Hot Tub Three-Way
An Original Story by speedo_lover
"Today is going to be a great day!" thought Cory as he was awakened by his alarm at 7 a.m. on a Saturday morning. Two things that he had wanted for a long time would be granted today: a hot tub and (hopefully) an encounter with an on-line friend who sounded really hot.
A wave of doubt swept through Cory's mind when he thought about Tom, his on-line stud. How many times have people represented themselves on-line or in chat rooms to be much better than they actually were? But things had gone well so far with Tom. He had even sent a picture of himself to Cory, and Tom looked pretty fit. His face was cut out of the picture, though, so it was possible that the studly body was accompanied by a grotesque, scarred face.
But Cory quickly put that thought out of his mind. "Negative thoughts can become a self-fulfilling prophecy," he warned himself.
So, Cory dragged himself out of bed, hopped in the shower, and emerged clean and refreshed. Cory went into his bedroom and selected the two pieces of clothing that would be the only things that he would wear for the entire weekend: his favorite pair of red high-cut Speedos and a pair of tight white cotton shorts that were slightly see-through. As he put his Speedos on, he admired his small tan line that he had worked on this summer. It was worth the risk of skin cancer.
At precisely 8 a.m., the truck with his new hot tub in it arrived and two men from the store quickly set up the spa on his back patio. Cory had wanted a hot tub for years and probably could have afforded a cheaper model earlier, but he held out until he could buy the one he most wanted: a four-person hot tub with two lounger-seats in it, each with a jet that moved vertically up and down the person's back. He knew he would be in heaven as soon as the water that was currently being put in the tub by the garden hose was warm and bubbly.
A few minutes after the delivery men left, Cory surrendered to his exhibitionist tendencies and removed his cotton shorts, exposing his Speedos and his package for all the world to see. Of course, being the practical exhibitionist that he was, Cory had a 6-foot fence installed around his patio to protect himself from being arrested for the occasional nude sunbathing ritual and what would soon be a daily nude soak in his hot tub. So, with the fence in place, not many people could see him. Cory let out a dejected sigh because he had let his practical side win out over his exhibitionist side. "I guess that's the kind of decisions I'll be making as I reach the dreaded old age of 30," Cory thought.
The gate to the fence opened and in walked Cory's neighbor, Chris. Cory had checked out Chris on a number of occasions because, like Cory, Chris never seemed to wear a shirt. Chris had a nice carpet of brown chest hair and a defined but not overly muscular chest. Cory didn't know, though, if Chris was into guys or not.
Unfortunately, Chris had succumbed to trying to keep up with the fashion styles of people half of his mid-thirties age and wore baggy shorts that reached down past his knees. Of course, the look would not be complete without the obligatory pair of boxers rising up from the waist of the shorts. Cory had tried wearing boxers, even the slightly more sexy boxer-briefs, but he found them completely un-erotic. He also continually had to pull the boxers down as they rode up on him quickly. Needless to say, Cory had discarded the few pairs of boxers that he had shortly after he had purchased them.
"Hey, looks like there's a hot tub party at Cory's tonight!", Chris said as he invited himself onto Cory's patio.
"There may be a party tonight," Cory replied. He paused for a moment and, without thinking, added, "But the House Rules state that guys can only wear Speedos in the tub. So you and your boxers are out of luck."
Cory's face started to turn red as soon as he got the last words out of his mouth. Although he was not ashamed of his orientation, Cory never flaunted his lifestyle, believing instead that some matters are private and are no one's business. He also didn't like the gay label being placed on himself or anyone else. Cory realized that his last comment to Chris could be interpreted in the wrong way. To Cory's knowledge, Chris did not know that Cory was gay, and Cory wanted to keep it that way.
After a minute or so pause, Chris responded, "Man, how can you wear those things? They look so tight and confining." Cory was not sure but he thought that Chris was checking out Cory's defined, hairy body in that short span of time.
