Rusty Grows Up - Chapter 11
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Close Shaves - Chapter 11
Swim practice is great. I'm lucky to be amongst such a good set of guys and some newbies who look promising in er lots of ways. I was ogling Joshy, a newbie on the dive team, he's a junior, he's just moved into the area, I guess he's 5 8, narrow shoulders, a compact, slight muscular body, his cock swung like a pendulum as he moved, his nuts were nowhere to be seen, I grinned to myself, maybe they haven't dropped yet and are waiting to be manipulated down, maybe he doesn't masturbate, maybe he's in some weird religious sect that wear boxing gloves at night . . .
Coach walked through the showers in his speedos and hauled me out, breaking my reverie,
`follow me' he said.
I grabbed my towel but left my suit hanging on the hook. He walked me through to his office and changing area and closed the door and tilted the blinds for privacy.
I looked nervously at him in the mirror as he explained about how important it is to keep up a good image. My mind wandered, my eyes transfixed on his amazing body, I nodded at his reflection in the mirror, he stood behind me to one side, his hands resting lightly on my shoulders, the basin counter obscuring what's obviously happening to me below.
I'm trying desperately to listen to coach, to keep my eyes off his body, still unmistakably a swimmers body, broad, tanned, heavy shoulders, thick pecs, nice soft abs that show a once tight rack occasionally if he coughs or laughs, short fine hairs across his pecs, darkening in a trail down to his belly button and lower directly to hell is where i'm going.
I'm looking into his eyes as he talks, I realise I'm seeing coach as he sees himself, my cock twitched at that intimate thought. My brain drifted back to here and now and I tuned in to what he was saying. Then the shock.
. . . so I thought I'd like er, show you how to shave, I mean if you want to, er not crossing any boundaries here, just I thought that your mom wouldn't show you and well . .
I nodded and said `thankyou, that's very thoughtful of you Coach',
He beamed at me, `right let's get started',
Oh shit, my cock twitched again.
`So first thing is to check your equipment' he paused and briefly looked at my cock, and grinned at me as his hand reached for his wash bag.
`Here's mine, a safety razor, a badger brush, and shaving soap, and here's yours, for you, a pack of three disposable razors and a can of shaving foam'.
Thanks' I said I didn't want to embarrass myself buying these',
Well I always keep a few in stock for competition shaving, he looked down at my reflection, his eyes stopped at my pubes peeping above the countertop, er, you might need to start with those later in the season'.
`So start with a good hot wash, we might as well use the shower',
He ran the water hot and whipped off his trunks and he gestured for me to go in. I hung my towel on the hooks and with hands over my crotch feeling very exposed I walked under the hot jet. Coach shared the single spigot with me. He lathered up his wet face with the badger hair brush and the solid soap, he ran his finger over his lips and smiled, he looked like naked Santa.
He passed me the can of foam,
`You'd better shake it had or it won't come out' I took it and shook, I was embarrassed as it looked like I was jerking off. Coach just smiled at me knowingly.
I ran my face under the hot stream, shook, squirted and smeared the foam over my face and drew a line in my lips, we grinned at each other, my cock twitched dangerously, I'm sure Coach felt the pulse on his thigh. I thought of calculus and cold showers but a quick glance down revealed that my dick eye was looking straight up at coach.
He said nothing, we left the shower and dripping wet he stood behind me at the basin, he reached over, pushing into my back and me against the counter top as filled the basin with hot water. So close and tight, his flesh hot on my back, my butt somewhere it shouldn't be.
`So, take the razor and warm it up in the water',
I sloshed the Bic razor around,
`Now take the razor in your hand and guide it down your face from the top of your ear, pressing lightly. Always go with the grain er that's the direction the hairs grow, never go against them or else you'll get razor burn and that gives you sore red skin.'.
I pulled the razor down from my ear to my chin, making a path through the snow and washed the razor.
