Levi by pnw_writer_85,pnw_writer_85 I met Levi my sophomore year in college. We had a math class together, and I struck up a conversation with him one day when I noticed he had a hiking guidebook in his backpack. He was easy to talk to, had a warm laugh, and sure wasn’t hard to look at.
He told me he’d moved to Tacoma from Spokane, which wasn’t that far, but he didn’t know anyone here yet, and definitely didn’t know where to hike. I told him I’d lived here most of my life, and I knew one or two good trails. (That’s an understatement, but the first impression I wanted to make wasn’t one of arrogance.)
From there, it didn’t take long before we were regularly hanging out to hike, study, party, and talk about the girls we wanted to fuck. Levi fit in with the rest of my friend group, so he was an easy add to everything else and just became one of the guys.
Fast forward to spring break of our junior year: Levi, our two other guy friends, and I all decided to take a Vegas trip. We were all finally twenty-one, had saved up some money, and wanted to get a taste of one of America’s biggest parties. The day after classes got out, Levi and I hopped a plane at SeaTac for that short hop to Las Vegas.
Lance and Brett would fly down the next day, so it was just Levi and I for the first night.
For the plane ride, I brought headphones, hours of instrumental focus music on my phone, and a book. Levi brought two books.
If you didn’t know him, you might think Levi was a football player: clean-cut blond hair, broad shoulders and a broader chin, muscles that filled out whatever he was wearing. But he was actually a computer-science major. He didn’t play sports at all — he just loved working out. He’d said once, too, that he knew a job in IT or tech would probably be pretty sedentary, so taking care of himself physically was important.
Well, he did a damn good job of it.
I wasn’t in bad shape myself then. I jogged or hiked at least two or three times a week, and then found time to lift weights when I could. But seeing his thighs in the seat next to mine, they must’ve been at least my size plus another half.
He noticed me with my book down on the tray table. He put his down and leaned over to say quietly, “If you plan on bringing a prostitute back to our room, she has to be okay with threesomes.”
“I’m not sure what the rate is if you’re just watching from the cuck chair?” I said.
He laughed. “I’m not sitting in the cuck chair, even if you’re in the middle of the A-frame.”
He went back to reading. I tried, but I couldn’t focus. I knew he was joking about the A-frame, but it still put the image in my mind: him taking me from behind while I’m fucking some beautiful call girl.
My sexual experience wasn’t what I’d call vast at that point in my life. I’d slept with two girls, both of whom were girlfriends, fooled around with two other girls, and almost had an encounter with a guy. Knowing how aroused I got from fantasizing about male-on-male situations, and even from starting to watch some gay porn, I’d gone from bi-curious to just bi. That said, that distinction in my mind was still pretty new, and I hadn’t told anyone else. But I was on the lookout for a chance to have my first gay experience.
After Levi and I landed, it was a short shuttle ride to the casino. The line at check-in was longer than I expected, but then I reminded myself: spring break. We were patient, but when it was our turn, they didn’t have our room.
“It looks like all our two-queen rooms are unexpectedly occupied,” the gorgeous woman at the counter said. “We’re completely booked tonight, but we will have a room for you.”
She tapped away at her keyboard, and I noticed Levi checking her out. Her uniform shirt was unbuttoned to show a distracting amount of cleavage.
One thing I really liked about Levi was the way he treated people — any person. He wasn’t upset about the room, and even if he were, he wouldn’t take it out on the woman at the counter. He always had a calming presence and could put anyone at ease.
After a moment, the woman at the counter said, “I’d like to upgrade you gentlemen for free for the hassle. I have a king suite on the top floor with a pull-out sofa. I can also provide a fifty-dollar credit for the casino.”
“That sounds perfect,” Levi said.
The situation didn’t faze me, either. “I’ll flip you for the bed,” I said to Levi jokingly.
He shrugged, then grinned. “It’s a king. We can share it.”
That got me excited. I’d never factored Levi as a possibility into any of my gay fantasies, but I’d also never been in a hotel room alone with him. What are the chances that he’d be open to fooling around? I thought about what it must feel like to get my arms around that muscled torso of his.
We rode the elevator to the 27th story and exited into a warmly lit hall with a ceiling of glass.
