Flight Attendant

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Life was wonderful. Sebastian and I were a perfect match and Bobby was the greatest friend we ever had!

The three of us shared almost everything. With time we discovered we all had quite a few common points and interests. Some of them were shared by all three of us, some just two, but it didn't seem to bother the third one.

Bobby was getting over his failure with the scrounge. Yes, Sebastian and I tried to help him as much as we could and probably over-protected him. It was not that Bobby couldn't stand his man, no, it was just that he attracted the wrong people. Short after the first one came the second who appeared to be married and with kids. The big secret came out after three weeks of what Bobby thought was a good beginning. Then came a third one, but he was a hooker. Nothing wrong with that but Bobby discovered he was fucking around without protection.

Each and every time Bobby was left alone, he came over to us ... to feel safe I guess. We were his soul mates in a certain way. Bobby trusted us with his life and was always willing to do things because we did so much for him he said. When Sebastian and I were on a long haul flight, he kept an eye on our place and watered the plants. When we came back from such a flight, we always found that the condo had been cleaned from floor to ceiling. Even though we told him he had not to do such a thing, we always came home to a perfect home. He even fixed a few things that were broken. He was sure a handy man.

We had quite some three-ways with him. I always said sex with Sebastian was very satisfactory, and it was, but with Bobby with us it was always a little spicier. It didn't happen that often, but nonetheless...

After our second anniversary, Sebastian and I decided to buy a house instead of renting. We went on the Internet to see what was on offer and what kind of prices we had to face for what we wanted. We both had good salaries and as we worked quite a lot, we didn't have much time spending our money. We had saved quite a good amount and we would not have to ask the bank for a big mortgage. Once Bobby heard our plan he started a search of his own and presented us the results of his Web searches. We were impressed as he found quite a lot more than we did. Of course, with a nine to five job he had more time browsing the Net.

On a Friday night, just as we arrived home after a flight, Bobby called and was super excited. He knew what we were looking for and pretended to have found the perfect place for us. Hearing him being that nervous about it, Sebastian told him to come over and show us what he had found. I didn't think he could do the way between his condo and ours in such a short time. He admitted he was already on his way before calling us.

He had printed out all the information about the house and of course the pictures as well. The price was exactly in our budget. The pictures looked very promising. The description of the house was actually more than what we expected. The location was perfect as the house was in an upscale neighborhood and even closer to the airport as we were now. It was almost too good to be true. It was Sebastian who suggested contacting the owner to make an appointment to visit the house. Bobby looked a bit sheepishly and said we had an appointment for the next day at eleven o'clock.

• I can drive you over there, as I know where it is. I drove by this morning and I can assure you the pictures do no justice at all compared to the real thing.

I laughed out loud. Bobby made me think of my mother who would probably had done the same thing. He was looking at his feet and insisted once more we did so much for him that it was the least he could do. We hugged him and thanked him for all the nice work.

The next morning we picked up Bobby and let him drive, as he knew where the house was. When he stopped in front of it, Sebastian and I looked at each other and were in awe. It was a beautiful place in a very quiet street and seemed really well cared for. There was a nice front lawn with beds of flowers. It looked really inviting! We got out of the car and went to the door, which opened before we even hit the bell. A man of about sixty years old came out to great us. There was no doubt at all that man was openly gay and even flamboyant. Seeing how he was dressed, I feared a little about the decoration of the house.

The man, who insisted we call him Antonio, led us into the house. He said he would let us look around without following us everywhere. If we had questions, he would be in the kitchen preparing some coffee and snacks. The three of us started our visit and were positively surprised to find a house in perfect shape, well maintained and decorated with the finest and exquisite taste. Everything was of ample dimensions without being huge. The back yard was clearly the work of a professional and the swimming pool was magnificent. The only thing that was worrying me was the price. This house was worth a lot more of what the Internet announced. While we were visiting, we heard the telephone ring several times and we could only guess there were more people interested.

When we finished our tour, we found Antonio in the kitchen as he said he would be. We honestly had no questions about the house. We just wanted to know why it was that cheap.

