A Chance Encounter

As we fell on the bed I took control, rolling on top of him and holding him down with my hands. I spent a long time nibbling and biting him gently all over his shoulders, neck and face before kissing him forcefully on the lips and raping his mouth with my tongue. He was no push over though and matched me kiss for kiss, but I had the advantage as I was on top. Deciding that I had ravaged his mouth enough for the time being I kissed my way down his body, tweaking his nipples, biting his tummy and trailing my tongue along his hair line. When I got to his cock I took it into my mouth without hesitation, licking and slurping my way around it and down the shaft. When it was covered in saliva I took a deep breath and slowly swallowed it until my nose was buried in his pubes and my chin rested on his tightened balls. I slowly started to fuck myself on his cock carefully timing my breathing so as not to gag as his cock repeatedly pushed its way down my throat. His hands rested lightly on my head preventing me from removing his cock from my mouth (not that I had any intention on doing so). As I felt him begin to tense up and his cock swell I pulled myself off until just his cockhead was in my mouth ready to catch the impending explosion. I didn’t have long to wait, for as he made that familiar keening cry his jism erupted into my mouth, spurt after spurt, somehow I managed to overcome the reflex action of swallowing and held it there until he had subsided.

Bracing myself with knees out spread I put my hands under Gary’s thighs and pushed them up and back towards his stomach, raising his hips at the same time. That guy is quick on the uptake, as I did so he wrapped his arms round behind his knees giving me easier access to his arse. It was a sight to behold indeed! Brown suntanned cheeks gave way to a delicate white crack and a tiny pink anus which puckered and winked at me in time to his breathing and shifts in body weight. Placing my hands either side of his hips for support I lowered my face until it was buried in his crack and my mouth centred on his hole. I spent the next five minutes carefully licking, probing and teasing the hole all the while I was slowly pushing his jism into and all round it to act as a readymade lubricant. Finally when I just had a little bit left in my mouth I spat it out into my hand, smeared it onto my engorged cock and the placed the tip of it to the puckered hole. Having assessed that he would be on the tight side for me I took my time to slowly apply sufficient pressure to allow me to push past his sphincter but no further. As the head popped inside his ring clamped down hard on my shaft and he groaned to himself. Looking up at him in concern I noted the pained expression on his face.

“Are you okay?” I asked “Do you want me to pull out?”

“No. No way!” He exclaimed “You’re bigger than what I’m used to that’s all, just give me a minute to adjust and I’ll be fine. I’ve been waiting for this fuck for sooooo long it’s unreal. There’s no way you’re leaving my hole until you’ve whitewashed my insides, I can tell you that much.”

I remained stationery as I waited for him to accommodate the intrusion, slowly I felt him relax his grip on my shaft and his frown became a smile. At his point I allowed myself to slide further into him until half my cock was buried, glancing down at him I asked again if he was okay. He nodded so I pushed on in until I was fully inside and could go no further. I sank down between his outspread legs until our stomachs were touching, I felt his legs wrap themselves round the small of my back and at the same his arms linked behind my shoulders and pulled me closer to him until we face to face. This time as I started to fuck him he took the lead in kissing and drove me wild with his tonguing techniques. I think it’s fair to say that we were both in heaven at this point, certainly if our grunts and groans were anything to go by – I just hope my neighbour underneath couldn’t hear anything! As my thrusts got harder and faster Gary abandoned himself to the fucking, rolling his head from side to side and letting go of my shoulders, however his legs kept hold of me ensuring that he had as much of me inside him as possible. On and on I pounded his arse until predictably I could not hold back any longer, with a loud groan and a shudder I came with pulse after pulse of jism shooting up his rectum. Exhausted I collapsed on top of him, still inside, trying to get my breath back.

“Thank you” Gary whispered in my ear.

“No need to thank me” I eventually replied “Not when the pleasure was all mine.”

“The pleasure wasn’t all yours Luke, I had a ball of a time too you know, just look down between us, you’ll see that I have come for a second time without even touching myself. I have only have that pleasure once or twice before.”

“Aw shucks, I’m all embarrassed now!” I said “Can I say something which I hope won’t embarrass you?”

“Fire away, I can’t exactly refuse in this position can I?”

