Once again, I preface this with the statement that these writings are not works of fiction, they are real, true life experiences. Feedback is appreciated. David ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In my last writing, I had made an offer on on an oceanside estate on the big island of Hawaii, which had been accepted by the sellers. We went out and celebrated that evening and then came back to our apartment/penthouse in Honolulu and went to bed. The next step is to close this deal. Our private jet is flying back to the mainland tomorrow morning to pick up a lawyer from the firm that my family has always used, along with a check for the cost of the estate. I told the crew to stay overnight and rest before returning, so I don't expect them to be back here for a couple of days. Meanwhile, Matt has brought up an interesting subject, namely, what are we going to do with the jet after we take up residence here, and what about the crew? Well, for the first thing, we are going to keep the jet here in Hawaii, I think, it depends on whether it is more reasonable to hangar it back on the mainland where we have always kept it, or if we can get a good rate from the airport on Hawaii to keep it there. That has to be looked into. As for the crew, I tell him that I will give them a choice; they can move here to Hawaii (at my expense), or they can remain where they are. I will pay their airfares to get them back and forth when we need them. I am thinking that since all but one of them have families, they won't want to uproot their families from friends and schools, but will leave the decision entirely up to them. Meanwhile, we are getting anxious to close this deal so we can move into our new home and try out our private beach. I tell Matt we better enjoy the next couple nights or so in the penthouse, because I am thinking seriously of selling it also. We could still use it to put up business associates when they come here to Hawaii, but I am thinking that the cost of putting them up in a hotel for their stay would be a lot less expensive than the upkeep of the penthouse and wages of staff, plus property taxes, etc. I know, I have millions in the bank, but I am not one to waste money if I don't have to, I learned well from my grandfather the worth of a dollar here and there. He didn't get rich by spending a lot of money on something expensive if he could get the same use out of something a lot more reasonable, and I had that drilled into my head all the time he raised me after my parents died.
Thursday, I get a call from the lawyer, he is on his way in and is just about 45 minutes from landing. Matt and Idrive out to meet him. Wish he had called sooner, rush hour traffic is heavy, but we make it with a couple of minutes to spare. As we pull up, I see the door to the cabin open and a familiar figure steps out and comes down the stairs. I get out of the car and go to greet him. "Uncle Larry, I didn't know that you were coming over to do this. How are you?" Of course, he isn't my real uncle, my father not having any siblings. It is just that ever since my parents died, the law firm that my grandfather has retained over the years took over all the legal work for my trust funds, and of course, for me. There are several lawyers in the firm, and whenever he came out to the house or I went in with my grandfather, he told me to call him that, sort of to make me feel more comfortable there. He is about sixteen years my senior, so that makes him 45 or 46, don't really know when his birthday is.
We go back to the car, I open the back door for him, since Matt is up front. "Uncle Larry, I want you to meet Matt, Matt, this is Uncle Larry." Matt looks a little puzzled, and I explain the whole thing to him so he isn't totally out of the loop. I tell Larry that Matt is my partner and that we we have been together for a couple of years now. Larry nods his head, shakes Matt's hand and says "Glad to meet you, Matt." We then head back down town to the penthouse. When we finally arrive at the penthouse, Larry asks me "So, where is this house you are intent on buying without asking me?" I tell him that it is on another island. "Which one?" he asks. "Hawaii, the big island," I tell him. "Well, will you be showing it to me before we close on it, or just exactly what are your plans." "Do you have to see it before we close, or could we close and then fly over to see it? You're the legal person, so you tell me," I reply. "Well, when such a large sum of money is involved, I think I should be looking at it before we close. It's for your own protection, David. I know, you now have full control of the trust funds your grandfather set up for you, but I did promise your grandfather that I would protect your interests, or protect you from yourself, so to speak. I intend to keep that promise, in fact, everyone at the firm has that as part of their duties to your grandfather, and now, to you." I look at my watch, it is not noon yet. "Okay, Larry, why don't you go freshen up, I'll call the real estate agent to see if she can set this up for us today, and if she can, and she can go with us, I will then call the crew and have them get the jet ready to take us over there. How does that sound?" He agrees and heads for one of the bedrooms, fortunately, not ours. I call the agent, explain the situation to her and ask if she can do that for us. She says she will have to shuffle some appointments around, but she thinks she can manage it. I tell her we will be picking her up at her office in about 45 minutes. I go to the bedroom that Larry entered and knock on the door, he says "come in." I open the door and step inside, closing the door behind me. I turn from closing the door and see Larry, naked as a jaybird and standing in front of a full length mirror, and what a specimen of manhood he is. I never realized what those business suits were hiding. I mean, for a guy 45 or 46 years old, he has a magnificent body; broad shoulders, big arms, very well developed chest, nice pecs, and it all tapers down to a very slim waist with a great set of abs to go with it all, and his ass is just perfectly shaped, nice round globes. His legs are very muscular; strong thighs and nice calves, and finally, his ankles and feet. I also notice that he doesn't have any tan lines, so assume that either he tans in the nude, or is naturally dark skinned. All of this is covered with a fine dusting of light brown hair. I take one look and say "Wow." Larry turns to face me and I see that he is semi-erect, I also notice that he has a good ten inches in length, and growing. I can see the veins in his cock pulsating with the flow of blood, ending in an enormous purple head on his cock. His cock is shaped like a small baseball bat, behind his cockhead, hisshaft flares out, very thick, and tapers down to his groin, where it disappears into a lush, dark forest of curly pubic hair. A couple of large, low hanging, furryorbs dangle beneath his cock, this guy is certainly well endowed, like a bull. He sees the expression on my face and asks "Like what you see?" I do, and say so. "Well, maybe we can do something about it later." I gently remind him that I am in a committed relationship with Matt, and he says we will talk about that later. I tell him we have to get going, as we are picking up the real estate agent in just a few minutes, so he better get his act together, since we need to leave in no less than ten minutes. He agrees and I leave the room. When I shut the door, I turn to Matt and tell him what had just happened. Matt says that it sounds like things could get pretty interesting over the next few days, and I tell him that it's possible, but that I am not going to press it unless Matt is with me all the way. He says he will think about it.
Finally, we are on the way to pick up the agent, and then to the airport. On the way, I make introductions, explaining that my lawyer wants to see the property before we close on it and she says that is okay with her, and then Larry explains to her that he is just protecting me from myself, etc., etc. At the airport, I ask the crew to load the car on the jet also, I don't want to waste time trying to rent a car. This way, we can land, unload the car and be on our way in just a few minutes, and be back in Honolulu before the real estate agents offices close and get this taken care of today, if the agent thinks it can be done. I explain all this to her in flight and she says she thinks it can be done. She gets her cell phone out, and I tell her to use the phone in the arm of her chair, it has much better reception than a cell phone in this plane. So, she calls the sellers to see if they can be at the closing that afternoon. She finds out that they will be sending their lawyer to represent them, and he has power of attorney to close the deal for them, since they are not in the islands right now. She then calls her office and tells them to get everything set up for the closing. She then turns to me and tells me that we can closeby 4:30 this afternoon, if we don't hit any snags. So, we are all set, for the time being.
We land, the crew unloads the car. I tell them we will be about three hours, tell them to wait for us, and tell them they can go into town and get lunch, if they wish, or just look around, and hand them one ofmy credit cards. I know it's going to be about an hour drive in each direction, and possibly, an hour for Larry to look over the property and ask any questions of the agent. But, three hours should allow us plenty of time and still be able to get this deal closed today. On the drive from the airport to the property, the agent is showing Larry pictures of the property and describing it to him. She also tells him the asking price and mentions that I had offered less, and it had been accepted, and mentions the fact that she thinks I am a pretty savvy businessman. Larry agrees, and I notice that he doesn't go into any detail about my financial status, so I amglad that he is being very discreet about that, if they knew my position, they may not have accepted my offer, and in fact, might have asked more. So, neither he nor I are saying anything in that regard. Like my Grandfather told me once, "there is only so much you have to tell anyone about yourself, don't tell them anymore than what they need to know at the moment, and if that means not telling them how much is in your wallet, then so be it." Very smart man, my Grandfather.I'll say this for him, he didn't make his fortune flashing his money around for everyone to see.
We arrive at the property and I can tell that Larry is very impressed. As the agent unlocks the door and lets us in, heturns to me and asks how I found this and I tell him we found it in a real estate magazine off the street. "You lie!" he says. "Nope, I don't, ask our agent," I tell him. Just then, Matt says "Here, I kept the magazine we found it in," andhandsit to Larry, open to the page where the full page ad is. So, he looks at it and turns to me and says, "Looks like you follow in yourGrandfather's footsteps when it comes to making deals," which I feel is a great compliment. Well, we tour the property, or rather, Larry and the agent tour the property, Matt and I are taking our own tour of the grounds, suggesting ideas and changes or improvements that might be made to satisfy our taste for privacy. Even though the closest neighbor is 1/4 mile to either side of us, we still want to have a lot of privacy, especially since both of us have gotten used to being naked all day, inside and out; and our all over tans will attest to that. Finally, we meet back at the front entrance with Larry and the agent and head back to the airport. As we are driving, I ask Larry what he thinks. "Well, David I really think you got yourself a great deal here, but I will discuss some of thiswith you in private, later, but yes, I really like what you have here and I believe we will be able to close on this without any problems." "Thanks, Larry, I appreciate that, especially coming from you," I tell him. We get to the airport, the car is loaded and we board the plane and head back to Honolulu. When we land, I tell the crew they can stand down fora couple days, they have to get rested, because Larry will be going back the day after tomorrow, and I want them fully rested and alert before they have to fly again. We then head for the real estate agent's office for the closing.
