Date: Wed, 29 Sep 2004 13:11:00 EDT
From: GIDUPGO@aol.com
Subject: Health Club Workout #22

Once again, I preface this with the statement that these writings are not
works of fiction, they are real, true life experiences. Feedback is
appreciated. David
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In my last writing, I had made an offer on on an oceanside estate on the
big island of Hawaii, which had been accepted by the sellers. We went out
and celebrated that evening and then came back to our apartment/penthouse
in Honolulu and went to bed. The next step is to close this deal. Our
private jet is flying back to the mainland tomorrow morning to pick up a
lawyer from the firm that my family has always used, along with a check
for the cost of the estate. I told the crew to stay overnight and rest
before returning, so I don't expect them to be back here for a couple of
days. Meanwhile, Matt has brought up an interesting subject, namely, what
are we going to do with the jet after we take up residence here, and what
about the crew? Well, for the first thing, we are going to keep the jet
here in Hawaii, I think, it depends on whether it is more reasonable to
hangar it back on the mainland where we have always kept it, or if we can
get a good rate from the airport on Hawaii to keep it there. That has to
be looked into. As for the crew, I tell him that I will give them a
choice; they can move here to Hawaii (at my expense), or they can remain
where they are. I will pay their airfares to get them back and forth when
we need them. I am thinking that since all but one of them have families,
they won't want to uproot their families from friends and schools, but
will leave the decision entirely up to them. Meanwhile, we are getting
anxious to close this deal so we can move into our new home and try out
our private beach. I tell Matt we better enjoy the next couple nights or
so in the penthouse, because I am thinking seriously of selling it also.
We could still use it to put up business associates when they come here
to Hawaii, but I am thinking that the cost of putting them up in a hotel
for their stay would be a lot less expensive than the upkeep of the
penthouse and wages of staff, plus property taxes, etc. I know, I have
millions in the bank, but I am not one to waste money if I don't have to,
I learned well from my grandfather the worth of a dollar here and there.
He didn't get rich by spending a lot of money on something expensive if
he could get the same use out of something a lot more reasonable, and I
had that drilled into my head all the time he raised me after my parents
died.

Thursday, I get a call from the lawyer, he is on his way in and is just
about 45 minutes from landing. Matt and Idrive out to meet him. Wish he
had called sooner, rush hour traffic is heavy, but we make it with a
couple of minutes to spare. As we pull up, I see the door to the cabin
open and a familiar figure steps out and comes down the stairs. I get out
of the car and go to greet him. "Uncle Larry, I didn't know that you were
coming over to do this. How are you?" Of course, he isn't my real uncle,
my father not having any siblings. It is just that ever since my parents
died, the law firm that my grandfather has retained over the years took
over all the legal work for my trust funds, and of course, for me. There
are several lawyers in the firm, and whenever he came out to the house or
I went in with my grandfather, he told me to call him that, sort of to
make me feel more comfortable there. He is about sixteen years my senior,
so that makes him 45 or 46, don't really know when his birthday is.

We go back to the car, I open the back door for him, since Matt is up
front. "Uncle Larry, I want you to meet Matt, Matt, this is Uncle Larry."
Matt looks a little puzzled, and I explain the whole thing to him so he
isn't totally out of the loop. I tell Larry that Matt is my partner and
that we we have been together for a couple of years now. Larry nods his
head, shakes Matt's hand and says "Glad to meet you, Matt." We then head
back down town to the penthouse. When we finally arrive at the penthouse,
Larry asks me "So, where is this house you are intent on buying without
asking me?" I tell him that it is on another island. "Which one?" he
asks. "Hawaii, the big island," I tell him. "Well, will you be showing it
to me before we close on it, or just exactly what are your plans." "Do
you have to see it before we close, or could we close and then fly over
to see it? You're the legal person, so you tell me," I reply. "Well, when
such a large sum of money is involved, I think I should be looking at it
before we close. It's for your own protection, David. I know, you now
have full control of the trust funds your grandfather set up for you, but
I did promise your grandfather that I would protect your interests, or
protect you from yourself, so to speak. I intend to keep that promise, in
fact, everyone at the firm has that as part of their duties to your
grandfather, and now, to you." I look at my watch, it is not noon yet.
"Okay, Larry, why don't you go freshen up, I'll call the real estate
agent to see if she can set this up for us today, and if she can, and she
can go with us, I will then call the crew and have them get the jet ready
to take us over there. How does that sound?" He agrees and heads for one
of the bedrooms, fortunately, not ours. I call the agent, explain the
situation to her and ask if she can do that for us. She says she will
have to shuffle some appointments around, but she thinks she can manage
it. I tell her we will be picking her up at her office in about 45
minutes. I go to the bedroom that Larry entered and knock on the door, he
says "come in." I open the door and step inside, closing the door behind
me. I turn from closing the door and see Larry, naked as a jaybird and
standing in front of a full length mirror, and what a specimen of manhood
he is. I never realized what those business suits were hiding. I mean,
for a guy 45 or 46 years old, he has a magnificent body; broad shoulders,
big arms, very well developed chest, nice pecs, and it all tapers down to
a very slim waist with a great set of abs to go with it all, and his ass
is just perfectly shaped, nice round globes. His legs are very muscular;
strong thighs and nice calves, and finally, his ankles and feet. I also
notice that he doesn't have any tan lines, so assume that either he tans
in the nude, or is naturally dark skinned. All of this is covered with a
fine dusting of light brown hair. I take one look and say "Wow." Larry
turns to face me and I see that he is semi-erect, I also notice that he
has a good ten inches in length, and growing. I can see the veins in his
cock pulsating with the flow of blood, ending in an enormous purple head
on his cock. His cock is shaped like a small baseball bat, behind his
cockhead, hisshaft flares out, very thick, and tapers down to his groin,
where it disappears into a lush, dark forest of curly pubic hair. A
couple of large, low hanging, furryorbs dangle beneath his cock, this
guy is certainly well endowed, like a bull. He sees the expression on my
face and asks "Like what you see?" I do, and say so. "Well, maybe we can
do something about it later." I gently remind him that I am in a
committed relationship with Matt, and he says we will talk about that
later. I tell him we have to get going, as we are picking up the real
estate agent in just a few minutes, so he better get his act together,
since we need to leave in no less than ten minutes. He agrees and I leave
the room. When I shut the door, I turn to Matt and tell him what had just
happened. Matt says that it sounds like things could get pretty
interesting over the next few days, and I tell him that it's possible,
but that I am not going to press it unless Matt is with me all the way.
He says he will think about it.

Finally, we are on the way to pick up the agent, and then to the airport.
On the way, I make introductions, explaining that my lawyer wants to see
the property before we close on it and she says that is okay with her,
and then Larry explains to her that he is just protecting me from myself,
etc., etc. At the airport, I ask the crew to load the car on the jet
also, I don't want to waste time trying to rent a car. This way, we can
land, unload the car and be on our way in just a few minutes, and be back
in Honolulu before the real estate agents offices close and get this
taken care of today, if the agent thinks it can be done. I explain all
this to her in flight and she says she thinks it can be done. She gets
her cell phone out, and I tell her to use the phone in the arm of her
chair, it has much better reception than a cell phone in this plane. So,
she calls the sellers to see if they can be at the closing that
afternoon. She finds out that they will be sending their lawyer to
represent them, and he has power of attorney to close the deal for them,
since they are not in the islands right now. She then calls her office
and tells them to get everything set up for the closing. She then turns
to me and tells me that we can closeby 4:30 this afternoon, if we don't
hit any snags. So, we are all set, for the time being.

We land, the crew unloads the car. I tell them we will be about three
hours, tell them to wait for us, and tell them they can go into town and
get lunch, if they wish, or just look around, and hand them one ofmy
credit cards. I know it's going to be about an hour drive in each
direction, and possibly, an hour for Larry to look over the property and
ask any questions of the agent. But, three hours should allow us plenty
of time and still be able to get this deal closed today. On the drive
from the airport to the property, the agent is showing Larry pictures of
the property and describing it to him. She also tells him the asking
price and mentions that I had offered less, and it had been accepted, and
mentions the fact that she thinks I am a pretty savvy businessman. Larry
agrees, and I notice that he doesn't go into any detail about my
financial status, so I amglad that he is being very discreet about that,
if they knew my position, they may not have accepted my offer, and in
fact, might have asked more. So, neither he nor I are saying anything in
that regard. Like my Grandfather told me once, "there is only so much you
have to tell anyone about yourself, don't tell them anymore than what
they need to know at the moment, and if that means not telling them how
much is in your wallet, then so be it." Very smart man, my
Grandfather.I'll say this for him, he didn't make his fortune flashing
his money around for everyone to see.

