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This is a story about adult men intended for adult men. It is a fantasy, so
I again remind you that I have done away with the requirements of safe sex,
and have included no gestures toward common sense either. If you have any
suggestion or comments, please e-mail me.
Breakfast was good and Ari set about getting the turkey ready for the
Thanksgiving dinner. He was always well organized and he got it in the
oven. It was four hours of roasting before the bird would be ready so he
and Gil went out bird watching and Billy and I kept watch on the roasting
bird. I was in charge of basting.
"That was good last night." Billy said. "I didn't know how much you liked
the bottom."
"Well I didn't either." I said. "It was my first."
"You're shitting me!" Billy exclaimed. "I don't believe it!" I laughed.
"You don't have to believe me, but it's true." I said. "You are the
possessor of the first cock to enter my ass." It was Billy's time to laugh.
"I am truly honored to be the first! You took it awfully easily for a first
time." He said. "Was it ok?"
"I was surprised my self. I was expecting some thing a lot more dramatic."
I said. "It was good, and kept on getting better the longer I was skewered
on your cock, but it wasn't painful. I had never thought about having a
cock in my ass, not to mention a retired NFL quarterback's cock. You liked
it?"
"Damn yes!" Billy said. "I like the top and am good at it. I love the
bottom, and it's a challenge. Ain't life a bitch!"
"You fight it so hard." I said. "Can you relax? Just let the cock enter?"
"I want to intellectually, but every time the head is at my ass I tense
up." Billy said. "It must be a natural reaction." He paused. "I wouldn't
mind trying it again, if you're game?" The Viagra from the night before
must still have been working, because I was more than game.
"I need to watch the turkey." I said.
"Let's screw here, I don't think Gil and Ari would mind." Billy said. We
stripped and Billy oiled my cock. I admit I was turned on. Billy hugged
me. This turned into a passionate embrace and soon we were on the floor
with Billy's legs on my shoulders and my cock at his ass.
He fought me, but my cock head is bigger than the shaft and once it was in
there was no stopping me. I could feel Billy relaxing. After a few minutes,
I was pumping at a pace that was comfortable for me and him.
"I could do this for hours." I said.
"Be my guest!" Billy replied. "I'm really comfortable now. Mellow and
relaxed." I was stoking his oiled cock and that one part of him wasn't
relaxed. I felt the tension drain from his hard body as I continued to
thrust my cock then stroke his meat. Every once and a while he would tell
me to stop and let him cool off. I needed a few rest stops my self. For
most of the time we were in a state of sexual equilibrium, highly excited,
but not teetering on the edge of a climax.
"Did it bother you to have my cock up your ass?" Billy asked. "Did you
think you were passive, being used?"
"I thought it might, but it didn't." I said. "Oddly, I felt more masculine,
rather than feminine or passive. All that active, passive shit may be just
that."
"It seems to me like it's more of a partnership with a man than a woman."
Billy said. "Like you are working together to get each other off. I almost
never felt that way with a woman."
"I have the same feeling." I said. "But without your experience. My wife
wasn't too interested, or at least that's what she wanted me to believe.
It's so easy to know what men are feeling. They either have an erection or
not." I gave his cock three quick strokes. "They are oozing pre cum, or
not. Or there's cum splattered all over the place, or not."
"You're a philosopher!" Billy said laughing. "You'd better lay off my cock
for a few minutes, or the cum will become a reality!" I let go and slowed
my pace. "That's it! That's perfect." The timer went off in the kitchen so
I went to baste the turkey. When I returned, Billy was still ready for
more. This time my cock slid into the tunnel with less resistance.
"Actually, Billy." I said once I got the rhythm back. "I felt kind of a
surge of masculinity with your dick in my ass. I hadn't expected that."
"I feel that way, sometimes, too." Billy said. "I wonder if the cock rams
some gland and squeezes out a jolt of male hormones. It's quite a rush
some times." He paused. "It does get me feeling real. . . affectionate."
Billy and I got very affectionate in the next few minutes. A timer went off
in the kitchen, and I went to see what was done. Ari had set it assuming I
would forget to baste. I took care of the turkey and returned to Billy.
This time there was no resistance from his cast iron sphincter at all. My
cock slid effortlessly into his rectum and he moaned in pleasure. Somehow
we had stopped fucking and were making love. We rolled over and he entered
my ass. This time there was no slow build up for pleasure. His cock felt
great for the moment his head touched my hole until his bush tickled my
ass.
