Tom the Fireman Part 62
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Steven was finishing up work when Tom arrived home. Both excited to see Mason's first game of the season. Tom was quickly changing from his fire inspector uniform into jeans, cowboy boots with a flannel shirt quickly made tacos to eat. Scarfing it down, Tom and Steven headed to the game, wanting to get the best seats so they could watch Mason participate in the game.
Mason was nervous in the locker room, with Jackson by his side he couldn't stop fidgeting, thinking about the first game of the season. With friends and family, he didn't want to disappoint. Taking a few deep breathes, Mason hopped in place - first on one foot, then the other, before lifting each leg behind him. He had all this pent-up energy thinking about tonight. It was the first time he was nervous like this.
Jackson was noticing the change in Mason, commented on his excess energy that everything will be ok. Mason knew Jackson didn't understand, nor was he going to explain why he was a bundle of nerves. He knew when the night was over, he'd be a changed man.
The players huddled before leaving the locker room, as their team was announced the players made an entrance onto the court. Greeted by cheers as they jogged to their bench. The visiting team was announced, Mason watched the competition as they entered the court, checking out which ones were hot.
Mason was joined with a tall, lanky redhead from the opposing team, the referee tossed the ball in the air. Mason looking at the tall, lanky redhead, was determined to show him up, as he got into his game head, even though a few inches shorter, Mason outjumped the redhead, giving his team possession.
Tom and Steven sat on the edge of their seats, as the ball went up and down the court. Cheering on Mason, Tom jumped up from his seat each time Mason made a point. Making Tom a proud father!
Every time Mason would make a point, the lanky redhead not wanting to be outdone, scored a point for their team. Not paying attention to the details of his game as he was letting the redhead get the best of him, Mason's elbow touched the player as he dribbled down the court, the referee called a foul.
Steven had to go to the bathroom, getting up, he headed towards the men's room, standing by the urinal, he heard someone come after him. Unbuttoning his fly, Steven pulls out his cock, aiming for the mothball at the bottom, standing there, he senses the guy next to him. Steven turns to look, noticing the dark-haired man standing at the urinal to the right of him. Looking back forward, Steven thought he recognized the person, sneaking another look, he noticed the guy peering at him, looking over the privacy wall. Steven leaned back a little, giggling inside, as the man to the right steals a peak.
Looking straight ahead, Steven was a little nervous about the boldness of his neighbor. Steven concentrated on finishing his piss when the neighbor stepped back. Steven was trying to fight the feeling of wanting to look, giving in to his desires, the neighbor stroked his solid cock, giving it a few tugs as he looked at Steven. Steven's mouth dropped watching the lewd behavior, wanting to look at the wall, the devil on his shouldn't win the morality battle, as the neighbor, placed his cock inside his pants, before zipping them up, waiting for Steven to show his.
Steven gulped, knowing he is getting himself in trouble. He quickly turned, his limp cock hung outside his pants, giving the stranger a look. Steven was trying to figure out where he knew him from, but with his sunglasses, he couldn't see the stranger's face clearly. Watching his urinal mate lick his lips, Steven felt guilty placing his cock back through the fly, buttoning up his pants, but consciously kept the bottom button undone.
His neighbor, turned his head as he walked out the door, lowering his glasses, he was cruising Steven. Steven befuddled, went to the sink to wash his hands, before leaving. When he returned to the bleachers next to his husband, the urinal neighbor couldn't be found. Steven's eyes returned to the game, not disclosing to Tom what had transpired in the bathroom.
The redhead on the court was getting frustrated with Mason getting the best of him, giving Mason the shoulder, the crowd was in an uproar when the referee didn't call a foul. Mason feeling cheated as the other team got the ball making the point. Mason looked at the referee with the evil eye, the referee looked back at him with a knowing smile, unnerving Mason.
While the basketball was being passed forward Mason went for the ball which caused the opponent to trip, with his eye on Mason, the referee called the foul. Mason was trying to calm down, not let the redhead get the best of him. While Mason was working his way to the basket, the redhead came from behind, reaching over Mason. The crowd booed the referee for not calling the foul when Mason made eye contact with the referee, he smiled again.