"Don't knock 'em until you try 'em, Boxer Boy," Cory replied. "How can you wear baggy shorts all the time? It's like wearing pants that are a few inches too short and several sizes too big."
"Yeah, I gotta go," Chris replied in a sheepish manner as he opened the gate. Cory did not know if he would ever speak to Chris again, given this conversation, and at that moment, he did not really care. He had the other matter to focus on: meeting Tom for the first time.
The night before, Cory had agreed (via an internet chat room) to meet Tom at the community outdoor pool. Tom was a little hesitant about meeting there especially since neither of them knew what the other one looked like. Cory had only seen a faceless picture of Tom via e-mail (which wasn't enough to identify him), and since Cory did not have a scanner, Tom had no idea what Cory looked like.
Cory replied to Tom by typing "Come on. How many people at that pool wear Speedos??? Every time I go there, I'm the ONLY one. You know we live in a really conservative area and the men DON'T wear Speedos (sigh). Just another bit of evidence confirming the downfall of American society (GRIN!)"
Tom sent a message back: "OK, stud. I'll be the hot hairy guy wearing black Speedos. By the way, I have a full head of dark hair with a little bit of gray around the temples."
Cory knew that Tom was about 8 or 10 years older than himself. But Cory also thought that age was mostly a state of mind, so long as the person continued to work out occasionally, age didn't matter. And from the faceless picture that Cory received, Tom looked like he took care of his body. Cory knew that he would soon find out how well Tom took care of himself because he wouldn't be able to hide much wearing only a pair of Speedos. That thought caused Cory's dick to swell a bit but he repressed the urge to relieve himself in the hope that Tom would be doing that for him shortly.
Cory got to the pool around noon and looked around. As suspected, no one but Cory was brave enough to wear Speedos. Tom obviously had not yet arrived. Cory hoped that he wouldn't be stood up, as he had been a few times before with shy internet wimps.
As Cory was spreading sunscreen across his hairy chest, he saw a 6-foot tall guy walking out of the men's locker room, wearing only a pair of black Speedos. "That has to be Tom," Cory thought. "And he really is a stud."
Appearing casual, Cory sat back in his chaise lounge and spread his legs to show off his package better as he watched Tom scan the crowd for another guy in Speedos. Since Cory was by the deep end of the pool which was on the opposite side as the men's locker room, Tom had not yet spotted him. Cory took the opportunity to admire Tom's body from afar, including the nice tan that he had. His Speedos seemed kind of tight also which probably meant that Tom was blessed by the almighty penis god!
After a slight panic, Tom spotted Cory's red Speedos and immediately liked the body that was in them. Tom noticed that Cory had the classic swimmer's body except for the fact that Cory had a moderate dusting of hair on his chest and legs, unlike those swimmers that have to shave their bodies for some incredibly minor speed advantage.
"Looking good, Cory," Tom said as he approached the chaise lounge.
"Right back at you, Tom. Let's get wet," Cory replied. Since gazing upon Tom's body, Cory's cock began to grow and would soon become very noticeable sticking out of his tight Speedos.
"Good idea," said Tom, who quickly dumped his towel and sunscreen on the ground by Cory's stuff. Tom felt his own prick stirring as well.
Tom admired Cory's tight ass as Cory did a perfect entry dive into the water. Following, Tom showed that he was no stranger to the water as he entered and swam underwater for the 5 or 6 yards that separated him and Cory.
Tom surfaced and Cory quickly apologized, "Sorry, but a little something was going to become very noticeable if I didn't get in the water fast."
"No apologies necessary, as I was thinking the same thing. I'm so glad that you turned out to be such a stud!" replied Tom.
They both swam to the edge of the pool and looked into each other's eyes for a moment. Tom boldly ran his free hand over Cory's chest underwater, stopping to give special attention to Cory's right nipple.
