Chapter Twenty-Seven
Aaron was having a blast at the waterpark.
The red slide ended up being his favorite, too. He and Beckett rode it five times.
Sitting atop an innertube, he glided smoothly down the sleek tunnel, water splashing all around him as he made the twists and turns on the long descent. There were a couple of big drops that had his stomach flipping excited somersaults.
But he didn’t limit his time to only that giant slide.
They tried the surfing pool, and thanks to Aaron’s natural agility, he found it pretty easy to stay on the board.
“You firemen have to be coordinated like that, huh?” Beckett asked.
“It helps.”
Beckett laughed. “Well, I wiped out three times!”
“You’ll get it.”
They moved on and did every slide in the park at least once—some three or four times—before deciding to end with a leisurely dip in the pool.
When they made their way back to Amber, they found her talking to a handsome, tan and shirtless, man who had taken up a position on the chaise next to her.
Even though they were just chatting, it was obvious they were engrossed in the conversation and Aaron found himself growing hard once again.
That seemed to be his default state these days, he realized.
“Hey, cuties,” Amber said as she noticed them. “Coming for diaper changes?”
Aaron couldn’t believe she was being so open about it, and it was a little embarrassing that she said it right in front of this other man, but he supposed around the Evergreens that was perfectly normal.
“We’re actually pretty tired,” he admitted. “That sun is really heating things up.”
“Yeah,” Beckett said with a yawn. “It zapped me. That and all the stairs we’ve climbed on our way up to those slides.”
“Well, I better be getting along,” the man Amber had been talking to said as he got up from the chaise. “My Little is running around here somewhere.”
“It was great meeting you, Bruce,” Amber told him. “You have my number. Text. I’d love to get to know you better.”
“Definitely,” Bruce responded with a knowing smile. “And it was lovely meeting you, too, Amber.”
They looked at each other for another few seconds.
Wow, Aaron thought. Amber was all-in on this! It was a-freaking-mazing.
Instead of bringing that up right now, though, he said, “Did you want to do any slides or get in the pool at all?”
Amber shook her head. “I’m good on the slides. And Bruce and I swam for a little bit.”
Aaron certainly had follow-up questions, but he kept those to himself.
For now.
“Well, then,” he said. “Are you ready to head back?”
“Probably should,” she said as she got up and started gathering her things. “Looks like clouds coming in from the west.”
It had been bright and sunny all day, and Aaron hadn’t noticed the approaching clouds. But sure enough, as he grabbed a towel and started drying off, he saw a massive, dark wall approaching.
Beckett must have seen them, too, because he said, “Looks a little ominous.”
“Yeah. And moving fast, perhaps,” Aaron noted. “They might be here within an hour.”
The three finished prepping to leave and then walked back to Aaron and Amber’s cottage.
“Well,” Beckett said, “I guess I better get on back to my place to shower.”
“Are you sure? Because you were a pretty good boy, honey. I think you have a reward coming,” Amber said.
Aaron nearly gasped.
Beckett had shared with him what Amber had told him back in the changing room. It meant a lot to him that the man wanted to make sure such a thing would be all right.
Of course, it was.
But part of Aaron had figured it was just talk from Amber. He assumed she would forget or let it pass without acting on it.
That certainly didn’t seem to be the case, though.
Beckett looked at Aaron.
Aaron smiled and nodded. “Dude, I’d take her up on it if I were you!”
In fact, he hoped he was going to get a similar reward, too.
“Well,” Amber said. “What do you say, cute stuff?”
Beckett bobbed his head enthusiastically. “Yes, ma’am!”
Amber chuckled. “Come on. Let’s get you taken care of.”
***
In the bathroom, Aaron tried not to think about what was taking place in the other room.
He didn’t actually know what they were doing, but he had a pretty good idea. Amber had made it clear they weren’t going to have sex, but she was meeting Beckett’s needs somehow.
All while poor Aaron tried to shower with a rock-hard erection and balls so full they hurt.
Damn.
Finishing in the shower, he toweled off, got dressed, and pondered what to do next.
His bottom was still a little tender thanks to that spanking he’d taken earlier—a fact he’d been reminded of every time he’d sat down on one of those waterslides.
But that had been for spying on Amber with a lover. The budding relationship she was developing with Beckett was different.
One little ol’ glance wouldn’t hurt anything.
Inching toward the door, he reached out softly and slowly turned the knob, hoping it wouldn’t click too loudly.
It was damn near silent.
Aaron pushed the door out just a hair, but it wasn’t enough to see anything. He had to repeat the process twice before he had a wide enough sliver to put his eye to.
What he saw nearly sent him into shock.
Across the room, Beckett was naked, sitting on the couch with his head back and eyes closed.
Amber sat next to him, leaning over a bit to give her a better angle as she vigorously pumped his cock with her right hand.
“Baby boy, you’re getting so close. Make stickies for Auntie,” she encouraged.
Beckett just cooed as his legs twitched.
Aaron’s naked member hardened and his hand was wrapped around it before he even realized it.
Moving his palm up and down his shaft, he continued to watch as his lovely wife worked to pleasure the other man.
Her tone was so sweet and caring. “Oh, baby, you are so close. Can you show Auntie what a big boy you are?”
“Yes, m-ma’am,” Beckett managed to mutter.
His coos turned into grunts and groans and it was only a few seconds before thick, ropy strands of semen spurted from the tip of his reddening member.
“There we go. Good boy!” Amber said. She kept pumping. “Let’s get it all out.”
Aaron was on the brink of coming, too, but Mommy stood up to grab some wipes from a nearby table, no doubt about to clean Beckett up, and that would put her facing the bathroom door.
So, he silently closed it and backed away.
He wanted to keep going, to imagine what he’d just seen as he gave himself some relief, but there probably wasn’t time now.
In fact, less than a minute later, the conversation from the other room reached his ears, confirming his fears.
“Thank you so much.”
“Don’t mention it. That was a lot, sweetie. How long has it been?”
Beckett chuckled. “A while. I really need to find a Mommy.”
“You will, honey. Give me a hug.”
A couple of minutes after that, he heard Beckett leave. It hadn’t taken him long to put his swim trucks back on. Sure, as wound up as Aaron was, he probably could have finished pleasuring himself in that amount of time, but there was still a chance Amber would have caught him.
So, he’d been right to hold off.
Besides, maybe she’d take care of that for him…
After dressing, he tried to appear as casual as normal as he strolled out into the main room of the cottage. Amber wore a knowing smirk that told him she was on to his spying, but she didn’t call him out on it.
Approaching, he said, “So, uh, do you think you could…you know…do that for me?”
Amber shook her head with a sympathetic look.
Her voice was a bit patronizing as she said, “I’m sorry, sweetie, but after being in the sun all day, I need to shower.
Besides, I already gave Beckett a hand job and I’m not in the mood to do it again.
” She took his hand and kissed it as she looked into his eyes.
“I know, honey, it’s hard not being included.
But this is part of being a little cucky.
” That sympathetic look turned into a smile.
“I know how you can be involved. Your friend left some cum on the couch. Be a good boy and clean it up for Mommy. We don’t want it to stain the furniture. ”
She patted his chest as she walked past him and into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
With a frustrated groan—but a faint smile—Aaron turned toward the couch.
That cum stain wasn’t going to clean itself.