We get to her office and I don't see anyone there except for another older gentleman.Our agent explains that this is the sellers lawyer, he has power of attorney for them and can handle the whole deal. She then explains that the sellers are on an extended trip, out of the country, and will be for a few more weeks, but they do want to get the sale of the house completed. I look at Larry, he says "No problem, we can handle that." The agent makes introductions all around and we are seated. She pulls out a large file of papers, explains each of them to us,The seller's lawyersigns, and thenLarry signs, it seems like there are dozens of documents that have to be signed and notarized. Fortunately, our agent has a notary public on staff, so we don't have to go anywhere to get that part done. As we finish up the paper work, the final piece of paper comes up, the one that passes title to the property to me. Of course, the other lawyer has to sign, but when it is passed to Larry, I tell Larry I want to sign that one, I want my name on the title to this property,he reluctantly agrees.I don't understand his reluctance, it is my house, so why shouldn't my name be on the title. Larry says he will explain later, again, in private. After all the paperwork is done, the agent turns to Larry and ask for the check I had told her he would be bringing. Larry tells her he doesn't have it, and I start to get upset, as does she. Larry holds his hand up to quiet us and explains that in large transactions like this, it is the policy of the firm to do electronic transfers between banks, rather than checks. It is faster and safer, and he turns to the other lawyer and asks if he has the routing and account numbers for his clients so the monies can be transferred, and surprise of surprises, he says he does. He also says that this is the way his firm handles large transactions, so he is fully aware of how this is done, and his clients are amenable to it. Larry asks the agent if she is okay with this, and she says that as long as both sides are okay with it, she really doesn't care how it's done, as long as it's legal. Larry then asks the agent if he can use her lines to set up his laptop computer, she agrees, and he gets set up and ready to finish the deal. He gets on line, connects with the bank where my funds are, makes all the necessary entries for our end of the deal, then he goes to the next screen and asks the other lawyer to come over and enter all the information he has in order to complete the deal. The money is transferred in just a matter of second, no questions asked. Amazing! The house is now officially mine, or maybe I should say ours. Everyone shakes hands and there are congratulations all around, the deal has taken just 45 minutes to complete. We leave the agent's office and head back to the penthouse.
On the way, Larry tries to explain to me why he was a little hesitant about my name being on the title, something about the fact that none of the homes my Grandfather had were in his name, but in the company name. I asked him why and he said it was for tax purposes, and for protection, also, because if the house was in the company name, and for some reason, someone came after me with a lawsuit, they couldn't touch the house, because technically, it wasn't mine, I was just living in it. He told me we could change it at a later date, if we have to or want to, but not to worry about it, there is insurance for that sort of thing anyway. So, I have just bought my first house, and Matt and I are going to live here for a very long time. I then bring up the subject about selling the house back on the mainland. I tell Larry that we are going to fly back and go through the house, making a list of what we want to keep and take with us, and also getting the other cars ready to come back with us. I am going to hire a moving company to take everything to the airport and puton the jet, I will have the cars put on board also. I want to sell the house and ask him what he thinks about that idea and he says it sounds good to him. Then, I ask him about the penthouse, explaining that I think it would be more cost effective to put up business associates in a first class hotel when they come to town, and do it just for the time period they are there, instead of paying for maintenance and upkeep of the penthouse all year long, not to mention utilities, taxes, insurance and staffing the place. He disagrees with me on that point.I tell him that we are going back with him in a couple of days and we should get a good real estate agent lined up so we can put the house on the market, but I want his legal opinion on everything before we sign up with anyone, to which he agrees. By this time, we are at the penthouse. Instead of going up, I turn to Matt and Larry and say "Let's go out for dinner tonight, I feel like celebrating." Matt agrees quite readily, so Larry says "Guess I'm outvoted on that one," and agrees to go with us. So, we head out for dinner, I pickone of the most expensive restaurants in town and we headout.and have a long discussion about how much we should be able to getfor the house, and also for the penthouse. Larry tells me that the house, sold as is, complete with furnishings, should be able to sell somewhere in the area of ten million. "How do you figure that?" I ask him. He says that that is the way the real estate market has been going in the area where the house is located,that it is prime property, especially for corporate executives. I look at him and say "If it goes for that much, that will pay for the house we just bought today with money left over!""Yes, and that is something I want to mention to you. You practically stole that house today." I look at him and ask him what he means. H says that the agent that sold that house, and possibly the owners also, had no idea of what the place was worth." I guess I am looking a little puzzled, as Larry continues. "I looked that house over today, really good, and even though I don't live here, and don't practice law here, Ihave a feel for the market here, in other words, I keep in touch with people I know here. I am pretty sure that the house you just bought could have sold for double what you paid for it, if not more." I feel my jaw drop. "Can I get in any trouble about that?""No, everything was done legally and properly, but if the sellers did some research and found out, their lawyer could be in a heap of trouble, but you are okay, they are the ones that have to worry." Well, I heaved a sigh of relief and told him that maybe we should get the name on the title changed as soon as we could, just to be sure. He agreed with me, only because that is the way ithas always been with our family, sohe said we would do it when we got back to the mainland. I asked if we could do it there, or if it had to be done here in Hawaii, but he said it could be done there, so I was okay with that. Finally, after a three hour dinner and conversation, we went back to the penthouse.
By the time we get home, it is quite late in the evening, closing on midnight, actually. We take the elevator up, I lock it down so nobody can use it and head into the living room. I enjoy the view of Honolulu and Waikiki from our perch on top of the building, and am thinking that if we sell this, we won't be able to enjoy this view any longer. Matt and Larry follow me. Matt comes along side me and takes my hand in his. "What's bothering you, luv?" he says. "Oh, not much, just thinking that we don't have much longer to enjoy this little nest up here with the fantastic views in all directions." "Yeah, I know, I've been thinking about that also and wondering how it was going to affect you." "Well, for tonight, I am not going to let it bother me, we have plenty of time to make that decision, besides, we still have the new place to move into," and I turn to him and start to unbutton his shirt. "But, right now, I have some other business to take care of." "Hey, you forgot, we have a guest?" he says, and nods his head in Larry's direction. "Nope, I haven't forgotten, but I really don't care right now. If he doesn't like it, he can go to his room and play with himself." By this time, I have Matt's shirt completely off, he has kicked off his sandals, and I am starting to unbuckle his belt for him. I get his belt undone and his cargo shorts fall to the carpet. Yup, no underwear, just lots of skin. I start to caress his buns, and while doing that, lean down so I can reach his chest with my tongue. I tongue his chest, lightly flicking my tongue down the groove between his pecs, then twirling around his nipples. He starts to moan as I tease his nipples and they instantly stiffen with my ministrations. I suck one into my mouth, chewing lightly on the point, then give the same treatment to the other one. My hands are pulling his cheeks apart and my index finger is finding its way into his love tunnel. He is so moist in his crack that I have no trouble getting inside his sphincter and start to work my finger around in there, touching his love button and massaging it, then letting up, finger fucking him with just one finger. I insert my tongue into his ear, then nibble his earlobes, going from one side of his head to the other, letting one hand play with his love tunnel while the other is teasing his nipples. I am showing no mercy, attacking all the sensual points that I can at one time. My mouth is kissing his face, down his neck, back up to his ears, then across his eyelids and down his nose to his mouth. My tongue finds its way inside his mouth, and he quickly responds by sending his tongue inside my mouth.
