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The man's tits were muscular and large enough to bounce in his face and entice him all day long. He'd be a fool not to get his mouth on him. He didn't know if he was expecting the kind of reaction that he got. But now that he knew that this was a major spot for his best friend, you could absolutely bet that information was getting stored in the vault. While his mouth was busy with his chest, his hands went down to his ass to grope, smack, and squeeze the oversized cheeks there, as well.

There was no denying that this was easily the hottest thing he'd ever done. He'd watch public porn and exhibitionism things in the past, but he never thought he'd end up like this. If he was to do this with anyone, though, he'd want it to be Tucker. This was the kind of thing you only would want to do with people you trusted immensely.

His eyes almost rolled right out of his head when he felt his best friend sit all the way down on him and just work his cock over like that. The moans were coming in loud and clear. There was no hiding the pleasure he was feeling right now. From the sounds of it, they were both hanging on for dear life. "You probably could, yeah...." He moaned as his head fell back against the tree.

Tucker let out a whimper as he felt Lance's mouth against his sensitive nipple. They were his weakness and it may be a good or bad thing that Lance was finding that out now. If anyone could exploit his sensitive nubs for both good and evil, it would be Lance. His mouth fell open, tongue limp and near drooling as the sensations were almost beginning to be too much.

"O-Oh fuck, yeah. Lance keep going." He swallowed hard, trying to gain a sense of composure. Although Tucker was already sweating when he ran up the hill, the man was beginning to sweat even more now. Warmth radiated from his body and droplets of sweat coated him and in turn Lance as well. "You're so fucking deep. How the fuck has someone not fallen in love with you the moment you shove your cock in them?" He certainly would have if he didn't already have a deep love for Lance as his best friend.

Tucker sank himself fully on Lance, keeping the whole of Lance's length inside of him. Though, that didn't mean that he stopped working. His inner walls continued to clench and release around the man's thick member, eliciting soft whimpers from his lips as he felt the way Lance filled every inch inside of him. He moved his hips in slow circular motions while keeping the man fully buried inside of him, making sure that Lance's cock was still being worked. "Hope my hole is everything you've imagined it to be." He whimpered out as he continued to massage Lance with his walls. "Think I can make you cum just like this? Barely even moving?" He offered a devilish smirk as he continued the pattern of clenching around Lance.

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There was nobody in the world that would say that they weren't opening Pandora's Box with their actions. They had been friends for the longest time and, while they may have jokingly imagined what it wold be like to be together. this was the farthest that they've ever gone with it.. Lance was letting his best friend ride him while he was soaking up all the pleasure in the best ways. Both of their eyes were rolling into the backs of their heads as the energy was free-flowing through them. Tucker might not need to do as much as he would with other men, but that didn't mean the impact was lessened by any.

Hearing that the man had wet dreams about him in the past didn't surprise him as much as it might someone else. Tucker had always been the more sexual of the two between them. He would always be the one that was more provocative and 'out there', teasing his friend and putting them in semi-compromising situations just for the fun and joke of it. All that energy had to come from somewhere after all. If Lance was more like him, they could've been doing stuff like this as soon as they got to college.

"Of course I have, man. You've got way too hot not too." He was amazed at the glow-up his friend had, especially when he started to get in the gym more regularly. The added effect of muscles on his body only made him more attractive. His hands latched onto the other's biceps and started to squeeze in appreciation while leaning forward at the same time to start kissing and sucking on his bouncing tits.

Tucker couldn't help but to let out obscenities as he rode up and down Lance's thick pole. The beautiful thing about Lance's cock was that he barely had to put any effort into hitting his prostate. Lance's girth was more than enough to slam right into the gland just by the act of riding him alone. There were only a handful of men that were able to do that and it always made for an enjoyable experience. Now, all Tucker had to do was focus on keeping the momentum going, to keep riding Lance like the man like he was a cowboy trying to stay on top of his bull.

"I've had so many wet dreams about you, Lance." Tucker confessed. He'd never mentioned anything for obvious reasons, but now that these dreams were becoming reality, there was no need to hide them anymore. "God... Since puberty." He took in a sharp breath as he slammed his ass down against the other's cock in just the right angle to truly hit his prostate. His eyes crossed as they rolled to the back of his head, eye lids flickering with pleasure. "Thank god I usually woke up first to clean myself up before you did when we did those sleepovers."

