If you have made it this far you have reached the end of the rewrites and hopefully all will be smooth sailing from here on. As one reader said, "I thought they had already fucked." Lol, sorry for all the confusion, but the stories were so badly written I just had to go back and re do the whole thing. As I discovered, that can be a little messy. If you find your still confused, you might want to go back and skim through again. In response to the fuck already question, yeah in the old version, but thats part of why I wanted the rewrite. We got there too soon, and I love a long tease, Muahahah. Anyway, from here on everything ought to cum out smoothly. Hope you all enjoy.
Kent’s house gym had pretty much what a professional gym had in terms of machines. Kent didn’t go in for free weights, as those depended more on having a spotter and neither he nor I could be there for each other all the time.
Lawr and I started out with stretches on the mat, our bodes close enough that we often touched while talking in low murmurs. Lawr’s brilliant blue eyes a shade darker than Kent’s tended to drop down my abs to my jock, and my own grey eyes were no different, as I kept looking up his thighs to that big bulge bundled up inside his exercise shorts in his jock.
When we finished our wrist curls, he slipped off his shorts to join me in just wearing a jock, and checking the door, he moved in against me till our bulges touched, his lips following to take mine in a lip lock with tongues that just added to the contained pressure of our crotches.
I wasn’t sure how we could concentrate on our workout, but Lawr drew away, “I hear footsteps.” He whispered. And then I did too. We parted going over to the chest area of the work out as my husband peeked in.
“You guys, I am going to be about another twenty minutes or so.”
“Ok baby.” I acknowledged, glancing at him. “We’ll be a bit longer, but not much.
Kent blew me a kiss and then turned and left us. Lawr was already ensconced at the seated bench press. I went to him and faced him, spotting him as he began his repetitions. His eyes kept moving down my body to my bulge and I just smirked at him. The way he looked at me made me want to go out and find swim trunks or speedos, leggings, jeans, thongs, any of which could be so sheer or transparent as to run the edge of getting arrested. His gaze made me want to be an exhibitionist, just so I could have him looking at me like that forever.
I was getting hard in my jock, and he noticed, licking his lips. “Fuck you make working out so hard. Hard to concentrate.”
“Sorry.”
“Don’t be. I love it. I just gotta concentrate.” He said, forcing each word out with each repetition.
When he was done, we switched places, and I would have pulled him in for a quick smooch during the switch, but I caught movement in the corner of my eyes at the door. Kent! He was listening and trying to watch us without being seen. I suddenly realized I hadn’t heard his foot falls after he left us.
I put a finger to my lips and darted my glance sideways and Lawr gave me a little wink.
I took my seat and Lawr, standing there in his bursting jock strap gave me such a teasing show.
But we behaved, barely, through the next several sets, finally ending up working the calves, and squats before quitting.
“Time for the showers, sexy.” Lawr said to me. Damn he had that just freshly buffed look to his bod, and he was magnificent. I wanted to eat him.
“Yep.” We were silent for a moment, long enough to hear those quiet retreating foot falls. Grinning, we headed into the spa, stripping off sweaty jocks, our cocks which had been more than a little stimulated through the workout, hanging in heavy arcs, drawing our eyes to what we wanted to devour.
“Living with you guys is going to turn me into a cock addict,” Lawr said.
“I know what you mean.” I said, reaching out and giving his big monster a stroke.
His cock bobbed up to dance appreciatively for me.
Hopping into the shower, we turned on one of the shower heads and got under the spray together, cocks lifting to roll and press together, nipples crossing and rubbing chest to cheat as our arms wrapped around each other. Our mouths followed and we were soon kissing passionately. God Lawr’s bod felt so sexy against mine, and I suspected that if I kept kissing him I would cum without even touching myself. In no time our cocks were pulsing tubes of barely contained fireworks, both of us leaking pre from pulsing love rods under the spray.
Then the shower doors parted and Lawr and I stepped away from each other as Kent joined us, his eyes darting to our conditions, with a nervous look.
And yet Kent was hard, too, facing us. Lawr grinned and said, “Hey there, golden beautiful, glad you could join us.”
Kent smiled adoringly back. “I was thinking, if you guys were up to it, we could go for a jog on the beach, jog down to the light house and back.”
“I don’t know, just cooling off from the gym, not sure I want to get all hot sweaty and sandy again..” Lawr said, doubtfully. Kent tried to hide his disappointment, but Lawr came back with, “Just kidding. Sure, babe. I can wear that sexy speedos leotard you bought for me, today.”
“I have one of those, the ones from the boutique. Low cut front straps, shorter than wrestler leggings.” I said, while taking note that Kent was already buying Lawrs stuff.