We arrive at the property and I can tell that Larry is very impressed. As
the agent unlocks the door and lets us in, heturns to me and asks how I
found this and I tell him we found it in a real estate magazine off the
street. "You lie!" he says. "Nope, I don't, ask our agent," I tell him.
Just then, Matt says "Here, I kept the magazine we found it in,"
andhandsit to Larry, open to the page where the full page ad is. So, he
looks at it and turns to me and says, "Looks like you follow in
yourGrandfather's footsteps when it comes to making deals," which I feel
is a great compliment. Well, we tour the property, or rather, Larry and
the agent tour the property, Matt and I are taking our own tour of the
grounds, suggesting ideas and changes or improvements that might be made
to satisfy our taste for privacy. Even though the closest neighbor is 1/4
mile to either side of us, we still want to have a lot of privacy,
especially since both of us have gotten used to being naked all day,
inside and out; and our all over tans will attest to that. Finally, we
meet back at the front entrance with Larry and the agent and head back to
the airport. As we are driving, I ask Larry what he thinks. "Well, David
I really think you got yourself a great deal here, but I will discuss
some of thiswith you in private, later, but yes, I really like what you
have here and I believe we will be able to close on this without any
problems." "Thanks, Larry, I appreciate that, especially coming from
you," I tell him. We get to the airport, the car is loaded and we board
the plane and head back to Honolulu. When we land, I tell the crew they
can stand down fora couple days, they have to get rested, because Larry
will be going back the day after tomorrow, and I want them fully rested
and alert before they have to fly again. We then head for the real estate
agent's office for the closing.

We get to her office and I don't see anyone there except for another
older gentleman.Our agent explains that this is the sellers lawyer, he
has power of attorney for them and can handle the whole deal. She then
explains that the sellers are on an extended trip, out of the country,
and will be for a few more weeks, but they do want to get the sale of the
house completed. I look at Larry, he says "No problem, we can handle
that." The agent makes introductions all around and we are seated. She
pulls out a large file of papers, explains each of them to us,The
seller's lawyersigns, and thenLarry signs, it seems like there are
dozens of documents that have to be signed and notarized. Fortunately,
our agent has a notary public on staff, so we don't have to go anywhere
to get that part done. As we finish up the paper work, the final piece of
paper comes up, the one that passes title to the property to me. Of
course, the other lawyer has to sign, but when it is passed to Larry, I
tell Larry I want to sign that one, I want my name on the title to this
property,he reluctantly agrees.I don't understand his reluctance, it is
my house, so why shouldn't my name be on the title. Larry says he will
explain later, again, in private. After all the paperwork is done, the
agent turns to Larry and ask for the check I had told her he would be
bringing. Larry tells her he doesn't have it, and I start to get upset,
as does she. Larry holds his hand up to quiet us and explains that in
large transactions like this, it is the policy of the firm to do
electronic transfers between banks, rather than checks. It is faster and
safer, and he turns to the other lawyer and asks if he has the routing
and account numbers for his clients so the monies can be transferred, and
surprise of surprises, he says he does. He also says that this is the way
his firm handles large transactions, so he is fully aware of how this is
done, and his clients are amenable to it. Larry asks the agent if she is
okay with this, and she says that as long as both sides are okay with it,
she really doesn't care how it's done, as long as it's legal. Larry then
asks the agent if he can use her lines to set up his laptop computer, she
agrees, and he gets set up and ready to finish the deal. He gets on line,
connects with the bank where my funds are, makes all the necessary
entries for our end of the deal, then he goes to the next screen and asks
the other lawyer to come over and enter all the information he has in
order to complete the deal. The money is transferred in just a matter of
second, no questions asked. Amazing! The house is now officially mine, or
maybe I should say ours. Everyone shakes hands and there are
congratulations all around, the deal has taken just 45 minutes to
complete. We leave the agent's office and head back to the penthouse.

On the way, Larry tries to explain to me why he was a little hesitant
about my name being on the title, something about the fact that none of
the homes my Grandfather had were in his name, but in the company name. I
asked him why and he said it was for tax purposes, and for protection,
also, because if the house was in the company name, and for some reason,
someone came after me with a lawsuit, they couldn't touch the house,
because technically, it wasn't mine, I was just living in it. He told me
we could change it at a later date, if we have to or want to, but not to
worry about it, there is insurance for that sort of thing anyway. So, I
have just bought my first house, and Matt and I are going to live here
for a very long time. I then bring up the subject about selling the house
back on the mainland. I tell Larry that we are going to fly back and go
through the house, making a list of what we want to keep and take with
us, and also getting the other cars ready to come back with us. I am
going to hire a moving company to take everything to the airport and
puton the jet, I will have the cars put on board also. I want to sell
the house and ask him what he thinks about that idea and he says it
sounds good to him. Then, I ask him about the penthouse, explaining that
I think it would be more cost effective to put up business associates in
a first class hotel when they come to town, and do it just for the time
period they are there, instead of paying for maintenance and upkeep of
the penthouse all year long, not to mention utilities, taxes, insurance
and staffing the place. He disagrees with me on that point.I tell him
that we are going back with him in a couple of days and we should get a
good real estate agent lined up so we can put the house on the market,
but I want his legal opinion on everything before we sign up with anyone,
to which he agrees. By this time, we are at the penthouse. Instead of
going up, I turn to Matt and Larry and say "Let's go out for dinner
tonight, I feel like celebrating." Matt agrees quite readily, so Larry
says "Guess I'm outvoted on that one," and agrees to go with us. So, we
head out for dinner, I pickone of the most expensive restaurants in town
and we headout.and have a long discussion about how much we should be
able to getfor the house, and also for the penthouse. Larry tells me
that the house, sold as is, complete with furnishings, should be able to
sell somewhere in the area of ten million. "How do you figure that?" I
ask him. He says that that is the way the real estate market has been
going in the area where the house is located,that it is prime property,
especially for corporate executives. I look at him and say "If it goes
for that much, that will pay for the house we just bought today with
money left over!""Yes, and that is something I want to mention to you.
You practically stole that house today." I look at him and ask him what
he means. H says that the agent that sold that house, and possibly the
owners also, had no idea of what the place was worth." I guess I am
looking a little puzzled, as Larry continues. "I looked that house over
today, really good, and even though I don't live here, and don't practice
law here, Ihave a feel for the market here, in other words, I keep in
touch with people I know here. I am pretty sure that the house you just
bought could have sold for double what you paid for it, if not more." I
feel my jaw drop. "Can I get in any trouble about that?""No, everything
was done legally and properly, but if the sellers did some research and
found out, their lawyer could be in a heap of trouble, but you are okay,
they are the ones that have to worry." Well, I heaved a sigh of relief
and told him that maybe we should get the name on the title changed as
soon as we could, just to be sure. He agreed with me, only because that
is the way ithas always been with our family, sohe said we would do it
when we got back to the mainland. I asked if we could do it there, or if
it had to be done here in Hawaii, but he said it could be done there, so
I was okay with that. Finally, after a three hour dinner and
conversation, we went back to the penthouse.

By the time we get home, it is quite late in the evening, closing on
midnight, actually. We take the elevator up, I lock it down so nobody can
use it and head into the living room. I enjoy the view of Honolulu and
Waikiki from our perch on top of the building, and am thinking that if we
sell this, we won't be able to enjoy this view any longer. Matt and Larry
follow me. Matt comes along side me and takes my hand in his. "What's
bothering you, luv?" he says. "Oh, not much, just thinking that we don't
have much longer to enjoy this little nest up here with the fantastic
views in all directions." "Yeah, I know, I've been thinking about that
also and wondering how it was going to affect you." "Well, for tonight, I
am not going to let it bother me, we have plenty of time to make that
decision, besides, we still have the new place to move into," and I turn
to him and start to unbutton his shirt. "But, right now, I have some
other business to take care of." "Hey, you forgot, we have a guest?" he
says, and nods his head in Larry's direction. "Nope, I haven't forgotten,
but I really don't care right now. If he doesn't like it, he can go to
his room and play with himself." By this time, I have Matt's shirt
completely off, he has kicked off his sandals, and I am starting to
unbuckle his belt for him. I get his belt undone and his cargo shorts
fall to the carpet. Yup, no underwear, just lots of skin. I start to
caress his buns, and while doing that, lean down so I can reach his chest
with my tongue. I tongue his chest, lightly flicking my tongue down the
groove between his pecs, then twirling around his nipples. He starts to
moan as I tease his nipples and they instantly stiffen with my
ministrations. I suck one into my mouth, chewing lightly on the point,
then give the same treatment to the other one. My hands are pulling his
cheeks apart and my index finger is finding its way into his love tunnel.
He is so moist in his crack that I have no trouble getting inside his
sphincter and start to work my finger around in there, touching his love
button and massaging it, then letting up, finger fucking him with just
one finger. I insert my tongue into his ear, then nibble his earlobes,
going from one side of his head to the other, letting one hand play with
his love tunnel while the other is teasing his nipples. I am showing no
mercy, attacking all the sensual points that I can at one time. My mouth
is kissing his face, down his neck, back up to his ears, then across his
eyelids and down his nose to his mouth. My tongue finds its way inside
his mouth, and he quickly responds by sending his tongue inside my mouth.