• It is quite simple, Antonio said. I have been living here for over thirty years with my partner who dies a year ago. I have no need for this big house anymore and ... there are too many memories here. I am constantly reminded of the happy life I lived here with him. It hurts me every time I look around because I miss him so much! I have an eye on a condo closer to the center of town and if I want it, I have to sell this house quite rapidly. The only way to sell it in a short time is to bring the price down. I don't really need the money and I want some young people like you, to enjoy a place that has so good vibrations. Have you seen the space above the garage? That's where my partner did most of his artwork, but it could be refurbished into a nice apartment that you could rent out.

I looked at Sebastian. I could see he was as thrilled as I was with the house and all it included. We went up to see the studio of the artist above the four-car garage and it would indeed be a marvelous place to rent out. I saw Bobby showing quite some interest in that place and I immediately understood why. We went back to the kitchen and asked for a few minutes on our own. Sebastian and I went outside and talked it over, although I had already a good idea of what we were going to do. We had seen so many houses on the Internet and none of them was a hundred percent to our liking. This house was. We knew we could afford it. We went back inside and asked a last time a confirmation of the price and Antonio said that it was correct. I stretched out my hand to Antonio and said:

• Sold!

Antonio was beaming!

• I knew you would love it the minute I saw you coming up to the front door. My intuition never fails me. I will have all the necessary paperwork ready by the end of next week and we can seal the deal. After that I will need a week or two to collect what I need in my new condo and the place will be yours. Today is the seventh of the month. What would you say we agree on the thirtieth to hand over the keys?

• That will be perfect, said Sebastian. We will send you an e-mail this afternoon with all the information you need. Next Friday we are working, but on the Monday after that we can meet to sign the deed. Is that all right with you?

• It is! Antonio said. As soon as I got your details I'll set up the appointment with my lawyer for Monday 16th. I just want to ask you for a down payment, as you surely understand. I had my lawyer prepare an official document that we can sign as soon as you come up with the first ten percent.

I took out my checkbook and wrote out the price Antonio had mentioned and handed it over to him. He went over to a nice antique cupboard with drawers and took out a document that he filled in. We both signed and he gave me the original after making a copy of it.

We had not been there more than an hour and we came out of the house, being the new owners.

As soon as we were in the car, I turned to Bobby and asked him:

• Do you think you could refurbish the space above the garage?

• Of course I can, he said. There is not that much work to do. I'll have to check on the plumber's work and electricity, but for the rest it is only a question of painting and replacing the wooden floor. I can have that space livable in less than a month.

• Would you eventually be interested in renting that place for yourself?

That was Sebastian who asked it, but he had taken the words right out of my mouth! As Bobby immediately said yes, it just confirmed what I had thought when we were up there.

Living with us, Bobby would have a kind of family he didn't have. He would be close to us and nonetheless have a space of his own. The place above the garage had a private entrance and that would give him the necessary freedom. I did like to think that Sebastian and I were his big brothers. Bobby knew he always had a place to come to if he needed it. He was grinning and his smile went from ear to ear.

Less than two months later everything was ready for the big moving day. Bobby had made a wonderful job in refurbishing the space above the garage. He had discovered that the place was perfectly insulated; that there was no need to replace any of the plumbing and that the electricity had been done only two years previous. He had decorated the place with very good taste. Antonio had left quite some furniture as he moved to a smaller place. Sebastian owned his own furniture and so, a lot of Antonio's furniture went to Bobby. The moving company had done a great job and we didn't have to deplore any breaking or loss. We had started the moving at seven o'clock in the morning and at seven o'clock at night the following day, we were perfectly settled, just as Bobby was.

As time went by, Bobby became almost essential. He kept the house clean, mowed the lawn, took care of the flowerbeds and even cleaned the pool. We insisted he didn't have to do it, but he said he loved it. With all the work he was doing, we decided quite soon that he wouldn't have to pay any rent. He felt guilty about that! But I was not taking any money from him anymore. That's when he started to cook for us, on top of al his other activities. Now it was our turn to feel guilty. Bobby was a friend and not a servant! One evening we had quite a serious conversation about that, but Bobby was as stubborn as we were and we didn't reach any kind of compromise. That didn't prevent us to be very close friends.