“If you are as hard as you are now, you’ll stick out of the front. They are very low rise.” Lawr teased me.
“I think we can keep these under control if were running,” I said, reaching out to pet Kent’s erection.
He let out a moan, his pelvis rocking forward. Lawr reached up to cup Kent’s chiseled jaw, guiding him to a kiss.
“You guys' kiss and I’ll scrub you both down. We’ll be all nice and fresh for the run.”
Kent broke the kiss giving me a look as if to say, You alright with us kissing? I tried not to roll my eyes. I had already made that very clear. Kent was so fucking paranoid. But then, again, if that bitch Miles was right, maybe he had a reason to be. So, I just offered him a smile and a shrug just before Lawr reclaimed his mouth. Hah, Lawr's way of calming Kent was far superior to mine, I thought, grinning.
I reached pas them for the shampoo, and started in on both their heads, Kent’s then Lawrs, blond thick, wavy mane, and then back to Kent’s luxurious brown hair, and all the while the two made out in front of me.
Lawr broke off from Kent’s mouth and neck, for air and grabbed the shampoo from me. “Your turn roomy. Been wanting to get my hands in that black silky hair since I arrived.”
“He does have beautiful hair, doesn’t he?” Kent said moving around behind Lawr and wrapping his arms around his waist, his hands straying to Lawr’s cock.
I pretended not to notice, closing my eyes as Lawr’s hands proceeded to give my head a wonderful shampoo massage.
As he washed my hair, I kept my eyes slitted, and watched as Lawr struggled to concentrate, with Kent wrapping both hands around his monster dick and stroking. Kent surprised me, really taking a chance, I would catch him masturbating our housemate. I mean here he was asking me over and over if it was ok to kiss Lawrs, and right after that he is stroking the hunk's cock under my nose?
Finally, Lawr guided me under the spray nozzle to rinse off, while simultaneously grabbing Ken’s hands to still them. He looked ready to blast all over the shower stall and me. They attacked each other with moans and passionate lip locked kissing, as I stood there, my cock pounding as I watched.
Finally, I turned my nozzle to cold, and sighed as my cock finally lost its eager stiffness. They were under another nozzle, so the cold water didn't break them out of making out as I left the shower going for a towel. And yeah, it was a hint they were neglecting me just a tad more than I was ready to put up with.
Kent joined me a moment later, leaving Lawr behind in the shower, his beautiful features tight with concern. “Are you ok, honey?” Aww he was so worried about me, it was adorable. But yeah, he was right to be.
I turned to Kent and pulled him in for a kiss, stopping his worries. When I broke the kiss after a thorough tongue tussle I said, “No worries, love. I am happy to see you two getting on so well. We are horny young guys. All this, call it fooling around is expected, ok? I know you two would never actually have full on sex behind my back. Don’t worry about it.”
Kent gazed into my eyes a moment more but seemed to register that I was ok with this level of things. “Good. Its… its hotter and sexier than I am used to, but I can get used to it if you can. I really like Lawr, a lot. Hey, maybe we could help him find a boyfriend.”
I watched Kent carefully as he said that, but his voice had become softer, tentative, as if he was alarmed by his own suggestion. Difficult as it was for him to deny, even to himself, it waa becoming very clear to me that he was developing feelings of possession about Lawr.
“I don’t think we should help him, baby. Look at him. Do you think he NEEDS our help?”
Kent let out a snort laugh and shook his head. “No, he doesn’t, that’s for sure.”
I gave my husband a gentle kiss. “Hey, he IS lonely. It’s a good thought, baby. The best thing is for us to get closer to him, give him as much company that way as we dare without you know, going over the line into making him our lover. I am used to treating him as a roomy. But he is knock down gorgeous, and a shock to your system. Don’t worry about it. You can handle it. I trust you, baby. When you feel like you are going too far with him, you just step back and cool off a little bit. You can do it.”
As I said all that I had reached out and petted his cock, circling my fingers around it to stroke Kent, keeping him hot to help ease him over the weaknesses in my little speech.
“Hmm, you make so much sense. Your so wise and understanding. How did I ever deserve you, baby.” Kent oozed, sincere but pouring it on just a little thick.
“I don’t know I am just too wonderful.” I agreed, drawing a giggle from Kent.
“You certainly are,” Lawr said, joining us as he dried his hair with a towel.
Kent offered, “Here let me do that and taking the towel he moved in close enough to Lawr for their cocks to brush against one another.
“Hey guys, why don’t we pack lunch grab some beach mats rolled up, sun block and lotion, whatever we need, and just jog down the beach to the gay section. I haven’t spent time at the beach for a while, I mean just laying around instead of my usual quick jogs. Be nice to play in the ocean a bit.” I proposed, cheerfully.