We are standing there, not paying any attention to Larry, who by now, is
becoming quite aroused, I think. Matt has had his arms wrapped around me,
but stops that and as best as he can, slips my shirt off over my head,
then drops my shorts to the carpet to join his. I step out of my shorts,
kick off my shoesand move over a little so Matt has to step out of his,
if he doesn't want to take a tumble. I lower myself to the floor,
bringing Matt down with me. As we are lying on the carpet, wrapped in
each others arms, I notice a movement out of the corner of my eye. I look
up. There is Larry, watching us. I am not sure if the look on his face is
pain or maybe hope, hope that we will let him join us. I nudge Matt,
motioning with my head in Larry's direction. Matt looks over his shoulder
at Larry and then turns to me. "What are we going to do about him?" he
asks. "Watch," I say. "Larry, are you thinking of joining us, or just
watching?" I ask him. "Well, if you don't mind, I want to join you down
there," he replies. "Well, wait just a minute, we will help you get
ready," I tell him. I get to my feet and pull Matt up and we go over to
Larry. "Where should we start, Matt?" I say. "Well, for starters, the
shoes have to come off," Matt replies. We both kneel down in front of
Larry and undo his shoes, then while he is trying to keep his balance, we
remove first one shoe, then the other. "While we're down here, we might
as well get rid of the socks, don't you think?" I ask Matt. "By all
means," and we reach up Larry's trouser legs to get hold of the tops of
his socks. Once again, he has to balance himself while we remove his
socks one at a time. We stand to our feet, I nod to Matt and he takes
Larry's tie off, his jacket already having been taken off when we came
into the apartment. I then start unbuttoning his shirt, humming strip
tease music as I do, and swaying back and forth. Matt is working on the
buttons on his sleeves. We pull his shirt tails out and then slowly
remove the offending garment. Matt looks at Larry's chest and gives a
wolf whistle. Before Larry can do anything to stop us, both of us have
our mouths on one of his big tits, sucking and chewing on them, our hands
are moving over his chest, letting the hair slide through our fingers.
Larry is starting to moan, and we just increase our teasing of his tits
and tonguing his chest. He has a really, nicely developed chest. His tits
are as big as quarters, and judging from the noises he is making, they
are very sensitive. I pull back from doing the tit I have been working
over, it is stiff and hard, and very red. Matt sees that I have stopped,
so he does the same. I look down and can see Larry's trousers are tenting
out, must be his love muscle growing. I drop to my knees in front of him,
undo his belt buckle and let his trousers drop to the floor. He steps out
of them, and I notice that he has athong made of a wide mesh material
on, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination, and it is stretched
almost to the limits by his erection. It is pointing straight out in
front of him, pulling the pouch out so far from his body that his ball
sac has dropped down between his legs.

I look at Matt, he looks at me. We both raise our eyebrows at each other,
we both like what we see. Both of us have thrown a boner by now, I motion
Matt to go around behind Larry. As he does that, I slowly start to play
with Larry's cock with my tongue. There is a large pearl drop of pre-cum
at the tip of his cock, I lick it up, then slowly let my tongue play with
the corona around his cock head. He is moaning, I slowly suck his rod
into my mouth, thong and all. Meanwhile, Matt has applied his cockhead to
Larry's rosebud, and is slowly inserting his love muscle into Larry's
love tunnel. As Matt pushes into Larry's ass, the opposite action is
pushing Larry's cock down my throat. But, I can feel that the thong he is
wearing is not going to allow for full penetration, so I release his cock
from my mouth and pull the thong pouch off his cock, which then slips
down to encase his balls. I don't care, now I can take his cock all the
way down to his bush. Soon, we have a rhythm going, Matt presses in from
behind, which drives Larry's cock down my throat, as Matt pulls out, I
can let Larry's cock slip out of my mouth, or not. Matt is not pulling
out all the way, and I am not allowing Larry's cock to slip all the way
out of my mouth, I make sure to keep his cockhead in my mouth, teasing it
with my tongue each time it meets my lips. I am holding Larry's ball sac
in my hands, and I feel it pulling up close to his body, I know he is
getting ready to cum. Just as I let go of his cock with my mouth, he
shouts "I'm cumming," and he shootsa huge load of sperm all over my
chest and abs. Matt just keeps on pumping, and that just makes Larry keep
on shooting his sperm. Finally, Matt pulls out, spent, but not done, he
hasn't shot his load off inside Larry. We do that just with each other,
we are very careful about STD's.

After Matt pulls out, Larry lays down on the carpet, and we lay down next
to him. "Larry, are you gay, or did you just do that for the experience
of doing it with us?" I ask. "Yes, I am gay, although nobody at the
office knows about it. I hope you will keep this to yourselves." I assure
him we will. "I have been keeping an eye on you ever since you turned
into a teenager, and the older you got, the better looking you got, and I
have always wanted to do it with you, but wasn't sure how to approach the
subject, that is, until you told me that Matt was your partner. Then,
Iwas pretty sure I was on safe ground with the idea." "Well, not knowing
where you stood, we just went a step at a time, and when you didn't
object, I felt we could go all the way with you," I tell him. "Well, you
didn't," he says. I ask him what he means by that. "You didn't take my
load down your throat, and I know for sure Matt didn't unload up my ass,
why was that?" "Larry, we are always very careful about STD's, and not
knowing any history with you, we just aren't going to take any chances,"
I told him. "We know each other's history, have for some time now, so we
don't use protection with each other, but we still go for testing every
six months or so, just to make sure," I told him. Matt nods in agreement.
"Well, okay, I just thought it was something I may have done. By the way,
I notice that both of you are completely shaved, does that do something
for you?" I look at Matt, he looks at me. Matt replies for both of us.
"The absolute free feeling we get with no hair on our bodies is just pure
ecstasy, our bodies slip around on each other when we are in the pool, or
in the steam room, or, and this is the best part, when we are lying out
in the sun with tanning lotion on. The feeling of slipping our bodies
around on each other is awesome, and if we have lubed our tools up, they
just slip into each other so quickly and easily, there is nothing like it
in the world." "H'mmmm, maybe I should try for that look and feel," Larry
says. "Also, Larry, as you can see for yourself, the body without any
hair justaccentuates your muscles, they just stand out better than if
they are covered with hair," I tell him. To demonstrate for him, I stand
to my feet and strike a pose, my muscles are rippling in front of him.
All of a sudden, I feel a warmth wrap itself around my cock. I look down
and Larry has grasped my cock in one of his hands. "Ah, my favorite
flavor, milk chocolate," he says. "And, it'sfilled with sweet cream just
for you," I tell him. He goes down on me immediately, all the way to my
root. His nose is right up against my pubes and he is fingering my
rosebud with one hand and gripping my ballsac with the other. The suction
he is exerting is very strong, and even though I am pushing his head away
(although onlyhalf-heartedly), I cannot pull out of his mouth. I feel
his finger slip inside my love tunnel, and then he is massaging my love
button like there is no tomorrow. In no time, I feel a load coming up my
cock, and I can't pull out of his mouth. "Larry, I'm cumming," and with
that little notice, I am shooting a load down his throat. I feel his
throat muscles working on my cockhead, as he sucks every drop out of my
cock. Finally, my tool starts to soften and he lets it slip out of his
mouth. Matt has watched this and says, as my cock is finally free of
Larry's mouth "I have never known you to cum that soon, David" "Yeah, I
know, but you have never had your cock put into a vacuum cleaner before
either," I tell him. Just as I finish saying that, Larry turns to Matt.
"Want to let me do you, Matt?" he asks. Matt looks at me, I nod my head
and Larry is on him just as fast. His mouth is on Matt's cock and sucks
it down his throat until his nose is buried in Matt's pubes also, and at
the same time, his finger is inside Matt's love tunnel, massaging his
love button. This guy is an expert at giving blow jobs, and in no time,
between the high velocity suction of his mouth and the massaging of
Matt's love button, Matt is also shooting his load down Larry's throat.

When Larry is done doing Matt, I suggest that I go turn on the steam in
the steam room and we can retire there in a few minutes, after a good
head of steam has worked up. Matt agrees and he follows me into our
bedroom, with Larry just a few steps behind. As we enter our bedroom and
I head for the bathroom, I hear Larry whistle. "David, you have really
done this place over, haven't you?" I reply that I have, didn't like what
my father or grandfather had here, so had everything ripped out and
started over. Larry glances up and sees the mirrors on the ceiling. "That
is cool, bet your parents never had anything like that, huh?" "I wouldn't
know, Larry, all I know is that this is what Matt and I like." I am
practically shouting from the bathroom, since I have stepped into the
steamroom/shower area to turn the steam on. Matt and Larry come into the
bathroom and Larry looks around and sees all the mirrors on the walls,
floor to ceiling. "You really like mirrors, don't you?" he asks. "Well, I
like what I see in the mirrors, so why not have them where I can see
everything?" I reply. We go back out to the bedroom and I flop down on
the bed. Matt flops down beside me and we start to play with each others
rods. I like to grasp Matt's cock in my hand and slowly go up and down
his shaft, from his cockhead down to his root, just encircling his cock
with my thumb and middle finger. Soon, his cock is fully engorged and
each time I slip my hand up or down, it is twitching in my grasp. I can
see his cockhead turning deep purple with the flow of blood, and I can
see his veins pulsating as his cock engorges with the flow of blood.
Meanwhile, he is doing a number on my cock also, and I feel that I am not
going to be able to hold out much longer. I let his cock go and gently
push his hand off mine, I don't want to unload right now, I want to wait
until we are in the steamroom. I look in the overhead mirror and watch
both our cocks jerking and twitching. I also notice that Larry is
standing beside the bed stroking his tool, and it is getting bigger all
the time. I sit up and announce that it's time to head for the steam
room. I pull Matt to his feet, and as I head for the steam room, I am
leading him by his cock. As I pass Larry, I grasp his cock in my other
hand and lead him along with Matt to the steamroom.