Tucker's movements were becoming faster and faster. His tits bouncing in near circular motions as the pace was increased. "Did you ever think about fucking me?" Tucker asked, curiosity getting the best of him as well. "If you'd asked, I might've just let you back then." Really, it was all it would have taken regardless of what time in their life they were in. Tucker's always been very sexually free between the two, but he respected and wanted Lance's friendship enough to not want to destroy a good thing.

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Up to this point in time, Lance had been the one that was in control. He set the parameters of the bet, commanded Tucker to do all the things that would embarrass/turn him on, brought him to the park, and even gave him the option to try and get on top of him by beating him in a race. However, now that they were in the thick of it, he had n problem at all with handing his best friend the reins. This was clearly his wheelhouse and he knew he would get far more out of this by being in the passenger seat than being the one behind the wheel.

Even just the head was enough to get him moaning. The guy was complimenting the size of his cock and, while he couldn't help but wonder who else has heard those kinds of words from him, he knew the man well enough to know when he was blowing smoke up his ass. He could tell by the man's expressions that this was real.His double digits were being tended to by the best of the best. And he couldn't ask for anything better.

"How long have you been thinking about this?" He asks through his moans. How long had the man had idea on his mind, fantasizing about the day that it would come to fruition. He watched as he sat all the way down in his lap and he could feel himself shoot another strong jet of pre, splattering his walls already with his essence. He watched as the other began to bounce on him, his eyes already tracking the movement of his muscles. "I could say the same thing about you, man. You're the one with all the skills."

Tucker could almost go cross eyed with the stretch of even just Lance's initial penetration. He sank himself down just so that the head of the other's cock was swallowed by his hole before stopping for a second. Expertly, he rocked his hips so that just the head of the other's cock popped in and out of his tight ring of muscles. He could feel the sweet tug and pull his hole had as the edge of the other's helmet head caught against the rim of his hole.

"Fuck, Lance. Can't believe we haven't fucked all this time. You've been packing some heat." Tucker couldn't help but moan, still maintaining his skillful and accurate movements as he accepted just the tip of Lance's cock. "Who needs a boyfriend when your best friend has this big fucking cock, right?" Although, Lance was more than a cock to him. He was his rock, his ride or die, the person he knew would always be there for him. Really, Lance would be better than any boyfriend the world could offer.

Finally, Tucker began to sank lower. He leaned back, bracing himself as he positioned his straightened arms behind him in order to make his torso pop out as he rode the smaller male. It didn't take long before Tucker was bottoming out completely, engulfing all of what Lance had to offer. He only needed the smallest bit of warm up to get fully going. "You're so fucking deep." Tucker whimpered out as he moved his body up and down the length, his pecs bouncing with obvious weight as he did so. "How'd I get so lucky to have such a stud of a best friend? We'll have to make up for lost time."

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The time was drawing closer and closer. He'd be lying if he said that he wasn't a slight bit nervous and that his heart wasn't starting to beat faster in his chest. They were already passed the line that they shouldn't cross as best friends, but they could still stop now. They could get interrupted, hail could suddenly start falling from the sky, they could be being watched right now and live-streamed to all of the internet..........there were so many things that could happen between now and the 'big moment' that it was putting Lance on edge slightly.

Luckily, it was looking like Tucker was taking over for the moment. He set them up against the tree, and he couldn't help but get an eyeful at the other's package that was right in his face as the man was standing in front of him. Neither of them had really given it much attention up to this point and he could tell that it was aching to come out. However, if the man in charge wasn't saying anything, he wasn't going to mention it. He was sure he could feel himself aching and in need of release.

He waited as Tucker got in position and it wasn't long at all for him to feel the other's large ass sitting down on him. He closed his eyes and let out a moan at the heat that was encompassing him now. Feeling his throat was one thing. Feeling his ass sucking on him and squeezing him already? He was in heaven, no doubt about it.

"I'll try not to...." He said with a laugh, though there was some truth to his words. If this was how things were starting off, he wasn't quite sure how long he was gonna be able to last.....

Tucker chuckled at the other's answer, beaming up at the man through the heavy cock that was resting on his face. "Good choice!" He wasted no time as he got up to his feet. His cock was already jutting out the top of the waistband and he made no moves to fully free himself from the restraints. Right now, this was going to be about Lance's and his ass--his cock would need to be patient.

"Here, you can sit up against this." He guided the other towards the base of a tree nearby, figuring the both of them could use the support. As much as he wished he could just ride Lance any which way, in order to give his best friend the show he deserved there would have to be a little bit of set up involved.

