Boy's Night In

Lucas Scott casually walked back from the river court after a couple hours of basketball he was drenched in sweet, sweet sweat. He couldn’t wait to get home and jack off. He felt that when he was sweaty, everything just clicked for masturbating. He loved the way it tasted, the way he was pre-lubed and could easily stroke his cock, and the way he could so easily glide his fingers into his tight little hole which always seemed tighter after a good workout.

Lucas’ phone vibrated in his shorts as he walked back home. Lucas loved the feeling of the vibrating phone in his pocket, shaking his balls. If he was feeling particularly horny, sometimes he’d shove the cell down the front of his shorts and would call himself. Eventually he’d shoot a load from the sensation; of course he’d remove his phone first. No-one wants come all over their phone.

Lucas reached into his shorts and pulled out the cell. He read the text message from his brother and sometimes lover Nathan:

“hey bro or should I say ho. havin a poker night with lix and maybe gav call me.”

Lucas dialed his brother’s number already anxious to hear that sexy voice of his.

“Hello Sexy,” Nathan’s voice sounded over the phone.
“Hey man it’s me your ho,” Lucas said.
“Duh,” Nathan said and chuckled. “I knew that. You think I answer the phone with ‘Sexy?’”
“Well now Nate we all know you get around, if you know what I mean, so it’s quite possible that you answer the phone like that.” Lucas chided his brother
“Shut the fuckin’ hell up.” Nathan said half heartedly, he could never get angry with his brother lover.
“Nathan Daniel Scott I do believe your mouth will have to be washed out with something, preferably of my choosing,” Lucas said, grinning. “Anyway I just called to say I’m there for this poker night thing. What time do you want me to be there?”
“Every time I think of you,” Nathan purred. “If you’re talking about what time I want you to be here for poker let’s say around eight.”
“Okay see you then,” Lucas said. “Maybe I’ll drop by a little early to help you set up. Maybe I’ll help clean that filthy mouth of yours too. Love you bro.”
“Love you too,” Nathan said.
“See you soon,” Lucas said and hung up.

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Lucas opened that door to his house and called out for his mom. She didn’t answer so he assumed that she was with her boyfriend Andy. He thought that this was the perfect chance to get his rocks off especially because he was now nice and sweaty.
He quickly ran to his bedroom tearing of his clothes as he went finally in only his basketball shorts he flew those off revealing the major wood he had going on. He loved going commando in his b-ball shorts because of the way it felt when it rubbed against the hot flesh that was his cock. A proud eight inches and the envy and lust of all the boys in the basketball locker room.
He jumped on his bed ready for action. He always liked to start things of by getting his fingers nice and wet so he ran them in and out of his sweaty armpits. After he got all the sweat he could from there; he licked his fingers, tasting the saltiness of his sweat.
He sucked his fingers down like a pro, before he started to play with his nipples first rubbing them, then pinching them, then twisting them. Running his fingers over every inch of his body getting them as slick as possible before he ran them through the valley between his gloriously sculpted ass cheeks slightly teasing his pink rosebud that drove all the boys nuts; or to make them shoot a nut.
He began to stretch himself open, felling the tightness, with first one, then two, then three, then even four fingers; he liked to use that many fingers because though Nathan wasn’t as long as he was Nathan was really damn thick. He could remember the first time he got fucked by that thing he couldn’t go to basketball practice the next day. He continued to play with his ass which became even slicker after the river of pre-cum that he had created finally oozed down to his hole. His cock though not being touched once this whole time felt like it was ready to explode; he finally grasped it with his free hand and screamed out.
“Nate!” he cried. “Yes, please, Nate I need it. Just stroke it nice and slow while you fuck my ass hard,” he moaned.
“That’s it baby just like that fuck me fast but stroke me slow, I love when you pound my ass and make me your bitch.”
Luc was such a little boy slut when it came to his brother but as much as he loved his brother fucking him long and hard he yearned to fuck his brother even more. That could wait until tonight right now he was enjoying four of his fingers fucking his ass, his hand stroking himself, and his body sweating his favorite liquid.
Shivers traveled throughout his body as the fingers in his ass hit his prostate again and again. He knew he was close and he felt his ass contract and at that same moment he yanked his hand from his ass and shoved it into his mouth tasting the saltiness of sweat, the creaminess of cum, and the tanginess of his ass; this sent him over the edge and he began to shoot string after string of thick, white cream. His hot spunk landed every the first stream went clear over his head and he heard it hit his pillow, the next hit him in the face some even dripping into his hair and also his goatee, the final shot hit him on his finely sculpted six-pack. He greedily scooped up all the cum that he could with his fingers and cleaned it up with his tongue licking them like a “creamy” lollipop.
He decided that he probably should get cleaned up and head of to help Nathan set every thing up if not they could find something else to do. Lucas had been dieing to show his brother a little trick that he could do. He stood up took of the pillow case with cum on it and threw it under his bed then thought to himself.
“Well I guess I have another cum rag hopefully mom doesn’t notice that another one of my pillow cases has gone.”
He grabbed the tightest Levis he owned, a tight white tee, a towel, and his signature boxer briefs, and headed to the bathroom to take a shower.