Date: Mon, 16 Aug 2010 09:38:39 -0400 (EDT)
From: hardreader2000@aol.com
Subject: Jess' Story, Chapter 18, Part 3

Jess' Story
Chapter 18, Part III
From Paul's viewpoint

H.R. had slipped on what looked more like a pair of very short shorts
rather than a swimsuit. It was even more transparent than his gauzy
cargoes. It was square-cut and loose fitting in the crotch, but tight
across his ass. It was made of a burgundy colored mesh that was more holes
than fabric. I could see his cock pretty clearly through it without
trying. The pale flesh of his shaft lay up against the fabric making it all
the clearer.

He led us out the sliding glass doors on the side that looked like a
jungle. We were completely surrounded by a forest of trees and bushes and
flowers. I looked around at all the plants, but my mind was stuck on the
view I'd just had of HardReader's butt as he led us out there. He has a
really nice butt. Tight, firm, rounded. I wished mine looked that good.

There were a couple of comfortable looking chairs set up in a clearing in
the trees near the door, but I couldn't see where the pool was.

H.R. led us down a short, curved path through the trees and almost
immediately the small pool was in front of us. The pool area was
unbelievable. The pool was a curvy shape and shimmering blue in the bright,
hot sun. There were about a half a dozen lounge chairs arranged between us
and the pool and a couple more on the far side of the pool. Then there were
more trees, so you couldn't see anything else. It was completely private.

"Is this pool yours or do other people get to use it too?" I asked in awe
of this beautiful space right outside his condo.

H.R. sort of chuckled and said, "Well, yes and no. There are two penthouse
condos on this top level. Through those trees on the other side there is a
condo pretty much identical to mine. The two share this private pool area.

"But the other condo has been empty and for sale by the building's owner
for more than a year. So it's been pretty much our own private pool these
last two summers."

"Nice," I said. "You could come out here and swim naked or lay out without
your suit on if you wanted." Both ideas seemed appealing to me.

"We started doing that last summer after the previous owners lost it in
foreclosure," H.R. said as he spread towels on three of the lounge
chairs. "Karl and I asked the real estate agent to call us before he
brought anyone up to show it. We didn't want anyone to be embarrassed by
what they might find if they barged in unannounced.

"Anyway one day he forgot to call or whatever and Karl and I were both
laying naked as could be out here. Not even a suit nearby. I was hard, of
course." H.R. sort of laughed at himself and his constant boner. "We just
covered up with our towels and excused ourselves. Since then we've been
more cautious, but from time to time we just do what the fuck we wanna do."

"So have you like had sex out here?" I asked.

I saw H.R. look over at Jess and could see he was trying to figure out what
he should say. It was awkward because they both knew right away that I'd
seen how he looked to Jess for guidance. There was a brief silence and then
Jess said, "Yeah he has . . . well, he has and we have. Yeah."

This day was not going to stop surprising me. So Jess and H.R. had not only
had sex, they'd had sex right here where they might easily get caught. For
just a second it started to get me mad, but then I realized that was before
Jess and I were together. Plus I already knew they'd had sex and it was
. . . I don't know . . . sort of cool that they did it right out here.

I didn't say anything. I just nodded to each of them letting them know I
was cool with that. But images of Jess and H.R. going at each other started
to fill my head. As I looked from one to the other, it was hard not to
imagine them hot and hard with Jess's rampant cock . . . I took a deep
breath and tried to clear my head of those thoughts, but it wasn't working.

Just as my mind was picturing Jess slowly easing his hard cock into
HardReader's eager butt, H.R. broke my reverie. "I don't think it's a good
idea to mess around out here today. Sunday is the day they show the condo
the most. So they might come up. He still forgets to call sometimes."

"Sure," I said. But I realized right away that I'd never said anything
about having sex today. Where did that come from? Could he read my mind? I
guess it must have been playing on HardReader's mind, too. Did he really
expect something to happen between the three of us today?

It wasn't so much that I wanted to have sex with H.R. or even in front of
him, as much as I kind of hoped in a way that he wanted to do it with me as
much as he wanted to do it with Jess. So maybe . . . Hmmmm.

We laid out in the sun for a while and chatted about a lot of things. It
wasn't about sex, but the warm sun on my skin and being almost naked in
these suits and the fact that I kept thinking about sex with Hardreader and
what that would be like . . . Maybe even a three-way . . . Well, I was
about three-quarters boned up and the head of my cock kept trying to push
out of my suit. Not like Jess and H.R. hadn't both seen me hard anyway.