I felt coaches hand on mine, his dick slapping at my thigh as he reached over and waggled my hand holding the razor purposefully, faster than I was doing,
`See, you gotta clear the cut hair and soap from between the blades, else it won't cut clean',
I put the razor to my face again and felt Coaches cock on my ass cheek and his fingers gripping my shoulders lightly,
`Atta boy',
he said, watching my reflection in the mirror as I slowly and methodically removed all the soap and hair from my face. washing the blade in between, giving me chance to bend a little and push back, feeling Coaches cock pressed hot against my ass cheek.
`That's good, now watch me for the neck, it's trickier', he says.
He moved to one side and closer to the mirror, his erect penis at 45 degrees, cocked, ready for action. I almost fainted. The huge rush of blood to my cock merely made my situation worse, his cock squashed into my thigh as he deftly shaved away the soap from his neck. Ignoring his and my boner completely.
`See the hairs change direction about here', his hand gripped at my throat by my Adam's Apple Feeling up and down at the hairs. Oh that felt so sexy, I felt my cock pulse wildly, I thought I'd shot. I daren't look down and I fixed my gaze on coaches reflection in the mirror.
`So it's down with the blade to the turn and then up from your chest to that point',
`You have a go',
I finished, all the soap scraped away. Coach leaned in close, his arms on either side of me as he emptied the water and leaned over pressing his dick into me tighter as he swilled the water around directing the errant hairs down the plug hole. I felt his hot dick pressing at the top of my ass crack.
Fuck, my cock leapt harder than it was already below the countertop, unseen in the mirror.
`Let's look at you' he said, turning me to face him, my boner pointing at his face. My cock angry red, beating with my heart, my skin pulled half way down the crown, the slit glistening with precum.
I saw him look down at it, he looked back at me and smiled saying,
`It happens, it's nothing to be ashamed of, its just natures beauty, and son, you've got a beauty there, make sure you look after it.'
`Let's rinse off in the shower, and you can wash my back, can you do that massage thing on me again?, remember?'
I nodded in a daze, his cock right in front me, blazing hard, his big balls pulled up tight, his neat, trimmed pubes leading my eyes up his treasure trail through the valley of his pecs to his face beaming at me.
`Now let's get that smooth, handsome face washed' he said,
He gently tilted my face toward the jet and moved my chin around so it was washed clean. He ran his hand over my face, feeling how smooth I now was.
I could feel his cock hot on my back as he stood behind me and pulled me in close. He got some gel in his palm and rubbed it all over my body, quickly around but pausing at my cock and hard shaft making sure under my foreskin was clean and then quickly rubbing his flat palms up to my pecs and under my arms, just as natural as something he did every day,
`Your turn now',
he said and he washed his face of soap close to the jet and smiled at me. I squirted a blob of gel on my hand and moving in close I pressed my dick into his back and I ran my hands up his front. I noticed his breathing change a little as I washed around his smooth ball sack, weighing his globes quickly and his squeezing his rugged shaft briefly with my soapy fingers running around his glans making sure it was clean, I ran my hands and up to his pecs and under his arms,
`Massage my shoulders will ya?',
`yes Coach',
I said and I got some more gel and with the shower running down his front I worked the gel into his back, deep into his shoulder muscles and nape, feeling the knots in his muscles ease. I dispensed some more gel and felt for his spine buried deep in the valley of his back. I massaged this in, getting lower, easing his muscles, I thought about going lower still, and knelt to get to his lower back, pressing my hands up and down his spine and out towards his waist in an inverted T move, the soap suds ran down into his hairy ass crack from his smooth ass cheeks.
I wanted to part his cheeks and bury my nose in and smell his musk. I stood, my cock tracing up his thigh.
Oh man' he said you could charge for that!',
as he turned around to face me to rinse the gel away from his back. His cock at 45 degrees, balls risen, ready for action.
`That's some skill you got, heck ain't there anything you're not good at?',
I felt my chin, prickly in places,
`Yeah, shaving',
`You'll get better, try again in 3 or 4 days time',
I brightened, grinning,
`Er, on your own next time, I'd get the sack, just look at us, like two horn dogs!',
He swung his hips and his dick swayed from side to side and I copied, laughing, breaking the sexual tension.
`You're some guy',
he said and threw me my towel as he put his robe on.
`You'd better cover that and get to the lockers and dress'.
