by Jon Keys
“Oh no,” I said. “This sucks. Liam won’t be here either. He was puking up his guts when I left.”
“Well, so much for a team celebration. But I have a ton of food. We can party enough for everyone.” He motioned me in for the second time. “Come on. Let’s get the fun started.”
This time I stepped through the door and into a house plucked straight from a fairy tale. The entry floor consisted of a solid sheet of glass that made it seem as if I were walking on air and that was the least eye-catching thing I spotted on my first glance around the room. It had elements of all the best things I liked about architecture compiled into one structure. My gaze darted from one thing to the next until we stood at a massive glass wall that separated us from the outdoor kitchen on the other side. I stood in awe, unable to take it all in when the transparent wall moved. Before the event could register, the entire area opened, joining the two living spaces.
“It’s a little chilly in winter, but it’s nice this time of year. Dinner isn’t ready, so you can take a swim if you’d like. My husband will be here in a few minutes. He’s running errands on his way home.”
I gawked at everything like a small-town hick. In the midst of all the sights, I’d missed the infinity pool. As I walked along the outside patio, the rest of his statement registered with me—husband. I turned to him, and showing my best dumbass traits, I blurted out, “Husband? You have a husband?”
He looked at me but never lost his smile. “Yes, Doug and I got married as soon as the Supreme Court ruling made it legal. He’s on the faculty in engineering.”
“Which means I can tell him when his creations will fall apart,” a new voice said.
We turned to see the man I assumed was Lucas’s husband. Then a further realization hit me. It was big-dick guy. I’m in deep shit. I stood in shock as Doug piled the bags onto the kitchen island and pulled Lucas into a kiss. The heat of their embrace left me hard by the time they separated.
Lucas motioned toward me. “Hon, this is Cooper. He’s the lead student designer helping me with the competition. He was going to relax in the pool while I finish dinner.”
Doug held his hand out and I took it. His masculine grip exerted the perfect amount of pressure. “Nice to meet you, Cooper. Lucas needs someone to keep him in line.” He accepted the drink that Lucas made for him and studied me while he took a long sip. Doug lowered the glass and grinned at me. “You work at the pizza place, don’t you?”
I hesitated, recalling the wink I’d gotten the last time I’d seen him. But I pulled it together and answered his question. “Yes, sir. It covers my rent.” I expected him to be dismissive, but instead he seemed empathetic.
“Been there, done that. Some of us work our way through school, not like the silver spoon crowd.” He made several theatrical gestures toward Lucas.
“Oh, fuck you. I am not a silver spoon.”
“Hey, I don’t put out for everyone,” Doug said.
“Yes, you did when we met.”
Doug started to argue but paused with a shrug then grinned at me. “Yeah, I kinda did. Lucas was a one-night stand that wouldn’t go away and I fell for him.”
The expression on Doug’s face made it clear that the two of them were deeply in love. A tremor passed through my body, but I didn’t stop to examine it. They kissed again, but this time less ‘fuck me hard’ and more ‘welcome home’. Lucas motioned us toward the pool again. “Get cooled off. Relax a little. It’ll be a nice, low-key get together.”
Doug walked to one of the lounge chairs, sat, took off his shoes then sank back with a sexy sigh. I turned to Lucas, not sure how to explain my dilemma. He glanced at me as I tried to figure out a way to escape the predicament without embarrassing myself.
“What’s wrong, Cooper?” Lucas asked.
I fiddled with the waistband of my shorts, feeling out of place, but I took the plunge, so to speak. “I didn’t bring a suit. I didn’t know a pool was in the plans.”
Lucas chuckled and nodded at Doug. “We usually don’t wear them either. Relax and have fun.”
I glanced back in time to see Doug slipping his jeans off, exposing his hairy ass. He bent over to collect his clothes and when I glimpsed his pink opening, my mouth felt as if it was filled with cotton. To add to my panic, my cock hardened and I knew I’d have a noticeable wet spot on my shorts in no time. Doug spread his legs wider in case I wasn’t horny enough. I froze in place, but what was I going to do?