Jess was lying on his stomach so I couldn't see his penis. H.R. had the
back of his chair up so he was sitting almost facing me. His hard cock
obvious in his mesh shorts.

"I think I need to cool off," I said.

"And spoil the view," H.R. said and ran the fingers of his right hand up
and down his cock. I could see his cock straining at his touch. As I
probably said before, it wasn't big but it looked really nice.

"Me too," Jess said as he got off his lounger and headed toward the pool. I
could see that he had the waistband of his suit down only covering his
testicles and his hard cock was jutting up in front of him. Why even wear
these things, I wondered as I followed him toward the pool, my own aching
cock poking well above the waistband as I did.

H.R. stayed where he was and watched as Jess and I swam around in the
pool. Horsing around. Feeling each other's hard cocks, and chests and butts
as we played. After a while we were both at the side of the pool facing
H.R. Our arms crossed in front of us on the edge of the pool as our bodies
floated out behind.

"Are you guys getting hungry?" H.R. asked. Before we could answer, I heard
a voice coming through the trees saying, "I need a drink first."

I didn't know who it was and all I could think was that Jess and I were out
here in these ridiculously tiny suits that barely could hold our junk when
we were soft and someone was coming.

Before I could panic too badly about it, a guy appeared in a polo shirt,
khaki slacks and Docksiders. He looked like he belonged in an ad for some
classic preppy clothes. He immediately walked up behind H.R., leaned over
the back of his chair and gave him a quick upside-down kiss on he lips.

"Hi," he said, looking straight at me. "I'm Karl. You must be Paul. I hope
you are having a nice day. It's great weather for the pool."

"Hi," I said. He was really handsome and had this great deep voice. So
masculine.

"Hi, Jess," Karl said. "Good to see you again." Even as he said those words
he was kicking off his shoes and unbuckling his belt. In seconds he was
buck naked and headed straight toward us.

He had a nice pattern of dark hair across his chest and running down in
what I thought must be a neatly trimmed treasure trail to his flaccid
penis. He was so sexy looking and he was standing directly above me talking
to me about . . . the weather.

To talk to him I had to look up past his very long legs and his penis,
which was looking like it might be getting a little hard. I was also
getting a good view of his hairy chest and that handsome, square face and
those piercing green eyes.

What a day this was turning out to be!

As I stared at him, Karl dove right over us into the pool. After swimming
back and forth the length of the pool a few times he came up beside me. His
naked hip brushed against my nearly naked hip. He didn't move it away. And
I didn't move either. He turned to face me, his face so close I could feel
his breath against my cheek. "I love this place," he said and shook the
water from his dark, thick hair, splattering water in my face and laughing
about it.

"Well, you guys can talk, I'm gonna get dinner started," H.R. said and
headed inside.

"We were just gonna get out and catch a little more sun," Jess said and
thrust his body out of the water up onto the side of the pool. When he
stood up, he was facing me and I could see his suit. It was completely
transparent when it was wet. Completely!

"Jess," I gasped and pointed toward his suit. His semi-hard cock was
supported there like it was lazing in a hammock on full view for anyone who
cared to look.

"Oh, H.R. must have bought that suit. He thinks they're so sexy," Karl
said.

"He got me one, too," I felt compelled to add, trying to see how much I
could see of myself through the water.

"Do you like them?" Karl asked.

"They're not exactly my style," I said and then hoped H.R. hadn't heard me.

"Then go ahead and take them off. I don't care," Karl said. "There's really
no point in wearing them except to make him happy." Karl laughed. We all
did.

I worked mine down and off and tossed it toward where Jess was standing. He
was already taking his off too.

Jess and I soon fell into easy conversation with Karl. No sex talk. He
wanted to know how school was going. How long we'd been together. Where I
was from. Just general stuff. He was really nice and it seemed completely
natural that we were all hanging around the side of the pool naked.

As Karl chatted away, I realized what a great pair Karl and H.R. made. They
were the perfect hosts and would be incredible friends to have for so many
reasons. They made you feel relaxed and at home and at the same time kept
you tingling and a little off balance. That might seem an odd combination,
but with the two of them it seemed to work quite well.

About 30 minutes later, H.R. appeared and said we should come in and get
ready for dinner.

