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Trey’s eyes locked upon me as he sipped his mezcal mojito in the Tijuana taqueria just over the border. Jesus, he looked hot with his muscular, tatted bod stuffed into a skimpy tank top. “You remember what happened the last time we were here?” he asked, licking his lips seductively. “Yeah,” I replied. “You fucked my ass.”

Trey Becker had been the hottest guy in our fraternity. Sure, we had been friends in that superficial, manufactured way that binds all brothers in a fraternity, but we weren’t in the same circles. And we didn’t keep in touch after graduation, other than a few likes on each other’s Insta accounts. So I was more than surprised when I got a text from Trey late one night about five years since I’d last seen him.

“Some brothers are throwing me a big bachelor party this weekend down in Tijuana. Can you come, bro?” To be honest, I cringed at first. Drunken weekends in Tijuana was the stuff of my frat years. Had we not matured? I was tempted to decline, but I also needed a weekend away. I had just broken up with a guy who I had thought was the one, so perhaps a couple days in a tequila haze was just what I needed. “Yeah, man. Count me in.”

Trey insisted that I ride down to Tijuana with him, which again seemed odd since we had never been all that close. Just over the border into Mexico, Tijuana was about 100 miles from where we lived in California. Trey picked me up at my place the next Friday after work. Jesus, he looked hot, even better than in college. As he tossed my weekend duffel bag into the back of his Jeep, I realized it would just be the two of us riding down together. “The other guys are meeting us there,” Trey explained.

On the drive down, I tried to ask Trey about his fiancée Liza and their upcoming wedding. He was evasive, telling me only that Liza was a “bangin’ hot” fitness instructor whose dad is super wealthy and owns three sports teams. I wasn’t surprised Trey had hit the jackpot in marriages. His whole life was a jackpot with killer looks, a smoking hot body that seemed to require little effort, and a huge cock. In our fraternity days, Trey would linger in the open showers with that big dick flopping around between his legs. He caught me staring a few times, but it seemed to me that Trey liked the attention.

“You remember this place?” Trey asked, parking in front of La Hacienda del Tiempo, the rundown hotel with a downstairs taqueria in Tijuana where the fraternity had always stayed and got shit-faced drunk. “How could I forget?” I laughed, wondering to myself why we couldn’t now stay someplace nicer. It was nearing dinner time and we were both starved. Trey insisted on checking in and taking care of our bags while I scored us a table in the taqueria. “How many guys are joking us?” I asked. “Uh . . . The other guys are running late,” Trey informed me. “Just grab a table for two . . . and order me a mezcal mojito.”

Ten minutes later, Trey joined me at our table in the taqueria. He looked hot as fuck, having changed into a tank top that showed off his muscles and tatts. We both ordered the tacos de carnitas and enjoyed laughing and reminiscing about our old fraternity days as we ate and downed a few more rounds of drinks. Sipping his mojito, Trey’s eyes locked upon me. “You remember what happened the last time we were here?” he asked, licking his lips seductively. “Yeah,” I replied. “You fucked my ass.”

“DAMN,” Trey exclaimed. “You remembered! We were both so drunk, I thought maybe you would have forgotten. “No,” I corrected. “You were drunk. I was only mildly buzzed. I remember it all. There were like ten of us all at that long table over there by the bar. The brothers were getting rowdier by the minute as the tequila kept coming. You broke off and started flirting with this hot chiquita at the bar. You must have pissed her off, as she dumped her drink in your lap and stormed off. You sat there stewing in the corner, which is when I went up to my room.”

“And that’s when I went upstairs and fucked you,” Trey interjected. “Yeah,” I continued. “I was about to hit the sack when you started pounding on my door. You practically fell into the room when I opened the door, demanding, ‘You want this cock?’ I sucked you for like ten seconds to get you wet, and then you bent me over the edge of the bed and fucked the shit out of me. After you seeded me, we both fell asleep. But you had already left with a few other brothers to go back home when I awoke the next morning. And then we both acted like it never happened.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry,” Trey apologized. “It scared the shit out of me . . . because I really liked fucking you.” And then Trey knocked me over by asking, “You wanna go upstairs and fuck?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. This hot-as-fuck guy wanted to fuck me again . . . and during his bachelor weekend?” Downing my drink, I gave Trey my answer: “Fuck YES.”

Upstairs in the hotel room, I stripped down and positioned myself on all fours atop the bed while Trey took a piss in the bathroom. “Nah. Not like that,” he protested upon discovering me. “I want to be on top of you,” he directed as I flipped onto my back. Trey was soon upon me, his big cock teasing my hole as he brought his lips to mine. Holy fuck, he was a good kisser. We didn’t kiss the time he fucked me before. His tongue, probing mine, was driving me wild.

“Mmm, you taste good,” Trey said, our lips parting. And then in my ear he whispered, “I’ve waited a long time to be inside you again.” His cock was still pressed against my hole, but began to slowly work inside me. I tensed instinctively, for his dick was fucking huge. “Relax,” he soothed, “I’ll start slow.” Inch by inch, Trey slowly worked that big cock inside me until I had taken him fully, his balls mashed against my stretched hole.

