I was just putting the paint away, the brushes in the cleaning jars when I heard the door and two happy male voices. My painters’ cutoffs and here and there, me, had fresh paint on them. Kent called out to me after a minute, but I was on my way to the spa and the shower. I called back. “Be with you guys in a minute! I have paint on me. I need a shower !”
“Ok hon”, Kent called back.
“I’ll make lunch!” Lawr offered.
I heard Kent argue with him that Lawr was a guest and didn’t need to do that, but I doubted Kent would get anywhere. Lawr could be stubborn about what he saw as his duty.
I soaped up, and was just starting to scrub the paint off my arms and a splotch on my right pec, when the shower door slid aside and my husband, looking gloriously naked, and sun kissed, his tan having some reddish tints to it, stepped in, took the soap and body scrub sponge from me, and went to work on me.
“Hello baby, you have fun giving Lawr the tour?”
“Oh yes, he’s a sweetheart, love. I showed him around all the beaches, some of the hotels, the big light house…”
“That sounds nice. So your getting along ok, that’s good.” I said. Pulling Kent in against me for a kiss. I discovered he was hard, his luscious cock sliding against my groin as we kissed.
He was soon moaning, his hands roving over me teasing me into hardness.
“Mmm baby, fuck me.”
“Now? Lawr is making lunch..”
“Now, baby.” Kent coaed and who was I to refuse a demand like that. He turned around, leaning against the shower wall, his ass out for me, his beautiful ass. No way I could resist that. I opened him with one then two then three fingers, working him up until I could line up and thrust slowly home. He groaned but his ass clamped down on me hugging me so tight as I slowly began to fuck him. I hardly had to move as Kent’s sill ful toned butt sucked my cock like the pro he was.
“Oh baby, your so sexy, fuck, “ I moaned, feeling his ass muscles pull me off and take me right to the edge; My balls were soon banging as our rhythm increased, and I had to smile as I heard the breathless whine in his moas that told me he was close. I held off cumming increasing tempo, slap slap slap sounds filling the spa, until with a guttural cry, he exploded against the shower wall; The feel of his spasming hole around my rock hard throbbing cock, took me the rest of the way, and I was soon, spurting my cream against his back under the spray.
We both sagged against each other, recovering, before rinsing off, drying ourselves and heading to the master bedroom to dress. Kent hemmed and hawed over this chore, while I simply grabbed some grey short shorts, going commando, myself, a white tank tee, and headed into the kitch.
Lawr was there setting lunch out on the terrace by the pool. He had clearly showered himself, and wore a form hugging white speedo that advertised his seven inch soft thick flaccid cock. I knew he grew to ten inches from our roomy days, and wondered how those little speedos could hold him he got excited. We exchanged winks, and a quick hug before Kent could appear.
But appear he soon did, showing up in a blue t and a iridescent greenish gold thong. Fuck, these two men were showing off to each other or I would eat my own dick. I did not miss the not so furtive mutual check out as we all sat down to liverwurst and onion with mustard sandwiches, and Iced tea. The day was beautiful, the pool sparkling, the ocean beyond, picturesque. The terrace round table was small and cosey with a glass top. Knees touched, and I soon saw as the conversation meandered from the tour and Lawr’s impressions, to past relationships of Lawr’s.
Lawr patted Kent’s thigh as he talked about touring the light House, “Very cool and very romantic. There was a hot gay couple up there making out and Kent told me you guys had had sex up there a couple of times. Pretty daring” he added, giving Kent’s thigh another squeeze. “I was tempted to give your sexy husband a kiss up there just to show my gratitude for the tour, and I said so.”
Kent blushed and laughed, “He did.”
“Well did you? Kiss?” I probed.
Kent turned toward Lawr and nudged him with his knee giving Lawr’s muscular thigh a pat that ended with an unmistakable rub caress before retreating as he said, “Just a short smooch baby. Lawr is such a sweetheart, really.”
“Hey that’s great, glad and relieved you two are getting on.” I said, casually, giving them both a smile.
“Hope you don’t mind me kissing your husband.” Lawr said again, and I shrugged..
“Not at all. You should go to some of the parties we’ve attended. We’ve had guys come up and stick their tongues down our throats by way of a casual hello.” I assured him.
Kent laughed, agreeing, “God including that old letch Riley Hurston. He thinks he is so rich no one can object to his tongue in their mouth. Yuch.”
“Oh? Hope I don’t meet him.” Lawr joked.
“Oh you will.”
This prompted Lawr to ask Kent about his romantic history, but Kent, as usual, managed to snake his way around that subject. I’d always suspected Kent had a history with one or two men on the Island before me, but nothing had come to light.
Lawr insisted on cleaning up after lunch, and Kent helped him. I told them I was go for a jog on the beach. Lawr decided to go along, quickly joined by Kent. Rather than risk exposure by going commando in short shorts in broad daylight, I changed into some navy speedos and met them on the terrace. Kent was applying sun tan lotion to Lawr’s shoulders and back. I took some lotion and applied it to Kent, letting my hands wander down to his perfect ass globes and reaching around to the front. Kent, likewise was pretty thorough with Lawr, doing the back of his muscular legs and his back down to his speedos.
It was all innocent yet glances told me that my Kent was filling out his tong pouch a bit more, and Lawr looked like he could barely contain what he had in those speedos. We all did our own fronts with sun tan lotion, and Kent and Lawr both did my back.
Then we were off, down the steps of the house to the beach, our bodies and bulges drawing gazes and turning heads as we set off at an easy pace. We jogged east out Surf Side beach toward the light house, taking a breather before heading back.
The day was turning out to be a warm one, and we were all sweating through our sun an lotion. Lawr headed into the water creating a big splash as he dove in. His head bobbed to the surface and he waves his white speedos in the air before slingling them around his neck.
Kent giggled, and ran in after him, soon enough lifting his own iridescent green gold thong up to place around his neck.
I followed in, but kept my speedos on, as much to calm the sudden stirring of my cock as anything. The Atlantic was, as usual cold and brisk, but refreshing.
Lawr ducked under the water, only to appear under Kent who shot into the air, laughing his thighs around Lawr’s head as Lawr carried him piggyback. I was very aware that Kent’s cock was nestled up against the back of Lawr’s head as the latter paraded my husband around for a moment before playfully tossing him off into the sea. I could tell there was plenty of accidental cock touching going on with this game.
I joined the horsing around, and it soon became a friendly competition of who could slip under Kent and lift him on our shoulders next. Lawr got under there at least twice as many times as I did, and I was happy to let him.
And then it happened. After tossing Kent who hysterically screamed laughter for the tenth time, Kent appeared and I didn’t see his little thong around his neck.
Kent was laughing, leaning against Lawr in the water which was just a bit more then waist deep. “Um baby, where is your thong?” I was already moving searching the foamy surf for it. I moved left toward where Kent had last sailed through the air, seeing nothing. The surf was strong enough to make the shallows murky with swirling sand.
Kent jerked in alarm his hands going to his neck.
Lawr pulled him in and kissed him. “No worries, we’ll find it.” He said.
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!
