--ELEVEN--
"What Happens in Vegas..."
PART 1/2
JOEY
There were so many lights in Vegas! I had to squint because it was so bright, and because I was a little drunk to be honest. Eric had made me pregame with him in the hotel room, and a beer turned into shots and now we’re having a full blown conversation with this old Uber driver.
“I remember coming to Vegas with my brother. Bad break up?”
We left the strip and were heading down a side highway to what was “the best strip club”, which is Eric request for the Uber driver.
“You don’t come to these clubs every night, boss?!” Eric said patting the older man on his shoulder. I thought he might be getting upset, but it looked like he was enjoying Eric’s boldness. He was smiling and began to go on a rant about why he can’t go here every night.”
“The wife wouldn’t like that very much!” He said.
“Maybe I should just leave her then, huh?” He said and Eric and I bursted up laughing. We probably only laughed so hard because we were drinking.
Before I knew it, we pulled up to the strip club. The pink and orange neon lights were just as bright as the ones on the strip. Party buses and limos filled the parking lot. We were dropped off right in front. Eric and I told the Uber driver bye, and walked into the loud chaos of the club.
It was more or less how I imagined. Groups of boys who were talking big game but were now intimidated, old gentlemen there for a show, girls with rich sugar daddies, and then there was Eric and I. Two buff dudes with a heavy buzz and we were ready to fuck shit up. Ha - or whatever the kids say now.
“First round on me” Eric said slapping my shoulder and heading to the bar. There was a black girl on the stage with perfect titties spinning around the pole like silk. Beautiful - soft areolas and a shaved pussy that I wanted to demolish. My cock throbbed in my pants, and I was surprised how hard I had gotten without realizing it.
Eric had ordered us two jack and cokes. I was thankful that Eric made us do a quick burn out set of pushups. I felt pumped and knew I could afford the extra calories tonight - we were here to have a good time. Enjoy ourselves. And you know what? I forgot all about Ashley. It was the first time in the day that I didn’t really think of her. I looked at Eric. His square jaw and thick neck that protruded from his polo was wet with a little sweat because these Vegas summers were intense. He turned to me and handed me a drink and patted my shoulder guiding me away.
“Ready for some titties?” He said before taking a big swig of his drink. I just chuckled before we were both distracted by this beautiful woman sitting in the corner. She had her eyes locked on us, and as soon as they met, it felt like a fire started to burn so good in both of us. The cold drink slid down my throat and straight to my cock, swelling it more with every step we took. I could tell Eric felt the same. His eyes were locked on her and they both exchanged flirty smiles that slowly crept across their faces at the same time. We were hers and my heart started beating hard with the anticipation that swelled in my pants.
SHAWN
I couldn’t really think about Eric working out here naked - it just made me feel a little uncomfortable sitting on the same bench that I’m sure he sat on with his bare ass. That dude is crazy, but at least I get a private gym while I watch his house.
He had a solid set up - bench press, dumbbells and a squat rack. You could hit every part. No wonder Eric was so jacked.
The weather was pretty nice out. I wasn’t going to be butt ass naked like Eric suggested, but I did take my shirt off. It wasn’t something I was able to do at my gym, and I got to admit it was nice to see my muscle development and range of motion in real time. I put work into it, and I liked to appreciate it every once in a while.
Then in the mirror, I saw the jacuzzi behind me. My mind replayed that night in a split second - Suzie’s wet pussy pulsating around my swollen cock as I thrusted into her with all my force. Greg sitting feet away watching it all go down.
Luckily there were no cameras like I feared. I awkwardly asked Eric one day, and his answer was even weirder. But again, that dude was kind of unpredictable.
“Hey Man” I said walking up to him in the drive way one day when he came in from work.
“You don’t have like… a camera or anything in the back. Do you?” I don’t think I had to include context, he knew what I was talking about. I could tell instantly from the smile that slid across his face.
“Nah man. You planning to rob me or something?” He said laughing and slapping my arm.
“Yeah bro, wake up with one less gym set up.” I laughed, relieved that he didn’t have any record of that crazy raunchy shit that went down.
But then - it didn’t make sense.
How did he know, in detail, what went down if he didn’t see it on a camera? Him and that Joey dude.
“So how did you see?”
Damn - it was about to get awkward. Then he started laughing that laugh I heard all the time from across the street.
“Honestly? We watched, bro.”
I thought it was weird at first, then we kind of just laughed it off and made a few comments about that night. I was strangely fine with it. Like I said, I already knew he was crazy.
Looking at his dumbbells, I could tell which ones he used the most since they were the ones that were worn. The tens and fifteens were pretty much brand new, but the forties through hundreds were tarnished and tattered. He was a strong dude. I curled and saw my bicep tightening in the mirror. My vein bulging and contracting like a small river with every contraction. I bounced my chest a bit, ha. I couldn’t really stare this deep at myself at the gym without looking like a dick - but here I could do what I want. Shit, I could probably even strip my shit off and work out naked like Eric does, see what the hype is about…
Na.
