A Story About Four Straight Friends

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Dylan woke up at the sound of the doorbell. He stumbled down the stairs to get to the door. He felt bad for letting the delivery guy wait for him, so he unlocked the door as fast as he could. With his sleepy head and messy hair he opened the door. "Morning", he said tiredly while taking the package, "Sorry to let you wait." The delivery guy looked at him quite surprised and nodded. Only then did Dylan remember that he was only wearing his boxers. He looked down at his own body and said: "Oh fack, sorry." The delivery guy mumbled something and left. Dylan closed the door and sat at the dining table to open the package. It were a few small components he ordered for his room. He then went to get his phone and laid down on the couch while watching some TV. He scrolled through his messages and saw that the group chat had exploded. Apparently, some friends went out last night where Michael ended up in bed with a pretty girl, as usual. He read through the messages where the rest was asking all information about how the sex was, and even though Michael avoided answering most questions, you could tell he was satisfied with the attention of both the girl and his friends. Michael is known to be a womanizer. Girls love him not just for his toned body and handsome face, but also for his charismatic personality. And Michael knows how to play his cards well. Dylan got up from the couch to continue his morning ritual. He did the standard amount of push-ups and sit-ups and went to the shower. While the water was running he checked himself out in the mirror. He was not as tall or wide-shouldered as his friends, reaching only 181cm. His waste was slim, and some outlines of a sixpack were visible even though that was more a cause of being quite skinny than being muscular. Dylan was however content with his very present V-line running towards his boxers. He took his boxers off and stepped in the hot shower.

"How big were her boobs?" Leo asked, "I imagine she had a hell of a body." "If you really want to find out, you should've brought her home yourself", Michael replied. "Maybe I will." Michael laughed as if he knew Leo would not dare to. Michael took off his shirt and pants and stood up to get his gym clothes from his bag. "Maybe it's time for a girlfriend Leo," Tom added, "seems like you are getting sexually frustrated. How long has it been?" "Two months." It was a funny sight to see Leo sit in his underwear while pulling a sad face. Leo was the shortest of his friends, but he still had a well-built physique. Even when sitting down, his abs were quite clearly visible. "My lion needs some good action again. Fuck it, I am going to download Tinder and get laid tonight." "Is the real world too difficult for you? Tinder girls are easy mode", Michael taunted. "Fack off Michael, sex is sex. I gotta take care of myself somehow. Been sick off beating myself off. My lion is getting sore man." Michael and Tom let him rattle on for a while as Leo was known for his continuous talking and for providing too many details. He was by far the most hyperactive of his friends. He never stopped talking, and he jumped around all day until one of his friends would yell at him to be quiet.
While the rest was finished getting ready for the gym, Leo was still busy on his phone. "Fack, I cannot find any hot picture for my profile." Tom couldn't help containing a smile. "Can't imagine hot pictures of you exist mate". Leo looked angrily at him, but you never knew with Leo whether his frustrations were lasting or whether they would disappear right after. While the rest walked out of the dressing room they heard his voice "I'll just snap a photo post-gym, they are gonna love that. Yo guys, wait for me!"

To be continued
 
Five, six shots ago Dylan was at Tom's place. Now he was drinking at the bar in the city. At Fridays, the entire student life moved to the city centre. Half of them came for dancing and having a good time, the other half to find a bed partner for that night. Dylan never quite knew to which group he belonged, but for his friends it was more than obvious. Leo had of course not yet succeeded in his Tinder adventure, and was the more determined to succeed this time. It occasionally felt desperate, but knowing Leo did not actually mean it wrong, it was amusing to watch his attempts. Leo was in fact quite handsome, with curly blonde hair and blue eyes. He worked out as much as the others - you could see his abs through his shirt - but he was quite clumsy with girls. He could not stop talking and he was too straightforward. There was this memorable story on a drunken evening where Leo stepped up to a girl and asked whether she would like to fuck. And she said yes. Leo bragged about it ever since, not understanding why it did not work with any other girl since then. "Dylan, you see those chicks over there? Let's get them", Michael yelled in his ear. Before Dylan could respond Michael got his beer and walked right to them. Dylan followed him after he saw Michael had gotten their attention. "Ladies, this is Dylan. He's been feeling sad because his girlfriend dumped him." Dylan protested, saying it was already more than a year ago, but Michael just laughed it off. The two girls were laughing as well about Dylan's slight overreaction and played along. "Ah poor boy, do you miss her a lot?" "I'm sure Michael here takes care of you very well. You seem like a happy couple." Michael made an offended expression and tickled her in her sides. "How dare you Kim? I've only eyes for pretty girls like you", he said while looking at her. It was very cliché, but for the late hour and amount of alcohol it was perfect. She laughed and responded "I'm sure you do Casanova. And I'm of course the prettiest girl you've seen." Michael put his hands on both thighs and whispered something inaudible in her ear. Meanwhile, the other girl turned her head to me and reached out her hand. I shook it. "Casey, nice to meet you. Don't worry about my friend, she's just drunk." "Seems like she found a good match", Dylan said as the two newly found lovebirds were getting closer to each other, "where are you from?" Dylan was clearly not as experienced in these conversations. They talked about some uninteresting topics for a while, after saying goodbye and going their own way. Dylan walked past Michael openly making out with Kim in the middle of the café. One hand grabbed her ass, while his other held his beer. How romantic. Dylan went back to his friends at the bar who were playing some drinking game very enthusiastically. "No success this time mate?" "Nah."
 
