Poolside with Mark

Poolside with Mark

By

Nick Alias Pizza Boy

CHAPTER TWO:

Five or six days after the threesome with Karen's husband Mark, Jeff returned to work and acted as if nothing had happened. Silence was gold in his "semi-open" relationship with Ben and this time would be no exception, no matter how difficult it would be to counter her nosy questions.

In fact, she didn't even wait for lunchtime. They had been in the office for less than half an hour that she tricked another colleague in leaving them alone for a minute and immediately went over his desk.

• How did you guys end up horsing around naked in my backyard?

Jeff retained his composure, having of course anticipated the question. In fact, at some point on his way to work, Mark had sent him a text to advise him that he had pretented they had taken their swimsuits off when the topic of nude beaches had come up.

But since he knew Karen wouldn't bite it if said so simply, Jeff grabbed his phone and pulled up his Instagram account, scrolling down to a photo of himself and Ben on the beach.

• 202 likes!!! Karen noticed. But what's the deal with that picture?

• Look again.

Surprisingly perhaps, Karen didn't get it. It looked like an ordinary beach selfie, taken sideways with the camera looking down on them.

• Well if you observe a little closer, you can't see any fabric downwards, where I'm supposed to be wearing something. That's because we were both naked, only the angle of the camera cuts our dicks off the picture actually.

• Oh, I see. You were telling Mark that you were on a nude beach.

• Actually, it wasn't a nude beach at all. But we were the first there that day so we decided to get naked before others showed up.

• That's... Interesting, I guess.

• Anyway, we were getting drunk with Mark and he said he wasn't game. So Ben dared him.

Karen smiled and got back to work, her curiosity satisfied.

Meanwhile though, a few miles away, Mark's still wasn't.

• Doctor Wilson, there is a gentleman without an appointment that is asking to see you.

• If Mrs. Blake is late, just let him in.

Until the door opened, Ben thought nothing of this walk-in patient. His chiropractic clinic was located two blocks from a gym, it wasn't unusual to have someone that had just been injured demanding to be seen.

But this time, the patient was nobody else but Mark Dixon. As he walked inside Ben's office, the two guys couldn't help but stare at each other.

• I'm so sorry to disturb you. I could have waited though, my case is not urgent.

• So, are you here for a... professional motive?

Mark nodded, holding a giggle.

• I have this pain, I must have pulled a muscle in my back a couple of days ago. Now, I came early for my meeting at the bank across the street so I thought to ask if you could check that out for me.

• Of course! Ben replied, showing the examination table to Mark.

Ben didn't look away as Mark followed his instructions to take his shirt off and sit on the table. As he got closer, he could feel the heat radiating off his body.

He applied pressure to the area described as painful by Mark, though quickly dismissed his patient.

• My next patient will show up any time soon, are you able to come back later today?

• Huh, yeah I guess. What time?

Peeking at his agenda, Mark replied:

• I've got a full clinic today but if you're still around, I can see you after all my appointments.

• Oh no... I don't want to be a pain hehehehe I can come back another day.

• Mark, you're married to one of Jeff's good friends, for sure I can accommodate you after hours.

• You really don't have to.

• Listen, why don't you stop by our condo around 6pm? If I see you at home, I'm able to do it without cost. Plus, I'm sure Jeff would be happy to have you for a drink with us.

Mark gave a second then accepted.

• OK then, I'll tell Karen that I've got another client booked and to not wait for me for dinner.

The two men parted ways with a handshake, exchanging an understanding look as Mark closed the door behind himself.

CHAPTER THREE:

Hours later, Jeff walked into their condo only to be greeted by a grinning Ben who handed him a glass of white wine.

• Happy Monday! he said.

• What's so special?

• Nothing. Just our first day of work after vacation.

• Are you sure?

At this very moment, the doorbell rang. Ben reached out to the button, allowing the visitor to enter the building.

• It's Mark. He showed up at the clinic today, saying he hurt himself but I couldn't feel anything wrong so I guess he just wants to be "man-handled" again if you see what I mean...

Jeff was unable to discuss further, not that he objected Ben's plan, as Mark was already at the door.

The guys let him in, exchanging a few words before Mark suggested he was seen by Ben to avoid Karen complaining about his late stay in the city.

• Of course!

Now, the home office, where a massage table stood opposite to Jeff's computer, was a bit of a mess so Jeff suggested Ben to examinate Mark somewhere else.

• Huh... I dunno where then... Maybe our bedroom...

