Kiss and Tell

Chapter 19

Jeff

I sat back, enjoying the water frothing around my shoulders.

Brandon’s hand curling around my dick was even better.

I chuckled. “I think that’s your favorite toy.” I pulled him close and kissed him. I could hear Austin in their room, laughing and chatting. “What do you think of him?”

Brandon smiled. “He’s a force of nature, that one. And Lord , what a pretty fat cock. Mind you, they all have nice-looking dicks.”

“Well, it looks as if you’ll get to feel them up close and personal.”

“And that means you get to watch.” My shaft jerked in his fingers and he chuckled. “Ooh, you like that. I had no idea you were into that kinda thing.”

I snorted. “What’s porn, if not voyeurism?”

“I’ve known Austin and Cameron for all of five minutes, but do you know what I really like about them?” Brandon stroked his chest with one hand. “They complimented me on my scars, said how I’d clearly worked hard on them.” He smiled once more. “They were right. I stay out of the sun, because that’s bad for them. Silicone sheets, silicone gel… I got into a routine and I stuck to it.” He sighed. “I would’ve preferred a keyhole incision, but that wasn’t an option.”

“Why not?”

He bit his lip. “I wasn’t exactly small. That was the deciding factor.” He glanced toward the French doors. “I like your friends—and their friends, if it comes to that. You wouldn’t believe there are still guys out there who balk at the idea of sharing their status. I mean, we’re in the twenty-first century. That should be at the top of the list when it comes to hooking up with someone. I didn’t even have to ask them just now. They got their phones out and showed me.”

“Which is how it should be.”

Brandon opened his mouth to say more but clammed up as the others came out onto the porch.

I snickered. “Oh my God, talk about ready for action. What were you all doing in there, sucking each other off?” Every one of them was sporting a boner, and they were all different. Austin’s was ramrod straight, while Cameron’s was thick but with a downward curve to it. I gazed with interest at Travis and Doug. Both had thick cocks, and both were at least seven inches.

Inwardly I preened. They’ve got nothing on me. Okay, so it was a childish thought, but I was a guy, and guys did that.

They climbed carefully into the hot tub, shafts bobbing as they moved, and took up two of the remaining three corners, Austin next to Doug, and Cameron at Travis’s side.

Austin grinned. “Just an aperitif, isn’t that what they call it?” He peered at the swirling water above my crotch. “And what about you? Don’t we get to see what you’re packing?”

Brandon chuckled. “Show ’em.” I loved the note of pride in his voice.

He let go of my cock and I stood, the water about mid-thigh.

Cameron made a choking sound. “Holy fuck. That isn’t a dick, it’s a missile.”

Doug stared at my erect shaft. “What is it, nine inches?”

I shrugged. “Never measured it,” I lied.

“You’ve never seen his cock before?” Austin asked.

“We don’t make a habit of walking around the cabin letting it all hang out. And sure, I’ve seen him in his swim trunks, but then it looked smaller.” Doug smirked. “I guess the water was cold.”

I sat down again. Brandon moved to perch in my lap, turned his face toward mine, and we kissed, slow and deep. I didn’t have to look to know the others were engaged in similar activities.

“This is hot,” Brandon murmured. “And no, I’m not talking about the water temperature.”

“Travis, I wanna see you,” Austin demanded.

I chuckled and whispered into Brandon’s ear. “I think the show is about to start.”

Travis rose, revealing his girthy cock that curved upward. Austin reached out and stroked it, smiling. “Nice,” he said in an appreciative tone. He worked the shaft, and Travis leaned back, balancing his hands on the corners of the hot tub.

“Why don’t you taste it?”

Austin didn’t hesitate. He leaned over and took the fat head into his mouth. Travis stroked Austin’s hair, his gaze locked on Austin’s head as it bobbed, his dick sliding deeper and deeper.

“I want a turn.” Cameron shifted across.

Austin grinned. “Have at it.” He sat back to give Cameron access.

Cameron didn’t hesitate either. He swallowed Travis to the root, and Travis rocked his head back, eyes closed.

“Come here, cutie.” Doug tugged Austin into his lap and kissed him, while the soundtrack coming from Travis and Cameron grew louder.

I caressed Brandon’s chest. “Want to join them?”

He shook his head. “Right now I’m happy being an interested observer.” His eyes twinkled. “A very interested one.”

It wasn’t long before the guys swapped again, except now they shifted into a higher gear.

“Kneel up, facing away from me,” Doug instructed Cameron. “Put your elbows on the side of the tub. Put your knee up too.”

Cameron did as he was told, and Doug spread his cheeks to reveal his pink little pucker.