Seeing the referee's favoritism, Tom was getting upset, slamming his hand into the bleacher. Seeing Tom's anger, Steven tried to calm him down, though he was feeling the same way inside. At halftime, Tom got up and went outside, as the teams returned to the locker room. Steven followed him out looking for the fellow that was in the bathroom, but he couldn't find them. The gymnasium wasn't that large that he couldn't pick him out.
As the other parents congregated, asking what is up with that referee? The guys all sided with Tom saying there is an unfair advantage for the visiting team. Complimenting Tom on how well his son is handing the blatant favoritism. When half-time was near the end, they entered the gymnasium taking their seats in the bleachers. The crowd cheered as the boys came back out, and dead silence when the referee came back onto the court when a spectator yelled obscenities at him. Leaving a few people with the chuckles.
The second half got a little more intense, the redhead was on Mason like a fly-on-shit, personally fouling as the spectators looked on. Feeling the hostility of the crowd, the other referee called the foul, feeling a little relief from the tension of his colleague.
Mason and Jackson were an excellent team, making quite a few shots. The redhead was getting frustrated, intentionally tripping Mason on the court. The referee called the foul, the crowd could see the other referee getting visibly ticked.
At the end of the game, it Mason with the help of Jackson that scored the winning point. When the buzzard rang, the crowd cheered as the players went onto the court, shaking hands with the opposing team, before picking up Mason and Jackson to carry them into the locker room.
As the players stripped heading toward the shower, Mason dodged the showers by sitting on the toilet, soaked in sweat, Mason had other plans after the game. Running his hair under the sink, Mason wets his head, grabbing his towel, he returned to his locker, running the bath towel through his hair. Buck naked, Mason stood innocently looking into the coach's office, he saw the coach talking to the police officer. Slowly getting dressed, Mason kept an eye on him. Catching the police officer's eye, Mason smiled quickly looking down, when the police officer winked at him. When he looked up again, the police officer was gone, so were most of his teammates. Mason was the last one out of the locker room.
Tom and Steven were waiting for him, as he carried his backpack, following them to the car. Tom congratulated Mason on the game and for keeping his cool. Steven looked at Tom, "yeah, better than your dad did."
As they got in the car, Mason wasn't too talkative, signaling to Tom something was up. When Mason said, "I told mom, I'm staying at your place tonight, hope you don't mind?"
Tom grabbed his phone, pulling over to the side of the road, calling his ex-wife.
When she answered, he got the feeling she was entertaining, so he kept it quick, confirming that Mason is staying with him. Heather replied, "Yes," as she abruptly hung up. Tom turned to Steven, "Someone's getting shagged." Chuckling, they continued the drive home.
Mason went to his room, saying he had to read for English class tomorrow. Heading to the guest bedroom on the first floor, he looked at both, "I don't want to hear you're shagging, I'm staying down here, as I need to study."
Wanting to keep an eye on Mason, Tom sat down in the living room, turning on the TV, asking Steven if he was joining. Accepting the invitation, Steven popped the popcorn as Tom selected a movie for them to watch.
Knowing his father was downstairs, Mason had to change his exit strategy. Checking out the bedroom window as an alternate, with the distance to the ground, Mason recognized he could safely return during the night. Unlocking the window, before slowly pushing open the window, turning off the light before climbing out onto the ground below. Reaching up, he pulled the window down, walking away from the house, making sure he didn't make a sound.
With a hop in his walk, he headed back to sneak around the back of the house. Noticing the lights were out, he knew he was safe. Opening the window, he climbed back into the dark room. Slowly stripping down, he jumped into bed feeling something next to him. When Mason turned on the lights, he was surprised to see his father looking at him, "Where have you been?"
Wide-eyed Mason looked at his father, not knowing what to say, but knew he couldn't tell the truth.
Looking at Mason, Tom pointed out the time, letting Mason know he wasn't cool with tonight's stunt, since it was primarily a school night. Getting up from the bed, he made Mason aware he would be talking to his mom.
Heading upstairs, Tom was exhausted, stripping off his shorts, he got into the warm bed with Steven, gently kissing him before wrapping his arms around his warm body. Drifting off to sleep with his own bundle of joy in his arms.
Pulling the covers over his head when the alarm rang, Tom didn't want to get out of bed. Steven slowly sat up facing the window. Leaning back, he rested his head on Tom's thigh telling him, "You're a big boy you have to get up."