Dinner was really good, but I have to admit I don't remember what
H.R. made. What I do remember is that he was still wearing those mesh
shorts and a really light-weight long-sleeved shirt that he left hanging
open, showing his tanned and fit chest and stomach. And of course his
crotch too!

Karl had opted just to wrap his towel around his waist since we got out of
the pool. He had put on the polo he was wearing when I first saw him.

Jess and I followed Karl's lead and just wore our towels wrapped around our
waists and our T-shirts.

As dinner was ending, I couldn't help but notice that Karl's towel came
loose and hung down the sides of his chair beside me. His fury naked lower
body completely on display.

Seeing him like that got me kind of stirred up. I couldn't seem to keep my
concentration. I tried to subtly rearrange my tenting towel to make it less
obvious how hard I was getting, but the result was the reverse. My towel
fell open and my cock sprung up.

Karl noticed, looked straight at my throbbing cock and then up at me. He
smiled. It was no big deal to him. I was just another kid at dinner with a
boner showing I guess. I liked that!

When dinner was over, Karl got up first, just leaving his towel behind. He
was naked except for his polo. I was still hard but decided what the hell
and followed him over to the sofa and sat next to him. I wasn't really
surprised when Jess did the same. He wasn't as hard as I was, but was
looking mighty hot with his cock half hard.

Of course, H.R. wasn't going to be left out of this. He got up, stripped
off his shorts and started tugging on his cock like he wanted to catch up
with me in the hard-on area.

H.R. sat down and asked how we all liked dinner and made small talk. But he
didn't stop working his cock and that, plus the fact that I was sitting
between Jess and Karl practically naked, was keeping me hard.

Karl was getting hard without even touching himself. I could see his cock
stretching out on his thigh. It looked like maybe it was leaving a little
trail of ooze behind as it got bigger and longer.

Ohhhhh! I wondered where all this was going? What would happen next? Who
would make the first move? H.R., no doubt, I thought to myself.

Jess had warned me that with H.R. everything turned to sex. I pondered what
he might do. Then I realized I didn't want H.R. to make the first move. I
wanted to. I wanted to show him that I wasn't some hick kid. I was a guy
who knew what he wanted. And I had gotten it. Hadn't I? That "it" being
Jess, of course.

But still I wanted to make H.R. really want me. I knew one weakness
H.R. had. He loved hearing about guys getting off reading his project. He
thought it was his project, even if to me it was Jess' project.

So making up my plan as I went along I said, "I can't believe I'm sitting
here with this boner. After all the hours I spent dreaming about you
guys. I'd read and jack off. And then while my cum was still warm and
dripping down my cock I'd start reading again and jack off again. Your
writing made it all so real. Like I was right there in the room. Touching
Jess and Billy and Justin and his enormous cock. It could keep me so horny
all the time. I must have cum like a thousand times reading your stuff."

As I said this, I was stroking my hard cock. I could hardly believe I was
sitting in this room with these two older guys I'd barely just met, and
with Jess who in just a few more weeks I planned to commit my life to. I
was talking like some sleaze-bag hustler and playing with my cock like a
porn star. But I was having so much fun doing it.

Then I realized Jess was staring at me and I looked over at him. The look
on his face said, What the fuck are you doing? I gave him a knowing look
and winked at him so neither H.R. or Karl could see.

He raised his eyebrows as if to say, I hope you know what the fuck your
getting yourself into.

I kept talking about how worked up I got reading "I Thought I Knew" and
describing how I could feel my nuts tighten and my body tense as my cum
built up. I acted like I was getting really close to cumming right then.

As I looked around the room I saw Jess on my left on the sofa stroking his
hard cock in sync with me. He looked like was getting close, too. His nuts
were all pulled up and he was really hard. I could see his cocklips getting
a little flared like they do before he cums.

Karl, on my right on the sofa, was stroking his cock too. And playing with
his nuts. He was leaking some, but not too much. He looked good. He was
rock hard. I was glad it was me that was getting him so worked up. I hadn't
noticed his biceps before. But he was turned toward me in his seat as he
stroked, so I could see that he must lift weights. His biceps were
stretching the sleeve of his polo as he stroked his cock.

Seeing him like that was making it easy for me to stay full hard, but it
was also making it harder for me to keep from nutting too soon. Damn, Karl
was hot!