“Wow,” I said.
“Fanciest place I’ve ever stayed in,” Levi said.
It turned out our suite was the last door on the end, and neither of us was prepared for the view once we got inside. The sun had just set outside, and the strip was a galaxy of flashing lights and zooming cars.
“Wow,” I said again.
The first thing I noticed was the view: two of the four walls were all glass. And when I took in the rest of the room, it was just as breathtaking: a massive king bed on a platform raised above the rest of the room and with a wall of mirrors for a headboard, a flatscreen TV that must’ve been eighty inches wide on a dresser past the foot of the bed, a seating area with two sofas and another TV, a wet bar, and then a double door to a bathroom with a massive walk-in shower that could easily fit that threesome Levi and I had talked about. All the colors were warm and inviting, all the finishes gold and stone, all the lights set low.
“The word I’m reaching for is ‘opulent,'” Levi said.
“Maybe a little gaudy?” I said. I set my bag down and slipped off my shoes. It seemed like the stone floors might be heated. “I’ve got to shower. You mind if I take over the bathroom?”
“Not at all,” he said with a smile. “I’ll get cozy out here and shower when you’re done.”
I got my toiletries and shut the bathroom door. Once I was alone, the thought of Levi taking me from behind came back to me. My dick stiffened. I got undressed, looked at myself in the mirror, and gave my cock a few pumps. It felt good, but it’d feel even better in that king-sized bed, getting fucked into the pillow-top mattress, watching his hands on my both my hips, pushing into me with what I was sure was a thick rod.
I took a hot shower, shaved my balls, and took extra care washing my ass, my cock staying erect for most of this. It was going to be a challenge walking out of here without tenting whatever I put on over it.
I finished and put on some clean underwear. It was a pair of boxer briefs that cupped my package and always made me feel sexy. It was also the only thing I’d brought in with me. I tidied up the things I was leaving in the bathroom to distract myself and let my dick calm down, and once I felt like I was no longer obviously aroused, I opened the door.
The sun had set completely by this time, leaving the room mostly dark except for the warm lights above the bed, which Levi evidently had dimmed. Levi’s travel clothes were folded on the floor next to his bag, and he was sitting on the bed in just his boxers and undershirt. I loved seeing the ripple of his leg muscles out in the open.
“We’ve got free premium channels,” he said. “I’ve already seen some titties.”
“Hell yeah,” I said.
Levi got up and headed for the bathroom. “I hope you left me some hot water, stud.” He closed the door, and I headed over to the bed. I kept my underwear on and slid under the sheets on the far side. I covered my legs and crotch with the comforter.
I started flipping through the premium channels and found actual porn, not just the Skinemax softcore that every guy knew so well. Must be a feature of the suite? The first scene I saw was a man and a woman, full penetration, passionately going at it. Both were ridiculously fit and well lit. It looked like there were a few channels of porn, so I checked the others: another straight scene, a lesbian scene, and then a gang bang.
A guy was lying on a bed with a woman on top of him, and a second man was taking her from behind. If she wasn’t actually enjoying the double penetration, she was sure giving a convincing performance.
Then they changed their positions. The second man laid down on the bed, and the woman sat on him, putting his cock back in her ass. Then the first man straddled the second man’s face. The second man opened wide and sucked that glistening cock into it. The first man puts his hands on the headboard and moaned. The woman smiled knowingly, reached forward, and started fingering the first man’s asshole.
I reached into my underwear to reposition my dick. I was hard, and there was just no place to put it with this underwear still on.
On screen, they kept up their new positions for a couple minutes, that cock going deeper into the guy’s mouth, until finally it was time for him to bust. The first man pulled back, grabbed and pumped his shaft, and blew a hot white load across the second man’s face. The second man licked it up.
The woman got up off his dick, laid back on him, and let him slide it back into her ass. She spread her legs, the second man held them up, and then, with her cunt up and exposed, the first man started eating it.
Before long, she finished with a wild squirt, and then the man pulled out of her ass and shot his load across her thighs and the first man’s face.
They all smiled and kissed, and the scene faded to black.
I heard the shower turn off.
The next scene came on, but I missed the title. Two hot women in skirts and blouses wasted no time in starting to make out. It looked like an office setting.