Lucas laid his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. It was all I could do to keep from busting a nut right then. I panted when I looked back at Lucas’s grinning face. I must have seemed confused because he explained, “Doug and I are happily married, but we thought playing with someone else might be a good change of pace—no strings, no expectations, just a little fun to keep things interesting. You won’t have me for a class again, so you don’t have to worry about that.” His smile got wider as he continued. “I thought you might be interested. You seemed to have trouble keeping your eyes off my crotch on days when I wear my ball-hugging pants. Doug said his bulge entranced you when he was at the pizza place, too. No pressure, though. If you aren’t interested, that’s okay. We’ll still have a lovely, relaxed evening either way.”
My face flashed hot at being asked if I was interested in playing with two of the sexiest men I’d ever been around. This was an invitation to enjoy intimacies with this couple and they were hitting every fantasy I had. How can I turn them down? One of them would be tempting, but a chance to fuck around with both of them was irresistible.
I decided a few seconds later. An easy choice. I couldn’t deny the lure and I knew how I wanted to tell them I was ready. I turned to Lucas and did what I’d been dreaming about for months. I pressed my hands against his sexy chest, luxuriating in the texture under my palms. I leaned in for a kiss and Lucas met me. I enjoyed a tender, sweet kiss that left me in his power. An instant later another hand took me by the wrist and Doug pulled me to him.
He shimmied my T-shirt over my head and rubbed his fingers over my nipples. I grasped his shoulder to keep from melting onto the sandstone patio. He worked his way up my neck with light kisses then chewed on my earlobe. The sensations left me helpless under his attention.
He leaned close to my ear and whispered. “I guess you’re up for a little fun?”
I gulped and grinned like a kid at Christmas—if Santa passed out hard cocks and hot men for presents. “Fuck yes. I’m all in.”
I reached between Doug’s legs and found what I’d wanted. Half hard, it still hung down his meaty thigh. I toyed with it for several seconds then kneeled in front of him and intending to take a taste of the shaft hanging there. But as I sank, Doug grabbed me under my armpits and lifted me back to my feet.
“If we leave Lucas cooking while we play, he’ll get bitchy as hell. I guarantee you that we don’t want him cranky.”
“Damn right! You and Cooper start playing without me and it won’t go well.”
Doug opened my shorts and they dropped to the ground. I stepped out of my sandals and let him take my hand and walk me to the pool. He dove into the azure water, cutting through it like an Olympic diver. After a few seconds, he surfaced and flicked the wet hair from his face. He made no qualms about checking my goods, including my cock jutting toward my navel. I enjoyed his attention, having never been sensitive about my body, especially when the person doing the looking was into being checked out, too.
I reached down, wrapped my hand around my cock and waved it in his direction. “What’d you think?”
“Much better than the baggy pants you wore at the pizzeria,” Doug said. Then he motioned to me again. “Jump in. The water’s perfect.”
I decided I was ready to enjoy the pool. My dive was more cannonball than Olympic qualifier, but it got me into the modern feature. We spent the next few minutes floating in silence. The conversation between Doug and me became more comfortable as we got familiar with each other. As Doug told me more about his family, a knot f
ormed in my stomach and contained a touch of jealousy. Doug’s family had lots of love but not much money. They had supported him from the time he’d been young and had told them he was gay. I wished my family had given me a tiny portion of the support Doug had gotten from his family.
“Come on, you two slackers. Dinner’s ready.”
Putting aside my memories of family, I swam to the steps then realized the obvious—Doug and I were naked. After glancing around, I noticed the stack of towels I’d expected didn’t exist. I must have been blatant about it because Doug laughed. I looked back and he nodded toward Lucas.
“He’s serious about his beefcake. If he had his way, hot guys would have to strip before he let them into the house. There won’t be anything to hide the goods with.” With a grin on his face, he wrapped his hand around my cock and led me to the outdoor table. As its surface filled with delectable food, I lost the concern about being buck-ass naked.
The meal was delicious and I was pleasantly full by the time we reached dessert. I polished off the last of the cake Lucas had served then sat back with a groan. “That was a delicious meal. Best I’ve had in a long time.”
