Unexpected Events

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Chapter 2

The following morning I woke up with the sun shinning straight into my eyes. I just wondered what day it was as I had actually no notion of time since being here on holiday. I had to check my phone to be sure: Sunday, yes indeed! I had to believe what my phone said as I had no other reference. I had to get up as my morning routine was calling up on me. First the usual SSS meaning Shave, shower and ... yes, that natural thing we all have to do everyday. But emptying my bladder came first as was the first cup of coffee. After that I went into the bathroom for the 3 S's and felt really well, except maybe for a kind of soreness in my butt.

I thought again about what happened the night before and I couldn't help but smile. Yes, it was a night to remember for a long time and it sure was going to be a masturbating fantasy for a long time as well. I couldn't get it out of my head how contradictory that pool man was: strong and severe, almost harsh, but than again very considerate and tender. I would have loved for him to stay the night but he decided otherwise. I was even thinking about breaking a part of the filtering system and call the emergency number, but I think that was a little too obvious. I would have to wait till Tuesday to see him again ... or was he coming again, unannounced, tonight? My ass muscles just twisted for a moment without me being aware of doing it. It was almost as if I could feel him pounding my ass again and again.

I laid down in one of the lounge chairs by the pool and let the sun caress my naked body. It all felt so damn right. This was truly holiday! My mind wandered back just for an instant to my colleagues at work and I couldn't care less about what my absence would do. I deserved my time off and I was going to enjoy it to the fullest. After all the spent energy last night, I went to the kitchen to have a nice breakfast. It all tasted divine and even more because I was in no rush like the rest of the year. After that copious breakfast I dove in the pool and swam some laps and let the water run over my body. I felt like in heaven.

The only problem with that fantastic sex the night before, was that I wanted more. I almost felt frustrated not being able to call the pool man or any other man on this island, as I didn't know anybody. I doubted very much that there would be any kind of escort service available and even so, a professional would not give me the excitement I had experienced last night. I had had a few escorts in the past and none of them had given me any real satisfaction. Ok, I knew they were doing their job, but none of them really got into it. I wanted, if I paid, to feel special, as if I was their only client who they wanted to satisfy to the fullest. That never happened and so I just stopped contacting them. Pool man was different. I certainly felt special with him and I guess I had to be special for him, too. Otherwise he wouldn't have gone through the risks of a lawsuit for rape. He didn't know how I was going to react to his actions, but he wanted to risk everything just to have me. If that wasn't enough for me to feel special, than I didn't know what would.

Just outside the garden, a few guys were playing with a ball. It seemed a combination of volleyball and football as there was a net but they didn't touch the ball with their hands. Strange game it was, yes, but what a sight. Those splendid tanned bodies, with not an ounce of fat on them, moving in swift motions and with an energy that almost made me jealous. I wasn't that fit anymore, age and time had taken toll of me, but I was still quite presentable. I enjoyed the scenery of youth moving around and smiling and laughing. Those tanned bodies only covered by bright colored swimwear (most of them in speedos) made me want sex even more. I guess the warmth of the sun and the action of the previous night, made my hormones go into overload. I didn't have a hard-on, but my cock wasn't flaccid either. Being it that pool man had shaven me completely the night before, made my genitals look larger than they really were. A strange optical illusion it was.

Suddenly there was a splash in the swimming pool. The ball of the players had flown further away than the players thought it would and landed in the pool. I went to open the gate to let one of the players in so he could retrieve the ball. As he was standing at the edge of the pool wondering how to get to the ball, I just passed behind him and gave him a little push and he fell in the cool water with a yelp. At hearing their playmate yelp, the others came over to see what was happening and soon they were all in the water. I just enjoyed the view of four young guys playing in the water and soon I jumped in as well. It was not to hide my nudity at all; it was just that the water looked so much more inviting with four guys in it. The game that started on the beach went on in the pool and it seemed an unspoken agreement that the ball could not touch the water. They were, of course, a lot more agile than me but I can proudly say I stood my man. During that game I was suddenly surprised to feel a hand on my genitals. I didn't know who the hand belonged to but the feeling was more than pleasurable. I tried to make out who was the blunt one, but as they dove under the water quite often, it was difficult to say. I didn't make any comment about it and went on playing.

