Hours had gone by and Tyler was still needling me as I painted. “I am telling you, beautiful, your man wants your sexy old roomy to fuck him. And from the looks of that tube in his pants, your roomy Lawrence could split your man open.”
“They would never do that.” I said, patiently as I dabbed away trying to find the right affect for those big balls of Tylers, which had this hint of fuzzy dark blond sheen of peach fuzz adorning them. He kept his pubes trim, but not totally shaven, and the look was very inviting. The light was tricky as I used the northern light from the glass doors and skylights, but as the day changed so did that light so I had studio lights that came on to compensate. Still I had to try to remember the first full light of day and what that did to his muscles. His cock, I had enhanced slightly, though his was plenty big enough, very thick, though not as long as mine, and definitely not as long as Lawr’s. I doubted I could stretch my mouth around that girth, but as he stood there with that big thing pulsing or throbbing, and sometimes leaking pre, I found myself licking my lips, my throat drying with that hot taste of brass that told me I was really horny.
Tyler really was a great model and could hold that pose for hours. I gave him breaks however, and after a bit, I gave him another.
He immediately came over to peer at the painting, sliding an arm around my shoulders his big cock angled up across my front. “Damn I am looking good.” He said, admiring himself as he petted his cock.
“You always look good, Tyler,” I told him.
His hand left his own cock to caress mine. At some point, hours before, I had shucked the cutoffs to free my aching rod and it danced under his touch. I gave in, letting him, a moan leaking from my lips.
“Man, you need some pleasure, baby>” Tyler purred in my ear as he stroked me. He took my jaw with his other hand guiding me around to meet his lips. His kiss was luxurious and sensual, his tongue darting in to swirl over and around mine the way one might swirl around a cock head. His body turned into mine, big muscles to my leaner construction, his thick cock bumping mine as our bodies met, cocks rolling and rubbing as our kiss gained passion.
I don’t know what I might have done if we kept kissing like that, but his lips left mine to trail down my neck to my chest and then my nipples.
I have very sensitive nipples and when he did that my cock became like steel, leaking precum. Tyler needing no further encouragement, moved on down to lick the tip of my cock.
“Tyler…”I began, weakly. I was so fucking horny from all the teasing going on between my husband and Lawr, and that nip of the tongue just added to it.
“Just tasting, a little kiss to your cock isn’t cheating, baby.” He husked seductively.
“Ty…” His lips closed around the head and his tongue swirled in, laving my cockhead and sending me to heaven.
“I won’t last long.” I breathed, “And I can’t cum with you.” I said, half begging.
“Just a few kisses, baby…” he said as he slid his hands up my thighs and caressed my ass, pulling me toward his lips. Those lips took me deeper slurping over the head and down my shaft and I rocked forward, groaning with pleasure as his mouth tightened to suck as his head stroked backward.
“Ty, that’s enough, stop.” I whispered, even as my own hands had reached forward and down to play with his dime sized taut nipples, where they projected from his powerful pecs..
His mouth drew back and then in and down again, taking me to the route. I heard him gag on the size of me, as he sucked back, undaunted, and knew I would cum any second.
“Uhh fuck!” On the brink of cumming, I dropped to my knees, which pulled me out of that treacherous mouth of his. We kissed ravenously until he stood up, and my lips kept going, down the deep cleft between his pecs down his happy trail to that thick monster.
“I’ll just kiss it,” I offered, weakly.
“Nice big French kisses,” He urged and the fat head of that cock pressed my lips.
I took it stretching, opening my jaw as far as I could. Sucking Kent who was just as long but not nearly as thick, gave me some practice, but still, it was hard to take that big thing. I finally managed to get his head into my lips and go down just a bit futher, but my jaw ached,
“Mmmm yeah, suck back…you don’t have to take me deep. No one can.”