“I know we both have an active sex life and enjoy getting as much as we can – right?” I asked hesitating to make my point.

“Yep, that’s right.”

“Well, it’s been a long time since I’ve had repeated sex with guy that I have enjoyed as much and still wanted more as I have had with you. Does that make sense? I know we are going to take it step by step and see how things go, but even if we don’t become lifelong partners can we still remain fuck buddies because you are so damned hot!” I finished off laughing a little embarrassed myself.

“Oh Luke, you are exactly what I have been searching for all my adult life do you know that? There’s absolutely no way I am ever going to let go of you, never! I don’t think either of us can be monogamous and that’s not what I am asking for but I do know that you’re the only person that I have ever loved or am ever likely to. You had better get used to the idea of having me in your life from now on.” He announced emphatically.

I could think of nothing to say in response but my actions spoke louder than words as I gave him a big long hug before drifting off to sleep.

CHAPTER 4

I woke the following morning slowly and reluctantly, unwilling to leave my peaceful slumber. I lay there for several minutes getting my bearings and trying to work out what had woken me in the first place. Ah I thought I had gone to bed with Gary last night but now I am alone, where is he? Can’t hear noises from the bathroom, I hope he hasn’t done a runner my heart skipped a beat at the thought. No, I can hear noises coming from the kitchen and if I’m not mistaken I can smell coffee too. I smiled to myself at the thought.

“Morning sleepyhead!” Gary called from the doorway as he brought in a tray of two mugs of coffee and a large stack of toast. “I didn’t think you were ever going to wake up after last night’s exercises.”

Sitting up, still a little sleepy I smiled warmly at him before taking one of the offered mugs. Sipping the hot drink slowly I savoured this domestic moment which for so long had been missing in my life before responding.

“Ah thanks, that coffee is just right and as for the toast, delicious!” I commented in between mouthfuls of toast, I didn’t realise how hungry I was until the smell of toast had hit my nostrils.

“So what do we have planned for today then?” Gary asked sipping on his coffee.

“I’ve promised Mel that I would fly by her this morning, I have no choice otherwise she will hound me until I have given her a run down on how our date went. She is just itching to meet you, ever since Emma let slip that she knew you from school. You will of course be expected to be in attendance and share the grilling with me. Then once we’ve had a coffee and been there for a respectable length of time the day is ours to do what we want. Do you have anything you want to do?” I asked.

“I will need to go home to get a change of clothes at some point and show you my little pad, but otherwise I am easy - so to speak” he replied finishing off the last of the toast.

With that settled we spent the next half an hour freshening ourselves up, getting dressed and tidying my flat up ready for when I or we come home. With that sorted we made our way to my car which was parked a couple of streets away (there’s no dedicated parking available where I live) and I drove over to Mel’s in St. Ives.

Knocking on her front door I had butterflies fluttering around in my stomach, I hadn’t felt this nervous since I decided to come out to her when I left university. That had been a huge anticlimax as she had declared that she had known for years and wondered what had taken so long for me to spit it out before giving the biggest of hugs as only sisters can do. Hopefully it would be as straightforward this time when I introduced Gary to her.

I needn’t have worried about Mel; it was her offspring that gave us the hardest time! Having made introductions all round, done the cheek kissing and hand shaking we made our way into the kitchen and had our second coffee of the day sitting around the large circular kitchen table. At Emma’s and Mel’s insistence we gave a blow by blow account of our meal at the restaurant and then drinks in the pub. The only negative comment Mel made was when Clive’s name was mentioned and all she said was to watch myself, he was a wrong ‘un as far as she was concerned. Cayden listened to the whole conversation in silence looking from one adult to another in turn until finally he blurted out.

“Uncle Luke. Now that you and Gary are boyfriends, can I be your best man when you get married?” he asked deadly serious.

Gary and I looked at one another and then at Mel before bursting out laughing. Gary was the first one to get his breath back so he replied for the both of us.

“Cayden, it’s a little soon to be talking of marriage but yes, if or when we announce that we are going to get married then you will get first refusal of being best man. Is that okay with you?” he said keeping a straight face.

Cayden solemnly nodded before grinning in triumph at Laura who stuck her tongue out at him.