A minute later, Levi opened the bathroom door. He was only wearing a crisp white towel wrapped at the waist.
“Skinemax?” he said, smiling with an eyebrow raised. Then one of the girls started fingering the other in a close-up shot.
“Whoa,” he said. “Upgraded suite porn?”
“It’s been pretty hot,” I said, not sure what he thought of me half naked and watching porn in our shared room. I felt comfortable, knowing how open and open-minded he is, but it felt a little dangerous, too, to keep going. Either he’ll be into it, or, if he isn’t, I could damage our friendship.
Seeing him standing there, his muscles statuesque, his wet hair combed perfectly, I thought the risk was worth it.
In the scene, a man entered the room. I had the volume on low, so who knew if there was a story, but the now-naked women changed their focus and began undressing this new, willing participant. It cut to a close-up of the two of them taking turns sucking his porno-grade cock.
Then it got interesting: a second man walked in and came up behind the first man. He put his hands on his waist, and the first man turned his head so they could kiss.
“Bi porn?” Levi said. “Are you into this?”
The way he said it, with no judgment and only friendly inquiry, encouraged me.
“Yeah, actually,” I said. “I can turn it off, though.”
“No,” he said. “I’ve never seen this stuff before. Guess I’m a little curious.”
Did he mean bi-curious? I was aching to know.
He came over to the bed and sat down, his feet pointed to the TV and his towel still wrapped around his waist. It covered his thighs to just above his knees. He looked like he didn’t know where he should put his hands, trying a few places, then finally just crossing his arms across his chest.
On screen, the second man lowered himself down, spread the first man’s ass cheeks, and started eating his ass. One of the women stood up and started kissing the first man. It was just mouths all over this guy. It probably felt incredible.
There was a transition, and everyone had moved to a couch in whatever this office space was. The women were back to focusing on each other, and now the two men were fully engaged. One was sitting on the sofa and the other straddling him, their stiff cocks pressing together and their wet tongues sliding against one another. The man on the couch gripped the straddling guy’s ass cheeks and started rubbing his asshole with a fingertip.
“This is really hot,” Levi said. “I didn’t think I was going to enjoy it this much.”
I stole a glance at his crotch, and I could see the towel tenting up.
“Have you ever masturbated with someone else?” Levi said. He was staring straight at the TV, in a trance. “I guess I’m wondering if it’s cool if I touch myself?”
“Please,” I said, hoping I didn’t sound too eager. “I guess I started it.”
“Good,” he said. He opened up the towel, and the dick that sprang up took my breath away. He had to have been ten inches long. It was straight, thicker at the root, and wrapped with pulsing veins, all rising up to a perfectly smooth egg-shaped cockhead. He wrapped a hand around it and gave it a small tug.
Still without looking at me, he said, “Don’t keep yours trapped. Feel free to let it out.”
“Good idea,” I said, most of my other words out of the reach of my brain in that moment. I moved the comforter aside and slipped off my boxer briefs. My cock, a solid eight inches and almost as girthy as Levi’s, was beginning to ache it was so hard.
So there we sat, two feet apart and completely naked on a king-sized bed, while a mostly gay and lesbian porno played on the TV.
The men in that porno were grinding on each other, and then the man sitting on the couch aimed his dick for the other man’s asshole. Somehow it was already lubed, and he pushed slowly into that hole until his cock was buried in it. Then he started pumping faster. The guy getting fucked jacked his own cock while putting his tongue back in the other man’s mouth.
Levi couldn’t take his eyes off the screen. He was rubbing his dick up and down and now had his other hand wrapped around his shaft. I worked my dick at the same pace.
This seemed like the right time to make a move, but I played it safe. I said, “Hey, just say no if this sounds weird, but would you like a hand with that thing?”
He looked at me for the first time, and I could see he was biting his lip. He was way more into this than he was expecting.
“I’ve never done anything like this before,” he said.
“Neither have I,” I said, “If you don’t like it, I’ll stop. No questions asked.”
He nodded, and we both moved closer to the center of the bed. Our hips touched, and he jumped.
“Sorry,” he said. “Just a little nervous.”