Around 4am, or whatever time it was, Dylan and Tom walked out of the pub. He had to carry him a little, since he would otherwise swing to all sides of the street. Dylan and Tom crossed the busy pub street and went to the alley where they parked their bicycle. It was their regular spot, right outside the busy streets, so they could always find their bicycle, even when hammered drunk. Tom got his key out of his jeans and unsuccessfully tried to open his lock. Dylan wanted to do the same, until he heard some sounds further down the alley. He looked around and it took a while before his eyes got used to the soft glowing of the street lantern. There was Michael leaning against the brick wall. His dark brown hair made a messy contour against the light behind him. His pants and boxer were around his ankles, revealing the side of his bare ass. His muscular arms reached forward to where his hands held the hair of Kim upwards in an improvised knot. She was sitting on her knees in front of him, still fully clothed. One hand was put on Michael's thigh, the other was holding his dick tightly. Her mouth covered the rest of the shaft as she moved her head back and forth. Michael's hands pushed her head towards his crotch while he let out some soft moans. It was a mesmerizing sight in the dimmed light. The two were fully engaged in the activity, not noticing that someone was staring at them. Dylan did not know how to react either and just stood there with his keys in his hands watching his friend getting sucked off in the alley. After what seemed like a decade, Tom disturbed the show by screaming drunkenly: "Michael! Mate! Is she liking it?" Michael woke up from his trance and looked nonchalantly in our direction. Kim pulled her head back and gave a soft, but high-pitched scream. While no longer covered by her mouth, the full length of Michael's dick was revealed. Kim was still holding it with her hand, but his thick dick reached much further than that. It stuck straight out, pointing towards Kim's mouth. His dick was fully straight and must have been at least 22cm. No wonder that all girls like him, Dylan thought. "Yea man. She can suck like a queen", Michael responded casually while giving a gentle tap on her head. He clearly did not mind putting his hard-on on display. Kim looked embarrassed and let loose of his dick, which bounced lightly upwards. Tom laughed at the sight. Dylan doubted whether Tom was not surprised by Michael's size or whether he just did not see clearly anymore. Probably the latter. "Mates, if you don't mind, she's got something to finish", Michael said while he took his dick with one hand, wobbled it around, and looked at Kim. Kim hesitated and looked back at us, clearly ashamed of the situation. Dylan finally unfroze, blinked his eyes, and unlocked his key. He and Tom cycled away, bursting out laughing. The last thing Dylan saw was Michael shoving his long dick back and forth in her mouth.
 
'What are you doing right now? xx', said the message on his screen. 'Just getting ready for bed', Dylan replied, 'you?' 'Same.. Can't sleep very well with this cold though.' Dylan liked this part the most, it always followed the same rhythm. It was very predictable, but nonetheless he got turned on by the pretty girl at the other side of his phone. After he had seen Michael getting sucked in the alley a few days back, Dylan had to let off some steam. He pulled his warm blanket away revealing some freezing draught from his window. But his body did not seem to mind as his mind was mainly busy with that girl's body. He took his phone and clicked on the camera button of the app. He held his phone in front of his face, facing downwards to his body. From this angle the light bounced off his abs, creating sharp, contrasting shadows. The shades accentuated the shapes and made his muscles seem more extreme. Before he snapped the photo Dylan decided to pull away the blanket altogether, revealing his bright red boxers with an unmistakable bulge in the middle. It was not hard yet to prevent coming over as too eager or shabby, but the folds in his boxer still marked a clear, tempting outline. 'I bet I can keep you warm'. Sent. While waiting for her reply he swiped through her profile. Madelon was an above average looking girl. Her eyes were beautiful, but other than that there was nothing too special. One picture revealed the curves of her body, which Dylan tried to imagine without that dress. 'Wow.. I did not expect that', was her reply to his image. Of course she did expect it. This is what she wanted. 'Such a cute face and then these abs'. 'I'm not as cute as you think Madelon'. Again, standard procedure. 'Oh? Should I be scared?' 'Only if you can't handle 18 cm'.
 