“Fuck,” Trey moaned. “I forgot that ass is much tighter than pussy. Damn, your hole feels good.” I had actually forgotten what a hole stretcher his cock was. Trey pushed my legs closer to my chest, allowing him to go deeper than any man had ever gone inside me. Jesus, the dude was hung. He was giving me some deep thrusts, his balls mashed against my hole, which felt fucking incredible. Looking down at my hard cock as he planked above me, working over my hole, Trey instructed me to start jacking my cock as he fucked me. “I want us to shoot together,” he desired. I dutifully complied and began to jack my dick, trying to match the rhythm and intensity of his cock up my ass. Fuck, it felt good. Too good.

“Dude . . . I’m gonna bust,” I announced urgently, removing my hand from my cock just as my load erupted and sprayed his taut abs as Trey hovered above me. “Fuck, that’s hot,” he exclaimed, ramping up his own pace. He was pounding the shit out of me, his breathing intensifying. “Aww, FUCK, man . . . Aww, SHIT,” Trey grunted as a flood or warmth filled me from within. His cock pulsed within me, dumping his load into my depths, until he finally collapsed upon me, smashing my load between our sweaty bodies. Trey remained upon me for what felt like an eternity, our heartbeats melding as one, until he suddenly sat back on his knees.

“Damn. Look at that crummy hole,” Trey exclaimed, raising my legs to my chest again to take in my wrecked, cum-leaking hole. But what Trey did next shocked me. Leaning forward, Trey lapped up his own cum out of my hole and then licked up my stomach, catching my own cum on his tongue. He then fed our co-mingled loads to me with a deep kiss. “Mmm,” he moaned. “We taste good together.” And he was right, we tasted fucking incredible together. But, alas, I knew this was just going to be a one-time thing, like so many times before. Trey was just using my hole to sow some wild oats before his wedding, which was fine by me.

“Shit,” I exclaimed, looking at my watch. “We oughta shower and clean up before the other guys arrive.” Trey looked askance, concealing a smile as if he were a kid who was busted with his hand in the cookie jar. “Lemme guess,” I asked with a twisted smile. “There are no other guys coming for your bachelor party?” Trey gave a playful laugh, leaning over to kiss me. “You caught me,” he confessed as our lips parted. “It was all just a ruse to get you down here with me. I’ve been thinking about fucking you again for years, and I had to make it happen.” Trey was suddenly on top of me again, pushing his hard cock up against my hole.

“So is your fiancée real? Are you even getting married?” I demanded, my head rolling back as he plunged his big dick back inside me. Trey gave a playful laugh once more, finding his stride as he plunged my depths again. “Yeah, Liza is really my fiancée,” he admitted, pounding me harder. “But I’m thinking the wedding might be off.”

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He wanted me to hop into his truck after my classes. We have been best friends for so many years. I jumped in and he took off. He wore his flannel shirt looking like the delicious country boy he always was. “How was class,” he said with one hand on the wheel. “It was fine,” I said. We went down this country road that we’ve been down so much before. I then felt his hand on my lap and started to feel on me. The hand went down lower to my crotch and I got a little hard. “Brandon, what are you doing?” I asked. “Something we should have done a long time ago,” he said. He stopped in the woods, no one around. He unbuckled and grabbed my face and planted his lips on mine. I went along as I knew he was already hot. Our tongues started to fight in our mouths. My hand went down to his hard dick in his jeans. “You wanna taste?” He asked. “Fuck yeah,” I moaned in his mouth. He pulled back and I helped him undo his jeans. His dick came flying out of his boxers showing his country pubes and low hanging balls. I went down starting with his balls and licking his sack and taking one ball into my mouth. He started to moan. I licked and sucked the shaft of his cock and started to lick his slit of the head. I finally took his whole cock in my mouth. I slobbered and gagged as he grabbed my head and started to fuck my mouth. He moaned loud from my wet mouth. I pulled back up stroking his dick and kissing his mouth. He started to undo his flannel shirt showing his furry body. “Fuck me Brandon,” I moaned in his mouth. “Get out the truck,” he demanded. He got out with me and went behind the truck and took the tailgate down. Brandon then grabbed my jeans and pulled them down over my shoes. “Lay up here,” he said. He pulled my legs up and started to go into my ass. His tongue touched my hole and I moaned loud in the woods. He started to go all into my ass. He spanked me and my dick jumped. His tongue went up from my hole to my balls where he started to suck on them. “Fuck me till my can’t take it anymore,” I said. Then pushed me up more till he was over me. “How hard you want it?” He asked. “Rough,” I moaned. His head was at my hole and I told him to put it in. Just then the pressure came and he entered me. We both moaned at the feel. “Oh you are so tight,” Brandon said. He then went in and out with all his force and I moaned as he kept hitting the prostate. I laid there looking at his blue eyes and lifted my arms up to enjoy his dick. He leaned in more to kiss me and then went to my musky armpits and started to sniff and lick on them. I kissed his lips more trying to get the taste of my pits. My hand went down to my throbbing cock. We both moaned loud in the woods as his fucking got more intense and we started to sweat. He dripped from his chin all over my body. I would take it for lube and stroked my cock. Finally I tensed and I needed to cum. “Oh keeping fucking me Brandon, I’m gonna fucking cum.” Just then my mouth fell wide open and I looked down as my cum shot out all over me. I screamed at the feel of Brandon’s dick pushing my cum out. Just then Brandon tensed up and then screamed closing his eyes hard and releasing his juice into me. “Fuck yes,” he screamed. He then collapsed near my lips. We both laughed as we tried to catch our breath. I kissed his lips more and we laid there for a bit watching the clouds.