Max-and-Marty Adult Friends
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MAX-AND-MARTY-Part-Three
F.B.F. Gets a Club House
Once we got home from our camping trip, Max and I started to spend more time together. I beefed up my workouts to every day and coordinated with Max's schedule. He was a great coach. I would never be as flexible as he is, that has to begin very early. But, I would certainly be as strong, or stronger, lean and built, under his expert training. He pushed me hard in the gym and never let me quit before I had reached my absolute limit. Even then, he made me do one more rep when I thought I couldn't do any more. Max said that he was in charge in the gym and that I had to obey him. He was going to make me into the best body possible. Then, in the bedroom, i was the boss and Max whimpered and submitted to me completely.
In the gym, everyone looked at Max, sometimes they looked at me, but Max was the star. His adorable face and his perfect body drew stares from everyone, male and female. He was still as flexible as when he was a teen, and he showed off his flexibility in the gym and in the bedroom. The best thing was that Max didn't even notice anyone else at the gym. His focus was always on me and our workouts together. He molded me with his coaching and with his tender touch. After our vigorous workouts, we would go to the locker room. Steam, dry sauna, and frigid dips were the order of every day. Max showed me how we could release toxins from our bodies in the steam room. Then, we released muscle tension in the dry sauna, followed by a plunge in the frigid pool that closed our pores. Finally, we showered together and I helped Max keep his body hair-free. We were the perfect team.
At home, Kathy kept Max busy with honey-do tasks and other family stuff. They were strained, but they both tried to make it work. They felt it was the right thing for their daughter. Max said they hadn't had sex in over two years and he'd moved into the guest bedroom two months back. It didn't bode well.
On another front, I got a call from an old friend of mine from college. He had just moved back to town to settle up his parent's estate. He knew how much I loved the outdoors and he wanted to know if I might be interested in buying his parents' lake house. I agreed to meet him out there to take a look. It was about an hour's drive from my house, so I headed that way on Friday morning; Tristan agreed to meet me later that morning. I packed a small bag with swimming stuff, just in case, and I pulled on a pair of tight shorts and a low-cut scoop-neck tank top. I wanted to look hot when I saw Tristan after all this time. He had not seen me in this good of shape - ever. My workouts really showed and I wanted to show off.
Tristan and I went to high school and college together. We played sports together and were pretty good friends. He knew I was gay and that was fine with him. We fooled around a little as teens, but he never said he was gay. I'm anxious to see how he's stayed in shape over the years since I last saw him. I followed Tristan's directions and drove to the cabin. He was already there when I arrived. When I drove up the gravel road, Tristan stepped out to greet me OMG!
Tristan stood almost six feet tall, he weighed in at 175 maybe. His gorgeous blonde hair was long, hanging to his shoulders. He was shirtless, exposing hard pecs covered in blonde fur, incredible chiseled abs, also blonde and furry. He had on a pair of very skimpy satin gym shorts, and , like me, he was obviously commando. My cock twitched on my shorts and I slapped it hard before getting out of the car. When I stepped out onto the drive, Tristan walked up and gave me a huge bear hug, towering over me and pressing my face into his massive hairy chest. I got a whiff of his manly musk, he had obviously been working this morning and sweat was matting his armpit hair and dripping down the cleavage between his incredible tits.
Tristan: "Ethan! It's so good to see. How long has it been? Five years? I think so, five years sounds right. C'mon in. This is a great place. My folks took great care of it and it has lots of amenities."
Me: "Tristan, It's great to see you. You are in amazing shape. Working out a lot?"
Tristan: "Oh, yeah. I hit the gym every day for two hours. I still like to show off my body, so I have to stay in shape. Besides, I'd be lonely if I didn't look like this. What are you doing? Your body is so hot. You've leaned down and built up some nice musculature. I'm impressed. What's your secret?"
Me: Well, I also hit the gym every day for about two hours and I have a superior personal trainer. He's a competitive gymnast and he works my ass off. So, what are you up to that your body is so important?"
Tristan: "Oh, it's important because I want to stay hot as long as I can. I'm only thirty and I want to look even younger. The real reason is that I'm a motivational speaker in San Francisco now. I help men reach their highest potential and achieve their biggest goals. I run a life coaching business with a staff of five men. I insist they all look like me and keep their bodies in perfect shape. If they get fat, they're fired! Just kidding. But, our clients often need us because they feel bad about the way they look, so we set a good example and then encourage men to eat right and workout to be the best they can be."
Me: "Wow! That sounds exciting. I guess business os good?"
Tristan: "Oh fuck yeah! I'm doing great. I have tons of freedom to travel and meet people. That also gives me time to enjoy my body in the arms of other good looking men."
Me: "Oh, wow, Tristan. That's the first time you've come out to me. Thanks for the trust."
Tristan: "Oh, I thought you knew. I mean, we swapped spit and cum back in the day. I knew you were gay, I figured you knew about me. I don't `come out' to people anymore. I am who I am and you either know me or you don't. Who I fuck is nobody's business but mine."