About half an hour later, 18 centimeters were thrusting into Madelon. Her feet were wrapped around his shoulders as he fucked her hard. With every move Dylan made, she moaned anything but softly. Since the moment she had arrived at Dylan's place, she was all over him. This time Dylan had opened the door intentionally wearing only his boxers. It might have been a cocky move, but they both knew that it would end up like that anyway, so why not be clear about it right away. He always preferred to avoid the awkward conversations before sex as much as possible. Madelon started moaning even harder. Dylan pulled out and went down on her. He put two fingers in her vagina and fingered her quite agressively while licking her clit. She moaned his name, telling him to stop. Of course Dylan continued even faster. He saw her hands grab the sheets tightly as she reached her climax. Her moans transitioned into screams. Poor neighbours, Dylan thought. He continued licking her until he noticed she really could not hold it anymore. He got back up and started kissing her again. After a short while, Madelon felt ready enough to continue. She wanted to sit on top of him, but Dylan pushed her over and started fucking her in doggy. This position always made him cum fastest. Perhaps it was due to the view of her laying face-down on bed while his strong hands held her ass, or because his dick felt more sensitive in this position. He smacked her on her ass, followed by a high-pitched moan. When Dylan almost reached his orgasm, he quickly rolled her over and pulled off his condom. He pushed his dick inside her mouth, just as Michael did to Kim a few days ago. "Taste it", Dylan commanded as he forced his dick further down her throat. Dylan moaned and Madelon obediently swallowed multiple spurts of cum. She sucked his sensitive dick, until Dylan pulled out and rolled over on his back. He caught his breath for a second before walking to the shower to wash off the sweat. Madelon remained laying in bed, completely exhausted by the experience.
 
About half an hour later, 18 centimeters were thrusting into Madelon. Her feet were wrapped around his shoulders as he fucked her hard. With every move Dylan made, she moaned anything but softly. Since the moment she had arrived at Dylan's place, she was all over him. This time Dylan had opened the door intentionally wearing only his boxers. It might have been a cocky move, but they both knew that it would end up like that anyway, so why not be clear about it right away. He always preferred to avoid the awkward conversations before sex as much as possible. Madelon started moaning even harder. Dylan pulled out and went down on her. He put two fingers in her vagina and fingered her quite agressively while licking her clit. She moaned his name, telling him to stop. Of course Dylan continued even faster. He saw her hands grab the sheets tightly as she reached her climax. Her moans transitioned into screams. Poor neighbours, Dylan thought. He continued licking her until he noticed she really could not hold it anymore. He got back up and started kissing her again. After a short while, Madelon felt ready enough to continue. She wanted to sit on top of him, but Dylan pushed her over and started fucking her in doggy. This position always made him cum fastest. Perhaps it was due to the view of her laying face-down on bed while his strong hands held her ass, or because his dick felt more sensitive in this position. He smacked her on her ass, followed by a high-pitched moan. When Dylan almost reached his orgasm, he quickly rolled her over and pulled off his condom. He pushed his dick inside her mouth, just as Michael did to Kim a few days ago. "Taste it", Dylan commanded as he forced his dick further down her throat. Dylan moaned and Madelon obediently swallowed multiple spurts of cum. She sucked his sensitive dick, until Dylan pulled out and rolled over on his back. He caught his breath for a second before walking to the shower to wash off the sweat. Madelon remained laying in bed, completely exhausted by the experience.
I wish I was madelon!
 