Most of the team had gone. I managed to squeeze my boner into my shorts and dressed quickly, unnoticed.
Coach came out a few minutes later in his track suit,
`Ok guys, you got two minutes till I lock up. Hey Rusty, you want a lift home?',
`Thanks coach but I've got something to er run off',
He grinned at me.
I slipped on my sneakers and ran home with my swim kit.
`Look at you, all smart and clean' says Mom. I hugged her.
`Mmm smooth too, heck you're growing my boy, its nice having a man about the house'.
I ate my supper, washed my dishes said goodnight to Mom and lay in bed, my hand slowly squeezing my nuts as I played myself to sleep, re-living Coaches erect penis, his body, his aura, what a guy, my jets spurted up to my chin, I rubbed my cum in to my chest like body lotion, felt my smooth chin and imagined the sensation of Coaches hot cum like lava spurting on my body.
I hear the toot, it's Woody, oh shit I've slept in.
I dress in no time and I am out of the door.
`Fuck you stink dude', says Woody,
`Good morning to you too', I say,
`You eaten?',
I shake my head and look at my watch, `man you're way too early anyways',
`Let's skip the run and stop off at mine, you can have a shower whilst I get the Easy Oats cooking.',
`What about your folks?',
`Oh they're gone real early to visit a winery, I promise I won't molest you! I waited for you last night after practice but a guy said you were in with Coach',
Yep he was explaining how to shave, see? I showed him my chin.
`Cool, I sorta now feel like I'm Shaggy Rogers',
`Who am I, Velma? We laughed.
`More like Scooby'. Woody howled.
`The last thing I remember last night is nutting one out after re-seeing Coaches erection and then you tooting your horn',
`Yeah, the bed head hair and crusty spunk face sorta gave it away! Wait, what, you saw Coach's hard dick?'
`Yep'
`Did you touch it?'
`What kind of pervert do you think I am?'
`My kind' said Woody,
I blushed as Woody laughed as we trundled along in his truck.
I recounted the shaving lesson. I kept back the `shower scene' that's only for me to beat off to, after all, a gentleman never tells.
We pulled up outside Woodys house and went in, he locked the door. He ran up the stairs and I followed,
We stripped, `OK lover boy, we got plenty of time and fuck I've missed you',
he said and he pushed me onto the bed and we kissed as I stripped him and he me, we rolled naked on his bed.
`Fuck I've missed this', I said gripping his shaft.
`Have we time to you know', Woody moved behind me,
`No and besides I don't want to be dribbling all day',
I got up off the bed, still gripping his shaft and pulled him to the shower. I started the water, it was cold for ages as we cuddled and kissed,
`Your face is sooo smooth!' He said,
`Yours is like a prickly pear, I'll get a lovers rash',
`You did a good job' he says,
`Coach taught me well. I can teach you' I said.
`Imagine, seeing Coaches dick erect, fuck I'd have shot my load',
I laughed `I so wanted to take a hold of it and kneel down, like this',
I knelt down and fondled Woodys shaft talking him through what I'd do to coach.
`I'd arrow my tongue and attack his slit, smelling his funk, then check his glans rim for cheese, all the time weighing his balls gently in each hand. Like this',
Woody groaned.
`Once I'd gotten the measure and smell of it I'd open wide and take him deep as I could until his tip touched my gag, then I'd clamp down on the shaft and vacuum pack his dick in my saliva, my tongue tickling his bell end, whilst my hands rested innocently on his beautiful buns, slowly moving towards his crack and in one move'
I practiced on Woody,
`I'd pull off his cock and move to open his ass wide and press my fingers of one hand right on his pucker, delving in, whilst the other hand gripped his balls, before taking his cock in my mouth again and deep throating him. Like this',
My fingers lodged deep up Woodys hole as he face fucked me deep in my throat, it wasn't long before he made that little click in his throat and I felt his legs go and his ass hole grip my finger as he spunked down my throat, direct delivery.
I was beating my cock furiously and I shot as I spat his cock out, still knelt on the shower floor, my plumes of cum hitting his balls as Woody squeezed out his last drops from his slimy, cum coated dick onto my tongue.