We are standing there, not paying any attention to Larry, who by now, is becoming quite aroused, I think. Matt has had his arms wrapped around me, but stops that and as best as he can, slips my shirt off over my head, then drops my shorts to the carpet to join his. I step out of my shorts, kick off my shoesand move over a little so Matt has to step out of his, if he doesn't want to take a tumble. I lower myself to the floor, bringing Matt down with me. As we are lying on the carpet, wrapped in each others arms, I notice a movement out of the corner of my eye. I look up. There is Larry, watching us. I am not sure if the look on his face is pain or maybe hope, hope that we will let him join us. I nudge Matt, motioning with my head in Larry's direction. Matt looks over his shoulder at Larry and then turns to me. "What are we going to do about him?" he asks. "Watch," I say. "Larry, are you thinking of joining us, or just watching?" I ask him. "Well, if you don't mind, I want to join you down there," he replies. "Well, wait just a minute, we will help you get ready," I tell him. I get to my feet and pull Matt up and we go over to Larry. "Where should we start, Matt?" I say. "Well, for starters, the shoes have to come off," Matt replies. We both kneel down in front of Larry and undo his shoes, then while he is trying to keep his balance, we remove first one shoe, then the other. "While we're down here, we might as well get rid of the socks, don't you think?" I ask Matt. "By all means," and we reach up Larry's trouser legs to get hold of the tops of his socks. Once again, he has to balance himself while we remove his socks one at a time. We stand to our feet, I nod to Matt and he takes Larry's tie off, his jacket already having been taken off when we came into the apartment. I then start unbuttoning his shirt, humming strip tease music as I do, and swaying back and forth. Matt is working on the buttons on his sleeves. We pull his shirt tails out and then slowly remove the offending garment. Matt looks at Larry's chest and gives a wolf whistle. Before Larry can do anything to stop us, both of us have our mouths on one of his big tits, sucking and chewing on them, our hands are moving over his chest, letting the hair slide through our fingers. Larry is starting to moan, and we just increase our teasing of his tits and tonguing his chest. He has a really, nicely developed chest. His tits are as big as quarters, and judging from the noises he is making, they are very sensitive. I pull back from doing the tit I have been working over, it is stiff and hard, and very red. Matt sees that I have stopped, so he does the same. I look down and can see Larry's trousers are tenting out, must be his love muscle growing. I drop to my knees in front of him, undo his belt buckle and let his trousers drop to the floor. He steps out of them, and I notice that he has athong made of a wide mesh material on, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination, and it is stretched almost to the limits by his erection. It is pointing straight out in front of him, pulling the pouch out so far from his body that his ball sac has dropped down between his legs.
I look at Matt, he looks at me. We both raise our eyebrows at each other, we both like what we see. Both of us have thrown a boner by now, I motion Matt to go around behind Larry. As he does that, I slowly start to play with Larry's cock with my tongue. There is a large pearl drop of pre-cum at the tip of his cock, I lick it up, then slowly let my tongue play with the corona around his cock head. He is moaning, I slowly suck his rod into my mouth, thong and all. Meanwhile, Matt has applied his cockhead to Larry's rosebud, and is slowly inserting his love muscle into Larry's love tunnel. As Matt pushes into Larry's ass, the opposite action is pushing Larry's cock down my throat. But, I can feel that the thong he is wearing is not going to allow for full penetration, so I release his cock from my mouth and pull the thong pouch off his cock, which then slips down to encase his balls. I don't care, now I can take his cock all the way down to his bush. Soon, we have a rhythm going, Matt presses in from behind, which drives Larry's cock down my throat, as Matt pulls out, I can let Larry's cock slip out of my mouth, or not. Matt is not pulling out all the way, and I am not allowing Larry's cock to slip all the way out of my mouth, I make sure to keep his cockhead in my mouth, teasing it with my tongue each time it meets my lips. I am holding Larry's ball sac in my hands, and I feel it pulling up close to his body, I know he is getting ready to cum. Just as I let go of his cock with my mouth, he shouts "I'm cumming," and he shootsa huge load of sperm all over my chest and abs. Matt just keeps on pumping, and that just makes Larry keep on shooting his sperm. Finally, Matt pulls out, spent, but not done, he hasn't shot his load off inside Larry. We do that just with each other, we are very careful about STD's.
After Matt pulls out, Larry lays down on the carpet, and we lay down next to him. "Larry, are you gay, or did you just do that for the experience of doing it with us?" I ask. "Yes, I am gay, although nobody at the office knows about it. I hope you will keep this to yourselves." I assure him we will. "I have been keeping an eye on you ever since you turned into a teenager, and the older you got, the better looking you got, and I have always wanted to do it with you, but wasn't sure how to approach the subject, that is, until you told me that Matt was your partner. Then, Iwas pretty sure I was on safe ground with the idea." "Well, not knowing where you stood, we just went a step at a time, and when you didn't object, I felt we could go all the way with you," I tell him. "Well, you didn't," he says. I ask him what he means by that. "You didn't take my load down your throat, and I know for sure Matt didn't unload up my ass, why was that?" "Larry, we are always very careful about STD's, and not knowing any history with you, we just aren't going to take any chances," I told him. "We know each other's history, have for some time now, so we don't use protection with each other, but we still go for testing every six months or so, just to make sure," I told him. Matt nods in agreement. "Well, okay, I just thought it was something I may have done. By the way, I notice that both of you are completely shaved, does that do something for you?" I look at Matt, he looks at me. Matt replies for both of us. "The absolute free feeling we get with no hair on our bodies is just pure ecstasy, our bodies slip around on each other when we are in the pool, or in the steam room, or, and this is the best part, when we are lying out in the sun with tanning lotion on. The feeling of slipping our bodies around on each other is awesome, and if we have lubed our tools up, they just slip into each other so quickly and easily, there is nothing like it in the world." "H'mmmm, maybe I should try for that look and feel," Larry says. "Also, Larry, as you can see for yourself, the body without any hair justaccentuates your muscles, they just stand out better than if they are covered with hair," I tell him. To demonstrate for him, I stand to my feet and strike a pose, my muscles are rippling in front of him. All of a sudden, I feel a warmth wrap itself around my cock. I look down and Larry has grasped my cock in one of his hands. "Ah, my favorite flavor, milk chocolate," he says. "And, it'sfilled with sweet cream just for you," I tell him. He goes down on me immediately, all the way to my root. His nose is right up against my pubes and he is fingering my rosebud with one hand and gripping my ballsac with the other. The suction he is exerting is very strong, and even though I am pushing his head away (although onlyhalf-heartedly), I cannot pull out of his mouth. I feel his finger slip inside my love tunnel, and then he is massaging my love button like there is no tomorrow. In no time, I feel a load coming up my cock, and I can't pull out of his mouth. "Larry, I'm cumming," and with that little notice, I am shooting a load down his throat. I feel his throat muscles working on my cockhead, as he sucks every drop out of my cock. Finally, my tool starts to soften and he lets it slip out of his mouth. Matt has watched this and says, as my cock is finally free of Larry's mouth "I have never known you to cum that soon, David" "Yeah, I know, but you have never had your cock put into a vacuum cleaner before either," I tell him. Just as I finish saying that, Larry turns to Matt. "Want to let me do you, Matt?" he asks. Matt looks at me, I nod my head and Larry is on him just as fast. His mouth is on Matt's cock and sucks it down his throat until his nose is buried in Matt's pubes also, and at the same time, his finger is inside Matt's love tunnel, massaging his love button. This guy is an expert at giving blow jobs, and in no time, between the high velocity suction of his mouth and the massaging of Matt's love button, Matt is also shooting his load down Larry's throat.
When Larry is done doing Matt, I suggest that I go turn on the steam in the steam room and we can retire there in a few minutes, after a good head of steam has worked up. Matt agrees and he follows me into our bedroom, with Larry just a few steps behind. As we enter our bedroom and I head for the bathroom, I hear Larry whistle. "David, you have really done this place over, haven't you?" I reply that I have, didn't like what my father or grandfather had here, so had everything ripped out and started over. Larry glances up and sees the mirrors on the ceiling. "That is cool, bet your parents never had anything like that, huh?" "I wouldn't know, Larry, all I know is that this is what Matt and I like." I am practically shouting from the bathroom, since I have stepped into the steamroom/shower area to turn the steam on. Matt and Larry come into the bathroom and Larry looks around and sees all the mirrors on the walls, floor to ceiling. "You really like mirrors, don't you?" he asks. "Well, I like what I see in the mirrors, so why not have them where I can see everything?" I reply. We go back out to the bedroom and I flop down on the bed. Matt flops down beside me and we start to play with each others rods. I like to grasp Matt's cock in my hand and slowly go up and down his shaft, from his cockhead down to his root, just encircling his cock with my thumb and middle finger. Soon, his cock is fully engorged and each time I slip my hand up or down, it is twitching in my grasp. I can see his cockhead turning deep purple with the flow of blood, and I can see his veins pulsating as his cock engorges with the flow of blood. Meanwhile, he is doing a number on my cock also, and I feel that I am not going to be able to hold out much longer. I let his cock go and gently push his hand off mine, I don't want to unload right now, I want to wait until we are in the steamroom. I look in the overhead mirror and watch both our cocks jerking and twitching. I also notice that Larry is standing beside the bed stroking his tool, and it is getting bigger all the time. I sit up and announce that it's time to head for the steam room. I pull Matt to his feet, and as I head for the steam room, I am leading him by his cock. As I pass Larry, I grasp his cock in my other hand and lead him along with Matt to the steamroom.
