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The Man with the Jeep
Chapter 72
Andrew turned his head to see two handsome young men walk up. Both were already completely naked.
The first looked to be about 5'11" and built like a linebacker. The dude was incredibly cut and toned, obviously earned with a lot of time at the gym and a strict diet. His skin was so alabaster white that it made Andrew's own pale skin look tan (well, pink anyway) in comparison, but it was covered in jet black hair that made fascinating swirl patterns over his arms, legs, and chest, where it tapered down until it vanished into a thick bush of straight hair at the bottom. The contrast was startling, and he appeared to be black and white except for his lips, his nips, and his striking blue eyes. And his turgid cock, which appeared to be a near match to the one now buried inside him.
The second guy was much more like Andrew himself: six feet tall or so with what could properly be described as a smooth swimmer's body, though he too was very toned and well defined. His torpedo was also awake and thrust straight out of the light brown nest in his groin. Unlike Andrew, he had deep brown eyes and brown hair that was long enough to appear just a bit fluffy.
They were both all smiles as they approached, and it was almost intimidating. The linebacker was square-jawed, and his smile had a Superman quality about it, while the swimmer looked lifted straight from the cover of a Hollywood heartthrob magazine.
John had gone back to sliding his cock in and out of Andrew's tight hole as if it was normal for random people to walk up in the middle of sex. The feelings couldn't be ignored, and Andrew moaned despite himself.
"Well hello there," John said to the linebacker with a grin. "I see you came ready to go."
"Always."
They shared a quick welcoming kiss before John continued.
"Care to have a go?" he asked with an encouraging sidelong smile to Andrew.
"Do you even have to ask?" the man retorted with a dirty gleam in his eye.
"Not really," John chuckled. "But it'll cost you," he added with a grinning nod at his companion.
"Sounds like a fair trade to me," the linebacker replied decisively. "I know Kyle has missed you." "I bet he has," John answered with a wink.
After a double take, the man spit on his rod and spread it around with a loose corkscrew grip.
Satisfied that he was indeed ready, John traded grips of one of Andrew's legs with the man before pulling out. The new cock was in quick enough to keep the same rhythm going. Andrew could only tell it was new because it was a few degrees cooler than John's. John handed off Andrew's other leg to his new invader before moving aside to welcome his companion.
Andrew shrugged off his initial hesitance at the situation to focus on the cock inside him. It felt good and the rush of trying somethingÑ-or someoneÑ-new added some spice to the moment.
He wanted to run his hands over that chest, but that was obviously not an option. In fact, he couldn't do much of anything at all, trussed up as he was.
"Hi there," the young man said casually to Andrew while he continued to plow him. "You feel amazing."
"Thanks, so do you."
"You must be Andrew. I'm Hank."
Really? Chitchat? Now? Andrew got the sense he would have held out his hand for a handshake if he wasn't literally holding Andrew's legs up with them. Okay...
"As in Beast? Don't tell me your last name is McCoy!"
"Wow, an X-Men joke? I'm no McCoy, but I can be a beast."
"Prove it!"
Hank obliged. He started pushing in deeper and pulling out farther with each thrust in long smooth strokes until he was pulling out every time and slamming it to the hilt. It was like first penetration over and over. The slight jolt of being entered anew followed by the prostate prod and the long stroke of that thick pole with its meaty head was new for Andrew, and he liked it.
He looked over to see John laying on his back beside the pool withÑwhat was his name again? Kyle?Ñon his hands and knees inverted above him sucking the cock that had just been in his ass a few moments ago while John eagerly ate him out.
He hadn't thought it would be, but it was hot watching John in action with someone else in person. Unlike the video he had stumbled across so long ago, he didn't feel threatened or shocked this time around. He was turned on knowing the feelings John was giving that young stud he was playing with. Hank snagged his attention back by pulling Andrew's legs up over his shoulders.
He couldn't see the captivating hairy chest like he could before, but now he could feel the soft/rough texture of it on the backs of his legs with every move.
He liked it. He could also feel the sweat Hank was generating as he worked Andrew's ass, which made it even hotter.
Andrew clamped his ankles tight against Hank's ears and Hank grabbed Andrew's hips with his strong hands and started to really pull Andrew down hard onto his cock.
Andrew did his best to work his ass muscles without releasing his grip around Hank's neck. It demanded some newfound coordination and concentration, but he could hear Hank's groans of appreciation and soon felt the swelling inside him of a happy cock about to explode.
And when it did, Hank grunted and pulled him tight, practically folding him in half as he emptied his load deep inside. Their faces close together, Hank kissed him long and hard.
"Thank you," he said to Andrew when he broke off the kiss. "That was hot."
"Yeah, it was," Andrew agreed. "But could you do me favor?"
"What's that?"
"Could you let me loose? I'm starting lose feeling in my arms."
"Oh! Yeah!" Hank answered quickly.
He reached up and after a bit of fiddling, managed to open the shackles that had kept Andrew suspended.
