"Hey Max, want to beat off with Jeff and me tomorrow?" Mitchell asked. "That...or some three-way sport fucking," Max replied, just before he kissed Mitchell, and not just a 'friendly' peck, either.
"Yeah, maybe THAT instead," Mitchell said, surprised by the kiss, but liking the way Max's probing tongue had felt against his. "Now I'm going to watch Finn's second act since I missed his first. G'nite, you hot fuckers."
Ten+ inches of thick rock-hard 17-year-old ginger cock was sticking out and up when Mitchell stood up in the hot tub to follow Coach and Finn inside. Jeff grabbed the tip of his friend's boner and pulled it down to water level, releasing it to slap back against Mitchell's taut, flat belly. THWAACK! Mitchell's dick sounded like a beaver tail slapping the surface of a still pond.
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"Fuck, I thought he'd NEVER leave," Jeff joked after Mitchell was gone, lunging for Max in the hot tub and going straight for his cock, which was hard enough. In truth, he'd have been just - or almost - as happy if Mitchell had stayed, either to fuck them or to jack off watching them fuck. Their mouths joined, each still hungry for the other, and Max stiffened more in Jeff's hand as they kissed.
Neither of them had a clear idea of what time it was, only that it was well past midnight, but it didn't matter what the clock said - they had as much of each other as they wanted through at least Sunday night. Max needed to go home sometime by about noon Saturday, clear with his parents his plans for the rest of the weekend (which wouldn't be an issue as long as he reported in), get his toothbrush and some clothes (mostly his running gear, so he and Jeff could take a hot, sweaty run together), and run a quick errand, and then he'd be all Jeff's again, or whoever else's he needed to be.
"Don't even joke about Mitchell like that," Max said quickly, in between kisses. "I nearly asked him to spend the rest of the night with us...like three different times. Seeing the two of you together...there's this high energy thing going on between you...and it's hot. It's sweet, too, like it's obvious you guys are crazy about each other." "Why didn't you ask him?" Jeff asked.
"Mostly just because the moment or the conversation changed," Max said, "like at one point, I thought you and he might spontaneously combust...or start fucking, you know, and then he dunked you and you dunked him, so that moment passed, then again when you guys hugged me and my cock was kind of wedged between the two of you, but then he suddenly sat down and started talking about Dewey, so that moment passed."
"Right," Jeff said, laughing, "Mitchell sat down because he started getting hard...and so did I...or else he sat down coincidentally at the same time he started boning up, because popping a boner has never embarrassed him before. You really wanted him to stay with us?"
"Yeah, I did, but I'll admit I was torn," Max said. "No. 1, Mitchell's hot, period; No. 2, the more I'm around him, the more I like him; No. 3, you're really into each other, and I think that's hot; and No. 4, I've decided I think Mitchell would be the most interesting three-way partner, but..."
"But?" Jeff prompted.
"But, No. 5," Max continued, "I'm still not ready to share you yet if I don't have to...I could, and would, but I'd rather wait til tomorrow. Look, Jeff, I know there's this kind of smoldering new friendship thing going on between you and Finn, too, and I'm not asking you not to fuck him or Mitchell. In fact, I really think you're going to have to fuck both of them, or should fuck both of them, this weekend...and that's more than OK with me. At least for now. The only thing you even quasi-promised me was tonight, so, yeah, I want tonight. We can talk about tomorrow tomorrow...but now I want you..." Jeff pulled Max back to him and kissed him hungrily again, and that time Max went for Jeff's cock, which was more than hard enough.
