A Week of Trade by Mike Austin
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III.
After the Trade Pool Party on Friday, Rick's call Sunday was a surprise. The tall hairy alarm company stud had come so many times Friday, I thought he might be dry, or well satisfied. I was really lost when he and Aaron were dickin me at each end and when they came, high-fived over my back, adding, "that's it cumdump take our cum". Rick went on to add that his cousin was coming into town and wondered if they might come by for a swim and "more fun like the other day"? I assured him I'd be home and wondered if they might want to grill some burgers and beer? He jumped at that idea. We agreed on 1pm and I asked about his cousin. Rick confirmed he'd be cool with the "action" and I'd be pleased too.
Spot on, 1pm arrived and a brand new black F-150 pulled into the driveway. The driver got out, aviator glasses, jeans and Tshirt, Nike's, 5'10' or so, waited for Rick, already in swim trunks, a towel around his neck, Tshirt and flip-flops to round the truck and take the lead to the front door. I greeted both guys, got a close up of Ben, the cousin, led them into the den and offered beer or whatever? Ben was about 25 and that would put him about 10 years younger than Rick or about the same age as Aaron. He was a compact bull and filled the crotch in his jeans REAL FINE!!! The Tshirt spanned a well-defined set of pecs and his blonde crew cut was echoed by the short hairs popping from the collar of that T. "Got no trunks, but wearin boxers if that'll be ok", Ben added, taking in the patio and deck. I assured him boxers were fine, even during the day as long as he was a little discrete when out of the pool. "Yeah I her the swim is fine but the head is better" and grinned a full on beam of a smile. "Righteous there cuz" came Rick's add-on, as he downed some cold beer. "Towels are in the hall closet that way, there's a guest bath there too and another ½ bath toward the garage; I'll get the burgers goin and will do some frozen fries if that works for you guys" I closed, before headin out to start the grill. The pair were talking in the kitchen when I returned. Rick was barefoot, no towel just his trunks, his furry chest pumped. Ben was standing with a beer, in his boxers and broad muscled pecs. The two turned to me as I walked in, Ben was the first to offer his dick and gripped his crotch, "hope the boxers are good enough", he remarked? "Fuck the boxers man, that crotch is PRIMO and maybe we need to just fuck off burgers and fries and let me at that tubesteak right now", I replied grinning and licking my mouth. "I'll watch the grill if you need to feed man" Rick advised me and added, "Don't want you hungry, well not too hungry, well hungry enough" he laughed aloud. In no time I dropped in front of Ben, tugged his boxers down and let his dick swing out and arc in my face. He stood I the kitchen, beer in one hand, the other on the back of my head as I fed on his cock. Slowly at first he began a slow face pump, allowing his thick 9" dick to extend away from his body, in my mouth and down my throat. The thick head was already slick and his cotton boxers had a pronounced stain of pre-cum and easily slide down my eager throat. I glanced up to his face and met his gaze as he watched me suck his dick deeply; his small grin told me I was doin ok. Rick headed to the pool and left me blowing Ben in the kitchen. He leaned against the cabinets and arched his hips forward which extended his dick for further attention. I bobbed deeper and felt his pubic arch shove against my face and nose as I deep throated him. "O fuckin A" Ben added "Go for it", "that's the way to work up a good nut", "work it hard".
I was a dedicated cocksucker and Ben was sure a great feeder, perhaps even more engaged feeding than his older cousin. His blonde pubes were less dense than even Aaron's ginger mass and nowhere near as dense as Rick or Don's. Ben began to hammer my mouth harder as he got closer. His dick was so swollen and hard as he got closer and closer. "Get me there, get me off dude, go for my nut", he demanded. "oh fuck, Oh Fuck, OH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK" he groaned louder and hammered my face with his crotch until he gripped my head firmly and dumped hard cumshots down my throat. His panting was slowly subsiding as I remained down on his dick and he throbbed slower and slower until I pulled back, looked up at the young trade and lapped his dick clean.
Rick noticed the kitchen blow job was over and came in to announce his stomach thought his throat was cut and was getting real hungry. I handed him the tray of burgers and said, "be my guest". He made a funny bow and took the tray of burgers out to the grill and got them going. Ben offered to help and I grabbed the bag of frozen fries from the freezer and pointed accordingly to the cookie sheet cabinet and oven as I began getting some lettuce and tomatoes cut and got out other condiments, plates, glasses, and utensils. We'd eat in or out as they might decide? "How you like your meat done" came Rick's question at which point all 3 of us broke into laughter. We ate at the small table under the sail cloth on the patio. The afternoon sun was bright, but the temp and humidity was tolerable and there were NO FLIEs thankfully. Ben sat in his boxers away from any of the neighbor's prying eyes, while Rick and I wore trunks. Two then three beers later, Rick stood, announced he had to pee and nodded for me to join him. I followed like the dedicated cumslut I am, as he headed to the nearby ½ bath off the kitchen. His dense hot stream sounded like Niagara Falls echoing through the hall and kitchen with the bath door open. He finished and turned to find me on my knees outside the bathroom door. He tugged down his trunks and smacked my face teasing me, "you want more of this don't you" came his taunt? He stroked it slowly in front my nodding face, had me lick his head slowly, smacked his growing tube on my tongue, told me to open wide and show him my throat. I complied eagerly and he swung the dick up and down in front of me again, then side to side before adding "told you Ben was cool with the action". He braced one hand on my forehead to further tip my head back, before feeding his thickening dick into my mouth and throat. His dense matt of brown pubes settled across my face and the intense chlorine from the pool was like lightweight poppers. His hands grabbed my head and he humped forward driving his dick farther down my throat and I gulped him deep as I could. His hips pumped and then began to long dick my throat as his thick dick engorged stretched my throat. His statements made me eager for more and to give him head whenever he required it or graced me with it. "Know you're my cocksucker now, right; you give me head whenever I say and to whomever I say right"? I moaned agreement as I continued swallowing his cock. "You crave this dick and my cum don't you fag" he almost spit out? I groaned yes and mouthed his dick. "This is gonna be sweet this Summer for sure, a swim and suck whenever I need it", he hissed down at me. His face pounding increased and I knew his cum wasn't far away. I tugged the trunks down further and just as I did, he grabbed my head hard and blew his wad in me. His rapid fire cum and breathing began to subside and soon he pulled out of my swollen mouth, me still trying to suck on his head, before standing upright and telling me "to stay there, til I say come out". I hadn't realized his face fuck had forced my own involuntary cum as my trunks were soppy from my own load.