Wromocode Ch. 06

Saturday, January 11

3:15 pm CST

West Side Flats, West St. Paul

Pierce Livingston

"Are you going to wear that hat the whole time?" I asked Adrien Cameron twenty minutes after we arrived at his seventh story apartment. He was naked except for the green rubber bracelet, He also wore a crimson stocking cap with yellow lettering and St. Paul University's logo. He had it on when he approached the main concession stand after the day's matches had concluded.

He won his match 7-2 against my one hundred eighty-four pound teammate, Ray, who needed to be taken down a notch. He has been so cocky all season. It's almost been too much to stomach, really.

After seeing each member of St. Paul's team as the meet progressed, I was so glad Adrien was the one who liked taking it up the bum. He was by far the hottest, even with his beard below his fresh haircut that faded to bare skin just before the beard started.

He was probably five foot ten inches which wasn't too bad for being in one of the heavier weight classes in college wrestling. His chest had a bit of light brown hair that had been mascaped with probably a three guard a week before. The tattoo on his right arm was a thick black band above a thinner one. It made his bulging biceps look amazing. Not as eye-catching as his slightly fuzzy six pack, but pretty nice.

"Yeah," he answered as he laid on his side on his bed propped up on his left elbow. "I'm sure my hair's a mess," he said as he crossed his ankles. This pushed his voluminous junk forward. While the outside was the frigid January temperature you would expect in St. Paul, the warmth in the room comfy enough that his balls hung as low as they could, which was nearly all the way to the sheets below.

"Messy hair goes with the territory when you're getting plowed, right?" I asked as I stood shirtless at his beside before I gazed out the large floor-to-ceiling windows that made up the walls of his bedroom. Adrien's room had a clear view of the four towers that were the highest parts of downtown St. Paul's skyline.

"They just finished the last building," he said as he pointed across the Mississippi River. "It took them years to get that last one done. Now it's complete."

I turned my attention back to the almost naked beauty who waited for me. I also took a moment to take in his bedroom. It wasn't your average college wrestler's bedroom by any means. The room was spacious and spotless to start. Not a speck of dust was found on the steel gray painted dresser. The dark gray wool carpet was just two shades darker than the sheets and bedspread Adrien laid on.

The canned lighting above included a wall washer that pointed directly at the lean yet muscular chest of the nameless model photographed in the forty-eight by sixty inch black and white print that hung above the head of the bed. The more I looked at the model, the more I realized how similar he looked to Adrien. Don't get me wrong. Both the model and Adrien were as hot as the sun. I just found it interesting that Adrien would give a print of someone with a striking resemblance such focal prominence in the master bedroom.

We didn't stick around the concession stand all that long after the meet. We knew we were the only two pole smoking wrestlers present at the dual. We took his car. It wasn't too long of a drive from the arena on his campus over the bridge and to his apartment in West St. Paul. On that drive, he knew his point spread was better than mine. So he got first choice for each aspect of what we were about to embark on.

He had an extra doucher in his cabinet that he let me use. I made quick use of it when we got here. He said we didn't have any time restrictions to be concerned about which is why I hadn't attacked him yet. It's always been nice to be able to savor things that didn't need to be rushed. And this afternoon, I planned on taking my time savoring Adrien.

Once I got my fill of St. Paul's skyline, I turned my attention back to the gorgeous available man who watched me approach. He didn't change his position when I took my spot next to him laying on my back. He bent his hatted head towards my lips and kissed me gently and then placed his hand on my lean chest and rubbed my torso.

He was an amazing kisser, even while laying on his side and leaning forward to get to my lips. It was heaven. I was hard in an instant. And we made out for probably fifteen minutes before he even touched my cock.

Of course, I enjoyed feeling him up. I followed his lead and touched everything I could reach except his cock. Waiting made it all the more savory.

When he finally wrapped his fingers around mine, I felt a bead of pre-cum push its way out of the tip. I groaned out loud, of course. It felt so good to be touched by another strong hand.

It wasn't a soft hand, mind you. It scraped a little. He clearly had been lifting weights hard for years while not giving any thought to taking care of his hands. While it wasn't perfect, it made him all the more sexier. Thinking about all those hours in the gym when he was working on those big arms, melonous shoulders and firm chest got me even hotter. Thinking about the beads of sweat that would run down his obliques from his hairy pits. Oh my god. I could have cum right there. And my eyes were closed at the moment, too.

So much of good sex is what plays in your mind, isn't it?

My eyes opened suddenly when I heard a door slam, or shut, in another room. "Hello!" some man yelled as keys clinked while being set in some bowl. "Adrien. Are you home?"

Adrien didn't move. I looked up at him and saw that he wasn't phased in the slightest by the interruption.

"Oh my god," the guy said as he stood in the doorway. He was at least forty. He had an expensive suit coat in his hand that matched the expensive trousers he wore. He loosened the expensive looking tie. Probably more expensive than the fitted business shirt that showed off what was probably a pretty good body for a man nearing middle age. The cuff links were silver in color. Probably platinum. His haircut looked expensive and the cologne that filled the air was probably custom made just for him.

