Nude Beginnings

“If you guys are gonna jack each other off, I suggest we
find a more secluded spot,” Mel said.

Doug gave me a seductive wink. “I’m game if you are,”
he said. A three way circle-jerk? It sure sounded good to
me.

“How about the old boat house?” Mel suggested.

“Perfect,” said Doug, and I followed as they led the
way.

The weathered boat house was located at the end of a
dilapidated pier. The morning sun beating down on it’s
rusted, tin roof made its damp interior feel steamy. When
Mel pulled an old, stained blanket out of hiding in the
rafters, I knew he and Doug had done this before.

After spreading the blanket out over the rough, wooden
floor planks, we took turns playing with each other. As Mel
and I teased Doug’s cock, I asked. “You guys ever do more
than jack each other off?”

Mel and Doug looked at each other and grinned. Mel
answered my question by leaning down and taking the knob of
Doug’s chubby, cock between his glistening, wet lips. “Is
this what you meant?” Asked Doug.

Bending down so I could lick Doug’s hairy balls, I
said. “Not entirely, but it’s a good start.”

Mel and I worked Doug over until his organ was on the
brink of shooting its wad. It was now Mel’s turn to be the
recipient of a thorough tongue lashing.

As Mel laid down, I pushed his knees up so his slender,
round ass was accessible. While Doug feasted upon Mel’s
pungent flap of tightly stretched foreskin, I pulled his butt
cheeks apart and stuck my tongue up his ass.

Wide eyed, with his mouth crammed full of cock, Doug
watched me tongue fuck Mel’s snug pucker. “I’ve sure never
tired that before,” he said, letting Mel’s cock slide from
his mouth. “It looks like fun. Do you mind if I cut in?”

Doug and I traded places. For me, sucking Mel’s big
dick was just as satisfying as rimming his fuzzy asshole, and
it sure as hell didn’t make any difference to Mel. Either
way, he was in heaven.

“Umm, this is great,” Doug said, wiping the drool off
his chin with the back of his hand.

I spit out Mel’s cock, pulled his big, swollen bangers
to one side, and pushed the shaft of his organ down into the
spit laden valley of his gaping butt crack.

Mel sighed and wiggled his ass. “Ummm, that feels
good.”

His firm cock was just flexible enough to be bent around
so that the head of his organ was pressed against his sodden
pucker. Doug’s eyes widened as I pushed down on Mel’s curved
shaft. We held our breaths as we watched Mel’s snug fuckhole
swallow the bloated crest of his organ.

“Oh fuck!” Mel whimpered. “That feels great.” I pushed
down a little harder and his hungry hole gobbled up another
inch of his throbbing tool.

“Wow!” Doug gasped, fingering his gooey cockhead. “I’ve
never seen a guy fuck himself before. Cram more of his cock
up his ass.”

“Oh yeah,” Mel moaned. “Stuff my hole with my meat.
Ahh shit, yeah. Deeper! Umm, that’s it.”

Spit and butt slime lubricated Mel’s rod as I worked it
in and out of his hot, gummy rectum. “God, I think I’m gonna
cum,” he howled passionately. The head of his flexing organ
popped out of his twitching fuckhole and showered the cheeks
of his velvety ass with globs of stringy cock cream.

While frantically pounding his pud, Doug reached out and
stuck a finger into Mel’s sloppy, wet pucker. He banged
Mel’s spastic hole until the deluge of semen had stopped
surging from Mel’s pisshole.

As I rose up to straddled Mel’s shoulders with my knees,
Doug pulled his finger out of Mel’s ass and came around to
smear his sticky knob across my soft, moist lips. Sweat was
streaming down his long, smooth torso. “Suck it,” he moaned.
“I want to fuck your hot mouth.” I opened my mouth and the
head of Doug’s tasty offering plunged into the back of my
throat.

As I sucked greedily upon Doug’s thick rod, Mel’s
lashing tongue juiced the head of my throbbing cock. His
warm lips were heavenly gliding up and down my erect pole.
But it wasn’t until he stuck a finger between my sweaty butt
cheeks that I lost control.

Gently, Mel wiggled his finger tip into my dank pucker.
I panted passionately, gyrating my ass in the hopes it would
encourage him to push his finger even deeper into my ass. My
balls began to tighten the instant his persistent digit made
contacts with my swollen prostate. At this point, nothing on
earth could have held back the deluge of violently surging
spunk.

Spitting out Doug’s quivering organ, I tossed my head
back. “I’m gonna cum,” I howled, frantically jacking my
meat.

“Oh God, me too,” whined Doug. I looked down in time to
see the tip of his bloated knob explode in a shower of gooey
ejaculate. The forceful heaving of his cock pelted against
my chest, and oozed down my belly.

My asshole contracted, clinging tightly to Mel’s
embedded finger. The head of my cock flared with a rush of
orgasmic delight. Held firmly in the grasps of sexual
ecstasy, I shot my load of steamy jism into Mel’s elated
face.

The three of us collapsed across the blanket. Even
after being so thoroughly satisfied, it was still impossible
for me to take my eyes off of them.

We spent most of the weekend in our rooms, or in the
boat house. Our lust was inexhaustible. We couldn’t get
enough of each other.

When the weekend came to an end, I couldn’t bear the
though of the three of us never getting together again.
Mel and I went to his parents and asked them to sponsor my
membership at the resort. They were delighted that I had
chosen to join the ranks of their sun worshipping colony, but
they weren’t half as delighted as me.