I took a deep breath, said, “Don’t worry about it,” and wrapped my right hand around his cock.
He moaned, and I felt him shudder. I pumped slowly, loving the feel of his dick skin sliding up and down his hard shaft. I loosened my grip until I was brushing the edge of his glans and just kept up this gentle pump. I didn’t think he could get any harder. His dick throbbed with each heartbeat.
He reached over my arm and took my cock in his left hand. His skin was smoother than I expected, and his grip firm but gentle. He started to pump me, too.
“Oh fuck,” I said.
The two porno guys were fucking hard at this point, one of them with his face buried in the couch. I tried not to speed up with Levi because I didn’t want him to finish in my hand, but I did alternate my moves. I rubbed my fingertips on the bottom of his shaft and up his frenulum, ran my thumb over the top of his cockhead, came all the way down the shaft and cupped his huge shaved scrotum.
“You have the nicest cock I’ve ever seen,” I said.
“Seen a lot of cocks?” he said with a breathless smile.
“I bet I can do better with my mouth,” I said.
His eyes rolled back into his head. “Yes,” he said.
I let go of his dick, and immediately it felt wrong not to be touching it. I got on my hands and knees, pushed open his legs, and brought my face to his groin. My ass was up in the air, pointed to the TV, and feeling that stretch and the air on my asshole sent me into overdrive. I wrapped my hand around Levi’s cock, brought it to my mouth, and in one slow motion licked his frenulum and slit.
He moaned, and I savored the saltiness of his precum.
I started to lick up the bottom of his shaft, starting at his balls, then at the top puffed up my lips to slide them across his cockhead. He was in heaven.
I’d never sucked dick before, so I wasn’t entirely sure what to do except keep my teeth off it. I opened as wide as I could and lowered myself onto his dick, wrapping my lips around the whole of it. I could feel those pulsing veins and feel the heat of him. I wanted more.
I took as much as I could, hitting the back of my throat and almost my gag reflex, and I still was only halfway down his dick. I pressed him with my tongue, used it to move around as much saliva as I could, then started to raise myself up — just to lower myself back down again.
“Oh my god,” he said. “That’s amazing.”
I kept that up, and after a minute he put his hands on the side of my head. Not forcing me, just touching me. I started using one hand to jack his cock while working his head with my tongue.
After another minute, he lifted me off it. I let go and it slapped wetly against his stomach.
“Too much?” I asked.
“I don’t want to cum yet,” he said, panting.
“I’m glad I’m that good. This is my first time sucking dick.”
Panting still, he said, “What else are you into? Anal?”
“I want to try anal,” I said. “Giving and receiving.”
“There’s something I’ve always wanted,” Levi said, “and no girl I’ve been with has wanted to do it.”
I leaned down and licked his balls playfully. “What is it?”
“I want someone to eat my ass,” he said, and then almost looked embarrassed.
“And I want to eat your ass,” I said.
The way he lit up was adorable. “Oh god,” he said. “Please.” He sidled down the bed until he could lie flat on his back, then he brought his knees to his chest. I didn’t think he could do it, but he put his arms behind his knees and his hands around his ankles and held himself wide open. I scooted back on the bed and could see this perfect little asshole of his, completely exposed, only slightly darker than his fair skin, dusted with the finest of blond hairs, and ready to be ravaged.
I lowered myself down again, wrapped a hand around his dick, and dragged my tongue from his asshole all the way to the tip of his cock. He moaned again and more precum oozed from his slit. I lapped it up, then went back to his asshole.
I explored the folds with my tongue, running just the tip across each crinkle, then pushed against his knot with force. I felt his muscles contract against the new sensation, and it energized me. I just kept licking and pushing against his hole — which tasted clean and lightly musky, by the way. Then I started trying to force my tongue up inside. He was tight, so I didn’t get far.
I pulled my face away from his ass, sucked my finger, and then put the tip against his hole.
“Oh god yes,” he said.
I pressed firmly yet slowly, and my middle finger started to glide in.
“Fuck,” Levi said. “Fuck yes.”
I reached past him as best I could with my free hand and pushed some of the pillows out of the way, revealing the mirror wall. Then I watched myself wrap my free hand around his huge dick and stuff it back in my mouth.