And of course there was H.R. I thought he'd be panting and drooling over
me. But he seemed cool, collected and like nothing unusual was
happening. Just another night with the guys. But he was hard. Really
hard. I have to admit, his 6.5 inches looked bigger in his hand just
then. He was working it slow and easy. I thought I could almost hear him
moan from time to time. He looked so natural sitting there jerking off,
like he did it all the time.

I couldn't help but think how much my life had changed this summer. I
couldn't believe what I was about to do.

"Oh man, I need a mouth to cum in," I said to no one in particular. I
moaned and let my head fall back pretending I was getting out of control
with an orgasm that was building. Actually with all the meat-slapping going
on around me I was a hell of a lot closer to nutting than I'd expected. Or
planned.

But I was dead on in what I expected to happen next. H.R. got up from where
he was and started toward me saying, "I'd be happy to help you with that
load. You are so fucking hot. What a beautiful cock you've got. I'd love to
taste your cum. After all, you're Jess' big hot fucking stud and that makes
you one of us now. Let me do the honors of welcoming you to our little "I
Thought I Knew" group. You'll enjoy the fuck out of this!"

His calm enthusiasm almost took me in. While I liked the words and I liked
that H.R. wanted to suck me off . . . Oh fuck that would be nice. He must
give great head. And I did love having my cum sucked out of me. After all,
Jess had let him and Billy had let him and Justin had let him . . . Oh,
maybe I just ought to let him suck me now. Suck me dry. Oh Christ I was
getting so ready to cum. I'd been hard and horny all day.

He was starting to kneel down in front of me. His hand was reaching for my
cock. I was throbbing knowing he could take me in his hand and into his
mouth in seconds. And I'd probably blow my load so fast . . .

My nuts tightened. I inhaled deeply.

I sat up straight.

"Not you, H.R.," I said as politely as I knew how. I gave him the lustiest,
most wicked grin I could. I licked my lips and held my cock tight. I didn't
want to hurt his feelings. He's such a nice guy. I just wanted him to know
he didn't control me.

"But . . ." H.R. tried to object.

"I'm still a virgin. And I'm Jess'. I'm Jess' only right now. I know you've
sucked off and probably fucked with Jess and Billy and Justin . . ." I
looked him directly in the eyes. " . . . but not before they'd had a chance
to find their way. You may well get you're chance to suck me off, maybe
even fuck with me some day, but not until Jess has had his fill and says
it's OK.

"And you know full well that Jess and I haven't even made love yet, so
you're gonna have to wait."

H.R. remained frozen where he was. Only inches from my throbbing cock. If
he stayed there much longer, I'd probably weaken and let him suck me. But
then I heard that deep voice to the right of me say, "I guess Paul's in
charge tonight, H.R. Scoot over here and suck me off."

Karl had saved me. Hearing his voice, knowing he'd stepped in at just the
right moment, knowing what sway he must hold over H.R. and knowing that my
own will was wavering . . . I owed Karl big time.

As H.R. scooted on his knees to kneel in front of Karl. I turned toward
Jess.

He was looking at me as though seeing me for the first time, but in a good
way. "Wow," was all he said and I began to kiss him deeply. Our tongues
entwined, I felt his hands in my hair. He started to roll his body on top
of mine.

I felt our hard cocks against each other and Jess began to hump his
hips. Made his cock rub back and forth against mine. And with each hump,
his warm, smooth body eased lower. His lips were kissing my nipples; his
hard cock was humping my lower thigh. His mouth was all over my abs; his
cock was leaking against my leg. His mouth . . .

I let out as gasp as Jess took my aching cock into his mouth, closing his
lips tight around it. Sucking me as hard as he could. His cheeks pulled
tight and warm and wet against my throbbing shaft. His tongue swirled
around my crown.

Again my head fell back as I felt waves of pure sex flowing through
me. Felt completely one with Jess. I didn't know if he understood what I
had done, but as long as it ended this way I didn't really care.

Then I heard a slurping sound. A gulping sound. I turned to see H.R. deep
throating Karl right beside me. For the first time I realized that Karl's
leg was pressing against mine. Its heat felt intense. He was leaning back
watching H.R. sucking him to the root and caressing his nuts. H.R. was
sucking with what looked like great skill.

I noticed that Karl glanced quickly over at Jess who was sucking my cock
with all his might. Sucking me! It was heaven. Jess' soft, wet, warm mouth
suctioning me. His soft lips holding my cock. His hand running over my
shaved nuts. The feel of his cheek against my thigh. Maybe my parents were
right and I was going to hell. But if I was, I wanted these guys to be
there with me. My throbbing, hard cock in Jess' mouth. Karl and H.R. beside
us.

