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The sex with Rob was gut shattering, but it didn’t satisfy Braden’s suddenly insatiable desire for this new kind of sex. He walked around the first floor a couple of times to make sure none of the guys were out of their room; or worse, the coach. Then he went upstairs. He took the third hallway down to the end, avoiding room 230. Not that he believed coach would be wandering through something like a blackout party looking for any of them. He wouldn’t believe they would be a part of it. The darkness was harsher in the wide space at the end of the hallways. He bumped into a couple of guys, which they didn’t mind, then bumped into a partition sticking out from the wall. He made his way around it and as his eyes became more accustomed to the dark, he was able to make out male figures standing or milling around, and another partition sticking diagonally out from the wall. He backed up real easy to the partition to wait and see what would happen. He jumped at the feel of a hand on his butt and he reached back to feel a huge hole in the partition. The hand took his and another hand groped between his thighs, for his manhood. He turned around and flattened himself against the partition. Immediately, his cock was enveloped in the moist heat of the guy’s mouth. He moaned softly and felt another hand on his butt. He was aware that the person had knelt down behind him when he felt his hot breath on his butt. Then he began licking and kissing his butt.

**7 Cody goes to blackout party, meets Braden

Cody didn’t know where his courage came from to leave the room all by himself but once outside he felt a new surge of freedom and adventure as he wrestled with the idea of going up to the guy’s room. One thing for sure he needed to get out of the hallway. He headed for the stairs. His legs were shaking so bad he barely got to the first landing. It was darker at the stop of the stairs and he felt safer. At the last minute he abandoned the idea of going to the guy’s room. He was half scared and he didn’t know the numbering arrangement of the rooms and Coach and Scott were in room 230, which made it unwise to hang out in the hallways up there. It was dark Coach could make out who he was if he saw him up close enough. Some force propelled him down the dark hallway; the blackout party was somewhere on the second floor. He bumped into someone who put his arm around his waist before Cody could apologize and step back.

“Welcome to the party,” the man said. The man slipped his hand lower, down inside Cody’s towel and squeezed his butt. “Yess. Very Welcome,” he said.

With that, he loosened Cody’s towel and laid it over his shoulder. His eyes had become more accustomed to the dark and he could make out male figures all around him. He stood in the darkness, more naked than he’d ever been in his life, and vulnerable, and shaking with fright and desire. It was like a long-time dream come true, being in the midst of so many naked men, knowing what they wanted and what they wanted to do. He didn’t know what he should do. He wondered why they were just standing around. Then one of them moved toward him. He touched his hip and flattened his hand over Cody’s stomach, feeling his ab muscles, then moved up to feel his chest. He felt him up and down, testing his muscles, even to his knees to squeeze his thighs. He pressed his face against his manhood and Cody held his breath, waiting for the inevitable. Then the guy was taking his cock in his mouth. Cody brought his forearm up to his mouth to stifle his gasp. Everyone was so quiet; he didn’t want to be the one to yell out. His cock throbbed in the man’s mouth, and it felt like it was grown bigger and harder with each stroke. He’d never felt so big in his life. It felt incredible. He paid close attention to what the man was doing, how he was sucking his cock, how he moved his tongue. He even took it down his throat, all the way to his balls and Cody thought he was going to scream. He had to stop the man several times; he didn’t want to cum--till finally the man stood up.

“You wanta cool down?” he whispered in his ear.

“Yes,” Cody replied. He wanted to do more than cool down. Yes, he wanted to experience getting his cock sucked but he desperately wanted to try it himself, and there would never be another opportunity like this in his lifetime. I was like his dream was unfolding before his eyes, if he pretended that these men were his team mates and they were in the locker room at school. He didn’t know how to go about it at first. He was too timid to reach out for a guy’s cock, let alone get on his knees and suck him. He wished someone would force him to his knees and make him suck his cock. Instead, he found an empty spot and backed up against the wall and slid down to his haunches. Anywhere else, it would have been a relaxed, resting stance. Here, it was an invitation. Almost immediately, the guy standing next to him turned to face him and brushed his cock against his shoulder. Cody reached up for it. It was thick and rubbery, maybe best for the first time. He took a moment to gather his youthful courage and convince himself that he was actually going to do it. Then he turned his head and let the man shove his cock in his mouth. It was harder now, and a lot bigger. The man began moving his cock back and forth, fucking his mouth.