“Kids!” Mel said loudly “I am sure and Uncle Luke and Gary will have special roles for all of you when the time is right. Okay, how do you fancy going out to play? Good, vamoosh!”

Once the kids were safely out of earshot, she leaned over the table and whispered in a conspiratorial tone “Well, tell me, did you two do it last night or is it no sex before marriage?”

“Mel! I can’t believe you just said that and I for one am not going to answer that question, your sordid imagination will just have to suffice.....” I told her in mock aghast tone.

“You must have, I know what a tart you are Luke. You can’t keep your boxers on long enough to get them dirty, in fact I suspect you go commando for easier access!” She said laughing at her own joke.

Gary found it amusing and joined in by saying “You know him so well.”

“Right folks” I said all haughtily “I’m not staying here to have my good reputation dragged through the mud, come on Gary we have places to go and people to meet. Bye sis and thanks for the coffee. Before we go is there anything we can do?”

“No you’re fine Luke, off you two go and enjoy yourselves, don’t you worry about little old me. Oh yes, there is one thing. If you should come across a handsome single man who isn’t gay send him my way and see if he can do something about my squeaky old box!”

As we drove out of St Ives and towards Lelant Gary admitted that he liked Mel and that they seemed to gel okay. He also recognised Emma as being a pupil he sometimes taught in school and he seemed to think that she enjoyed the classes. I was pleased to hear this information as it would make life so much easier for me if the two most important people in my life get on.

Following Gary’s directions I left the A3074 main road and headed off down a minor country road travelling vaguely down towards the estuary. The road was narrow and windy meaning that I had to concentrate intently on the road ahead so I took nothing of the scenery or landmarks around me. Abruptly Gary announced that we had arrived; in front of me was a pair of large brick pillars supporting large wrought iron gates and a key entry pad. On each pillar was a plaque with the name “Rivans Croft” etched into it. Gary hopped out of the car typed in his code and as the gates swung open he hopped back in. This time I drove slowly up the gravel driveway taking in as much as possible. The road swung behind concealing hedging to reveal tennis courts, a walled garden and then the house itself. I had seen the rear of the house on my first visit but now I was seeing it from the front. I could hear splashing and laughter from behind the walls which confused me as I had thought it was a garden and said so to Gary.

“You’re both right and wrong.” He responded “It used to be a garden but when Frances and Derek Rivans bought the house they converted the area into a private swimming pool for their twin sons Lawrence and Damien who showed potential in their swimming classes when they were younger. Now they were twenty two the swimming ambitions were a distant memory and the pool, now served a purely recreational purpose. It was a natural suntrap and allowed for outdoor swimming much earlier in the season than otherwise would be possible.”

As we swung into the car park which was big enough for six cars there was only an enormous Galaxy people carrier parked there. Sitting in my battered old Citroen I felt like a midget next to it.

“Ah, the voices we can hear must be Lawrence and Damien” Gary informed me “as Derek is still in the States on business and Frances is visiting her sister in Bath this weekend and won’t get back until tomorrow at the earliest. In that case this should be interesting, these two know how to party and aren’t in the least bit shy! I am sure that you will like them, they will be right up your street, and they have been up mine more than once....”

“Really?” I asked very intrigued by this admission. “What would mum and dad say about you having sex with their sons? It could get a bit sticky, if you’ll excuse the expression.”

“Nah, that won’t happen. They might be party animals but they’re clued up. One hint of not being 100% heterosexual alpha male and they can kiss goodbye to their substantial inheritance. They only come out to play when mum and dad are safely out of the way.” Gary replied clearly reminiscing about previous liaisons.

By now we had left the car behind and were making our way over to the walled area where the sound of splashing and laughter could still be heard. As we got to the gate Gary called out announcing that he was coming in and bringing a guest with him. Welcoming noises came back in response so he opened the gate and we went through to the pool area.