Once Lance was in position, Tucker placed himself with his legs just on either side of the other's legs. He made sure to face Lance for this so that Lance could see all of him while he bounced and impaled himself on his best friend's cock, knowing that half the show was the way his tits would bounce as he did so. "Ready, bronco?" Tucker chuckled as he squatted down and positioned himself just above Lance's cock. He reached back, angling the other's member so that the head was just against his pucker. "Don't cum too soon, okay?" He teased just before finally lowering himself and sinking down onto his best friend's cock with a moan.

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The fact that there were so many different options at play meant that they could keep going at this for the rest of the day and into the night, if that's what they wanted to do. He could tell already that tucker would be an insatiable beast in the bedroom. He was already a handful as it was when they were just out and about. Getting him in his element? That was sure to just kick things into the ultimate high gear. That thought alone sent a brand new wage of shivers and chills through his system. He let out the moan that built up, and he couldn't wait to see how these things progressed.

He listened to what his best friend had to say and he couldn't even try to lie. All of it sounded enticing. He knew the man was a professional, but to have everything all laid out like that? It was a bit of a shock to the brain. The mental images that were coming in weren't going easy on him either. The size difference between the two of the ,was already one thing. To have it be so prominent in the positions that he was picturing? It war too enticing a thing to let go off.

"I want you riding me." He said with a sense of confirmation and excitement in his voice. That's what Tucker was offering, that's what Lance was wanting, and that's what was going to go down between the two best friends.

Tucker had already been thinking about the different ways Lance could fuck him... or how he'd fuck Lance. Tucker liked to pride himself in his versatility--he's had to be flexible in the things he enjoyed if he were to be successful in his career. That and his voracious appetite made for someone built to fuck and get fucked. "There's plenty of options." He nuzzled his face just underneath Lance's cock, pressing his chin against the heavy orbs of his balls as the massive shaft rested on top of the bridge of his nose. Lance must have had quite a view right now.

"I can get on my hands and knees for you." Tucker suggested, "You can mount me and fuck me as hard as you want." He began to press kisses against the other's manhood again, turning himself on as he imagined the many types of ways that Lance's cock could stretch him open. "I'll arch my back good for you, Lance. Have your merry way with my hole. I can take it." If it wasn't for the jockstrap that still adorned his hips, his cock would be twitching and bouncing up and down with eagerness.

"Or... You can sit back against that tree and watch me ride you." That's been some of his most popular positions. While he may not have the stamina to run miles on end, when it came to sex he found the energy. His client always did enjoy watching as he bounced up and down their cocks, watching as his muscled body shook and bounced with every movement. For the amount they were paying for Tucker, he was more than happy to be the one putting in the work for them. "I can really put on a show for you like that. God, whatever you want, Lance. I just need you to start fucking me." He whined, clearly desperate to take the other's member.

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Even though Lance had heard the stories of how Tucker did what he did with the men that bought him out, there was a difference between just hearing the stories and becoming one of the stories. The man said he wasn't going to give him anything less than the best and if he didn't believe him before, he most definitely did now. The moans and the groans were flowing out like water. Tucker was just sucking on his head, but he was making it feel like he was doing so much more than that. It was crazy.

He had to close his eyes to be able to process all of what he was feeling. However, it was only when he felt his best friend going down on him did his moans transition higher into whines. He knew he was pretty sizable between his legs, but Tucker was making it look easy to swallow him down. He did expect to hear some kind of gagging or something, but the man said that wasn't an issue for him. He couldn't help believe him as he saw him just swallow him down like a serpent swallow its meal whole. He could swear that he could feel himself bulging against the other's throat and imprinting from the outside.

This was all worth it. Now that they were here, he wasn't about to deny that this felt absolutely great. If he were a lesser man, he would've lost his load right there and then. He would've just blew his cannons and made a mess of the other's throat. However, he held back for the moment and focused on staying strong. He'd come too far to trip over his feet right at the finish line.

He didn't even realize how fast his heart was beating until the other freed him from his throat. His cock fell hard and heavy down between his legs, dripping with the other's saliva as he was left panting. "What -- what're the options?"

Tucker's mouth only watered more as the salty clear pre-cum coated his tongue. It allowed him to taste Lance's essence that much more intimately. His eyes fluttered closed as he focused on the wonderful taste, unable to stop himself from suckling at the head of the boy's cock as if to coax more out of him. He used the middle of his tongue to massage small circles underneath the sensitive area where the head of Lance's cock meets his shaft, making sure to override every sensory nerve to maximize his best friend's sexual drive.