Well that was a challenge. I sucked back and then plunged forward, working more of that shaft into my mouth until the head hit the back of my throat. I was really good at calming that gag reflex, but I had to breath hard through my nose to fight it off. There was no way I could get any further so I sucked back, and slowly managed a rhythm. Tears streamed from my eyes but I didn’t gag, though I snorted around that monster. Tyler was moaning and yelling, grabbing my hair in his fist, and finally, he bawled out, “Oh FUCK I am going to CUM!”
I braced myself but when it came it was a blasting rocket, filling my mouth far to fast and fully for me to swallow it all, cum dribbling down my chin onto my chest. I kept sucking, driving him crazy as his cok became super sensitive. Finally he jerked out of me with a cray. “Oh fuck that was intense!”
Tyler went to his knees and reached for me but my phone went off with Kent’s message signal. I was tahnkful it was just text messaging. I clicked to answer and got a pic of Lawr trying on some short see through shorts slit to the side, his big half hard cock peeking out the leg.
“You like?” Kent typed to me.
“Love them. Looks hot, baby.”
“I know, right? Lawr and I just finished shopping. On our way home.”
“Ok baby, see you in a bit.”
I eyed the cum on the floor and dribbling own me. “Ty my baby’s headed home. That was … too far, sexy, but I gotta clean up.”
Tyler pouted. “I wanted to return the favor, beautiful.”
“Maybe next time.”
He grinned a big puppy dog grin. “Can’t wait.” He said. But he got up, pulled on the skimpy shorts he’d come in with and with a kiss to my mouth where he had to taste his cum, he left me.
I quick hit the bathroom, cleaning myself off, and took a mop to the studio floor where creamy dribbles did not look at all like paint. I realized, belatedly, that I was naked as I heard the front door and the chatter of two, familiar, male voices.
I quickly pulled on the paint cutoffs, but it was difficult as I had been hard for most of the morning and was still very horny. MY nine inches did not want to go under cover!
Moments later my husband and Lawr entered the studio. Lawr, I saw wore some white, stretchy cotton boxer’s that hugged in minute detail every contour of his big cock where it tucked down one thigh. From the looks of it, that cock was more than a little stirred up.
Kent was looking at the unfinished painting of Tyler as he entered. He was wearing some burnished gold stretch silk shorts that molded to his own endowment. These two men were really dressing to show off to each other. Kent may not as been as big as Lawr down there erect, but he was a shower, and even flaccid his cock was six plump inches. It was a minor scandal when he wore something like he was wearing.
Neither of them helped calm my own condition, and Kent noticed. “Hello, my hard hubby, whats gotten you in such a … oh my god your painting Tyler with a huge hard on, like he is masturbating it?”
Kent gaped as he examined the painting.
“Yeah, I decided to punch it up a little. He’s just holding it.” I said nonchalantly.
:Hot,: Lawr said, groping himself.
“And I left you here for hours painting that? Alone? No one to check on you?” Kent said.
“It was just a pose, baby. Surely you trust me.”
“Well… yeah… but look what it did to you.” He said, turning to glare at my crotch.
“All my models get me hard, painting them. It doesn’t necessarily mean I would do anything with them.”
Kent vented a sigh and began, “Here I’ve been a good boy all day, inspite of wanting to..” He stopped and flushed, “I mean Lawr has been the perfect gentlemen, and well, I admitted I was …” He stopped again, growing flustered. Ah, my poor baby, was so adorable when he was flustered.
I stepped toward Kent and embraced him, sliding my hands down his wonderful back to his amazing ass, pulling him in. “Baby, you have nothing to worry about, and neither do I. As I said, I trust you two. Who could not be attracted to either of you, right? And didn’t I give you guys permission to kiss? I know its just affection, but its tinged with attraction, right? And if an erection happens between you, I know you’d never do anything to hurt me. Dicks have a mind of their own, right Lawr?” I know, I was repeating what was becoming a mantra over and over about them kissing, but Kent needed the repetition.