“This is so good,” he said, his eyes shut tight. “You are so good at this.”
Hearing him say that, having his hot thick meat in my mouth, having my finger up his ass and poking at his prostate — this isn’t how I thought my spring break trip was going to go, but I was sure happy about it.
I took my mouth off his cock and slowly pulled my finger out of his ass. I gave his meat a few more pumps — moving another man’s dick skin just felt incredible — and then I moved closer and laid my dick on top of his.
Thanks for reading pls vote or comment He let go of one of his ankles so he could wrap a hand around both our dicks. He jacked us together, which was another new incredible feeling. I could feel that concentration of pleasure in my cockhead that told me this was a position I could bust to.
Levi unfolded himself and then got up onto his knees. We were face to face for the first time. I moved closer and adjusted our dicks so we could be belly to belly. He kissed me. Both our dicks throbbed between us. I ran my tongue over his, ran my hands over his solid back and down to his ass cheeks and squeezed them. He put one hand on the back of my head and the other went between my ass cheeks. He started probing my hole.
He broke the kiss and said, “What do YOU want?”
“I want to fuck you in the ass,” I said, putting all the cards on the table.
“I also want you to fuck me in the ass,” he said. “But first, I need to taste that cock.”
I was in shock that he agreed. He used that moment to move away from me just enough to start kissing his way down my torso. When he reached my cock, he gently kissed along its length until he reached my head. Then his tongue slid over it and into my slit. The sensation was unbelievable.
He was on his elbows and had one hand close enough to wrap around my dick and help it into his mouth.
The way he moved on me made it seem like he’d been sucking dick his whole life. He took me in and out of his mouth, pumped my shaft slowly, and let that tongue dance all over me. Any timidness he had earlier was erased. I imagined he must eat pussy like a champ to be this good with dick.
I looked in the mirror again. Seeing this muscle hunk working my dick, his legs spread, his cock stiff, and his big balls inside a scrotum that had pulled up tight against him, I almost came right there. Instead I reached toward his ass and found his hole. I licked my fingers and started massaging him.
He started to speed up his sucking, taking me deeply into his mouth. I’m sure I was hitting the back of his throat, and he just pressed on, like he was ravenous for it. Having someone want my cock this badly was the biggest turn-on I could think of.
I had enough saliva on his asshole that I comfortably worked my finger back in, but I could only manage a knuckle and a half with the angle.
He let my cock out of his mouth and panted.
“You taste amazing,” he said. He raised himself back up to his knees, and I kissed him. I could taste some of my own precum. Then he tossed himself onto his back, grabbed something off the nightstand, and folded himself back into a pretzel. He handed me a bottle of lotion. “I hope this’ll work.”
I opened the top and squeezed some into my hand. I rubbed it on my dick, which was throbbing in anticipation. I was going to fuck a man’s ass, and it was THIS MAN’s ass — a beautiful ass. The ass of a friend I’d trust with my life.
“Tell me if it hurts,” I said.
“As soon as you licked my asshole,” he said, “all I’ve been able to think about is you fucking it. I didn’t know I was going to say this today, but I want that dick so bad.” He put both his hands on his ass cheeks and spread himself. “Fuck me.”
I squeezed more lotion into my hand and rubbed it on his asshole. I gently pushed my thumb in, brought it back out for more lotion, and kept doing this until it felt like it was moving smoothly. Levi kept moaning.
I laid my dick on top of his again and pumped us both. “Here goes,” I said.
I moved backward, pressed the tip of my rock-hard cock against his asshole, and began to push.
“Oh fuck,” Levi said. The muscles in his neck and shoulders bulged as he clutched his own ass.
He was so tight, and it felt amazing. I watched the head of my cock disappear into his glistening asshole. I wrapped one hand around his dick again and slowly pumped him while I pushed into him deeper. The feeling was incredible.
My first girlfriend had let me fuck her ass once, and I was so worried about it slipping out and going back into her pussy. That preoccupation combined with my nervous excitement had made it a challenge to stay erect, so that experiment didn’t last long, and she wasn’t interested in trying anal again before we broke up.
But Levi — he wanted it so bad. And I wanted to get inside him so bad.