He woke up with the girl laying naked besides him. Her head was on his chest and one small arm was wrapped around his slender waste. Dylan lifted Madelon's arm up and got slowly out of bed not to wake her up. He put on a pair of white boxers, sat down on the couch and looked tiredly through the messages on his phone. 'Sounds like you had some fun last night lad', read the message of his housemate Corey. Knowing him, it was written more as a complaint than out of curiosity. He must have heard the screams of Madelon and the pounding on the bed. Dylan ignored him. The two housemates never really got along well together. Corey was very strict when it came to other people's responsibilities or tasks, but he always had an excuse to avoid doing work himself. After a while, Madelon woke up and looked around the room somewhat confused. She asked whether she could use the shower and Dylan gave her a towel. Dylan tried to avoid long eye contact, but could not help to examine her body closely as she walked to the bathroom. Her ass moved around with every step she took, and Dylan's dick started to grow again. He thought about last night, how she had moaned and screamed, how she had devotedly swallowed his cum. He hesitated to join her in the shower and have a last fuck, but that would be a little too intimate for his taste. He knew from experience that once he committed to flirt in the morning, she would expect more from him than this one-night-stand. Instead, Dylan just waited until the shower stopped running. Madelon came out wearing the towel around her body, but clearly did not mind covering everything up carefully. She walked closer to Dylan and smiled at him. "Normally I don't do these kinds of things, but I had a great time last night. I'm happy you convinced me to come over." She put one hand softly behind the waistband of his boxers, close to where his bulge was. She must have seen his semi through the white fabric. Dylan tried to back up, but there was no space left behind him. "Yea, it was great indeed", he responded. Madelon smiled. "What are you going to do today? Would you maybe like to have lunch together?" "Eh.. Sorry no, I have other plans." He looked away and ran his hand through his hair. Dylan always felt awkward and somewhat guilty at these moments. He was very aware that he was being rude, but did not know what else to say. There was a short, disappointing silence, after Madelon replied: "Oh okay. That is eh.. no problem. Maybe some other time soon then?" She had a hopeful spark in her beautiful green eyes, but Dylan declined for the second time: "Sorry, babe. I eh.. Might see you around some time I guess." "Okay.. It's what you want." Madelon looked away disoriented and released her hand from his boxers. She started collecting her clothes from across the room and put them on. Dylan just stood there in his boxers watching her struggle to get her pants on after he remembered that that might not be so polite. He started reorganizing some notebooks on his desk that did not need any reorganizing and waited until she was finished. "I guess I'm going then." "Yea I guess so. I had a good time", Dylan replied as he walked her to the door. He opened up and saw Corey sitting at the table in their common kitchen. Corey had big bags under his eyes and looked absolutely irritated. Madelon politely smiled to him and then looked back at Dylan. "I guess I'm going then", she repeated and she started to hug him. Knowing that Corey was watching, he went in with her hug and held her tightly against his still half-naked body. To Madelon's surprise, Dylan gave an audible kiss on her lips. He then looked directly at Corey and saw him sneer after focusing on his breakfast again. Dylan again felt slightly wrong for playing with this girl, but pestering Corey was more important at the moment. Madelon released the hug and left. Dylan walked intentionally to the common kitchen, grabbed a glass of water and leaned against the kitchen counter, waiting for Corey to start the conversation. "Can't you just be a little more considerate towards your housemate? I don't need to hear you having sex all the time." Dylan enjoyed his irritated voice. He would bring home a girl every night if that would mean he could see Corey's irritation each morning. 'And please cover up a little, will you? I really don't need to see that", Corey continued as he put his hand in front of his face to cover part of his sight. Dylan looked down and was surprised to see that he had a notable bulge in his boxers. That was unintentional. Probably a remainder of his morning wood combined with Madelon's tight hug. Dylan would normally feel awkward about it, but now he just grinned and said: "I'm sorry one person here is having fun at least", as he grabbed his crotch jokingly. Having had sex last night gave him a strange sense of confidence. Corey was clearly not amused. "Look, it's clear you enjoyed yourself, lad. But I need my sleep and I can't sleep if you're banging right adjacent to my room for two hours in the middle of the night. That's disgusting. Where did you pick up that slut anyway? Don't you have any dignity? You're not the only one living here, lad. And please cover up your knob." Dylan just grinned." "Was it really two hours? Pretty good stamina if I say so myself." Corey stood up, grabbed his plate and went back to his room.
 
