"Pocket Park" Chapter V By Mike Austin
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V.
Greg's wife was returning Saturday. About 3pm he called Louis' cell. The sudden silent buzzing in his briefcase, startled Louis and when he dug the cell from his briefcase and looked at the number, he froze, then answered the call quietly. The gentle voice at the other end was calm and assuring and asked about dinner that evening and some fun afterwards? Louis agreed, 6pm if that worked for Greg's schedule and agreed that he was leaving work about 4:30 today and would head home, shower and dress, then pick Louis up at 6:15ish. Louis agreed. Ending the call, Louis was shaken and replaced the cell in his briefcase, then set about wrapping up his office hour so he could leave promptly at 4.
Louis had the shorter drive home and showered, dressed and poured a stiff drink while waiting for Greg. He knew one day he'd have to admit to their common employer, but he thought it might not have been today. He downed the drink and fixed another when the doorbell rang. He poured another for Greg, then opened the door and invited Greg in for a drink and a short visit. Greg sensed Louis' tension and the pair downed the drink. Louis began, "I have to admit that what we do is great and I enjoy it and hope it continues for a long time to come, buddy. You're a great guy and I'm glad we met, but I have to admit something". Greg imagined the worst, STDs or Covid, aids, WHAT COULD IT BE, HOW BAD? All raced through his mind. Louis continued, "we both work for Jackson College". Greg's fear evaporated from his face and he sat back in relief. "I discovered you running a crew right after we connected, but couldn't find the right time to reveal our connection. So I hated holding it in, but............." As Louis' admission trailed off in silence. Greg fired back, "hell if that's all it is, no sweat, now let's go eat, I'm starving and horny." Louis beamed and the pair left for dinner.
That was so long ago now as Louis recalled. And that night after dinner Greg had fucked him multiple times, in bed, on the sofa, across the dining table, the pool table and at the end of the night's activities, had locked Louis in a bear hug as the pair laughed; Greg punctuated the mood with "FUCK JACKSON COLLEGE if they don't get it."
........................................................................... One weekend after the Latin trio had blasted Louis full of cum, Louis' cell buzzed a text message from Caldo. He wanted some guy time alone and Louis was ready for that monster meat. Caldo offered to bring rib eyes if Louis could do the baked potatoes and beer? Arrangements and timing confirmed, Louis scrambled to straighten the house and get the potatoes ready, then searched and found ice cream in the freezer for dessert. Caldo arrived with meat market-wrapped rib eyes about 2" thick. Caldo fired up Louis' grill and Louis began the potatoes, they shared frozen margaritas and shared stories of the week. As soon as dinner was done, Caldo told Louis to strip and get the nip chain and clamps. Louis did not hesitate and was digging the requisite items from his gear bag as Caldo entered the master bedroom, shirtless and barefoot. The naked Louis stood at attention and handed the chain and clamps to his topman. Caldo rubbed his calloused hand across the firm 35 year ol bottom and stared into his eyes, as he gently tweaked Louis' left nip. His pulse rushed and Caldo brought his other hand to Louis' right nip and repeated the tweaking; while still staring into Louis' fixed gaze. Turning to the gear bag, Caldo discovered a rawhide cock and ball separator. Smelling the rawhide, he stared into Louis' eyes and then licked the rawhide piece, then sucked it deeply, savoring the sub's taste left from countless numbers of BDSM scenes. Adeptly, Caldo secured Louis' balls and cock base in the rawhide gear and just as adeptly, applied the nip clamps joined by the link chain, first to Louis' left nip, then his right. He tugged the chain to ensure it was well seated, then reached for the next set of clamps. While the clamps tethered by the common chain were seated on the interior edge of Louis' nips, facing his sternum, the next set of clamps were applied slowly, to the outer edge of the nip near his chest bone. In doing so, the nip had clamps at either edge such that the center tit remained expose, vulnerable, usable.
Caldo reached beneath his sub, tugged the rawhide ends down toward the floor. Louis winced but did not give in and remained at attention, legs splayed slightly. Caldo rotated his sub to face the mirror on the opposite wall, showed Louis his own image and positioned him to view the steps yet to come. From a distance as if by magic, David Bowie's "Cat People" theme came into play. Sweat puddled at the nape of Louis' neck. Caldo licked it and dragged his tongue down Louis' spine to the top of his cheeks before biting into the right then left glute. The next pair of clamps went dead center onto the exposed tit nubs and for the first time, Louis uttered a rush of air as he inhaled long and deeply. His spine arched backwards. His cock throbbed hard an pre-cum oozed from his cockhead. He shifted his legs wider a bit, as Caldo bent him in half, cantilevered over the bed.