He filled my ass with new sensations. I had never thought of my ass as a
sex organ before, but it was suddenly transformed. I felt like I had just
discovered a second penis that went as deep in my body as my cock stuck
out. It was wonderful. Then I climaxed, hands free, purely from Billy's
cock in my ass. I had never had an orgasm starting in my ass before. I felt
Billy jerking as he shot load after load into my ass. We were winded, and
did nothing until the feelings subsided and reached a bearable level.
"Holy shit!" Billy said.
"Phrase maker!" I said. "Damn, what happened?"
"I think you know why I like the bottom?" He said. "It's so different." He
paused. "You see. Even if it hurts, getting the cock in my ass is worth
it. I'm afraid I'm a size queen. Every inch of cock is another inch of
pleasure."
"Thus your interest in Ari?"
"Thus my interest in Ari." Billy said. "I don't know if this monster would
be that much better, but I've got to find out. If it hadn't been for . . ."
He stopped talking.
"For what?" I asked.
"Never mind. It's nothing." He said.
"Billy, we've just finished fucking our eyeballs out." I said. "It seems to
be that you don't need to hold something back."
"When I was 12, one of the boys in my neighborhood fucked me." Billy
said. "He was 16 and big. He told me I would like it. Well, I didn't. I
never felt so much pain in my life. But he hit something. It was a half
century ago, but I still remember the pain, and I still want for someone to
find the spot he hit."
"I tried!" I said. "And no pain." Billy laughed. It was a cheerful, not
rueful or cynical, laugh. I have no interest in pain, but I knew that some
people associate pain with sexual pleasure. Billy must have made that
association in his mind.
"I know all the pop psychological explanations of my obsessions." He
said. "But I've been looking for something for years. And this may be it."
"Can you believe we are a group of almost elderly men, who are acting like
teenagers in heat?" I asked.
"Ain't it wonderful!" Billy said with a hearty laugh. "I thought that as I
reached the "Golden Years" I would become a monk. I feel like an old dog
who has discovered new tricks. Everything is in working order and
everything is getting a workout!" We went up stairs and took a shower. I
continued basting the turkey.
Ari and Gil returned and proceeded to fill out dinner. We ate early. There
was enough food for a dozen, but I will admit that we dented the food
deeper than I had expected. Ari was a great cook and we were all in a
festive mood. We cleaned up dinner and took a long walk on the beach. It
had been cool the day before, today it was still near 80 and there was a
soft breeze. The snow birds had not arrived from the north and the beach
was all but deserted.
We wandered back to the house and Ari served wine. I'm an old Gallo fan,
but Ari wasn't and the wine was superb. It was dark now and we were soon
naked. I was sucking Gil enjoying the constant flow of pre cum. From the
amount he oozed, I would have guessed that he had a hair trigger, but the
ooze must have been a substitute for the heavy cream. Ari and Billy were
enjoying each other.
It was wonderful to have responsive partners. You got immediate
appreciation for the work you did. I would lick and Gil would ooze a bead
of cock honey. He would deep throat men and I would moan. I was surprised
that as we got hotter, I began to feel an emptiness in my ass. A void I
wanted to have filled. I was trying to figure out how to do this when Ari
spoke.
"Billy said you had a good time. Would you mind loosening him up?"
"I was hoping to get some loosening up of my own." I said. "I've got this
itch deep in my butt."
"Shit, John!" Billy said. "We've got a room filled with cock. There's no
reason that we all can't be happy." Ari oiled me and billy got on his hands
and knees. My cock slipped in with only a little resistance. I hadn't done
it doggy style before and it was a different experience.
Then I felt pressure at my hole. Ari lubricated it, and then there was a
blunt headed object poking as the opening. Gil's small cock head eased in
easily. If he had been Billy the hard part would have been over, but as Gil
worked it in the thickening cock began to stretch me open.
"Jon is taking Gil's meat, Billy." Ari explained. "Just hold still so he
doesn't break apart from you."Billy couldn't see what was going on behind
him, so Ari explained. Billy clamped his sphincter closed like a vice and
my cock was trapped in his ass.
Ari sat on the floor in front of Billy and fed him his cock. Billy's ass
was high in the air. Gil was in all the way by now and was pumping. I felt
as if he were trying to fuck Billy through me. My cock was deep in Billy's
hot rectum, my ass alternated between being relaxed and stretched to the
limit by Gil's tree trunk cock.
I popped first filling Billy. I felt drained and broke apart from the
group. I'm not exactly sure what happened next, but I saw Ari on his hands
and knees with Billy to the rear. I remember thinking that was nice and
then must have fallen asleep. I woke at 11:00 that night and went home to
sleep. The sex was great, but I realized that I needed to sleep sometime.
