This is a work of fantasy. If you are offended by male/male physical relationships, do not read this story. The story of Colin is a continuing saga, and started with a completely different story, "The Legendary Journey" found under CELEBRITY. To fully appreciate this story, it is advised to read that multi-part story first. This is the 2nd part of the story, I really don't know how many parts there will be. Ideas, suggestions, and feedback are always appreciated. Send your comments to tfox2099@hotmail.com.
Colin Part II
I don't know who was more startled, me or Drew. It was Drew at the door, standing there in just a pair of bathing trunks, me standing there with only my socks on, my face and upper body splotched with jism.
"Well, that's the way I like to see a guy!" Drew said cheerily, not missing a beat. "Just wanted to see if you wanted to come over for that soak, but looks like you've had other things on your mind", Drew said, as he looked past me and saw the figure of Colin lying on the floor of the Great Room.
I burst out laughing. Who could be mad at a guy under these circumstances. I looked at Drew looking at me, his eyes roaming my body approvingly. I became aware of the jism in my beard, and made a lame attempt to wipe it off, with a nice little glob on my fingers. I moved to wipe it off on the side of my thigh, when Drew reached his hand out to intercept my hand, and guided my fingers to his mouth. He licked the jism off my fingers, sucking on my fingers as he did so, the sensuality of it not unnoticed. I was slightly taken aback, but regained my composure, looking at Drew, whose eyes were darting from me to Colin and back.
Colin broke the ice. "Hello, I'm Colin", he said, and I turned to look at him. He'd rolled over on his side, propping his head up with his hand and elbow, his free hand waving slightly, his cock now wilted.
"Uhm...er...this is my friend Colin, from New Zealand. The guy I was going to the airport to pick up", I stammered, trying to regain my composure.
"Good to see you, Colin - all of you!" Drew said with a sly smile on his face. "Well, what about that soak, Tom? Are you and Colin up for it?" He said, a twinkle in his eye.
I looked over at Colin before speaking, and Colin answered "I'd really love to, but I've got to take a raincheck. Jet lag, you know. The time change is really catching up to me, and I think it would be best for me to try to grab a nap. You can go if you'd like, Tom."
I looked back at Drew, standing there, that runner's body enticing me to join him. He had his hands on his hips, sort of in a challenging stance. "Sure, why not?" I said, looking back at Colin. "Colin, you can settle in up in the master suite. It's in the loft above. There's a bathroom off the back, help yourself to anything. I'll just be next door with Drew and Matt."
Colin rolled over onto his hands and knees and sprang up, then walked toward the doorway where I was standing with Drew. That incredible body of his moved with a grace that was a remarkable sight. He walked up to me, gazed into my eyes, and with his right hand, reached up to the back of my neck and pulled me toward him, and at the same time pressed his body against mine, his face and my face nose to nose. He gave me a long, passionate kiss, his tongue darting into my mouth, playing with my willing tongue. I felt the passion of that kiss and returned it, kissing him deeply, and with an emotion that I'd not felt for a long time.
After several moments, Colin pulled away, walked toward the pile of clothes on the floor and threw my shorts toward me. "You'd better put these on if you are going out", he said with a laugh, and then turned and headed up the spiral staircase to the loft bedroom above. "See you later, Tom. Good to meet you, Drew. I'm going to catch up with my sleep for a bit."
"See you in a bit", I said, as I put on the shorts over my cum-stained body.
Drew was taking all of this in with a sense of amusement, watching the two of us together. "OK, let's go", I said to Drew, as he was again looking me over.
We walked next door to his place, and as we were walking, I told him just a bit about how Colin and I had met in New Zealand. I'd mentioned this to Drew before, but provided a bit more detail.
"I'm impressed," Drew said. "He's an incredibly good looking young man. Not exactly my type, but I sure as hell wouldn't throw him out of my bed!"
"Yes, he's incredible all right," I said. "And it goes beyond his looks. He has a good head on his shoulders, Drew. He's very confident, very sure of himself, but without being cocky or self-centered. There's a bit of self-deprecation with Colin, I don't think he fully realizes just what impact he has had on me."
Drew looked at me quizzically as we walked into his house. We walked back toward the hot tub on the balcony, Drew stripping off his trunks as we did so, and encouraged me to do the same. I stripped off my shorts as I walked out onto the balcony, and saw Matt already in the hot tub, his arms outstretched on the sides of the tub, he head sort of lolling back, enjoying the warmth, his furry chest covered in sweat from the heat of the water.
Drew was climbing in to the tub and getting himself situated next to Matt. I walked over and climbed in as well, but opposite these two buff guys. We sat in the swirling tub, enjoying the warmth of the water, and the coolness of the sea breeze, blending together in a relaxing atmosphere.
