Date: Mon, 24 Oct 2005 21:58:29 -0700 (PDT)
From: Scott Langford <scotty_langford@yahoo.com>
Subject: home from state university - 7

Who can it be now?  Who can it be knocking at my
door?...

Brad knocked on Noel's cabin door, not knowing what to
expect.  He knew he was his work buddy's for a
calendar shoot.  But it was above the waist anyways.
How bad could it be?

Noel answered the door, with his shirt opened wide to
show his hairy chest.  Then invited Brad in.  Brad
knew he was clean as a whistle, and as he walked
across the floor Noel let out a cat call whistle.
"Nice to have you on the catwalk Brad!  You work the
runway the right way with the way you sachet".    "I
don't sachet, I march to the beat of my own drum,
thanks."

Noel closed the door and examined his prey.  His lips
got moist, looking at studly Brad, he felt his dick
rise in his pants thinking stud is mine for this, how
yummy.  Brad took a seat on the couch and spread his
thick arms out to each side of him on the back of the
couch spread eagle style.

"So Noel, I hope you didn't spend all your beer money
on buying me for this."

"Nah, I still have a stash, how about a cold one
before we start?"

"Sounds great!  It'll take the nerves out of my
swagger or sachet as you like to call it."

Noel grinned and went to fetch the beers from the
fridge.  Throwing one to seated Brad, who caught it.
Noel then went and jumped over the back of the couch
to sit right next to Brad.  Brad was just in shorts
and a t-shirt his hot body just shining underneath
like a new penny.  Fit as a fiddle, one Noel was
thinking he'd like to play.

Breaking the ice, Noel "So nervous?"  Brad just shook
his head no, as he gulped half the can down, like it
was gatorade after a work out.  Holding his can up to
Brad's, Noel said "here's to making you the hottest
month man of the year!".  Metal cans clinked, Brad
finishing his off as did Noel.

Noel then laid out what he had in mind for the photos,
Brad in just boxers on a fur rug in front of the cabin
fireplace.  At the same time he went and retrieved two
more beers from the fridge.  Brad just set back
gulping more confidence booster juice as he stroked
his goatee.   He thought to himself that sounds more
like a Mr December than a Mr March, but whatever it
sounded good.

After it was all mapped out, Noel went into the
bedroom to grab a pair of sky blue boxers and threw
them to Brad.  "Here put these on."  Brad slipped off
his t-shirt, and dropped his shorts, and started to
climb into the boxers.  "Uh, nope, wrong choice dude,
jock strap off also."  Brad dropped the jock, all the
while Noel just enjoying the strip tease show camera
in hand beer in the other.  He thought this is better
than any strip bar any day.  Brad's nice cock on full
display with an audience.  It got covered up, and Brad
rolled on the floor finishing off his beer.  Lying on
the rug, "Ready!".  Noel just loved this, and moved
around the room shooting the scene on the camera.
Desiring what was the target of the photos, he felt
his emotions running close to the surface.  Wow, what
a total stud look at that torso, those pecs, those
huge biceps, the manly face hair and loving eyes
looking up at the camera.

Brad wriggled around on the fur carpet, and felt it's
smoothness, and it started his Willy to grow in the
boxers.  Kind of tingly the fur rubbing over his body.
 Soon the head started to peek through the open fly.
Noel just snapped away, going more, more, give me that
sexy smile!  That's it.  Roll around some more!  Brad
started to overheat from the fire at his back, and
sweat started to roll from under his pits a bit.
Finally Brad just went limp on his back and folded his
arms under his head.  Noel got directly over his torso
a leg on each side as he took the last of the roll.

"Great man!  You look hot enough to eat.  The camera
session is over."

"I feel like a hot dog on a stick at the campfire."
The heat in the cabin from the fire, plus his
emotions.

Noel was above Brad's torso gleaming in sweat, set the
camera down, and then proceeded to sit right down on
Brad's abs.  "So we did it?" Brad asked, -yeah the
photo shoot, but not "it" Noel said.  At this point
Noel set the camera on the floor.  He leaned forward
and started to lick the sweat off Brad's pecs.  Brad
just lay there for a minute taking in the pec work
being done.  He just groaned in satisfaction.
Thinking damn he's good, what a mouth, man that feels
tingly.  Noel's tongue went up and down the pecs,
sucking on the nips, then leaning over, giving a
tongue bath to the arm pits.  Brad was helpless, he
felt his hard cock pulsating, rubbing over the ass of
the clothed ass sitting on him.

Noel started down the torso.  Taking off his shirt as
he did so.  Licking the perfect 6-pack and then the
belly button.  Brad thought this is excellent, it
feels electric.  He just moaned as Noel, undid his
pants and slipped them off, never leaving contact with
the torso as doing so.   The dick was on Noel's chin
as he slithered back and took it in his hot mouth.
Brad twitched and groaned again, his eyes closed
tightly, and his arms still under his head.  He was
getting a first class blow-job, and didn't want it to
end.  Swirl, lick, suck and it was all a blur of
feeling so alive.

