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I winced when Charlie hugged me again and he wanted to know what was wrong, had he hurt me. Blushing again, something new to me, I told him that my cock was a bit sore. Taking me by the hand, "Son, I have just the right stuff for you; something I found the last month when I was in Thailand." Charlie was often away for days at a time when we first met; but recently these trips were fewer and fewer. He laughed this time as he took my hand and led me into his bedroom, Charlie took from his dresser, an unlabeled tube and told me to "Drop em!" I hesitated and he reached for my belt buckle. We had swum, exercised, etc and nudity had not been an issue; but, for some reason, it was now. "Get over it!" he ordered again in his best military action voice. I dropped trow and he bent to look at my sore dick. Standing, he handed me the tube and told me to use just a bit, but put it all over my cock. I again hesitated. "Do you want me to do it? Here, give me the tube!" I took care of business myself. The salve felt like ice; I shivered like crazy and then in moments, my cock felt like it was on fire. I had an immediate erection. I reached with my hands to cover myself. Charlie reached over, put his hand behind my head, and once again kissed my forehead, saying, "Don't be such a fool!" About that time I heard the close sound of an approaching helicopter. Charlie looked at his watch and said something about company, and that they were early. He handed me my pants and laughing again, told me to go home and that he would see me in an hour.
Mike was still at the computer and I yelled up to him that we were having a guest for lunch and that he should get dressed." He was down in seconds asking who. I explained a bit about Charlie, the neighbor, friend thing and told him just that he was bi. Mike was a bit hesitant about being identified as one himself. Having lunch with the two of us under these circumstances would do just that. I assured him that my friend, my best friend was not judgmental; I did not tell him that Charlie had seen us in action. That would have to come later. I told Mike that this was something I had to or needed to do and he finally agreed. Then laughing a bit at his own timidity, he wanted to know why he could not appear in my bathrobe.
"That's something I want to keep just for myself!" I answered as I took his limp boy cock in my hand and stroked it. In seconds my boy was hard as rock and dripping pre-cum. Turning him and pushing him towards "our" bedroom, I suggested softly, "keep that thought!"
Lunch went smoothly and quickly. Charlie had no problems making Mike feel at ease. The two had much in common and the most obvious thing was their superior intelligence. I kept my mouth shut; I did not want to remove all doubt that I was "slow". Giving first Mike and then me a hug, Charlie said he would be busy for the next day or so but that he would like the two of us to join him for dinner on Saturday.
A plan was made.
Mike helped me clean up and then once again, spooned me and began nibbling the back of my neck. "I liked Charlie." he whispered into my ear between tongue strokes. I quickly turned and suggested that he leave Charlie out of it. "My, my, do I sense a bit of the green-eyed monster lurking in those pools of dark brown? I only have eyes for you, old man, only you." he said softly and kissed me. In moments we were naked in the kitchen and fondling each other as the passion built quickly. Mike reached for my cock and I slowly took his hand and raised it to my chest telling him that it needed a rest. I then once again traced his trail with my tongue and then slowly began licking the head of his beautiful cock. My tongue swirled and then probed his slit while my hands made soft, rapid butterfly movements along the shaft and against his balls. It was only seconds before they tightened and I felt the first pulses of his hot cum on my tongue. I took him deeper into my throat and held his shaft and balls in self preservation. My head was mashed against the dishwasher and his forceful fucking had just about taken all breath from me. I continued to softly suck on him as he came back down to earth. "Dad, I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?" He pulled me to my feet, searching my face with his large blue eyes and continued, "I don't know what got into me." I knew it was lust and I hoped a little love.
"I do!" I laughed. Your just a horny young kid. I slapped his ass and told him to get back to work. I was going to take a nap. Sometime later that afternoon I was awakened by a mouth nibbling the flesh covering my balls. I was on my back and my legs were over Mike's shoulders. I moaned softly a yes when he asked if I was awake. He was sorry for disturbing me he said. "Yeah, sure you are!!" and with that I pulled him up face to face. I kissed him again and again, loving every moment of it. Mike pulled me over on top of him and raised his legs and clasped them behind my back. He thrust his leaking cock against my belly.