We get to the steamroom, and there is a full head of steam in there, we
can't see the back wall, which is just how I like it, lots of steam. I
tell Larry that it is best if he starts on the lower levels and works his
way up to the upper levels, he has to acclimate himself to the heights,
as it gets hotter the higher you go. Matt and I are used to this, so we
go to the second level right away. I can see Larry down below me on the
first level, his cock is starting to subside with the heat. I reach down
and grasp his cock in my hand and start to stroke up and down his shaft.
With all the steam in here, it isn't very long before his tool is at full
attention again and he is starting to moan. I am sure that he is going to
be shooting his load soon, so I slip off the second level down to the
first level, straddling his legs with mine. Our cocks are together now,
and I get both of them in my hands and start to stroke them together.
Then, when I think Larry is going to shoot, I stop. Larry quickly takes
both our cocks in his hand and starts to stroke them together again. I
can feel the tension building in my body, I know I am getting ready to
cum. I lean way back to the point that I am leaning against Larry's
knees, bracing myself with my arms. Then, I feel my sperm rising up
through my rod and then I am shooting my load all over Larry's chest, and
he is shooting his load also. When I am done shooting my load, I look at
Larry, his face has the look of satisfaction on it. I notice that our
sperm has intermingled in the hairs of his chest. I lean forward and
start to rub it all over his chest. I slide up a little further,
straddling his chest with my knees, he leans forward and takes my cock in
his mouth once again. I pull out, I have other plans.

"Larry, I think it's time you get a shave," I announce to him. "I'm not
sure I want to do that," he says. "Hey, if you don't like it, you can
always let it grow back, it isn't like it's permanent, man," I tell him.
I get up and go across the steamroom and turn the steam off. Then I turn
on the exhaust fan to get rid of the steam. I step out to the bathroom
area, get a couple of razors and some shavinggel and step back in. "Now,
Matt and I will do the honors, but first, we have to get you all lathered
up with this shaving gel. You are already wet enough for this, so we just
need to get you creamed up, so to speak," I tell him. I hand a can of
shaving gel to Matt along with a razor. Then, I shoot some gel into my
hand and start to apply it to his back and shoulders, Matt is working on
his legs. As the gel starts to react with the moisture, I start to run my
razor over his back, starting at the top and working my way down. I turn
the shower on warm, so that the hair will wash down the drain, and we can
also see where we have shaved. I finish with his back and shoulders, Matt
is almost done with his legs. "Okay, Larry, I need you to bend over as
far as you can and pull your cheeks apart." He follows my instructions
and I shoot a little gel into his ass crack. I rub it around real good,
getting all the hair lathered up, and then I grasp his cock and scrotum
in my hands and prepare the underside of them for shaving also. I slowly
draw the razor down his crack, stopping to rinse it off often, I don't
want to nick his ass for him. I finish with his ass crack, being careful
to shave all around his rosebud, then I grasp his cockhead between my
thumb and index finger, pulling it down as far as I can to stretch the
skin tight. Then I shave the underside of his cock. Now, it's time to do
the underside of his scrotum and the valley between his pubes and thighs.
Mission accomplished, I tell him to stand up. Time to rinse off before we
do the front of him. As he rinses off, he is feeling his ass cheeks and
the backs of his legs. "Hey, that feels great!" he says. "Justlike we
told you, huh?" I tell Larry that for this part of his de-hairing, he is
going lie down on the second level in the steam room, even though there
is no steam. He does so, and Matt and I kneel on the lower level so we
can shave him. I apply some shaving gel to Larry's genitals and work it
around so he is completely covered. Once again, I grasp his cockhead with
my thumb and forefinger, drawing the skin tight and draw the razor down
to his root. "You best be careful there, Dave, that's the only one I
have," Larry says. I almost start to laugh, but I control myself, I don't
want to accidentally cut him. His cock is getting hard, which makes it a
little easier to work with, since that draws the skin even tighter. I get
his cock shaved and then finish his ball sac. I move aside so Matt can
start on his thighs, I go for his chest. I lather his chest up real good,
and then start at the top of his shoulders and work my way down. His skin
is absolutely smooth, which makes it very easy to glide the razor over
without any nicks. I have just about finished his chest and rib cage, but
haven't done the area around his tits yet. As I start to shave around his
tits, they harden and stick up straight from his chest. I finish shaving
them, then I start to play with them with my tongue and fingers, while
sucking on the nearest one, I am stroking the other one and tweaking it
between my fingers. He is starting to moan, I think he may be getting
close to cumming, so I stop. I don't want that yet; besides, I haven't
finished shaving him. I get down to his navel, carefully shaving all
around it and inside of it, then down his abs to his pubic area. I don't
touch that just yet. Matt has finished Larry's legs on the front and
inside, what he didn't get when he was working on the backs. "Well,
Larry, time to rinse off again, then we can go out and look in the
mirrors and see if you like what you see," I tell him. Larry gets up and
turns on the shower and rinses off, all the time slowly moving his hands
over his body, over his chest, down to his abs, then down his thighs,
even the inside of his thighs. The look on his face tells me that he
likes this new feeling. We step out to the bathroom so he can view his
new look in the mirrors that surround the bathroom area. He turns and
turns, looking from every angle, posing like a bodybuilder, flexing his
muscles. "See what I mean about being able to see the muscle definition
with the hair missing?" I ask him. "You bet, I see a vast difference in
what I see now," he replies. Then, he stops and moves closer to the
mirrors. He turns and looks at me. I ask him what is wrong. "You shaved
my cock and balls, but you left all this," he says, pointing at his pubic
area. "Well, I wasn't sure if you wanted that to go or not, so I left it
for the time being, but if you want it done, no time like the present," I
tell him. "I didn't go this far to not go all the way," he says. I still
have the can of shaving gel and razor in my hand, and his pubic hair is
still wet, so I step toward him and give a quick shot of the gel right at
his pubes. Then, I work the gel into a lather until his pubic hair is
almost invisible in all the lather. I look up at him. "You're sure you
want me to do this?" I ask again. "Never more sure of anything before,"
he says. I slowly apply the razor to his pubes, drawing it across from
one side to the other, then down the valley of his thighs right down to
his ball sac. I rinse the razor off and do the other side, back and
forth, up and down, until he is completely nude, no hair anywhere on his
body. Of course, by the time I have finished shaving his pubic area, his
cock is up again. I run my hands over the newly shaven area to make sure
it is completely smooth, I don't want to feel any stubble there. It is
smooth. I stand back and look him over, no tan lines at all. I ask him
about that, he owns up to the fact that he sunbathes in the nude. I tell
him we also do it that way. I get a wash cloth, get it wet and slowly
wash his pubic area to get the last vestiges of gel and hair off his
body. Then, for the final touch, I apply spray his ball sac and cock with
some body spray. "Yowee, that stings," he says. "Yup, it's supposed to,"
I tell him. "What was that all about, anyway?" he asks. "Just to let you
feel how close we shaved you," I say. "You will get used to it after a
while, if you do it every time, you soon don't notice it." I look at Matt
and wink, then I stand up, motion Matt to head to the bed and lead Larry
out grasping his cock.

When we arrive at the bed, I tell Larry to lie down on his back. He does
so and then he looks up and sees himself in the mirrors on the ceiling.
"Wow, I look pretty good like this," he says. "Like what you see, huh,
Larry?" I ask him. He says he does. I get on the bed on one side of him,
Matt gets on the bed on the other side of him. We all lie there for a
little bit, looking at the image in the mirrors above us, three very
virile, sexy looking guys in various stages of arousal. I am the first to
move. I roll over on my side so I am facing Larry, propping myself up on
my elbow, and with my other hand start to lightly trace my fingers up and
down the inside of Larry's thigh. Meanwhile, Matt is letting his fingers
slowly trace across Larry's chest, playing with his nipples. I can see
and hear the reaction, Larry's nipples are hard, very erect, he is
breathing hard and I can see his organ start to fill with blood. I
purposely drag my fingers lightly across his scrotum, his cock jumps as
if it has a life of it's own. I am watching his cock, I can see the dark
veins pulsating as his cock fills with blood, getting harder and longer
every second I watch. I am still propped on one elbow, so I only have one
hand free, but I drop my free hand down between his thighs right beneath
his ball sac and push his legs apart. He responds by spreading his legs
apart for me. I start to finger his rosebud and his body jerks each time
I touch it. I decide to go a little further and insert my finger inside
him, finding his prostate and massaging it lightly. His cock jumps
wildly, and I am thinking that maybe he is about ready to cum, and I
don't want that yet, so I withdraw my finger. I lean over his chest and
start to suck on the nipple closest to me, it is still hard from Matt's
ministrations to it. As I suck his nipple into my mouth, I nibble on it,
causing him to groan in ecstasy. Matt is working on the other nipple as
well, and then, I reach across Larry's chest and start to play with his
ear. I didn't know that he was so sensitive in that area, because when I
started to play around inside his ear with my fingers, he just about went
wild. So, I stopped that, because he was bucking and kicking around so
hard, I thought we were all going to end up on the floor. I left his ear
and dropped my hand down on his abs, and then slowly, traced my fingers
over the well defined muscles, back and forth, slowly edging downward
until reaching his pubic area. His skin is so smooth and soft, since
shaving him, feels like a baby's bottom. I just feel him up all over,
trailing my fingers down to his root, then into the valley between his
pubes and thighs around to where his ass crack begins. Larry is moaning
and making animal sounds in his throat, good thing there are no
neighbors, he would have awakened them, if they were sleeping, and if
they were awake, they would be at the door asking what was going on. I
mean, he was loud.