He gratefully massaged his arms as they dropped, but they tingled madly and he felt just a little dizzy. He needed to sit down for a minute.
He was startled a little when John slapped Kyle's butt.
"Time to get up and give that sexy ass some lovin,'" he said.
Hank helped Kyle up and then pulled John up as well.
Hank backed himself up to the wall pulling Kyle with him into a deep kiss.
John walked up behind Kyle and started fingering some lube into his hole before slicking up his tool with it.
Andrew suddenly knew exactly where he wanted to sit.
"Hold on a sec," he said quickly. "I want to watch this!"
John turned to look at him, but Andrew was already on the move. He sat himself right between Kyle's feet before John moved in behind him.
Andrew got to look up and watch his man's thick pole prod and then penetrate Kyle's cute little ass. It looked way too big to fit, but it went in anyway. He noticed Kyle was just as hard as he had been from the outset. Did this guy ever go down?
Andrew opened his mouth wide and went to town on his throbbing member. He heard Kyle gasp and he doubled down on his efforts trying to take the entire thing while John pounded him from behind.
With John's actions, it was a bit like being stabbed in the throat, but luckily, he'd been practicing on John, so with a little adjustment of angles, he pulled it off. Kyle's enhanced moans confirmed it, and he went to town with vigor.
Feeling Hank's hefty equipment brushing across the top of his head as he worked on Kyle made it even hotter and he imagined he could feel himself pre-cumming again. Or was that post-cumming at this point? He didn't know and didn't care after the fleeting thought.
Eager to taste this hottie's load, he started trying to suck the cum out of the rod in his mouth, which quickly brought a reaction as Kyle tensed up. That naturally carried into his rectum, as John's growls attested to.
Andrew was soon rewarded when Kyle suddenly burst, shooting hot bursts of man lava into his mouth. He swallowed most of it diligently, but made sure to save some at the end to savor the taste a little more.
John felt Kyle clamp around his pole tightly and slapped his ass smartly to get to loosen it up a bit more, but besides startling him into shoving his dick farther down Andrew's throat, it didn't make much difference. His love shute had a death grip on John's cock that wouldn't let go, and like a black hole, sucked in everything John had stored in his balls until he was utterly dry.
The four of them remained where they were for a moment as they tried to catch their breath.
Despite just unloading, Kyle's cock showed no signs of softening, so Andrew backed off it and licked it clean of any cum he might have missed. He started to scoot himself out from under the other three when he saw John's spent unit and proceeded to lick it clean too. Once finished, he slid back into the hot tub.
John announced he was going to take a leak before jumping in himself.
"Me too," Hank said, and they walked off together.
Kyle slid into the warm water beside Andrew.
"Ahhhh," he exhaled slowly. "I've been looking forward to this."
"I love it here," Andrew agreed.
"What's not to love?" Kyle replied. "I'm Kyle, by the way," he added.
"Nice to meet you, Kyle. I'm Andrew."
"I thought you might be," Kyle admitted. "We keep hearing about this guy who somehow snagged the great Master John. It's good to finally meet you."
Andrew's eyebrows went up. "You too?"
"Me too what?" asked a puzzled Kyle.
"Why does everyone call him `Master?'"
Kyle looked at him just shy of dumbfounded.
"Because he is the master of everything around here. And most of the people," he said simply. "He doesn't make you call him Master?"
"Well, no, actually. He never has."
"Okay, I have to admit that surprises me. He would never stand for that from anyone else, let me tell you."
"Really?"
"Really. You must be something else."
Andrew didn't know what to say to that. "I'm nothing special," he finally said.
"`Nothing special?' I'm going to pretend you didn't say that."
"I'm really just a normal guy," Andrew insisted. "I have normal ups and downs and at least as many issues as anyone else."
"I don't doubt that, but the fact that you nabbed Master John says you're more."
"Why? I don't get it."
"I noticed," Kyle replied drily. "He's never been open to being in a relationship since the day I first met him. Make no mistake, he's had guys lining up since he came to the first party at Club Jacks, but he's always kept them at arm's length. Not literally, of course, but whenever any of them wants more than a fun fling, he cuts them short. Not rudely, mind you, but you know how direct he can be. Then suddenly we hear he's head over heels for someone? We've honestly had a hard time believing it. Mister Dominant Independence himself is suddenly dating. It's tough to wrap our heads around."
Hank and John returned then and joined them in the soothing water.
Andrew was thoughtful for a bit. What Kyle said did fit in with what John had told him of his past, he just hadn't realized it was such a big deal. If so, it would explain why all of John's friends seemed so surprised and/or excited to meet him.
"I have to say, this is a great way to celebrate some great sex," Hank said with a satisfied smile.
"I agree," Kyle seconded.
"I'm glad you like it," John said. "But it's hardly the first time you've been here."
"True," Hank admitted. "But it's always good. That's the only reason all those steps are worth taking," he laughed.
"Oh please," Kyle said. "As if you don't make us run miles every day! I think of them as a nice change of pace."