Me: "Cool. I feel the same way. So. show e around the property."
So, we walked through the house. It has a large living area with a view of the lake, a huge open kitchen that looks out over the living area and out to the water. There is a nice dining area. Down the hall are two bedrooms and a full spa/bath. Then there's the Master Suite with its own exit to the wrap-around deck and a view of the lake on this side. There is also a huge spa/bath ensuite. Then, downstairs, there are three more bedrooms and one and a half bathrooms. As well as another living area, storage area, and the laundry. From this living area, you walk out onto a large concrete patio and down a long sidewalk to a double-welled boat dock with an attached swimming platform. The property includes a lot that measures 85' wide lakefront by 150' deep.
After checking out the dock, we walked back up the hill to the house, I was in the lead. The view of the house from this side was impressive. As we walked, Tristan reached up and squeezed my ass. "Mmm, nice!" he muttered. I slowed my pace and Tristan got closer and grabbed both cheeks and squeezed a little harder. I reach around and grabbed his crotch, bulging out of his tight shorts. I was glad Tristan was as horny as me and that we still found each other hot. I walked a lot faster and ran into the house and p the stairs. Tristan ran after me, laughing hard.
We got upstairs and Tristan tackled me in the middle of the living room floor. His size and strength easily overpowered me as he pinned me on my back. His long blonde hair hung down and his hairy chest got close to mine, and I could feel his heavy breathing on my face as he closed in to kiss me hard. He held my arms against the floor as he ravaged my mouth, piercing my lips with his tongue. I relaxed to accept whatever followed.
Tristan kissed my neck and down onto my chest. Then, he invited me to come to bed with him. We went to the master bedroom and undressed slowly, savoring the view as we reminded each other of the hard places on our bodies, heightening our arousal. By the time we fell onto the bed, our cocks were rock hard and throbbing. Tristan's member was a whopping 8" shaft of fat, hard meat. I needed to have it in my mouth, so I went down on him immediately, pushing him into the mattress to have all of his cock in my grip. I licked inside the foreskin, scraping smegma and pre-cum from its folds. Then I licked all around his huge mushroom cap, causing Tristan to squirm from excitement. I reached up and combed my fingers through his soft chest hair and found his hard nipples. I twisted and pinched them, causing Tristan to arch his back and moan. I swallowed his 8" monster and pulled him in so his balls slapped my face. I kept up my assault on his cock until he pulled me off and turned me over.
Tristan laid me on my back and raised my legs into the air. Then, he dove his stubbled face into my ass, scratching my cheeks with his face and licking his way into my hole. He fucked me with his tongue and I cried out in delight. Tristan dumped a ton of saliva into me and I flexed my pucker open and closed to draw his juice inside me. His long tongue penetrated me over and over, I squealed with pleasure. At last, Tristan pulled up and laid my legs over his powerful shoulders, pulling me into the perfect fuck angle. Then, his invasion began.
Tristan's meat was a fat 8" of throbbing, uncut delight. He pressed the tip against my pucker and I flexed out to invite him inside. He pushed a little harder and his head popped through my ring. Then, Tristan slowly fed his cock into my pussy, inch-by-inch, invading my eager cunt. I moaned from deep inside as he filled my gut with man-meat. He started slowly, letting my pussy get accustomed to his massive girth and length. I let out a deep sigh and my cavity opened to receive his hunk of lust. Tristan picked up the pace and fucked me harder and deeper. Each thrust drove his member against the wall of my rectum, and it ripped past my prostate, sending shivers of pleasure through me. I was white-knuckling the sheets. Trying not to scream. Tristan is an excellent lover and his skills are driving me insane!
My cock is throbbing and bouncing with Tristan's every thrust. I dare not touch it or it will fire missiles into the air. Tristan has started to pump faster now, and each shove goes deep into my guts. Tristan is grinding me like animal in heat, ready to release and breed me. He grabs my cock with both hands and squeezes it hard, hoping to stop me from cumming. Then, he ruptures the end of his penis and a flood of hot man cream came pouring out, quickly filling my cunt and leaking out around his shaft. Then, Tristan jumps down and shoves his mouth over the end of my cock and swallows it. I was ready to cum before, now I am out of control. A torrent of my hot cum flies out and into Tristan's waiting mouth and throat. He slurps it all down, hungry for every drop in my shaft, sucking to be sure he gets it all.
When he rolls onto his back, I go down on his cock and wash my cum and cunt juice off him. Then, he reaches into my asshole and scoops out his cum and feeds it to me. He keeps going back for more, filling my mouth with his juice. When we're through, our mouths are covered in cum that just made it to our lips. We lay together for a few minutes. At last Tristan says:
"I teach all my clients to begin everyday with a protein shake. That is the best protein shake on the plant. More men need to start their day with cock juice."