I slowly let my fingers trace up the shaft of his huge tool, now
completely erect and fully engorged. His purple cockhead was a sight to
behold, filled with blood, the corona flared out and his cock twitching
each time his heart beat. I noticed a clear pearl drop of pre-cum on the
tip of his cock and I let my thumb down on it gently, slowly massaging it
around his cockhead. Then, I went to the bottom of his cock, grasped his
cock with my hand and slowly milked all the precum up to his cockhead. As
it started to leak out of hisslit, I used my hand to lubricate his cock
with it. By this time, I am on my knees. His balls are producing copious
amounts of pre-cum juices, enough that I am able to lube his whole cock
and have some left over, so I start to lube up my rose bud. I am going to
have this cock tonight. Yeah, I know, it's huge, I don't think I have
ever had anything that big inside me; not lengthwise, because he isn't as
long as Matt or I; but the diameter of his cock is something to behold.
Just in case, I reach to the night stand and get a tube of K-Y gel and
lube myself up, inside and out, and then I lube up Larry's cock some
more. I straddle his body at his hips and then Larry figures out what I
am up to. He brings his legs back together so that he has a little more
leverage to thrust into me, once I have taken his cock inside me. Slowly,
I lower myself onto his cock, grasping it with one hand and steering it
right to my rosebud. Once I get his cock there, I realize I am going to
need both hands to balance myself for the rest of this, so I ask Matt to
take over. Matt slips around behind me and takes Larry's cock in his hand
and keeps it aimed right at my love tunnel. Slowly, and painfully, I
lower myself onto his cock. I am gritting my teeth as I feel his cockhead
get past the gate to my tunnel and I stop to let my ass get used to the
size of this intruder, although a friendly intruder. Meanwhile, Matt is
having a little fun too, he starts to play with Larry's ball sac,
squeezing it in his free hand and rolling Larry's balls around. This
causes Larry to jump, and of course, as he does that, he sinks another
couple of inches up my ass. I yelp with the pain, ask him why he did that
and he tells me that some little degenerate is playing around with his
jewels. I look around at Matt and tell him to lay off, I am not planning
on having my ass ripped in two tonight. Well, by this time, I have gotten
used to the girth of Larry's cock, and remembering the physique of his
cock, know that from here on down, it gets more slender until it reaches
his pubes. So, since I have already taken the first two or three inches,
I continue to lower myself down on his cock until I can feel his pubes
against my ass. I hear Matt behind me as he whispers, "If I hadn't seen
it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it." I ask him what he means by
that. "You have taken his cock all the way, Dave, and I don't see any
blood. I was afraid you were going to tear yourself apart, as big around
as his cock is." "Glad to hear that, Matt," says Larry, "I wouldn't want
to cause any harm to either of you, I was a little worried when I saw
what David was up to. Guess there is more give to the flesh than we
thought, huh?" I put in my two cents worth at this time. "Did you ever
stop to think that maybe my ass muscles are so strong that I just
compressed your tool when it started it's way in?" "Well, I guess that's
a possibility, huh?" Larry says.

I sit there on Larry's cock, straddling his body on my knees. I lean back
and I can feel his cock pushing further inside me. His cock is pressing
against my prostate, every time I move, I can feel my prostate being
massaged. My cock is standing straight up, my balls are dragging on
Larry's abs between my legs. I can see a drop of pre-cum juice at the tip
of my cock. Larry follows my eyes and spots it also. He reaches for it
with his hand and deftly slips it onto his finger, which he then inserts
into his mouth. "That sure tastes good, Dave, hope your cum tastes as
good," and with that, he starts to play with my cock. I start to lift
myself up, impaled as I am on his cock, I am thinking of starting to get
some movement going so I can feel his cock going in and out of me. He
pushes me back down and tells me to stay put. "There will be time enough
for that later, my cock isn't going anywhere, and I am going to make love
to your cock right here and now." He wraps his hand around my cock right
at the base and slowly milks all the pre-cum juices to the top. As my
juices exit my cock, they are starting to run down the side of my
cockhead, but he is able to catch them all in the ring formed by his
thumb and fingers. Finally, he has milked my cock of all it's juices and
he starts to lube my cock with them. The sensation of his hand on my
cock, slowly going up and down, with my juices is almost too much. But I
can't go anywhere, I am still held in place with his huge pole up my
rear. He asks Matt for some of the K-Y, spreads a little bit on his hand
and continues to massage my cock. He brings me right to the brink of
ejaculation and then, just as my balls are tightening up against my body
and I am getting ready to shoot my load, he stops. He asks Matt to slip a
couple of pillows under his shoulders, which Matt does. This raises his
head up so that he can almost take my cock in his mouth. Then, he raises
his legs up so that I am able to lean back on his thighs. Then, since I
am now braced from behind, he asks me to slide forward a little bit.
Well, I try to do that, and I can feel his cock slipping out of my ass.
He says not to worry, it isn't going to slip out anytime soon. I believe
him, it is so big, I think it will take a pry bar to get it out. When I
slide forward enough for him to get my cock in his mouth, he brings his
legs up even further so that I can't slide back. He isn't able to take
all my cock in his mouth, but he can wrap his mouth around my cockhead,
which he does. Then, he starts to play with my cockhead with his tongue,
going around and around the corona of my cockhead, which is very
sensitive by now. He reachesbetween my legs and grasps my ball sac in
his hands and pulls it away from my body, which in this case, the only
direction it can go is toward his body. Now, he is both sucking my
cockhead and playing with my balls, and I am for all intentsand
purposes, trapped. Soon, the sensation on my cockhead reaches it's limits
and I tell Larry I am going to cum again. He says to go ahead and quickly
wraps his mouth around my cockhead, and that is all it takes. The warmth
of his mouth just takes me over the brink and I feel my sperm shooting
out of my cock. The rush of cum is just huge, I haven't shot a load that
big, ever. Larry takes it all in, he doesn't lose a drop of it. I am
breathing heavily, my chest is heaving with the release of my seed. I
find I am bracing myself on Larry's thighs and also with my hands on his
chest. As Larry continues to suck on my cockhead, which is quite
sensitive by now, I have to pull out of his mouth, it hurts to have him
touch me there.

I pull out of his mouth and then slide back onto his cock, once again
taking it up my love tunnel all the way. He was right, his cock wasn't
going anywhere, the shape of his cock acts like a lock, once it is
inside, it is very difficult to get it out, and his cock has not deflated
yet, so it is firmly planted inside my ass. I start to pump up and down
with my ass on his cock, slowly raising my body and then lowering it. His
cock is so big, it is going to take some time to get a smooth rhythm
going here. I get some K-Y and spread it in the palm of my hand, then I
lift up to expose as much of his cock as I can without pulling completely
off, and lube up his shaft. As I start to lower myself, I can feel the
difference. It is easier now, and I am used to the size, so it isnot so
painful. I lean forward a little bit, still bracing myself on Larry's
chest with my hands. I have one nipple in each hand. I start to tweak his
nipples while I am pumping up and down. Soon, Larry starts thrusting with
his pelvis, meeting my downward thrusts with his upward thrusts. We are
moving faster and faster and finally, Larry says he is going to cum. I
slam my ass down on his rod, taking it all the way, at the same time I
tell him to let me have everything he's got. He makes one powerful thrust
upwards at the same time, and I feel his warm juices flowing inside me. I
continue playing with his nipples and tracing my fingers lightly over his
chest and abs. I reach behind me and feel his cock, and I can feel that
he is all the way in, there is no more meat to be shoved up my ass. His
balls are hanging between his thighs, and then, I feel some liquid. He
has shot so much sperm that it is actually starting to leak out of my
love tunnel. I think that if I am going to get off his cock as painlessly
as I can, now is the time to do it. I slowly lift myself off his cock,
but as I get to the end of it, I can feel that baseball bat shaped head
trying to tear me open. Not sure what to do, I quickly jerk upward, no
sense in prolonging the pain, just get it done and over with. I quickly
disengage my ass from his cock, and his cock slaps up against his belly.
He is still dribbling sperm all over himself. "You have yourself quite a
load there, Larry," I say. I try to get off the bed, I feel I need to
inspect myself for damages. Boy, it hurts to walk. I don't think I will
be playing with Larry like that again, I will stick to Matt and his
longer, but narrower, tool. I go to the bathroom and do a quick self
exam, there is no blood, but it sure hurts like hell. Matt & Larry follow
me in. "You okay?" both ask at the same time. "Yeah, I guess so, I don't
see any blood, but I don't think I'll be walking for a couple of days."
and we all start laughing. At that point, Matt decides he doesn't want to
ride Larry's rod, which I fully agree with. We decide to call it a day
and turn in, all three of us sleeping in the same bed. Matt and I cuddle
with each other, Larry is left to his own devices. We are all very tired
and in no time, we are out like a light.