Friends indeed. Bobby was included in the majority of our activities. It was very uncommon to see us without him close by. Whatever we planned to do, it was so natural for us to include him. Whenever he planned on something, he always asked us to be part of it. He lived above the garage, but was most of the time in the house with us. The stronger my relationship with Sebastian grew, the more natural Bobby's presence became. We tried to convince Bobby to go out and find a lover or even a steady boyfriend, but his answer was always the same:

• Why should I go and find something I already have. You two are the best friends someone can have. I love you both dearly and I doubt that a stranger could change that. You make me feel safe and secure and I love being here with you as long as you want me to be. The day you feel that two is a company and three is a crowd, you just tell me and I'll get out of your way.

Strangely enough, neither Sebastian nor I wanted him out of the way. We really felt like family with each other and not having Bobby around would feel like someone was missing. Bobby was part of us. Yes, he lived officially above the garage, but he was with us most of the time. When he wasn't we went up to look for him. One day, as we came back from the airport, Bobby was not there. We were both really worried and Sebastian even thought of starting to call the police and the hospitals when Bobby arrived. He had just been held up in traffic when he came back from the supermarket. We hugged him and made it clear we cared for him, a lot more than what he thought.

Once the good weather started, we were actually living in our backyard. When we were just the three of us, we never put on clothes or swimwear. The whole summer, except when we had visitors, we lived naked next to the pool. We always had towels and shorts nearby for in case we had unannounced visitors, but quite a lot of friends knew that the pool area was clothing optional. On the days we didn't have to work it was common to have friends or colleagues coming over, as they know the pool was there and the BBQ was easily lit. On one of those occasions, a colleague of mine was lingering longer than the rest and was in deep conversation with Bobby. I could see my colleague Blake was interested in Bobby. Sebastian and I tried to disappear as discreetly as possible and leave them alone. As it was already quite late, we went to bed. Bobby and Blake promised to switch off the lights and shut the doors.

In the middle of the night I woke up, as I was thirsty. I had forgotten to bring a bottle of water to the bedroom and went down to get one from the fridge. Form the corner of my eye I saw a flickering light on the terrace. Bobby had lit a few candles and switched off the lights. I was just about to go out to the backyard, when I noticed that Blake was still with him. They were whispering as the open window of our bedroom was just above them. They were lying side by side on the large lounge chair. I could faintly see that Blake's hands were caressing Bobby's chest. From time to time, between two sentences, they kissed. Not a full kiss, just some pecks on each other's lips. I didn't want to disturb them and slipped out of the kitchen without making any noise. Once back in bed, I couldn't avoid hearing them, even if they were just whispering. I was tempted to look through the open window, but didn't. It was Bobby's life and for once he was with a decent guy. I knew Blake for several years now, but hadn't a clue that he was gay. I actually never stood still to think about it. Blake was a very good colleague and I didn't want to be nosy or snoop in his private life.

When the sunshine woke me up, I heard the noise of china and cutlery. My nose detected the smell of coffee. I looked at my watch and saw it was already about nine. Sebastian was stretching next to me and grabbed me so he could kiss me. When he broke the kiss his ever-present morning stomach growl made us laugh. I told him Bobby was already up and preparing breakfast. We went to the bathroom for our morning routine and then down to the terrace. We were greeted by Blake and Bobby making out next to the stove. They were both naked. When they heard us entering, Blake blushed and was clearly looking for something to cover up his nakedness. As we were standing behind the island, Blake couldn't see that we were naked as well. Bobby was smiling when he saw that Blake was not blushing, but getting as red as a lobster.

Sebastian went over to Bobby and gave him a kiss on the lips, as it was usual. He then turned to Blake and did the same. I followed him and did the same. That's when Blake noticed we were naked as well, but his natural shyness didn't help him at all. Sebastian went out and dove directly in the pool. He liked it to feel the fresh water over his body first thing in the morning. As the sun was already warming up the day, I followed Sebastian in the water and swam my laps. That swimming pool was certainly the best asset of this house. We came out and sat at the table as Bobby came out with the different plates and Blake with the coffee pot. Is there anything better than enjoying a good breakfast outdoors in good company? The answer is a definite no. The conversation as flowing freely and we had more than a good laugh. As Bobby went inside because he had forgotten something, I took the opportunity to say a few words to Blake:

• I don't think you will, but if you break Bobby's heart, I will make sure you regret the day you were born!

Blake was taken by surprise with my comment, but didn't answer. He just nodded. He knew me just from working together and not in private. He didn't know what to think. He didn't know what kind of relationship I had with Bobby. As a matter of fact, I saw him observing us to try to make out how the three of us were related. It was indeed difficult, for an outsider, to understand what we had in common.