At one point of the game, one of the players who the others called John, lifted his hand and hold his speedo in it. He threw to the side of the pool and soon the tree others did the same. It seemed to be none of those guy were shy. It is a fact that swimming nude gives a new sensation over your body. Suddenly the cold water finds its way around your lower abdomen and it feels just great. I noticed that some hands were staying under water a little longer than normal when two or more of the guys were close to each other. I guessed that there was some grabbing and squeezing and even felt some touching under the water myself. If they could do it to each other and to me, I didn't see why I couldn't do it to them. So, the playing ball was soon replaced by playing balls and cocks and it didn't take long for us five guys to be all quite close to each other with our hands beneath the water level.

I was instantly hard and from the feel I got, I was not the only one! The game became bolder and soon we were all grabbing, sucking and kissing each other. They had somehow decided that I would be the center of their attention and I could feel like eight hands all over me. Grabbing my cock and my ass, caressing my chest, sucking on my toes, kissing my lips and tongue-washing my ears. My hormones, which were already in overload, took over my whole body and I was trashing like a wild man. I knew I was not going to last long. I felt my orgasm building up real fast and before I could do or say anything, my cock erupted and I moaned out loud. The other four took that as a signal and the moaning and groaning got louder among them. A few Ahhh's and Ohhh's later we were all spend and you could even see some of the semen float on the surface of the water.

I invited them all to a drink and we got out of the pool. We sat in the lounge chairs, naked. I could see that those guys were used to be in the sun naked as their skin was tanned, but the tan line of their speedos were not really defined. I brought out some beer and a few snacks from the kitchen. I made a mental note to leave a good tip to the concierge who had filled that fridge so well. We had a good time, and that was the most important thing. After a few beers, tree of the four guys said they to go. The fourth one said he didn't see why they had to go.

• If our host agrees, and you want to stay, you are free to do so, said John.

The fourth guy, who was called Clive, looked at me and I nodded to show him I didn't mind him staying. The smile on his face grew larger and the other guys seemed to understand that this was a settled thing. They got up, retrieved their speedos and went back to the beach to collect their other stuff and soon waved good-bye and disappeared.

Clive was still nursing his beer and laid back on the lounge chair with a contented smile on his face.

• That ball didn't fly over your fence by mistake, he said. I did it on purpose.

I looked at him a little surprised, but without saying anything.

• Yes, indeed, I saw you lying there by the pool and wanted to get closer to you. So I planned it all and gave an extra kick to the ball in the right direction.

• Ah, ha, I said, and why was it that you wanted to get closer to me? I asked.

• You don't seem to understand that I think you are very attractive man?

I was stunned. I was decently in shape, but didn't consider myself as attractive. Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, they say. For that guy, who was probably fifteen or more years younger than me, I was attractive. In my eyes he was more "cute", or even "handsome" and the idea of sharing a good time with him was more than appealing to me.

• Why is it that you shave all over, he asked abruptly.

I smiled and started to tell him the story of the night before. I tried to tell him everything in detail. As I was telling him my adventure, I saw his cock expand little by little but showing a definite interest and excitement. I hadn't even finished my tale when he was hard as rock and his cock had some involuntary twitches. As the story went on, he looked at me more and more bewildered. His deep blue eyes showed an amount of lust that I had never seen before. He was looking at me in total disbelief, but I assured him the story was as true as his erection! We laughed at that comment.

• I think that guy was completely foolish to disappear in the middle of the night, but than again, I am glad he did because otherwise I maybe would not had a chance to meet you, Clive said.

He stood up and came over to me, bent down and kissed me straight on my lips. Not a gentle peck on my lips, no, a passionate kiss with open mouth and dueling tongues, charged with a sexual passion that was undeniable. Clive laid down on me and our cocks were pressed together. His arms wrapped themselves around my neck and my arms encircled his waist. We were making out like that for the longest time, although it was probably only minutes. I didn't want this kiss to end. It made me feel so alive! Even if Clive was some fifteen years younger, he sure knew how to kiss and I am a big sucker for good kisses. I held him tight to me but I didn't have to be afraid, he was not going anywhere. I caressed his back and his butt and even squeezed his ass cheeks softly. He seemed quite satisfied to lie there, on top of me, kissing me like mad.