We get to the steamroom, and there is a full head of steam in there, we can't see the back wall, which is just how I like it, lots of steam. I tell Larry that it is best if he starts on the lower levels and works his way up to the upper levels, he has to acclimate himself to the heights, as it gets hotter the higher you go. Matt and I are used to this, so we go to the second level right away. I can see Larry down below me on the first level, his cock is starting to subside with the heat. I reach down and grasp his cock in my hand and start to stroke up and down his shaft. With all the steam in here, it isn't very long before his tool is at full attention again and he is starting to moan. I am sure that he is going to be shooting his load soon, so I slip off the second level down to the first level, straddling his legs with mine. Our cocks are together now, and I get both of them in my hands and start to stroke them together. Then, when I think Larry is going to shoot, I stop. Larry quickly takes both our cocks in his hand and starts to stroke them together again. I can feel the tension building in my body, I know I am getting ready to cum. I lean way back to the point that I am leaning against Larry's knees, bracing myself with my arms. Then, I feel my sperm rising up through my rod and then I am shooting my load all over Larry's chest, and he is shooting his load also. When I am done shooting my load, I look at Larry, his face has the look of satisfaction on it. I notice that our sperm has intermingled in the hairs of his chest. I lean forward and start to rub it all over his chest. I slide up a little further, straddling his chest with my knees, he leans forward and takes my cock in his mouth once again. I pull out, I have other plans.
"Larry, I think it's time you get a shave," I announce to him. "I'm not sure I want to do that," he says. "Hey, if you don't like it, you can always let it grow back, it isn't like it's permanent, man," I tell him. I get up and go across the steamroom and turn the steam off. Then I turn on the exhaust fan to get rid of the steam. I step out to the bathroom area, get a couple of razors and some shavinggel and step back in. "Now, Matt and I will do the honors, but first, we have to get you all lathered up with this shaving gel. You are already wet enough for this, so we just need to get you creamed up, so to speak," I tell him. I hand a can of shaving gel to Matt along with a razor. Then, I shoot some gel into my hand and start to apply it to his back and shoulders, Matt is working on his legs. As the gel starts to react with the moisture, I start to run my razor over his back, starting at the top and working my way down. I turn the shower on warm, so that the hair will wash down the drain, and we can also see where we have shaved. I finish with his back and shoulders, Matt is almost done with his legs. "Okay, Larry, I need you to bend over as far as you can and pull your cheeks apart." He follows my instructions and I shoot a little gel into his ass crack. I rub it around real good, getting all the hair lathered up, and then I grasp his cock and scrotum in my hands and prepare the underside of them for shaving also. I slowly draw the razor down his crack, stopping to rinse it off often, I don't want to nick his ass for him. I finish with his ass crack, being careful to shave all around his rosebud, then I grasp his cockhead between my thumb and index finger, pulling it down as far as I can to stretch the skin tight. Then I shave the underside of his cock. Now, it's time to do the underside of his scrotum and the valley between his pubes and thighs. Mission accomplished, I tell him to stand up. Time to rinse off before we do the front of him. As he rinses off, he is feeling his ass cheeks and the backs of his legs. "Hey, that feels great!" he says. "Justlike we told you, huh?" I tell Larry that for this part of his de-hairing, he is going lie down on the second level in the steam room, even though there is no steam. He does so, and Matt and I kneel on the lower level so we can shave him. I apply some shaving gel to Larry's genitals and work it around so he is completely covered. Once again, I grasp his cockhead with my thumb and forefinger, drawing the skin tight and draw the razor down to his root. "You best be careful there, Dave, that's the only one I have," Larry says. I almost start to laugh, but I control myself, I don't want to accidentally cut him. His cock is getting hard, which makes it a little easier to work with, since that draws the skin even tighter. I get his cock shaved and then finish his ball sac. I move aside so Matt can start on his thighs, I go for his chest. I lather his chest up real good, and then start at the top of his shoulders and work my way down. His skin is absolutely smooth, which makes it very easy to glide the razor over without any nicks. I have just about finished his chest and rib cage, but haven't done the area around his tits yet. As I start to shave around his tits, they harden and stick up straight from his chest. I finish shaving them, then I start to play with them with my tongue and fingers, while sucking on the nearest one, I am stroking the other one and tweaking it between my fingers. He is starting to moan, I think he may be getting close to cumming, so I stop. I don't want that yet; besides, I haven't finished shaving him. I get down to his navel, carefully shaving all around it and inside of it, then down his abs to his pubic area. I don't touch that just yet. Matt has finished Larry's legs on the front and inside, what he didn't get when he was working on the backs. "Well, Larry, time to rinse off again, then we can go out and look in the mirrors and see if you like what you see," I tell him. Larry gets up and turns on the shower and rinses off, all the time slowly moving his hands over his body, over his chest, down to his abs, then down his thighs, even the inside of his thighs. The look on his face tells me that he likes this new feeling. We step out to the bathroom so he can view his new look in the mirrors that surround the bathroom area. He turns and turns, looking from every angle, posing like a bodybuilder, flexing his muscles. "See what I mean about being able to see the muscle definition with the hair missing?" I ask him. "You bet, I see a vast difference in what I see now," he replies. Then, he stops and moves closer to the mirrors. He turns and looks at me. I ask him what is wrong. "You shaved my cock and balls, but you left all this," he says, pointing at his pubic area. "Well, I wasn't sure if you wanted that to go or not, so I left it for the time being, but if you want it done, no time like the present," I tell him. "I didn't go this far to not go all the way," he says. I still have the can of shaving gel and razor in my hand, and his pubic hair is still wet, so I step toward him and give a quick shot of the gel right at his pubes. Then, I work the gel into a lather until his pubic hair is almost invisible in all the lather. I look up at him. "You're sure you want me to do this?" I ask again. "Never more sure of anything before," he says. I slowly apply the razor to his pubes, drawing it across from one side to the other, then down the valley of his thighs right down to his ball sac. I rinse the razor off and do the other side, back and forth, up and down, until he is completely nude, no hair anywhere on his body. Of course, by the time I have finished shaving his pubic area, his cock is up again. I run my hands over the newly shaven area to make sure it is completely smooth, I don't want to feel any stubble there. It is smooth. I stand back and look him over, no tan lines at all. I ask him about that, he owns up to the fact that he sunbathes in the nude. I tell him we also do it that way. I get a wash cloth, get it wet and slowly wash his pubic area to get the last vestiges of gel and hair off his body. Then, for the final touch, I apply spray his ball sac and cock with some body spray. "Yowee, that stings," he says. "Yup, it's supposed to," I tell him. "What was that all about, anyway?" he asks. "Just to let you feel how close we shaved you," I say. "You will get used to it after a while, if you do it every time, you soon don't notice it." I look at Matt and wink, then I stand up, motion Matt to head to the bed and lead Larry out grasping his cock.
When we arrive at the bed, I tell Larry to lie down on his back. He does so and then he looks up and sees himself in the mirrors on the ceiling. "Wow, I look pretty good like this," he says. "Like what you see, huh, Larry?" I ask him. He says he does. I get on the bed on one side of him, Matt gets on the bed on the other side of him. We all lie there for a little bit, looking at the image in the mirrors above us, three very virile, sexy looking guys in various stages of arousal. I am the first to move. I roll over on my side so I am facing Larry, propping myself up on my elbow, and with my other hand start to lightly trace my fingers up and down the inside of Larry's thigh. Meanwhile, Matt is letting his fingers slowly trace across Larry's chest, playing with his nipples. I can see and hear the reaction, Larry's nipples are hard, very erect, he is breathing hard and I can see his organ start to fill with blood. I purposely drag my fingers lightly across his scrotum, his cock jumps as if it has a life of it's own. I am watching his cock, I can see the dark veins pulsating as his cock fills with blood, getting harder and longer every second I watch. I am still propped on one elbow, so I only have one hand free, but I drop my free hand down between his thighs right beneath his ball sac and push his legs apart. He responds by spreading his legs apart for me. I start to finger his rosebud and his body jerks each time I touch it. I decide to go a little further and insert my finger inside him, finding his prostate and massaging it lightly. His cock jumps wildly, and I am thinking that maybe he is about ready to cum, and I don't want that yet, so I withdraw my finger. I lean over his chest and start to suck on the nipple closest to me, it is still hard from Matt's ministrations to it. As I suck his nipple into my mouth, I nibble on it, causing him to groan in ecstasy. Matt is working on the other nipple as well, and then, I reach across Larry's chest and start to play with his ear. I didn't know that he was so sensitive in that area, because when I started to play around inside his ear with my fingers, he just about went wild. So, I stopped that, because he was bucking and kicking around so hard, I thought we were all going to end up on the floor. I left his ear and dropped my hand down on his abs, and then slowly, traced my fingers over the well defined muscles, back and forth, slowly edging downward until reaching his pubic area. His skin is so smooth and soft, since shaving him, feels like a baby's bottom. I just feel him up all over, trailing my fingers down to his root, then into the valley between his pubes and thighs around to where his ass crack begins. Larry is moaning and making animal sounds in his throat, good thing there are no neighbors, he would have awakened them, if they were sleeping, and if they were awake, they would be at the door asking what was going on. I mean, he was loud.