"Is he all better?" he asked with a smirk on his face,
I just smiled, gathered his pre-cum in my hand and used it to moisten my cock. That, along with my own, along with the sweat from his crack, created just enough lubrication and I penetrated his ring. "Agghhhhhhh, Do it!" he almost yelled and slapped my ass with his palms. This drove me in deep and my pubes were tickling his balls. I tried to be gentle but Mike would have none of that. I guess it's an age thing. Before long, we were exploding cum shots in, on, and about each other. I had hoped to make it last longer but it was difficult with such a hot, young guy. The thought occurred to me, as I withdrew or was expelled from his ass, that two days before, I would have fought anyone who suggested that I would be doing this thing. We began kissing again and for the first time, the words came out of my mouth all on their own.
"I love you Mike."
Mike told me that he had figured that out all on his own. With that, he went back to work and I decided to take a walk before fixing a meal for the two of us. I wandered down to the beach and began walking towards Charlie's. It was a large old shingled cottage that had been in his mother's family. Originally the estate had been the entire point. My cottage and two others belonged to family and I think perhaps they had one or two more. I never was told and did not ask. I was about to round a stone revetment when I heard grunting sounds. It was not sex; I was pretty sure of that. Nevertheless, I approached cautiously. I stuck my head out far enough to see Charlie and a younger guy doing one handed push ups on the beach. All they were wearing were military fatigue shorts, boots and socks. It looked like it was a contest; it was obvious that Charlie was winning. The younger guy, maybe 35 or 40, finally collapsed on the sand and just grunted. Charlie immediately dropped on top of him and began grinding himself into the guys covered ass. "Get off of me! Get the fuck off of me!" the young guy cried out.
"You lost the bet, boy. You are getting soft." With that, Charlie ripped the guys shorts off and pushed his own down around his boots. Without another word, he grabbed his cock, pointed it at the other guy's hole and shoved brutally. There was a quiet scream, if a scream can be quiet. "Stop that fucking noise, Grunt, or I'll do worse to you." Charlie continued pounding his massive cock into the guy's ass. I knew he was big, but it must have been almost 10" long. In a few seconds, I could see the bottom guy beginning to respond to the "punishment" his ass was getting. Charlie then would push his body up into the air, using his hands, then take his hands and clap them once in the air over the guys back, and then catch the ground before his chest hit the guys back. This jammed his cock deeper and harder into the open ass beneath him.
"Fuck my Marine ass, Sir, Fuck my Marine ass hard as you can!" the guy beneath chanted. Charlie did just that. I must admit that my hand was now pumping my cock, matching the rhythm of the two on the sand.
Charlie yelled just once, "GUMMING!" pulled form the stretched and eager hole, and held himself off of his victim, remained absolutely still. I could see rope after rope of cum spurting from his throbbing cock. It landed all over the head, back and ass beneath him. I shot my load too. I'm not sure if the bottom guy climaxed or not; I assume that he did for when he stood, his cock was semi-deflated. His was not any larger than mine, I thought and then questioned myself. What was I doing; Imagine me comparing cock sizes. In moments the two men started walking towards me. It was too late, I could not avoid being seen.
Charlie pushed the guy he was with, naked except for his boots, towards me. Major Paul, say hello to my neighbor, Bill."
The guy stammered, "Hello." I responded with the same single word, not looking at his cock, nor into his face. I stared at Charlie though, wondering how much I did not know about this man. The two walked on by me and I turned to watch as they climbed the stairs. You could see cum slowly sagging down the guys back and leaking from his ass crack. Charlie looked at me and said with a rather large grin, "You need to wash your hand. I'll be over to talk to you tomorrow morning"