Around ten o'clock, Blake left as he had an afternoon flight. Bobby let himself fall into a chair and asked me:

• What did you tell him to make him leave so soon?

• He left soon because he has an afternoon flight, I answered, but I told him that if he broke your heart, I would make sure he regrets the day he was born!

Bobby laughed out loud at that.

• You are so protective with me Jason, and I appreciate it. Blake is a nice guy and we will probably hang out together more in the future. For the moment I don't think he is boyfriend material! Yes, we kissed last night and we caressed, but we didn't have sex. I told him I want to know a person a lot more before giving myself over to intimate contact and sexual intercourse. He respected my point of view!

I had to smile at that as it were exactly the same words Sebastian had used when we met.

• Those are very wise words, Sebastian said. If I remember correctly I used them myself. It is a very good way to know if people are serious or just lusting after our bodies. I don't remember who said it, but someone said that if you like someone, throw him away, if he comes back it is because he is meant to be with you.

• What you mean is that I have to throw Blake away? Bobby asked.

• No, you don't have to. Jason here scared the hell out of him already!

Even though we were laughing at his last comment, Sebastian was right. With my warning, Blake would think twice before doing anything foolish.

The sky was blue and the sun was shinning happily. I decided to soak up some sun and Bobby volunteered to put some sun cream on me. Who was I to refuse such a generous offer? I lay down on the lounge chair next to the pool, face down. Sebastian was looking at us without moving. Bobby put some sun cream on his hands and started to rub it in my skin. I knew Bobby, and the way he was putting cream on my shoulders and back was not purely to protect me from the sun. It was turning into a real deep tissue massage. His hands glided over my body and I felt his energy flowing into me. I loved the feeling. I looked up at Sebastian who was watching us and he smiled and nodded as if to say he didn't mind if we were heading further than a rubdown. Bobby's hand went on gliding over my shoulders first and then my back. He had to put more cream on his hands to have the gliding well. When he reached my buttocks I started to feel my cock swell. I didn't mind. I even spread my legs a little further to give Bobby a perfect access to my body. His hands were magic on my skin. He kneaded my buttocks and, voluntarily or not, caressed my balls. The smooth movements soon turned out to be more forceful. With each passage of his hands on my ass-cheeks, he spread them and I could feel the sun warming my puckered hole. He put another load of cream on his hands and massaged my legs, paying a special attention to my feet. His fingers rubbed the plant of my feet and then intertwined with my toes. It was a very erotic feeling as his hands were soft and playing tenderly with my toes. He started travelling up again, putting the right pressure on my inner thighs, getting high enough to rub my scrotum and to caress my rosebud. The sexual tension was rising. When Bobby asked me to turn around, I looked up one more time at Sebastian who had not moved from where he was, watching the scene in amusement. I could see he was sporting a hard-on and softly playing with it while watching us. I turned around and lay on my back. My hard-on was no secret for anyone. Bobby squeezed some more sun cream on his hands and rubbed my shoulder briefly before travelling down to my chest. His hands roamed over my chest and nipples, which were erect in no time. He caressed them, pinched them and then went even further down. He knew my beliefs in energies and was aware that my sternum was the gate to my inner self, energy-wise. He put pressure on my sternum, indicating he wanted to give me his energy. I could feel it! Suddenly all my nerve endings came to life. I felt jolts of pleasure all through my body. My toes were curling almost painfully. My cock was throbbing to the beat of my heart. Bobby added the action of his tongue and his lips to the work of his hands. I was overwhelmed by sensations. Damn, it felt so right.