Cody moaned deep in his belly as he sucked the man’s cock, applying what he had felt when another guy had sucked his cock. He moved his tongue and worked his lips around the head. The man groaned and fucked his mouth. Another man came up to them, standing squarely in front him. His cock was sticking straight out, bobbing up and down as it throbbed. In the dark Cody judged it to be about eight inches long--more than he could take, but he went for it anyway. He let the other man’s cock go and leaned in to suck the bigger cock.

“OOhhhhh,” the man moaned softly.

“He’s good, isn’t he?” the first man said.

“Ohh, fuck, he’s incredible!”

The first man moved away and Cody heard him say quietly, “There’s a young kid over there against the wall. Sucks like a pro.”

Within a couple of minutes Cody was surrounded by cocks, all poking at him and throbbing and begging to be sucked by the young kid who sucked like a pro. He felt strangely proud that the guy had said that. He moved from one man to the other. Each cock was different and he loved discovering the difference, in taste, in texture as well as size. He loved sucking cock! In the back of his mind he wrestled with the inevitable; one of these guys was sure to shoot his load, and what was he supposed to do with it? In all of his dreams, he imagined that he would swallow it; let the guy pump his mouth full of the warm, thick semen and gulp it down. But he had no idea what it tasted like and if he didn’t like it, what then? Should he spit it out? Or try to get off of the cock before it erupted? Whatever, his worrying didn’t deter him from his newfound pleasure. As it turned out, no one shot off in his mouth. Only one of the men shot off at all, and he got his joy from shooting all over Cody’s face. That was more exciting that his imaginations of taking come in his mouth. He didn’t even bother to wipe it off, but instead, let it run down his face. Gradually, the gathering of men thinned out, as if they were suddenly bored and off to find greener grass. Cody got to his feet, still hungry for more cock. He wanted to line these guys up and suck every cock in the place. If Sean only knew what he was missing. IF he’d only stayed back in the room and let him know what he wanted, Cody could have given it to him.

The short time down on his haunches made him more emboldened. There was cock everywhere, and he had only to reach out for it. He was standing against one of the partitions when another man backed up without seeing him and brushed against him. “Sorry.”

“No problem,” Cody said. Before the man could move away he placed his hand on his hip to hold him there. He got a feel of the man’s butt; it was hard as rock. He felt the rest of his butt and the man flexed the muscles for him. He reached around from behind and squeezed his chest muscles, and the man flexed them for him. Cody ran his hands up and down the man’s abs. The man tightened them into a plate of armor. He went back to the man’s butt then lowered himself to his knees, feeling the front of the man’s thighs. God, how he had wanted to do this with his team mates, but it had to be enough to feel their muscles in the throes of competition. That was the reason he went into wrestling, for the physical contact with another guy’s muscles.

Slowly, the guy turned around so he was facing him. As Cody ran his hands up the man’s thighs he was hit in the face with the man’s cock. It felt like he’d been hit with a club. He reached up for it and gasped aloud. It was huge! He couldn’t even get his hand around it! Groping up and down the shaft he found that his hands couldn’t contain the length of it. With both hands around it there was easily a fist-full of cock still exposed. He felt up and down the huge cock several times, guessing it to be at least ten inches long; bigger than anything he had ever imagined, except maybe for Braden. He wet his lips and opened his mouth as wide as he could testing the expansion of his jaws a couple of times in preparation for the enormous cock. The muscle-guy moaned as Cody took his cock in his mouth. The head of his cock was more like it. He couldn’t handle much more than the head a few inches of the thick shaft. But he could use his tongue. He had imagined in a thousand dreams how he would do this, although in none of his dreams had he ever imagined a cock so big. He didn’t believe any man could be this big. He sucked the inches that he could handle and did a masterful number with his tongue. He could tell by the way the guy was moaning and his knees were shaking. In all his imaginings he never thought he could to be intensely happy doing something that so many people said was wrong. That was always in the back of his mind; the worry of how wrong it would be if he ever got the chance to have another guy like this. But in the short moments with this muscle-god and his awesomely beautiful cock he knew that nothing that felt so wonderful could be wrong. His newly unbridled lust turned to passion and he became more concerned with giving the man pleasure. It was pleasure enough for himself that he could make his tremble and moan. In his passion he became more exuberant, even reckless in his desire to take more and more the huge cock. He choked a couple of times and after the second time the man leaned down.

“Hey, you don’t have to try to swallow…Cody!”

Cody snapped his head up and found himself looking squarely at Braden! “Braden!”

“Come here,” Braden said, as cupped his hands in Cody’s armpits and lifted him to his feet. He did it effortlessly. “Shit, Cody, what’re you doing up here?”

“What’re you doing up here?” Cody fired back.

“That’s pretty obvious, but…”

“It should be pretty obvious for me, too,” Cody hissed.

