John, Jeff, Mike and Pete, the Next Day

Early the next morning, while sipping my second cup of freshly ground Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee, I decided to call Mike and Pete. Jeff and I were still talking about last nights episode with our now favorite Canadians. We both decided we wanted more. Maybe some hot ass play. We thought maybe a trip to the beach might be a fun. Then maybe bring them back to the house for a cook out. I picked up the phone and called.

“Hey, Mike, John here. How’s it going, buddy?” I asked.

“Very good, sexy man. And you?” he replied with his sexy as hell French Canadian accent.

“Great! Hey, Jeff and I wanted to know if you guys wanted to go to the beach with us. We’ll be happy to pick you up. And, we’d like to come back to the house after, grill some steaks and chill. Sound good?” I asked.

“Hey, that sounds really fun! We’ll be ready whenever you are.” he answered.

“Ok, we’ll pick you up in an hour outside your hotel. See you soon, buddy!” I informed him.

I told Jeff the plans. Cool, said my man of very few words. I asked him if he could run to the grocery store to pick up some nice T-bones and I’d get our gear ready for the beach. We were going to another one of our favorite beaches, this one south of us but only about 30 minutes away. It was a state park, so, very natural and long stretches of virtually deserted beaches (except on the weekends). There were no high dunes here but a very dense jungle and creek behind the beach. Long trails snaked through the woods and cruising and outdoor gay sex were common (if you could stand the mosquitoes). Plus, it was also pretty. Orchids and air plants in the trees and raccoons, rabbits and many types of reptiles could be seen.

I packed a big umbrella, blankets and towels. I also put together a light lunch, mainly fruit and cheese and a few beers (Stella, of course). I remembered Mike and Pete both liked beer, as do we. 

Last, what to wear? The beach was not a nude beach and clothing was not an option. But I decided on a small and (I thought) sexy black Speedo. I knew Jeff would wear his favorite boxer cut, which I thought looked amazing on him. He had cut out the lining so his bulge was very pronounced. Hot as hell! I grabbed a T-shirt and sandals and we were ready to go. 

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Mike and Pete were out in front of their hotel when we pulled up. They looked really sexy, both wearing cut-off denim shorts and tank tops. Fuck, they look amazing, I thought, and I felt my cock throb a couple times in my suit. I’m pretty sure they both must have worked out this morning because they looked more pumped than last night. 

My sexy Subaru Outback!

They jumped in the backseat of our Subaru Outback and said “Bon jour, mon amis!” Mike leaned over and kissed both of us and then Pete did the same. Small pecks on the cheek but it was sweet. Plus, they both smelled terrific. Very masculine scent, musky and woodsy. Probably deodorant. Well, I’d make sure to wash that off in the ocean. I wanted to smell their real scent. 

We told them where we were going and what we had planned for the day. They both loved the ideas and said how grateful they were to us for including them in our day. Are they kidding? Both Jeff and I couldn’t wait to see them naked again! Just the thought of that got my dick rocking again (I get hard all the time over anything). Jeff noticed and reached over and squeezed my bulge and blew me a kiss.

We chatted on the short drive to the beach, mostly about what it was like to live here as opposed to Canada. They were interested in maybe buying a winter home here. That would be awesome, I thought. Jeff and I love friends with benefits, especially couples. Especially this couple. I hoped at some time they’d get to meet our neighbors. The thought of six of us together was jack off fantasies!

 (Maybe a long-time coming, short side note here. We have received emails from readers who wonder how we can “cheat” on the person we love? Some readers can’t understand how we can “share” each other with another person. Jeff and I have discussed this many times and decided we are not cheating if we are together with the person or persons we’re having sex with. So, if it’s another person or a couple or an orgy (which we haven’t done yet) as long as we play together, it’s not a problem. While Jeff is everything I ever want or need, I can’t help admiring and desiring an attractive man when I see him. If Jeff or I fucked someone without either of us knowing about it, that would be a problem.)

We arrived about 30 minutes later and parked in the lot. Absolutely no other cars were around. Maybe because it was mid week, I don’t know, but I’d never seen the beach deserted before. We gathered our gear and headed out. To get to the beach, it’s necessary to walk through a small creek, maybe 100’ wide. At high tide, it can be waist deep. It’s called Whiskey Creek for a reason. It really is the color of scotch whiskey but clear and inviting. Before we walked across, Mike and Pete stripped off their shorts. My mouth dropped when I saw they were wearing thongs, Mike’s, red and Pete’s, blue. Both of their tight hard ass cheeks were exposed and almost glowed in the sunlight. We’d have to put lots of sunscreen on those. I’d be first to volunteer!