"Happy Birthday, Barney," Adrien smiled.

"Wait. What?"

"I didn't think the wromocode would end up working?" Barney said as he stepped towards the bathroom while he untied his tie completely. He laid it on top of his dresser as he passed by.

"I knew it would work. I just didn't know we'd be so lucky today," Adrien said as Barney stepped out of the bathroom with a loaded toothbrush in his hand. He'd unbuttoned the top three on his shirt.

Barney was clearly in amazing shape.

"Pierce here started the wromocode. It was his idea," Adrien said as he turned his attention back to me and kissed me. It surprised me when I felt him finger the tip of my cock. He backed up to separate our lips and brought his fingertip to his mouth to lick off my excitement.

"Well," I said before I took a deep breath and looked at Adrien's beautiful lips, gorgeous finger and stunning face. "I'm sure trying to find other college wrestlers to sleep with while we're away at meets, duals and tournaments wasn't solely my idea," I said as I pulled myself up to a seated position with my back resting on the headboard. "I just formalized it and gave us some guidelines to follow."

"I'm glad you did," Adrien said as he adjusted his own position to kiss me once more. He got up a second later and walked to the foot of the bed. Before I knew it, he grabbed my ankles and pulled me back to where I was before laying on my back. He kneed his way up the bed, lifted my legs at my knees and positioned himself in between my legs. Not close enough for his cock to graze my taint like I wanted him to do, but close.

"So your point spread was better?" Barney's nakedness startled me a little when he walked back into the bedroom. I was so focused on Adrien's exploring hands, I'd lost track of where Barney was.

"I won by five," Adrien answered. "Pierce only won by two."

"At least you both won today," Barney said before he addressed me directly as he stood still a few feet away. "Do you have to be back by any certain time tonight?"

"Nope. I'm on my own."

"You're with us," Barney said. "And it's my fortieth birthday today. You are my present."

"Are you okay with this?" Adrien said. "I know I probably should have told you before we got in my car."

"Well, you're not a wrestler," I said.

"Was a wrestler. I was a wrestler. I won the state wrestling tournament all three years in high school. And I came in third my junior year in college at nationals."

"And then he was injured," Adrien whispered as he looked right at Barney.

"Yeah," Barney said. "And I never wrestled in college again."

"I'm sorry to hear that," I couldn't help but say. "What happened?"

"It doesn't matter. And I want my birthday to be a happy day. I'm so glad you're here. You are okay with me participating then?"

"Of course," I said. "If Adrien and I are lucky enough to make it to nationals, we might have to break up into two groups both nights."

"Oh no. Let's all just cram ourselves into one room," Adrien looked outside as he daydreamed about it.

I looked back at Barney who took a few steps towards the bed. "So you were one hundred sixty-five pounds back in the day?"

"Well, it was one hundred sixty-six then, but yes."

"And he still is today," Adrien said as he lightly drug his fingernails over my inner thighs.

"You look amazing," I said as Barney took Adrien's previous spot on the bed.

"Thank you, Pierce," Barney said as he put a much softer hand on my chest. "So, Adrien gets first choice of who does what, right?"

"He does. But I'm up for whatever," I said.

"Awesome," Barney said as he leaned forward and planted one on me. That's when I knew why Adrien was such a good kisser.

He wasn't just a good kisser, though. He also specialized in blowjobs. Or so I learned when he treated my cock to a mouth massage while Adrien and I made out again.

At the end of our time together, I still felt like the star of the night. I learned that Adrien was into older guys like Barney, but not so much young college guys. They'd been together for two years. Barney bought and had lived in their apartment for ten years. He was a partner at one of the law firms in Minneapolis and had a very successful track record. He worked most Saturdays so wasn't able to go to many of Adrien's duals.

Adrien was a business major and had no interest in going into law. He was from St. Paul while Barney was from the Lake Minnetonka area.

Barney was the one who found the wromocode on SpreadIt and told Adrien about it. It was Adrien's birthday present to Barney to make himself known to me, bring me to their apartment and then let Barney walk in on us.

Both were so thankful afterwards that I stuck around once I realized what was going on. They were both grateful when I gladly agreed to fuck Barney. Adrien gladly fucked me while Barney and I made out. Even though I don't think Adrien would have fucked me without me saying something.

We all blew each other. Barney held up well for just turning forty. He was in excellent shape, which is why I believed him when he said he'd never taken anything for erectile dysfunction. I was glad too since he was an inch bigger than Adrien.

I got to fuck Barney while he fucked Adrien. Adrien was, again, happy to fuck me while I fucked Barney. He was okay with me fucking him while Barney fucked me. This was a first for me to participate in a Daisy Chain. I'd seen it a thousand times in porn, but never tried it before then. And we tried every possible combination.