We sat there quietly for a while, and then Drew broke the ice by telling Matt about what he had seen next door, and encouraged me to talk about Colin. Matt grinned at Drew's description of what he'd seen, and I blushed ever so slightly. I didn't need much coaxing to talk about Colin, and I found myself telling Drew and Matt nearly the entire story about how we'd met, but careful to leave out the parts about Kevin. I found this to be particularly difficult, since Kevin had been such an integral part of my life in New Zealand, but I'd made a promise to protect his anonymity, and I did so, referring to him only as "Kevin" and not talking about his celebrity.
Drew and Matt listened to me in quiet fascination, not interrupting as I told my story. Drew in particular looked at me with a strange intensity, watching me, judging my body language, scrutinizing my words.
As I was nearing the end of my story, Drew moved around the hot tub to my side, and began to stroke my leg, moving his hand up toward my crotch. I felt his hand on my cock, his fingers playing with the underside of my rod, and caressing my balls. In spite of myself, I felt that feeling inside of me as my dick started to get hard again, responding to the stimulation of Drew's hand. I was leaning back against the side of the hot tub, my arms spread out on each side, along the rim, just as Matt's arms were. In fact, our hands were nearly touching, and I could feel Matt's fingers gentle against my own hand.
Drew lifted my ass with his hand, so that I was sort of floating on my back, my cock now exposed and stiffening, and he immediately moved his body between my legs and positioned himself over my cock. I felt him moving in, and saw his head lowering down to meet my rigid member, now fully erect and straining. His mouth opened and his lips gently touched against the glans, and I shuttered as I felt the sensation of my cock going into his skillful mouth. He moved his head all the way down my shaft, so that he could take in all of me. The feeling was incredible, he definitely knew his way around a cock!
However, at the same time, there was a sense of guilt, a sense of betrayal. I watched Drew as he worshipped my cock with his mouth, and knew that I could not do this. I gently put my hand on Drew's head to get his attention, and he looked up at me, ever continuing to take in my willing rod. I put my hand against he forehead, and began to push, gently but directly, letting him know that I wanted him to stop.
"Drew, I can't do this, buddy," I said. "God knows I am really hot for you, and under different circumstances, we could have a great time together. But...I...can't. I'm madly in love with Colin, and I can't do this to him. I'm committed to him in a way that I don't completely understand, but am trying to. I'm hopelessly devoted to one man, and I will not betray his love and trust in me."
Drew pulled away from my cock, and looked at me, with a sense of wonderment.
He looked at me with an intensity that I'd not seen in him before, not of anger or resentment, but a somewhat studious look, he analyzing every aspect of my face and what I was saying.
"I understand what you mean, Tom. And I'm very happy that you've found that kind of relationship with Colin. I wasn't sure if you were serious about Colin. I now know you are, and he is a very, very lucky man, "Drew said.
Matt sat silently through all of this, and I wondered what was going through his head. "We have that same kind of love, Tom," Matt said, as though reading my mind. "Drew and I are deeply committed to each other, but we allow ourselves some occasional indulgences, when they present themselves. Drew and I had talked about you, after we saw you watching us earlier. I knew that Drew was attracted to you--hell, I am too. And we wanted to see if you'd like to do a threesome with us. And it would have been incredible. But I respect your feelings about Colin, Tom. Actually, I'm pretty impressed with your honesty." Matt said.
"Same here, Tom." Drew said. "I wanted you to fuck me in the worst way, I wanted to feel your cock inside of me, and I know it would have been great. I also respect your commitment to Colin. I know what it means to find a partner to whom you are devoted," Drew said as he looked at Matt, and Matt looked back at Drew, smiling an enigmatic smile. Matt reached out, touched Drew's head, and pulled him toward himself, and the two of them hugged, as I watched.
I was a bit confused. If they were committed to each other, then why did Drew make a move on me? Isn't commitment to someone just that, only that one person, and not bringing someone else in? But then, I thought about Matt's words, "if you'd like to do a threesome with us", and I realized that they were just as committed to each other, only that they wanted to bring someone else in to share in their mutual love. And I was somewhat flattered to think that they wanted to include me. However, that did not change the fact that I felt a commitment to Colin only, and could not bring myself to join them, at least not in the way that they had intended.
I looked at these two buff guys, so different, and yet so much alike. Drew had a light complexion, a runner's body, and light brown hair on his chest, not in abundance, but a goodly amount, on his pecs, up near his throat, and a hair trail down to his crotch. Matt, on the other hand was dark, with a lot of hair, curly black hair on his head and lots of hair on his chest, down his abs, and around his crotch. I found myself looking at these two guys as a 15 year old would do, admiring his first exposure to another guy's body.
And that inspired me. "Hey guys," I said. "Remember when you were 15, and the first time you got together with some of your buddies. Did you ever do that, and just get naked and talk about sex, and jerk off?"
Drew and Matt looked at me questioningly, and I sat up on the side of the tub, my feet dangling in the water, my rod still fully erect. I started pulling on my tool with one hand, and started talking about what it would be like to be 15 again, to see my first naked buddy, and to feel urges that I'd not felt before. I slowly started to massage my balls with my other hand, as I stroked my rigid cock with my left hand. I just stroked up and down, up and down, ever so slowly, as I talked, speaking slowly and deliberately about my first experiences as a youth.