“Fuck, guys, those are awesome swimsuits!” Jeff said and slapped Pete lightly on his ass. Then rubbed it when he saw he’d left a hand print.

“Shit, Pete, I’m sorry!” 

“Ok, buddy. Do the other one,” he laughed and bent over. Whack!! Now both were pink.

We all laughed and splashed each other before we got to the other side. A large school of mullet swam by, dividing into two schools as they swan through us. The Canadians watched in amazement as the fish swam by and giggled when a few bumped their legs. Their beautiful muscled glowed in the sunlight and of course, I felt my cock stir. Jeff came behind me and gave me a bear hug, grinding his hardening crotch against my ass. He reached down and grabbed a handful of my dick and squeezed. I leaned back against his furry chest and abs so I could kiss him over my shoulder.

Once we got out of the water, we still had to trek through the jungle before we emerged on to the beach. It was dense and damp as we walked slowly, me playing nature guide, pointing out orchids and small colorful Florida tree snails. We broke through and the view was incredible. The sea was calm and flat, the water clear and turquoise. Tiny waves lapped the shoreline. I looked up and down the beach and saw no one. Totally deserted, except for the four of us.

Beautiful beach and day!

We didn’t have to walk far before we found the perfect spot. Someone had dug a large indentation in the sand. This would give us some protection from the wind and also give us some privacy. Not that we needed either at the moment. We spread out the blanket and opened the umbrella (it was huge, Jeff insisted on the big one). The shadow from the umbrella almost covered the entire blanket. We all removed our shirts and shorts and then decided to get wet again. 

We walked to the water, me last, so I could admire the three studs in front of me. Mike and Pete’s ass were amazing to look at as they walked, each cheek almost bouncing. Jeff hung back so he could also admire the view. He turned and looked at me, then stuck his middle finger in his mouth and sucked. A gesture I understood perfectly. We were gonna fuck these dudes today, for sure!

The sun was warm

The water was warm and we dove in, swimming out a ways. The water was so clear you could see your toes. Small fish swam by, stopping to inspect us, then continuing along. The sun was bright and warm, as we splashed and horsed around. Jeff climbed onto my shoulders and Pete got on Mike’s, so we could wrestle. I could feel Jeff’s cock grind against my neck. I wished he was naked so I could feel his warm flesh. We got closer and Jeff and Pete grabbed each other to try and topple the other. As we got really close, I looked into Mike’s eyes and then pulled him closer and kissed him lightly. I felt both his arms go around my back and he pulled me into a tight bear hug. I realized there was no movement above me and could see that Jeff and Pete were also embracing and kissing. I could feel Jeff’s cock hardening against my neck, achieving full boner in seconds. I held Mike’s face and kissed him deeply, my tongue exploring his warm mouth. I let one of my hands explore Pete’s crotch, also grinding against Mike’s neck. Also totally boned. I pulled aside his suit and freed his hard-on. I could easily take his shaft into my mouth. As I began to lick the fat helmet shaped head I could see Mike was doing the same to Jeff. This was definitely something new. The two above kissed and moaned as we sucked their cocks. I reached underwater and felt Mike’s cock, as hard as steel and slowly stroked him. He did the same to my throbbing dick. 

I can feel Jeff’s boner!

“Fuck! Don’t cum yet guys!” I cried. I’m the bossy one, you guys know that, right? I wanted my dick in either Mike’s or Pete’s ass, I didn’t really care. Both were incredible. Before they could reply, I threw Jeff off my shoulders and into the sea. He came up laughing and Mike did the same to Pete. We all hugged and did a little tongue play, rubbing and groping with each other’s cocks. Both Mike’s and Pete’s thongs had been removed and were hanging wetly around their necks, as we started back towards the beach.

Playtime

Again, Jeff and I hung back so we could watch the Canadian studs emerge from the water. What a sight. Beads of water clung to both cheeks, sparkling in the sun. Mike’s ass was hairier than Pete’s but was a golden blonde color. Pete’s was darker and denser in the crack between his cheeks. When we got to knee depth, I asked them to stop. I came up behind Mike and dropped to my knees. I grabbed both of his ass cheeks and spread them apart so I could lick his hole. The heat inside his meaty ass crack was intense and as he bent over I was able to reach his pink hole. He spread his legs further apart and I was able to plant my entire face between his cheeks. My tongue invaded his hot, and it was really hot, sweet puckered and tight asshole. He groaned loudly when my tongue sank deeper inside and he pushed back onto my wet tongue. Jeff and Pete were mimicking what we were doing. It was like looking in a mirror. Mike’s hole tasted like seawater and suntan lotion, the small golden hairs tickling my nose.