He woke up with the girl laying naked besides him. Her head was on his chest and one small arm was wrapped around his slender waste. Dylan lifted Madelon's arm up and got slowly out of bed not to wake her up. He put on a pair of white boxers, sat down on the couch and looked tiredly through the messages on his phone. 'Sounds like you had some fun last night lad', read the message of his housemate Corey. Knowing him, it was written more as a complaint than out of curiosity. He must have heard the screams of Madelon and the pounding on the bed. Dylan ignored him. The two housemates never really got along well together. Corey was very strict when it came to other people's responsibilities or tasks, but he always had an excuse to avoid doing work himself. After a while, Madelon woke up and looked around the room somewhat confused. She asked whether she could use the shower and Dylan gave her a towel. Dylan tried to avoid long eye contact, but could not help to examine her body closely as she walked to the bathroom. Her ass moved around with every step she took, and Dylan's dick started to grow again. He thought about last night, how she had moaned and screamed, how she had devotedly swallowed his cum. He hesitated to join her in the shower and have a last fuck, but that would be a little too intimate for his taste. He knew from experience that once he committed to flirt in the morning, she would expect more from him than this one-night-stand. Instead, Dylan just waited until the shower stopped running. Madelon came out wearing the towel around her body, but clearly did not mind covering everything up carefully. She walked closer to Dylan and smiled at him. "Normally I don't do these kinds of things, but I had a great time last night. I'm happy you convinced me to come over." She put one hand softly behind the waistband of his boxers, close to where his bulge was. She must have seen his semi through the white fabric. Dylan tried to back up, but there was no space left behind him. "Yea, it was great indeed", he responded. Madelon smiled. "What are you going to do today? Would you maybe like to have lunch together?" "Eh.. Sorry no, I have other plans." He looked away and ran his hand through his hair. Dylan always felt awkward and somewhat guilty at these moments. He was very aware that he was being rude, but did not know what else to say. There was a short, disappointing silence, after Madelon replied: "Oh okay. That is eh.. no problem. Maybe some other time soon then?" She had a hopeful spark in her beautiful green eyes, but Dylan declined for the second time: "Sorry, babe. I eh.. Might see you around some time I guess." "Okay.. It's what you want." Madelon looked away disoriented and released her hand from his boxers. She started collecting her clothes from across the room and put them on. Dylan just stood there in his boxers watching her struggle to get her pants on after he remembered that that might not be so polite. He started reorganizing some notebooks on his desk that did not need any reorganizing and waited until she was finished. "I guess I'm going then." "Yea I guess so. I had a good time", Dylan replied as he walked her to the door. He opened up and saw Corey sitting at the table in their common kitchen. Corey had big bags under his eyes and looked absolutely irritated. Madelon politely smiled to him and then looked back at Dylan. "I guess I'm going then", she repeated and she started to hug him. Knowing that Corey was watching, he went in with her hug and held her tightly against his still half-naked body. To Madelon's surprise, Dylan gave an audible kiss on her lips. He then looked directly at Corey and saw him sneer after focusing on his breakfast again. Dylan again felt slightly wrong for playing with this girl, but pestering Corey was more important at the moment. Madelon released the hug and left. Dylan walked intentionally to the common kitchen, grabbed a glass of water and leaned against the kitchen counter, waiting for Corey to start the conversation. "Can't you just be a little more considerate towards your housemate? I don't need to hear you having sex all the time." Dylan enjoyed his irritated voice. He would bring home a girl every night if that would mean he could see Corey's irritation each morning. 'And please cover up a little, will you? I really don't need to see that", Corey continued as he put his hand in front of his face to cover part of his sight. Dylan looked down and was surprised to see that he had a notable bulge in his boxers. That was unintentional. Probably a remainder of his morning wood combined with Madelon's tight hug. Dylan would normally feel awkward about it, but now he just grinned and said: "I'm sorry one person here is having fun at least", as he grabbed his crotch jokingly. Having had sex last night gave him a strange sense of confidence. Corey was clearly not amused. "Look, it's clear you enjoyed yourself, lad. But I need my sleep and I can't sleep if you're banging right adjacent to my room for two hours in the middle of the night. That's disgusting. Where did you pick up that slut anyway? Don't you have any dignity? You're not the only one living here, lad. And please cover up your knob." Dylan just grinned." "Was it really two hours? Pretty good stamina if I say so myself." Corey stood up, grabbed his plate and went back to his room.
I sense some sexual tension between Corey and Dylan. Actually reminds me of me and my old roommate...
 
The summer was really getting started. Dylan could feel the heat rays through the car window on his skin. Good weather always meant a good mood. He sat in the backseat of Tom's car and was staring to the changing cityscape from large apartment complexes and highways to smaller buildings in the dunes. On the background his friends were singing along with some rap song, knowing only half the words, but having more than twice the fun. Leo was sitting next to him and was making some enthusiastic dance moves which were clearly off rhythm. Even Michael had set away his pride and was fully engaged in singing the song, while drinking a beer. They were on their way to the beach. It was the first tropical day of the year.