Noel, stopped for a minute taking his mouth off the
long rod, and looked up "feeling good buddy?"  All
Brad could do is nod his head, and go "UH".  Next it
was time to loose the boxers, and they went off.  It
was at this point, Brad got his beefy calves and
thighs pushed to his chest, as he felt the tongue
going South.  His hole was now being rimmed.  He
clasped his legs closer to his chest as his head
swirled into the atmosphere.  The tongue went North
and got his balls as a finger ringed his hole.  Then
the mouth on the rod, as his ass was being finger
fucked.

"I can't take it any longer!"  Brad came in the hot
mouth.  Shooting loads.  Feeling his ass being played.
 It shook his beefy body so much he almost trembled.
His head twisting from side to side letting out a very
load groan.

Noel, sat up again on the torso, with cum dripping
down his cheeks.  He had the Cheshire cat smile on his
face.  He couldn't help himself, and leaned down to
take a major kiss, sucking face with Brad.  The cum
mixed in the goatee, as they made out.   The fire in
the fireplace just crackled in the back ground as
these two just enjoyed the warmth of each other.

Brad's hand wrapped around Noel's hard schlong had
Noel moaning now.  The make out session was getting to
him.  He was leaking pre-cum like a drippy faucet.  It
was then Brad made a decision to finish him off.  He
removed his hand, and gently worked his way down
Noel's hairy torso.  Paying close attention to the
nips.   The hairy pecs were such a turn on, so manly
and still felt silky as his tongue licked them up.
Noel rolled over on his back as Brad continued down.
Now taking that still hard rod in his palm, licking it
up and down.  He closed his eyes as he did so, just
taking in the taste and the manly scent.

He put his mouth on it, and rolled it around his lips.
 Started a nice medium suck.  His other hand went to
play with the full set of balls.   "Oh feels so good
man, don't ever stop!"  Brad was getting his taste of
pre-cum.  He reached a hand up and started tweaking
the nubs on the full pecs.   "Oh, dude, I ain't gonna
last" Brad went full face down on the hot rod, and
Noel just groaned "Uh!".  His nuts tightened and he
felt that slizering feeling coming from deep down to
the surface.  His cum was rushing out towards the end,
his penis felt electric, as it spasmed it's torrents
into Brad's mouth.  He felt the warm liquid invade,
and enjoyed the taste.  Thinking um, tasty.

Brad pulled off, and just lay his head on Noel's
thigh.  Both drifted off to sleep in front of the fire
burning in the background.

*****************************

Back at the station house, it was a lazy afternoon.
Randy and I playing cards.   He looked up at the
clock, "cool just a half hour till we're done for a
few days."  Randy had a very smirky smile at that
time, which I couldn't quite understand.  At that
point I felt some strong hands come onto my shoulders,
and then felt my eyes covered, and warm breath next to
one of my ears "guess who?"

"Uh, Santa Claus?"  no, but you could sit on my lap.
A breath of hot air in my ear.   "uh Dracula?"
interesting, cause I'll like to bite you but no.
"Clark Kent, oh I knew you would save me" oh you wish!
 Tom Welling is busy but I'm not!

Hands off my face I turned around to see deputy Jeff
in uniform.  His blue eyes glistened.  I was thinking
I could get lost in them anyday.

"Dude what are you doing here?"

"I just came around to find out what you slackers are
up to.  Fellow mates saving the community from peril."

"Well, we are off in about 30 minutes, how about you?"

"I have a few more hrs on the clock than that.  But
how about you two come around to my place after, for
dinner?  Tracey is gone for a bit over at her sister's
house, could use the company.  Thought about grilling
out some steaks and beer, and playing pool.  Since you
boys love to play games already I see."

Randy said "I've got no plans, sure."

I just nodded my head in agreement.  Thinking "Help me
Obi-wan Knobi, you're my only hope!"

************************************

Randy and I showed up, both of us in just shorts and
wife-beaters and flip-flops.  We went into the back
yard, where tiki torches were lighting up the area.
Jeff was sprawled back in a lawn chair, beer in one
hand, shirtless.  He had on board shorts, and his cock
was outlined nicely in them laying down his leg.
Looking so yummy.  I didn't know if Randy shared this
sentiment, but I didn't care.  Nice eye candy to feast
on.

We went up and met Jeff, gave knuckle fist greetings.
He asked how we wanted our steaks cooked, and told us
to find refreshments in the fridge, help ourselves.
Randy was obtaining our beers and looking for the
bottle opener, "So, you said he's a wild card, how is
that exactly?".  I said "Jeff is his own person,
you'll see, he needs no introduction."  Randy just
gave a shoulder shrug, like hm, ok.