The sight that greeted me as I walked through was beautiful, the theme was Italian with marble nudes (both male and female) lining the walls interspersed with conical evergreens. At one end of the enclosure were six wooden sun beds with towels spread out on two of them. A five foot pathway bordered the pool itself, which by the look of it was Olympic in size, and appeared to have deep and shallow ends. The sources of the frivolity were at the moment busy churning their way doing the crawl from the far end towards us. Gary and I stood back a little so as not to get splashed, cowards eh? In less than a minute two visions of beauty stood before us grinning broadly. Having reached the edge of the pool the two swimmers quickly and elegantly climbed out; then stood up revealing themselves to be totally naked. I could see immediately that they were related but they were clearly not identical twins for Lawrence was ash blonde while Damien was strawberry blonde. Having said that facially they were very similar and their physiques were almost identical. At approximately six foot four inches tall, they had classic swimmers bodies. Broad shoulders, narrow waists, tight buns and muscular bodies, very little body hair other than trimmed pubes. They bounced around excitedly totally oblivious to their nakedness and the effects it was having on us.

Gary introduced me to them and we shook hands making small talk for several minutes about what we had been up to this morning. Then Damien shook his head and said

“Sorry guys, what poor hosts we are making, my apologies! Would you two like a drink, perhaps a cold beer or glass of wine?”

“I’d love a cold beer please” I said trying not to stare at his modest package.

“Me too” Gary said nodding his head.

“Right you are, I’ll be straight back” Damien informed us trotting off into the house. I could not help but stare at his pert buttocks as he disappeared.

Lawrence grinned saying to me “They are in good shape aren’t they?”

I simply nodded feeling a little embarrassed at my lack of subtlety and said so.

“Don’t be so silly, neither of us have any hang ups about our bodies. How can we when we spent so much time wearing only swimming trunks as adolescents? Anyway, don’t stand to attention. Why don’t you join us in the pool? It’s a lovely day and the water is warm.” Lawrence said in a remarkably authoritive tone.

“I would love to but I haven’t brought my trunks with me.” I replied, seeing the flaw in my argument as the words left my mouth.

“Well go naked like us then, we’re all men here after all. Come on, don’t be shy. Gary won’t be so why should you? Isn’t that right Gary?” He said looking over to him.

Gary didn’t need to answer, his actions spoke louder than words for he had already removed his shirt and muscle vest. As I watched he kicked off his flip flops and undid his jeans pushing them down quickly before stepping out of them leaving just his pants on. Looking over at me he encouraged me to do the same, we’ll enjoy ourselves he assured me. With nothing to lose except my dignity I followed suit and by the time Damien returned with four cans of cold beer both Gary and I were totally naked and enjoying the freedom that it brings.

“That’s better!” Damien announced putting the cans down and striding over to me. Without saying a word he explored my body with his hands leaving no part untouched. Last to be explored was my tackle and by now I was standing to attention much to Gary’s amusement.

“Gary, where on earth did you find this handsome and well built specimen? Why haven’t you brought him round here before?” exclaimed Damien.

Far from appearing jealous or offended Gary simply smiled and replied “He is gorgeous isn’t he? Not only that Damien; he’s all mine so don’t get any thoughts of poaching him!”

“I’m shocked that you should think that I would do such a thing.” Damien retorted.

I wasn’t sure if he was being serious or joking but either way I felt a little uncomfortable by all this attention so I took a step backward. I thanked Damien for his compliments; then glanced at Gary before diving into the now very inviting water. I heard a splash behind me and was very quickly caught up by Lawrence.

Easily keeping up with me he said “I sincerely apologise for my brother’s behaviour, he can be so forward and I hope that you haven’t been offended by his actions. As you have probably gathered by now when mother and father are away we totally relax and we take it for granted because Gary is so used to this.”

“Hey! No need to apologise. I’m not offended, just a little surprised, I’m not used to being spoken about as if I’m a piece of meat that’s all. Gary did warn me that you guys have a very relaxed attitude so no problems.”

“Good. I’m relieved, you seem too nice a guy to upset and if you’re a friend of Gary’s then you’re a friend of ours.”

“Thanks, that’s good to know.” I said more than a little relieved that things had been smoothed over between us.

By now we had reached the far end of the pool where the sun beds stood, in one graceful move Lawrence climbed out and sat on the side of the pool patting the space next to me indicating that I was to join him. Climbing out as smoothly I as I could I sat next to him feeling slightly chilly as I dried naturally in the breeze. Before long the sun had warmed me up again and I relaxed as we watched Damien and Gary fooling around in the shallow end and catching up with gossip. I caught out of the corner of my eye Lawrence studying my profile, glancing at him I asked him if he was alright.