Brandon’s breathing hitched, and I shifted my hand around him to rub my thumb over his t-dick. He shuddered, but I didn’t stop, settling into a steady rhythm.

Doug pressed his face into Cameron’s crack and went to town on his hole, licking, kissing, sucking, until Cameron was pushing back, obviously wanting more.

Austin sat on the edge of the hot tub, and Travis knelt on the ledge in front of him, sucking him off, his fingers digging into Austin’s thighs as he went down on him.

“This is way better than porn,” Brandon muttered. He shivered when I kissed his neck, but he didn’t look away from the floor-show.

It was as if someone had flipped a switch. Travis and Doug swapped places, only this time both Austin and Cameron were getting their asses eaten. I loved the low moans escaping all four of them, how much they were into it. Then Doug stood, and I knew what was coming.

What surprised the hell out of me was when he opened a flap in the wide edge of the hot tub and removed a bottle of—

“Who put lube in there?”

Travis snickered. “Randy, this morning, apparently. He told us about it.”

I laughed. The man thought of everything.

Doug slicked up his shaft, inserted a couple of fingers into Austin’s hole to deliver more lube, then aimed his cock and drove it home. Austin’s groan of pleasure filled the air, and Doug covered his mouth with a hand.

“Neighbors, remember?” Austin nodded, and he removed it.

Travis was busy lubing Cameron’s hole, and a moment later he was balls-deep in his lover’s ass.

Brandon’s hips were in motion, a thing he always did when he was turned-on. I watched as his gaze went from Doug’s clenching ass cheeks to Travis’s, then back to Doug again, moaning when Austin planted his foot on the edge of the tub, presenting us with a spectacular view of Doug’s cock plowing his ass.

“You enjoying this?” I asked Brandon.

“Oh God, yeah, but I’d be happier if we could move this indoors. Too many ears out here.”

I chuckled. “I think that’s a good idea. You usually make way too much noise.”

He gasped. “Me? I was thinking of you.”

That second, the bubbles died, but I didn’t hit the button to start them up again. “Guys? Wanna move this to Doug’s room?”

Doug pulled free of Austin’s hole. “Works for me.”

All six of us clambered out of the hot tub and toweled off most of the water before heading inside. Brandon pointed to the couch against the wall, facing the foot of the bed.

“Can we sit there?”

“Whatever you like. Still want to watch instead of play?”

He smiled. “I was thinking of playing with you.”

My cock loved that idea.

“Here.” Austin tossed Brandon a bottle of lube. “I brought plenty.”

Brandon grinned. “So did I, but thank you.” We spread a towel over the couch and sat, Brandon at my side.

“Spread your legs and hook one over mine, with your feet on the seat cushion.”

He glanced at me, his eyes bright. “I get it. You’re going to keep your hands busy while you watch them, aren’t you?” He rested his head against my shoulder, my arm around his neck, and I kissed his temple as I moved my hand down his torso. When my fingers connected with his t-dick he shivered. “Oh yeah.” I stroked his boypussy, my index finger gliding over moist flesh before sinking my middle finger into the heat of him, my thumb rubbing over the head.

Brandon turned his face to me and we kissed, him moaning into it as I pumped my finger in and out, making sure to keep up the stimulation with my thumb. My fingertips came into contact with the base of the smooth silicone plug in his ass, and I smiled. “Want me to take it out?”

“Not yet. When I’m ready to have something else in there? Then.”

I inclined my head toward the bed. “We’re missing out.”

Doug sat in the middle of the bed, Austin and Cameron bracketing him, their lips on either side of his cock, the firm shaft gliding up and down between their lips as Doug pushed up with his hips.

Travis stood by the bed, watching them, pumping his dick. A moment later he joined them, and Doug shifted to the left side of the king-size bed. Cameron sat between them, leaning over to suck Travis’s cock, while Austin lay on his belly between Doug’s spread thighs, head bobbing.

I moved my middle finger slowly, still working the taut head of Brandon’s t-dick, kissing his neck. “Keep watching,” I whispered.

Brandon rolled his eyes. “Why would I wanna stop? This is hot AF.”

Doug grabbed Cameron’s leg. “Put it behind me.”

Cameron moved it against the pillows, and Doug shifted closer to sit between Cameron’s legs. He bent over to take Cameron’s cock in his mouth while he sucked off Travis, Austin moaning, his mouth full.

“For God’s sake, fuck ‘em,” Brandon said through gritted teeth.

Doug raised his head and grinned. “Can’t have our audience being disappointed, can we?” He sat up. “On your backs, boys. Assume the position.” Doug knelt and shuffled backward, Travis copying him.

Austin was on his back in a heartbeat, ass tilted, his knees at his shoulders, hands holding onto his feet. “This position?” Doug lay face down and dove right in, and Austin let out a loud groan as Doug resumed rimming him.