Lucky Coach' said Woody, me, I'd have taken him by the throat like this',
his arm gripped me from behind, he growled a ball of plhegm,
`Then I'd have coated up', he smeared his now semi shaft with spit,
`And I'd have pushed him over, like this',
I was now bending over, his dick at my gate,
`and I'd have fucked him raw, he'd have been singing hallelujah whilst I took him',
I felt his now hard cucumber pierce me and slide in, as he gripped his arm around my neck and lifted me up, slapping his balls hard at my ass as he fucked me, I sang hallelujah and felt Woodys dick harden as he laughed and then that click in his throat, the groan as he shot his load.
`Lucky coach' I said, then I realised
`but now I'll be dripping all day you dumb fucker'
He looked crestfallen,
`Sorry Rusty, lust sorta came over me, it was only a game, once I felt your beautiful ass I just couldn't stop myself'.
I was squatted on the pan as he dried himself and I let out a huge fart that echoed around the pan, sealed by my ass.
We giggled.
`That's dumped most of it' I said smiling. I felt my stomach cramp up as Woody smiled at me and gently kissed my forehead. He watched quietly as I did my business in a flurry of windy excretions and cleaned up.
`That's definitely got it all out', I laughed.
He threw a pair of his pants at me, and one of his vests. I put them on, the pants are ok but I get a stonking erection thinking of Woodys cock being in them, I put on the vest, it billowed out!
Great, I can nip your pecs anytime I want now! I took it off and Woody rummaged in his bottom drawer, here try this', It was a bit tight, the label said `Smith',
`How come you got this?',
`It's one of Smithy's, I kept it just for the smell',
`Now who's the weirdo?' I said.
School life continued as normal, it was hard fitting it all in, but that's the same for all of us I guess. It made me relish our private times together more. I couldn't wait to find a note on the counter or get a text from Ma saying she's gonna be late or delayed someplace.
I'd text Woody and he'd be over like a shot.
He was all over me, really passionate, rutting into me as we made out. His hands everywhere, feeling close and warm. His truncheon pressing into me. His chin prickled my face.
I turned and grabbing his hand we went upstairs. I got my wash bag out of my room and ran the shower hot. Woody was sat on the toilet.
Shave time' I said, you need one'.
`Look, after Coach's lesson Mom bought me this shaving set, in a zipper case, with a safety razor, blades, soap and a badger brush, it even has a little suction mirror. I've not used it yet. Now's a great time'
What'll I use?' Said Woody. Here try this, it's a new one, Coach gave me it.',
`Oh man, you lucky son of a bitch seeing Coach hard like that',
I wanted to tell him about the shower scene but thought I'd have my own now with Woody.
We stripped off and Woody flexed for me, preening his body, he's so fucking fit, muscular big boned clumsy fool of a guy. He's grinning at me and slapping his meat into his palm,
`Nope, not yet, we got a job to do',
`Ok' he said mournfully, his cock leading the way into the shower.
`First have a really good hot wash. Let me do you and you do me', he nodded.
I love washing him, he's so receptive to my touch, judging by the noises he makes he loves it too, he moans and groans with delight as I massage gel into his broad back, into his shoulders, pecs, glutes, thighs and biceps. I never touch his cock, the absence of which send him wild, spewing precum in a spider's web from his slit, his cock begging for release.
`My turn' he says, and he bends down like he's gonna suck me but caresses and washes me.
He's so gentle like he's washing fine china, very considerate. He loves washing my tackle, shoving a finger up my ass and me moaning, soaping up everywhere white, then massaging the soap in and finally rinsing me off, all shiny and clean.
We're all relaxed and hot now in the steamy bathroom. I wipe the mirror, the towel squeaks and I grin at him in the reflection.
I wet the brush and tickle my face with it, wow it really tickles and feels great. I wet the brush and soap up all over my chin and neck just like Coach showed me. I wipe a line across my lips. We make the Santa joke. I brush his face, wow' he says that feels great' and I hand him the brush, he soaps his neck and he makes the line across his lips and bobs the blob on my cock end and then on my nips! I take the brush and brush his nips,
`Oh man' he squeals and I watch his cock pulse.