As much as Tucker wanted to continue savoring this moment, however, he knew that the show must go on. His movements were slow and subtle at first, but in no time his head was bobbing eagerly up and down Lance's cock. First was a quarter way down, then half way, then three-quarters, and finally Tucker was fully taking Lance down his throat. As promised, he had no gag reflex. He did, however, have to close his eyes as he focused on relaxing his throat around the heavy intrusion, forcing himself fully down Lance and holding himself there as he suckled.

He was still able to take deep breaths through his nose, burying his nostrils against the other's bush. Lance's musk was filling his lungs and this was better than any poppers that he's ever played around with. Tucker let out a soft drawn out moan as he exhaled, reaching up with one hand to begin fondling Lance's balls as he kept the boy fully buried down his throat. It almost seemed impossible how long he's kept Lance down his throat, but just as Tucker could feel himself running out of air he pulled off of Lance's cock with heavy breaths as he tried to fill his lung with air once more. "Fuck, bro." He looked up at Lance with drunk eyes, "I think I have your cock wet enough. How do you want to fuck me?" He asked eagerly, ready to feel his best friend's stretch against his hole.

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This was turning out to be a better day than anything he could've ever planned to do himself. He knew his friend was still somewhat fresh off the breakup with his ex, so he figured a 'Guys Day Out' would be just what the doctor ordered. How things started from something so innocent and turned into something so utterly debaucherous? That was something he would have to really sit down and think about. He knew his best friend was a major stud, but there was a difference between having a hot friend to fucking that hot friend? Those were two completely different levels.

He could tell that the man was putting his all into what he was doing, and he couldn't have been more appreciative of it. The sucking, the tongue action, the attention to detail, all of it. If the man's goal was to get him horny beyond belief, then he was doing a damn good job at it. He had to wonder what he tasted like to get the other so ravenous for it. He'd have to investigate that further. His balls were already full as it was. With what Tucker was doing, they were only getting heavier and full of more seed for the escort to have.

The popping off of his balls made his cock recoil and bounce a bit, but it wasn't long before he felt those lips and that tongue on him. He was definitely feeling the love right now. Feeling him travel up the length of his double digits and when he got that hot mouth on him? He let out a strong jet of pre right down the other's throat.

Tucker didn't have to be told to please Lance better than how he normally pleased his clients. Anyone close to Tucker always got his best, though with serious boyfriends being a rarity in Tucker's life, Lance would have his hands full with how truly sexually needy Tucker could be. It wasn't as though Tucker was under any impression that Lance would be his boyfriend after this, but with how close they were it wouldn't be too far of a leap in logic to put Lance in a pedestal possibly even higher than a boyfriend.

The escort hollowed his cheeks as he kept the two orbs in his mouth in an effort to get Lance as deep in his hot wet mouth as possible. He used his tongue to massage the underside of his best friend's balls as he sucked, tasting the meaty flesh all over. With an obscene pop, Tucker pulled off of the other's balls. Sure, it might've inflicted a subtle pain, but what was pleasure without a little bit of contrast?

"You're not just like those other guys." Tucker assured between short panting breaths, "You're my best friend." He began to press kisses on Lance's manhood, beginning with his beautiful balls and slowly began to work up his shaft. "Of course," A kiss, "You're getting," Another kiss, "The best," A lick this time, "Treatment." Finally, reaching the tip of Lance's cock, he pressed his tongue flat against the flushed head before taking the boy into his mouth.

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It was a good thing that they decided to make their way up the mountain before starting to do this. With the kinds of moans that Lance was letting out, they most definitely weren't safe for the viewing public's ears. They weren't completely secluded. but they were far more away from the general populace than they were just by sitting on one of the benches in the corner. This was the kind of experience you wanted to be able to fully lose yourself in. Trying to hold back anything would just be disrespectful to the both of them.

He closed his eyes and let his head fall back on his shoulders as he felt his best friend actually taking his orbs in his mouth. There was no more playing around or teasing. This was absolutely the real deal. He was letting the expert do his thing, and it was more than paying off for him. He could feel the slight pressure shifts from the other's sucks and that just made him throb all the more. He was leaking all down Tucker's back, the pre dripping off of his slit and landing on his irresistible.

