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Saturday, March 21
10:45PM MDT
Steamboat Springs, CO
Pierce Livingston
“Dillon would have been a great place for us all to stay. Much closer, too,” Jeff said to me as he pinched my nipple through the maroon and white Little Rock University t-shirt I wore just for him. We were fifteen minutes away from Steamboat Springs, Colorado. Jeff’s parents had taken him and a teammate skiing his freshman year in high school when no one from their team qualified for the state wrestling tournament. He was the only one among the ten of us who had been skiing. The rest of us either went to state all four years in high school or never had the chance to go to a mountainous area.
“Maybe,” Mitchell replied from the driver’s seat when he overheard what was probably supposed to be a more private statement to me. “Free is free, though.”
“Can’t argue with that,” Jeff said loud enough for everyone in the van to hear.
“Wait until you see the place,” Mitchell continued.
The energy level in the van on the way there was strange, to say the least. Here we were all together. All of us had worked our asses off to qualify for nationals. All college level wrestlers have to deal with the pressure from our coaches and teammates and referees and booing fans and those seven minutes on the mat and hours on busses and delayed flights where we might have to sit in a middle seat. Not to mention professors and graduate teaching assistants and roommates and parents and friends and the fucking scale.
All of us in the van had the added pressure of dealing with, in some way, shape or form, being gay and guarding this fact from those who we weren’t comfortable enough with to tell. Many of whom we were naked with in the showers at least twice a week during the season. Many of whom would beat the ever-living daylight out of us if they ever found out we batted for the other team.
Most of the three hour trip from Denver was quiet. Strangely quiet. I’m sure the view would have been breathtaking had it been daylight. I’m sure everyone who was awake was dealing with a mix of emotions as they reflected on their performance over the last three days and the season itself. I’d bet a dollar that all were just as exhausted as I was now that the season was done and nationals were behind us. And then adding in the notion that we’d all probably be naked twenty minutes after we’d set our bags down in Mitchell’s family’s condo.
Two in the van made it all the way. Drew and Colton were both first time NATIONAL. FUCKING. CHAMPIONS. BITCH! I was a semi-finalist, which meant that I was the one who lost to Colton during the finals. Mitchell pointed Colton out to me when we ran into each other yesterday before session three started. I don’t know that Colton knew about me, but I will probably always wonder if I went easy on Colton, because he’s just as hot as the sun, and I knew he liked to take it up the bum.
Drew’s teammate, Levi, was the other one hundred thirty-three pounder in the van. I didn’t know he was a fellow pole smoker when he and I competed against each other in session two on Thursday. He gave me a run for my money. We were tied four-four until there were only fifteen seconds left in the third period when I recognized that his concentration broke and took him down with a fireman’s carry.
‘Oh my god,” Drew was the first to comment as we approached Mitchell’s family’s condominium. “Your family must be loaded to have a condo so big that it sleeps twelve.”
“It’s actually my boyfriend’s family’s condo. Although Jordan never got to join them bursa eskort when they’d take their spring break trips during high school since he always went along with me to support me at state.”
“You have a boyfriend and you’re here with us?” Lucas asked Mitchell.
“Yeah,” Mitchell said simply.
“How does that work?” Levi asked.
“We decided before we left for college that we’d be committed to each other through our college education, but could sleep with whomever we wanted.”
“How has that worked out?” our one hundred forty-one pound Alaskan, Demarcus Strong, asked. Nationals was the first time he attempted using the wromocode. He’d only just happened on to our group on SpreadIt at the beginning of the month. He told me when we met after session four that he wished we would have developed it two years prior.
“It’s worked out just fine,” Mitchell answered. “He’s the reason why we’re getting free accommodations tonight.”
“And you’re certain he knows what we’ll be doing while we’re here?” Demarcus continued to push.
“Yep,” Mitchell said as he pulled the van up to the front of what looked like a huge lodge.
We all disembarked the van and grabbed our bags before we headed for the front door. We entered a grand and richly decorated welcome area. “The common areas are shared and maintained by the owners of the four connected grand condominiums. You all are welcome to swim if you want.”