`That's fucking unreal',
I repeat and he's going wild. I lather the brush and give it to him, he brushes under my nutsack and into my crack, now my turn to spew precum, as the sensation is unbelievable.
I copy and brush under his balls, and he squats a little and I brush his crack up to his hole.
I tell him about the grain, the direction the hairs grow, and never to go against the grain. He nods, listening, attentive. We start, he gets the hang of it. He slices through a pimple and the blood flows.
`It'll stop', I say and we carry on. He's finished and he feels his chin,
`Mmm feels really smooth'.
I look at his balls, his face smiles, `yeah let's',
I get the brush and lather more soap and get his nuts all frothy. I kneel down like I'm going to suck him but instead I lift his cock out of the way and stroke up from his perineum with the razor, repeating and rinsing the blade in the basin until the soap has all gone. He turns and shoves his ass at me. He pulls his cheeks apart for me, his asshole winking at me. I brush his ass crack and carefully shave the sides of his crack, and capture the ring of hairs protecting his hole and brushing again I shave from his perineal pipe to the tops of his thighs, fuck his sack and taint now look so smooth to lick and slobber over.
We swap and he does my balls an crack. Copying my moves.
`Some guys at swim team shave their pubes as well' I say.
What' says Woody, all of them?'
I nod,
You'd look like a fucking Ken doll' he laughs, anyways, I'd never do that, no fucking way, what would the team say about that? No, you can but you need to remember who's the man of the house around here!',
`Yes honey' I say my hands under my chin like flower petals and I kneel in submission,
He picks up the joke and says `where's my supper, and you can blow me for your dessert'.
I oblige, suckling at his smooth cock and candy smooth balls. I swallow every drop, swap and hear the key in the door.
`Fuck, it's mom',
I flurry to check the bathroom as Woody dresses. And throwing on my trackies I run downstairs.
`Hi Mom, good day?' I say calmly,
She looks around at the tidy room. Woody walks in,
`Hi Mrs Mason',
`My, who's this smart fella? Where's your pal Shaggy gone off to?'
`Thanks Mrs Mason, Rusty just gave me a shaving lesson, I'm gonna get one of them shaver kit things and try myself'
`I hope you boys have left some hot water?',
`Sorry Ma, maybe not, let me fix you supper' I say,
`And its time I was leaving now and surprise my mom with this, thanks again Rusty, Mrs Mason',
`He's such a nice boy' Mom purrs as he leaves. I can't dispute that as I swallow the last trace of his cum in my mouth.
We continued with our routine; school, homework, sex maybe, school, homework, sex maybe, school, homework, sex maybe, Tonks's, sex definitely mowing, naked swimming, sex definitely, repeat.
I got a text from Ranger and we set a date to stay at his cabin. He says he had saved up some summer over hours and had enough for the weekend off plus the Friday is his day to finish early and his Boss said he'd cover the Monday morning for him.
We cleared it with parents, and booked the time off with Tonks and asked JoJo to cover, he was pleased and said we ought to go away more weekends and stop hogging all the work, he's got lots of stuff to buy.
Woody said he'd help me cut the lawns that I'd miss at the weekend during the week if I paid him in kind, he gripped my ass as he said it. The week soon goes by and on Friday, straight after school, Woody drives us to Rangers address about 45 minutes away over the hill into the next valley before the coast.
We spot his truck parked at the side of a lodge so we know we are here. It's national park land so it's pretty well blended in just off a secluded forest road. It looks like nothing much from the roadside, no windows, just a high gate and his truck. We try the gate, it's bolted. Ranger heard the rattle and slid the bolt back and just his head showed around the gate.
`Hey guys, you're earlier than I thought. Park up behind me, get your bags and come in and well er you can help me out the back'.
Woody parked up and I got our weekend bags and some cakes Woodys Mom had baked, we opened the gate and walked down the side of the lodge, Ranger must've gone while we got our bags and locked up the truck.
`Nu sommes ici Woody, es-tu nu? shouted Mael,
`Fuck its Mael, get your ass out of those shorts Rusty, we're going in nekkid',
Woody was stripped in about 5 seconds, a trail of shorts, his T, socks and his boots ahead of me as I undressed.