After a while, he lifted his face from mine and looked me in the eyes. His look was so intense that it seemed he wanted to burn my face in his memory. The more he looked in my eyes, the more I felt that special feeling in my guts. I knew I wanted him and I could sense it was totally mutual.

• Come, I said to him, I know nobody can see it, but I want it a little more intimate.

We stood up and I took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom. As I laid down, he kneeled at the foot of the bed and saw the ropes still hanging at the bedposts.

• Will I have to tie you down as well, he asked.

• I don't think that will be necessary, I replied. Besides I want to have my hands free to feel you up as much as possible.

With these words he let himself fall on top of me and we resumed our kissing. He must have listened well to my story about the pool man because he was mimicking all the actions I had told him. He washed my ears out with his tongue, nibbling on my earlobes and sucking on that tender flesh between my ear and my collarbone. Just as the night before, I felt overwhelmed by sensations that went like electrical shocks through my body. But he didn't stop there! He went down even further, kissing, licking, sucking and tenderly biting my nipples. Following my treasure trail he sucked out my navel, and I could already feel his ragged breath in my crotch. I expected to feel the warm moisture of his mouth on my cock, but he bypassed it. He went on going down and licked my balls and going even further he licked my over sensitive inner thighs. Switching from right to left he came back up again and before going for the big prize, he licked and sucked my balls again, taking them one at the time in his mouth and letting them roll over his tongue. For being so young he was a real expert with his mouth, but also a little too fast to my liking.

Soon enough he was bathing my cock in his saliva and than went for it. He opened his mouth wide and engulfed my cock. He wrapped his lips around my cock head and exerted a powerful suction. The sensation was beyond believe. What this young man could do with his lips and his tongue was almost incredible. In no time at all, I was squirming and moaning out loud. He was such an expert that he made my cock feel so sensitive as if I had just shot a load. While his mouth was doing its magic, his hands caressed my whole body and gave a special attention to my nipples. Those sent electric shocks through my entire body and exploded in my dick. I was on the edge in less time I ever remembered, although I had come just some time ago in the pool. I warned him I was about to explode and just as soon he let my manhood flop out of his mouth. My breath was heavy.

He looked me straight in the eyes and asked me, or more precisely pleaded with me not to come yet as he wanted to feel me inside of him. To calm down my excitement e little he just lied on top of me with his head on my chest, caressing me so softly with a feathery touch. When he sensed that my breathing was back to almost normal, he asked me if I had any lube. I told him he could find it in the drawer of the nightstand and he went for it.

First he put some lube on his hand and started to massage my cock again, ever so slowly and tenderly. I was hard as rock in no time. Then he put some lube on his fingers and prepared himself. He moaned a little when he was, I guessed, pushing his fingers into his hole. With the typical impatience of youth, he soon straddled me and aimed my dick at his ass. He sat down on my pole and my cock head was pressing against his rosebud. I let him do it at his own rhythm and just enjoyed the expression on his face, which was showing a clear lust and powerful desire to have me completely in him. I could feel my head pop in. Clive waited a few seconds to get used to my invasion, but soon pushed himself down in one swift motion till I felt his ass cheeks in my pubes. I didn't know if it was voluntary or not, but I felt his ass muscles squeeze my cock. That, combined with the warmth and the velvety smooth feel of his cheeks, almost sent me over the edge. I had to seriously control myself to not let my orgasm take over. He slowly started to get up again and push himself down on me once more. It took him no time at all to get into a nice tempo, fucking himself on my manhood. I was happy to lay still and let him do all the work. He had his eyes closed and moaned in unison to his fucking. His cock was hard as steel and bobbed up and down. He increased his speed and I just wondered how he did it. He controlled his body and his action like no other. As he had brought me to the edge already several time, I felt that incredible feeling in my groin. Inn between ragged breaths, I warned him I was about to shoot my load. If it was possible, he even increased his speed and made his ass muscles work in overdrive.