Getting both of them in his mouth was another big thing for him, and he could see now why his friend was as popular at his job as he made himself out to be. The fact that he was getting this kind of treatment for free was crazy. "Fuck...." That was all his brain could think to say in the moment as he was enjoying all of this. His fingers found their way in Tucker's hair and he couldn't help but get a tight grip. "Show me how you make all those men feel good and do me better than them."

Tucker kept his eyes closed as he simply relished in the small moments when Lance's thick heavy cock smacked against the flesh of his cheeks. The warmth he felt from his best friend's manhood was oddly fulfilling in its own right. Almost like he was becoming closer with Lance in a different way than they've ever been before. Usually, it would be in this moment that he'd open his mouth and allow his partner to smack his tongue with their cocks, but in his own way, he was savoring the moments before he would be getting fucked and used by his best friend.

At the other's command, he leaned his head down and nuzzled the point of his nose against the heavy warm sacks of Lance's balls. He took in a deep breath, taking in the deep manly musk from their full day's worth of errands. This scent would be forever ingrained in his mind, though he hoped he wouldn't have to use his memories to experience them again. "You smell so good." He breathed out, placing his hands on Lance's thighs as if to brace himself as he pressed his nose further into the man's balls.

Finally, he opened his mouth before taking one egg into his mouth. His eyes rolled back as his lids flickered shut as the salty tang filled his mouth. A moan shortly followed, reverberating against the singular pouch that was in his mouth. His tongue lapped at the sensitive flesh, suckling eagerly as if to get all of the taste off of Lance's balls before finally moving to the other side and repeating the process. After being satisfied paying equal attention to both eggs, he decided to take both into his mouth at the same time and held them there as he continued to stare up at his best friend waiting for further instructions.

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Never in a million years would he say that his best friend didn't have the skills to pay the bills. You don't just make your life doing what he does if you're not good at it. Indeed, he did remember all the different stories that the other has told them over the course of him working for P&H. Some were funny and some were more mundane. Some had him even wondering how the other even had enough strength to get out of bed the next morning. The fact that he was going to be all to add his name to that list? It had him feeling pretty good about himself.

"You look so hot down there on your knees like that, man." This wasn't something that he was planning on doing with his day, but there was no way that he was going to turn back now. Tucker had his cock out and it outright smacked him right in the face. His cock was probably the 'biggest' thing about him. He never made a big deal out of it because that wasn't a vital part of who he was as a person. Now, though, it was about to have its spotlight.

He took himself by the base and smacked his thickness across his cheeks, easily getting them to redden even more than he already was. All their activities from earlier in the day had been building him up for this moment. He was leaking thick rivulets that were marking the other's face with ease. "Start on my balls, Tuck." He said, those eyes looking up at him like that making him pulse and harden all the more.

Tucker was in a haze, his decisions completely being driven by the testosterone telling him he needed to fuck soon or he might just literally fall apart before the day's end. Each press of Lance's lips relieved the burning heat that he felt all over his body--which to be fair could be from all the running and physical exertion he had go through just to get here.

"After all the stories I've told you about the kinds of dicks I've taken? You bet your ass its going to be the best you'll ever have." Tucker chuckled as he palmed Lance's crotch. He's generally known how big the other man was, but to have him directly at the palm of his hand was something else. He wondered if Lance was bigger than he'd imagined. Either way, the answer was going to reveal itself soon. "My ass can take whatever you throw at it." It felt like an exaggeration, but the escort was confident in his skills.

Though he was eager to get his own cock wet, getting Lance's was top priority right now. "I've told you before that I don't have a gag reflex, right?" He grinned as he began to lower himself to his knees, feeling the soft grass against his skin. He reached for the waistband of the other's shorts, eagerly pulling them down to finally get a glimpse of his best friend's cock. His breath hitched as the impressive length finally popped out from Lance's clothes, not even flinching as the heavy mass landed against his face as he looked up at Lance with his signature 'fuck me' eyes.

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He would've loved to see what it was like to watch the man running up the path up the mountain. That was the sacrifice he had to make to try and get to the finish line first. He knew the various patrons and visitors to the park were getting more than an eyeful with the way he was sure that everything was moving and bouncing around. His friend was a great guy with a great body, and he wasn't going to ever try to deny it.

Now that they were together and his arms were wrapped around him, he knew that it was time to get down to business. He had been teasing and tempting the man ever since they left the mall. Tucker was most definitely a trooper for holding out as long as he did, so he wanted to make sure that his reward was more than worth the wait.