Next morning, we have breakfast and then discuss what is next on the
list. Matt and I want to go back to the mainland and take inventory of
things we are going to bring back with us. Then we want Larry to list the
property so the right buyers will be aware of it. Then, I ask Larry about
selling the penthouse, since he was a little hesitant about that when I
mentioned it to him earlier. I ask him what the problem is there. "Well,
David, you can't really sell the penthouse, since it is part of the
building that it is sitting on, and you own the building." "Come again!"
I reply. "You own this building, it is generating lots of income for you.
Your grandfather bought this whole block that we are sitting on today,
years ago, and built this building, the one next to it and the one behind
us. You, in effect, are the landlord of these properties." "Why didn't I
know about this before?" I ask him. "You never asked, and as one of the
trustees of your estate, we just felt that for the time being, as long as
you weren't getting inquisitive about your holdings, we would just let
the money keep coming in for you. We haven't done anything wrong, believe
me, just haven't told you the extent of your trust." "Well, when we get
back to the mainland, I am going to make it my business, I want to see
every piece of paper that concerns my trust and know what is going on
with all aspects of the trust funds. Will that present a problem?" "Not
at all," Larry responds, "the staff at the office is at your disposal."
"Thanks," I tell him. "I guess then we can keep this little love nest
here, unless it is being used, huh?" "Absolutely," he replies. "Well,
then, I suggest we get things rolling here, how soon can you be ready to
leave, and how long a stay should we prepare for. I think the inventory
of the house and hiring a truck will only take a couple of days at most.
I should make an appointment with my doctor while there, and then I will
pay a visit to your office and see if I can make sense of my trust funds.
So far, I have just known that the money was coming in, but not where
from or anything like that. Hope there is nothing illegal going on."
"Trust me, there isn't," Larry says, "your grandfather would come back
from the grave and kill me and the others if we were doing anything like
that. And, I can be ready in about a half hour or so, just have to get
dressed and re-pack my suitcase." I look at Matt and he says he can be
ready in about the same time, so we all head out of the kitchen and
proceed to prepare to take care of business, as it were.

I call the airport and make sure the crew has the jet fueled and ready to
leave as soon as we arrive. Then, we head for the airport, the car is
loaded and we board the jet. We have a long flight ahead of us, so we are
able to relax and go over all the details of what is before us. I tell
Matt to make a list of things at the house that he wants to bring back
and I will do the same. Of course, Matt has his new Jag at the top of the
list, I have my cars at the top also. There are pieces of furniture and
some artwork that have sentimental attachments for me, but other than
those few items, there isn't much else to take back. I tell Larry that it
looks like the house will be sold just about as is, completely furnished,
since we aren't taking a whole lot back with us. I ask him if he can
access my trust funds on line, or if he has them on his laptop. He says
he has everything on his laptop. I ask him if we can start looking at it
now, it might save a trip to the office and going through all kinds of
files. He gets his laptop out and brings up what I am looking for. I then
take the laptop over to the desk and sit down there with it and start to
look through everything I can find, reading each page thoroughly, asking
questions when I see something that I am not sure about. It takes me
almost the rest of the trip to go through everything he has on his
computer, but when I am done reading everything, I am satisfied with what
I have seen and read. "Larry, this is quite impressive, does everyone in
the office have access to this information?" I ask him. "No, just three
of us, hand selected by your grandfather, and, should something happen to
one of the three, he has selected who would succeed that person, whether
they leave the firm or some other incident occur. Your grandfather
thought of just about every possibility." "I'm beginning to see that," I
reply. "He didn't leave a whole lot to chance." Just then, the captain
announces that we are about one hour from landing. His announcement comes
as a surprise, we have been so engrossed in what we were doing, we didn't
really watch the clock. Matt has been sleeping on one of the small sofas,
so the captains voice woke him up with a jolt. "We are almostback home,
Matt,"I say,"lets go to the back for a little bit." I shut the computer
down and thank Larry for letting mesee everything and then I head for
the bedroom, Matt follows. When weclose the door behind us, I look at
Matt and then slowly start to undress him. He follows suit, removing each
piece of clothing in order as I remove the same from him. Soon, we are
naked and we head for the bed. "We have about 45 minutes before weland,
and it's been a long time since we have been alone." "I know," he
replies. We both lay down and hold each other in our arms, caressing each
other and letting our hands slowly and lightly explore each others
bodies. Our hands slip down to each others cocks at the same time, both
of us are rock hard.Matt is lying on hisback, I get between his legs
and raise his legs over my shoulders, then I lean down and our lips meet
in a kiss. My organ is at the gate to his love tunnel. I push and I am
inside. "Oh, that feels so good,"he says. "Yeah, it sure does," I reply.
I slip both hands beneath his head, holding him there, I am kissing his
face, at the same time, pushing my love muscledeeper inside him.I feel
my cock is all the way in and I start to slow fuck him,all the while
holding his head and kissing his face. "David, fuck me hard,"he says,"I
want to feel your hard cock ramming all the way into me." Iraise my body
up so that I am now on my hands andknees, my cock buried deep inside his
love tunnel. Ispeed up my thrusts, pushing my tool inside him as fast
and as hard and as deep as I can. Soon, I can feel my love
juicesbuilding up torelease. "Matt, I'm cumming." I ram my cock all the
way inside him, and I can feel the sperm spraying his insides. "I feel
you Dave, I feel you." Matt's tool is still fully engorged, I grasp it in
my hand and start to jack himoff. In just a few seconds, heis shooting
his seedstraight up, I catch as much as I can in my mouth, what I miss
falls back on his chest and abs. "That was so good Matt, how was it for
you?" I ask him. "It was great." I pullout of his love tunnel and then
lean down to clean his chest and abs with my tongue. "Well luv, we better
get cleaned up and ready forlanding," I tell him, and I head for the
bathroom. No shower this time, don't have time.AsMatt enters the
bathroom, I am drawing a sink of hot water. I get a clean washcloth and
throw it in the sink, then I use it to wash Matt's chest and abs off. The
water is really hot, in fact, it's steaming. I rinse the wash cloth out,
then while it is still hot, wrap it around Matt's cock and balls. His
cockstarts to grow again, but we don't have time, so I let go. I wash my
cock off and clean up, then we go back out to the bedroom and pick our
clothes up off the floor where we dropped them and get dressed. We get
back out to the main area of the jet just as thecaptain announces that
we should fasten our seat belts. I look at Matt and grin, he looks back
and says "Pretty good timing, huh?" I nod my head in agreement. "I wonder
what you two have beenup to," Larry says. "Matt replies, "Oh, about 12
inches." and all three of us laugh.

We land and taxi to the private terminal. The car is unloaded for us. I
tell the crew that we will be back in a couple of days, but I will be in
touch with them, in case we have a change in plans. They can go home and
visit their family while we are here. I ask Larry if we can give him a
ride to the office, which he accepts. We get in the car and head out.
After dropping Larry off, Matt and I drive back to the estate. As we head
up the drive, I look around, taking it all in, this is the last time I
will be seeing this place. It has been in the family for many years,
Grandpa built it for Grandma, my father grew up here, both my parents
lived here after they were married, and I grew up here. It is going to be
hard to say goodbye to this, but I have my life to live, and I have
chosen to live elsewhere. I park the car and we enter the house. There is
no staff around, I had given them time off while we were in Hawaii, and
they didn't know we were coming back today. Both of us head for the
kitchen to see what is in the refrigerator. Not much, but enough to make
a sandwich for each of us. Then, we take our lists and head for different
areas of the house, checking to make sure that what we really want to
take back with us is on our lists. We end up in our bedroom. "What about
the bed?" Matt asks. "No, we can get another water bed back in Hawaii," I
tell him. "Well, it was just a thought." he replies. "Does it mean that
much to you?" I ask him. "Well, that was the first place we made love
after we started seeing each other," he says. "Okay, then it will come
with us, but we have to drain it before it can be moved back with us."
That settled, we head downstairs and outside. It is a beautiful day, not
a cloud in the sky and it is in the mid 90's. We head for the pool,
shedding our clothing as we do. When we get there, we dive in and come up
fast. The water isn't quite as warm as we expected, the heat must be
turned off. I get out of the pool and go to the pool house to check. Yup,
the heat has been turned off while we were gone. I guess the staff turned
it off to save electricity. By the time I get back, Matt is stretched out
on a lounge chair, basking in the sun, his piece of meat draped across
his thigh. I pull up a lounge chairnext to him and stretch out in the
sun also. I close my eyes and then I feel a hand stroking my thigh. I
look over at Matt, he is looking at me and letting his fingers do the
walking for him. I reach over and grasp his tool in my hand, it is
already starting to get hard. "I want to make love to you, Dave," he
says. "I'm up for that," I tell him. We both get up, I take the pads off
the lounge chairs and lay them on the pool deck and then lie down on my
back. Matt gets on his knees between my legs, I lift my legs up over my
body, giving him instant access to my love tunnel. He leans over me,
forcing my legs back even further. He rubs my rosebud with his thumb,
then aims his cock at it and presses in. I try to relax, but in this
position, it's not easy. Then, I feel his cock slip into me. "Go for it
Matt, go for it. Let me feel you hard and fast." He responds quickly,
pulling all the way back until just his cockhead is inside me, then
ramming back down on top of me. Soon, my ass juices have his cock lubed
up real good and he is just slamming me as hard as he can. I can't return
his thrusts in my position, but I can tighten my muscles to create more
friction for him. We make quite a picture here, I guess, both of us naked
by the pool, me getting my ass reamed out. Good thing we have all this
privacy. Matt is picking up speed, his thrusts are getting harder, I can
hear his balls slapping against my ass. "Aaaurrgh, I'm coming." With one
final thrust, Matt slams down on top of me, his cock is buried as deep as
it can go. I can feel his cock throbbing as he shoots his sperm inside my
bowels. I lower my legs a bit, now he can lower himself to the point
where he can brace himself with his hands. I pull his face down to mine
and start to kiss him, letting my legs slide down his body to the pads,
and he lies down on top of me. As he relaxes on top of me, his cock
slides out of my love tunnel. "That was so good, Matt, so good," and I
continue kissing him. Soon, he slides his body off mine and we just lay
there in the sun. stroking each other's skin with our hands. My hand
finds it's way to Matt's cock and I start to stroke up and down his
shaft. I can feel his cock getting stiff again, so I then move my fingers
up to his glans and start to stroke just his cockhead and corona. I know
he has just cum, so I am just stroking very softly around his corona. I
feel his cock start to twitch and I know what is going to happen next.
Matt starts to breath heavily, and I notice his chest and ab muscles
tighten up, his breathing is getting shallow. Then, it happens, he starts
to slowly leak his love juices out of his cock head. Having just had a
huge orgasm, he doesn't have the power behind this one, so his juices are
just leaking out and running down his shaft. I don't stop stroking him, I
want him to continue. Soon, his cock is covered with his juices, and they
are running down into his pubes and onto his balls. I wrap my hand around
his cock and slowly slide up and down his cock, masturbating him even
more. I get up and kneel next to him and take his cock into my mouth. I
go down on him as deep as I can, savoring every drop of his cum. He is
still leaking out, ever so slowly. I let go with my mouth and dive to his
pubes, licking his cum off his smooth pubes, then I clean off his balls.
When I finish with his balls, I notice that he is still pumping out the
love juice, so I go back to his cock and take it down my throat, I am not
going to lose a drop of his sweet juice. As the flow of juice starts to
slow down, I insert my finger in his love canal and start to massage his
love button. This produces a little more, but not much. Finally, Matt
tells me that he is dry, there isn't any more to be had. I lay back down
beside him and he lifts his bodyover mine. I wrap my arms around him and
pull him down on top of me. We are lying there, in the warm sun, face to
face, chest to chest, cock to cock. I love this man so much. Matt takes
my face in his hands and kisses me deeply, to which I respond in like
manner, holding his head between my hands. We know that this is the last
time we will be doing anything like this here, but we also know we have a
whole future ahead of us when we fly back to Hawaii, our new home.

