made, the material a sheer white.
JD's cock was vividly outlined in it. Long and full.
Beto could feel his cock start to swell in his pants as he looked at JD's amazing body laid out, ready for... whatever.
Beto stepped back to the side of the lounge chair, slid down his pants, and took off his shirt.
"C'mon JD, let's get in the water. That will help slap you awake."
JD struggled to get up and Beto pulled his arms to steady him. He finally stood up. Beto's cock started to swell even more in his briefs as JD's ass came into view. It was just as amazing as Carlos's ass. It was hard and muscular, obviously built by a lot of time spent in the gym. JD's glutes flowed from the bottom of his back, arching out each time more muscle was added, like two swollen melons, and descended to the tops of his massive hamstrings and adductors. Beto wondered if he would even be able to pull JD's ass muscles apart, as they were so tightly bound together, forming a solid straight line. But he knew he was going to try.
Beto guided JD over to the pool at the shallow end. As they stepped slowly in, the water was lukewarm and Beto shivered. But JD just walked straight in, the water temperature not affecting him. Beto guided JD in front of him, down step by step until JD's gorgeous ass was underwater.
Beto stood by his side, cupped his hands with water, and poured it down JD's back. He heard JD moan softly and he continued pouring water down his back. After a few minutes of that, Beto stopped, and said, "Why don't you go underwater, JD, and get yourself all wet at once. That'll wake you up."
JD stood there for a moment, not moving. Beto put his hands on JD's shoulders and gently pushed. As JD kept standing, Beto pushed harder, and JD slowly started going down. Beto ran his hands over the front of his chest as he went down, until JD's head was underwater. After several moments, JD rose back up, water dripping down his head and back.
Beto walked around, looked at him, and smiled.
"So, how does that feel?"
JD slowly wiped the dripping water off his face and said, "Yeah. Was good. I feel better."
"More awake? Can you move around now?"
JD smiled and said, "Yeah, I think so."
JD lifted up his arms and wiped the excess water off. In the brilliant moonlight, Beto watched the water slowly flow down his chest and he reached out and wiped it off. As his hand went down one of JD's pecs, he lightly pinched the large nipple, causing JD to gasp lightly. Beto's hand continued down his chest, feeling JD's muscular abs and stopping at the edge of his jockstrap.
JD continued wiping the water down as Beto leaned over to the nipple he had pinched. Its tip stood out like a bullet and Beto sucked it into his mouth. JD gasped again and stood still. Beto reached up and held JD's enormous triceps as he sucked more and more of the nipple into his mouth, biting on the swollen tip gently as he sucked.
JD stood in the water, eyes closed, letting Beto suck his chest. He knew he was still somewhat drunk, but he didn't care. The feeling of Beto's mouth on his nipple and chest caused his hormones to rage and he wasn't about to stop it.
As Beto sucked on JD's chest, his right hand went down into the water and found JD's swollen cock. It was hard and pointing down, pushing out the material in the front of the jockstrap. Beto started rubbing it as he sucked and JD's moaning got louder. Beto moved his mouth from one nipple to the other, continuing to rub JD's cock, and causing it to swell into a steel rod.
As Beto continued to rub and stroke his cock, he leaned over to JD's ear and whispered, "Let's take this back to the lounge chair, where I can take care of you."
JD shivered and quietly murmured, "Yeah."
They left the pool and JD sat down in the chair. The sheer material of his front was completely translucent from being in the water and wrapped around his cock and big balls. Beto could see the cock throbbing and ready to be sucked.
Pushing JD's legs apart on each side of the lounge, Beto sat between his legs and looked at JD. He sat there, looking at Beto and waiting. Beto slowly reached up and pulled the jockstrap, while JD lifted up his ass to let Beto pull it off.
As it came off his legs, JD sat there motionless in the light, eyes closed. He was fully naked, water enhancing the muscles of his smooth body, hard cock standing up and throbbing.
JD may have been young, but Beto thought his cock was impressive, rising maybe eight inches in the moonlight.
Beto reached out and started running his hands up and down JD's massive thighs. As he rubbed, he grinned as JD's cock bounced with each stroke.
"Feel good?"
JD just murmured, "Ummmmm."
Beto smiled and said, "It's about to feel a helluva lot better."
He reached over and took the JD's cock in his hand. It was a hard slab of meat and Beto could feel it pulse.
Given that JD and his father Joe were latinos, he was surprised that JD's cock was circumcised. The large head flared out and made the eight inch shaft look like an arrow. As he stroked, Beto could see JD's juices leaking out of the head and flowing down the shaft. It became easier and easier to stroke the big cock and JD was starting to writhe and whimper.
"Come... c'mon... c'mon man. Just do it."
Beto grinned harder, leaned over and swiped his tongue around the head. "You mean that?"
JD jumped and more juice leaked out.
"FUCK!" he shouted. After a moment, he said, "Yeah... THAT!"
Beto was getting a good stroke going, but his lust for JD's cock was starting to overwhelm him. He made a few more strokes, then leaned over and took the thick tool in his mouth, sliding his lips down to mid-shaft.
JD's back came up off the lounge chair, and he loudly groaned, "UHHHohhhhh!"
Beto tightened his lips around the huge cock and swirled his tongue. JD groaned again and banged his fists on the chair arms, as Beto's head started going up slowly until he reached the head. As he felt the spongy head, he also tasted the copious juices leaking out and quickly licked around the head and swallowed them.
JD was in the throes of sexual pleasure. He kept banging on the chair arms and shouted, "Fuck man, don't stop! Damn! Keep going!"
Beto had no intention of stopping until he was ready to stop. After swiping up all the head juices, he went back down. Then up again, swirling and licking up the juices, and then down again. Up again and down. Up... and down... up... and down. Over and over. Faster and faster. He was amazed that there was so much cock juice, it was practically coming out in a continuous stream. He kept sucking, his head bobbing faster on the thick, juicy cock. Minute after minute, he kept sucking. But Beto had to be careful as he didn't want JD to cum too soon. He has other plans for his body.
After ten minutes of sucking and drinking JD's cock juices, he pulled off his meat and ran his tongue down to JD's balls. Like the rest of him, they were hairless. Beto could taste JD's sweat and manly musk and he felt his cock throb. He licked and took each nut in his mouth, feeling it tingle and buzz as the semen stored in them was starting to rise. JD started moaning louder and bouncing back on the chair. After several minutes, he started trying to pull Beto's head back to his cock. But Beto batted his hands away and kept on them. JD was going crazy as his sensitive jewels were enveloped in Beto's warm, wet mouth.
Beto reached his hand up and started stroking JD's cock again, as his tongue snuck down from JD's nuts to his taint. His cock was so wet with spit and juice, it was easy to do and kept JD's attention on his cock. Beto wanted his attention there while he began his exploration of his real target... JD's tight asshole.