I heard Woody scream and as I ran forwards I saw a naked Mael and Woody hugging kissing and dancing on the wide porch, there in the pool was Ranger standing in the water, naked and boned, beckoning to me, his arms wide open.
`Surprise' said Ranger.
I ran on the deck and jumped in the garden pool at him, I nearly toppled him as I leapt to wrap my arms around Rangers neck, he steadied himself as I gripped my legs around his waist, my cock pressing into his abs, we kissed madly, wildly and fell into the water, watching as Woody carried Mael and dropped him into the water then hopped in, we sat in the shallow surface garden pool and cooled off laughing, chatting.
Mael explained that his college has a field trip nearby so he arranged to stay.
We all watched as Ranger hauled his muscular frame out of the pool and onto the decking, his tanned ass disappearing into the cabin. He came out with a six pack of beer,
Too early?' he said, we shook a no' and he tossed a can at each of us.
Woody cracked his open and took a big gulp then turned and kissed Mael, transferring the beer in a kiss. I copied on Ranger.
`Your so fucking hot Chris' he said.
'I agree' said Woody and Mael said `oui, bien sur'.
I blushed as the three of them leapt on me, tickling and wrassling with me, pinching my nips and grabbing my nuts. I managed to jump out of the garden pool and run around with them chasing me.
I heard a dog bark and out ran Rangers labrador Rufus, barking and wagging his tail joining in the fun. We fell in a heap on the floor, Rufus made sure he sniffed us all under the balls and our assholes, filling up his smell bank.
Come on let's get dressed, it's getting cold I'll fire up the hot tub and we can go for a short hike whilst it gets steamy hot.
Ranger fettled the logs whilst we got dressed, watching his lithe body arrange them. As he bent over his ass cheeks parted a little showing a white crack, truly where the sun don't shine.
I put that memory away, hoping to see it in close up later. Woody brushed my hand and I gripped it, he stared into my eyes. I knew he loved me. Mael said something in French and they kissed, Woody then turned his face towards me and kissed me, his hand pressing on the back of my head.
`mes deux beaux hommes' he said,
Ranger watched us as he flipped in his dick and pulled up his pants, his beauty concealed now as he zippered up, he sat to put on his socks and boots, looking up at Mael and me, with Woody in the middle, his arms around both of us.
`Looks like I'm sleeping on my own tonight' he laughed,
I pulled away and stepped towards Ranger who wrapped his arm around my waist.
We've plenty of love to go around' I said, after all sharing is caring',
We huddled together and made sure everyone had a snog of each other, like chinking glasses at thanksgiving, then we headed out for our hike, Rufus leading the way.
The sunset was amazing, the Pacific Ocean ahead of us and the sun staring to make the clouds a thousand shades of orange.
We got back in the fading light. We stripped and sank into the hot tub whilst Ranger set the fire pit alight, the kindling crackling as the long flames from the wood licked the dimming sky and Ranger towered over us, naked, beautiful beaming down at us as he sank in to the water. 4 soft cocks floated on the bubbly surface, content for now. We chatted and laughed at Rangers stories about finding hikers in all sorts of embarrassing situations and locations. My mind went back to him finding me and Smithy in Thumb camp, Ranger looked me and grinned then proceded to tell the story.
`So, Boss sent me on a call from a guy on a boat fishing about seeing two young guys dancing naked around a fire at daybreak, they were worried it was some sort of ritual and that the fire could get out of hand, so I drove up and I pulled over by the gates and spotted the small badly erected tent and the blazing fire, with flames 5 foot high, far too much wood alight. No one was dancing, no one was about.
I quietly walked over and unzipped the tent peering in, the two startled boys explained they were on a weekend camp and tried to cover their nakedness with the thin shared sleeping bag, I could see their crusty pants littered around the tent, the smell wafting out was of ass and sex, in explaining their weekend camp the sleeping bag fell down on the curly haird chatty boys side, revealing his pale chest and half of a thick cock, he wasn't phased at all and asked very politely if I would like to eat some Easy Oats and honey with them, and would I please excuse him as he had to take a course of nature, at which he sprang up, buck naked, boned, his dick still shiny wet, and walked over to the latrine and leaving the door wide open and on view he sat down and let out a loud, long comedy fart.'