I got up at nine feeling refreshed. Ari waved to me from the deck of his
house. "Feeling ok?"
""Great, are you guys ok, too?" I asked. He laughed.
"We sure are, but we did need some beauty sleep. Will you be over for
lunch?" He asked.
"Sure, but I need to get some things from the store, do you need anything?"
I asked.
Ari needed a few things so I went off. I had forgotten that the day after
Thanksgiving is a big shopping event, and it was a zoo anywhere near a
store. I had hoped to pick up some materials for a repair job at the
hardware store. The clerks were frazzled. Apparently half the house wives
in town had decided to get a tool set for their husbands, and they were
taxing the staff's ability to answer stupid questions.
Mike, the hardware guy, said he couldn't find what I wanted, but if he had
time later in the day he would locate it and he'd drop it off at my
house. I got back at 1:00 and Ari had lunch ready. Ari and Gil were having
some birdwatching friends over for a meeting. Billy wanted to watch
football games for the day so he came to my house. Billy watched football
with riveted attention. He didn't scream, or cheer, he looked for mistakes
and opportunities. He was not good company. I went swimming in the
unusually warm water then sat on the beach, leaving Billy to his games.
When I returned Mike, the hardware guy, was watching the game with
Billy. Mike was 35-40 years old, dark haired, tall, thin with a full beard
and brilliant blue grey eyes. He also looked like a man who had died and
gone to heaven. The house was warm and the air-conditioning was off so
Billy was shirtless and Mike was having trouble watching the game without
taking his eyes off Billy's hair-covered torso.
Mike rose and apologized for staying after he made his delivery. I told him
it was fine, and to make himself at home. Billy seemed oblivious to Mike's
admiration. I guessed he was accustomed to it. I offered everyone a
beer. Ari called and said his friends were staying for dinner and I told
him I would fix something for Billy and me. He protested but without much
sincerity. He was relieved that he had two fewer mouths to feed.
Billy seemed relieved too. Ari wasn't that interested in football, and he
had no interest in birds at all, so it was a good arrangement. Mike was the
prefect companion. He knew a lot about the sport, but didn't need to tell
Billy the things Billy already knew. Mike was content to watch the game,
and the hairy quarterback. The first game ended. Mike wanted to stay, but
couldn't figure out how to do it without forcing himself on me.
"Mike, would you like to stay for dinner?" I asked, putting him out of his
misery. "Nothing fancy, but you are welcome to stay if you wish."
"I'd love too, but I'm all dirty from a day of fetching and hauling." He
said. "I'm not fit for company." Billy looked up.
"We're all guys here, don't worry! We're an informal group." Mike accepted
the invitation and called his mother to tell her he was having dinner with
the guys. I had been buying things from Mike since I came to Florida, and I
recalled he lived with his widowed mother.
I was cover with sand from the beach so I took a shower. My house was a
rancher, and I left the door to my bedroom partially open and Mike could
see me getting undressed. He now was watching the game, Billy and
me. People say there is gaydar, a sure fire way to tell a guy in gay. I
don't have that skill, but Mike's interest was clear. The second game
ended. It had been at halftime, when the first game ended. Billy got up and
stretched.
"I'm stiff as a board." He said. "I can't sit still for this long any more.
Do you have a hot tub?"
"Nope, the best I can offer you is to stand under the shower." I
said. Billy grumbled that he guessed that would have to do. He vanished
into the bedroom and tried to use up all my hot water. He emerged back in
the living room naked and drying himself off.
"Mike. You might as well take a shower too." I said. He went in the
bedroom. When I heard the water running, I talked to Billy.
"That guy is hot for your bod. Do you want to give him the thrill of his
lifetime?"
"Are you sure? I hadn't noticed." Billy replied.
"He sure is. He's a nice guy." I said. "Stay naked and take him a towel.
That is, unless you object to casual sex with strangers." Billy laughed.
"It's never been a problem in the past!" He said. "Are you sure?" the water
stopped in the shower. Billy went in. They emerged a minute later both
naked and both at half staff. Mike was a classic otter, hairy, wiry. His
cock was thin, but long, with not much of a mushroom. He also had big, low
hangers. It would be perfect in Billy's ass. Mike was staring at Billy's
cock, transfixed, like a deer in headlights.
"You know." Billy said. "It tastes better than it looks." Mike dropped to
his knees and swallowed the entire thing. We had found a new playmate.