I slowly let my fingers trace up the shaft of his huge tool, now completely erect and fully engorged. His purple cockhead was a sight to behold, filled with blood, the corona flared out and his cock twitching each time his heart beat. I noticed a clear pearl drop of pre-cum on the tip of his cock and I let my thumb down on it gently, slowly massaging it around his cockhead. Then, I went to the bottom of his cock, grasped his cock with my hand and slowly milked all the precum up to his cockhead. As it started to leak out of hisslit, I used my hand to lubricate his cock with it. By this time, I am on my knees. His balls are producing copious amounts of pre-cum juices, enough that I am able to lube his whole cock and have some left over, so I start to lube up my rose bud. I am going to have this cock tonight. Yeah, I know, it's huge, I don't think I have ever had anything that big inside me; not lengthwise, because he isn't as long as Matt or I; but the diameter of his cock is something to behold. Just in case, I reach to the night stand and get a tube of K-Y gel and lube myself up, inside and out, and then I lube up Larry's cock some more. I straddle his body at his hips and then Larry figures out what I am up to. He brings his legs back together so that he has a little more leverage to thrust into me, once I have taken his cock inside me. Slowly, I lower myself onto his cock, grasping it with one hand and steering it right to my rosebud. Once I get his cock there, I realize I am going to need both hands to balance myself for the rest of this, so I ask Matt to take over. Matt slips around behind me and takes Larry's cock in his hand and keeps it aimed right at my love tunnel. Slowly, and painfully, I lower myself onto his cock. I am gritting my teeth as I feel his cockhead get past the gate to my tunnel and I stop to let my ass get used to the size of this intruder, although a friendly intruder. Meanwhile, Matt is having a little fun too, he starts to play with Larry's ball sac, squeezing it in his free hand and rolling Larry's balls around. This causes Larry to jump, and of course, as he does that, he sinks another couple of inches up my ass. I yelp with the pain, ask him why he did that and he tells me that some little degenerate is playing around with his jewels. I look around at Matt and tell him to lay off, I am not planning on having my ass ripped in two tonight. Well, by this time, I have gotten used to the girth of Larry's cock, and remembering the physique of his cock, know that from here on down, it gets more slender until it reaches his pubes. So, since I have already taken the first two or three inches, I continue to lower myself down on his cock until I can feel his pubes against my ass. I hear Matt behind me as he whispers, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it." I ask him what he means by that. "You have taken his cock all the way, Dave, and I don't see any blood. I was afraid you were going to tear yourself apart, as big around as his cock is." "Glad to hear that, Matt," says Larry, "I wouldn't want to cause any harm to either of you, I was a little worried when I saw what David was up to. Guess there is more give to the flesh than we thought, huh?" I put in my two cents worth at this time. "Did you ever stop to think that maybe my ass muscles are so strong that I just compressed your tool when it started it's way in?" "Well, I guess that's a possibility, huh?" Larry says.
I sit there on Larry's cock, straddling his body on my knees. I lean back and I can feel his cock pushing further inside me. His cock is pressing against my prostate, every time I move, I can feel my prostate being massaged. My cock is standing straight up, my balls are dragging on Larry's abs between my legs. I can see a drop of pre-cum juice at the tip of my cock. Larry follows my eyes and spots it also. He reaches for it with his hand and deftly slips it onto his finger, which he then inserts into his mouth. "That sure tastes good, Dave, hope your cum tastes as good," and with that, he starts to play with my cock. I start to lift myself up, impaled as I am on his cock, I am thinking of starting to get some movement going so I can feel his cock going in and out of me. He pushes me back down and tells me to stay put. "There will be time enough for that later, my cock isn't going anywhere, and I am going to make love to your cock right here and now." He wraps his hand around my cock right at the base and slowly milks all the pre-cum juices to the top. As my juices exit my cock, they are starting to run down the side of my cockhead, but he is able to catch them all in the ring formed by his thumb and fingers. Finally, he has milked my cock of all it's juices and he starts to lube my cock with them. The sensation of his hand on my cock, slowly going up and down, with my juices is almost too much. But I can't go anywhere, I am still held in place with his huge pole up my rear. He asks Matt for some of the K-Y, spreads a little bit on his hand and continues to massage my cock. He brings me right to the brink of ejaculation and then, just as my balls are tightening up against my body and I am getting ready to shoot my load, he stops. He asks Matt to slip a couple of pillows under his shoulders, which Matt does. This raises his head up so that he can almost take my cock in his mouth. Then, he raises his legs up so that I am able to lean back on his thighs. Then, since I am now braced from behind, he asks me to slide forward a little bit. Well, I try to do that, and I can feel his cock slipping out of my ass. He says not to worry, it isn't going to slip out anytime soon. I believe him, it is so big, I think it will take a pry bar to get it out. When I slide forward enough for him to get my cock in his mouth, he brings his legs up even further so that I can't slide back. He isn't able to take all my cock in his mouth, but he can wrap his mouth around my cockhead, which he does. Then, he starts to play with my cockhead with his tongue, going around and around the corona of my cockhead, which is very sensitive by now. He reachesbetween my legs and grasps my ball sac in his hands and pulls it away from my body, which in this case, the only direction it can go is toward his body. Now, he is both sucking my cockhead and playing with my balls, and I am for all intentsand purposes, trapped. Soon, the sensation on my cockhead reaches it's limits and I tell Larry I am going to cum again. He says to go ahead and quickly wraps his mouth around my cockhead, and that is all it takes. The warmth of his mouth just takes me over the brink and I feel my sperm shooting out of my cock. The rush of cum is just huge, I haven't shot a load that big, ever. Larry takes it all in, he doesn't lose a drop of it. I am breathing heavily, my chest is heaving with the release of my seed. I find I am bracing myself on Larry's thighs and also with my hands on his chest. As Larry continues to suck on my cockhead, which is quite sensitive by now, I have to pull out of his mouth, it hurts to have him touch me there.
I pull out of his mouth and then slide back onto his cock, once again taking it up my love tunnel all the way. He was right, his cock wasn't going anywhere, the shape of his cock acts like a lock, once it is inside, it is very difficult to get it out, and his cock has not deflated yet, so it is firmly planted inside my ass. I start to pump up and down with my ass on his cock, slowly raising my body and then lowering it. His cock is so big, it is going to take some time to get a smooth rhythm going here. I get some K-Y and spread it in the palm of my hand, then I lift up to expose as much of his cock as I can without pulling completely off, and lube up his shaft. As I start to lower myself, I can feel the difference. It is easier now, and I am used to the size, so it isnot so painful. I lean forward a little bit, still bracing myself on Larry's chest with my hands. I have one nipple in each hand. I start to tweak his nipples while I am pumping up and down. Soon, Larry starts thrusting with his pelvis, meeting my downward thrusts with his upward thrusts. We are moving faster and faster and finally, Larry says he is going to cum. I slam my ass down on his rod, taking it all the way, at the same time I tell him to let me have everything he's got. He makes one powerful thrust upwards at the same time, and I feel his warm juices flowing inside me. I continue playing with his nipples and tracing my fingers lightly over his chest and abs. I reach behind me and feel his cock, and I can feel that he is all the way in, there is no more meat to be shoved up my ass. His balls are hanging between his thighs, and then, I feel some liquid. He has shot so much sperm that it is actually starting to leak out of my love tunnel. I think that if I am going to get off his cock as painlessly as I can, now is the time to do it. I slowly lift myself off his cock, but as I get to the end of it, I can feel that baseball bat shaped head trying to tear me open. Not sure what to do, I quickly jerk upward, no sense in prolonging the pain, just get it done and over with. I quickly disengage my ass from his cock, and his cock slaps up against his belly. He is still dribbling sperm all over himself. "You have yourself quite a load there, Larry," I say. I try to get off the bed, I feel I need to inspect myself for damages. Boy, it hurts to walk. I don't think I will be playing with Larry like that again, I will stick to Matt and his longer, but narrower, tool. I go to the bathroom and do a quick self exam, there is no blood, but it sure hurts like hell. Matt & Larry follow me in. "You okay?" both ask at the same time. "Yeah, I guess so, I don't see any blood, but I don't think I'll be walking for a couple of days." and we all start laughing. At that point, Matt decides he doesn't want to ride Larry's rod, which I fully agree with. We decide to call it a day and turn in, all three of us sleeping in the same bed. Matt and I cuddle with each other, Larry is left to his own devices. We are all very tired and in no time, we are out like a light.