"You want me to ride you? Hmmm.....that might be something we can do." His hands were all over the other's muscles. The man was large and built like he was made to fuck. He gripped and squeezed his pecs, massaged his biceps, kissed along his neck, roamed along his back, and made sure that his hands landed on the large muscular globes that the other always carried with him. He gave them both a nice strong smack and squeeze. "After you give me your ass and make it better than anything I've ever had before."

As oblivious as Tucker was, the irony of his situation wasn't lost on him. He was well muscled, sure, but that only meant more weight to lug around when it came to actually running. All while trying to move uphill? It was never in the cards for him. There were pros and cons to being built like he was, though all he really could care about was the fact that people seemed to enjoy how he looked at the end of the day. All proven by the fact that there were so many people oogling at his body as his running caused his muscles to bounce and shake.

He finally was able to catch his breath, just fast enough to straighten himself up when Lance's hands were finally on his frame. "Yeah, I think you should've." He nodded. Though he was engaging in this conversation, there was still really only one thing on Tucker's mind. Lance's ass, his body, getting to penetrate him; all the things he was built to do.

"So... By getting on top of me..." Tucker began. "Does this mean I get to watch you ride my cock?" He asked with a hopeful grin. Tucker would be lying if he didn't say that he's had a handful of wet dreams about Lance when he was growing up. Tucker wrapped his arms around Lance, pressing his sweat soaked body against the other male almost as if to get back at him for everything he's made him do. "I think it's safe to say you have me very hot and bothered."

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He knew that he was giving himself an unfair advantage by piling it on so heavy on the front-end. However, he thought that the sxales would balance out a bit more once they both got to running. It wasn't hard to believe that he wasn't the most athletic guy in the world. He much preferred the activities that exercised his brain more than they did his body. Once the heat was on, he more than expected his friend to come roaring up the path and catch up with him.

When he got to the top of the mountain and realized that Tucker was still back there, he had to laugh to himself a bit. He could only imagine the sight that his best friend was making to the few people that were still at the base of the mountain. They'd definitely have one hell of a story to tell, that's for sure.

The sound of the other's steps alerted him that the other was on the way. Tucker came into the scene and he looked like he was coming straight off of a porn shoot. "Maybe I should've tried out for Track, after all, huh?" He joked and went over to the man to start feeling his muscles up.

Feeling the other's mouth against his, Tucker could almost feel fireworks as he immediately relinquished himself into the kiss. Soft moans resonated from his throat, which quickly turned into a whine as the other parted away from him. It was like a shot of adrenaline that only lasted but a fleeting moment. The escort was left in almost a daze as Lance began his instruction. Thankfully, Tucker was just barely conscious enough to be able to catch what he was meant to do. Jock, shoes, sunglasses.

When his brain finally caught up to the other's words, Lance was already running towards the top of the hill. A frustrated growl left his throat as he began to undress without much finesse. He slung his clothes over his shoulder, leaving him practically just barely covered in the articles that he was permitted to wear. He bent down, picking up his sunglasses that dropped as he took off his clothes, and put them back on. His ass was in full display and people were quickly beginning to notice.

Tucker began to run towards the area that Lance had told him about, his muscles bouncing and wobbling with every powerful movement as feet hit the ground. The escort was already exhausted from their first run and the added pressure of trying to catch up to Lance wasn't helping. As he made his way through the park, people were pulling out their phones and snapping pictures and videos of Tucker putting out such a lewd display, his ass bouncing without much cover in his jocks. When he finally met Lance at the top of the mountain, he was nearly fully spent. "That was... No fair..." He breathed out, "You had a head start." Though, a deal was a deal and he lost fair and square.

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He knew he was riding the very fine line between doing just enough and doing too much./ He could tell that Tucker was right on the edge of breaking It was cute to see the look of neediness and desperation on his face. He could only imagine how many other men saw this exact kind of face when he was with him. He didn't think it was some kin of manipulation tactic or anything. He knew the other was more than genuine. The fact that he could feel his hard dick practically begging to get inside him? Yeah, he was being for real.

"A race." He said as if it was the most simple thing in the world. "We deserve a bit more privacy." While they weren't just out in the open for any and all to see, they weren't exactly hidden away either. He knew the perfect spot to break the dam. "The top of the mountain. If I get there before you do, I get on top of you. If you get there before me, you can ravage me as much as your heart can handle."