Being in the middle was A-MAZ-ING. I loved feeling Barney's big ol' cock slide in my ass after I was already in Adrien's. I loved being able to run my hands and fingers up and down Adrien's chest and arms while fucking him while feeling Barney paw me as much as he could. Adrien was so my type being in one of the heavier weight classes.

If we were alone, I'd let Adrien know it was all right to throw me around the bed as much as he wanted. I'd let him tie me up and do what he wanted, if he asked. He was so hot. I'd even let him shoot right in my open eye and suffer through the burn. I'd treat him like a king, if he were mine. He'd never have to lift a finger.

Well. He'd have to lift my cock up to put it in his mouth, of course. But I'd do whatever I could to make his life a cakewalk just so he'd be mine.

Barney was a lucky man.

And clearly, Adrien wouldn't have to work. I appreciated that he would get that Bachelors degree in Business Management. Surely, he would work. I think wrestlers are generally hard workers, by nature. Maybe he wouldn't work. Who knows?

I would have let Adrien pin me on the bed. And yes, I know I'm all over the road here. Drunk with admiration and lust. Can you blame me? I mean look at college wrestlers. They are all like porn stars with their tight waistlines, outlined packages and bulging muscles.

If Adrien pinned me on the bed, it would have to be a sixty-nine like position. My shoulders would be flat on the bed with no struggle at all provided his crotch was holding my head down with his cock lodged down my hungry throat.

I mean, I would have held no ill will towards Adrien if he would have suffocated me with that gorgeous piece of meat that dangled from his nearly perfect and rockin' bod.

I loved it when Barney stood still and let me feel the incredible sensation on both sides. Feeling my cock slide in and out of Adrien at the same time as feeling Barney slide in and out of me was almost overwhelmingly hot. Especially when I backed all the back onto Barney. And then slid all the way back into Adrien.

And then when I was all the way in Adrien and Barney took over. He picked up the speed and really slammed himself into me pretty hard. You should have heard Adrien when I was pushed even further into him than I had been going on my own.

Really, I'm surprised we all lasted as long as we did.

I loved getting to watch Adrien while I fucked him. I loved the way his beautiful chest and abs expanded and contracted with each breath. I loved watching his facial expressions as I slid in and out of him.

He seemed to be smiling at me while I was fucking him, too. After a short while, though, it occurred to me that he was smiling over my shoulder at Barney. And that was okay. I understood. Barney was his love.

I looked up and took in the view of their swanky apartment as I enjoyed the sensations I was experiencing on both ends. They were lucky to have each other.

The only thing that would have made their time even better was if I would have agreed to letting both of them fuck me at the same time. Barney wanted to be in the same ass at the same time as Adrien. They said they understood when I told them I needed to walk the next day and not be so sore that it limited my ability to win my match that was in the finals.

Adrien was fucking me when we were near the end of our time together. This was pre-planned by them. By that point, Adrien was hitting my prostate over and over from behind as we knelt on the bed and I used the headboard to support myself. Adrien ran his meaty hands up and down my torso. He seemed to be fixated on my chest. He'd pull back so his palms could lay flat on my pecs. And then he'd slide them and his arms across my torso and end up giving me a warm hug while he drove his cock deeper into my hole. He must have given Barney a signal or something since he removed the pillows in his way, slid into place, wrapped his lips around my cock and didn't let go until I filled the back of his throat.

That was about the same time that Adrien blew his load up my ass. As soon my cock was as clean as a whistle, Adrien slid out and backed up. Barney turned me around and pushed me onto my stomach and made a beeline to lick my ass clean. "I'm a cum guzzler," he told me before I felt his tongue rub up and down my hole. "Oh," he said with a surprised tone. He raised his head a bit more to see Adrien who still wore his stocking cap and was just about to let me clean his tool. "I forgot we had ahttps://trafiklab.se/projekt/margiotta

sparagus with dinner last night."

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S/wromocode - 1/11/20 10:50:22 pm CST - u/gaycollegewrestler

Guys, the wromocode worked for me today!

S/wromocode - 1/11/20 11:17:44 pm CST - u/justme

How was he?

S/wromocode - 1/11/20 11:24:31 pm CST - u/gaycollegewrestler

It was with a couple!

S/wromocode - 1/11/20 - 11:25:04 pm CST - u/justme

From the same team?!?!?!

S/wromocode - 1/11/20 11:26:25 pm CST - u/gaycollegewrestler

One was a wrestler from the other team today. The other was his older boyfriend. I was the older guy's birthday present.

S/wromocode - 1/11/20 11:27:59 pm CST - u/justme

OMG. I want you to be my birthday present too.

S/wromocode - 1/11/20 11:29:01 pm CST - u/gaycollegewrestler

Is your birthday during wrestling season?

S/wromocode - 1/11/20 11:30:41 pm CST - u/justme

It's in August.

S/wromocode - 1/11/20 11:31:05 pm CST - u/gaycollegewrestler

At least it's warm then. :D

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