`His pal stepped out of the bag equally unphased and also bone naked, and started the gas burner to boil the water and he also asked me to stay for breakfast, it was a slow morning, I was kinda hungry and these two beautiful boys looked up for anything. I accepted their offer stayed and we started to eat the porridge, the chatty one said it's a shame they had no chairs to sit on and looked pointedly at the double cab I was driving. I unlocked the door remotely and they ran naked into the van with the pan and cups of easy oats. I stepped in and after eating I lowered the seats and took both boys in hand. I'll leave the rest to your imagination, to spare further embarrassment'.
Mael and Woody laughed and my face was bright crimson.
Woody said `never, you and Smithy?'.
I nodded and they all grabbed at me for a second time.
It then got onto embarrassing moments and I recounted the shaving episode with Coach, including the shower scene.
`Fucking hell dude' said Woody, you kept that quiet',
`yeah it's my other wanking off dream, when I don't picture you',
Mael and Ranger went `awwww that's so sweet' and pushed us together for a snog.
Ranger got up and left us bubbling away in the tub, the water was cooling off a little so he went inside the cabin and started the log fire and lit up his gas bottle BBQ and pulled out steaks and trimmings from a cool box, he came back and threw another can at us and said
`we'll eat in 15 minutes. Do your ablutions now, they're round the other side.'
Woody and Mael went off together leaving me alone, Ranger came back and handed me a towel.
`Come here you',
he said and started to rub the draped towel over me to dry me, his hands rough but thorough.
`Why not set the table, it soon warms up in here',
I located everything as Ranger turned the steaks on the deck BBQ. Woody and Mael came back and we ate at the outside table with citron torches to keep the bugs away as a thousand cicadas sang their song to us. Ranger poured a tray of shots and we drank those chatting then passed the bottle around. Warm, full and horny we retired to his mezzanine which had two super king mattresses laid on the floor
`they're futons, good for your back', he explained.
he left the porch light on for access to the latrine in the night and holding my hand and Woody holding Mael we laid on the beds the firelight dancing amber streaks of light on the ceiling.
Ranger took me first, we tossed the lube over to the middle of the beds, we sat on the bed facing each other, our legs intertwined, our ball sacks touching, our poles erect, bobbing and we made out, his thick meat made mine look like smaller, his hand gripped them both and he motioned up and down, easy with my uncut pole sliding over his glans, precum oozing from us both.
We fell on the bed and in a 69 I devoured Rangers cock, recalling his musk from my smell bank. Ranger passed me a condom and I opened it in my teeth and slid it down Rangers pole, fuck, I nearly came, feeling his dick, and smoothing out the rubber. He lubed himself up and smeared my hole and he speared me.
My mind swam with images, like gaudy Polaroids of our first encounter in the cab, this was much more romantic and comfy, feeling his body, his shoulders, his waist as his thick cock ran in and out of my well lubed and relaxed ass hole, exciting me and bringing me off up my chest as he squirted his juice into the condom, licking and swallowing my load off my chest, suckling my softening and sensitive cock clean.
We layed and In the darkness glanced over at Mael riding on top of Woodys pole and I smiled as I heard that familiar click in his throat and his low guttural groan as he shot into Maels cute ass. Ranger squeezed my hand as Woody came and kissed me tenderly. Ranger went down on me and we 69'd, I was ready for more, I tapped his ass and he grinned rolling onto his front with a pillow under his tummy. I reached for a condom and slid one on, reaching for the lube Ranger said
no need, I'm wet at the thought of you.
I spat coating my dick and sunk into the blissful cavern of his ass. I felt a myriad of tingles as he clenched and squeezed on my shaft impaled between his two hillocks, his pale white valley glowing brighter in the dim light. I ploughed his ass, speeding up and slowing down, making Ranger moan deeply, making him clench his fists and growl into the pillow as I built up my journey to the top of the mountain to hover before plunging in finally as his ass extracted my load from me, exciting my glans as it scraped on his velvet lining deep in his guts.