• Give me your load, please, give it all to me!

How was I to refuse such a nice request? I tensed up and filled him with all there was left in my balls. After all I came various times during the night and had already shot a load in the swimming pool. I shot my load with forceful intensity. He must have felt it, because he came only seconds later. The twitches of his ass muscles when he was releasing his load, milked me even further.

Once he was spent, he let himself collapse on top of me and our mouth met once again. First passionately and then slowing down to tender kisses. My cock was still buried deep in his bowels and seemed to not wanting to deflate. He squeezed his muscles as if he wanted to retain my cock in his ass. I wasn't going anywhere! I was more than pleased to stay on this position.

We came down of our sexual height and lied there in contentment. My God, I thought, not even one o'clock and I already came twice. The thought made me chuckle and Clive asked me why, so I told him.

• Well, he said, I already came this morning when I woke up, so that makes me tree times before one o'clock!

Ahhh ... the power of physical youth, I thought. But I felt drained and felt my eyelids get heavy. I knew I was in for a nap and so was Clive apparently as he laid down next to me and settled in my arms with his head on my chest. I don't know how much time we were like this and if we slept or not, but suddenly we were awakened by a loud voice.

• So here you are you little prick!!!

I opened my eyes and saw pool man standing in the door, legs open, and feet firmly on the ground, with his fists on his hips. I was about to speak when Clive opened hos mouth.

• So what?

I couldn't understand what was going on. Was it that those two knew each other? I looked from the one to the other in disbelief. They looked at each other, both with a supreme air of challenge, waiting that the other one opened his mouth or did anything. You could feel the tension building up in the room. I would not have been surprised if they would come to hands and fight, but of course pool man was a lot stronger, nobody doubted about that, but Clive had such a determined attitude that you could think pool man was having second thoughts. Clive actually lied down his head again on my chest showing clearly he didn't give a damn if pool man was there or not. Suddenly it seemed that something got clear in Clive's mind. He lifted his head, looked at the ropes that were still fastened to the bedposts, looked back at the pool man and said:

• Oh, I see! I think I understand now! You were here last night, weren't you? You are the one who shaved our host and than almost raped him if he were not that willing in satisfying you? That's why you were so late coming home...

Than, turning to me he said:

• You see, that big brother of mine is calling me a faggot, a queer, a poof... But I suspected already some time that it was just to hide the fact he liked it just as much as I do to be with a man. Why would he be here otherwise? He came for a repeat action of yesterday night.

Clive was now laying down next to me, but supporting himself on his elbow and with one leg lifted up with a bend knee. Strangely enough, the only thing I saw was that his manhood was expanding. He seemed excited by this situation. His brother on the other hand, was still standing in the door, but a little less challenging. He actually looked ... defeated. Suddenly he had that look on his face of a kid that was caught with his hand in the cookie-jar. I looked at his handsome face and started to see some resemblance between him and Clive. But I also noticed that his look was almost timid. That man, who was so sure of himself last night, seemed not to know how to behave. He seemed so uncertain of himself and it looked like he was doubting between staying here or run away. So, without thinking twice I said:

• Why don't we all go back to the terrace, have a drink and talk about all this. It seems you two have a lot in common and a lot of unspoken feelings to share.

I got out of bed, taking first Clive's hand to drag him with me and when reaching the door I grabbed the pool man's hand and dragged him along. We went to the terrace and I brought out some drinks. Both brothers looked a little uncomfortable, probably because one was completely naked and the other one fully clothed. As the sun was giving his absolute best, I suggested a dive in the pool. After a moment of hesitation, pool man was out of his clothes and was the first one in the water. We played around and swam some laps and I could actually feel the tension of before fading away. Both brothers were now genuinely smiling at each other. It was a nice sight.