“Absolutely,” Lawr echoed, but a glance at him over Kent’s shoulder caught him smirking with a hidden message to me. Hmmm…
Kent just pulled me in tighter, with a sigh. “I sorry. I get so jealous. I love you so much, baby.”
“And I love you, my golden god.” I kissed his lips, thinking Lawr, Kent and I had a long way to go, and I’d nearly screwed it up by sucking off that cum cannon, Tyler. I resolved not to do that again. I had to get this painting done in a hurry and tactfully dismiss and finish paying Tyler, before anything else happened.
“So whats planned for today?” I asked them, still holding Kent.
“Workout in that gym of yours and then sun by the pool, after lunch.” Lawr said, not shy about what he wanted.
“That sounds good.” Kent said. He drew back from me. “I have to do some investment and stock trading on the computer after which I’ll go for a run on the beach. I’ll hit the gym tomorrow.” He looked back and forth between Lawr and me. “To make up for being a jealous jerk, I’ll leave you two to work out together and you guys can catch up since college. Not fair to monopolize all of Lawr’s time.”
“I am sure Lawr was happy to get to know you, baby.”
“Oh yeah,” Lawr agreed, moving in. He turned a willing Kent toward him and planted a long sensual kiss on him. “I am hungry for lunch.”
My cock twitched and got harder at the sight of them kissing, lifting up to press under the belt line of my cutoffs. I was SUCH a voyeur.
“Well lets go eat. I need to shower and put on something comfortable.” I said, watching them kiss some more.
“You’r about to work out, why bother?” Lawr said with a leer, breaking the kiss.
“”I’ll feel better.” I told him. Did Lawr want to smell me raunchy during the workout? Really, I knew so little of him in many ways since he’d turned gay in secret.
The thought turned me on, and I didn’t need to be turned on any further. “See you two in the kitchen in a few.” I told them.
Kent said, “What shall I make?”
“Chicken salad, baby, we have those unopened tubs from the market two days ago.”
“Right!” Kent said as I headed off to the shower. What I really needed was a good wank. I was so horny, and my hard cock was fighting for release all the way down the hall to the spa an the shower. Just the thought of being alone with Lawr, working out with him, made my cock pound.
I wasn’t in the shower more than a minute when the door slid sideways and Lawr stepped in. He was naked and magnificent and as hard as I was. Turning toward him in surprise, our cocks banged together shortly before he crushed me to him, kissing me hungrily.
A swift glance through the shower glass showed the spa door from the hall way closed.
:Don;’t worry, Kent;s busy adding stuff to the chicken salad and humming like a happy camper.” Lawr growled in my ear. Grabbing a bar of soap and reaching around me to soap my back as our cocks jostled for position, he added, “just wanted to tell you, he got so hot in the store he got in the dressing room with me and went down on me.”
“Fuck, he sucked you?”
“Big time, took it all, Dev, and I didn’t want any time to pass before you knew.”
“Gotcha,” I said just before another kiss took me into a whirl of passion. “Did he let you suck him?” I panted between kisses.
“No. Not yet. Fuck, Dev this all is making me crazy. Do you want him lying to you?”
I clutched his muscular ass globes as our cocks rubbed together. “He’s not lying if I don’t ask, and I am not asking. Lawr, he doesn’t want a three way relationship, so, the game is to let him get comfortable with having both of us until he sees he can trust it. I want you both.”
Lawr’s eyes burned into mine. “I want you too, baby, so bad.”
“And you want Kent too, right?”
He ducked his head but then lifted it back up, his eyes burning but wary. “I want you both. But yeah I want him telling you the truth. He’s an honest guy for the most part. He is scared of hurting you, but I think just scared of the whole thing getting out of control. I don’t think he realizes how much you and I want this.”
“Fuck.” I gasped, and groaned as his hands closed over both our cocks and stroked. “I need to cum.”
“I know. I want you to cum. Cum for me, Dev.”