I wrapped up, watered his plants, turned his front light on and headed home.
ERIC
My cock was rock hard. I had to adjust it so many times to keep it from hurting and this beautiful woman kept rubbing up against it. She knew exactly what she was doing. The heat from her body felt too good. By now, her top was falling off little by little exposing her big fake tits. She was a goddess and she was grinding my boner like no tomorrow. Our eyes met and she smiled, giving me the silent permission I needed to suck on her hard firm nipple. I sloshed my tongue around in circular motions. I felt her grind harder onto my swollen cock in my pants - it was so hard it hurt. It hurt so good.
Her fat ass moved with the rhythm of the music - up and down and side to side. I kissed her and felt her warm tongue twist together with mine. She tasted sweet, went good with the alcohol I already had on my breath.
“Follow me?” She started to get up off my lap and took my hand.
My engorged cock was very obvious in my pants, good thing the club was dark enough so no one would notice. This girl was going to get a pretty penny from me, but fuck it. I’m buzzed and horny and she’s hot as fuck.
Oh shit. Joey.
I stopped and turned around. I didn’t forget about him sitting in the club next to me, but to be fair, there was a goddess humping my boner while I slurped her left titty. He looked uncomfortable - I recognize that tight smile and awkward posture anywhere. He took a sip of his drink, and then I saw that fucker rub his cock. He was just as boned up as me. Ha!
We met eyes and I nodded. He nodded back. It was going to be a good night.
I walked behind this beautiful woman that I could have seen in a porno. Perfect tits, fat ass, and she already showed me her moves. I couldn’t wait for my private dance. Jack off fuel for the next month for sure. Fuck, maybe even two.
Hopefully Joey gets a girl too. There were a few chicks there who were eyeing him now that me and my chick was leaving - open territory for the claim now. She must be the boss. She looked back at me and smiled a nasty little smile that I knew was begging for me—
“Your friend” her smile instantly faded and I felt my heart drop as I whipped my head around.
A bigger dude was up in Joey’s face.
“You staring at my girl?!” I heard him growl over the music. Joey looked up at him confused and angry. I immediately pushed through the small crowd and approached him. His wife was behind him with a few other couples all trying to calm him down and pull him back. I saw them when we first walked in, looks to be a group of friends or whatever. They were being loud and drunk.
“What are you talking about? Back up” Joey took a step back when the guy pushed him hard. Joey stumbles, tripping over the chair behind him. Security was rushing already, but I didn’t give a fuck. I pulled that big fuck by the collar and knocked him the fuck out - right in-between his drunk eyes. He fell like a wet blanket while his wife screamed and everyone rushed him. I looked at my boy and smiled.
JOEY
I wreaked of whiskey since my cup was more than half full when that dumb fuck got all crazy.
It all happened so fast. I didn’t even look at his girl! They came out of nowhere. They were already loud and drunk by the time we walked in.
Too bad. Eric was about to fuck the stripper and this petite Latina was about to walk over before the guy came up talking his shit.
After Eric knocked him out, the security pulled us both out and threw us out the front door along with some of the guys that were with the big dude who tried to get crazy with us after he collapsed.
The security was a big black dude - the kind of guy that wears sunglasses inside and chews on a tooth pick. He separated us and we all immediately calmed down - he was that kind of energy.
“Cops are on their way - I don’t give a fuck what you do, but I advise you to get the fuck out of here.” He boomed.
Next thing I know, some guy let us get in his Uber cause Eric could have gotten arrested and we weren’t trying to have that kind of night.
“You good?” He asked me.
Yeah - you?
“Fuck no. I have a fucked wrist and blue balls.”
We both laughed. Only Eric would joke like that. The Uber driver was talking on the phone loud as fuck. Weird but whatever.
Eric’s knuckles were a little bloody. Shit, he almost got arrested. And for me. He protected me.
My best friend. Damn.
We slowly dragged ourselves out of the Uber.
“Should we go to a bar?” Eric asked looking at me.
Usually when he asks, he doesn’t want to go - otherwise he would have just told me we were going to a bar.
I didn’t feel it either. We had a cool buzz going, but that drama killed it for us and the whole “almost getting arrested” thing got us out of the mood.
We both decided to grab some drunk food at the casino and call it a night. We had tomorrow night still to go out and make it worth our while.
“That fucking piece of shit” Eric said followed by a chuckle as he slid the key card into the door. The greasy pizza and breadsticks he decided to splurge on gave me enough comfort to forget about the strip club until he brought it up just now. We were both beat - ready for bed.