Shirtless, Mark was led to the master bedroom by Ben and told to sit on the corner of the king-size bed.

In the meantime, feeling his underarms were marked by wet spots, Jeff decided to keep himself busy by taking a shower. He was already rock hard and struggled to not jerk off as he lathered his toned body.

After about ten minutes, Jeff emerged out of the bathroom with just a towel around his waist since he had - purposedly - not taken anything with him.

• I'm sorry guys, let me just take something from the dresser... he said as he walked into his bedroom.

Conveniently, Jeff's underwear drawer was just next to the spot where Mark was getting his upper back pressured by Ben. As Jeff went through his collection to select an undergarment, Ben could see that Mark had turned to take a look at what was inside the drawer.

• You've got tons of underwear! he commented.

• I hate doing laundry, plus I need to feel fashionable underneath as well.

• Makes sense to me.

• See, I'm not the only one! Jeff pointed at Ben.

Ben giggled.

• Well, I like to keep simple. I'm sorry fashionista!

Mark laughed.

• I get the same comments from Karen. She just cannot understand that I love my jocks.

• Then we're two! Ben commented. I need to breathe, that's why I also go commando a lot.

• Cool! Mark exclaimed.

• Yeah cool, Ben added. I hate having sweaty balls at the clinic.

• You mean you even work commando? Mark asked, looking even more interested.

• For real! Ben exclaimed, lowering the waist of his pants to show there was nothing underneath.

• Plus it makes it easier for me to reach out for his cock, Jeff mentionned.

• Yeah, well, it's just the two of you with no woman around so there's no reason to hide anyway.

• And what if it's the three of us? Ben asked, by now the only fully-dressed person in the room anyway.

• You guys don't have anything I haven't seen before... Mark said with a wink towards Ben.

It was actually Mark himself who reached out for Ben's belt and fly to lower his pants while Jeff, who let his towel fall, got a step closer in order to remove the shirt from his partner's back. Then Mark stood up to take off the remainder of his clothes.

• Isn't it more comfortable? Mark asked.

• Well, speaking of comfort...

The three studs took position on the bed, with Mark between Ben and Jeff, and started to make out as their pairs of hands explored each other's muscular bodies.

Soon enough though, the action got wilder but Mark quickly announced he was there to be "educated" as a bottom, ready to lose his virginity.

• I've thought about it all weekend! he exclaimed, gasping as Jeff was tonguing his asshole.

• Then, we will take care! Ben joked as Mark got his first taste of cock.

Playing the opposite role than on their first encounter, Ben and Jeff knelt on their bed, allowing Mark to take turns sucking them while their hands ran over his torso. He proved to be quite good for a first-timer, prompting the couple to wonder for how many years he had lived with these desires for men buried deep inside.

• Awwwww.... I want that one in my ass.... he said, pointing at Ben.

Mark was so thrilled by his experience, Karen would have walked in that he wouldn't have cared. Anyway, since they had started dating, years ago, she had constantly shared this fantasy of hers, of watching him suck a cock. Now, while he no longer minded "going gay", he had no intention of sharing this part of his life with his wife.

Brave for a first-timer, Mark offered himself to sit on Ben's cock. As the 38-year-old broke him in, the other partner waited patiently until he was comfortable enough to take both of them at once and sank his throbbing cock in his throat. Jeff was almost tempted to fuck his mouth, but opted to save that for later.

Moans and grunts were heard across the condo as the two lovers shared their friend as if there was no tomorrow. Mark wasn't the first "third" (or even "fourth") to find himself in this position, but this was certainly their most precious catch since a married straight guy wasn't supposed to be doing any of this.

Before they could swap, Ben and Jeff felt their ability to resist ejaculation wavering. No big deal, they thought, as there would be more.

So, it wasn't that long before Mark felt two loads entering him at both ends. His own cock was then stroked until he had creamed all over his abs while laid on his back.

At that point, his phone was vibrating for the third time that half-hour, Karen being determined to have him get home at soon as possible.

• If only she knew! Jeff joked as he observed Mark typing "I'm done, be there in 20 minutes" as a response.

Mark was then invited to shower between his two hosts, who washed and rinsed him completely before sending him home.

• Oops... He left his jock on the floor! Ben noticed, entering the bedroom at the end of the evening.

• From now on, it's mine! Jeff exclaimed. I'll wear it at work, it'll remind me why I need to stay Karen's BFF!

THE END

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