We ate dinner at the dinning table, as we did I felt
Jeff's barefoot, first playing footsie and then begin
to climb up toward my shorts.  All the while normal
conversation at the table continued.  Jeff's deep blue
eyes looking at me at times.  It was turning me on.  I
felt Charley growing and expanding, as Jeff's foot got
to my balls.  Randy was actively involved in
conversation asking about the police force in the
town.  I couldn't help but to notice Jeffs nice pecs
and clear skin, still shirtless, nips looking so
inviting.  Brown tits with the right size, looking to
be what sucked?  What a show off, but I guess if
you've got it, flaunt it.

I'm sure I had a totally goofy look on my face as all
this was going on, just taking a swig or two.  It was
then Jeff struck gold, his big toe massaging my dick's
soft under skin.  He had a gleam in his eye as he did
this.  Randy clueless to what was going on.  Those two
in conversation, and I was back in bliss.  Thinking
what a devil he is.  He srunched his toes right in my
sensitive balls, making me balk a bit, I excused it,
saying I think I was getting the hiccups.  Jeff
glanced at me like good boy.  He looked at me with
those icey blue northern atlantic colored eyes.

Dinner finished.  Jeff rose up first, saying "let's
play billiards boys".  Leave the dishes for later I
can do that tomorrow.  I was still totally with a hard
on, not wanting to get up.  Randy got up and said lead
the way!  I sat there saying I still had a few more
swigs before I finish this beer up and I'll get us all
a new round and join in the play room and bring them
along.

Jeff was chalking up his stick as I walked in with the
refreshments.  Giving me a wink, like I had you
sucker.  Some things never change.  Randy was leaning
over the table rolling around cue sticks to see which
one he wanted.  His ass looking so inviting, not
helping my former hard on that had calmed, at all.

Since I had just walked in I stated you boys are all
set up first, so I'll sit this one out.  It made
sense.  Jeff said, we have to make it interesting, so
how about, first to loose goes commando?  Since I was
sitting out, and these two guys were hot, I agreed
immediately, and Randy kind of gulped, and then
agreed.   Jeff lost.  He peeled off immediately with
no prob and sat on a bar stool.  His body looked so
good just being naked.  He was so not, shy about being
in the buff it added to his attractiveness.  He looked
proud with the cue stick still in his hand.  What a
distraction.  He even let his legs splay open for
viewing.

In round two, it got down to the eight ball between me
and Randy.  Jeff was the first one to say, so Jake,
why don't you use this stick instead - waving his half
hard dick around, as I was up.  That broke my
concentration, I lost.  All I could think about was
his balls in my mouth and letting them roll around.

Randy was elated.  I just stripped down to nothing.
It was then Randy stated, since I've won 2 in a row
and you two are equal, I want you two to use your
dicks as the pool stick.  Jeff just cracked up, and
said, game on man!  That is hilarious, but only if you
get naked and position your ass above the cue ball for
each shot.  Randy agreed.  So each time it was Jeff
up, he would climb on the table as needed to get his
hard stick to hit the cue ball, with Randy above it,
and after he hit the cue ball he would rub his hard
cock on Randy's ass.   The first time he did that,
Randy went, hey! Jeff said, you block some of the ball
movement with your ass in the way.   He would just
tease his hard dick around the cheeks of Randy, and
let it slide by the crack and hole.  I saw Randy wince
when Jeff did this.  He enjoyed this play with his
ass.

In the hot tub, Jeff had his big Police feet on both
my balls and Randy's, they must be size 12's.  He had
us giggling like school girls as we both leaned back.
He then got out and went down on all fours, and asked
who's first?  Randy and I looked at each other, both
wanting it.  Randy climbed out first and licked the
hole, then used fingers, and I brought out some lube,
and when he used the lube on his fingers,  Jeff just
grunted.  Randy stuck his very dark purple head at the
hole, and went in.  Slowly.  Seeing that head get in
there was so hot.  Seeing it sink in Jeff's globes.
Jeff grunted.  I got underneath him and started to
suck his hard cock.  He moaned more.  Randy didn't
last long, and slapped his ass exiting.  A sloppy mess
had been made over Jeff's globes, but he didn't care,
just stuck it up, ready for more.  It couldn't look
more inviting.  His ass available for me next.  It
always bulged out of his pants, that bubble butt.
"Sweet dreams are made of this... who am I to
disagree".

Jeff still hadn't come.  I went to slip my cock in,
and it went in with no resistance.  I felt the cum of
Randy as lube.  Jeff groaned.  Randy slipped
underneath to suck Jeff's cock.  He got a mouthfull of
slimy cum so much he gagged a little bit.  I felt a
tightening around my dick and I let go also!  The fire
of the orgasm was there.  Jet's let go as I came.  We
all three spent beyond belief, out of breath.

I rolled onto my back and looked up into the stars.  A
clear night, stars everywhere, wanting to remember
this moment forever.