Me: "Tristan, you are so right. We have both gotten so much better at this than we were back in college. Damn, man! Your cock got bigger too. Vitamins?"
Tristan: "Not sure, maybe genetics. My dad is huge and my brothers both have thick long cocks. I just caught up with them I guess. Too bad we don't get to fuck more often."
We cleaned up the mess and straightened up the house. Then, we sat down and worked out a deal for the property. Tristan said the furniture and appliances were included, along with whatever water related toys and such were in the storage locker down by the dock. Whatever was there that day would be there when I came back. We signed a contract and I wrote him a check for earnest money. Then, we parted ways after a long, wet kiss.
Me: "I hope we can have a long meeting at closing. Maybe you'll need another protein shake that day?"
Tristan: "Oh, you can count on that. There will be fucking after closing. See ya!"
We drove a way. My mind immediately went to what I was going to do with the place. The first thing was to buy a sign to hang over the front door: "F.B.F. Clubhouse" - Fuck Buddies Forever Clubhouse. I couldn't wait to tell Max all about. We could keep this place as a sex retreat and nobody will ever notice. He can be safer here than anywhere else we've been meeting.
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When I got home, I immediately called Max and invited him over. He said he'd be there in a little while. He needed to prep himself. I was good with that. I needed a shower too. So, I jumped in the shower and got fresh again. When I got off, I didn't have time to even grab a towel. I knew it had to be Max, so I went to the door naked. I checked through the peephole and it was Max, dressed in a cute pair of athletic shorts and no shirt. I opened the door and pulled him inside. I threw my naked body at hims and started to rattle on about the F.B.F. Clubhouse.
I dragged him to the bedroom and yanked his shorts down. That exposed his cock and balls restrained by a tight cock ring. His skin was blushed, he had shaved and waxed recently. His smooth body glistened from the oil he spread on after the shave. Our routine had become one of Max presenting himself as my bitch. He never wore underwear anymore, he kept his cock restrained in a jock-style cup most of the time. He asked me to be sure he had no body hair. He wanted to serve me and pleasure me whenever he was at my house. I tried to reciprocate, but Max insisted that he didn't want me too. Maybe some other time he'd say and then he would suck my cck, edging me over and over again. He brought me so close to orgasm and expertly held me off. His mouth was a hot, wet haven for my turgid cock.
After his mouth worked me over, he opened his pussy to the invasion of my hard rocket. I shot into him fast and hard, easily reaching the depths of his hot rectum. He was always absolutely clean inside' he took great care to be sure there wasn't any fecal matter inside his perfect pussy. His prostate swelled up as I rubbed past it. Max tensed and moaned when I ground his gland with my cock. We edged when we fucked as well. I forced us to the edge of orgasm, then slid out and waited for calm. Again and again, we both cried out for release only to have me refuse to allow it. Max got red-faced from the desire to let go. I needed to fill him with my cum and allow him to release his own. So, I assaulted his cunt with hard, deep thrusts. It only took a few until the juice rose in my shaft and flew out into my Max. As soon as he felt my cum, his own cock let fly with rope after rope of cream that hit his face and is chest and drooled down his abs. We both felt blessed release and I fell on top of him, rubbing his cum into my hairy chest and covering his face with my kisses.
I used my finger to trace designs in the sticky residue drying on his perfect chest. Twirling around his nipples. Max purred and snuggled into my armpit. We laid there for a long time. Before long, Max sat up on the side of the bed.
Max: "Marty, I need to talk for a while. First, I need to know if I can come stay with you for a while, just until I can work out more permanent digs. Kathy and I are splitting up and I agreed to move out so she can have the house."
Me: "Oh, Max, I'm so sorry. Please tell me I am not the cause of this break-up. Did Kathy find out about us? What?"
Max: "Oh, no, nothing like that. I just finally got the guts to be honest. I mean, you know Kathy and I don't have sex anymore. I've been talking with my dad a lot during all this. He had some good things to say and he helped me see myself in a clear mirror. Dad always seemed to be against our marriage, even though Kathy was pregnant, he thought we should do something else. Well, he finally told me that he thought that I was trying to prove something when I hooked up with Kathy and that the condom accident was deliberate on my part. Dad says that I was upset by the rumors that I was gay. The gymnastics community can be brutal, man. There a lot of gay men in the sport, my looks fed the rumors, and I did get upset. I didn't want to admit it to myself and I sure wasn't going to mit it to everyone. I told dad I wasn't gay and he believed me, but he still thought I used Kathy to prove a point about my manhood."
Me: "Oh, fuck, Max, I had no idea. I thought our thing was a gay guy hitting on a bisexual married guy. You're hot, but I never assumed you were gay. But, if this is our truth, then I will support you anyway I can. You can move in here and live with me, no strings attached, for as long as need to."
Max: "Thanks, Marty. You really are my best friend in the whole world. I hesitate to say it but, I love you, Marty"
Our relationship just changed in a big way.
[END PART THREE]