The Exploration Of Nate

CHAPTER X

GRAY’S GARDEN (Part I)

CHRIS: I'm outside.

NATE: Down in a minute.

Nate walked out to the car and let himself into the passenger door. Chris was sat in small green shorts and a white t shirt.

"Are these shorts on purpose?" Nate teased. He reached across and cupped Chris' well packed and warm crotch with the palm of his hand. 

"Uh, guess so. You going to let me drive?" Chris grinned. 

They pulled away into the traffic. 

After a few moments. 

"So how have you been this afternoon? Hope you haven't been dwelling on everything." Chris said with genuine concern in his tone.

"Ok, I guess. I've been planning out some photography jobs, fired off some emails to potential clients. Arranged to meet with one of my friends, Liv, in the week. I need to take a minute with everything that happened this week."

"Good, you do you. Take some time to figure out what you want. That's healthy.” Chris paused for a moment. “Look, I saw Justin at the gym earlier. He..."

"How did he look?" Nate was immediately alert. 

"Um, I've known him for a couple of years and I've never seen him look bad? Sorry but you know exactly what I mean. I wouldn’t get too hung up on him. Those two are complicated and only time will tell whether this is the right thing or not." Chris said, his honesty making his words land heavy on Nate.

"I get it. I'm not Jason. The end." Nate swallows the words and his lip quivered. He looked out the window. 

"Nate? I want to ask you some thing. Although we've only started back up hanging out again this week, we're friends, possibly lines are a bit blurred at times, but we're friends first. You can confide in me. Be honest, have you fallen for Justin, maybe a little?" Chris slowly released his question.

Nate closed his eyes for a moment while still looking out the window. "Yes." He almost whispered. Wiping the tear away roughly. 

Chris grabbed Nate's knee and squeezed. "I get it. Be kind to yourself. This shit is rough. Gay men are so complicated. You've learned the hard part right up front. Sure you don't want to go back to women after this week?" Chris snuck a laugh in. 

"Thank you." Nate turned back to Chris. "I mean it, for being a good friend. I have, though, if I’m honest with myself. I felt something beyond physical with him. That's the tough part. Didn't he feel it too? What he was saying, that can't have been lies to get between my legs, surely?" Nate questioned.

"This is probably going to hurt more so sorry in advance. Justin is well known on the gay scene in the city. A complete stud, fucked anything that moved, until Jason came along. They're the golden couple around here, but their fights and the shit Justin has to put up with is legendary. I can guarantee you, that whatever he said that made you feel the way you do for him, was absolutely genuine. He was ready. He’s a championship stud. If he didn’t feel anything, he just wouldn’t have said it. It was just awful timing because Jason came back into his life." Chris explained. 

"What do they fight over and what's the shit Justin has to deal with? Doesn't sound like a relationship I'd run back to in a hurry." Nate asked curiously.

"Hmm ok. This goes no further. Keep it yourself, it's known about but people just don't talk about it. Mainly for Justin's sake. Ok, so Jason used drugs, recreationally, he gets into some ridiculous situations with it. Either going too far or mixing with the wrong people. He's a wealthy guy so people will take advantage. Justin is always there to sort out the mess. Jason gets insanely jealous too. Over nothing. The only time they were an open couple was during the LBM get togethers." Chris continued. 

"They're just so complicated, whenever they're back on, everyone just keeps a distance. It's different now, Jason came out, his marriage was a total farce but he seems to be on good terms with his ex. Maybe he's sorted himself out." 

"Justin's mum died from drugs though. How can he be so fucking selfish." Nate became angry. He wouldn't do that, but the man who gets to ride Justin whenever he wants seems to think it's ok. It doesn't make sense.

"I know. It's rubbish. Justin is better than this, Jason treated him like shit but Justin is big enough to figure it out himself. He has to.” Chris went quiet for a minute. Then continued with his eyries raised. “You can't blame Jason though, would you let that boy go? Fuck, I'm a top but I'd let him ruin me." Chris flexed his legs as a bolt of lust went to his cock. 

Nate grinned. Shaking himself out of the misery. “He’s a fucking machine.” 