Next morning, we have breakfast and then discuss what is next on the list. Matt and I want to go back to the mainland and take inventory of things we are going to bring back with us. Then we want Larry to list the property so the right buyers will be aware of it. Then, I ask Larry about selling the penthouse, since he was a little hesitant about that when I mentioned it to him earlier. I ask him what the problem is there. "Well, David, you can't really sell the penthouse, since it is part of the building that it is sitting on, and you own the building." "Come again!" I reply. "You own this building, it is generating lots of income for you. Your grandfather bought this whole block that we are sitting on today, years ago, and built this building, the one next to it and the one behind us. You, in effect, are the landlord of these properties." "Why didn't I know about this before?" I ask him. "You never asked, and as one of the trustees of your estate, we just felt that for the time being, as long as you weren't getting inquisitive about your holdings, we would just let the money keep coming in for you. We haven't done anything wrong, believe me, just haven't told you the extent of your trust." "Well, when we get back to the mainland, I am going to make it my business, I want to see every piece of paper that concerns my trust and know what is going on with all aspects of the trust funds. Will that present a problem?" "Not at all," Larry responds, "the staff at the office is at your disposal." "Thanks," I tell him. "I guess then we can keep this little love nest here, unless it is being used, huh?" "Absolutely," he replies. "Well, then, I suggest we get things rolling here, how soon can you be ready to leave, and how long a stay should we prepare for. I think the inventory of the house and hiring a truck will only take a couple of days at most. I should make an appointment with my doctor while there, and then I will pay a visit to your office and see if I can make sense of my trust funds. So far, I have just known that the money was coming in, but not where from or anything like that. Hope there is nothing illegal going on." "Trust me, there isn't," Larry says, "your grandfather would come back from the grave and kill me and the others if we were doing anything like that. And, I can be ready in about a half hour or so, just have to get dressed and re-pack my suitcase." I look at Matt and he says he can be ready in about the same time, so we all head out of the kitchen and proceed to prepare to take care of business, as it were.
I call the airport and make sure the crew has the jet fueled and ready to leave as soon as we arrive. Then, we head for the airport, the car is loaded and we board the jet. We have a long flight ahead of us, so we are able to relax and go over all the details of what is before us. I tell Matt to make a list of things at the house that he wants to bring back and I will do the same. Of course, Matt has his new Jag at the top of the list, I have my cars at the top also. There are pieces of furniture and some artwork that have sentimental attachments for me, but other than those few items, there isn't much else to take back. I tell Larry that it looks like the house will be sold just about as is, completely furnished, since we aren't taking a whole lot back with us. I ask him if he can access my trust funds on line, or if he has them on his laptop. He says he has everything on his laptop. I ask him if we can start looking at it now, it might save a trip to the office and going through all kinds of files. He gets his laptop out and brings up what I am looking for. I then take the laptop over to the desk and sit down there with it and start to look through everything I can find, reading each page thoroughly, asking questions when I see something that I am not sure about. It takes me almost the rest of the trip to go through everything he has on his computer, but when I am done reading everything, I am satisfied with what I have seen and read. "Larry, this is quite impressive, does everyone in the office have access to this information?" I ask him. "No, just three of us, hand selected by your grandfather, and, should something happen to one of the three, he has selected who would succeed that person, whether they leave the firm or some other incident occur. Your grandfather thought of just about every possibility." "I'm beginning to see that," I reply. "He didn't leave a whole lot to chance." Just then, the captain announces that we are about one hour from landing. His announcement comes as a surprise, we have been so engrossed in what we were doing, we didn't really watch the clock. Matt has been sleeping on one of the small sofas, so the captains voice woke him up with a jolt. "We are almostback home, Matt,"I say,"lets go to the back for a little bit." I shut the computer down and thank Larry for letting mesee everything and then I head for the bedroom, Matt follows. When weclose the door behind us, I look at Matt and then slowly start to undress him. He follows suit, removing each piece of clothing in order as I remove the same from him. Soon, we are naked and we head for the bed. "We have about 45 minutes before weland, and it's been a long time since we have been alone." "I know," he replies. We both lay down and hold each other in our arms, caressing each other and letting our hands slowly and lightly explore each others bodies. Our hands slip down to each others cocks at the same time, both of us are rock hard.Matt is lying on hisback, I get between his legs and raise his legs over my shoulders, then I lean down and our lips meet in a kiss. My organ is at the gate to his love tunnel. I push and I am inside. "Oh, that feels so good,"he says. "Yeah, it sure does," I reply. I slip both hands beneath his head, holding him there, I am kissing his face, at the same time, pushing my love muscledeeper inside him.I feel my cock is all the way in and I start to slow fuck him,all the while holding his head and kissing his face. "David, fuck me hard,"he says,"I want to feel your hard cock ramming all the way into me." Iraise my body up so that I am now on my hands andknees, my cock buried deep inside his love tunnel. Ispeed up my thrusts, pushing my tool inside him as fast and as hard and as deep as I can. Soon, I can feel my love juicesbuilding up torelease. "Matt, I'm cumming." I ram my cock all the way inside him, and I can feel the sperm spraying his insides. "I feel you Dave, I feel you." Matt's tool is still fully engorged, I grasp it in my hand and start to jack himoff. In just a few seconds, heis shooting his seedstraight up, I catch as much as I can in my mouth, what I miss falls back on his chest and abs. "That was so good Matt, how was it for you?" I ask him. "It was great." I pullout of his love tunnel and then lean down to clean his chest and abs with my tongue. "Well luv, we better get cleaned up and ready forlanding," I tell him, and I head for the bathroom. No shower this time, don't have time.AsMatt enters the bathroom, I am drawing a sink of hot water. I get a clean washcloth and throw it in the sink, then I use it to wash Matt's chest and abs off. The water is really hot, in fact, it's steaming. I rinse the wash cloth out, then while it is still hot, wrap it around Matt's cock and balls. His cockstarts to grow again, but we don't have time, so I let go. I wash my cock off and clean up, then we go back out to the bedroom and pick our clothes up off the floor where we dropped them and get dressed. We get back out to the main area of the jet just as thecaptain announces that we should fasten our seat belts. I look at Matt and grin, he looks back and says "Pretty good timing, huh?" I nod my head in agreement. "I wonder what you two have beenup to," Larry says. "Matt replies, "Oh, about 12 inches." and all three of us laugh.
We land and taxi to the private terminal. The car is unloaded for us. I tell the crew that we will be back in a couple of days, but I will be in touch with them, in case we have a change in plans. They can go home and visit their family while we are here. I ask Larry if we can give him a ride to the office, which he accepts. We get in the car and head out. After dropping Larry off, Matt and I drive back to the estate. As we head up the drive, I look around, taking it all in, this is the last time I will be seeing this place. It has been in the family for many years, Grandpa built it for Grandma, my father grew up here, both my parents lived here after they were married, and I grew up here. It is going to be hard to say goodbye to this, but I have my life to live, and I have chosen to live elsewhere. I park the car and we enter the house. There is no staff around, I had given them time off while we were in Hawaii, and they didn't know we were coming back today. Both of us head for the kitchen to see what is in the refrigerator. Not much, but enough to make a sandwich for each of us. Then, we take our lists and head for different areas of the house, checking to make sure that what we really want to take back with us is on our lists. We end up in our bedroom. "What about the bed?" Matt asks. "No, we can get another water bed back in Hawaii," I tell him. "Well, it was just a thought." he replies. "Does it mean that much to you?" I ask him. "Well, that was the first place we made love after we started seeing each other," he says. "Okay, then it will come with us, but we have to drain it before it can be moved back with us." That settled, we head downstairs and outside. It is a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky and it is in the mid 90's. We head for the pool, shedding our clothing as we do. When we get there, we dive in and come up fast. The water isn't quite as warm as we expected, the heat must be turned off. I get out of the pool and go to the pool house to check. Yup, the heat has been turned off while we were gone. I guess the staff turned it off to save electricity. By the time I get back, Matt is stretched out on a lounge chair, basking in the sun, his piece of meat draped across his thigh. I pull up a lounge chairnext to him and stretch out in the sun also. I close my eyes and then I feel a hand stroking my thigh. I look over at Matt, he is looking at me and letting his fingers do the walking for him. I reach over and grasp his tool in my hand, it is already starting to get hard. "I want to make love to you, Dave," he says. "I'm up for that," I tell him. We both get up, I take the pads off the lounge chairs and lay them on the pool deck and then lie down on my back. Matt gets on his knees between my legs, I lift my legs up over my body, giving him instant access to my love tunnel. He leans over me, forcing my legs back even further. He rubs my rosebud with his thumb, then aims his cock at it and presses in. I try to relax, but in this position, it's not easy. Then, I feel his cock slip into me. "Go for it Matt, go for it. Let me feel you hard and fast." He responds quickly, pulling all the way back until just his cockhead is inside me, then ramming back down on top of me. Soon, my ass juices have his cock lubed up real good and he is just slamming me as hard as he can. I can't return his thrusts in my position, but I can tighten my muscles to create more friction for him. We make quite a picture here, I guess, both of us naked by the pool, me getting my ass reamed out. Good thing we have all this privacy. Matt is picking up speed, his thrusts are getting harder, I can hear his balls slapping against my ass. "Aaaurrgh, I'm coming." With one final thrust, Matt slams down on top of me, his cock is buried as deep as it can go. I can feel his cock throbbing as he shoots his sperm inside my bowels. I lower my legs a bit, now he can lower himself to the point where he can brace himself with his hands. I pull his face down to mine and start to kiss him, letting my legs slide down his body to the pads, and he lies down on top of me. As he relaxes on top of me, his cock slides out of my love tunnel. "That was so good, Matt, so good," and I continue kissing him. Soon, he slides his body off mine and we just lay there in the sun. stroking each other's skin with our hands. My hand finds it's way to Matt's cock and I start to stroke up and down his shaft. I can feel his cock getting stiff again, so I then move my fingers up to his glans and start to stroke just his cockhead and corona. I know he has just cum, so I am just stroking very softly around his corona. I feel his cock start to twitch and I know what is going to happen next. Matt starts to breath heavily, and I notice his chest and ab muscles tighten up, his breathing is getting shallow. Then, it happens, he starts to slowly leak his love juices out of his cock head. Having just had a huge orgasm, he doesn't have the power behind this one, so his juices are just leaking out and running down his shaft. I don't stop stroking him, I want him to continue. Soon, his cock is covered with his juices, and they are running down into his pubes and onto his balls. I wrap my hand around his cock and slowly slide up and down his cock, masturbating him even more. I get up and kneel next to him and take his cock into my mouth. I go down on him as deep as I can, savoring every drop of his cum. He is still leaking out, ever so slowly. I let go with my mouth and dive to his pubes, licking his cum off his smooth pubes, then I clean off his balls. When I finish with his balls, I notice that he is still pumping out the love juice, so I go back to his cock and take it down my throat, I am not going to lose a drop of his sweet juice. As the flow of juice starts to slow down, I insert my finger in his love canal and start to massage his love button. This produces a little more, but not much. Finally, Matt tells me that he is dry, there isn't any more to be had. I lay back down beside him and he lifts his bodyover mine. I wrap my arms around him and pull him down on top of me. We are lying there, in the warm sun, face to face, chest to chest, cock to cock. I love this man so much. Matt takes my face in his hands and kisses me deeply, to which I respond in like manner, holding his head between my hands. We know that this is the last time we will be doing anything like this here, but we also know we have a whole future ahead of us when we fly back to Hawaii, our new home.