With those beautiful eyes burning on me how could I refuse? His bicep flexed as he jacked us both off, our cocks rubbing together in his meaty stroking hands.
It only took a minute of stroking, the tempo increasing steadily until I couldn’t hold back any longer. “Fuck! I …. Hunhhhhhh hunhhh.” The climax took me over, making my legs weak as my mind was drawn into the intense explosion of white hot passion, my cream blasting up his abs and deep chest.
His cock spurted right after mine, his jiz joining mine on our torsos. Breathing hard, we clung together, foreheads leaning together under the spray.
We washed each other off, careful around each other’s sensitive post climax cocks. Stepping out after, we shared a lazy kiss before grabbing towels and drying each other off.
We were in that mode when Kent opened the spa door and saw us, me standing with Lawr behind me drying the back of my legs and ass. He’d already dried my back.
“Lunch is ready!” he said, cheerfully, his blue eyes taking us in. “Did you guys shower together?”
“Unhunh.” I said and grabbing my towel turned and dabbed it on Lawr’s chest and on down to his big cock, drying that too with caressing dabs under my husband’s gaze.
Kent just watched, and if he was a little nervous, fine. He needed to let go his boundaries until he wasn comfortable.
“What shall I wear to the beach. Hmmm” I said sweeping past him. I kissed my beautiful blond husband on his cheek as I slipped by him and went into the master bedroom.
“See you for lunch, Lawr,” Kent said, but he followed me, close behind into our bedroom. “You just dried his cock, right in front of me?” He whispered.
“unhunh. Is there a problem?”
Kent flushed. “Don’t you think maybe we are going a little fast here?”
“He dried me off and I returned the favor, baby. Two friends taking care of each other. Whats the harm in that?” I said, hoping he wouldn’t ask what we did in the shower, in any detail.
Kent took a visible deep breath. ”I guess right. Just my jealousy talking.” Kent came to me and hugged me and I hugged and kissed him back. His body relaxed in my arms as we kissed. “If I had to admit it, its just, I am so drawn to him, baby. He is so sexy and warm and funny. I am just going to have to learn to resist him. Because even if I am developing a man crush on your old roomy, I just can’t see us managing a three way relationship.”
There he went again, boxing himself by his old convictions. “Of course not.” I said, determined not to rock his boat too fast. “He is our best friend and we can be affectionate with kisses and everything. Just have to use self discipline, that’s all and know when to stop.”
Kent relaxed against me further. “Your so patient with me. I must seem like a drama queen or something.”
“You just love me and don’t want anything to ruin what we have. Lawr won’t let that happen, and neither will I.”
“Promise?” Kent looked into my eyes. Kent was four years older than I but sometimes I felt infinitely older. This was one of those. He was a puppy, needing reassurance.
“I promise, baby.”
After putting on a fresh elastic cock ring, I pulled on a mesh jock that did nothing to hide my jewels but lifted them up, while providing a wide waist band to support me while working out. Kent chose to slip on white stretch cotton shorts, his cock showing nicely down one side to peek out of one leg juse enough to make you want to kneel down to see more of it. What a tease.
So dressed, we went to the kitchen and settled ourselves to eat. Lawr sauntered in a little later and sat down on Kent’s other side, close enough to resume their under the table shenanigans if they wanted. Qued by that move, I got up, fetched the bowl of fresh fruit on the counter, put it on the table and then shifted my chair over so I wouldn’t inhibit Lawr from feeling my husband up all he liked.
“Nice shorts, Kent” Lawr husked.
Kent flushed. “Oh they are nothing much.” That was true. Nothing much which was why they were so sexy.
Lawr himself wore exercise shorts over a jock and two leather wrist bands to help support his forearms.
We ate our lunch amid relative silence. “So what stocks are you invested in?” Lawr asked my wealthy husband.