Braden took him by the arm and led him out of the partitioned enclosure and down the hallway. He didn’t realize it at the time, but they went right past Coach’s room. Sounds like a lover’s quarrel brewing,” someone said.

He took him downstairs to one of the little alcoves where there were chairs and small tables. “Where’s Sean?”

“Who knows? Probably out roaming around like you are,” Cody said. “Geezusss, Cody, I can’t believe you were up there.”

“Can’t believe I was up there, or what I was doing?” Cody asked.

“Neither. Fuck, man, I didn’t know you…God, what a way to find out!”

“You can’t say you didn’t like it,” Cody said. “Fuck, yeah, I liked it, but I thought it was somebody else…one of those…”

“One of those fags?”

“You know what I mean. Shit, Cody, you’re only seventeen! You’re jail-bait! Sean’s supposed to be looking out for you. Let’s go find him. Shit, he is in so much trouble.”

Cody followed the big athlete around to their room. The door was locked. “I don’t have a key,” Cody said.

“Fuck! Wait right here, I’ll go up to the desk and have them unlock it.”

The desk clerk gave him a suspicious look when he asked him to unlock the room. “He left the room to go to the rest room and closed the door without thinking,” Braden explained.

The clerk took a key off the board and went down to unlock the room. He gave the key to Cody. Braden shoved him inside and closed the door. “I’m going to go find Sean. Don’t leave the room,” he said.

“Why? Why are you going to look for Sean? I’m in my room, safe and sound, I don’t need Sean,” Cody said sarcastically.

“To tell him his ass is in a sling,” Braden said.

“You can’t tell him anything, without telling him what I was doing, and where we both were, and who I was doing it to. Are you going to tell him I was sucking your cock?”

Braden thought for a moment. “No. No, you’re right. I guess it’s better if we let it go. But shit, what was he thinking!”

“Same think you were thinking, about getting his cock sucked,” Cody said.

“Shit, I’m glad Scott’s in the room with the coach,” Braden said.

“And who knows what he and the coach are doing?” Cody quipped.

“Hey!”

“Okay, yeah, that’s pretty impossible to imagine,” Cody admitted as he took of his towel and crawled up on the bed.

Braden seemed fidgety, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, as if he didn’t know what to do. “Well, I guess I’ll stick around with you and wait till wonder-boy comes back to assume his responsibilities,” he said.

“You don’t have to but I won’t mind if you do,” Cody said. “You might as well lie down and get comfortable,” he said, scooting over to make room for him.

Braden hesitated then signed and climbed on the bunk. He had one knee pressed in the mattress when Cody reached his hand out and touché his thigh. Braden froze. Cody moved his hand up his thigh, up under his towel and found his cock, big and thick and rubbery.

“I would like to finish what I started,” Cody said.

Braden hesitated for a few seconds. “Geezuss, Cody, what’re we doing?” he moaned as he tore his towel off and knelt at the younger boy’s face.

“Something I’ve wanted to do ever since the first time I saw you walking down the hall at school,” Cody said.

“No kidding? I had no idea.”

“No, you wouldn’t,” Cody said. “You’re too studly and macho straight to notice how another guy looks at you.”

“Oh, I’ve noticed how some guys look at me, but I never had any idea about you.”

“You always looked like you had a package of hamburger and a big sausage stuffed in your shorts,” Cody said. “I used to go in the restroom if I saw you go in, just to see if I could get a look at your cock.”

“Did you?”

“Yes. It made my knees weak. Of course, I couldn’t get a real good look without you noticing. I never dreamed it would be this big, though.”

Braden laughed. “I never dreamed it would get this big either.”

“There’s something else I wanta do,” Cody said.

“What?”

“I want to tongue your ass. I want you to sit on my face.”

“Do you want me to do that now?”

“Yes. Oh, yes,” Cody said.

Braden rose up and moved up to straddle Cody’s face. He moaned as he lowered himself and felt Cody’s tongue searching eagerly for his asshole. Cody clasped his hands around the athlete’s taut butt muscles and pulled them apart to stretch his hole open.

“Aww…Ohhh, Cody… Awwww..fuck…,” Braden groaned as Cody drove his tongue up into his ass.

“I want you to fuck me, too,” Cody said, his voice muffled by Braden’s butt.

“If you’re sure you want to. I’m pretty big.”

There was a split-second delay before the boys heard the key in the door. Braden jumped up and flopped down beside Cody and folded one arm behind his head, casual as you please. His cock didn’t look so casual, standing up over his belly, dam near to his chest, but it was too late to do anything about it.