Doug echoed my satisfaction with a burp then a wink at me. “Damn good, babe. Damn good. Let me help you clean up.”
I watched with unconcealed lust as Doug’s cock swung with each motion he made. I remembered my situation when a deep chuckle filled the area. Lucas stared at me, grinning.
“Quite the chunk of beef, isn’t he? I got the best end of the deal when I married him.”
My gaze slid over Lucas as I shot him a lecherous smile. “I think you’re both fucking hot.”
“So that means you might enjoy a little fun later?” Lucas asked.
At his invitation, my heart pounded and I stiffened again. Before I could reply, he leaned down and kissed my neck. I closed my eyes with a sigh and enjoyed the flash of pleasure. He reached down and tugged at my nipple and my dick became rock hard. I was long past making love. I wanted to fuck. And I wanted to fuck these two men.
“Hey! You two are starting without me?”
Lucas grinned at his husband but never stopped caressing my chest. “Quit screwing with the dishes and get over here then.”
Without another word, Lucas took my nipples and twisted them. Pre-cum ran down the underside of my dick as the sparks of desire flooded my body. His touch disappeared from my skin and I opened my eyes in time to see the two of them kiss. Doug slid Lucas’ shirt off and dropped it to the floor. He sank his fingers into Lucas’s ass cheeks and massaged his butt while I enjoyed the exhibition.
I realized Lucas’s hard cock had his suit stretched to impressive dimensions. I traced my fingers along its length while Doug teased his hard nipples. The two of us worked on Lucas until he gasped for air. Once he’d reached that level of lust, Doug took his suit by the waistband and slipped it over his hips.
The two of them made out, sounding like animals in rut. I stroked my cock as I watched before deciding I wanted to share the luscious feelings. With them writhing in each other’s arms, I walked behind Doug and dropped to my knees. His ass lacked the delicious covering of dark hair I loved on Lucas but had a unique appeal that I explored. The sensual blond hairs under my fingertips added to my desire. His pink hole twitched and winked at me as the pair went at each other as if they’d been celibate for months.
I pried Doug’s butt cheeks apart and admired the thatch of dark blond swirling around his opening. The sight left my cock even harder, if that was possible. I slipped close and found myself enveloped by a masculine scent—a swirl of chlorine, man and sex—the last two being among my favorites.
With my face pressed hard against his crack and my hands gripping his hips tight, I drove my tongue into him. After a few minutes of my efforts, Doug moaned like a whore with the college football team. He moved to open himself, leaning against the chair as I ate his ass, using every trick I could think of to make it mind-blowing. He shook under me when Lucas stopped chewing on his neck, clearly satisfied he’d given Doug more hickeys than a leopard has spots.
“Let’s move this to the bedroom. I won’t crawl around on my knees like Cooper,” Lucas said.
He helped me from the floor while Doug unwound himself from the chair. I followed the two lovers down the hallway. It was lovers, too. I was there for spice. But after a few steps, Doug motioned for me to join them. They pulled me close and Lucas gripped my dick by its root and led me into their bedroom.
When we walked in, I paused in awe. I could have lived in this room with no hesitation and the bed was a monolith conceived by an artist. I decided it was Lucas’ vision brought to reality. It had bedding in shades of gray and a massive post at each corner. Part of me worried that some of those impressive pieces of furniture hid toys that might be more than I could handle. As if expecting my concern, Doug explained.
“Don’t worry. Any toys we might have are tame. We designed the bed together and both love it. We never could choose a bed we both liked—so we built our dream bed.” He paused for a moment before continuing. “You okay? We’re horny as hell, but we don’t want to fuck with your head.”
I chuckled and waved my still-aching, hard cock. “I’m doing fine. I’m enjoying everything. What’s next on the agenda?”
“I was leaning toward butt fucking,” Doug said.
Lucas chuckled and I chimed in, “Sounds like an excellent idea.”
Doug pulled me tightly to him as Lucas sprawled on the bed to watch the live porn. Doug traced his finger down my crack and found my opening. He teased it until I leaned against him with my back arched and he continued until I thought I would come. After he slipped his finger from inside me, Doug ran his hands over me until I would have crawled onto his body if I thought he could have held my weight. In the next instant I became airborne, landing on the bed a heartbeat later.