It was simple enough, He gave the conditions and pushed forward a deep kiss on the other's lips. It wasn't one of the teasing ones. This was a real one filled with tongue and lip smacking. He took over the embrace and wanted to daze his best friend. He pulled back with something of a smirk and leaned into the other's ear. "And *have* can't wear anything except your jock, shoes, and sunglasses, stud." He then pecked his cheek and bolted up the path, running as fast as his legs could carry him.

Feeling Lance's finger on his lips, Tucker could almost feel himself deflate from frustration. If there was ever a record-scratch moment, this would be Tucker's. A soft huff released from his two nostrils, eyes furrowing into a semblance of his natural puppy dog eyes as he stared up through his sunglasses and into his best friend's eyes. "Oh come o..." He cut himself off, knowing that there wasn't exactly any use whining when Lance had all of the say in their current predicament. "What did you need, Daddy?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around of Lance's waist almost as if to keep the man in his close proximity. "You keep this up and I might just go insane, I hope you know that." He warned with a very clearly needy look on his face even behind his sunglasses.

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He knew how charged up that his best friend could get. The man was an escort, after all. It tool a special kind of man to be able to do that job on any kind of respectable level. He was proud of Tucker for even making it through this far without the dam breaking. If he was anyone else. he was more than sure that the guy would have been on his back or ramming into someone a hour ago. However, the fact that he was holding out so much was only more solid proof that their lifelong friendship was firm.

e"Oh, I'm pretty damn sure about it." They were getting closer and closer to the line of no return. They might have teased each other every now and again in the past. However, it was nothing like this. Lance was the one that had the hand on the other's collar. He would see him leaning in and wanting to kiss him on the lips. He let him get even closer before putting his finger in the way. "One more thing, princess."

It was almost as if Tucker was in a trance. He reached for his best friend's body and felt the firm set of muscles underneath. Beyond the obvious work that the other male put into his body, Tucker was more enamored by the fact that it was Lance's. It wasn't often that you got to see your childhood best friend in another light. He was going to take it all in.

"Are you sure about that?" Tucker whined as his hands trailed up and found their way onto Lance's nipple. Using his thumb, he rubbed gentle up and down motions on the singular nub and watched it bounce and flick. "Cause if this keeps going, I'm just going to have to beg for you to fuck me right here and right now." He couldn't help himself as his head got closer to Lance's, as if aching to kiss the other's lips. He was trying to be a good boy in only following the other's instructions, but it was a slowly losing battle for the man.

[himbostudier]

If you thought that either of the two men were less than attractive, then you definitely needed to have your eyes checked. Lance would always hype his best friend up when it came to anything. Even though he wasn't the most vain person in the world, he liked to think he took care of himself well enough. He wasn't as robust as his friend, but not everyone could have the same body type as everyone else. That would just be boring.

The fact that he was just sitting in the other's lap like it was nothing was a major development for the both of them. There was a difference between just messing around and something more serious. "As great as that sounds, I happen to quite like my tech job." He jokes. "I don't want people looking at my pole or my hole."

Tucker instinctively reached forward as the other male sat on his lap. His hands landed just at Lance's hips, his thumb touching the searing hot firm muscle around Lance's waist. He's always known that Lance had a rocking body, but his view of Lance as more of a brotherly figure had always stopped him from truly admiring. With newfound horniness at hand, the boundaries were blurred.

"I'm gonna go ahead and blame it on the ice cream." He let out a chuckle, finally getting a chance to slow his breath down as his eyes obviously stayed locked on the other's abs. "But you... Is this what ice cream does to you?" He grinned, one hand moving from Lance's hip to flat on his stomach. "I'm glad you're finally joining this meat show you've been putting on. You could be a producer at P&H at this rate." He couldn't help but chuckle at that. If this day was any hint of what type of things Lance would have him doing for P&H as a producer, they'd have plenty of content to use for years.

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All the people ogling as they pass by should consider themselves the luckiest set of people in the world. If Lance and Tucker hadn't decided to go to the mall today, there was no way in the world that they would be getting the kind of show that they're getting right now. Pretty much everything of Tucker's was on display for anyone and everyone to see. Lance was loving it and he knew his friend wasn't ashamed of the attention he was getting too much.

At a certain point, though, they came to a stop. Lance hadn't been pushing himself too hard, so he was relatively dry in comparison to the other. "Getting tired already? Damn, you must be getting old faster than I thought." He teased as he went over to where he sat. He decided to 'amp the ante' right here and now. While the other was spread out, he went and sat in his lap. He faced him and threw his arms over his shoulders after lifting his shirt and hooking it behind his own neck.