"I suppose we could come out and run them every day," Hank offered with a grin.
"I think an occasional change of pace is just right for those, thank you," Kyle replied quickly. Hank just laughed.
"Hank here is a little bit of a fitness drill sergeant," John explained to Andrew.
"You must be joking," Andrew quipped. "I would have never guessed."
"I know, right? Even in my service days, I don't know if I was ever in as good a shape."
"Stop! You're going to make me blush!" Hank said.
"Oh please," John said, rolling his eyes. "There's never a bit of attention you don't like."
"He's got you there, Hank," replied Kyle.
"Hey!" Hank protested. "Whose side are you on?"
"Always yours!"
"If I didn't know better, I'd say you only worked out for the attention in the first place," John ribbed him.
"Well, if that was the goal, it worked," Andrew cut in. "You do look amazing. Both of you."
"I just think everyone should be fit and take care of themselves," Hank said with a shrug.
"I'm sure that's how it started," John opined. "`Gateway drug' and all that."
"That's how he roped me in," confessed Kyle. "Although he didn't really give me much choice in the matter."
"I really didn't, did I?"
"Not so much."
"Sorry about that. I was always the youngest at home, and I was tired of being on the bottom of the pecking order, so I may have overdone it a bit."
"How did you guys meet?" asked Andrew.
"College," Kyle answered. "We were roommates. Unfortunately, this bastard was already there by the time I arrived, and he had this ultimatum and a long list of rules he'd printed out and left on my desk to find," he laughed.
"I did." Hank confirmed. "Not my finest hour, but it all worked out in the end."
"Yeah, it did," Kyle admitted. "Somehow we survived and we're still together years later."
"Happily," Hank interjected.
"Yeah," Kyle agreed.
"Aw, that's sweet," Andrew said. "I'm happy for you."
"Thanks," Kyle answered.
"What brought you boys up here today?" John asked.
"Just thought it was time to get out of town," Hank said. "We've missed the last couple parties and decided to come out and get some mountain air since the weather is so nice today."
"Plus, I'm pretty sure he thinks I've been slacking on my calves and wanted to make sure I couldn't walk tomorrow," Kyle said, laughing.
Hank pretended to look hurt before busting up too. "Okay, that may or may not be why we took the stairs, but that's not why we came out to the Jacks."
"Fair enough," John acceded.
"How long were you watching us before you decided to join in?" asked Andrew. "By the time I saw you, you guys were already naked and hard."
"We've been naked ever since we checked into our cabin," Kyle replied. "Hank here is a nudist at heart and only lets us wears clothes when absolutely necessary. That's the real reason we always come to the Jacks."
"John already had you well in hand by the time we even saw you were here," Hank added. "We paused a minute to see if it was okay with him to join you or we would have left you alone. As for our hardons, well, it doesn't take much for me to get goingÑ-especially with all this sexiness going on," he said waving his hand a big circle to include John, Andrew, and the grotto. "And Sir Everhard here is always ready. A slight breeze and he's got the Washington Monument in his crotch."
Kyle punched Hank in the shoulder good-naturedly.
"I like you guys," Andrew said. "You're fun."
"Thanks," Hank answered. "You seem pretty cool too, though I can't say that surprises me if John claims you."
"Thanks."
Andrew knew he was blushing a bit (dammit!), but oh well.
"He is awfully cute," Hank said in a stage whisper aside to John. "I see why you like him."
"You don't even know," John replied in the same stage whisper. "This is just the tip of the iceberg."
"Just the tip," Hank repeated with a mostly-stifled guffaw.
"Don't mind them," Kyle told Andrew. "Those jokers don't mean any harm, but they get going when they're in the same room together. So how long have you guys been together?"
"I don't know," Andrew said, suddenly unable to do the math in his head. "Three or four months I think?"
"Ah, still new then. Savor that newness while you can."
"I try. It already seems like we've been together for a long time."
"That's good. Have you had your first fight yet?"
"Yeah."
"Then the worst is behind you," Kyle said definitively. "Between you and me, don't be afraid to argue. The sooner it's out in the open, the sooner you can work it out and move on. Don't be a suffering wallflower just because he's louder."
Andrew nodded.
"But I'm sure you'll be fine. I'm happy for you too, by the way. You've found a good man who's worth holding on to."
"I know it."
"Well, boys, I hate to cut this short," said Hank. "But we should get going. We have lots of steps to cover yet and we don't want to run out of daylight."
"Thanks for stopping by," John said.
"Yeah, it was good to meet you," Andrew chimed in.
"Likewise," Kyle replied.
Hank and Kyle hoisted themselves out and made their way back to the steps, shoving their feet into the sandals they left on the top step before descending out of view.
"They're nice," Andrew commented.
"Yes, they are," John agreed. "But I still like you best."
Andrew melted again and found himself wrapped inside John's big strong arms thinking how blessed he was while simultaneously wondering against his will what next hurdle they'd have to overcome.
Whatever it was, he was sure they'd face it together.
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