I again remind you that I have done away with the requirements of safe sex,
and have included no gestures toward common sense either. If you have any
suggestion or comments, please e-mail me.
Breakfast was good and Ari set about getting the turkey ready for the
Thanksgiving dinner. He was always well organized and he got it in the
oven. It was four hours of roasting before the bird would be ready so he
and Gil went out bird watching and Billy and I kept watch on the roasting
bird. I was in charge of basting.
"That was good last night." Billy said. "I didn't know how much you liked
the bottom."
"Well I didn't either." I said. "It was my first."
"You're shitting me!" Billy exclaimed. "I don't believe it!" I laughed.
"You don't have to believe me, but it's true." I said. "You are the
possessor of the first cock to enter my ass." It was Billy's time to laugh.
"I am truly honored to be the first! You took it awfully easily for a first
time." He said. "Was it ok?"
"I was surprised my self. I was expecting some thing a lot more dramatic."
I said. "It was good, and kept on getting better the longer I was skewered
on your cock, but it wasn't painful. I had never thought about having a
cock in my ass, not to mention a retired NFL quarterback's cock. You liked
it?"
"Damn yes!" Billy said. "I like the top and am good at it. I love the
bottom, and it's a challenge. Ain't life a bitch!"
"You fight it so hard." I said. "Can you relax? Just let the cock enter?"
"I want to intellectually, but every time the head is at my ass I tense
up." Billy said. "It must be a natural reaction." He paused. "I wouldn't
mind trying it again, if you're game?" The Viagra from the night before
must still have been working, because I was more than game.
"I need to watch the turkey." I said.
"Let's screw here, I don't think Gil and Ari would mind." Billy said. We
stripped and Billy oiled my cock. I admit I was turned on. Billy hugged
me. This turned into a passionate embrace and soon we were on the floor
with Billy's legs on my shoulders and my cock at his ass.
He fought me, but my cock head is bigger than the shaft and once it was in
there was no stopping me. I could feel Billy relaxing. After a few minutes,
I was pumping at a pace that was comfortable for me and him.
"I could do this for hours." I said.
"Be my guest!" Billy replied. "I'm really comfortable now. Mellow and
relaxed." I was stoking his oiled cock and that one part of him wasn't
relaxed. I felt the tension drain from his hard body as I continued to
thrust my cock then stroke his meat. Every once and a while he would tell
me to stop and let him cool off. I needed a few rest stops my self. For
most of the time we were in a state of sexual equilibrium, highly excited,
but not teetering on the edge of a climax.
"Did it bother you to have my cock up your ass?" Billy asked. "Did you
think you were passive, being used?"
"I thought it might, but it didn't." I said. "Oddly, I felt more masculine,
rather than feminine or passive. All that active, passive shit may be just
that."
"It seems to me like it's more of a partnership with a man than a woman."
Billy said. "Like you are working together to get each other off. I almost
never felt that way with a woman."
"I have the same feeling." I said. "But without your experience. My wife
wasn't too interested, or at least that's what she wanted me to believe.
It's so easy to know what men are feeling. They either have an erection or
not." I gave his cock three quick strokes. "They are oozing pre cum, or
not. Or there's cum splattered all over the place, or not."
"You're a philosopher!" Billy said laughing. "You'd better lay off my cock
for a few minutes, or the cum will become a reality!" I let go and slowed
my pace. "That's it! That's perfect." The timer went off in the kitchen so
I went to baste the turkey. When I returned, Billy was still ready for
more. This time my cock slid into the tunnel with less resistance.
"Actually, Billy." I said once I got the rhythm back. "I felt kind of a
surge of masculinity with your dick in my ass. I hadn't expected that."
"I feel that way, sometimes, too." Billy said. "I wonder if the cock rams
some gland and squeezes out a jolt of male hormones. It's quite a rush
some times." He paused. "It does get me feeling real. . . affectionate."
Billy and I got very affectionate in the next few minutes. A timer went off
in the kitchen, and I went to see what was done. Ari had set it assuming I
would forget to baste. I took care of the turkey and returned to Billy.
This time there was no resistance from his cast iron sphincter at all. My
cock slid effortlessly into his rectum and he moaned in pleasure. Somehow
we had stopped fucking and were making love. We rolled over and he entered
my ass. This time there was no slow build up for pleasure. His cock felt
great for the moment his head touched my hole until his bush tickled my
ass.