Tom turned away, wanting to get more shut-eye. Steven pulled the covers as a struggling Tom held onto them saying, "I want to stay in bed." Steven giving up got up to walk into the bathroom. Standing in front of the toilet he looked down, aiming his cock he concentrated as the stream began to flow to the surface of the water in the commode. Echoing through the bedroom, Tom reluctantly got up, wiping the sand from his eyes while entering the bathroom. Putting his arms around Steven while he finished his piss, Tom held on to his love. Feeling the warm body against his, he knew it wouldn't last long. Steven was getting ready for work. Tom knew he would be late this morning.
Starting the shower, Steven waited for the water to warm. As Tom stood in front of the toilet, Steven turned around to stand behind him, placing his hand around Tom's cock, and aiming it for the water in the bowl as Tom tried to relax. With a little hesitation, Tom felt the morning bladder start to go as Steven held onto his pissing cock. Spraying a little on his hand, he wiped it on Tom's chest.
Tom leaned back against him, feeling the warm wet hand on his furry chest. Laughing he turned his head for a kiss. Steven gave him a quick peck before he headed into the shower, leaving Tom standing in front of the toilet. His cock swung from side to side, quickly grabbing it, aiming the rest of the flow into the bowl, trying not to make a mess.
Joining Steven in the shower, still tired, he felt the warm water cascade down on them. Grabbing the soap, he lathered up Steven's smooth body as they stood face to face. Running his soapy hand all over Steven's body, he felt his body start to awaken. Leaning in for a kiss, he reached for his limp cock to lather it more than he did Steven's chest. Parting his legs, Steven gave him access to his balls, as Tom washed them even better than he did Steven's cock.
Turning Steven around, he ran his hands all over his back, heading south towards his hot ass. Tom was sliding his hands between the cheeks, poked his soapy finger against Steven's swollen hole, making sure it was clean before continuing down Steven's legs.
Rinsing the soap from his body, Steven grabbed the soap from Tom's hand. Rubbing Tom's chest as he lathered it up. Steven knelt in front of Tom as he paid attention to what defined Tom as a man, gently kissing the tip of his cock. Before he started to lather the cock along with the boys. Once satisfied, Steven continued with his sudsy hands down each leg before turning Tom around. Starting at his shoulders maneuvering his lathered hands further down Tom's backside. They both rinsed clean when Tom stepped out of the shower, grabbing their towels to hand Steven his. Kissing as they dried each other, Steven stepped into his shorts heading downstairs to make the coffee.
Tom put his robe on before heading downstairs and went to wake Mason up in his room. Mason not wanting to budge stayed in bed. Tom wanting him up ripped the covers from the bed and slapping him on the ass, commanded Mason to get out of bed.
Not wanting to confront his father, Mason got up and headed into the shower in the guest room. Tom not wanting to know what he did last night returned to the kitchen making omelets for Steven and him. Mason came out of the shower, dropping the towel, he sat down at the counter. Steven and Tom were ignoring his nakedness, sat down next to him as they ate. Tom was looking into his eyes telling him to get dressed soon, as he is dropping him off, since he's running late. Mason rolled his eyes as he placed his foot on the stool, wrapping his arm around it as ate his breakfast. His cock dangling over the edge of the seat.
Steven was the first one up, gathering the empty plates from the counter placing them in the sink. As Tom finished, he excused himself running upstairs. Steven looked at Mason, shaking his head. Mason tried to charm his way out by smiling. Steven didn't know what to say to the teen who is sowing his oats. Steven cleaned up Tom's place, "Your dad was worried last night. I hope you didn't hook up with any random stranger."
Mason monotoned as he looked at his plate, "He wasn't a stranger, I have known him for a long time."
Not really wanting to support Mason's tryst Steven asked, "Was he cute?"
Mason still not making eye contact nodded, `Yes.'
"Was it worth it?" Steven did not believe he just asked the question.
Mason nodded, `yes,' as he reached down to adjust his cock and balls.
Steven pulled the plate as soon as Mason finished, "You better get dressed," as he gave Mason a knowing wink.
Smiling, Mason got up from the table, when Steven called out, "I hope you tell me the details," as Mason rounded the corner to the hall into the guest bedroom.
Tom came downstairs looking dapper in his fire inspector uniform, kissing Steven as he called to Mason to get a move on it. Soon Mason appeared for school carrying his backpack following his father to the truck.