Drew and Matt continued to watch me, at first in disbelief, but then they sensed where I was going with this. They both sat up on the sides of the tub as well, and each began pulling at his own rod. It was incredible to sit there with these two hunks, and talk about the experiences as a young man, and jerk off with these guys, without shame. It took me back to a summer, many many years ago, and I thought about the guys that I knew then, and our first experiments in touching our bodies, of pleasuring ourselves.
Drew and Matt were slowing cranking their own rods, each with a different technique, and both different from my own. As we sat, and they listened to me, and each of them talked about their times as a young man, and the first time that each of them had jerked off with another guy. We continued stroking outselves, and talking, and stroking and talking. And the fire started burning deep inside of me as we talked, and as I watched these two guys masturbate with me, and the sense of camaraderie was complete, that feeling of those many years ago. I sensed that the fires were burning deep within each of them, as our talking grew less intense, and our concentration focused on our own self-pleasure.
We sat there in silence, watching each other, knowing that we were all working toward the same thing, that feeling that only a man can feel, when he is giving himself pleasure. I watched the strokes of these two hunks there with me, and I began to stroke myself more rapidly, with a grip that was at once firm, and then relaxed, firm...relaxed...firm...relaxed. I could feel myself reaching that point that was my target, that feeling, that point of no return. The fires were burning deep inside of me, ever churning within my balls. I could feel that feeling welling up in the root of my cock, that sense of tightness deep in my ass, the volcano that was about the erupt. I looked over at the other two men, and knew that they were feeling the same thing, were also about to explode.
The first shot of jism welled up from deep within, and shot out toward the middle of the hot tub. I could feel another spurt as I continued to stroke my rod, and another, and another cumming, each one with it's own intensity. I was cumming before the other guys, but I knew that they were not far behind. I looked over at Matt, and the look of pleasure on his face said it all. He too was experiencing that first time all over again, and soon he was shooting off his load, round after round spurting from his cock, joining mine in the waters of the hot tub.
Finally Drew, who was staring at me with that intensity again, his mouth crooked in a little smile, he too dreaming of that first time. Our eyes met, and held in a rapturous gaze as Drew also shot off his wad, and wave after wave of orgasm racked his body. He was twitching his hips as he shot off, simulating thrusting. Matt turned his gaze toward his partner, and watched him approvingly, lovingly. Each of us continued stroking ourselves to exhaustion, each deep within the recessed thoughts of long ago years, to that very first time.
After what seemed like an eternity, I slowly and reluctantly released the grip on my cock, and sank back down into the warmth of the waters of the tub. I marveled at the feeling of contentment that was within me, and I watched as Drew moved over toward Matt, and gave him a long and passionate kiss, before sinking down to Matt's crotch to take in those savory juices. Drew began licking at Matt's still rigid rod, licking the jism off the end of that beautiful cock. Drew took all of Matt's cock into his mouth and was making a slurping noise as he sucked the remaining juices from his partner. Matt was in ecstasy, feeling his lover finishing him off, reveling in the lust that these two men felt for each other. I just sat there, watched them, and grinned approvingly.
Reluctantly, Drew finished off his partner, and the two of them sank back into the water of the tub, and came together in the middle of the tub in a hug that was touching to see. Two men embracing in a way that only another man could understand and approve of, two men expressing their affection for the other.
They sat back in the tub opposite of me, and each of them had a smile of satisfaction on their faces. "I've not done something like that in a very long time, Tom," Drew said. "I'd forgotten what it was like to just sit and jerk with another guy, not expecting anything more. And it was great!"
"I'm glad you enjoyed yourselves, I certainly did. And seeing the two of you together, just made my feelings for Colin that much more intense," I said.
"Someone mention my name?" a voice said toward the interior of the house.
I looked up and there was Colin. "I couldn't sleep," Colin said. "I was just drifting off when the telephone rang. You need to call Susan. She has an assignment for you."
Susan was the editor that I worked with frequently at a travel magazine. I'd given her some ideas about stories, but had not heard from her, so I presumed that those ideas were not being considered.
"And by the way, Tom...my feelings for you are just as intense," Colin said, as he walked over to the hot tub. He reached the side, and stripped off his shorts and climbed into the tub with us, the four of us together. He moved over toward me, and took me in his arms and gave me a long, passionate kiss.
As he broke the kiss, he looked at me with that gaze of his, and flashed that killer smile at me. "I love you, Tom." Colin said.
"I love you too, Colin." I said, with emotion choking my voice.
"I love you, Matt." "I love you too, Drew", I heard the two guys across from us each say to the other. I looked at them and felt a sense of completeness that I'd not felt for a very long time, a feeling of contentment.
Part III will follow. I appreciate all of the comments and encouragement I received from my other stories, and I hope that you the reader enjoy this continuing story as well. Send responses to tfox2099@hotmail.com