“That does sound good,” Lawr said, and Kent who looked ready to protest and probably suggest we just lie around the pool, but hearing Lawr, immediately gave in. Hmm, the advantages of a second husband, I thought jokingly.
We busied ourselves packing for the day on the beach, and I pulled out a silver leotard I’d bought at the boutique not long ago that was very sheer. The silky thing slipped on like a second skin, the straps thin and swooping so low in front I thought my junk would spill out any second. The straps lifted the material up over my ass and cupped my balls and cock but left a bit of air gap between the waist band and my lower abs. It was a very sexy feeling. I also added a thong to my nap-sack which held water, iced tea, suntan lotion, adding a deflated beach ball. We also packed a cooler, and Kent retrieved a colorful canvas lean too for shade when the sun became too much.
Kent soon appeared wearing a sheer mesh golden leotard, the mesh being just a little opaquer over his cock. I could see the head and shaft intimately outlined. He looks so edible I wanted to take him right there.
Not to be out done, Lawr appeared in a stretch cotton white leotard, his mammoth tool displayed to perfection, and I knew if he got that thing wet it would turn completely transparent.
Hoisting back packs, sunglasses, and a beach mat rolled up and tucked under Kent’s arm. Lawr and I had the supplies, off we went to the beach and started jogging.
Our cocks jiggled and bounced behind thin flesh hugging leotards and as expected, heads turned as we passed. Despite jogging, my cock felt heavy and turgid the whole way, and I knew I was part of a three-way spectacle of edgingly indecent exposure, but that just made it all the more fun.
Eventually we saw the low dunes and the rainbow flag up ahead, and slowed to walk, moving down to the wet sand and the shallows to cool off our feet.
As we reached the gay area, eyes followed us, a couple of wolf whistles, and a “Hot men.” comment buoyed our confidence. We kept going heading into the area where the beach was purposefully kept more natural, sand dunes rising, passing a sign that said, this next section was a nudist area.
We moved past a hot couple of men making out on a blanket and then after another taller dune, walked past a muscular dude alone, slowly stroking his cock as he looked at us with hot eyes.
Eventually, we found a spot between a few dunes to put down our blanket. I peeled off my leotard, stretching out by the pack with the drinks and the small cooler with our lunch. “We better apply some block before we eat since were going to be here a while.” I said. “Kent, you want to do me, baby?”
“I always want to do you,” Kent quipped, and we chuckled.
I looked away but not so far, I couldn’t see Lawr mouth to Kent, “and I always want to do you.” Kent blushed s he fumbled for the tube of sun block.
Having removed my leotard, I teased them, stretching back in the sun, as I said, “You two are overdressed.” Lawr immediately shrugged off his shoulder straps and peeled the leotard off his muscular legs.
Kent ogled the now magnificently naked Lawr, but soon followed suit. Naked, my glorious man tore his eyes from Lawr and went to my side, sun block in hand.
“Can I help?” Lawr asked moving around to my other side, or my front.
There was a slight pause but then Kent handed him the tube of sun block as he rubbed it into my neck and shoulders. Lawr started with my face and worked his way down to my chest and nipples, spending extra time there, the rascal. By then Kent had finished my arms and was down my back toward my ass.
Lawr’s hands moved down until they brushed over my hard cock, which seeped a bit of pre at the touch. But then Lawr moved to my feet and legs working upward as my cock got harder and harder.
As he reached my cock at last and began stroking, he leaned over me to engage my beautiful husband in a long tongue wrestle of a kiss, their heads slanting in toward one another and moving slowly as their mouths got into it big time. Watching them pulled me close to the brink and I fought off the need to cum. Luckily, Lawr’s hands relinquished my cock in time.
“Thanks guys.” I said. “You two are like heaven.” I chuckled. “But I need to cool off. I’ll be back in a bit.”
I got up, and jogged off down to the water, hard cock wagging stiff, before plunging in. I relaxed, letting the ocean ease my erection, before turning to swim along the shore, enjoying the feel of my naked body surging along, my cock staying plump and turgid, despite the brisk cool Atlantic temperature. Once I’d lost sight of our picnic spot, I swam a bit more, just enjoying the swim, before turning back to shore.
I climbed out near where a very familiar muscular hunk was reclining on a large blanket slowly eating a big hot dog. How very suggestive, I thought as his blue green eyes sought mine. I was arrested by his handsome good looks and the size of that big cock draped over one muscular thigh.
“Hey, beautiful.” He said.
“Hi Ben.” I responded with a wink and his big cock twitched and surged before my eyes.
“Join me?” He asked patting the blanket beside him.