"Ahh, you remembered I'm a nipple man," Cory said quietly. Without saying another word, Cory reached down and forcefully grabbed Tom's dick and balls, causing Tom to react like he had been shocked by an electrical current.
"I shouldn't have told you I like the forceful type," said Tom as he regained his composure. "Let's just take it easy in public, OK?"
Cory looked around and noticed that no one had the slightest interest in the two guys in the deep end of the pool. He quicly put his hand down the front of Tom's Speedos and said, "But that's not very much fun!"
"When in Rome...," Tom replied as he massaged Cory's ass through the spandex material. "Why don't you loosen the string on your suit? I promise you'll be rewarded," Tom said with an irresistible grin on his handsome face.
Cory did as asked and was rewarded with an ass massage and a quick probe of his hole by one of Tom's fingers. Before he realized what was happening, Tom dove under the water and pulled Cory's Speedos all the way off of his body! Cory was turned on, but at the same time, he was shocked at Tom's actions.
Tom surfaced and he quickly said, "So, Mr. Exhibitionist, what are you going to do now? Your towel is about 20 feet from the edge of the pool." Tom's irrestible grin had turned a bit mischievous.
Cory knew that Tom had the upper hand. "OK, what do you want in exchange for giving my suit back?" Cory asked. He wouldn't admit it to Tom but treading water in a public pool without his Speedos on was really turning Cory on.
"Well, for starters, I hope your hot tub was delivered today like you said it would be and I hope it's nice and warm by now. Because that's where I'm going to feed my 8 inch cock to your ass," Tom said with a gleam in his eyes.
"Gee, you drive a hard bargain. I accept your terms with one modification. Since you stole my Speedos in a public place, I insist that you keep your Speedos on in the hot tub no matter what we do. Even if they're hanging around your ankles, you have to keep them on. Agreed?" Cory asked.
"Agreed. Now let's get out of here." Tom dove under the water again and, with Cory's help, put Cory's suit back on.
"One other thing," said Cory. "You and I are going to walk out of here and to the car wearing only our Speedos -- no shorts. Got it? I'll make you an exhibitionist yet."
Tom nodded his agreement and the two gathered their things and headed for their cars in wet, tight Speedos. The sight caused a bit of a stir and hushed conversation among the conservative people who were at the pool.
Cory said, "Follow me. My house is only three blocks from here."
Of course, three blocks seemed like 300 miles but they eventually got to Cory's house. Cory chuckled to himself as he noticed that Chris was watching him and Tom as they got out of their cars wearing only Speedos. "If he didn't think I was gay before, he sure does now," Cory thought.
Out on the back patio, Cory took the cover off the hot tub and noticed that the water had warmed up nicely. Tom came onto the patio and immediately pulled Cory into a senuous kiss. The tongue-lashing lasted about 5 minutes and included some serious groping. Cory couldn't wait to see Tom naked but then he remembered his demand: Tom had to keep his Speedos on at all times. Cory then decided to play a little game with Tom to heighten the sexual tension.
Slowly, Cory stepped away from Tom and ran his hands seductively around his chest, paying special attention to his nipples. Cory then started to rub his erect dick through his tight Speedos and quickly took them off. He threw them to Tom and said, "I think you wanted these about ten minutes ago." They landed right in Tom's face and he left them there for a moment so that he could smell the essence of Cory in them.
Tom was really getting turned on now and he reached down to undo the string of his Speedos. He started to pull his Speedos down and Cory stopped him.
"Forgetting our deal? You cannot remove those all the way."
"That was just foreplay, right? You're not going to hold me to that, are you?" Tom asked with a tortured look on his face.
"A deal is a deal," replied Cory.
After hearing that, Tom decided to accept his fate and get down to business. He practically carried Cory into the hot tub and forced Cory to assume the doggy-style position. With Cory's ass exposed, Tom quickly began to rim him, sticking his tongue into Cory's asshole as far as it would go.