I looked over at Karl and he looked back at me and smiled. What a smile! I
probably was grinning like a fool because I couldn't have been happier. I
leaned over and kissed Karl on the lips. I don't know why, but I just had
to. He returned my kiss and we held our lips gently together as I caressed
Jess hair with one hand and ran my other hand across his sucked-in
cheeks. Feeling my cock as it passed through his warm, wet lips. Touching
him that way made it seem all the more real.

Without realizing it, my mouth had opened and Karl's tongue was probing my
mouth. Jess was sucking my cock. I could hear H.R. sucking on Karl's
cock. My head was spinning with the sensations.

I felt Karl's leg stiffen against mine. His tongue darted deeper, almost
into my throat. It stopped. I could feel Karl straining. His tongue
pressing hard against the back of my mouth. I knew he was about to
cum. Knowing that, I knew I couldn't hold back any longer.

Still kissing Karl deeply, I took Jess' head in both my hands and held him
still for just a moment. My build-up had begun. I tensed. My nuts tightened
and churned. My guts coiled in near knots. I couldn't catch my breath.

I broke from Karl's kiss and bellowed, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck me please! Oh god
in heaven! Oh fuck!" as the first blast of cum erupted from my cock and the
pleasure of my orgasm streamed through me. I started to frantically pump in
and out of Jess mouth. Groaning and moaning and cumming like crazy and
sometimes erupting in more profanity.

Jess was doing his best to stick with me as I continued to fuck his face. A
few times my cock slipped free of his lips and cum splattered his face. But
in the end he got me back in the confines of his sucking mouth and drained
me completely.

My spasms began to subside and I could once again feel how good Jess' mouth
felt on my still throbbing cock. I looked down to see H.R.'s mouth wide
open catching a steady flow of thick, gray cum from Karl's twitching
cock. He was casual, almost elegant as he let Karl's cum flow onto his
tongue and into his mouth. Each time Karl's cock twitched, another surge of
cum flowed out and dripped onto H.R.'s tongue.

H.R. made it look so easy that I was surprised when I realized there were
drips and strings of Karl's cum across H.R.'s face.

I looked at Jess' face. My cock still in his mouth. I could tell he was
smiling as he looked up at me. As much as he could smile with my cock
between his lips. His face was awash in my cum. His hair splattered. Cum
was running down his neck.

If there was a prize for the biggest mess, Jess and I would have won it.

I put my hands in Jess' sweaty pits and pulled him up so I could kiss
him. We kissed as the familiar taste of my sperm filled my mouth. It was
such a wonderful moment. Jess so close to me. His tongue inside me.

I had started to lick Jess' face when I felt movement beside me. I looked
over as best I could and saw that Karl and H.R. were locked in their own
kiss. Had H.R. saved a mouthful of Karl's cum? I wondered. I hoped.

But Jess was my focus for now and we continued to kiss and run our hands
over each other's bodies. At last, Jess rested his head on my shoulder.

I turned my head to look at Karl. And then at H.R, who had slumped down
nestling his face in Karl's cum-soaked crotch.

Karl looked back at me and we kissed again. Not with opened mouths. Just a
tender kiss. But still I could taste the cum on his lips. His cum. So
different from mine or Jess'. I pulled away and blushed.

I looked at Jess to see if he was OK with what I had just done. He was
still smiling up at me. "What are we going to do about you?" I asked
Jess. "You want me to suck you now?"

"I already came," Jess said. "All over your legs." He leaned away from me
so I could see. My leg was covered with his dripping cum. His own abs and
chest splattered too. Our mess was far bigger than I had known.

"I'm sorry," I said and I meant it. "I would have . . ." He put a single
finger to my lips to silence me.

"No. You have no need to be sorry. I love you," he said.

Those words almost stopped my heart from beating. When I recovered from my
shock I said with all sincerity, "And I love you more than you'll ever
know."

To Be Continued . . .

AUTHOR'S NOTE: The characters in this project are real. The names and some
other identifying information in this story have been changed to conceal
the identities of the characters described. The Copyright for this story is
held by HardReader. The story may not be reprinted or distributed elsewhere
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While you're waiting for the next episode, I hope you'll stay happy. And
stay hard! -- H.R.