I felt like I should leave those two alone for a moment. They had quite some things to talk about and I didn't want to be interfering. So, I pretended to have to make a phone call and went into the house, leaving them on their own. Of curse I had nobody to call and wondered what to do while they settled their problems. I could hear them talking but without understanding them. From time to time I heard a hearty laugh and I felt good about it. As Clive and I had dozed off I suddenly realized it was almost dinnertime. Although I had sworn not to cook during my holiday, I decided to look in the fridge if anything was worth cooking. I was sure they would accept an invitation for dinner and as I am not that bad in the kitchen, even if I say so myself, I decided to let my imagination do its miracle. You see, that's my way of cooking : looking in the fridge what's available and put something together. My friends were always quite happy when I was doing that.

I concentrated on my cooking and didn't hear the brothers come in. They came and stood each of them at my side, Clive on the right and pool man on the left. They wrapped their arms around me and kissed me. First on the cheek and than Clive turned my head toward him and kissed me full on the lips, letting his tongue explore my mouth. Soon enough I felt pool man's hand on my chin, forcing to stop the kiss with his brother and have one of his own. When his lips left mine, he looked at me and had a wonderful smile on his face. I looked at Clive and he was just the same: all smiling. I told them to look for plates and cutlery and dress the table and that I would be out in a minute with the food. They started to open all the cupboards and drawers and set a fine table just as I arrived with the food. I served them both before serving myself and in an instant the only thing you can hear was the cutlery on the plates. The food was gone before I realized it and Clive had all the plates in the dishwasher in no time. Pool man and I were sitting at the terrace table and talking about nothing in particular. As soon as Clive was back he took my hand in his and so did Clive. Pool man started to talk:

• Thank you, for being who you are and not freaking out on us. Thanks to you we finally have talked and I guess we will understand each other a lot more in the future.

I felt my eyes were moistening e little too quickly. Yes, I know, I get emotional far too much and far too easily. I really liked these guys. I could easily fall for them big time, but I knew I was here only for a short period of time and that I soon would have to go back to the real world. That would not be an easy thing to do when departure day would be there. We all tree went on talking and have a really good time while the sun was setting down. The lights in the garden and the swimming pool went on and the settings were almost idyllic. We welcomed a cool breeze from the ocean and the subtle music of the wind in the leaves of the threes was enchanting.

Involuntarily I yawned and the brothers looked up at me.

• Tired? they asked.

• Well, it was kind of an exhausting day and I really didn't sleep that much last night, I said looking at both with a smile.

• Do you want us to tuck you in, give you a goodnight kiss and disappear? Pool man asked.

I looked at the two of them and had a smirk on my face.

• Or do you prefer us to tuck you in, give you a little more than a goodnight kiss and saty the night? Clive asked.

• I thought you would never ask! I said.

We were in the bedroom in no time. As we were naked we didn't have to loose the time taking any clothes off. I dropped in the middle of the bed and the brothers joined me. I knew right then that this night, again, I would not sleep a lot, but I didn't care. It was holiday and I had never hoped to have such good company.

They both started to kiss me, one at the time, and then they surprised me as they started to kiss one another. I was in awe. It was so beautiful to see them kiss and really get in to it. They kissed for the longest time and I could feel there was a bond creating itself between those two. I was feeling like intruding on this bond. I felt out of place. They apparently had to catch up quite some time of hidden feelings for each other. I didn't dare to move because I thought it would break the spell. Nonetheless, as they were kissing, their hands didn't stay still and they included me in their game. If one was playing with my nipples, the other would stroke my cock and feel my balls while I was stroking two firm and hard cocks. They broke the kiss and looked at me and at the same time they looked for a kiss with me, what ended in a three-way kiss. Tongues were dueling for supremacy and meanwhile they pressed their bodies closer to mine. It seemed to be this holiday got better by the day, or night would be more correct.