Cory let out a long moan of pleasure but that was quickly replaced by a gasp as Tom shoved two of his fingers up Cory's ass without warning. After the initial shock, the finger massage felt good and Cory begged for more. Two fingers quickly became three as Cory willingly relaxed his muscles and put up little resistance to the invaders.
Tom removed his fingers and told Cory to relax and push out. No sooner had he said this than Tom lined up his thick 8-inch cock at Cory's asshole and pushed in hard. Cory screamed in pain but Tom had expertly entered all the way very quickly.
"Believe it or not, that's the best way to take my huge cock. If I would have warned you or if we would've taken it slowly, you would have experienced a lot more pain," Tom said as he massaged Cory's back.
Tom bent down and licked Cory's neck and ears to relax him. Cory felt fuller than on any other occassion when he had been the bottom. Pain was quickly replaced by pleasure since Tom's dick was applying just the right amount of pressure on Cory's prostrate. Cory could also feel Tom's chest hair on his back since Tom was leaning down and it sent a shiver up Cory's spine because it felt so good.
Sensing that Cory was ready, Tom slowly pulled his dick almost all the way out of Cory and started fucking him with short, shallow thrusts. This provided the best stimulation of Cory's prostrate and Cory moaned in ecstasy. Tom kept up the shallow thrusts for a few minutes longer and then decided it was time for some deep action.
Just as Tom thrust his dick all the way up Cory, the gate opened and in walked Chris with a towel around his waist. Cory and Tom were stunned, and sensing this, Chris quickly said, "I heard what a good time you guys were having over here and I wondered if I could join you."
"I'll be damned," Cory managed to say. "I didn't think you were into fucking men. But you know the House Rules: no Speedos, no hot tub."
Chris looked surprised and replied, "But you guys aren't wearing them."
"Tom, please show my neighbor that you are complying with the rules," Cory said as he craned his neck around to see Tom.
Tom carefully reached down into the water and pulled up his Speedos while remaining firmly implanted in Cory's ass. "See? I've got mine on," Tom said.
Chris dropped his towel, revealing a hot pair of skimpy white Speedos. "I guess I'm glad that I bought these then," he said with a big smile on his face.
Cory was impressed with Chris even though Chris had really bad tan lines that started at his knees. Cory said, "OK, you've complied with the rules, too. You may enter."
Chris closed the gate, let his monster cock out of his Speedos and entered the hot tub behind Tom. Tom resumed pumping Cory and got the added benefit of Chris running his hands all over Tom's hairy chest and butt. Chris started to play with Tom's asshole and Tom quickly figured out what Chris had in mind.
"Hey, I've never been both a top and a bottom at the same time. I don't think I can handle it," Tom said with a worried look on his face.
"Just relax and stop thrusting into Cory until I'm all the way in," Chris replied. That being said, Chris quickly entered Tom's relaxed asshole. Tom never felt such pleasure. He slumped against Cory's back for a minute until he regained his composure.
"Now, you set the pace and I'll follow," said Chris as he gently moved around inside Tom's ass.
Soon, the three got into an intense rhythm. All three were moaning like whores and they knew it wouldn't be long before this encounter would end. Sweat poured off of Tom onto Cory and Chris's chest hair was matted against his body.
All of a sudden, Tom let out a loud moan and shot his load deep into Cory's ass. Tom's ass muscles clamped down on Chris's dick and sent Chris over the edge. After about a minute of Tom and Chris squirting their loads, they slumped against each other with a satisfied moan of ecstasy.
Cory loved it when Tom shot his cum deep inside, but that didn't push Cory to orgasm. He carefully moved out from under Tom, who sat down in the hot tub. Cory turned Chris around and drove his cock full force into Chris waiting ass. After only a few minutes of deep, sweaty thrusts, Cory exploded into Chris's ass with the best orgasm he had ever had.
The hot tub would see many more adventures of these three studs, especially after Tom moved in with Cory.
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