Steven contemplated the father and son team; how similar they were in features. Seeing the cock between Mason's legs, he knew from Thanksgiving that he was a tad larger than his father. As Steven finished cleaning up, he went into his office and looked out the window to notice a man leaving the guesthouse. Looking up, the man looked into his window. Steven recognized him from the previous night's bathroom encounter. Quickly running to the front door, Steven stood there "Good to see you again." As the stranger walked to his car, looking at Steven as he waved.
"Good looking fellow," Steven thought as he tried to place the familiar face. He knew he recognized it from somewhere but couldn't place where he has seen or met him previously. Steven figured next time he ran into Jake, he would ask him – that is, if he remembered. He was just curious who he was, not realizing Tom's ex stayed over, with Jake intentionally not letting either know who it was.
Steven thought back to last night, as the man stood next to him watching him piss. There was something different about him, something that intrigued him. Noticing the man watching him over the privacy partition gave him a sexual thrill, seeing his cock out in the open unashamed of what was peeking out from between his legs. Steven was invited to stare and that he did, falling short of reaching out to stroke the cock that was proudly displayed. Leaning back in his chair, Steven started racking his brain, but nothing came to forward.
Hearing the e-mail announcement on his computer, Steven turned his thoughts to work as the stranger from the cottage began to fade. Reading his e-mail, he became submerged in his work. The fantasy of the bathroom stranger died in the back of his mind.
Being distracted by his phone, Steven looked down to see Tom was calling him. Feeling the tinge of excitement, Steven quickly answered the phone, the joy of hearing Tom's voice during the day was always a welcome relief. Listening to Tom's enthusiasm, he knew what he was asking was special.
Explaining he would like to go into the city tomorrow, Tom was excited that an agency wanted him to model for a client of theirs. Listening as Tom's mouth went a mile a minute, Steven knew Tom was excited, but having a deadline he knew he couldn't go to support his husband on this endeavor. As the two conversed, Steven apologized because of the looming deadline, but that he would get a key made for the house in the city.
Disappointed, but excited at the same time, Tom wanted Steven to be with him, knowing this was so last minute, he understood Steven's predicament. Seeing this as an adventure Tom, though living close to the city, never really spent time there by himself.
Arriving home after work, Steven had dinner prepared. Sitting down he asked Tom if he was excited. Nodding his head `yes,' Steven could see the twinkle of excitement in Tom's eyes, antsy like a boy on Christmas morning. As Tom told him he was meeting with the agency in the morning, if the client liked him, he would most likely have to go back into the city for the photo shoot.
After dinner, Tom went upstairs to pack. While he was in the bedroom, Steven came upstairs to hand him one of a project portfolio books. "Here, they might be interested in this," as Tom accepted the black portfolio from his husband. Opening it up, Tom cried as he looked at the beautiful headshots, Steven put together. As Tom paged through the portfolio he saw his calendar picture, as well as some shots from the wedding, as well as other shots he didn't realize existed.
Standing behind Tom as he perused the gift, Steven held him from behind looking over his shoulders. Steven commented on the beauty he saw in each photo. When Tom completed browsing at his portfolio, Steven reached around to go to the beginning. He pointed out there was a thumb drive of the collection, so that he could give to the agency, as well as the client a copy.
Feeling overjoyed, Tom placed the portfolio on the bed as he turned to put his arms around Steven's shoulders. Drawing him in for kiss before giving him a big `thank you' hug. After the hug, Steven reached into his pants pocketing, handing Tom his own set of keys for the house in the city. Hugging Steven again, Tom was thankful for his husband's thoughtfulness. Hugging tighter Tom's eyes watered, not wanting to part this evening from his wonderful husband.
When the two broke their embrace, Steven followed Tom down the stairs. With tears in his eyes, Tom hugged Steven goodbye, before heading out the door. Steven watched as he heard the crunch of Tom's footsteps walking away on the gravel. Hesitating as he looked back at the doorway, Tom smiled as he gazed upon Steven's masculine beauty, he reached for the door handle to his vehicle.
Steven's heart sank when he heard the truck start, it really hit him as he watched the taillights disappeared down the driveway, spending another lonely night in his house. But he knew this time was different, Tom wasn't at a fire, and Steven knew he would be returning.
