Meating The New Neighbors

Three of the jocks were in a side conversation and as the first batch of brats got going, Michael could tell they were hungry. They must have been impressed with the hefty burgers and brats he was preparing because he heard one say, as they stood near him but looked over at the picnic table, "Can you believe the size of those fuckin' things?" "Tonight," one of the others said, "we gotta get our hands on them." The three laughed to each other, and Michael said, "They'll be coming your way shortly, gentlemen." One of them, Michael thought it was Josh, looked at him blankly, then sort of smiled nervously and said, "Oh, yeah, we're hungry." Someone else said, "Hey, they're coming our way shortly. Outstanding." Michael sensed he was amusing them, or being made fun of. Maybe they thought he might screw up the big brats. 

Heather got up to use the john next door, her new fans slow to step away from surrounding her, and, as she walked by her husband and said hello, Tyler said, "No, you don't have to go home. It's right inside, off the kitchen." To show what a gracious host he was, Michael thought, Tyler scooted past him and escorted her into the house, his beefy arm around her, and seemed to take more time than he needed to make sure she found the bathroom. "Wait up!" Josh yelled, in a discreet kind of voice, with a smug grin on his handsome face. When Michael said to Matt, "Hey, where did Tyler and Josh go?" the jock stumbled a little then thought that they waited inside for her to give her a quick tour of Tyler's place.

Unconceivable to Michael, after his sexy wife had urinated in the bathroom, she pulled Tyler and Josh inside to join her, kissing them both and groping their enormous crotch bulges. Heather was now sitting beside the sink on the counter of the vanity, with her legs spread out wide apart and her panties hanging around one of her ankles. Tyler's face was buried in her pussy, eating her out and fingering her clit, while Josh had her tube top pulled down around her waist and was sucking on one of her erect nipples and massaging her huge breasts. Heather was moaning loudly, as the two jocks orally satisfied her. It wasn't long before she was screaming out in a wild orgasm and flooding Tyler's tongue and mouth with her spraying juices. Just as her orgasm was dying down, Tyler pulled his face away and Josh buried his face in her still-flowing pussy, lapping up the last of her juices.

"They've sure been gone for a long while now," Michael said to Matt, obviously concerned about his wife, as he stood at the grill.

"It's a big house to tour," Matt nervously laughed. "Don't worry about it. They'll be back any minute now. Here, dude, let me pour you another glass of white wine."

Back inside the bathroom, Heather had knelt on the floor in front of where Tyler stood, pulled his sweat shorts down to his knees, and was now sucking his giant 11" x 7" uncut cock. Josh pulled down his own shorts and was excitedly jacking off his 9" x 6" flawlessly circumcised cock as he watched them. "Oh, my God!" Heather moaned in between Tyler's thrusts down her expert throat. "It's HUGE!" She was doing her best to deep-throat his enormous cock. As she sucked Tyler, she reached over with her hand and grabbed Josh's erection and stroked it hard. After noisily slurping on Tyler's prick for several minutes, she switched over to Josh's throbbing cock and sucked it deeply down her throat as she stroked Tyler's towering boner. She went back and forth like that, switching cocks, until she had both studs groaning in ecstasy. Tyler was the first to shoot his big load down her throat, as she tried her best to swallow every delicious drop of his salty-sweet cum, then Josh unloaded down her throat only a couple of minutes later. The two jocks shot so much cum that some of it leaked from the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin, the front of her neck, and onto her big tits.

It seemed quite a while before Michael heard that patio door slide open. "How was the tour, honey?" he asked his wife. She seemed flustered and puzzled by her husband's question, looked at him and smiled but said nothing. Matt sort of raised his voice and, to help Michael out, quickly asked Tyler and Josh, "How was the tour you gave the lady?" Tyler devilishly smiled, while licking his pussy-wet lips, and said, while looking back and forth at Matt and Michael, "Oh, yeah, great." 

By that time, the sun was gone, and Josh and Reggie were lighting lawn torches. Lemont was chatting it up with Michael about the nightspots they liked to patronize. Apparently, as wholesome as these guys seemed to Michael, they had no compunction about taking in the topless places and men's clubs around Detroit. Meanwhile, Michael looked over at the picnic table, and his bride was giggling at all the attention the other young men were giving her. She was lounging on the top of the table with her legs crossed, her back to him, and her hands directly behind her back, planted flat on the table. The guys at each side of her and in front of her evidently were making such a fuss over a long necklace she was wearing, because they were staring closely in that direction, Michael thought. He had bought it for her in Puerto Rico - cost him a fortune with the good-sized amethyst stones in it. The guys were gesturing toward the necklace and quietly kidding her about it, or raving about it, Michael couldn't tell. But she was in the spotlight and laughed. She didn't seem to mind at all when just about everybody inspected the necklace, sometimes two doing it at once. The laughter and teasing had eased up and it got quieter. They appreciated jewelry, and she seemed to be very flattered as they took their time handling her necklace. Michael could see they appreciated the real precious stones in it. At one point, Lemont kept saying, "These are real. Biggest fucking things I have ever seen." Someone said, "She's sure proud of 'em." As this continued, Josh got behind her on the table and Michael couldn't see much. But judging by the sounds of approval, that necklace was getting an amazing amount of inspection time, he thought. Unknown to him, the jocks weren't interested in her necklace at all. Josh had pulled down the front of Heather's tube top, and, while her back was to her husband and Josh sat behind her to block Michael's view, she excitedly flaunted her naked breasts to the young men and they were allowed to manhandle them and pinch and suck on her erect nipples.

