Mike and Martin by Mike Austin
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III.
Having played Saturday at length, they showered, dressed, had breakfast then Martin headed out. They agreed to a repeat soon and perhaps add Jeremy to the mix? Mike watched Martin's fine ass as he left and must admit, groped his dick. Then he flashed back to those shirtless studs in the yard yesterday and replayed some of the Friday night dick action. He couldn't help but grip his dick and go beat off. After emails and a few phone calls of thanks for the party again, Mike was going over the week's calendar and had forgotten that his ex was coming to town for a visit the following weekend. Rick was a general contractor who'd been bought out by a major firm, and had been relocated to the Denver building market for over a year. They'd agreed to remain in touch and play as often as possible, but were both realists and knew a long distance partnering wasn't possible to maintain. Still, Rick's fat dick was inviting!!!
Mike stopped relaying the story to me, and so continues his story to you as a first person narrative.
The week flew by and suddenly it was Friday again. I heard the garage door going up and looked out the kitchen window to see Rick in the rental truck he'd picked up at the airport. He climbed out, and showed off his big pecs and biceps. I knew the other treat would be packed in a pair of tight jeans between his thighs, still obscured by my SUV in the garage. Once in the kitchen, Rick grabbed me, hugged me and kissed me deeply, snugging up close to me in that usual bear hug stance. Never one to shy away from a big crotch, I shoved mine against his and felt that thick mound throb through his jeans in response. In no time, Rick had me on my knees mouthing his bulge, gnawing the package through his jeans and moaning loudly like the dick-craved slut I am. I was crazed for that fat dick and unbuckled his belt, tugged open his fly, jerked down the jock and lapped the large bulb-head. Rick's strong hands massaged my neck, shoulders and finally took my head and began the skullfuck as eager as ever. My gulping sounds echoed in the kitchen and soon felt that long cock push the dickhead deeply in my throat. Gripping my neck with one hand and the other groping my throat, Rick took control and rammed deep and thudded his crotch against my face. My throat vibrations stirred Rick to an even more rapid pace. He backed me against a kitchen cabinet and power fucked my face until he roared flooding my throat with his ball gravy. Once complete, he tugged out, dick smacked my face and grinned, hoisted me upright under my pits and gave me another deep kiss, then led me to the gang shower where we made out for a long while. "How bout pizza from Fuzzy's" Rick posed? I nodded affirmative and walking to his bag, hauled out his cell and ordered the 12" New York 4 topping for delivery. The 30 minute wait gave us time to recap our lives and schedules and long weekend plans. I opened another bottle bubbly when the pizza arrived and we ate, laughed finished the champagne and agreed to hit a bar for a bit before returning home. I did miss that big dick, and even the prospect of Juan's didn't diminish that lust. We fucked like animals that night and woke exhausted but satisfied Saturday morning. Rick power fucks as good as he feeds dick to hungry cocksuckers.
After breakfast, we drove around, took in another bar for bloody Mary's, then hit the store for a few groceries; a mundane but a cruisy adventure for sure. I never tired of being "the guy with Rick". It was a real treat to be part of his coupling. We went by his brother's place and got in a good visit with him and his lover before the four of us headed out for a late lunch. We hit Sam's Cafe overlooking the lake, which ate up the rest of the afternoon and after far too many drinks and a fine seafood dinner, we made our way back to the bro's house, dropped them off and headed back home. Rick commanded the truck with ease, even given his numerous "beverages". We grabbed a quick shower then settled in for some tv, then porn then live sex; always my favorite way to end the day. Our 69 that night was outstanding and we teased each other with near-cumming events then gripped off the orgasm before beginning again. That ebb and flow lasted well over two hours until I couldn't withstand the workout and had to get off. Rick was ready as well and the volume and intensity of our cum volleys was exhausting. We fell asleep soon after and only woke about 4a.m. with both of us needing to pee. I'd forgotten how easy it is to snuggle with Rick.
Sunday was a relaxed day. We got up, fixed breakfast and sat around really doing nothing as Rick began his recap of a guy he'd met and went on to add that they'd become a bit serious, but didn't know where it might lead. Again, we're not pining over each other and I was genuinely happy he'd found a guy in Denver he enjoyed and perhaps may lead to something more. He asked about my situation and whether I'd connected with anyone on a serious level, and I admitted to just playing the field. I didn't go into my frequent stops at the ABS or lust for my new yard man and nephew; but did tell more about Jeremy, the liquor store clerk. Rick grew interested in meeting Jeremy and asked about inviting him over for a three-way. I then added Martin to the recent sexcapades and Rick suggested we invite him over as well and maybe do a late lunch. My calls to both guys got avid agreement and both arrived at 2p.m. as planned. Rick was grilling teriyaki chicken breasts as I prepped sweet potato fries in the oven. Martin suggested he bring cheesecake for dessert and Jeremy provided more of the bubbly, which by now had become his trademark- along with that long dick and big head. The meal done, we made our way to the den, big screen and porn.
I knew Martin would head for Rick's dick asap and did; dropping to the floor between those furry thighs and hauling that fat cock out, then slowly licking and deepthroating the beast. I directed my attention to Jeremy and had him naked in a flash. He stood at the edge of the Mies day bed and fed me slowly at first then ramped up his throat fuck, until he gripped his glutes tightly and poured cum down my throat. Drained, he stepped back, claimed a need to pee and when returned, was ready for another session. I was only too happy to help out. Martin was moaning and taking Rick's load. When done, Rick left to pee and when he returned, found Martin pounding Jeremy's face, driving that long 9" cock down the young stud's throat. Rick wasted no time, rubbered up and lubed Jeremy's ass then drove in deeply as he and Martin spit roasted the studly Jeremy. I was content to slow stroke and enjoy the live sex playing out before me. I lost count of the numbers of cum we each enjoyed, but by 9p.m. Martin and Jeremy were done they claimed and I was on edge. Rick had blasted so many loads from that monster cock, that he was sore. What a way to celebrate Sunday. When the guys left, I had a hot tub soak suggestion which Rick agreed to as well. We sipped glasses of wine until about 10 then hit the sack FOR SLEEP. It was about 1:00 a.m. when Rick nudged me and wanted more sex. I crawled under the covers, swallowed that thick dick and gave head like a pro until he'd drained another load from his balls, before we both fell back asleep.
Monday came a bit too early but Rick had time to fix us his famous French Toast and I did bacon, then he packed and headed to the airport by 10 for a noon flight. My day settled down after he'd gone; a bit reflective and yet, craving cock all over again. As they say, "the more you get, the more you want". Rick called just as they were boarding to thank me for the weekend and I headed to the ABS down the street.