Steven sat at the window gazing outside, hearing a car pull up in the driveway, he checked to see who it was. Watching the gentleman from the other night head over to Sam's house. Steven was curious about the man who flashed him in the men's room. With curiosity getting the best of him, Steven headed over to Sam's.
Knocking on the door, Steven waited patiently listening to the noises in the house, when the footsteps stopped at the door, Jake peaked out before inviting Steven inside. Offering a glass of wine, Steven declining," I won't be long," as Jake introduced Steven to RJ. Stepping forward, Steven extended his hand, "Finally get to meet you."
"Likewise," repeated RJ, as Jake asked Steven to stay for a while.
"I should get going, I didn't know you had company," as Steven turned toward the door.
"No, stay!" offered Jake, "I heard Tom went into the city?"
Looking down at his feet, feeling guilty for coming over, Steven nodded his head, "Yes."
"Then you should stay," replied RJ, smiling as Steven looked up their eyes catching. Steven felt a tinge that he should leave.
"No, I really should."
"Nonsense, all three of us sitting alone in our homes, just nonsense," as RJ raised his glass.
"Twist my arm," laughed Steven, figured there wouldn't be any harm.
Jake offered Steven the glass of wine the second time, leaving the room, allowing the two to get a little more comfortable. Knowing this could be a disaster if Steven found out RJ was really Randy.
"Where's Sam?" Steven called out to Jake.
"He's away for a class, will be back end of the week," Jake informed Steven, as he returned with the glass of wine.
Steven thought he might be interfering with something, but they both asked him to stay, so he didn't see any harm in that.
As the three continued to talk, Jake kept the wine flowing while they sat and laughed as they conversed. All were feeling a little buzzed, Jake offered the hot tub on such a cold night. He went outside to turn it on.
RJ was looking at Steven, giving him a knowing smile. He wanted to see what he wanted to see in the restroom, a chance to see Steven naked. Jake came back inside, saying the water is warming up, excusing himself to get towels for his guests.
Realizing he forgot his phone Steven got up and excused himself saying, "I will return." Feeling naughty RJ offered to go with him, saying he wanted to see the house.
Smiling, Steven poised his hand as RJ stepped outside before him. Walking next to each other, Steven opened the front door, showing RJ the downstairs. Excusing himself to retrieved his phone, making sure Tom didn't call or text. Finding Tom's text messages, Steven wrote that he was over at Sam's, call when he gets in. Steven gave RJ the two-cent tour before heading back to Sam's.
Jake was waiting with the towel when the two came back in. RJ claimed how cold it was outside, but he headed for the patio door. Flicking the switch the lights near the hot tub dimly lit the way, as the three wandered toward the hot tub. Jake checked the temperature, saying the water was ready. RJ was the first to start undressing, Steven slowly followed, keeping an eye on the stranger from the bathroom. RJ pulled the turtleneck over his body, fishing out his arms from the tight sleeves before pulling it over his head. Folding it neatly, he placed it on the table, before loosening his belt to unbutton his pants, pulling the zipper down.
Steven was still unbuttoning his shirt concentrating more on the stranger getting naked than actually undressing. He felt that his mouth was full of drool because of the thought about the hard cock he saw in the bathroom.
RJ continued his striptease, stepping out of his pants. Shivering, he sat on the bench, removing the socks before pulling the tee-shirt over his head. Steven looked at the trimmed furry body, as RJ stood up quickly stepping toward the hot tub with his underwear still on. RJ stepped down, feeling the warm water before completely submerging himself up to his neck.
RJ watched Steven, as he carefully stepped out of his pants, giving a whistle. Steven stood in his underwear, tee-shirt, and socks when RJ told him to ditch the shirt. Pulling it over his head, Steven felt the brisk cold air caressing his body causing him to shiver. Trying to remove the socks from his feet, Steven wanted no part of the cold night air. Steven quickly stepped into the hot tub, joining his new buddy, with Jake trailing behind.
Sitting in the tub, RJ stretched his arms out over the side, as he watched the two. Jake realized he forgot the wine, quickly got up, making a dash for the warmth of the house. Feeling something crawl up his leg, Steven grabbed RJ's foot pushing it away. When Jake returned carrying empty wine glasses and a bottle, he stood there shivering as he handed Steven a glass. While accepting the glass, he felt RJ's foot between his legs. When he looked up, RJ was smiling looking over at Steven as RJ was accepting his drink from Jake.