Once the song was over, the previously held conversation continued. "So Leo, you still haven't fucked anyone?", Michael teased. He clearly found it funny to annoy Leo another time. "Maybe you should try our sloppy seconds." Leo hit Michael on his shoulder. "Fack off, I don't want my knob in some cave where yours has been already." "Why not? I can loosen her up for you." "No thanks, mate. I prefer a girl being tight." "We all know you just like them sixteen years old and virgin. Maybe then you have a chance." "Just get lost. You know I don't like that." That was true. Leo had told us quite some time he liked to be bossed around in bed. He gets horny from being told what to do and is not really ashamed about it. "I like them older than me. They should be a real lady, instead of the tiny teenagers you are trying to get laid with", Leo said. Dylan looked at him and saw his smile as he was proud of his comeback. It did not last for long as Tom started moaning: "Oh Leo, please fuck me with your tiny dick. Leo please." Leo hit him angrily on his shoulder, and Michael and Dylan were laughing hard. "Yea Leo, hit me harder. You turn me on so much." Leo hit him again. "Oh yes. Now suck my dick, Leo." "Fack off mate, I'm no faggot." Leo stopped punching him and sat angrily in his backseat. It was the same funny sight as in the locker room. Dylan knew it would only last for a minute or so. "Well maybe you should consider trying out men. You might have more luck there", Michael replied while laughing. Leo did not and just shook his head in anger.
 
Michael's appearance was astonishing while he was playing football on the packed beach. He was thin, tall and handsome, and his tanned body moved with both grace and strength across the shore. His long legs made quick steps, turns and jumps in the sand, and the drops of water and sweat on his abs shined in the bright sunlight with every move. Michael's body was athletic to say the least. His thin waist quickly turned broader at his chest and shoulders, and his arm muscles were well-defined. His dark hair had gotten soft and curly because of the water, but his jawline was as sharp as ever. Michael wore dark sunglasses and pink swimming trunks that complemented his tanned skin. To finish off his look, a white Calvin Klein waistband was clearly present.

Michael was clearly the best player on the field as he and Dylan butchered Tom and Leo. They were not terrible either, but the speed at which Michael played around with the ball was too fast for them. The two friends were getting more annoyed by every goal, especially fueled by the cocky laughter of Michael.

After Michael scored another time in the improvised goal made of bags and beer cans, Tom had had enough. He ran towards Michael and tackled him on the ground. Michael was strong, but Tom's body was much broader and way more powerful. After years of playing water polo, Tom may not have gotten the slender, attractive physique of Michael, but he truly was a beast. His arms and upper legs looked absolutely massive while he pushed Michael to the ground. Leo screamed with joy as he rushed towards his rival. He jumped on top of Michael's lower back as Tom held his legs. He grabbed his arm and held it tightly in position. "Do you surrender?", Leo said while smiling widely. "No. Never." Leo put his other arm around Michael's neck and repeated the question. Michael's muffled mumbles still did not sound like a surrender, so Leo turned to Tom: "He'll not win this time. Pull his trunks down." Tom grinned and grabbed the top of Michael's pink trunks. He pulled them down slowly, revealing Michael's white boxers and the form of his butt. Dylan was not sure if he should intervene due to the many people around them, so he just looked at the sight of his friend being pinned down on the ground. Michael's mumbles turned more desparate as his pride was being pulled down, and he finally tapped on the ground with his flat hand. "Do you resign?", Leo laughed excitedly, "Hmm.. What do I get as a price?" He looked in the sky for a while to find a worthy price that would acknowledge his victory. He looked back at Michael and said with a large grin on his face: "I know. I am getting a favour from you. I can ask you to do anything at any time. Agree?" He released his arm from Michael's neck. "Piss off" was the response. Leo tapped on Tom's shoulder and he continued lowering his trunks. By this point, all of his white boxers were revealed. While Tom had lowered his trunks, part of his boxers went slightly down as well, showing the top of his ass cheeks. His ass was clenched together as he tried in vain to break free one final time. "Okay stop, whatever you want you faggots." Leo giggled as he jumped up. Tom let go of his firm grip and high-fived Leo. Michael stood up with his trunks around his knees. He turned to Dylan as he started pulling them back up. Dylan saw a glimpse of what seemed to be Michael's pubes and dick, before he quickly covered everything up again. "Thanks for helping me out mate", Michael said angrily. Dylan grinned at him as Michael walked to his blanket and laid down on it.
 