Finally, I tell Matt that we have to call a moving company to come and pick up everything that we are going to take back with us, so we go inside and I call around and find a company with a large enough vehicle to haul everything except the cars out to the airport. We will be driving the cars out, naturally, but since there are three of them, will have to make two trips. The cars will be the last items leaving this property, so we have to have the moving company out here first. They will be sending their truck out tomorrow morning, so we still have the rest of the day to do whatever. I call Larry and make sure that everything is in order to put this house on the market, then call my doctor to have one last exam before we leave for our new home. He can see me tomorrow afternoon, his last appointment of the day, as usual. After making sure that everything is taken care of for the next day, we go out for dinner and then go visit Matt's family. Of course, they are a little upset that we are moving so far away, but I assure them that I will make sure that Matt comes back and visits them regularly, and also tell them that as soon as we get settled in, we will have them over to see our home, and they can stay as long as they wish.
The next morning the moving company is right on time, just when they said they would be. I like that. We point out to them what has to be loaded and they begin packing the truck. I am watching them and they are good at what they are doing, they handle everything with care, making sure that there is plenty of padding between items as they are loaded on the truck. When they are finally done, the foreman asks me where it all is going and I tell him where the jet is located at the airport. He looks a little confused, so I tell him that we are moving to Hawaii, this house is up for sale, and these are the items we are taking with us. No comment, not sure what to make of that, but it doesn't concern me. By the time all of this is done, it is time for my doctors appointment. Iask Matt to drive his car to the airport, and I will come by after my appointment and then we will go back to the house and get the third car. I then go to my doctors office.
I have the last appointment of the day, so I am expecting a wait, but when I get to his office, his nurse says that hewill be with me in a couple minutes, so she escorts me to the small waiting room and says she will let him know that I am here. She closes the door behind her as she leaves. It is just seconds before the doctor comes in. "David, so good to see you," he says as we shake hands. "How have you been?" I tell him fine and explain why I am here, that we are moving to Hawaii and I thought Iwouldhave one last examination before we leave. I ask him ifhe can recommend any doctors in Hawaii, but he doesn't have any references. "Well, then, lets get on with the exam," he says. He asks me to take off my shirt, which I do. He listens to my heart from front and back, asks me to lie down and thumps my chest, then does some thumping on my belly and abs. "Nice muscle tone here." he says. "Thanks," I say, "I try to keep in shape." "Well, it looks like you are doing something right," he replies. "Please remove your shoes and then your trousers," he instructs me. I slip my shoes off and drop my trousers, all I am wearing now is my socks. "Ooohh, I like this," he says as he grasps my tool in his hand. I feel my cock starting to engorge withthe warmth of his hand holding it. "Still getting it up, I see," he says. "Looks nice. Mind if I take a closer inspection?" "Go right ahead, you're the doctor," I tell him. He tells me to lay back on the exam table, which I do. Then, he starts feeling around my pubes, rolling my balls around in his hands. By this time, my cock is at full attention and there is a pearl drop of pre-cum juice at the tip. He gently licks it off, then slowly starts togo down on me. He pulls back up. "Do you realize how long it's been since I have been able to examine you like this?" he says. "Yeah, about a year," I reply."Well, then, I guess we have to do a full exam this time," he says, and with that, he inserts one of his fingers inside my love tunnel. I raise my legs up, I know what is coming. He pulls me forward on the table and drops his trousers to the floor. He steps out of them, kicking his shoes off as he does so, then he takes his shirt off. He is sporting a stiff one and he is already starting to leak pre-cum juice. He lowers the table with the foot pedal until his cock is in line with my ass. He pulls me closer to him, so that my ass cheeks are just over the edge of the table. Then, he slowly pushes his cock inside my ass, I feel him pass through the gate to my love tunnel, his cockhead is right on my love button. He slowly pushes inside, grasping my cock and balls in both hands. Finally, he is all the way in. "Hey, doc, that feels good. Now finish the exam," I tell him. He starts to pull out slowly until just his cockhead is inside, then back in. I am grasping the sides of the table to keep from sliding away from him, and each thrust is bringing me closer to orgasm, as it is doing to him also. Then, just as he is getting some speed up, and things are moving smoothly, there is a knock on the door. It is his nurse, she tells him that someone is on the phone and wishes to speak to him. Of course, when we heard the knock, we went silent and waited for her to deliver her message. "Well, David, looks like we aren't going to be able to finish this up." "How about a couple more good thrusts, I think that will do it," I tell him. "Okay, let's try," and he pulls out all the way and then thrusts his cock into me all the way in one move. Two more times like that and I can feel his spunk shooting inside me, and my cock is shooting it's load all over my chest and abs. He pulls out almost immediately and walks over to the sink, holding his cock in his hands. He turns on the water, and drapes his tool over the edge of the sink and takes a sterile pad out of the container and cleans himself off. Then he dries his cock and hands and gets dressed. "I will take care of this call and be right back," he says, so don't do anything." I nod and watch him leave. I lay back on the table and wait. Soon, I hear the door open and he is back in. He locks the door again, then says that nobody will be bothering us anymore, the nurse has gone and the phone has been set to send all calls to the answering service. As he is talking and approaching the table, he is undressing again. By the time he reaches the table, he is naked. He reaches his hands to my abs and starts to rub my cum into my skin, massaging my abs and chest and then trailing down to my pubes. Then, he grasps my cock in his hands and proceeds to deep throat me. "I don't think there is anything left, doc," I tell him. "I think there is," he says, and continues to suck my cock down his throat. Soon, his nose is buried in my pubes, I can feel the muscles of his throat working my cockhead over as he is sucking and swallowing. I feel a hand drop down between my legs, so I spread them. He cradles my balls in his hand for a bit, rolling them around, then his hand drops down to my ass and I feel fingers entering my love tunnel. They land on my love button, and he starts to massage my prostate. In just a short time, I feel my balls pulling up tight against my body and I can feel a load of cum getting ready to be ejected. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming," is all I have time to say, and then I am shooting a fresh load of sperm down the good doctors throat. He continues massaging my prostate until I am completely spent. "See, I knew you had some more in there, the doctor is always right," he says. He has swallowed every last drop of my load. He milks my cock dry with his hands, but there isn't much there, but what little he milks out, he quickly laps up. "Nice balls, Dave, they do produce a lot of cream," he says. "Well, from this exam, I would say you are in tip top shape, no need to see you again for another year. That okay with you?" I tell him it is and thank him for such a thorough exam, and tell him that I will be back in a year for another exam. We get dressed and leave the office together, I get in my car and drive to the airport to pick up Matt.
As we are driving back to the house to get the third car, Matt asks how my physical went, I tell him, "The usual, you know, thumping and ball knocking and some probing." He laughs, he knows the procedure, because he has seen the same doctor. "I should have made an appointment for myself today, we could have gone in together," he says. "Well, we didn't think of it, so maybe next time, okay?" He agrees and we watch the scenery as we are making what will be our last drive down to the house. We drive through the gate and down to the back of the house where the garage is. I open the garage and Matt gets out and gets the other car. As he backs out, the garage door is going down for the last time for us. We look around the back yard, then slowly drive down the long front drive and out the gate. We will not be back this way again. We drive to the airport, get the cars loaded and I tell the captain to get ready to leave. Matt and I board the plane alone, Larry is going to be taking care of eveything back here, as far as the sale of the house goes, and will be in touch with us by phone, e-mail or fax. As the doors are being closed, I sit down in one of the lounge chairs and put my feet up on the coffee table. The engines start and in just a few minutes, we are on our way. This is it, this is about as final as it is going to get, we are starting our new life together, in a place we both want to be with no shadows of the past.