Finally, I tell Matt that we have to call a moving company to come and
pick up everything that we are going to take back with us, so we go
inside and I call around and find a company with a large enough vehicle
to haul everything except the cars out to the airport. We will be driving
the cars out, naturally, but since there are three of them, will have to
make two trips. The cars will be the last items leaving this property, so
we have to have the moving company out here first. They will be sending
their truck out tomorrow morning, so we still have the rest of the day to
do whatever. I call Larry and make sure that everything is in order to
put this house on the market, then call my doctor to have one last exam
before we leave for our new home. He can see me tomorrow afternoon, his
last appointment of the day, as usual. After making sure that everything
is taken care of for the next day, we go out for dinner and then go visit
Matt's family. Of course, they are a little upset that we are moving so
far away, but I assure them that I will make sure that Matt comes back
and visits them regularly, and also tell them that as soon as we get
settled in, we will have them over to see our home, and they can stay as
long as they wish.

The next morning the moving company is right on time, just when they said
they would be. I like that. We point out to them what has to be loaded
and they begin packing the truck. I am watching them and they are good at
what they are doing, they handle everything with care, making sure that
there is plenty of padding between items as they are loaded on the truck.
When they are finally done, the foreman asks me where it all is going and
I tell him where the jet is located at the airport. He looks a little
confused, so I tell him that we are moving to Hawaii, this house is up
for sale, and these are the items we are taking with us. No comment, not
sure what to make of that, but it doesn't concern me. By the time all of
this is done, it is time for my doctors appointment. Iask Matt to drive
his car to the airport, and I will come by after my appointment and then
we will go back to the house and get the third car. I then go to my
doctors office.

I have the last appointment of the day, so I am expecting a wait, but
when I get to his office, his nurse says that hewill be with me in a
couple minutes, so she escorts me to the small waiting room and says she
will let him know that I am here. She closes the door behind her as she
leaves. It is just seconds before the doctor comes in. "David, so good to
see you," he says as we shake hands. "How have you been?" I tell him fine
and explain why I am here, that we are moving to Hawaii and I thought
Iwouldhave one last examination before we leave. I ask him ifhe can
recommend any doctors in Hawaii, but he doesn't have any references.
"Well, then, lets get on with the exam," he says. He asks me to take off
my shirt, which I do. He listens to my heart from front and back, asks me
to lie down and thumps my chest, then does some thumping on my belly and
abs. "Nice muscle tone here." he says. "Thanks," I say, "I try to keep in
shape." "Well, it looks like you are doing something right," he replies.
"Please remove your shoes and then your trousers," he instructs me. I
slip my shoes off and drop my trousers, all I am wearing now is my socks.
"Ooohh, I like this," he says as he grasps my tool in his hand. I feel my
cock starting to engorge withthe warmth of his hand holding it. "Still
getting it up, I see," he says. "Looks nice. Mind if I take a closer
inspection?" "Go right ahead, you're the doctor," I tell him. He tells me
to lay back on the exam table, which I do. Then, he starts feeling around
my pubes, rolling my balls around in his hands. By this time, my cock is
at full attention and there is a pearl drop of pre-cum juice at the tip.
He gently licks it off, then slowly starts togo down on me. He pulls
back up. "Do you realize how long it's been since I have been able to
examine you like this?" he says. "Yeah, about a year," I reply."Well,
then, I guess we have to do a full exam this time," he says, and with
that, he inserts one of his fingers inside my love tunnel. I raise my
legs up, I know what is coming. He pulls me forward on the table and
drops his trousers to the floor. He steps out of them, kicking his shoes
off as he does so, then he takes his shirt off. He is sporting a stiff
one and he is already starting to leak pre-cum juice. He lowers the table
with the foot pedal until his cock is in line with my ass. He pulls me
closer to him, so that my ass cheeks are just over the edge of the table.
Then, he slowly pushes his cock inside my ass, I feel him pass through
the gate to my love tunnel, his cockhead is right on my love button. He
slowly pushes inside, grasping my cock and balls in both hands. Finally,
he is all the way in. "Hey, doc, that feels good. Now finish the exam," I
tell him. He starts to pull out slowly until just his cockhead is inside,
then back in. I am grasping the sides of the table to keep from sliding
away from him, and each thrust is bringing me closer to orgasm, as it is
doing to him also. Then, just as he is getting some speed up, and things
are moving smoothly, there is a knock on the door. It is his nurse, she
tells him that someone is on the phone and wishes to speak to him. Of
course, when we heard the knock, we went silent and waited for her to
deliver her message. "Well, David, looks like we aren't going to be able
to finish this up." "How about a couple more good thrusts, I think that
will do it," I tell him. "Okay, let's try," and he pulls out all the way
and then thrusts his cock into me all the way in one move. Two more times
like that and I can feel his spunk shooting inside me, and my cock is
shooting it's load all over my chest and abs. He pulls out almost
immediately and walks over to the sink, holding his cock in his hands. He
turns on the water, and drapes his tool over the edge of the sink and
takes a sterile pad out of the container and cleans himself off. Then he
dries his cock and hands and gets dressed. "I will take care of this call
and be right back," he says, so don't do anything." I nod and watch him
leave. I lay back on the table and wait. Soon, I hear the door open and
he is back in. He locks the door again, then says that nobody will be
bothering us anymore, the nurse has gone and the phone has been set to
send all calls to the answering service. As he is talking and approaching
the table, he is undressing again. By the time he reaches the table, he
is naked. He reaches his hands to my abs and starts to rub my cum into my
skin, massaging my abs and chest and then trailing down to my pubes.
Then, he grasps my cock in his hands and proceeds to deep throat me. "I
don't think there is anything left, doc," I tell him. "I think there is,"
he says, and continues to suck my cock down his throat. Soon, his nose is
buried in my pubes, I can feel the muscles of his throat working my
cockhead over as he is sucking and swallowing. I feel a hand drop down
between my legs, so I spread them. He cradles my balls in his hand for a
bit, rolling them around, then his hand drops down to my ass and I feel
fingers entering my love tunnel. They land on my love button, and he
starts to massage my prostate. In just a short time, I feel my balls
pulling up tight against my body and I can feel a load of cum getting
ready to be ejected. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming," is all I have time to
say, and then I am shooting a fresh load of sperm down the good doctors
throat. He continues massaging my prostate until I am completely spent.
"See, I knew you had some more in there, the doctor is always right," he
says. He has swallowed every last drop of my load. He milks my cock dry
with his hands, but there isn't much there, but what little he milks out,
he quickly laps up. "Nice balls, Dave, they do produce a lot of cream,"
he says. "Well, from this exam, I would say you are in tip top shape, no
need to see you again for another year. That okay with you?" I tell him
it is and thank him for such a thorough exam, and tell him that I will be
back in a year for another exam. We get dressed and leave the office
together, I get in my car and drive to the airport to pick up Matt.

As we are driving back to the house to get the third car, Matt asks how
my physical went, I tell him, "The usual, you know, thumping and ball
knocking and some probing." He laughs, he knows the procedure, because he
has seen the same doctor. "I should have made an appointment for myself
today, we could have gone in together," he says. "Well, we didn't think
of it, so maybe next time, okay?" He agrees and we watch the scenery as
we are making what will be our last drive down to the house. We drive
through the gate and down to the back of the house where the garage is. I
open the garage and Matt gets out and gets the other car. As he backs
out, the garage door is going down for the last time for us. We look
around the back yard, then slowly drive down the long front drive and out
the gate. We will not be back this way again. We drive to the airport,
get the cars loaded and I tell the captain to get ready to leave. Matt
and I board the plane alone, Larry is going to be taking care of
eveything back here, as far as the sale of the house goes, and will be in
touch with us by phone, e-mail or fax. As the doors are being closed, I
sit down in one of the lounge chairs and put my feet up on the coffee
table. The engines start and in just a few minutes, we are on our way.
This is it, this is about as final as it is going to get, we are starting
our new life together, in a place we both want to be with no shadows of
the past.