Doug prowled toward me with his cock swinging. I spread my legs in anticipation and a few seconds later, he fed on my crotch as I lay on the bed and enjoyed the sights and sensations he gave me.
Then Lucas pressed his hands over me again. He continued and my eyes fluttered closed until the next thing I knew a round and muscular butt covered my face. I sent my tongue probing his hairy opening, coating everything with spit. He slid back and forth over my mouth and I enjoyed being their passion sandwich. As I neared my peak, Doug shifted our positions. This time condoms and lube came out. Someone’s getting fucked and I bet it will be me. Doug smeared lube over his cock then sheathed a rubber down his length.
He turned me over, forcing my chest to the oh-so-crisp cotton sheets. He pulled my ass toward him then wedged his long shaft in my crack. The need for him in my gut had me pressing back against him. As he stretched my hole, Lucas moved in front of me, grabbed the sides of my head and smeared his dripping cock over my face before easing it into my mouth.
As I took Lucas to his thick bush, Doug buried himself inside me. He rammed my prostate in a way no one else had done before and soon I was bucking like a wild animal between them. These hot men taking me was a new sensation.
But Doug’s fuse was shorter than mine, as I could tell from the tremble against me. He slammed inside, grabbed my hips and with me pinned against him, he filled the condom. The twitches of his cock unloading took me to the edge and had me panting for more.
Doug pulled out and left me squirming on the bed. The sight of Lucas’ wet, dripping dick became the object of my lust.
“Come on, Lucas. Fuck me. Doug shot his load before I got off.”
They studied me for a moment then Lucas looked at his husband. “What do you think?”
Doug grinned and held out the square wrapper in his hand. He tore it open with his teeth and unrolled it down Lucas’ shaft. Doug leaned close and they shared a sweet kiss before Lucas moved behind me. A few seconds later he pressed inside, stretching my ass to new limits and not stopping until he ground on my butt.
“Ah, fuck!” I yelled.
Lucas thrust hard
. His cock was shorter than Doug’s but thicker, and his mushroom head hit my prostrate with delicious accuracy. My heat hadn’t cooled much from Doug and soon I was close. If Lucas kept this up, I’d come from the pounding he was giving me.
I became wrapped by the sensations and lost track of everything other than my aching need. I raced toward a climax, nearing the point of no return. A handful of thrusts later, Lucas hit my prostate in a sweet push and it ended.
The flood of cum raced through me and my orgasm shot from my convulsing body.
“Fuck!”
My dick went off like a sprinkler, spraying the bed and me. I heard cries from Lucas, but their cause was meaningless. My orgasm continued while Lucas trembled and shook like the victim of some odd ninth-century ritual. I realized the other touch I was feeling was Doug’s as he caressed the entwined mass of cocks, balls and muscle.
The tremors slowed then stopped. I collapsed on the bed, unable to move.
“Fuck. I just— Fuck…” I said in awe.
Doug chuckled and pulled me to my feet. “Come on and let’s shower. I’m not cuddling in that pool of cum you pumped out.”
Lucas nodded. “Go. I’ll join you as soon as I change the bed.” He grinned at me. “That was impressive.”
I blushed, too tired to do much else. Doug helped me to the huge glass-walled shower. Exhausted, we accomplished nothing more than washing each other. Keeping his promise, Lucas joined us. A little later, we moved to their bed and cuddled. Their spooning left me feeling warm and protected.
Doug turned so we faced each other. He ran his finger down the bridge of my nose before giving me a melancholy smile.
“We wanted to talk to you about something…” Doug said.
“Like what?” I asked, apprehension growing.
“We like you, Cooper. We feel like two older brothers who should give you advice.”
I nodded my understanding but wasn’t sure where they were going. “Okay, what?”
“We noticed tonight that you don’t care if you play safe. If you’re sleeping around, you should do more of the safe-sex thing. We didn’t take all the precautions tonight, but we’ll get tested.”