Chris & Tripp -- Spring Break In Cancun

Back in Chris’ room, they peeled off their wet clothes and got into the jacuzzi on the balcony. Their hands wandered all over each other’s hard bodies. They tongue kissed hard, moaning with the need to taste each other's bodies. Tripp was fist-fucking his cock so damn well, that he had to pull his hand off to save his load from spewing all over the both of them. He wanted making love to his new best friend to take hours.

“Get your ass up here, baby!,” he demanded, patting the ledge of the jacuzzi. “Let me suck that juicy cock!” Tripp grabbed a handful of Chris’ hair, getting a little nasty with him. “Yeah? You want to suck me off, you hottie? You want my cock in that pretty little mouth?” 

“I’m gonna suck it ‘til you shoot your creamy load right down my throat! You're gonna cum...and cum...and cum...until the sun comes up...," Chris purred, between licks up and down his smooth, sweet-smelling neck.

Tripp ran his fingers through Chris’ tequila sticky hair as his velvety lips moved expertly up and down his throbbing love muscle. His mouth was heaven, and the way he looked up at him like a hungry little whore, made him nuts! No girl had ever moved her tongue like that, flicking his dripping rod with just the right amount of pressure...He was an artist, painting a masterpiece with his tongue that would result in a priceless climax!

Chris was instinctive that Tripp was getting close. His tortured whimpering grew louder, and his nails on his scalp dug harder. He let him lift his hips to fuck his mouth for another minute, then pulled back, a string of salty pre-cum attached to his lip. He ran his tongue over it as Tripp watched him, so much tenderness in his crystal blue eyes.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?...I beat off to you when I’m falling asleep every fucking night...,” he said quietly.

“What am I doing to you in your fantasies?,” Chris asked, pulling Tripp back into the jacuzzi and turning him around. He slowly began to hump his ass, and roll the swollen little buds of his nipples between his fingers. Tripp moaned, inducing Chris to slap his ass. "Tell me!," he growled.

"Ummm...I'm sucking your cock...," Tripp began, becoming short of breath. "Then, I push your legs back over your head -- and -- fuck your hot little ass with my tongue -- and -- before I make you cum all over your face, I -- Oh, Godddddd!!!, " Tripp cried, as Chris' finger began to tickle his tight little hole now.

Chris erupted into a wicked giggle. "God, you're tight! Mmmm...And then what, Tyler?," he teased.

"I fuck you hard!," Tripp groaned, trembling in anticipation of what was coming next.

Chris made Tyler suck on his finger. "Yeah? You fuck me hard? Like this?," he spat, sliding that wet finger up his moist, tight little love tunnel and drilling him.

Tyler cried out, "Fuck, yeah!," collapsing his head back against Chris' and moaning like hell. Chris had a feeling this sexy boy was a 'top' when he was with a guy -- if he'd ever been with one. He was very aggressive and domineering out on the ice, and often talked about how he'd pin Christine down and fuck the shit out of her during make-up sex.

"Have you ever had anything up here?," Chris asked, tugging on his earlobe with his teeth. He wiggled his finger around in Tripp's warm chute until he found the pulsating little walnut he was searching for. He began to massage it and Tripp's whole body shook.

"Ahhhhhh!!! No! I was always a 'top' in prep school! I never wanted a guy to fuck me, I was always -- Ahhhhhhhh, fuck, yeahhhhh!!!!," he cried again, as Chris added a second finger inside him.

"Yeah?...You like my fingers fucking that sweet ass?," Chris asked, grabbing him by his hair. "Uh-huh!, " Tripp moaned, giggling with pleasure. Chris began to tongue kiss him. "Do you wanna get my cock up there? Huh, sweetie?..."

Tripp licked his lips and began tweaking his own nipples. "Yeah, I want it!...I want you to pop my cherry!..."

Chris made him bend over with his hands on the jacuzzi's ledge. "Spread 'em for me!," he commanded, giving his ass a playful slap and getting to his knees.

Chris was already nibbling Tripp's tight, creamy ass cheeks before he even assumed the position. He spread them apart and licked his teeth when he gazed upon his hairless, pink pucker. It looked so perfect..and so virgin! He inhaled the intoxicating scent of his maleness, getting his face in there pretty deep. His cock was ready to explode. Tripp moaned in delight at the tickling intrusion of Chris' nose.

"My God, Tyler..." (it was Tyler when he was serious) "...I'm gonna eat your ass until you fucking cum! Then I'm fucking you!...You gonna be a good little 'bottom' for me?...Huh?...," Chris asked gently, between rapid little licks up and down his moist opening.

Tyler looked over his shoulder at him and smiled. He was an absolute angel. "I'll be a good little 'bottom'...Now stop fucking around and eat my ass!!!," he demanded, shoving Chris's face into his crack and humping it.

Chris ate his ass from behind for about ten minutes, then made him lay on his back on the deck, and pushed his legs behind his head. He enjoyed the view almost as much as what he was doing with his tongue. Tripp had round, perfect balls that hung pretty close to his body, and a cock that was as long and beefy as the rest of his appendages. Chris never saw anyone so perfect from head to toe, male or female!