I am going to fast forward here a little bit. Thanksgiving comes and
wefly Matt's familyover for the holidays. Oh yes, we did have them over
for a week or so shortly after we got moved in, but that was not really
noteworthy, but we did enjoy the visit with them. They were duly
impressed with the ocean views we had from our home and the sound of the
surf crashing on the beach at night really makes for nice sleeping. For
the Christmas holidays, we decide to go visit Matt's family, after asking
them if is okay, of course. We will take one of the cars with us, and of
course, Matt wants to take his Jag along with us, so that means we will
have two cars on this trip.A few days before we leave, I am sunbathing
"au naturel" downon our private beach. Matt comes down with some papers
in his hand. "I have a Christmas/Birthday gift combination that I want
to give you while we are alone," he says, and hands me a large, official
looking envelope. I notice that it has the seal of the Hawaii court
system on it. I look at him, wondering what is up, I am a little nervous.
We have been together now for almost three years, is he going to split
and ask for half my money? "Please, Dave, open it up now." I open it up
and a couple pieces of paper fall out. I read them and then I read them
again, and I start to cry. "What's wrong, Dave, did I do something
wrong?" "No, Matt, you didn't, you have just made me so happy, I have to
cry." (As you all might remember from earlier writings, Matt's name was
just Matt when he was working, his real name was Henry, or Hank, neither
of which I liked. He looked like a "Matt" to me from the very start, his
looks matched his name tag that he wore at the health club all the time.)
The papers he gave me for Christmas/Birthday was from the courts and the
social security system. He had officially changed his first name to
Matthew, and then he changed his middle name to my first name, and then
changed his last name to my last name. "Matt, I don't know what to say,
are you sure this is what you want to do?" I ask. "I'm sure, I thought it
over for a long time, I even called my family about it, and got their
blessing to go ahead with it, if I felt that was what I wanted, and I do
want this." I get to my feet and wrap my arms around this big guy who I
love so much, and who loves me enough to change his name for me. I kiss
him deeply, pulling his body into mine. Then, I reach down and drop his
shorts, yup, no underwear. I take the papers that he has given me, slip
them back into the envelope and place them on top of a rock and then put
another rock on top of them so they don't blow away. "Remind me that we
have to pick these up when we go back up to the house," I tell him. Then,
we head out into the water. We can walk out quite a ways, almost a
quarter of a mile before the water gets over our chests. But, we aren't
going out to deep water, we are going out to our rock in the bay for some
serious sunbathing and whatever else rises to the occasion. The tide is
starting to come in, so we have to get onto our rock quickly, between
waves crashing against it. We settle down on the rock, sitting, facing
the ocean. Our arms are wrapped around each other as we make plans for
going back to his home for Christmas. I let my hand drop from his
shoulder to his lap and I wrap my hand around his manhood. I feel it
start to grow almost immediately. Matt slowly lets his hand wander across
my thigh and then grasps my tool in his hand, and we start to massage
each other's cocks. The waves are coming in harder as thehigh tide is
progressing. "I don't think we have ever been out here with the waves
crashing over the rock, have we?" I say. "Not that I can remember," says
Matt. "So, let's make love with the waves crashing around us," I say, and
I move over a little and slowly, push Matt down on his back. I then roll
over so that I am laying on top of him. Yes, this is a bit hard, the rock
is hard, no give at all, but we both are quite muscular, so I think we
can handle this. Matt raises his legs up and I slip my cock inside his
love tunnel. I start to push my cock inside him when a large wave hits
our rock and breaks over us. We are drenched with sea water, Matt starts
to laugh and I follow suit. I then push my cock all the way inside him
and just hold it there, waiting for the next wave to hit us. It does, and
Matt is laughing again, and as he laughs, I can feel my cock being pushed
back out, so I have to hold onto his shoulders and pull myself back up in
order to keep my cock inside him. Matt wraps his arms around my neck and
pulls me down toward him, at the same time, he wraps his legs around my
waist and pulls me down to him at that location also. We are locked
together now. It is a great sensation to feel my cock inside his ass,
being washed with sea water as I thrust in and out. I ask Matt if the sea
water is making him sore, he says no, so I continue. Soon, I feel my load
coming to the surface, and I tell Matt I am going to cum. He is ready and
clamps down on my muscle with his ass, holding me inside as I expel my
seed inside his tunnel. After I am done, and my cock has relaxed enough
to pull out, Matt says he wants to do me, so we change places, except
Matt wants to do it "doggie" style. So, I am on my hands and knees while
he is on his knees, holding onto me for support. His arms are wrapped
around my waist so he can maintain control, and then he pushes into my
love tunnel. It has been a long time since we have done it this way, but
it feels good. Soon, Matt lets loose of me and raises his torso straight
up and rams his cock all the way in, yelling as he does so and then I
feel the warmth of his seed inside me. He reaches around me and finds
that my tool is up again, and proceeds to jack me off for the second
time. I can feel my balls rolling in my ball sac and then, there it is, I
am shooting another load all over our rock. Matt slowly pulls out of my
ass and I can hear a gentle "plop" as he does so. I turn around and take
his cock in my hands and proceed to masturbate him, using his cum juices
and some spit and in no time at all, he is spraying another load of his
seed all over my chest. We fool around a little while more,enjoying each
other's bodies and reveling in our masculinity. By this time, the tide is
in and so we dive from our rock into the ocean and swim back to our
beach. We pick up our belongings and the papers and go back up to the
house. As we head up the stairs built into the side of the cliff, I tell
Matt "We have to take some mats out to the rock with us next time, that
is a little hard on the back and knees without any padding." "Sure
is,"he says,"but at least this time, it was worth it, I thought."I
agree with him, it was fun, different and well worth the effort. We will
be heading back to the mainland to spend Christmas with Matt's family in
just a couple of days, meanwhile, we have to do some Christmas shopping.

We get to the top of the stairs and head for the bedroom. Our bedroom
overlooks our private beach, and it is accessible from outside, so we
don't have to go through the whole house to get to it. There are other
rooms that overlook the private beach also, so it's not the only one. We
quickly take a shower to get rid of the salt water and to rinse our hair
from being soaked with salt water, then we get dressed. "Well, Matt,
since you have already given me my birthday/Christmas gift, I guess it
would be appropriate to give you your Christmas gift now, or would you
rather wait." "That's up to you, Dave, whatever you want to do." I go to
my desk and pull out a large envelope and hand it to him. "What's this?"
he asks. "Open it and find out," I reply. He unties the string holding it
shut and reaches inside. He pulls out a handful of paper and starts to
look at them. As he starts to read, he looks at me with a questioning
look on his face, I tell him to keep on reading. Finally, he stands up
and says that he isn't sure he understands all the legal talk, he wants
me to give it to him in plain English. I tell him that what I have done
is set up a trust fund for him, except that now, it has to be done all
over because of his name change. "A trust fund, what for?" he asks.
"Because I love you, and if anything happens to me, I want you to be
taken care of." Well, he goes back to the papers and continues reading
and then he says "Wow, twenty-five million?" I tell him yes, but he
doesn't gain control of it for a while yet, I have set it up so that he
comes into complete control at age 30, justwhat my grandfather did with
me. I tell him that as long as we stay together, the trust fund will be
his to do with whatever he wants to. I also let him know that until then,
our family's lawyers will be handling the trust fund, just as they have
done for me and are still doing. "I don't know how to thank you Dave, I
didn't expect anything like this, ever." "You can thank me when we come
back from dinner," I tell him.

We do go to visit Matt's family for the Christmas holidays and have a
great time there. They are quite comfortable with our relationship and
the fact that I have assured them that I will take care of Matt, no
matter what. While visiting their home, Matt lets it slip about the trust
fund, and they are just stunned. I tell them it's not much, but that it
should keep him afloat for a while, and we all laugh over it. It's not
that I can't afford it, I can, but I don't want to spoil him.

We are enjoying our little private piece of paradise here on the big
island. We have met some of the neighbors, no problems with any of them.
We invited a few over for a luau one evening so we could get to know each
other, and it went off without a hitch. Most of them are very open minded
and I didn't hear any comments from anyone about our relationship. So, I
feel we have been accepted into the community here. It takes a lot of
money to live in this community, but I have it, and that is all they care
about, I guess. Matt and I prefer to go into town and socialize with the
locals, or sometimes we fly back to Honolulu and hang out there for a few
days. Since we don't have a yard with the penthouse, we have to make do
with a grill on the balcony, but that's okay too.

As of now, Matt and I have been together for almost six years, and we
still love each other, neither of us has any intention of leaving this
relationship, although there have been chances for both of us. But, we
are wearing each others rings, and that is what keeps us going, we are
committed to each other and there is no bed-hopping going on, except in
our own bedroom. We work out every day to keep in shape, and we enjoy
nude sunbathing and swimming nude. It's a veryhealthy lifestyle, I
believe. Larry comes over once in a while, whenever we need his services,
and we enjoy our times together. He has let his body hair grow back, but
we still have good sex with each other.

So, with this, I am going to wrap up this series of writings, the rest of
our lives are going to be spent in privacy, with each other. Our love is
true, and the sex is great, and we are going to keep it that way.

                                    The End.