Unexpected Visitors
By
Nick Alias Pizza Boy
CHAPTER ONE:
Until six past eight at night, this has been a typical Wednesday for Greg Timmons. After 8 long hours at the office, the 28-year-old insurance broker had gone home and dined before going downstairs for his nightly home workout. The doorbell rang some 40 minutes into his treadmill run and he'd have probably ignored it but then the person knocked so he stopped.
Shirtless, sweaty and out of breath, he opened to two young men carrying luggage. His right eye immediately noticed the blond one, behind the other, checking him out for half a second.
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May I help you?
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Excuse us sir, do you know where we could find Billy Cooper?
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This is right over there. Greg pointed the house to his right.
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Well, I mean, he had told us he was home and he's not.
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Then come back later.
Just as Greg stepped back, the blond guy moved forward and insisted.
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Sir, we're sorry but you don't understand. We have just flown in from Europe, Mr Cooper was supposed to pick us up because we're renting rooms there.
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mmm... Just come in, have a seat. He's probably gonna be back soon if you guys had warned him.
As they walked in, Greg apologised for being rude at first and served them lemonade on his pool deck. Benjamin and Sven, so were their names, told him to not worry.
Sven was a Swedish-speaking Finn, a tall and slender blonde with blue eyes whose pale skin would surely burn within hours of arrival in Texas. A bit of a contrast with his mate Benjamin, an olive-skinned Frenchman buff like a rugby player. As both mentioned writing PHDs, they would probably be the same age as Greg so he looked forward having them as neighbours.
An hour, then another passed and the Cooper house was still empty. While Benjamin kept talking to Greg, albeit much less, Sven could barely keep his eyes open. Greg, who still wore nothing but grey sweatpants, got up.
- Sorry guys but I'm getting sleepy and so are you. I'll get you some blankets and you can sleep in the living room, I'm certain Cooper will be here tomorrow.
Fifteen minutes later, both Sven and Benjamin were snoring on Greg's two couches. Greg retired to his bedroom, from where he heard Billy Cooper's car not too long afterwards. Too late, he thought, the guys were sleeping tight and he himself just wanted to rest.
He woke up when the alarm rang at 6:45 and spent about half an hour in the bathroom to shower and shave. By that time, he had completely forgotten about Benjamin and Sven and, as on any day, was still naked when he made himself a quick breakfast in the kitchen.
It's the toilet being flushed that brought him back to reality. At that moment, he turned and saw an equally nude Benjamin walking back to the living room.
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OH MY GOD! You scared the hell out of me! Greg exclaimed
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Me too! I didn't think you were awake.
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You want some coffee? a bowl of gruel?
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Just let me put on something...
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Hey, I'm naked as you are. Who cares?
Visibly comforted by Greg's comment, Benjamin joined Greg in the kitchen and they were having a first cup of coffee when Sven showed up, rubbing his eyes as he approached.
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Good morning
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Hi Sven
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mmmm... what time is it?
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7:35
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God
Sven wore briefs but his morning wood took so much space, it looked like it'd get out at anytime. Greg totally loved his slim runner's body but Benjamin's beefier type was more his, especially compared to his current fuckbuddy.
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You guys had sex? he asked, seeing both Greg and Benjamin having coffee naked.
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Nope! Greg replied, shocked by the question.
He then felt Benjamin coming a step closer to him and blushing slightly.
- But Greg, you've been a good host and we have to say thanks...
A blink of an eye and the three guys were making out on the couch where Benjamin had spent the night. Sven got bored of that kissing and suckling so he knelt down and began to alternatively suck on Benjamin and Greg's rock-hard cocks.
- Guys, I don't bottom that often but if you really want to thank me then I want a sandwich... Greg pleaded.
Sven stood behind and Benjamin sat on the back of the couch so that Greg didn't end up on his fours on the carpet. Every deep thrust into his tight ass made him suck harder on the thick cock in front of his face. At one point, Benjamin couldn't help but hold Greg's head to be deepthroated while Sven kept pounding his ass away.
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God he's sooo hard!!!! Benjamin told Sven, stroking Greg with his feet.
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Ohhhh yeahhh...!!!! MIIIILLLKK MEEE!!!! Greg begged, taking a break from sucking.
As ordered, Sven and Benjamin kept masturbating him while Greg's hands were busy on them. Sven was actually the first to reach climax, ejaculating over Greg's hairy chest as directed. Benjamin closed the march after Greg had emptied his balls in a violent spasm.
Wiping the cum off his wristwatch, Greg realised he was almost late to work so he got up in a hurry.
- I'm not sure I've been thanked enough though...
THE END...
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