The adventures of Mike and Stan continue, and as always, if Male to Male sex isn't your thing or you're not legal, please move along.
As the late afternoon sun shone through the French doors it illuminated two recumbent naked bodies, one slim, smooth and well toned, the other thicker with a hairy chest. The younger slim man had his head resting on the thigh of the older one, his soft but still substantial cock laying along his own upper thigh. The older man's smaller cock lay along his stomach, the hair on his chest and stomach damp with sweat and cum. As they both lay there, their breathing became less labored and slowly but reluctantly Mike, the older one, raised himself up on his elbows. Stan, his younger neighbor, and as of today his lover, turned his head to look up at him.
"I can't remember a time when I've had four orgasms in one day," Mike said.
"I have but it was by myself and not anywhere near as much fun," Stan replied with a tired smile.
"As much as I hate to say it I think we need to get moving and get cleaned up. If I lay here much longer I'm going to fall asleep and your mother will be in for a big surprise."
"Yeah, she might not mind seeing you here lying naked on the floor but she might not appreciate me being with you," Stan laughed as he proceeded to drag himself up off the floor. "You want to take a quick shower or something?"
"I'll do it when I get home."
"How about tomorrow?" Stan asked hopefully.
"I have appointments for most of the day tomorrow but I have the day after free. Maybe we can do something together."
"Okay, maybe resting up for a day isn't such a bad idea."
He placed his hand on Mike's chest and leaned in for a soft kiss. Mike let his hand slide around his younger lover's waist and pulled him close. It was a testament to his state of sexual fatigue that his cock stirred only slightly. They pulled apart and Mike headed for the door with Stan following behind. They each recovered their discarded swimsuits and Mike continued on through the hedge and into his own yard. He never really appreciated the seclusion the two adjoining properties had until now. He smiled as he sauntered toward his house, looking over to wave at the naked young Adonis standing alongside the pool. In less than an hour he had showered, eaten a light dinner and was now stretched out on his living room couch, sleeping soundly.
The next day passed in a blur as Mike went about his chores on autopilot while the events of the previous day ran through his mind in a continuous loop. The sights, sounds and feelings all raged through his head and his cock was in a state of semi arousal the whole day, with occasional bouts of full erection. And he didn't mind one bit. A though had occurred to him while on his way to one of his appointments. He had passed a road sign to the lake that was about ten miles from his home. He had been there only once before but remembered it was a fairly nice place with a couple of sand beaches and he recalled being told that it was very crowded on weekends but virtually deserted during the week. He figured it would make a good day trip for himself and his young swimmer friend. He was so enthused by the idea that he stopped at the swimwear shop at the mall and bought himself a new suit. He chose a spandex suit that while not exactly a bikini cut was fairly low on the sides and quite sexy, he though. Stan should like it. When he got home that afternoon he went out to the garage to putter around and as he hoped Stan wandered over to the hedge. In low tones, since Stan's mom was home, he laid out his plan for tomorrow. Stan enthusiastically agreed. He also suggested that if he wasn't busy around 1030 or so that night he should keep an eye on the window for Stan's bedroom, which was a converted attic room and overlooked Mike's driveway. Stan winked and then headed into the house.