Kent flushed, “Well, I took some chances. I have some stock in a space mining company, which won’t see a return for years, but they are doing good work. I am also invested in a company that is making small nuclear reactors, and those are actually on the market and beginning to be sold as an energy source. But also some hydrogen powered engineer is coming on line and I am in that. Hopefully, that and the nuclear reactors will give me a nice return soon. The rest of my money is invested in some real-estate in New York City, twp brownstones on 18th street. That street is undergoing renovations, with decorative old world lanterns for stret lights and cobblestone walk ways, for a retro look. A lot of art galleries there and its really up and coming. In about three years or so I ought to make a killing if the rest of the city doesn’t fall apart. The current Mayor is an idiot.”
Lawr just grinned. “I don’t know that much about him.”
“Be thankful you don’t.” Kent was basically liberal, but contradicted himself when talking about economics. The result was that he hated talking politics and he changed the subject. “Hot work out outfit, there Lawr. My husband only wears a jock if you can call it that. He might as well be naked. Hands off him!” Kent laughed lightly and Lawr and I just chuckled.
“I will behave like a professional work out coach, no worries.”
Damn, I sort of hoped he wouldn’t, and I told my dick “down boy, you came in the shower, go down.” I could hear my subconscious scold me back. Pfft, I could cum easily five to ten times in a day. With these two in the house all I could think about, was cock.
Lawr leaned in against Kent at the table and I was certain Lawrs right hand had just slid itself down onto Kent’s crotch to caress him. Kent’s lips parted and a flush crept up his neck. “I’ll be good to your husband, I promise,” Lawr purred to Kent.
Kent struggled not to moan as he said, “Unhhh, good. Please do, or I won’t get any investment work … unh… done.”
The meal went by quickly, punctuated by the sound of utensils and soft subdued moans from Kent as Lawr stroked him under the table. Finally Kent put a halt to the play when his flush told me he was close to the edge. He took a napkin, draping it as if by accident over his crotch as he got up and turned away from me. “I’ll clean up here.” He said.
I let Kent get the dishes, dawdling over my empty one. Lawr smirked at me and I just shook my head at our in house devil.
I got up and enjoyed the look Lawr gave my mesh jock, before joining my baby at the sink. “Here baby, let me do these. You made lunch.”
Kent nodded and moved over to dry the dishes but Lawr was there, taking the dish towel from him as he leaned in and engaged Kent in sexy kiss. “I’ll hep your hubby. You go do your thing.:
Kent looked hesitant to leave us alone together but I turned and said, “Love you baby. Go make us rich.” I reached out and caressed his still hard cock through his shorts.
Kent laughed. “Oh all right.” He eyed us both,, even as his pelvis rocked into my petting. But then seemed to turn with determination and put his back to us, walking out fo the kitchen.
“Look at that fine ass on my husband!” I called as he reached the door. He paused and gave his ass a shake before passing out of sight.
“Mmm I am looking at a damn fine ass.” Lawr growled looking down at my ass.
“You bet it is.” I murmured back and he gave me a soft deep grrr. That made me remember that I usually topped Kent, and it had been a long time since I had a big cock up my ass. My ass was hungry. Glancing sidelong at Lawr standing there beside me, looking like an Adonis, all sculptured male beauty with the big protruding curve of a bulge, his warm sexy smile, I couldn’t help but yearn for a private moment with him where I could get that big hot pole up my ass. All kinds of lustful thoughts chased themselves through my head, so it wasn’t any wonder when a plate slipped out fo my hands shattered on the tile floor.
“Oops.”
“I’ll get it.” He said turning around until he spotted where we kept broom and dustpan. In moments he had it cleaned up, even if he kept looking up while doing it at my bulge.
“See something you like?” I couldn’t help but tease him.
“Fuck.” He whispered.
:OK.” I answered and our eyes locked with feverish passion.
Thanks for reading this series. I have rewritten this series recently, expanding descriptions and dividing it from a dozen chapters into nineteen so far which will be coming out over the next days.. If you read his series months ago, I strongly suggest rereading it. And there is more to cum! Enjoy!