Eric threw his polo off and unbuttoned his jeans leaving them in a clump on the floor where he dropped them. He walked to the bathroom in his gray boxer briefs and I heard him wince a bit as he rinsed his hand in the sink.
I chugged the gatorade we bought at the little snack mart downstairs in the lobby and stripped to my boxer briefs too. We had already chosen our beds earlier - I plopped down in mine not even bothering to pull the sheets back.
“Thank you, bro.” I said realizing I never thanked him. He walked out of the bathroom and made his way to his bed.
“Fuck yeah, of course. No ones going to bitch us out like that.”
“Sorry about your knuckles.”
He grab his thick bulge, making it more obvious in his briefs.
“Be more sorry about these blue balls.” He pulled his half chubbed cock out and his massive balls that were swollen and bulging.
I laughed. Fucking Eric.
“Bro she was a baddie too.” I said.
“Fuck yeah she was. You see the way she was grinding on my cock?”
He pulled his briefs all the way off laying on top of his like I was. The lights were off but I knew he was stroking his chub getting it to his full glory.
“Fuck yeah man. Her tits were so nice too. Saw you slobbering on them.”
“I forgot where I was for a second. I would have fucked her right there if I could.”
I felt my cock grow with his words. Fuck - imagine he would have fucked her there in front of the whole club? My best friend slamming and showing off while I sat and watched. This made me throb.
“Fuck it? Let’s get this nut one way or another”
In a flash, the TV turned on.
With the abrupt intrusion of the bright light, I saw Eric’s nude body - his swollen muscles and even more swollen cock that he casually stroked with one hand while he set up the screen share on this phone. I knew where this was going.
“What you feeling tonight?” He said. He looked directly at my cock swelling in my briefs - the fabric tightening painfully around it. I lowered my hand and adjusted my meat, turning my cock towards the left of my briefs and rubbed it. I could see the precum announce itself darkening the gray fabric.
Eric scrolled down the video list - gang bangs. Big titties. Milfs. All of it. Then he went to the search bar and started to type
OIL FUCK
“I saw this crazy video the other day bro - watch.”
He scrolled down a bit and clicked on this video - the thumbnail was a hot petite Latina with big perky tits - nice brown nipples sticking straight up with another latino’s hands on one of them.
He pressed play as I peeled my briefs down, my fat cock drooling its way on to my stomach as I adjusted myself on the bed. I was a little buzzed still - jacking off with my legs wide open. I started to twirl my nipples and flick them like they do in the movies - my heart started to race. I was so fucking horny and this girl on the 72 inch screen in front of us was doing something to me. She was wearing a pair of pink panties and matching bra that was now pulled to the side exposing her big perky titties. Her nipples were hard and so shiny in the light. The dude was pretty buff too and he kissed her nasty with tongue while he slowly followed the dripping oil down in to their panties and started to finger her pussy. You could hear how wet it is, only adding to the dripping oil. She gyrated and moaned with the dudes tongue in her mouth. His one hands pinched her swollen nipple and the other hand fucked her while my hands both twisted my cock - soaked in precum. My toes curled. I imagined how lucky that dude was. I was losing my head and they weren’t even fucking yet. I had to slow down, squeeze the base of my dick a bit to keep myself down. I couldn’t cum yet.
“Damn bro don’t kill yourself” Eric chuckled, bringing me back down to Earth. I caught my breath and looked over at him smiling, then laughing.
“This is a good video bro. I love that oil shit” I said as I slowly started to rub my cock again.
Eric skipped a few minutes ahead right to the fucking scene. The dude has her legs spread wide open fucking her with his big latin cock. As he fucked, her titties bounced and he squirted more oil on them.
“Fuuuuck” I said trying to slow down my strokes again.
I saw Eric walk in front of the TV to our bags on the small table. His cock was hard and sticking straight out ahead of him. He rummaged a bit through his bag while the dude on the screen tongued the fuck out of her titties. He slowly made his way down her soaking wet body - he was covered in the oil too. His cock was as hard as Eric’s and I.
I saw Eric pull a bottle out of his bag and walk towards my bed. Without giving me a chance to react, he squirts the warm oil on me and laughed.
I jumped at first, but then I just went with it and laughed along.
“You’re fucking crazy, man.” I laughed. Fuck it - I started to rub it all along my chest and taking a big glob and stroking it on my boner. My eyes immediately rolled back and my legs began to twitch. I had to squeeze the base again. My cock was so swollen - throbbing like it never has before. I was moaning and whimpering and I didn’t even know it. I couldn’t cum now. It felt too good to end this.
“More?” Eric asked, but before I answered, he was blasting another squirt right on my cock then up to my chest - just like the guy on the porn was as he fucked that chick.
I looked into my best friend’s eyes and nodded. Yes - more.
PART 1/2