Tucker held a confident smile as he jogged through the park, making sure his pace was just slightly ahead of Lance. Sure, he wasn't exactly wanting to go easy on his best friend as his own means of getting back at him, but that didn't mean he was ready to just sprint a marathon. Though, the people at the park probably wouldn't have minded seeing that as Tucker's muscular body shook and bounced with each heavy step. Some were even blatant in how they recorded and captured the escort's lewd scene.

Finally, though, the larger male found himself being drawn to a park bench. Figuring it would be a good place to stop, Tucker let out a final heavy breath as he slowed himself, spun around, and sat his ass on the wooden bench. His body was coated slick with his own sweat, giving him a somewhat natural sheen which only highlighted his well muscled body more. His abs remained seemingly impossibly flat even as he heaved with his chest rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath. "That enough running for ya?" He asked as he slumped, legs splayed out. Even at rest, his muscular thighs displayed their obvious power.

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If anyone tried to come against his best friend, they would have to face his wrath. That was just the long and short of it. Even though he wasn't the most physical, he chad more than enough heart to make up for it. That was to say that he wouldn't let anyone try and get one over on Tucker. At the same time, he knew that he would be able to get away with. Getting the guy to run almost naked around the park for everyone to see? That was most certainly on the list.

"Trying to keep up with you? Oh, you're already way too far ahead of me." He didn't need to worry about catching up. As long as he kept the other in his sights, he was good to go. How could he resist wanting to get a good look at all that meant and muscle on display? The man took goof care of himself and he wanted to show his appreciation in his own way. He went at a steady pace to stay relatively close to his friend.

Tucker should have expected it after hearing the idea of going to the park. To think he was expecting for Lance to get all soft on him. Their friendship truly was like that of a brotherhood, though the bounds of their rapport continued to be tested to its limits. Not that there was a lot of limits that Tucker had when it came to Lance. He'd do just about anything for the other, even if it was to honor their little bet and continue on with his humiliation.

"Well, I guess I am dressed for it." Tucker looked down at his barely clothed body. If he were to sweat, at least it would evaporate and he'd dry fairly quickly. He began to take more exaggerated steps as he lifted his knees up to reach higher closer to his chest in a small effort to stretch. "I think you should be more worried about keeping up with me." He laughed as he began to jog, following the main path around the park. His muscular frame bounced and jiggled freely as it was barely covered, drawing more and more attention from the passerby with every heavy step. Tucker was more than aware of how he looked with his tits bouncing up and down, but he was starting to learn how to embrace the humiliating display.

[himbostudier]

In the outfit that he had on, Tucker was bound to stick out, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. He would stick out like a sore thumb. It was great, to be frank. All the yes were being drawn to him and, even though he was ignoring it, he knew there was a part of him that loved all the attention. Their walk to the park went relatively smoothly. Though, there were a couple of times when passing guys would catcall him and smack his ass as they walked by. Lance got a good chuckle out of it, to be honest.

Once they got to the park, he looked around to gather his surroundings. "I try to be, you know. What's life without a little bit of romance?" He asks as his hand slyly grazes over the other's bulging crotch, giving it the gentlest of tugs and squeezes. "Pretty boring and repetitive, I'd say." He then pulled away like it was nothing and began to make his way toward the forest trail. "Let's go for a jog, baby girl. Think you can handle that?"

Tucker followed after the other man. The people that they passed by were very obviously staring at Tucker and Lance as they walked, giving a mixture of curious and appalled looks. As far as the escorts were concerned, they could mind their business or gawk to their hearts content. Though, it didn't help that Tucker's bulge stuck out obscenely as he was still horny as fuck and held onto a half-hard mast. It bounced left and right with every step beneath his sheer shorts and the thin excuse for his underwear.

Finally finding themselves in the park, Tucker eased a little. It wasn't as crowded as the busy streets that they were walking through, though there was still plenty of traffic as people enjoyed their stroll. Still, Tucker stood out in the bright skimpy clothes that he donned, but it was at least more hidden behind the thicket of the trees and bushes of the park. "You're so romantic, Lance. That's what I like about you." The larger male smiled at the other. It was true, even if they were merely just friends. The men Tucker was used to dealing with were more about the sex. It was a nice change of pace that Lance was calmer, even if he was technically being punished right now.