“I’d love to, but my husband and our house guest await my return. You look like you need some help there.” I observed, caught by the sight of that lengthening one eyed snake. My own cock was rising again.
“Damn, tempting, to ask you, but you’d probably refuse.” He said with a sexy chuckle. Fuck!
“Let me take a rain check.” I said.
He looked around at the ocean and the sky. “Not a drop of rain to be seen.”
You got me there,” I said, settling down beside him on his large blanket. Damn but I am easy.
He reached out and pulled me in for a deep kiss and I felt my whole body respond to this sexy man. Ok so Miles had said Ben here was a part of that three-way thing that burnt Kent out on three-way relationships. Maybe Ben caused the breakup. But the man was so magnificent, commanding and just plain fucking hot, my curiosity was getting to me.
He was a great kisser, and our kiss went on and on, hands wandering over bodies. “What a handsome, studly, beauty.” He breathed as his hand found my stiffening cock and slowly milked me.
I groaned with pleasure, but made myself stand up. My cock was making a true show of it now. I didn't want that hand to stop but needed it to if I wasn't to lose all control. His very masculine, exotic dark beauty inspired me, and I found myself saying, “You know, Ben, my latest art commission is for a gay magazine, that is coming out with a calendar of Fantasy Warriors. You’d be a natural as a model. Pays a thousand for three six hour posing sessions and permission to paint your likeness and publicize it.”
He grinned broadly. “If I can see more of you, I am in. However, forget the fee. I won’t charge you. I really don’t need it.” True enough. I had the impression Ben was even richer than my husband. We shared more details, during which he got up to stand with me. Our hard cocks crisscrossed, brushing and bobbing together, teasingly, as we talked. As we reached an agreement on terms and times, he took my ass in his hands pulling me into him and we kissed with rising passion, bodies rubbing together in what was very nearly a dry fuck before I pushed gently but firmly away.
“You're getting me too hot; Ben and I need to go.”
“I know. Can’t help wanting you, though. I am going to be thinking of you all day every day till you call me. Can I have lunch with you tomorrow?"
"Maybe, I know Kent has to go visit his aunt in the city either tomorrow or the next day." I definitely did not want to tell Kent I was going out to lunch with his X.
I pressed my lips to his again and we kissed before I said, “I gotta go. Laters, sexy.” I winked and jogged away, my hard on bobbing stiffly, leaking pre blown off in the ocean breeze.
Back tracking I moved up onto the dunes further inland winding my way back and past some other couples, some of whom eyed me hungrily. Fuck but there is nothing like the silent invisible heat of eyes intent on a guy with lust. I soon found Lawr and my husband, but as I'd given them more than ample time to get hot and heavy with one another, I moved quietly up one more Dune that was above them and knelt down. I was down wind of them, and I could hear everything.
They had clearly finished with the sun block and were in a hot make out tangle, which included hands on each other’s cocks, stroking as they feverishly kissed.
“Mmm, oh Lawr, fuck I want you so bad.” My husband blurted to my old roomy.
“I want you too, baby.”
“This is so hard,” Kent groaned after another moment of passionate making out.
Lawr responded. “We are so fucking are.” His lips moved down to Kents chest to suck on Kent’s nipples.
Kent arched moaning. He had nipples every bit as sensitive as I did, and I could see his cock twitch and dance. Lawr’s hand wrapped around it and pulled, and Kent gasped “Don’t! I’ll cum. Dev could be back any minute.”
“An accidental spurt of two won’t hurt anything.” Lawr soothed, the devil.
“No, stop….”
Lawr’s hand stilled, ever the gentleman. But Kent groaned. “Oh Lawr, please.”
“Please what?” Lawr teased. Both of them had been speaking in low murmurs but I was catching every word as the ocean breeze carried it right to me.
“I … I need you inside me. I want you to fuck me.”
There it was. My baby had just crossed an invisible line.
I waited as they started making out again with even more passion, but then Kent said, “I brought a condom.”
“Big enough for me?” Lawr asked, his voice humorously smug. Kent giggled.
“Probably not.”
“Never fear, I may have accidentally tossed a couple in my bag.” Lawr said, and he left off Kent long enough to dig into his bag.
I carefully ducked down in case Kent looked around. But a moment or two later heard Lawr say “here.”
I dared to peek again. Kent’s legs were over Lawr’s broad shoulders as the latter finished unrolling a condom onto his huge monster. Yes, my monogamy programmed husband was about to let another man fuck him. I took my cock in hand, ready to watch…
Again, if you are just coming back to this series, after some time away, you may want to reread again from the top, as I have rewritten, extended and split up the chapters.
Enjoy!