“Absolutely, I can’t help but think I know you from somewhere. Never mind it will come back to me I’m sure. In the meantime I do have a favour to ask.” He said looking rather serious.

“Sure, ask away. I can’t promise that I will be able to help but I will do my best.” I replied wondering what I was about to be asked.

“Thanks. As you can see I’m fair skinned and I burn very easily, I would really appreciate it if you would rub the sun cream into my back if I do the front. I will warn you now that I am very particular and like attention paid to every inch of my body as I hate getting burnt.”

“It will be a pleasure; I am very good at applying sun cream and dealing with all those tender places that are hard to reach. Let’s get you on that sun bed and slap on the cream.” I said all business like.

Grinning in anticipation he jumped up, ran round the pool into the house before emerging moments later with a large bottle of sun lotion and another towel for me. Moments later he was smearing himself from head to toe all down his front with the factor 15 sun cream, when he was satisfied that he was completely covered he handed the bottle to me before laying face down on the sun bed. Pulling up another sun bed to sit on I drizzled the lotion onto his back, arms and legs before thoroughly massaging it in to his skin. I then put another load on, this time I smeared it on leaving it to soak in naturally. I then focused on the tender areas around his buttocks and inner thighs, as I massaged the cream in Lawrence spread his legs as wide as possible revealing his white crack and a puckered hole which to my eye did not look virginal in any shape or form.

As I smeared the cream along his crack I ‘accidentally’ slipped my finger into his hole, which met little resistance and before I knew it my finger was buried as far as it would go. I looked up in surprise but Lawrence showed little reaction to the insertion of my finger.

I asked him “Are you okay? How am I doing?”

“Fine, it all feels good so far. Why do you ask?” Lawrence replied looking over his shoulder at me.

“I think we may have a problem with applying the lotion to a particular area and the position you are in at present is making it harder for me. Would you mind assuming a different one?” I asked as professionally as possible, I had a goal in mind and as they say softly softly catchee monkey.

“Sure, anything if you think it will help.”

“What I need you to do is basically lay across my lap which will give me easier access.” I instructed him “That’s better” I continued as he complied to my request.

Now I could play with his hole easily and my hand and wrist was at the correct angle for insertion. As he settled himself down and spread his legs offering his anus to me again, I took hold of the sun lotion bottle and poured a large quantity of it onto his crack and hole. Putting it down on the floor I reinserted the finger using the lotion to grease his rectum and sphincter as I did so. As there had been no resistance I pulled the finger out and inserted two fingers in its place. They slid in easily and as I twirled the fingers around he gently moved his hips as if welcoming the intrusion. The two fingers were removed, this time three went in; yet again they slid in easily. Boy was this one loose arse it has seen plenty of the kind of action I like I thought. I pulled the fingers out and applied more lotion then gently inserted four fingers, this time a little more resistance was met but none that couldn’t be overcome. I spent several minutes massaging and stretching the ring until I felt it relax. From his erection pressing into my thigh I gathered Lawrence was enjoying the attention his hole was receiving.

“How is it going Luke? Are you any closer to sorting the problem of application for me?” he asked very innocently.

Mmm I thought, you know exactly what game we are playing, but keeping in character I simply replied “I’m very nearly there, I’ll let you know when I’m done.”

Reaching down for the lotion bottle I squeezed a generous amount into my hand and used it to lubricate the whole of it up to my wrist. I coned my hand tucking my thumb in behind my fingers and then gently reinserted them up to the widest part of my hand. Lawrence shifted his weight a little; then looked over his shoulder at me before pushing ever so slightly back onto my hand. The resistance that had been there gave way and my hand slid smoothly deep inside until my wrist was gripped by his quivering ring. All the time he was making gently groaning noises and trying to masturbate at the same time (I had to adjust my position for him to do so).

I have to admit the whole situation was one massive turn on and my cock was standing to attention as a result. Never in a million years did I ever expect to be sitting on a sun bed by an open air swimming pool fisting a cute twenty two year old whom I have never seen in my life, on top of which his twin brother and my new boyfriend were only feet away! Looking up at me Lawrence said he was going to stand up but wanted me to keep my fist in him so we began a careful manoeuvre resulting in him standing facing me with legs spread, my hand still fully inserted inside and his erection facing me conveniently close to my mouth. I felt his hands make contact with the back of my head pulling me towards him, taking the hint I proceeded to give him a loving blow job whilst at the same time slowly pistoning my fist in and out.