I collapsed on him, my full weight taking my cock deeper as I shot out my load. My balls felt like dried prunes, my shaft a skinny shell as I rolled off him, exhausted and fell asleep.
In the night Woody crawled over and kissed my cock hard again and I woke and we kissed, he took my hand and we went for a piss, lingering on the deck where we made out like the nervous teenage lovers we are, he kissed me deeply, clumsily and passionately, making out and beating each others poles slowly as we kissed.
We went back inside to see Ranger fucking Mael on the rug in the ember light of the fire, I laid at Maels side and yelped as Woody fucked me, in sync with Ranger, in an unspoken contest of who could last the longest, Ranger or Woody.
Ranger reached for the bottle of whisky and they supped as they fucked us senseless. Woody tapped and Ranger swapped, his thick cock opening me up wider as the two studs continued passing the bottle as they rammed us like the whores we were. No considerate condoms this time, just raw sex.
Finally with my ass hole burning from Rangers merciless pounding he screamed and pulling out shot a huge load up my back, I heard Woodys throat click and watched his plumes hit Mael on the back of his head and cascade down his back.
Woody tapped and Ranger swapped licking up Maels back and Woody licking and swallowing Rangers cum off my back.
Now we were bonded like brothers in cum and fell asleep under Rangers heavy woollen blanket, prickly warm against our sore skins.
We woke early with the dawn chorus. Ranger was up already making porridge, his shaft, thick soft and luscious set off on two orbs hanging, swaying as he stirred the pan on the wood burner.
`Coffee?' He offered,
`Cock please, lots of creamer',
`That's a side order, with pancakes?',
`Coffee will be fine, thanks'
We both cocked our ears at a creak and a heavy sigh of penetration, from Woody, I recognise that as may Ranger, then a giggle and a high pitched sigh as Mael unloaded up Woody.
`Oats in 5 now that you've had yours', Ranger shouted.
Woody ran down the stairs and out into the latrine where we heard an explosion, he came back hands washed and tucked into this healthy breakfast. Oats and waffles.
I've got the coast planned for today, I know just the spot',
I know he does, I thought back to last night, my ass twitches at the thought of his torpedo up me again, exciting my prostate big time.
Mael and Ranger packed the truck with a cooler of beers and a hamper of food. Ranger checked for any last minute bookings on line and took the keys from a board and we drove the 40 minutes to the river inlet and a scrappy looking beach.
`Don't worry this ain't it' said Ranger and he drove down the slipway and onto the gravel pebble beach and slowly on, we passed walkers and Rufus ears pricked up, we turned off the beach into a hard packed ground standing area. Ranger got the keys and ahead secluded by trees was two cabins with small front porches and a view of the Pacific over the shingle and sand.
A sign showed a T shirt and shorts with a red line going through them.
We were naked in seconds, the cabin door creaked and inside were two rockers, two wooden deck chairs and a table and 4 stools. Woody found the dunny around the back and a primitive shower where you filled a half drum tank with water and pumped the water up by rocking a lever back and forth.
The sun shone on us that day, Mael shouted,
`le dernier dans la mer est hétéro',
Woody looked puzzled then translated, `last one in the sea is straight!'
We swam and ate and fucked and dozed and swam again swapped around and fucked again, ate, snoozed and fucked. We wanted to spend the night but we had no blankets and it was really just a day cabin. We put the furniture away, swept the deck, made sure all the rubbish was bagged and drove home to bask in the firelight drinking the last of the whisky and for me, falling asleep in Woodys arms where he carried my to bed.
We lay close in the silence, snuggled up, my palm pressed between his thighs, snuggled into his balls and cock resting on me, my head laying in the crook of his strong arm under the woollen blanket. Mael farted `excuse et moi' he giggled and we dozed off.
In the morning we said our farewells thanking Ranger and arranging a repeat visit. I slept over at Woodys and we reacquainted ourselves fully, what a stud he is, his spike, like mine up for everything and everywhere, Ranger and Mael forgotten, two brothers in cum, up for what the world can throw at us.
TBC