His hole tasted like seawater and suntan lotion

We moved a few feet forward and the Canadians collapsed on the beach, just above the shoreline, side by side, on their stomachs. I knelt between his spread legs, pushing his cheeks even further apart and resumed eating the beautiful ass in front of me. I glanced over at Jeff and saw he was fingering Pete’s tight hairy hole with at least two of his fingers. Pete was on all fours and grunting loudly as Jeff finger fucked his ass. My face was buried between Mike’s ass as I licked and rimmed his salty hole. I raised my head and pulled Mike up on all fours too, his ass now sticking up in the air, cheeks spread widely apart. The sun shining on his pink hole, with drops of sea water clinging to the golden hairs, was incredibly hot and I licked the entire length of his crack. Over and over, the tip of my tongue devoured the center of his anus. I spit on his hole and then in my hand, spreading saliva on my pulsating cock. Holding my dick, I aimed my cock at his hole, placing the wet and shiny tip against it and pushed, sinking easily inside his waiting hole. Mike grunted and pushed back, opening his hole to my steel hard rod.

Jeff was also deep inside Pete’s hole and began fucking the hairy Canadian. Pete’s face was almost in the sand as he tried to elevate his ass as high as possible. Watching my lover fuck Pete’s beautiful ass was mind blowing. We were close enough that he could reach over and caress my face and kiss my panting lips. We both began pumping at the same time, matching our thrusts.

“Buddy, take it slow, make it last! Don’t cum too fast!” I told Jeff. He cums very quickly, I knew. He stopped thrusting, his dick buried entirely inside Pete. I usually take longer to shoot so I began pumping my shaft in and out, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Each thrust pushed as deep as I could get, pulled out to the ridge of my fat cock head and then rammed back inside. Repeatedly, I fucked Mike’s hole as he cried out in pleasure.

“Fuck me, fuck my hole! Oh shit, fuck yeah, fuck me!” Mike yelled. Very vocal, I thought. I love hearing a stud beg me to fuck him. Jeff had begun his thrusting again, matching my rhythm. 

“Hey, babe, let’s try and cum together, at the same time! We can do it!” I said.

“I can bust whenever you say, John. Tell me when,” he replied quickly.

“Ok, I’m close. Let’s do it! Fuck, I’m gonna shoot!!!” I grunted and began filling Mike’s hole with hot cum. I rammed it as deep as I could and just pumped my entire load inside him! 

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum too!” Jeff yelled at almost the same time and he also rammed his cock deeply in Pete’s hole and unloaded his hot creamy sperm inside him. I would have loved to have seen how much he shot. I was pretty sure it was massive, as usual. 

Hot asses

We all collapsed on the wet sand and lay spread eagle so the tiny waves tickled our balls. The sun felt amazing on our bodies. I was caught in an amazing euphoric, after cumming, glow. I rested my head on Mike’s hairy belly and licked his hard fat cock, sucking his dick head into my mouth. Without warning, my mouth was suddenly filled with a load of hot cream as Mike came in my mouth. Shot after shot of cum exploded as I swallowed the sweet juice. I deep throated his cock and sucked the remaining cum out of his plump balls. 

“Fuck, buddy, amazing. No warning! Nice surprise!” I told him and winked.

I looked over to where Jeff and Pete were and watched in amazement as Jeff began lowering himself onto Pete’s throbbing dick. In an instant he had impaled himself; Pete’s cock totally buried inside him. He began raising and lowering his ass, fucking himself with Pete’s massive dick. I rested my head on Mike’s furry chest and we both watched as our lovers fucked. It was so amazing. (Much better than porn. It was like porn in 3-D). Jeff was panting now, so was Pete. 

“Fuckkkkkkk I’m cumming!” Pete yelled and Jeff bent over further and took Pete’s load up his ass. With each thrust, Pete would grunt. He must have erupted at least 7 or 8 times before he stopped thrusting his cock into Jeff’s hole. Jeff collapsed on top on Pete as his dick slowly slid out of him, followed by drops of white cum. I reached over and played with the still warm drops and then stuck my fingers in Mike’s mouth. He sucked his lover’s drops of cum eagerly off my fingers. 

“Damn, guys, incredible!” I moaned. We slowly helped each other up off the sand, our arms around each other. We’d just formed a tight bond and didn’t want to break it any time soon. We walked to the blanked and collapsed, our arms and legs entwined and dozed off.

(We ain’t done yet. We still got some meat to eat! Part three cumming soon!)