I am going to fast forward here a little bit. Thanksgiving comes and wefly Matt's familyover for the holidays. Oh yes, we did have them over for a week or so shortly after we got moved in, but that was not really noteworthy, but we did enjoy the visit with them. They were duly impressed with the ocean views we had from our home and the sound of the surf crashing on the beach at night really makes for nice sleeping. For the Christmas holidays, we decide to go visit Matt's family, after asking them if is okay, of course. We will take one of the cars with us, and of course, Matt wants to take his Jag along with us, so that means we will have two cars on this trip.A few days before we leave, I am sunbathing "au naturel" downon our private beach. Matt comes down with some papers in his hand. "I have a Christmas/Birthday gift combination that I want to give you while we are alone," he says, and hands me a large, official looking envelope. I notice that it has the seal of the Hawaii court system on it. I look at him, wondering what is up, I am a little nervous. We have been together now for almost three years, is he going to split and ask for half my money? "Please, Dave, open it up now." I open it up and a couple pieces of paper fall out. I read them and then I read them again, and I start to cry. "What's wrong, Dave, did I do something wrong?" "No, Matt, you didn't, you have just made me so happy, I have to cry." (As you all might remember from earlier writings, Matt's name was just Matt when he was working, his real name was Henry, or Hank, neither of which I liked. He looked like a "Matt" to me from the very start, his looks matched his name tag that he wore at the health club all the time.) The papers he gave me for Christmas/Birthday was from the courts and the social security system. He had officially changed his first name to Matthew, and then he changed his middle name to my first name, and then changed his last name to my last name. "Matt, I don't know what to say, are you sure this is what you want to do?" I ask. "I'm sure, I thought it over for a long time, I even called my family about it, and got their blessing to go ahead with it, if I felt that was what I wanted, and I do want this." I get to my feet and wrap my arms around this big guy who I love so much, and who loves me enough to change his name for me. I kiss him deeply, pulling his body into mine. Then, I reach down and drop his shorts, yup, no underwear. I take the papers that he has given me, slip them back into the envelope and place them on top of a rock and then put another rock on top of them so they don't blow away. "Remind me that we have to pick these up when we go back up to the house," I tell him. Then, we head out into the water. We can walk out quite a ways, almost a quarter of a mile before the water gets over our chests. But, we aren't going out to deep water, we are going out to our rock in the bay for some serious sunbathing and whatever else rises to the occasion. The tide is starting to come in, so we have to get onto our rock quickly, between waves crashing against it. We settle down on the rock, sitting, facing the ocean. Our arms are wrapped around each other as we make plans for going back to his home for Christmas. I let my hand drop from his shoulder to his lap and I wrap my hand around his manhood. I feel it start to grow almost immediately. Matt slowly lets his hand wander across my thigh and then grasps my tool in his hand, and we start to massage each other's cocks. The waves are coming in harder as thehigh tide is progressing. "I don't think we have ever been out here with the waves crashing over the rock, have we?" I say. "Not that I can remember," says Matt. "So, let's make love with the waves crashing around us," I say, and I move over a little and slowly, push Matt down on his back. I then roll over so that I am laying on top of him. Yes, this is a bit hard, the rock is hard, no give at all, but we both are quite muscular, so I think we can handle this. Matt raises his legs up and I slip my cock inside his love tunnel. I start to push my cock inside him when a large wave hits our rock and breaks over us. We are drenched with sea water, Matt starts to laugh and I follow suit. I then push my cock all the way inside him and just hold it there, waiting for the next wave to hit us. It does, and Matt is laughing again, and as he laughs, I can feel my cock being pushed back out, so I have to hold onto his shoulders and pull myself back up in order to keep my cock inside him. Matt wraps his arms around my neck and pulls me down toward him, at the same time, he wraps his legs around my waist and pulls me down to him at that location also. We are locked together now. It is a great sensation to feel my cock inside his ass, being washed with sea water as I thrust in and out. I ask Matt if the sea water is making him sore, he says no, so I continue. Soon, I feel my load coming to the surface, and I tell Matt I am going to cum. He is ready and clamps down on my muscle with his ass, holding me inside as I expel my seed inside his tunnel. After I am done, and my cock has relaxed enough to pull out, Matt says he wants to do me, so we change places, except Matt wants to do it "doggie" style. So, I am on my hands and knees while he is on his knees, holding onto me for support. His arms are wrapped around my waist so he can maintain control, and then he pushes into my love tunnel. It has been a long time since we have done it this way, but it feels good. Soon, Matt lets loose of me and raises his torso straight up and rams his cock all the way in, yelling as he does so and then I feel the warmth of his seed inside me. He reaches around me and finds that my tool is up again, and proceeds to jack me off for the second time. I can feel my balls rolling in my ball sac and then, there it is, I am shooting another load all over our rock. Matt slowly pulls out of my ass and I can hear a gentle "plop" as he does so. I turn around and take his cock in my hands and proceed to masturbate him, using his cum juices and some spit and in no time at all, he is spraying another load of his seed all over my chest. We fool around a little while more,enjoying each other's bodies and reveling in our masculinity. By this time, the tide is in and so we dive from our rock into the ocean and swim back to our beach. We pick up our belongings and the papers and go back up to the house. As we head up the stairs built into the side of the cliff, I tell Matt "We have to take some mats out to the rock with us next time, that is a little hard on the back and knees without any padding." "Sure is,"he says,"but at least this time, it was worth it, I thought."I agree with him, it was fun, different and well worth the effort. We will be heading back to the mainland to spend Christmas with Matt's family in just a couple of days, meanwhile, we have to do some Christmas shopping.
We get to the top of the stairs and head for the bedroom. Our bedroom overlooks our private beach, and it is accessible from outside, so we don't have to go through the whole house to get to it. There are other rooms that overlook the private beach also, so it's not the only one. We quickly take a shower to get rid of the salt water and to rinse our hair from being soaked with salt water, then we get dressed. "Well, Matt, since you have already given me my birthday/Christmas gift, I guess it would be appropriate to give you your Christmas gift now, or would you rather wait." "That's up to you, Dave, whatever you want to do." I go to my desk and pull out a large envelope and hand it to him. "What's this?" he asks. "Open it and find out," I reply. He unties the string holding it shut and reaches inside. He pulls out a handful of paper and starts to look at them. As he starts to read, he looks at me with a questioning look on his face, I tell him to keep on reading. Finally, he stands up and says that he isn't sure he understands all the legal talk, he wants me to give it to him in plain English. I tell him that what I have done is set up a trust fund for him, except that now, it has to be done all over because of his name change. "A trust fund, what for?" he asks. "Because I love you, and if anything happens to me, I want you to be taken care of." Well, he goes back to the papers and continues reading and then he says "Wow, twenty-five million?" I tell him yes, but he doesn't gain control of it for a while yet, I have set it up so that he comes into complete control at age 30, justwhat my grandfather did with me. I tell him that as long as we stay together, the trust fund will be his to do with whatever he wants to. I also let him know that until then, our family's lawyers will be handling the trust fund, just as they have done for me and are still doing. "I don't know how to thank you Dave, I didn't expect anything like this, ever." "You can thank me when we come back from dinner," I tell him.
We do go to visit Matt's family for the Christmas holidays and have a great time there. They are quite comfortable with our relationship and the fact that I have assured them that I will take care of Matt, no matter what. While visiting their home, Matt lets it slip about the trust fund, and they are just stunned. I tell them it's not much, but that it should keep him afloat for a while, and we all laugh over it. It's not that I can't afford it, I can, but I don't want to spoil him.
We are enjoying our little private piece of paradise here on the big island. We have met some of the neighbors, no problems with any of them. We invited a few over for a luau one evening so we could get to know each other, and it went off without a hitch. Most of them are very open minded and I didn't hear any comments from anyone about our relationship. So, I feel we have been accepted into the community here. It takes a lot of money to live in this community, but I have it, and that is all they care about, I guess. Matt and I prefer to go into town and socialize with the locals, or sometimes we fly back to Honolulu and hang out there for a few days. Since we don't have a yard with the penthouse, we have to make do with a grill on the balcony, but that's okay too.
As of now, Matt and I have been together for almost six years, and we still love each other, neither of us has any intention of leaving this relationship, although there have been chances for both of us. But, we are wearing each others rings, and that is what keeps us going, we are committed to each other and there is no bed-hopping going on, except in our own bedroom. We work out every day to keep in shape, and we enjoy nude sunbathing and swimming nude. It's a veryhealthy lifestyle, I believe. Larry comes over once in a while, whenever we need his services, and we enjoy our times together. He has let his body hair grow back, but we still have good sex with each other.
So, with this, I am going to wrap up this series of writings, the rest of our lives are going to be spent in privacy, with each other. Our love is true, and the sex is great, and we are going to keep it that way.
The End.