When the sun was setting, they went to a nearby beach café where the guys continued drinking. It was a simple, cheap clubhouse, but it still seemed to be a popular place for local students. As soon as they entered the pub, Michael and Tom approached a group of five pretty girls. As the night and the drinks continued, the group started to loosen up, dance and flirt. One girl named Lydia was dancing closely with Michael. She was by far the prettiest girl in the room. She had long, blond hair and sharp blue eyes. Michael was however mainly obsessed with her body as she moved around the dance floor in her tiny bikini. She was very sportive and had big curves on the right places. She seemed to be especially proud of her ass as she shook it in front of Michael while dancing. He occasionally checked her out not at all secretly, but she appeared to enjoy his horny looks. Lydia was similarly attracted to Michael's body as she ran her fingers around his abs and chest while dancing. It did not take long before the two started kissing.

Tom also had luck with a small Asian girl named Rachel. Even though she was petite, her personality definitely was the opposite. She was the most chatty person and frequently urged everyone to take more shots. After all the liquor, Dylan expected her to be heavily drunk, but she seemed to have enough experience. When the entire pub was singing along with a classic song, Tom lifted her in the air with his big arms and put her on his shoulders to sing along the hardest. Rachel was clearly impressed by the strength of Tom's body as after he put her down again, they made out. It was a characteristic sight as the large muscles of Tom wrapped around Rachel's small waste.

Dylan and Leo also had fun with the remaining three girls, but they just did not connect as well as the others did. Leo attempted with one girl for a while, but in the end they just had fun together, which they both did not seem to mind. Dylan fancied a girl named Sofia; big boobs and a very cute smile. She would occasionally check him out, however, she avoided almost every move Dylan tried to make. In the end, he lost patience and stopped making advances to her.
 
After the hours passed, the group got more drunk and the sexual tension rose with it. "So tell me, what's the weirdest place you guys had sex?", Rachel asked with a penetrating look. Tom laughed and said: "I am open to try something weirder with you." The guys laughed, but Rachel would not be put aside that quickly. "You're a child, Tom. I know all the places they were fucked." She pointed at her friends one by one. "Jacuzzi. Train. Library. Changing room. And for me, on top of a mountain." Of course. Tom and Michael grinned at each other as they heard that their girls were adventurous.
"So, your turn." "Train for me as well", Dylan said. That was in an empty train carriage with his ex girlfriend on their way to her parents. "On the deck of a sailboat", Tom said, "The rest was downstairs listening to her screams. She clearly couldn't handle my cock." Rachel rolled her eyes, but decided not to respond to his immature comment. She looked at Leo. "Eh.. I guess on the toilet in a club. Oh no, on a balcony! That was fun", Leo said proudly. "Did anyone see you?", Lydia asked. "I don't know, they might have. It was during the day at least, but I was not really focused on the streets, you know. Yea, now I do remember a lad looking up. I think I gave him a thumbs up. I was hammered." Dylan pictured Leo fucking with a big, happy smile on his face.

"Your turn Michael." He stood there with his cocky smirk on his face. "Where not. I think I've done all of yours already. Let's say I've been a busy man. Lecture hall, on the side of the highway, ferris wheel, bus shelter, in an alley." Tom looked surprised: "Wait, you shagged that girl as well? In the alley last week I mean. Thought she only went down on you." "Naturally, mate, wouldn't waste my time on her. Did you see how fit she was? She was all over me." Dylan clearly remembered how lucky she seemed to be with Michael's big dick in her mouth. The fact that they had sex in an alley that close to the busy streets made him horny again.

Dylan looked at Lydia and she looked confused in what to feel about this story of Michael. Rachel already made up her mind: "You're disgusting Michael. Lydia, I think he has enough girls at home to bang already. I'd find a proper gentleman." Michael just grinned. Even though Rachel gave the impression of being angry, they all knew she did not mean it really. She looked at everyone with a slight smile on her face and yelled: "Now let's go skinnydipping!", as she ran out of the pub, quickly followed by her friends. The guys looked at each other with big smiles and immediately ran after them.
 
The girls were already running towards the water naked as the guys approached the place where they had dropped their swimwear. The girls' asses bounced in the bright spotlights of the beach house behind them. Leo and Dylan jumped out of their swimming trunks and were first to join them in the water. The water was very refreshing after the sweaty pub, and the temperature was perfect.