Having grown bored of their horsing around Damien and Gary sauntered over to where we were, perhaps our actions by now had also gained their attention.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” said two voices in unison so close behind me it made me jump and startled Lawrence out of his reverie.

We both looked round in the direction of the voices, there stood Damien and Gary grinning broadly shaking their heads in mock consternation.

“We leave you two alone for five minutes and look what happens!” Gary chortled as he pushed my head back in the direction of Lawrence’s waiting cock.

“I for one am shocked.” Damien declared. “I get reprimanded for handling the merchandise while you brother are sitting on his hand like a puppet within two shakes of a lamb’s tail! Gary, what do you think we should do to rectify this situation?”

For a minute or two they whispered into each other’s ears before evidently agreeing to a plan of action judging by the smirks on their faces. Before either of us could respond Damien had taken hold of my shoulders, turned me through ninety degrees and pushed me backwards until I was laying flat on the sun bed. As a result my hand slid out of Lawrence much to his disgruntlement, he took a step backwards went to say something but thought better of it and waited to see what was unfolding for me. No sooner was I flat on my back then I felt a pair of hands grab my ankles and lift them upwards and back until they were touching my shoulders, I looked up straight into the twinkling eyes of Gary who blew me a kiss before telling Damien to take hold of my ankles while he prepared me for some action. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Lawrence sit down on the sun bed next to me stroking his cock absentmindedly to maintain his erection. My attention was abruptly drawn to my exposed anus as I felt cool sun lotion drizzled down between my cheeks and then a finger pushing some inside and all around the ring.

Looking down between my legs I watched Gary with one hand aim his cockhead at my waiting hole, I took some deep breaths and tried to relax as much as possible knowing how big he was. I felt that familiar pressure on my hole to expand as he tried to gain entry, abruptly he was in and my hole gripped his shaft tightly before it relaxed and allowed him to slide further in. Leaning forward he kissed forcefully and thrust the rest of his cock fully inside, I cried out in reaction but the noise was swallowed up by his lustful growling and the cries of encouragement from the twins. He was like an animal, no gentleness at all! His only concession was that he gave me a moment to adjust to the impalement before fucking my brains out like there was no tomorrow. It must have been the whole situation thing because I just loved it and couldn’t get enough of the spine jarring pounding. On and on he thrust in and out of me, sometimes he pulled out completely leaving my hole gaping before slamming back inside again. My head rolled from side to side in ecstasy until with a loud cry he shuddered several times before collapsing on top of me as he shot jet after jet of jism deep inside my rectum.

I felt lost as he pulled out of me and stood up straight, panting to get his breath back but if I had thought my ordeal was over I was sorely mistaken. Damien’s hand never released their grip on my ankles; before I knew it Lawrence had taken Gary’s place on the sun bed and slid his cock gently into me in one smooth push. Whether it was because he was more modestly endowed or my hole had been warmed up by Gary but this time I was able to enjoy the fucking from beginning to end without having to concentrate on relaxing. Where Gary had been an animal Lawrence was a considerate gentleman and took his time to pleasure me as well as himself. My nipples were tweaked, my cock stroked and all my internal sensitive spots hit with every thrust and withdrawal. I could feel my orgasm building and gaining momentum, just when I thought I was about to explode Lawrence took hold of my balls pulling them hard and at the same time firmly squeezed my cockhead preventing me from cumming.

“Oh no you don’t! If you cum now you won’t enjoy the rest of the ride.” He said in an assertive tone.

When he sure I had calmed down he continued fucking me. With only a sigh as a giveaway he ground to a shuddering halt, shooting his jism up into me where it mixed with Gary’s already there. He remained stationery catching his breath; I took the opportunity to study his features more closely. His dishevelled ash blonde hair stood up damp and spiky from the swimming, I could see from the hair cut that normally it would lay flat on top (being some two to three inches long) but at the sides it was close cropped verging on shaved around the ears and the neck line. It was almost retro in look, harking back to the late eighties, early nineties. His eyes were a pale grey, which I imagine could be very cold if he wasn’t happy with you, and they were framed by the purest white eyebrows and eye lashes. His face was masculine, slightly foxy in appearance, despite myself I found him attractive but nowhere near as handsome as Gary – in my eyes at least.