Cameron lay beside Austin, bent in half and moaning while Travis worked a lubed finger into his ass. Doug was the first to ease back into Austin’s body, but Travis soon followed.

I fingered Brandon’s dick. “Better?”

He nodded, a low cry falling from his lips when I sank my finger deeper into him.

On the bed, Travis and Doug swapped places, only now the boys rode them, reverse cowboy, bouncing up and down on those thick cocks, their own dicks smacking against their bellies, their heads back, eyes closed, while Doug and Travis held on to them, thrusting into their bodies deep and hard, then slowing it down.

I couldn’t wait a moment longer.

I knelt on the rug in front of Brandon, his gaze locked on me, forearms resting on his knees, his thighs spread wide for me. I leaned in and gave his boypussy a slow lap of my tongue before rolling it around the head of his t-dick, loving the moans that multiplied. I licked and sucked, my own shaft hard and wanting.

Brandon’s breathing became labored. “Oh, yeah.” Then it hitched when I sank my thumb into his bonus hole, giving him an internal massage while I sucked his dick. I buried my face between his legs and ate him out with abandon, making more and more noise as I enjoyed him to the full.

Then I sat back on my haunches. “You ready for a hard deep fuck?”

Brandon grinned. “You know it.”

I grabbed his hips and tugged him forward until his ass rested on the edge of the seat cushion. I stroked the smooth silicone base sitting flat against his body. “But which hole?”

He shivered. “You can take it out, but I want you in my front hole.”

I grabbed the base and gave a gentle tug, keeping it slow as I removed the pink plug from his ass. Brandon groaned, and I kissed his hole. “I’ll be in there later.” I set the plug aside.

He nodded, his eyes shining.

I stood, slicked up my shaft, pressed the head to his entrance, gripped the back of the couch, and filled him. I let out a groan. “Fucking love spreading you open.” Then I propped myself up on my hands and thrust deep into him, hips rocking.

Brandon moaned. “Fuck, you always feel so good inside me.”

I sped up, hips snapping, slamming into him, and he clung to me, his arms around my shoulders, his face buried in my neck, his moans constant as I drove all the way home. “You’ve got this,” I murmured, loving the feel of tight warmth gripping my shaft. I pulled free of him, grabbed his ankles, and lifted them into the air before penetrating him again to the hilt. I repeated the action, spearing into him then withdrawing completely, and with each thrust he cried out.

“Fuck, look at that.” Doug’s murmur broke through, and I realized our audience was enjoying the show too.

“Can I suck your cock?” Brandon pleaded.

I forgot about the others and nodded, sliding free of him. We swapped places, and I lay back, thrilling at that first sensation of his mouth on my dick. “You’re so good at this.” It was an illicit feeling I knew he reveled in, getting to taste himself on my shaft. I cradled his head and held him there, thrusting up into his mouth, knowing he could take it. When I got too close, I held his face between my hands. “Wanna ride it?”

He nodded, then crawled up my body to kiss me. He straddled my lap, holding on to the back of the couch as he impaled himself on my shaft, our lips locked. Brandon moved slowly at first, then increased speed, raising and lowering himself, his breaths short and ragged. I couldn’t stop touching him. I stroked his chest, his belly, his thighs, his ass cheeks.

Brandon rode my dick, bouncing up and down, then slowed, rolling his hips, his body undulating in a sensuous wave, his bare feet resting on my thighs. I held onto his waist, helping him move up and down. He trembled beneath my fingertips, his movements as fast as his breathing.

“Your cock feels great,” he said with a groan.

I gazed up at him. “Use it, then. Just use it.”

He claimed my lips in a scorching kiss, his hands on my shoulders as he rocked, and I couldn’t get enough of him. I stroked his back, his ass, unable to stop kissing him.

“Jeff, I…” A sheen of sweat covered his chest, popping out on his brow, and I knew he was close. I slowed down, doing my damnedest to nudge that sweet spot inside him, and he brought his forehead to mine. “Yeah, just like that,” he whispered, his chest rising and falling.

I held on tight and thrust into him, his eyes huge, shivers coursing through him, and then I felt it, his body pulsing around my cock as his orgasm hit hard, his back arched, mouth open in a low cry.

Then it was my turn, and I shot my load inside him, reveling in the sensations, tiny jolts of electricity zapping through me as wave upon wave of pleasure crashed into me. I clung to him as shocks jolted him, until at last he was quiet in my arms, his breathing returning to normal.

“I think that was the best yet,” he murmured.

I was about to tell him things could get even better when Austin’s voice shattered the quiet.

“Do we get to play too?”