Shivering, Jake stepped back into the warm tub to sink down to his neck to keep warm. Holding onto his wine glass, he looked at the two he felt like a third wheel as he watched RJ trying to seduce Steven. Wanting some attention, Jake nudged behind Steven, sitting in his seat, as he pulled Steven's body against his. Wrapping his arms around Steven's chest, Jake placed his cheek against Steven's back, feeling himself getting excited holding another man.
Steven was feeling the effects of the wine, he leaned back, closing his eyes, his cock was growing from the attention RJ's foot resting between his legs. Feeling the other's turgid cock against his back door, Steven was zoning out for a few seconds.
RJ was squirming around in the water, pulling his foot from between Steven's crotch, as he shimmied his shorts down his legs. Pulling them off he threw them on the patio. "Free at last," as he looked at Steven. Feeling the effects of the alcohol Jake's judgement lapsed, with his lower head taking over for his big head, Jake's prowess became more aggressive, showing a side that was rarely seen. His thoughts turned to Tom and Steven as they teased with other guests in the past. With his loneliness aggravating his horniness, Jake's behavior was becoming questionable. Feeling Jake's member poking at him on his bottom, Steven moved adjacent to Jake, knowing he should get out before this goes too far. Knowing Jake would be regretting this in the morning.
RJ placed his foot between Steven's legs: Steven grabbed the foot; removed it; leaving Steven feeling a little uncomfortable. RJ reached forward, placing his hand on Steven's thigh. Steven put his hand over RJ's pulling it away from his crotch. Sliding in next to Steven's he placed his arm behind Steven, as his hand reached for Steven's nipple.
Having enough, Steven stood up to get out! Feeling himself being pulled back, RJ slid back to his seat apologizing. Asking Steven to stay, "I am genuinely sorry," offered RJ. Steven on his guard, sat back down, hoping RJ would be true to his word.
Inebriated and lonely, Jake poured the wine as the guests sat back, trying to relax in the hot tub. Feeling the effects of the heat and alcohol, along with the tension of their antics, they decided they were getting too hot. Jake got out of the water, running toward the house, leaving his towel on the table, along with his clothing. RJ was the next to get out of the tub, making a bee-line toward to the patio door. Shivering, Jake retrieved the towels that he placed on the patio to hand to RJ and Steven, who was the last. Trying to gather his clothing; dropping a few articles on his way; as he dashed toward the patio door, accepting the towel to dry off.
Feeling no pain, Jake went back to the closet, leaving the two naked men shivering as they stood in the den. Returning, he handed RJ and Steven a robe, hoping it would warm them up. Jake went over to the fireplace, throwing on more logs, as he sat in the front absorbing as much heat as he could. RJ and Steven joined him, their palms outstretched toward the warmth, as they continued to warm up from the dash into the house.
Having left the glasses outside Jake went for more, opening another bottle of wine. The three continued to drink as their guards were dropped. Steven eyed RJ's body, as the open robe began falling to the side, giving Steven a full view of RJ's manliness. Crossing his legs, Steven felt guilty for looking, but his cock was telling a different story, as he kept sneaking peeks. When RJ noticed, he spread his legs a little further apart, letting his semi dangle between his splayed legs, smiling at Steven.
Staring at the piece of meat that was tormenting him, Steven coyly looked up. Their eyes locked as RJ acknowledged that he caught lightheaded Steven red-handed. Tensing up Steven pulled his robe closed, as he tried to avert his wandering eyes.
With his mental restraint gone, Randy reached down between his legs to adjust his cock, blatantly tempting Steven with his masculinity. "It's getting hot in here," as Jake wobbly stood up haphazardly closing his robe as his moist cock head peaked out between the front of the overlapping robe. With diminished decency, RJ reached out to touch the tip as Jake walked by. Jake hesitated for a moment, sighing, allowing RJ to admire. Leaning in RJ kissed the tip, liking the attention, Jake open the robe, giving him full view before closing it tight leaving for the kitchen.
With the help of his liquid boldness, RJ dropped his robe, spreading his legs as he felt the warmth of the fireplace caress his exposed body, looking at Steven to see if he was staring.