“Is there a hot tub in our condo?” Niccolo Mayo asked. He was the other newbie to the wromocode. Tonight was his maiden voyage just as it was for Demarcus. Niccolo was the one hundred fifty-four pound starter from West Virginia. He had amazing arms and a runway model’s face, hair and chest. The only thing that made him look like a wrestler was the cauliflower ear he earned on his left side.
I followed Niccolo into the condo. The reaction from each of us was the same. Our jaws were on the floor and our eyes wide open. The place was huge and just magnificent.
As we all made our way through our beautiful shared space we were all gobsmacked looking at the vaulted ceilings that were probably twenty feet high, at least. The theme of the living room, and probably the whole place, was unsurprisingly country western. It was filled with medium stained woods, red curtains and accent pillows on the giant u-shaped sectional that sat at least fifteen. A giant big screen TV was mounted high and to the side of a built-in fireplace. Of course a giant moose’s head was mounted on the wall above the modern kitchen. The place had two master bedrooms. Both of which had fireplaces. The bigger of the master bedroom had an extra long bathtub that all ten of us would have fit in if we all leaned on the chest of the one behind us.
“All right,” Mitchell said as he walked into the kitchen where three boxes sat on the breakfast nook. “Everyone gather around so I can pass out the supplies.”
“Supplies?” I asked. “You didn’t mention anything about supplies?”
“Jordan wanted to make sure we were all comfortable,” Mitchell said as he ripped open the second largest box. “Yep. Just what I thought. Douches for all.”
“What?” one of the guys dragged out.
“He didn’t think you’d have room in your bags to bring yours from home. There’s one for each. We can take turns cleaning ourselves out. I mean, there are four bathrooms. It won’t take any time at all.”
“What’s in the other boxes?” Colton asked.
Mitchell ripped open another. “Tiny bottles of lube, which means the next two are surprises for everyone. Pierce, görükle escort you open one of the last two. Drew as the other originator of the wromocode, you get to open the last one.”
I opened the box Mitchell pushed in front of me and had a big smile on my face when I pulled a pair of fluorescent green boxer briefs with wromocode stitched into the waistband. “These are amazing! Multiple sizes. I’m sure everyone will find a pair that fits.”
“I’m next,” Drew said. He opened his box and pulled out a little green hand towel. “Look guys. Wromocode is printed along the bottom!”
“Those are cum rags!” Jeff yelled.
“Fitting,” Lucas said with a smile on his face.
“And very generous,” Levi followed up.
“The last box is beach towels. These stay here and for us to sit on when we’re on one of the beds. Jordan didn’t know if we’d have enough towels and wanted us to have plenty of clean towels to bathe with after or tomorrow or whenever.”
“Okay. Now we pick rooms and beds. Our two national champions get first dibs. Congratulations once again to you both. Drew, you had the best point spread so I assume you’ll take the largest master bedroom.”
“You know I will. Levi, Lucas and I will all see you in the morning,” he said as he wagged his finger at them. We all watched as each got their douche, lube, towels and undies and all walked back to the master suite.
“Are they coming back out?” one of the guys asked.
“They’re kind of a thing now,” Jeff said with a look on his face that made me think he was trying not to feel left out or abandoned. Niccolo walked up to him and gave his big tricep a squeeze before he leaned in and gave him a kiss. “I’d have a thing with you if we lived closer together.”
“Little Rock isn’t that far away,” Jeff said as he looked him in the eye.
“From Huntington?” Niccolo asked.
“What state is that in?”
“West Virginia.”
“Nope. Not that far at all,” Jeff said with a smile.
“Okay,” Mitchell said. “Three guys can go douche now if they want in the other three bathrooms. This won’t take very long. Double up if you really want to, but I’m going in by myself. I’m sure the rest of you can find something to pass the time with. Make yourself comfortable. The fridge is fully stocked. There’s beer and wine in there, too. Jordan told us to help ourselves to whatever we wanted. The only thing he asked is that the moose stay mounted above the kitchen.” Everyone laughed of course.
Mitchell walked over to me as Hatfield, Niccolo and Demarcus grabbed their supplies and headed into the bathroom. “Thanks so much for arranging all this,” I said to him before he leaned down to kiss me.