Mike's curiosity was definitely piqued so at the appointed hour he sat by the second floor window of his house that gave him the best view of Stan's. He only had to wait a moment or two when he saw the light come on. The shade had been rolled completely up and there were no curtains so his view was completely unobstructed. In another moment, the object of all his desires moved into view, and what a view. Stan was wearing nothing but a scandalously small speedo with string sides and a pouch barely able to contain his soft cock. He stood in front of the window and began to run his hands over his bare torso, sliding them sensuously across his flat hard abs and fingering his stiff nipples. Fortunately the houses were close enough that Mike could see everything quite well. He had to wear glasses to read but his distance vision was just fine. And what he saw had him on fire. He could see how Stan's beautiful cock was starting to swell, taxing the ability of the skimpy little patch of nylon to hold it in place. Stan let one hand slide down his stomach and come to rest on the ever growing bulge. He massaged it slowly and lovingly. Soon the head was pushing out from one side and running down along Stan's lean thigh. His eyes were closed and his face had look of dreamy contentment. The hand that was cupping his bulge now slid inside the skimpy suit and with some effort slid it over his engorged cock and hooked in under his hefty balls. Mike marveled at how big and full they looked even from this distance. He was massaging his own growing bulge as he watched his very own personal live sex show. Stan reached to his side and came back with a familiar bottle in his hand. It was the pump bottle of lube they had used so well the previous day. He pumped a couple of dollops into his right hand and began to smear the slick gel all over his thick dick. His hand slowly swept from the base to the head, sliding around a bit and then back down to the base. This went on for several minutes. Stan's head was tilted back, his eyes closed and his mouth open slightly. He was definitely enjoying the show he was putting on.
By now Mike had slipped his pants down and had his hand firm wrapped around his own stiff rod, stroking it with pleasure. After a few more moments of masturbation, Stan hooked his thumbs in the sides of his barely there suit and swept it down off his hips, let it drop to the floor to be kicked off somewhere out of site. He was completely exposed in the window and Mike was loving the view. Stan's slick had slipped down under his balls and he spread his legs a bit so he could slide his had further back. Mike could tell he was fingering his tight young hole with those lubed fingers. Better and better Mike thought. Stan turned around and bent forward so his tight muscular ass was thrust towards the window. Mike had a much better view as Stan's fingers played with his winking ring. The hand withdrew but returned a moment later with more lube on it. This time it began to probe at the tight hole and soon was vanishing from view. Mike thought back to how good that tight asshole had felt around his cock and a bit more precum surged from the tip of his dick. Stan was adding a second finger to his hole, stretching it out and getting it very slick. The fingers withdrew and again the hand disappeared. This time it took a bit longer to reappear but when it did the fingers were wrapped around a dark piece of hard rubber, about 7 inches long and some 5 or so around and it shone with a covering of lube. Mike realized he was holding his breath and let it out in a long so exhale, his hand stationary on his own erection but squeezing firmly. He watched in fascination as Stan placed the head of the fake black cock against his well lubed hole and began to push it in. Mike's dick was now leaking like a cheap faucet and precum was dripping down his shaft. He took this as a signal and began to rub the lube into the hot skin of his dick. It took very little time for the hard rubber cock to slide it's way up inside that beautiful tight ass. Stan began to stroke it in and out to varying depths and at varying speeds. Mike thought it was a masterful performance and it went on for maybe a quarter of an hour. Stan gave the dick a last deep plunge and then leaving it in place his stood up and turned around to face the window once more. His cock was standing at full attention, tight against his stomach and pointing straight to the ceiling. It was shiny with lube, both natural and applied. Even with Stan's hands at his side the cock staid upright and actually quivered as Stan's body dealt with the cock in his ass and the fire in his mind. He let his slippery hands once more run over his body and then for the finale he grab his tightening ball sack in one hand and his thick shaft in the other, he began to pump furiously. It took perhaps a dozen strokes when he tensed, pointed his dick at the window and let go with a massive blast of cum. The first shot hit the glass and splattered, followed by two more hard shots. Several more shot out but landed on the floor. With his dick still leaking cum he stepped forward and used it to smear the window til the lower half of the bottom pane was translucent, blurring the young mans image from the thighs down. Stan let his hand swept once more up his shaft and head and then smeared the remaining fluid on his bare chest. Only then did he take the moment to acknowledge his audience with a small wave. This gesture was almost missed as Mike was dealing the remains of his own gut wrenching orgasm, his cum have spilled across his thighs and dripping onto the chair. The boy moved aside, the light went off, and the show ended. But tomorrow promised to be another great day.
To be continued.