Biting his lip, Steven blankly stared at what was between RJ's legs. His own cock couldn't hide the fact that he was being turned on. Relaxing, Steven let his robe slowly come undone to fall to his side as he sat in front of the fireplace. RJ's eyes were diverted to what lie between Steven's thighs. Leaning on an elbow towards Steven, RJ's eyes roamed over the exposed chest; the flat stomach; the straining cock; and the muscular legs. Allowing the robe to drop off his shoulders, RJ removed his arms from the sleeves. Leaning toward Steven totally naked, RJ looked every bit a centerfold out of an adult magazine, fueling Steven's alcohol induced lust.
Feeling the effects of the wine; Steven's wandering eyes were drinking up to RJ's body. Fighting the urge to give in, but his mind was going there. He thirsted to taste what RJ had to offer. When Jake returned, placing the cheese with the cutting board on the floor, he allowed his robe to drop, before getting on the floor to join his two guests.
Knowing it wasn't right, Steven let the robe fall from his body. He lay on the other side facing his friend and new acquaintance sipping his wine, as he thought impure thoughts about both. The fire was warming the room, and soon the three lay there sporting their manhood at full mast. As Steven continued to steal more looks, the straining cock glistened at the tip.
Feeling bold, RJ reached for the tip of Steven's cock, collecting the juices with the tip of his finger. Steven didn't move as RJ collected the pre-cum from the tip of his leaking cock, watching RJ lift his arm tasting Steven from his fingertips. Not getting his hand slapped away, RJ got bolder, gathered more feeding it to Jake.
Steven watched as Jake sucked on the tip of RJ's finger, moaning as he tasted the sweet nectar Steven produced. Pulling his finger from Jakes' mouth, RJ went in for more, this time smearing it on his lips, as he leaned into Jake asking if he wanted a taste. Not refusing, Jake leaned in tasting Steven's sweetness on RJ's lips. As RJ moved his head closer to Steven's cock, Steven blocked him with his hand, RJ backed off, knowing he went a little too far, but with a little more wine, Steven might be less prudish and allow him to taste what is obviously teasing him. Not like his usual self, the effects of their little party had Jake reaching for Steven's tip scooping the nectar with his fingers. With his new-found boldness, Jake fed it to RJ, who seductively licked it off. Looking down at his cock, seeing it leaking heavily, Jake reached between his legs, gathering his own for RJ to taste. RJ held his hand as he licked off each finger.
Not wanting to be left out of the sharing, RJ reached down between his legs, holding his finger between his two buddies, they both leaned in, licking the glistening finger, tasting RJ's offering. When RJ pulled his finger away, Steven and Jake continued to kiss, knowing they were turning RJ on. Both knowing they doing something forbidden, but the wine just made it easier to loosen their apprehension.
The three reach down between their legs, gathering their nectar, feeding each other comparing each other's flavors. Allowing the alcohol to rule over their subconscious, Steven felt his desires give in, moving into a sixty-nine position, he wrapped his hand around RJ's oozing cock, holding out so he could wrap his lips around the throbbing member. Steven sighed when he felt RJ's warm hand wrap around his. Enjoying the touch, Steven made no attempt to dissuade RJ advances. As Steven moved his head closer, he opened his mouth, getting ready to taste that delicious cock he saw standing at full attention the night before.
All three jumped when the phone rang, dropping the leaking cock, panicked Steven crawls towards his pants, trying to find his phone. As the phone rang, Steven kept fumbling hoping to answer it quickly. As the phone rang, Steven became more frustrated with his clumsiness. When he finally answered the phone, the call already went to voicemail, Steven kept saying hello, but didn't hear anything. Feeling scared the tears started to flow, knowing he missed Tom's call because he was doing something he shouldn't be doing. Feeling guilty, Steven haphazardly gathered his clothing.
As RJ and Jake attempted to stop him in the alcohol induced panic before Steven ran out the front door, the two stood in the doorway watching the confused Steven streak across the gravel driveway. They closed the door hoping he was going to be alright.
Once inside the door with his heart beating in his throat, Steven all befuddled tried to enter his pin. As he looked at the number, he realized he missed a call from Sean. With his head spinning as he slid his back down the wall, thinking about what was ready to transpire at Jake's, with help from the haze of the alcohol Steven cried. The guilt overtook his body, as he trembled, his mind kept racing about thoughts that he was going to cheat on Tom. Sitting in a fetal position, Steven continued to cry, thinking about what he was going to do.