My eyes were closed and my mind tried to concentrate on what I was feeling. Bobby was doing a wonderful job. When I felt the warm moisture of his mouth and tongue on my cock, I thought I was going to explode there and then. But Bobby knew me too well already and slowed down his pace to make me feel even better. I opened my eyes briefly to look at Sebastian who was apparently enjoying the show. He was stroking his manhood in earnest. Bobby sucked my cock and twirled his cock around the head. I was moaning and groaning as if it was the first time this happened to me. He cupped my balls and squeezed them, stretching them as far as possible without causing pain. I had the sensation his tongue was everywhere at all times. His tongue caressed me almost more than his hands. He knew how to push me on the edge without getting me over it. His tongue was on my scrotum before going down onto my perineum. He munched on that tender flesh that was directly connected to my heartbeat that increased even more, if that was possible. I had problems breathing as all my senses were in overload. Bobby knew it but nonetheless pushed me further towards the edge. His fingers were rubbing my asshole. He added even more spit and circled my private entrance. I tried to relax because I wanted him in me, being it with his fingers or his tongue, or his cock. He sensed it. He put even more sun cream on his hands and rubbed my hole, in circles, putting pressure on my sphincter. His first finger was soon in me. With all the sun cream he could add a second finger and went as deep as necessary to reach and rub my prostate. I yelled out! He was wakening nerve endings that I didn't know existed. He was wriggling his fingers deep inside of me and I went to cloud nine and back in no time. When he pulled out his fingers out of my ass, I had that feeling of emptiness that I hated. Bobby was thoughtful enough to kneel between my legs, lifting and spreading them to their maximum extend. His cock was pointing right on target and the combination of sun cream and his pre-cum were all the necessary lubrication. He pushed softly and thanks to the preliminaries I was relaxed enough to welcome him inside of me. He pushed a little further and his cock-head disappeared inside of me. I gasped for air.

As Bobby felt me relaxing, he pushed even further inside. His cock entered me inch by inch. I threw my head back and opened my eyes just to see Sebastian beating his manhood furiously. He was clearly enjoying the show. Bobby started an in and out going movement. The friction of his cock in my love-tunnel was driving me wild. I grabbed Bobby's hips and pulled him even deeper into me. I couldn't get enough of him. I felt every inch of his cock giving me more pleasure than the second before. I felt my balls retracting in my body and the familiar tingling in my nether regions, announcing I was to spurt a forceful load into the air. Booby drove me to the edge but with the firm intention of pushing me over it. His cock was rubbing my prostate and I yelled out in pleasure. My juice was boiling and finding its way out of my cock. I started ejaculating and my ass-muscles followed the lead. That sent Bobby over the edge as well and he was filling my insides while I was coating my chest and stomach with me semen. Bobby collapsed on top of me with his manhood still embedded in me. We were wrapped in each other arms and tried to catch our breath.

Sebastian had his own semen coating his chest and belly. It was the first time we had a three-way with one only watching. I felt a little guilty but as I saw Sebastian's face, I knew I had nothing to worry about. I looked at Bobby and he had that content look on his face.

• I think you have enough sun cream on your body for a few hours, he said.

I thought so as well and when he got up, he went to Sebastian and licked the cum off of his body. He then shared it with Sebastian in a passionate kiss.

A few hours later, Bobby went up to his place to have a nap. I guessed he had not slept a lot last night.

As this was a first, Sebastian and I talked about it. None of us had a problem with what happened at the pool. Sebastian was not jealous at all, on the contrary. He said it was hot to watch and that he never had such an orgasm from masturbating. He loved me dearly and Bobby was very special to him, too. I had to admit I cared a lot for Bobby as well and that there was no comparison between the two of them. I loved Sebastian with all my heart and I wouldn't stand to live without him or to lose him. I loved Bobby as well and it was also difficult to imagine a life without him, but I could accept it. It was such a mix of feelings. Sebastian was my absolute number one in my life, but Bobby was essential as well. We did agree that our lives were really fulfilling and that we could not ask for more. Bobby was definitely part of it. Then Sebastian surprised me with a question:

• What would you think if Bobby was sharing our bed every night of the week?

• Would you like that? I asked him in return.

• That is not the question. The question is if you would consider it?

I had to think about that because it involved quite a lot. It was not only the lovemaking, it was also sleeping together and even more: waking up together. I was thinking out loud so Sebastian could follow my way of thinking. The question was if we loved each other enough to have a third person sharing everything we had and did. Did we love that person enough to have him with us all of the time? Could we create a balance of emotions and feelings so that all three of us would be satisfied and nobody left aside? To start with, it was a conversation we should have with Bobby bringing in his opinion.