I knew we were going to need plenty of lotion to make it work. I pulled out, squeezed a copious amount of it onto his stretched hole and my dick, and then pushed back in. That seemed to be enough, because in one long, slow stroke, I watched those inches disappear inside him, forcing his hole open, until finally I’d gone all the way. My balls were pressed against his spread ass crack.
I adjusted myself on the bed until my hips were in the right position. I gripped the top side of Levi’s solid thighs, and then I started to pump in and out.
“It’s so good,” he said. “Fuck me harder.”
So I did.
I was slamming against his ass in no time, long deep strokes that I knew were bashing his prostate. Watching in the mirror, seeing my cock disappear up inside him, it was like we were in our own porno.
He broke his pretzel position and wrapped his legs around me instead. He pulled me down onto him and put his tongue back in my mouth. I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his hard dick pressing against my stomach like a pork tenderloin was between us. I kept fucking him.
After a few minutes, I knew was getting ready to cum — and it was going to be inside my male hiking buddy. Just then, Levi broke our kiss.
“Wait, wait,” he said. “I want you to cum in my mouth.”
I slowed down my thrusting. “But my cock’s been up your ass?”
“Go wash it, and then I’ll suck it all over again.”
It was a good deal, but it was really hard for me to leave that bed before either of us had finished. I ran to the bathroom, washed and dried my cock, and made it back to the bed as quickly as I could. Levi sat up.
“Your turn to be on your back,” he said.
I obeyed and waited for him to put my dick back in his mouth. But first he straddled my face and laid himself across me. I couldn’t see anymore, but I felt him take me back in. His cock throbbed against my chest. I reached around his thigh and angled him into my mouth. He was so hard and so girthy I almost thought it wouldn’t fit.
But it did, and what a view. The base of his shaft, his tight scrotum, his slick gaped asshole, all right above me and within reach. I put my hands on his round ass cheeks and tried to leverage more of his cock into my mouth, but I was at the max. The taste of those throbbing inches filling me, pinning me, made me wild.
He worked me with his mouth, taking me deep, and then I felt him probing my ass again. I spread my legs for him and felt that big finger slip up inside. Yes, this is what I wanted.
I used one of my hands to pump Levi’s shaft while sucking and used the other to cup and play with his balls. I had never known more pleasure.
We kept it up, sucking and grabbing like animals, and I began to feel the surge of orgasm building at the base of my cock. I moaned around Levi’s dick, and then I felt him surging, too.
He moaned an “mm hmm” around my meat and kept up his work.
His finger up my ass, my cock jammed down his throat, my mouth and throat impaled by his dick, his balls hot in my hand, our stomachs and chests slick with sweat and rubbing together.
I went over the edge. My orgasm came like a shotgun blast, my muscles contracting and a thick load blowing into Levi’s mouth in countless squirts. He came at nearly the same time, his dick swelling even more, his sweet sticky seed flooding my mouth. I kept pumping and sucking because I wanted more.
A few more seconds and it was too much for the both of us. Levi rolled off me. We both needed time to catch our breath. I swallowed his load.
“That was,” I said, “fucking incredible.”
“I didn’t think I was bi even as recently as this morning,” he said. “You really changed my mind, though.” He laid a heavy arm across my stomach and a flat palm on my chest. “Every bit of you is delicious.”
“Ditto,” I said, still finding words difficult.
After I caught my breath, I rotated so we were face to face. I kissed him. He kissed me back.
“Is this a ‘what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas’ thing?” I said.
“We better be taking this home with us,” Levi said. “I’m already thinking how about you can fuck me next.”
I felt my cock twitch at that thought. “You need to fuck ME next,” I said, imagining what taking his rod would feel like. I looked down at him. He was impressive even soft. I wrapped a hand around his cock and balls and stuck my tongue in his mouth. He moaned, pushed me over, and then rolled on top of me. He jammed his tongue into my mouth, held my head between his two hands, and lowered his weight on to me. I felt his dick beginning to harden against mine.
I ran my hands up and down his back again, then just held him and that kiss.
After a moment, he broke away and lifted his head.
“Want to order room service tonight?” he said.
“Let’s clean up and go out for a while,” I said. “Unless room service can bring us lube.”
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