He filled my ass with new sensations. I had never thought of my ass as a
sex organ before, but it was suddenly transformed. I felt like I had just
discovered a second penis that went as deep in my body as my cock stuck
out. It was wonderful. Then I climaxed, hands free, purely from Billy's
cock in my ass. I had never had an orgasm starting in my ass before. I felt
Billy jerking as he shot load after load into my ass. We were winded, and
did nothing until the feelings subsided and reached a bearable level.
"Holy shit!" Billy said.
"Phrase maker!" I said. "Damn, what happened?"
"I think you know why I like the bottom?" He said. "It's so different." He
paused. "You see. Even if it hurts, getting the cock in my ass is worth
it. I'm afraid I'm a size queen. Every inch of cock is another inch of
pleasure."
"Thus your interest in Ari?"
"Thus my interest in Ari." Billy said. "I don't know if this monster would
be that much better, but I've got to find out. If it hadn't been for . . ."
He stopped talking.
"For what?" I asked.
"Never mind. It's nothing." He said.
"Billy, we've just finished fucking our eyeballs out." I said. "It seems to
be that you don't need to hold something back."
"When I was 12, one of the boys in my neighborhood fucked me." Billy
said. "He was 16 and big. He told me I would like it. Well, I didn't. I
never felt so much pain in my life. But he hit something. It was a half
century ago, but I still remember the pain, and I still want for someone to
find the spot he hit."
"I tried!" I said. "And no pain." Billy laughed. It was a cheerful, not
rueful or cynical, laugh. I have no interest in pain, but I knew that some
people associate pain with sexual pleasure. Billy must have made that
association in his mind.
"I know all the pop psychological explanations of my obsessions." He
said. "But I've been looking for something for years. And this may be it."
"Can you believe we are a group of almost elderly men, who are acting like
teenagers in heat?" I asked.
"Ain't it wonderful!" Billy said with a hearty laugh. "I thought that as I
reached the "Golden Years" I would become a monk. I feel like an old dog
who has discovered new tricks. Everything is in working order and
everything is getting a workout!" We went up stairs and took a shower. I
continued basting the turkey.
Ari and Gil returned and proceeded to fill out dinner. We ate early. There
was enough food for a dozen, but I will admit that we dented the food
deeper than I had expected. Ari was a great cook and we were all in a
festive mood. We cleaned up dinner and took a long walk on the beach. It
had been cool the day before, today it was still near 80 and there was a
soft breeze. The snow birds had not arrived from the north and the beach
was all but deserted.
We wandered back to the house and Ari served wine. I'm an old Gallo fan,
but Ari wasn't and the wine was superb. It was dark now and we were soon
naked. I was sucking Gil enjoying the constant flow of pre cum. From the
amount he oozed, I would have guessed that he had a hair trigger, but the
ooze must have been a substitute for the heavy cream. Ari and Billy were
enjoying each other.
It was wonderful to have responsive partners. You got immediate
appreciation for the work you did. I would lick and Gil would ooze a bead
of cock honey. He would deep throat men and I would moan. I was surprised
that as we got hotter, I began to feel an emptiness in my ass. A void I
wanted to have filled. I was trying to figure out how to do this when Ari
spoke.
"Billy said you had a good time. Would you mind loosening him up?"
"I was hoping to get some loosening up of my own." I said. "I've got this
itch deep in my butt."
"Shit, John!" Billy said. "We've got a room filled with cock. There's no
reason that we all can't be happy." Ari oiled me and billy got on his hands
and knees. My cock slipped in with only a little resistance. I hadn't done
it doggy style before and it was a different experience.
Then I felt pressure at my hole. Ari lubricated it, and then there was a
blunt headed object poking as the opening. Gil's small cock head eased in
easily. If he had been Billy the hard part would have been over, but as Gil
worked it in the thickening cock began to stretch me open.
"Jon is taking Gil's meat, Billy." Ari explained. "Just hold still so he
doesn't break apart from you."Billy couldn't see what was going on behind
him, so Ari explained. Billy clamped his sphincter closed like a vice and
my cock was trapped in his ass.
Ari sat on the floor in front of Billy and fed him his cock. Billy's ass
was high in the air. Gil was in all the way by now and was pumping. I felt
as if he were trying to fuck Billy through me. My cock was deep in Billy's
hot rectum, my ass alternated between being relaxed and stretched to the
limit by Gil's tree trunk cock.
I popped first filling Billy. I felt drained and broke apart from the
group. I'm not exactly sure what happened next, but I saw Ari on his hands
and knees with Billy to the rear. I remember thinking that was nice and
then must have fallen asleep. I woke at 11:00 that night and went home to
sleep. The sex was great, but I realized that I needed to sleep sometime.