The topman stood behind Louis, then gripped the rawhide ends and began to twist the ballbag, tightening slowly but ever increasingly. Instinctively, Louis arched his back, shoving his butt back to Caldo and arching his head back as well. He surrendered without a word and took more of the pain and control Caldo delivered. Releasing the rawhide strap, Caldo walked to the gear bag, pulled a tube of lube and inserted the tube end, deeply in his eager sub's butt. A few long squirts and Louis was prepped. Caldo stood naked and hard at this point, gripped Louis' hips and stroked his hardon, teasingly at the sub's ass. Louis couldn't resist longer, gripped his glutes, pulling wide open and felt Caldo shove a bit deep within the outer ring, then stabilized shove harder into his sub who took the massive cock through his 2nd ring and into bliss. The long version of the "Cat People" theme was just ending as Caldo's fuck rhythm took control of Louis' senses and lust. He leaned forward just a bit, braced his hands on the edge of the bed and presented his ass to be fucked deeply and hard. Caldo delivered a mega-fuck. Reaching the rawhide strap again, Caldo began to jerk Louis' ballbag with thr rawhide and almost jacking his balls to near orgasm. Suddenly releasing the rawhide to swing freely, Caldo gripped the nip chain and began working the assembled nip clamps to a frenzy. Louis screamed for more, and Caldo brought it on. The fuck was wearing Caldo and Louis to a baseline when suddenly Louis growled, Must cum now PLEASE" and Caldo flooded Louis with balls full of cum. At that instant, Louis could hold off no longer and dumped his own balls across the bed, then the pair collapsed.
The pair woke about midnight, disentangled and Louis made his way to piss, followed soon by Caldo. The pair finished off then returned to bed. A trail of rawhide, chain nip clamps and 4 individual clamps led to the bed. The last things Louis heard before sleep was the solo guitar music on the sound system and Caldo's deep snoring. There would be many more times and many recollections of the raw sex relationships Louis shared with these many and a few more, guys.
The next morning as Caldo and Louis were eating breakfast, Louis cell text went off. Jim wanted a Saturday after-work swim and more. Louis shared with Caldo who replied, "you up for a three-way"? Louis beamed and answered, "You BET"...And so the relationships continue and IS LOUIS EVER LUCKY, THEY DO.....................
Jim showed about 1:45, was greeted at the door by Caldo, with the phrase, "we're gonna work Louis over right man" and Jim was on board, immediately. The trio sipped iced shots of tequila then Louis stripped and showed off the nip clamps and his rawhide-tied cock and balls. Jim's eyes bulged and his now naked dick, throbbed a massive hard-on. Caldo stripped and Jim finished getting out of his work clothes while Louis squatted before the pair of studs, mouthing each slowly and deeply. The guys moved to the master bath gang shower where Louis soaped Caldo and Jim and took his time sudsing the huge sets of balls hanging in the warm shower spray. The cocks thickened and while big for his size, Jim's was a minor player next to Caldo's. Caldo hoisted Louis upright from his shower squat, turned him to face Jim and bent him in half. Louis gobbled the 25 year old stud as Caldo prepped Louis' hole for fucking. The hot steamy water poured down on all three from the varied jet faucets. Jim's hands clasped Louis' head and face fucked the eager sub as Louis shifted his feet wider apart, opening his butthole to Caldo. The heavy cock slid deeply in Louis' cummy hole and the fuckfest was on. Louis loved being the middle guy in a three way and today was no different. The speed increased as did the power fuck and throat fuck, the pair of tops delivered their eager sub. Jim growled, "cummmmmming bro" and flooded Louis' throat. Caldo intensified his ass breeding and Louis lifted his head from Jim's dick as Caldo grunted "nut, boy, take my nut" and blasted his lad deep in Louis. Soon the trio were done showering, dried off and Louis was making lunch sandwiches, chips and iced beer to wash it down. The guys ate, then tugged on swim trunks and relaxed in the late afternoon sun, umbrella shade, margaritas and the pool. Another three-way ensued as sun set with Jim doing the butt fucking this time and Caldo stuffing Louis' neck with his thick dick. A nap followed and by 8 pm the guys were ready for a meal, a swim, then more sex.
Louis has quite a set of relationships. As I opened, not relationships of blossoming love, but definitely of unique male bondings. Everyone gets what they desire............