My train of thought was broken when I felt my ankles being released at the same time as Lawrence pulled his now flaccid cock out of me and clambered off the sun bed. I laid there stretching out muscles cramped from the position I had been held in for so long. As I was doing this I noticed that Gary was now lying face up on the adjacent sun bed stroking his man hood to rigidness watching me as he did so. When it was rock solid he beckoned me over and indicated that I was to climb on board. The slut in me had long since been woken so with a happy smile on my face I eagerly swapped my sun bed for his and positioned myself directly over his cock. Having been fucked twice already and ready lubed with all that cum inside I impaled myself with ease, within a blink of an eye my bum was resting comfortably on his pelvis and I was savouring the fullness his cock provided. He placed his hands on either side of my waist to steady me before be started to fuck me from beneath, slowly to start off with then increasingly fast. I leant forward and put my hands either of his shoulders to brace myself against his vigorous thrusting, glancing up at me he mouthed “are you okay” at me. All I could do was nod like a madman as I continued on with my impression of a rodeo cowboy!

I felt a tap on my shoulder, looking over my shoulder I saw Damien stroking his cock into life. Before I had a chance to reply Gary called out saying that there was plenty of room inside for one more, bloody cheek! I thought to myself, but what the heck, go with the flow I might even enjoy it, I had everything else so far. Gary pulled me down towards him but in such a way that his cock was still firmly buried in my arse, at the same time he spread his legs as well as mine. I felt Damien feel round Gary’s cock and then he tested the tightness of my anal ring, clearly happy with what he found I heard him squirt some sun lotion on his cock before pushing his cockhead in between us. It took a couple of attempts and a lot of giggling before he successfully pushed his cock up into my rectum joining the much larger one already in there. It was a strange sensation feeling the two cocks independently sliding around as if jostling for best position, after a little while the two guys got their act together and their thrusts were in sync. I know I’ve already said it but I really must be a slut because I was in heaven being physically squashed between the two while my anus was being stretched to breaking point. I wasn’t sure it would ever close up properly again after this afternoon! Eventually both guys came inside me, so much so that even I could feel it leaking out and sliding down between my cheeks. Damien was the first to exit, stepping to one side he play punched Lawrence on the arm before gracefully diving into the swimming pool followed by Damien moments later. Gary continued to hold me even after his cock had grown soft and slid out of me.

Kissing me tenderly on the lips he asked “Luke, are you really okay with all that’s gone on here this afternoon? I know these two can be a handful but they are up for anything and would never do you any harm.”

“Yes I am fine, honestly. Granted it wasn’t quite what I was expecting, in fact it couldn’t have turned out better, I’ve had an amazing time. My only concern is that you might think I prefer having sex with them than I do with you which couldn’t be further from the truth.” I replied.

“Well I was a just a little bit jealous when I spotted you fisting Lawrence, but I had no right to be as I’ve already agreed with you that monogamy is not compulsory especially when we are both present. My jealousy disappeared when we had sex together and it was clear you were enjoying it with me too.” He responded before kissing me again.

We lay entwined for nearly an hour basking in the warm summer sun revelling in the stillness and each other’s proximity. At some point we must have drifted off to sleep because the next thing I knew was Damien shaking us gently by the shoulders telling us that he and Lawrence had prepared an impromptu barbeque if we would like to stay for the evening. By now the shadows had fallen across the pool side and I could feel the temperature dropping, getting up rather stiffly Gary and I made our way over to the discreetly concealed outdoor shower and dancing under the cold water washed off the sun lotion and the sexual residues. Someone had thoughtfully left a bottle of shower gel for our use; it was just a shame that hot water couldn’t have been installed!