I got up at nine feeling refreshed. Ari waved to me from the deck of his
house. "Feeling ok?"
""Great, are you guys ok, too?" I asked. He laughed.
"We sure are, but we did need some beauty sleep. Will you be over for
lunch?" He asked.
"Sure, but I need to get some things from the store, do you need anything?"
I asked.
Ari needed a few things so I went off. I had forgotten that the day after
Thanksgiving is a big shopping event, and it was a zoo anywhere near a
store. I had hoped to pick up some materials for a repair job at the
hardware store. The clerks were frazzled. Apparently half the house wives
in town had decided to get a tool set for their husbands, and they were
taxing the staff's ability to answer stupid questions.
Mike, the hardware guy, said he couldn't find what I wanted, but if he had
time later in the day he would locate it and he'd drop it off at my
house. I got back at 1:00 and Ari had lunch ready. Ari and Gil were having
some birdwatching friends over for a meeting. Billy wanted to watch
football games for the day so he came to my house. Billy watched football
with riveted attention. He didn't scream, or cheer, he looked for mistakes
and opportunities. He was not good company. I went swimming in the
unusually warm water then sat on the beach, leaving Billy to his games.
When I returned Mike, the hardware guy, was watching the game with
Billy. Mike was 35-40 years old, dark haired, tall, thin with a full beard
and brilliant blue grey eyes. He also looked like a man who had died and
gone to heaven. The house was warm and the air-conditioning was off so
Billy was shirtless and Mike was having trouble watching the game without
taking his eyes off Billy's hair-covered torso.
Mike rose and apologized for staying after he made his delivery. I told him
it was fine, and to make himself at home. Billy seemed oblivious to Mike's
admiration. I guessed he was accustomed to it. I offered everyone a
beer. Ari called and said his friends were staying for dinner and I told
him I would fix something for Billy and me. He protested but without much
sincerity. He was relieved that he had two fewer mouths to feed.
Billy seemed relieved too. Ari wasn't that interested in football, and he
had no interest in birds at all, so it was a good arrangement. Mike was the
prefect companion. He knew a lot about the sport, but didn't need to tell
Billy the things Billy already knew. Mike was content to watch the game,
and the hairy quarterback. The first game ended. Mike wanted to stay, but
couldn't figure out how to do it without forcing himself on me.
"Mike, would you like to stay for dinner?" I asked, putting him out of his
misery. "Nothing fancy, but you are welcome to stay if you wish."
"I'd love too, but I'm all dirty from a day of fetching and hauling." He
said. "I'm not fit for company." Billy looked up.
"We're all guys here, don't worry! We're an informal group." Mike accepted
the invitation and called his mother to tell her he was having dinner with
the guys. I had been buying things from Mike since I came to Florida, and I
recalled he lived with his widowed mother.
I was cover with sand from the beach so I took a shower. My house was a
rancher, and I left the door to my bedroom partially open and Mike could
see me getting undressed. He now was watching the game, Billy and
me. People say there is gaydar, a sure fire way to tell a guy in gay. I
don't have that skill, but Mike's interest was clear. The second game
ended. It had been at halftime, when the first game ended. Billy got up and
stretched.
"I'm stiff as a board." He said. "I can't sit still for this long any more.
Do you have a hot tub?"
"Nope, the best I can offer you is to stand under the shower." I
said. Billy grumbled that he guessed that would have to do. He vanished
into the bedroom and tried to use up all my hot water. He emerged back in
the living room naked and drying himself off.
"Mike. You might as well take a shower too." I said. He went in the
bedroom. When I heard the water running, I talked to Billy.
"That guy is hot for your bod. Do you want to give him the thrill of his
lifetime?"
"Are you sure? I hadn't noticed." Billy replied.
"He sure is. He's a nice guy." I said. "Stay naked and take him a towel.
That is, unless you object to casual sex with strangers." Billy laughed.
"It's never been a problem in the past!" He said. "Are you sure?" the water
stopped in the shower. Billy went in. They emerged a minute later both
naked and both at half staff. Mike was a classic otter, hairy, wiry. His
cock was thin, but long, with not much of a mushroom. He also had big, low
hangers. It would be perfect in Billy's ass. Mike was staring at Billy's
cock, transfixed, like a deer in headlights.
"You know." Billy said. "It tastes better than it looks." Mike dropped to
his knees and swallowed the entire thing. We had found a new playmate.
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