• I don't want to jeopardize what we have, said Sebastian. And what we have is our mutual love and a life where three persons are concerned. You heard what he said when we talked in the past, telling him he had to go out and find someone. He always says "Why should I go and find something I already have". That makes me think he not only loves us, but that he fell in love with us. I have never considered a three-way relationship, because I think that two persons already have a full-time job making their relationship work. Look at us! We had to endure quite some hard times, but we made it and we are happy. Bobby spices up our sex-life and as we both agree to share those intimate moments with him from time to time, I think it is ok. But from there, going into a full three-way relationship, is something else.

I did agree with him. I loved the way Sebastian could put everything on a row and point out the most important things. Even in a subject that was so emotional, he succeeded in rationalizing the facts. I was so proud of him and admired him for who he was. I agreed wholeheartedly with what he said, but there was a question that was still unanswered: would he like Bobby to share our bed and our lives? He was a little hesitant in answering me right away, but nevertheless, he did:

• I love you with all my heart and all my being Jason. You are what I am living for. Bobby is a fantastic guy and I love him deeply, but not as deeply as I love you. We share quite a lot of moments, and even intimate ones, but I am not sure I want to share everything with him like I do with you. Once he starts to share our bed on a permanent basis, I admit I am scared of what can come out of it. Would I like him to share our bed more often? Yes, if I am a hundred percent sure no one will be hurt at the end, and as you know, we can never be a hundred percent sure of things.

What could I say? Once again he was right. That was actually the best thing we had: we could talk about any and everything with a total openness. We were open-minded and knew the limits we couldn't cross, although there were very few of them. We said from the very start that we wanted a monogamous relationship an, apart from Bobby, that was what we had. We knew we could talk about any man we found attractive, without creating jealousy or envy. And we knew that not a lot of men, (and women for that fact) who were living together, did not reach the trust we had in each other, nor the respect. We didn't consider ourselves an exception to any rule. We just lived by our standards. Sebastian and I did wholeheartedly agree on those standards. We dropped the subject and went to bed. We made passionate love before falling to sleep in each other's arms.

Days, weeks and months went by. Sebastian and I hadn't resumed our conversation about Bobby and the place he had in our lives. Most of the times Bobby shared our bed, it happened as if it was the most natural thing in the world. It was never discussed. There was never any argument about it. Jealousy was just not part of the equation. We sincerely loved each other and yes, the lovemaking was fantastic.

Bobby had decided that Blake was, indeed, not boyfriend material. They had gone out several times and from what Bobby told us, they even had some awesome sex, but that was it! It was sex and not lovemaking. He had that tender look on his face when he mentioned that. He was really an open book for us. There wasn't a face-expression that we didn't understand. Bobby didn't specifically hide things to us, and neither did we to him. We just assumed he had things of his own. He was not obliged to share everything with us, but he just did and even more when something was bothering him. He trusted us completely, just as we trusted him. Even though Sebastian and I had not talked about it anymore, my mind wandered towards the life we had and how it had evolved in what it was now. It happened more than once that we were passionately kissing just to say hello or goodbye. Bobby was always super horny when we came back from a long haul flight with overnights. His sex-drive was clearly higher than Sebastian's or mine. We urged him to find someone so he wouldn't have to wait till we got home, but he said his hand was sufficient at those times.

In the summer months we would often come home from a flight and find Bobby naked by the pool. It was always a nice sight for our tired eyes and bodies. He got a nice tan and as we were naked most of the time when we were by the pool, his tan lines were almost none existent. I could watch him for hours when he moved around the pool or in the garden with the sun giving him that special glow, and he knew it! He moved with such a grace and agility. He knew how to wake our excitement. His natural beauty, his dazzling smile and the way he licked his upper lip could give a hard-on to an impotent man! I was amazed with his way of diving into the water and swiftly come out of it at the other end of the pool, letting the water glide from his body. The sun would inevitably shine through the drops on his skin and made it seem covered by thousands of lights. He would then throw his head back and his hair would fall in place over his skull and his neck. He could even shake his body like a dog coming out of the water and send drops in all directions.

• I am going to the kitchen for a beer. Anyone wants something from inside? Bobby asked.