Michael couldn't get over how he and Heather had hit the jackpot. Two weeks ago, they felt so lonely and disconnected, and now they were among people that were friendly. Here were amiable neighbors treating his wife like a queen, catering to her request for a fresh Margarita like five personal butlers. But he was the runner. He found himself being sent to the kitchen or to the basement to check for more propane for the grill in case they needed it and while he was inside could he check for any voice mail messages on Tyler's phone. 

As he came back outside, Michael noticed that the comments turned to his bride's working out and Heather's jogging. She mentioned that it was giving her backaches and cramps in her thighs. "I can see why YOU would have backaches," Reggie said. Heather poked him in the chest and smiled, among the giggles and hollers. "Let us know when you're bouncing by," someone said, drawing snickers from the jocks and a swat from Heather.

The thing about her aches and cramps was news to him, and Michael figured she was exploiting all the attention from these very athletic looking guys. She threw in some comments here and there about how cut they were, and did they get knots in their big muscles too. She obviously appreciated their physiques and, Michael figured, just because she married him, she should still have the freedom to look other men over. Nothing wrong with looking, right?

Then he heard Tyler say, very seriously, "Well, if you have a backache, I can fix that. I am trained. While on the university's wrestling team, some of us guys learned how to give awesome massages." Heather yelled over to Michael, "Hey, honey, Tyler is certified in back massage, and he can fix that ache I have in my lower back." Again, first Michael had heard of her back problem, he hadn't realized that she had one, but it was nice to know he married a gal who was not a whiner. "Great, dear," Michael replied, smiling back at her then Tyler, "now I know who to ask for a massage if I ever pull a muscle again while jogging." Tyler just laughed. Soon, he looked over and saw Heather move, or get moved, with Matt's able assistance - he sort of picked her up - from the top of the table and let her down to straddle the bench. Tyler planted himself snugly behind her. Michael thought it odd that the blond jock was sitting so close, since that would make the back rub more awkward, but the wrestler was trained in this, after all. What did Michael know?

She looked at the others and smiled and lifted her hair off her shoulders, her arms bent at head level. She sat up real straight and everyone was gawking at her necklace again, Michael thought, and kind of looking at each other, then back to her necklace.

Tyler seemed very conscientious about what he was doing, concentrating carefully. The other guys grew quieter again as he went to work on her problem. Michael was impressed that this handsome blond jock would drop everything and give her a solution to her back problem. Judging from the smile she gave her husband and the way her eyes half closed as her head drooped, Tyler's powerful hands were doing a good job of locating the problem areas in her back. Michael noticed that her skirt was way up her thighs but he thought better of calling attention to it in front of the others. Of course she was unaware of how much of her thighs was showing. Or maybe they had been talking about how toned her legs looked from working out. Michael caught her eye, and she waved at him with a loving grin. What he hadn't seen, only moments earlier, was that Tyler was squeezing her big tits and pinching her erect nipples as he massaged her body. The blond jock now had his hand up her skirt and was rubbing her clit and fingering her juicy twat, as the other jocks lustfully watched on. Since she had left her panties behind in the bathroom earlier when Tyler hungrily ate her pussy out, with Josh's help, it was easy for him to now discreetly gain access to her moist cunt. He brought his fingers up to his lips and licked them clean of her pussy juices then returned them under her skirt. He smugly smiled at the others and pulled the front of her skirt up in the air and flashed her dripping pussy for a few moments then let it fall back down around the top of her thighs. The jocks cheered.

Michael smiled at the attention his sexy wife was getting from these thoughtful jocks and went back to chatting with Lemont, who was asking him about the Detroit Lions and why they were so lousy. Michael could have used some eye contact for at least five seconds from one of these guys while he worked, but like the others who stepped over for a brat or sent him into the kitchen on some obscure mission, the jock was looking at the picnic table. Everyone was getting more jumpy, or obsessed with the picnic table, the more time went by. A few minutes later, Michael noticed that Heather must have been getting that backache cleared up because she was arching it and thanking Tyler. But then Josh picked up where Tyler left off, planting himself right behind her. "Like this, Ty?" Josh grinned as he concentrated on a rubdown. The others congregated closer around the table as he sat snug behind her. Sometimes he wasn't rubbing her back at all but just was snug against her, particularly at bench level.

Apparently, the ache was migrating because his hands were on her shoulder blades, her neck, up and down her arms, her waist, down at the hemline of her skirt, and even under the tube top. He tickled her a few times in the stomach and in the sides and hugged her when she shrieked and giggled. Others noticed her ticklishness and got in some good-natured tickles at the same time. Michael noticed that in addition to the physical therapy she was getting for free that they were having great fun, and Josh then bent near her ear to say something Michael couldn't hear and she smiled. Then she muttered something back at him and everyone chuckled. A few turned to look at Michael, to make sure he wasn't left out, Michael thought, and then turned back to watch.