Poolside with Mark

Poolside with Mark

By

Nick Alias Pizza Boy

CHAPTER ONE:

With temperatures going above 95 degrees for the third consecutive day, Ben Wilson and Jeff Chapman were literally roasting in their downtown apartment. Exposed to the sun all day, the building was unable to cool off and each unit's A/C could barely bring relief to the sweating occupants.

Having just returned from the Virgin Islands, the guys had hoped to spend their last vacation days relaxing at home but it was tempting to head out to the seaside to get a bit of fresh breeze.

Just before lunchtime, while making tuna salad, Ben peeked at Jeff who was in their home office on his laptop.

• You wanna go out today? Jeff asked.

• Dunno, really... why?

• Nothing. Karen just messaged me that Mark is home today so if we want to go for a swim, we're most welcome.

• Could be an idea.

Karen Dixon was Jeff's assistant at the editing firm they worked at. Ben didn't like her much, thinking she was too much of a fag hag for his liking but his mind had changed since she had married the gorgeous Mark earlier in the year. Now, he looked forward hanging out with her but only if she was with her husband by her side.

• Well, if you make up your mind, she said the door is open. She has to work today.

It took a second for Ben to realize that they were actually invited to Karen's house while she was not present, only Mark, plus the mention of swimming actually meant that there would finally be a chance to check out what lies underneath his stylish clothes. But since he didn't want to make Jeff jealous, though he rarely was, Ben waited until they were done with lunch to put some towels and their swimsuits in a bag.

• I guess we could both use a good swim! he said.

Jeff drove them to the outer district where the couple had moved in, a house they had gotten for a bargain in exchange of extensive renovation. It was their first visit since the backyard was completed, Karen and Mark having installed the pool the previous week while the guys were tanning on St. Thomas.

Leaving the car in the driveway behind Mark's, Ben and Jeff walked all the way to the front door but they had to wait long minutes until Mark answered. Wearing only sunglasses and a blue speedo, the host offered a spectacular view to the gay couple right as they rang the door.

• Come on in, boys! Come in!

Mark tended to be a bit of a douche, especially to the more serious Jeff, but his lack of character was definitely compensated by the muscles he had kept on after years of waterpolo from high school all the way to the NCAA ranks.

Not that Ben and Jeff, especially with their respective 38 and 31 years old, were bad looking or out of shape in anyway. Both worked out religiously and they received quite a few admirative looks at their gym or if they happened to shed some clothes in the summer. If they were jealous of Mark's washboard stomach, for the rest they were certainly just as buff.

Mark led them to the back of the house, where the pool and terrace were on ground-level to ensure sufficient privacy. There were a few chairs and a table, a barbecue had been placed nearby.

• This is really nice, good job to you guys! Ben commented as he scanned the backyard.

Jeff joined Ben in taking his shorts and top off, both guys wearing dark square-cut suits that they believed would not shock a straight and macho guy like Mark. When the two boyfriends proceeded to help each other applying lotion and oil, Mark brought in some ice-cold Corona.

• Cheers!

• Cheers guys!

For a while, the three studs alternated between sunbathing on the lounge chairs or cooling off in the water. They kept themselves hydrated, or so to speak, by downing the full 12-pack of Corona over the next few hours. Nothing to make them drunk, but one could easily tell they had been drinking. At one point, Jeff got out of the pool to relieve himself behind the toolshed and returned to find Mark sitting on Ben's shoulders. Finding the scene funny, he reached out for his phone and asked them to snap a pose.

• Look at me! Mark exclaimed, flexing his upper body.

This triggered Ben into leaving the pool and pressing Mark to follow him on the grass, where the eldest guy of the three demonstrated how he, too, still possessed massive round pecs, broad shoulders, bulging arms. In fact, having always been a football player, Ben was, with his 195 lbs for 6'3, also the biggest of the three.

Jeff's turn came next, although his leaner built wasn't as impressive as Mark, before the guys laughed their asses off by putting the camera on timer and striking up goofy poses on the grass.

• All right... Last one... BUTT NAKED!!!!

Ben couldn't believe it was Mark to dare them to lower their suits, he wouldn't have thought Karen's husband would reach such level of comfort in the presence of two gays who could barely hold themselves from raping him.

The guys took the picture and, after noticing that Mark didn't seem in a hurry to pull his speedo back up again, Ben and Jeff winked at each other before throwing their own suits off in their beach bag.

Mark was all smile as he himself let the speedo fall down to his ankles and left it there on the grass.

• Now we're talking! Shit, we're all guys here, by all means let's make ourselves home.

• Let's drink to that!

And Ben passed around the last three beers. While Mark was busy opening his drink, Jeff hurried to catch him full-frontal on camera. He couldn't help it, he looked amazing.

By the time Ben offered to reapply suntan lotion over his back, Mark had seemingly lost any discomfort he may have had about a guy touching him.

There was a lot of giggling and Jeff got closer, willing to join the fun. Surprised by feeling the two guys close behind him though, Mark had the reflex to turn around, with Ben's oily hands sliding over his hairless abs.

Jeff lost it though. Before either Ben or Mark could do anything, he let himself fall on his knees and started to use his hands and mouth on the two cocks that were growing in front of him.

• Guys, please, not here... Mark pleaded.

Without ever discussing anything, Ben and Jeff followed Mark who took them in his "mancave" in the basement. There, Mark brought them under the huge shower he had built next to his home gym and the three men began to play with each other while soaping off the chlorine and the suntan lotions.

Still wet, the guys then went on the other side of the basement, where Mark had installed a huge LCD screen for movies and video games. That area was carpeted, Mark was simply made to lie down as Ben and Jeff took one of his sides to play with him.

Arms and legs spread, Mark found himself kissed, licked, sucked, massaged by his wife's gay best friend and his partner of 7 years. Pleasured from all sides, he could barely breathe.

• OH MY GOD!!! And Karen who doesn't even... awwww.... Mark gasped, seeing both men licking and sucking his cock simultaneously.

• Enjoy it then! Ben muttered as he sucked on his smooth balls.

Mark's mention of Karen suddently reminded everyone that it was, by now, late enough that she could be home at anytime or so.

The couple therefore knelt down on either side of Mark's sculpted chest, and the three guys jerked themselves off to orgasm. Mark's torso was full of cum.

• Fuck! That was hot! Mark exclaimed, removing the drying semen off his six-pack with a handful of tissue.

Ben and Jeff just smiled from ear to ear, helping Mark to get up as they returned outside. Still naked, they came out face to face with Karen.

Mark froze but his wife bursted out laughing.

• Looks like you guys have been having fun...

The three guys immediately exchanged a puzzled look.

Had they been set up?

THE END

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