Sebastian wanted one as well and I just joined them as to not be left out. Bobby came back with the three beers, handed me one and went over to Sebastian to give him his. As he stumbled, he spilled quite some beer over Sebastian's chest and stomach. Bobby immediately fell on his knees and started to lap up the spilled beer. That's when I wondered if he had stumbled on purpose or not. He sure made an erotic scene out of it, licking Sebastian's chest, insisting on his nipples where I couldn't see any traces of beer. Then he went down and licked his stomach. Sebastian clearly loved the attention and the way Bobby was cleaning him up as his cock was rock-hard in an instant. That was something Bobby would not ignore! He actually poured some beer on Sebastian's crotch and cleaned it up with his tongue. As I was seated a little apart, I could see Bobby was sporting a boner as well. His constant horny state was clearly visible. He stayed on his knees between Sebastian's legs, licking and sucking the spilled drink. Sebastian opened his legs further so Bobby would have perfect and complete access. Although I had seen Bobby in action more than once, I was still amazed at his stamina. He could worship a cock like no other. For once I was looking and not directly participating and I understood what Sebastian had said a few weeks previously. It was indeed hot to see Bobby go down on Sebastian like he did. Sebastian had thrown back his head and put his hands on Bobby skull. He was not pushing or anything, just holding Bobby's head.

Bobby was doing an expert job and I saw Sebastian's chest going up and down due to his heavy breathing. Bobby knew better than bringing him off so quickly and let the cock flop out of his mouth, licking the shaft and swallowing his balls. He sucked on the scrotum and pulled on Sebastian's balls to a maximum, without inflicting any pain. He munched on his perineum and his tongue soon traveled to his crack. Sebastian lifted his legs and put his feet on Bobby's shoulder, spreading them even more to give him the chance to rim his puckered hole. I watched intently and enjoyed the show. My cock was already oozing pre-cum like a faucet. I tried to keep my hands off of my cock, because I knew that if I touched myself, I would explode immediately. I wanted to enjoy those two men going at it and have an orgasm when they were finished. Bobby's tongue darted in and out of Sebastian's hole and I could hear my lover moaning and groaning. The slurping sounds of Booby's mouth on Sebastian's ass were affecting me more than I thought and my own cock was throbbing like never before.

When Bobby got up we looked at him and he had a bright smile on his face. He urged Sebastian to put his feet on the ground and as soon as that was done, he straddled Sebastian and sat on his lap. He pressed his nether region in Sebastian's crotch and rubbed his hips over the sensitive cock that was nestled between his legs. Both were leaking pre-cum like crazy and Bobby took the opportunity to rub that clear liquid between his ass-cheeks. He then lifted himself till Sebastian's cock was pointing right at his rosebud. He closed his eyes and concentrated on relaxing his whole body and then slowly lowered himself. I saw the cock-head press against his anus. He was tight, but with a little willpower he pushed himself down with a bit more strength and the cock-head disappeared inside of him. Just the head. Bobby stood still as to get used to the invasion, but then, in one powerful thrust he impaled himself on Sebastian, till he was in up to the hilt. He lifted his feet from the ground to be sure nothing prevented Sebastian's cock to go as deep as his own body allowed. It must have felt good as Bobby's and Sebastian's faces were showing pure ecstasy. Bobby started gyrate his hips, provoking movements with Sebastian's cock that reached places deep inside Bobby's bowels. If their breathing (and mine) was any indication, they were both on the edge of spurting their loads. Bobby's dick was pressed between their bellies and the head poked out of its imprisonment, shinning as it was covered by the on-going flow of pre-cum.

Suddenly Bobby held his breath, pushing his hips down. His cock-head popped up and I could see his juices spurting out, rope after rope of creamy white liquid leaving his cock-head and splattering Sebastian's chest. Bobby's ass-muscles must have contracted quite strongly as Sebastian closed his eyes, groaned out loud and pushed his hips upwards, deep into Bobby's bowels. I could only imagine his semen coating Bobby's insides. Bobby fell forwards and kissed Sebastian with an uncommon ferocity. That sent me over the edge and I had a powerful orgasm without touching myself.

We were all three panting and trying to catch our breath. Bobby and Sebastian broke their kiss and looked over at me. I was all smiles just as they were. We had once again shared orgasmic heights even though I had not left my chair.

Bobby stood up, taking Sebastian's hand and reaching out for mine. We stood up from where we were seated and he dragged us to the pool. We all fell into the water and I was stupidly thinking the filters of the pool would have extra work. We fooled around in the water like kids. We were happy and not only because of the sex. It was great, yes, but we were so much closer on a lot of other things that made life fulfilling. We had each other.

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