Tom and Michael took their time to undress. They probably wanted all eyes on them. When they took off their boxers as well, they started walking towards the water. The sharp light shined from behind them, revealing big shadows on the flat beach as they got closer. Both of Dylan's friends had impressive contours. Tom was broad in every sense. His shoulders, chest, arms and legs formed big shadows on the ground. But even more imposing than his physique was the contour of his dick swinging around with every step. Dylan had seen it before in showers, but never looked at it this directly. Tom's cock was long and very thick, even though it was still soft. It seemed to be as thick as his wrist and it swung disorderly against his upper legs. The shape of his cock held back enough light to create a large, constantly moving shadow as he approached the water.

Compared to the tough look of Tom, Michael was built more elegantly. Michael had a beautiful, slender waist and big chest and shoulders. Between his long legs, with which he could model on any catwalk, was a third leg. It was thick. Not as thick as Tom's, but still thick enough to turn any girl crazy. Michael's dick was way longer however. His soft dick must have been already more than 16 centimeters while it was gracefully dangling along his legs.

As Tom and Michael were walking towards the water, the girls were giggling continuously. Dylan only picked up small parts of their whispers, but they were clearly in trance with their sizes. Even Rachel did not make any cynical comment and just looked at how they walked towards them. As the two guys entered the water, their dicks submerged in the sea, but Dylan knew for a fact that everyone was visualizing their muscled bodies swimming towards them with their dicks levitating in the water.
 
Tom swam closer to Rachel and asked teasingly: "You liked what you saw?" "I'm still a bit shocked to be honest." "Why?", Tom asked with a smirk on his face. He wanted to make her say it. "By your body. You look huge." Tom looked at her with raised eyebrows, nudging her to continue. Rachel rolled her eyes again. "Tom, you're a fucking child. You know what I meant." Tom still did not respond, but just looked at her. "For fuck's sake. Are you really gonna make me say it? Will that boost your ego further, little boy?" "Yea, I need it. I'm still a little shy." "Piss off. Alright. Your dick looks fucking massive. I bet you can really hurt girls with it." Tom grinned. "Especially tiny girls can't seem to handle it. They always start screaming." Rachel pressed her lips together. She looked both disturbed and intrigued. "Maybe later Tom", she said as she swam back towards her friends, "You're very immature."

Tom looked slightly offended after being turned down. Dylan laughed as Tom turned towards him. "What mate?", Tom asked. "It's nothing. It's just funny to see you fail." Tom made a sudden move towards him. He leaped out of the water and put both hands on Dylan's head. The weight of Tom was too much to hold back and Dylan submerged under water. He tried to resist by pushing him away, but his strength was nowhere near equal to Tom's. He grabbed Tom's arm with one hand and tried in vain to pull himself up. His other hand was swinging around in the water, desperately finding something to hold on to as air was running out. He grabbed the wrist of Tom's other hand tightly, or at least he thought so at first. Dylan quickly retracted his hand when he realised he had intentionally grabbed Tom's manhood. It was clear that Tom had gotten half an erection after teasing Rachel, and his meat felt thick, but still soft. It was difficult to estimate how big it was exactly, but it felt as big as a plastic bottle.

Immediately after that, Tom released the pressure and Dylan was able to grasp for air. He was panting heavily and he looked at Tom. Tom was just laughing hard, but did not show any reaction to the incident that had just occurred below the water. Maybe he did not notice, Dylan thought. Although that would be odd as Dylan had grabbed it very tightly. Perhaps he just did not want any other embarrassment in front of Rachel that would affect his masculinity even further. That would make sense.
 
It did not take long before Michael had asked Lydia to leave the water together with him, with the poor excuse to get some drinks. They swam back towards the pub and were quickly out of hearing range, however, the bright light illumated the scene. When they approached the beach, they started walking out of the water, revealing more of their bodies with every step they made. Michael's slender waist and buttcheeks were now moving in the light. Occasionally it was possible to see Michael's dick swinging between his legs. He was quickly followed by Lydia's beautiful hourglass figure. Her ass was even bigger than Dylan expected and it bounced around after every step. Michael seemed to have noticed it as well as he put his hand on her ass and squeezed it firmly. Lydia looked at him and hit him softly on his shoulder, but Michael did not release his hand until they arrived at their clothes. They put them back on and left for the pub.

"Wanna bet they don't come back?", Leo asked nobody in particular. Dylan already knew this was the case. They were probably on their way to her room or apartment.