“It’s nice to see you again,” Mitchell said to me.
“What about me?” Colton said as he joined us.
“I barely recognized you with a shirt on,” Mitchell smiled at him.
“I can fix that,” Colton said as he peeled off his shirt and dropped it to the floor.
“Now the party has started!” Niccolo yelled before he copied Colton and shed his own shirt.
I had to hold back the temptation of nabbing their t-shirt’s and stuffing them in my gym bag to enjoy sometime in the future. Instead, I shed my own shirt. I mean, Jeff’s shirt. Seconds later, everyone was half naked.
“I’m going to get a fire going in the fireplace so we don’t catch our death in here,” Mitchell said as he stepped back.
“How nice will it be to have naked fun in front of the fireplace?” I asked Jeff.
“I’ll wrestle you for the top position.”
“I bursa escort bayan think we’ve already established that,” I smiled as I took in his hotness and tried to catch the scent of his familiar pheromones.
“How does it feel to be the national champ?” Mitchell asked.
“It feels awesome. I can’t wait for my reward,” Colton replied as he stepped forward and touched my cheek with a couple of fingers as he looked me in the eye. He quickly put his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. “I would have loved to have done that while we were halfway through our first period.”
That was when we were bent at the waist, facing each other and moving in a circle. That’s when I recognized that he wasn’t concentrating on the last minute and a half in the period. I don’t know where his mind was, but I took my shot and took him down for two. “You mean before I scored two on you?”
He chuckled and slipped two fingers into the waistband of my sweats. “Can I see what you packed for the trip?”
“Shouldn’t I blow you first? You won.”
“I get first choice of what I do to you and I want to be the first to see Mitchell’s fire reflecting off your chest when I look up from in between your legs,” Colton said as he took my hand and led me to the corner seat of the couch.
Mitchell struck the first match as Colton pulled my sweats down and pushed me onto the leather couch. “I knew you were a shower,” he said.
“Wait ’til it gets harder,” I said as he took me into his mouth.
Mitchell stood up and looked at us after the fire was going strong. “Can I join you?” he asked as he turned and looked at us. He was so much taller than I am. His chest wasn’t as big as mine, but it looked perfect with this tapered waistline.
By the time he joined us, I saw Hatfield, Niccolo and Demarcus emerge all cleaned out from their respective bathrooms. Jeff walked over to grab his doucher. Seeing that Colton and Mitchell were keeping me busy, he looked like he didn’t quite know what to do next. A moment later, he headed towards a bathroom with lube and a douche in hand.
Colton gave an amazing blowjob. He certainly had had a bit of practice in his life. Kneeling close by, Mitchell was enjoying kissing my chest, licking my nipples and trying to do what he could to clean my right armpit. He moved to lay on his side on the main part of the couch that ran parallel with the fireplace. I could see his familiar erection in his shorts and really wanted to help him out of his sweats. Colton was certainly keeping me seated, though.
Demarcus approached us and seemed to read my mind. He grabbed for Mitchell’s waistline. Mitchell released his lips from my nipple and lifted his tight ass off the couch so Demarcus could slip his sweats off. He knelt in front of Mitchell, grabbed his piece, licked his thick lips and let them slide to the base of Mitchell’s manhood.
With Mitchell otherwise distracted, I could put my full attention on the magic that Colton was performing on my nether region. I hadn’t paid much attention to his faded haircut until I tried to grab his too short hair on the back of his head. With nothing to grab, I simply pushed a little and lifted my hips up to really hit the back of his throat. He took it like a champ, too.
“I didn’t know you could take that much,” Mitchell said to Colton.
I hadn’t been paying attention to Mitchell’s attention.
“I’ve got several tricks up my sleeve,” Colton said after he lifted his head and let my cock slip over his lips.
“It’s too hot for that overstuffed coat you were wearing in Kansas City.”
“It’s plenty warm in here isn’t it?” Colton said.
“Are you guys going to go clean yourselves out?” Jeff said when he walked back into the living room. “All three restrooms are available.”
“Let’s get to it,” Mitchell said.
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