Half an hour later the four of us, fully clothed now, were sitting in a semi circle around a gently smoking barbeque waiting for the pork ribs and lamb chops to finish cooking with cans of beer in our hands. We had moved onto the back lawn where the sun was still shining and I could just see the Reunion partially hidden by the rhododendrons alongside the jetty. Lawrence caught my glance at the yacht and asked

“Have you been on Gary’s yacht yet? He’s done a sterling job with the old girl. Mum and dad let her go to ruin but he’s made her good as new now. She goes like a dream, you know.”

“Yes I know” I smiled in reply “I have been introduced to her, only last weekend we went out for a little sail up the coast. I must admit I was very impressed both by her and the skipper” at which point I toasted my can in Gary’s direction.

Damien looked from me to Gary and back to me again. “So exactly how do you two know each other? You seem to be like old friends, yet before today I’ve never seen or heard of you Luke?”

“It’s a long story.” I replied trying to be mysterious.

“We’ve got all evening, you can’t get out of it that easily!” he retorted.

“Okay okay” I said in mock surrender raising my hands in the air at the same time. “Gary and I are actually old school friends. We grew up and went to the same school in Reading. We drifted apart when we went to university, our lives on different paths, then last weekend by sheer fluke we happened to bump into one another. The rest as they say is history.”

Gary added “I had always fancied Luke at school but never got the chance to do anything about it at the time. However when we met again, it was as if all the intervening years had never happened and my feelings for him are just as strong, if not stronger now. The one thing we are certain of is that we are not going to drift apart again, isn’t that so Luke?”

“Sure is.” I agreed whole heartedly.

“Right so there’s this intervening gap, what brought you down to this neck of the woods?” Lawrence asked clearly intrigued by our little tale.

Taking a deep breath I continued “Having completed my A-Levels at school I went to Brighton University to do a degree in Chemistry & Biological Sciences. I spent three years doing that course and then did another further year studying Pharmaceuticals. By the end of four years I was fully qualified for a career in pharmacology but I was up to my neck in debt.”

I glanced over at Gary before carrying on “One day I saw an advert asking for fit young men for private photographic work, good rates of pay offered. No prizes for guessing that it would involve taking my clothes off but having gone along for an audition it was purely glossy magazine soft porn stuff for the gay press and an occasional girly mag. It was easy money and paid well which when combined with a couple of part time jobs helped me repay my student loan quickly. It was during one of these shoots that I met Clive Modina, a charismatic photographer who quickly became the centre of my universe both professionally and relationship wise. Within a year I had moved from Brighton to Truro where he lived and I started working at the Royal Cornwall Hospital as a Pharmacist. For the next few years life was ideal, a job I loved and a man I adored. I let him use me as a subject model for his developing interest in painting and everything was going well until he opened his “Modina Studio” down by the harbour in St. Ives. Slowly he changed becoming more distant and working in the studio all the time, I accepted the situation not knowing any better until one day a friend let it slip that he had seen Clive outside his studio chatting very cosily to a young guy and it was apparent that they were more than good friends. Naturally I refused to believe that it was more than my friend overreacting, but the doubts kept gnawing at me each time Clive was late back from work. One day I asked him if he was having an affair, he admitted to it quite readily and even seemed relieved that it was out in the open. Two days later he had moved his belongings out and I began the legal proceedings to get the flat into my sole possession. I have been single ever since spending my time between my job, doing some voluntary work with the Truro gay scene and supporting my sister Mel whose husband walked out on her not long after Clive and I split up. That folks is my tale, anyone have any questions?” I said trying to make light of it and rather glad my monologue was now over.

Lawrence sat there thoughtfully for a minute before his face lit up and exclaimed “Duh! Of course! Now I know where I recognise you from, it’s Modina Studios. Why didn’t I realise sooner? My friend Sarah works there as the receptionist come seller of Clive’s work and there’s a life size portrait of you in the entrance hall. Personally I think it’s very good regardless of the man who painted it.”

He smiled apologetically at me for praising the painter in case I took offence given my story.

I shrugged it off and said “Its ancient history now. I have put it behind me and moved on as they say. Right then, are those chops cooked yet? I’m starving.”

This effectively closed the subject on my life and we spent the next half an hour tucking into the chops along with rolls and salad – oh and more than a can or two of beer!

Feeling pleasantly full I wiped my mouth on a spare napkin before announcing “Well you guys have heard all about me and my past, now it’s your turn to spill the beans. Who’s going to go first?”