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Billy and Tommy had done a good job of laying in supplies on their trip into town. As soon as Clark and I cleaned ourselves up and put on some clothes, we helped them unload enough food for a couple of days' worth of good, square meals, plenty of coffee and liquor, and some extra firewood.
"What's in there?" I asked, motioning at the bag Billy brought in from our last trip to the truck.
He grinned at me and winked. "Something to keep us warm," he said, upending the bag and dumping four plastic pouches on the table. Each of them contained a bright red union suit. "They were marked down to $3.99 apiece, so I couldn't resist."
As the other guys put together some food, and as the snow began to fall in earnest, I threw our new skivvies into the wash, along with some other dirty clothes I had generated. We had a nice leisurely brunch around the fire and lolled around for a while, until finally the clothes dryer's buzzer sounded, signaling that my load of laundry was done. I brought the clothes back to the fire, so that I could fold them in its warm glow.
"Really nice quality," I said, holding up one of the union suits. It had clearly shrunk pretty significantly. I threw it at Clark, and he held it up to his body.
"Yeah, I guess it'll be a little tight, but it might work." He slipped his T-shirt and sweatshirt over his head and unzipped his jeans, letting them fall and revealing his lack of underwear. Standing there naked save for his socks, he began to unbutton the union suit, even as his hooded cock began to thicken and lengthen with a bit of anticipation. I distributed the other three suits while we watched Clark slip into his.
Tommy whistled when Clark turned around, giving us a 360 degree view. "Looking good, lover boy," he said. No one could deny that. Clark's muscular frame stretched the waffled cotton fabric taut, and the buttons running up the front strained a bit. Tommy walked over to his lover and pressed up against his body, cupping Clark's bulging cock with one hand. "I think I like it," he said.
Clark pressed his mouth up against Tommy's before glancing over at Billy and me. "Maybe you guys should try yours on, too."
Billy and I exchanged glances and shrugged. What did we have to lose? Joined by Tommy, we quickly stripped and donned our own union suits. Under normal circumstances, they would definitely have been just a hair too tight, but in the charged atmosphere of that particular day, the snug fit was more than a little exciting.
Grabbing Billy, I put my arms around him and pulled him against me, lightly rubbing our crotches together. My hands roamed down to his butt. "I especially like the back door," I said, fingering the button that secured the long vertical flap. "I'm sure it's very functional on cold winter nights."
"Or days," he responded softly, pulling me down to the couch.
As we began to kiss, Clark and Tommy stretched out on the soft rug in front of the fire and followed suit. None of the four of us were in a particular hurry. We were all content to start by simply making out while exploring the geography of our lovers' bodies under the soft, red fabric. Occasionally I would slip my finger through the gap between two buttons, enabling me to feel Billy's warm flesh, but most of the time I was content to feel him through his second skin.
It was very exciting to watch Tommy and Clark make out and become more and more turned on. Their erections were clearly visible through the stretched fabric; Clark's in particular would have been impossible to miss, snaking as it did nine inches down his right leg. Tommy stroked it with his hand for a while as they kissed, but, when they paused and came up for air, he moved his face down and began to blow his hot, moist breath along the length. For a while Clark was content to lace his hands behind his head and just watch his boyfriend at work, but eventually he unbuttoned the front of his union suit, exposing himself all the way down to his pubic hair. Just the root of his cock was visible. As Tommy continued to blow, Clark tugged and twisted his large nipples.
Grabbing Billy's hand, I led him over to our friends. While he knelt down next to Tommy and added his own hot breath to the mix, I leaned in and placed my mouth against Clark's. His tongue hungrily greeted mine, and we proceeded to go spelunking in each other's mouths. Meanwhile, my hand roamed down and over his hairy chest, pausing occasionally to tweak his fat, protruding nipples, before finally coming to rest in at the root of his twitching cock. Forming a "V" with my index and middle fingers, I gripped the thick base, while Tommy and Billy continued to tease the shaft. Their moist, hot breath had created a damp spot along Clark's thigh, tracing the length of his cock.
I was ready to see more skin. Reaching down with my free hand, I pulled the crotch of Clark's union suit away from his body, enabling me to rotate his erection out. It was a thing of beauty, standing straight up in all of its twitching glory. The heavy cowl of his foreskin had retracted part of the way, and a gentle tug from Billy caused the sheath to roll stickily back, revealing the shiny, pulsing knob that it normally protected. A perfect translucent pearl of precum had formed at the long slit, and Tommy reached in to spread it over the taut skin.
And so our fun began. Pretty soon, all four of us had our cocks out and union suits open. We kept them on for a long time, as we moved through all of the different possible combinations of bodies. I lost track of the pairings and groupings that had already been tried, but I don't think that anyone minded a repetition. Billy and I spent some time focusing only on each other, but sometimes we swapped with Tommy and Clark. And sometimes all four of us would pile in together, with Tommy sucking me off while Clark and Billy having a sword fight in front of my face, or Billy and Tommy jerking their cocks together while Clark and I tongued their asses through the back-door slits in the union suits, or any one of the dozens of other combinations that we tried.
Eventually, the time came to shed our last stitch of clothing, and we could luxuriate in the awesome feeling of skin on ripe, masculine skin. Our complete nakedness was primitive and amazing, and we wordlessly pressed and rubbed against each other, expressing our feelings and thoughts in grunts and groans rather than words. Tongues, lips, fingers, and cocks were all used to explore every square inch of flesh, every nook and cranny.
Someone had the presence of mind at some point to go fetch some lube, which was handy when I found myself on top of Tommy, pushing his legs back with my thighs as I tongued the pale nipples that crowned his milky pecs. He didn't resist one iota when I started probing his crinkled hole with my finger. Glancing over to where Billy was slowly lowering himself onto Clark's rigid spike, my route was clear, and I did not hesitate to insert my lubed cock into Tommy's ass. Glancing down, it looked like I was embedding myself in something carved out of white marble. After the previous night, Tommy knew what to expect, and without even a whimper of protest, he just relaxed and opened wide, and we began to fuck. Our sex was awesome, and it was made even more so by watching Billy greedily demand every hard inch that Clark had to offer, again and again. My lover's cock was rock hard and flushed a deep, dark red, and his balls had retracted into a tight package against his body. He began to babble barely coherent combinations of words, begging Clark to fuck him, to fill him up. He did not dare touch his own prick even while he could not stop impaling himself on Clark's. He was so fucking sexy to watch that I didn't know whether to keep my eyes on him or on the man below me. I opted for a little bit of both.
When it was time to bring everyone home, I decided that I wanted to switch with Clark, and he didn't put up a fight. Indeed, he seemed eager to take my place. As our friends fucked, I entered Billy from behind. He shivered at my girth, and I leaned over and put my arms around him as I humped. Pulling him up, I buried my lips in his neck and began to jack his fat prick. Louder and louder he whimpered, until finally his body stiffened and a geyser of cum shot straight into the air. This sexy sight, combined with the powerful contractions rippling along the length of my cock, combined to push me over the edge, and I unloaded a volley deep into his ass. Glancing over at our friends, I saw that they were slowly rocking against each other, as they came down from their own climax.
No one said anything for at least five minutes. We all just collapsed in front of the fire, soaking in its warmth. Finally, though, I looked out the window and saw the heavy curtain of snow that was falling.
"I don't know about you guys," I said, "but I want to go out and take a soak in the hot tub and watch the snow."
Clark winked at me. "Sure. We can plan the rest of the day."
And that's just what we did.