Clive was the first one to break the kiss and to travel down, liking as well my nipples as his brother's. Following both treasure trails he reached our crotches that were pressed together. Our cocks were rubbing against each other and Clive took the opportunity to swallow them both in his mouth. The feeling was fantastic. I felt pool man's cock rub against mine while both were in the moist warmth of Clive's mouth. Pool man was gasping for air while I felt electric shocks travelling through my body. Our mouth met again and the kissing grew even more than passionate. We were clinging to each other as if our lives depended on it. All the feelings were mixing and getting to my system. I felt more alive than I had ever before. I wanted this never to end. One thing was sure: this was not only sex, this was more. There was a real connection between the three of us. We were not having sex, we were making love. Pool man as well broke the kiss and went down on me. He joined his brother in my crotch and both were servicing me with their expert tongues. I don't think pool man's first idea was to suck my dick. His need was to be where his brother was, doing the things his brother did and at the same time kissing him as much as he could. Who was I to complain? Indeed. These guys were giving me the time of my life. Every kiss was pure electricity, every caress a real massage, every tongue bath better than any SPA. As they were really synchronized they started to go down even more and suck and lick on my sensitive sport between my balls and my ass. Soon enough I felt to tongues licking at my rosebud and I cried out loud. This was really too much for me. I ejaculated with such strength that I hit my face, my chin, my throat, my chest. Clive looked up at me and smiled and went back to his ministrations that his brother had not stopped. They were bot working on my ass with an unnatural frenzy. Tongues and fingers worked in unison. I didn't know what I felt first or last. It was such a mix of emotions and sensations. They licked and sucked and I felt to different fingers entering me. One was of the pool man and the other one was Clive's. He reached out for the lube that was on the nightstand and squirted a nice amount on his fingers. As he lubed me up so well, pool man's fingers slid in even easier. They were both tantalizing my prostate and I felt as I was able to shoot there and then again. But they had other ideas.

Pool man lied down on his back, asking me to straddle him and let his dick entering me. I was in such an overload of sensations that I didn't hesitate one second. Thanks to the lube, he entered me quite easily and I felt his pubes tickle my ass cheeks. He didn't move, but I sensed that his brother was kneeling between our legs. They didn't have to talk, they understood each other and before I realized what was happening, Clive pushed his cock between my cheeks.

OMG!

I was suddenly aware of what was happening. My ass was going to open enough to receive two cocks! For just a moment I tensed and my ass muscles responded in a natural way: they closed the entrance. As pool man sensed it he drew me closer to him and started to kiss me with newfound strength. Meanwhile, Clive started to kiss my neck and nibble on my earlobes. I relaxed in their arms and even more by the way they were treating me. It was heaven and before I could think about what was to happen I felt Clive's pubes tickle my ass cheeks as well. Oh my ... ! They were both deeply penetrating me and I just loved it. Bit by bit they both started to move in an inside-out movement. I felt so full and even more fulfilled. I just loved the feeling of two cocks up my ass, moving in perfect synchrony. I couldn't believe these two had never fucked together as they were in such harmony of what they were doing. When Clive accelerated his speed, pool man was doing the same and it just felt as one huge cock inside of me. But the most sensational feeling was when one was going in while the other was coming out. I couldn't believe the feelings I felt and surprisingly, after having come more times than ever in 24 hours, my cock was rock hard and about to explode once more. It was more than any human being could bear: two cocks in my ass, one tongue in my mouth and the other one in my ear and four hands caressing my body as if it was the most valuable jewel in the world.

Moans and groans and growls were mixed up with ragged breathing and Ohhh's and Ahhh's. I didn't think I would be able to come once more, but as I sensed Clive thrusting quite deep in me and one of the cocks (I don't know which one) start to spurt in my bowels, my body released one more powerful ejaculation. I arched my back and Clive took the opportunity to thrust even deeper inside of me, depositing his semen in me once more. I collapsed in the pool man's arms and felt Clive collapse on top of me. We were sweating like never before and it helped a lot to glide one over the other. I had two wonderful loads in me, and my own semen was pressed between my belly and the pool man's. But nature took over and the cocks deflated. Clive was the first to leave my hole and soon after that the pool man's left me empty.

In the afterglow of marvelous lovemaking we kept on kissing and touching each other. It was as if we couldn't get enough. It was like we wanted to go on and on and on. I was to spend to go on. I needed sleep and I actually felt my eyelids grow really heavy. I slipped off of pool man and Clive spooned behind me. That's the way we fell asleep.

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