“Fuck Nate I know what we’ve just talked about but shit I’m fattening up here thinking about you two going at it.” Chris shamelessly pulled his left short leg to one side and his huge head dropped against his thigh. Nate bit his lip at the sight of the thick foreskin wrapped abound Chris’ huge cock. 

“Christ that thing is huge. I remembered I never got to suck on it did I?” He reached across and pulled the huge member out further and squeezed it. Thankful for the huge distraction. 

“Fuck. You and Gray can get on your fucking knees and service me when we get to his.” Chris looked down at Nate’s hand fondling his cock. 

“Sounds like a plan.” Nate pinched precum off the tip of Chris’ head and placed his thumb and forefinger in his mouth and sucked the juice off loudly and smiled at Chris. 

Chris pulled his cock back in his shorts and sped up. 

Gray’s house was as expected. Sprawling, immaculate. Expensive. 

Chris got out, his cock clearly fighting with his shorts. Nate followed. 

They arrived at the door facing each other. Nate grinned at Chris and then dropped to his knees. Rubbing his face in the mound in Chris shorts. Chris reached for Nate’s topknot and used it to drag Nate’s face over his crotch. 

“You’re going to suck me off right here?” Chris looked down at Nate rubbing his nose in his bulge while locking eyes with Chris. 

“Uh huh. Need to try this thing out finally.” Nate reached his hands up and roughly pulled the shorts down under Chris tanned globes and his 11 inches sprang free and smacked Nate on the forhead. “Mmm, perfect.”

He grabbed the thick shaft and rubbed the head against his lips. He darted his tongue out and ran it under the foreskin. “Tastes good, Chris.” He licked the shaft from ball sack to tip and dove onto it fully. A gag filled drive with a loud “waaagh.” 

Chris clamped his hand on Nate’s topknot to anchor Nate in place. “Fuck, taking the whole thing. Quick learner.” Nate’s neck tensed as his throat clamped around the head of the cock and a heave escaped his belly. He pushed Chris back as the saliva dropped out of his mouth with a splash. 

“Fuck yes Chris. Fuck my face.” Nate shifted his weight, removing his t shirt and pulling his jeans down to his ankles before kneeling again. 

“Little exhibitionist are we? Dirty boy. Open the fuck up.” He held Nate’s head firmly and guided his cock back into Nate’s mouth with a hard shove. He pulled his t shirt over his head and Nate reached up, slapped Chris’ chest and pulled one of his nipples hard. Sweat was now collecting on Chris’ forehead.

He snapped his hips back and forth, smashing Nate’s mouth with his cock. The retches and gagging echoing in the driveway once again. Nate went into a trance, clamping his hands on Chris’ arse cheeks. “Waagh, waagh, waagh” escaped Nate’s mouth as he took the beating on his throat. 

Into a messy, noisy rhythm, the front door finally opened. Nate and Chris continued but Chris looked up to meet Gray’s eyes.

“You pair of pigs. Couldn’t wait for me could you?” He grinned. Gray wore a pair of shorts and a vest. Clearly lounging at home waiting for this evening’s antics. 

“Get down next to Nate, babe. Let me bust all over the pair of you.” Chris instructed while still jabbing Nate’s mouth.

“Fuck Tripod, he’s made a total mess of you.” Gray giggled. Observing the sweat and spit covering Nate’s face and glasses and the stream collecting down his torso. Gray nestled his head under Chris’ ball sack and began  tonguing it furiously.

“Shit, that’s it. I’ll bust any second.” Chis wrenched his cock out of Nate’s mouth, a huge gasp escaped Nate and he fell back a little. 

Gray came back up to kneeling and brought Nate back to his knees too. “Come on, cover us.”

Chris leant forward as he started shooting. “Ah fuck yes, have it all.” He showered both of their greedy grinning faces with his thick load. Chris exhaled hard repeatedly as his spurts shot out.

Eventually, he leant forward further as he squeezed the last of his load out onto Nate’s lips.

“Mmm someone needed that. Glad we took care of it.” Nate looked up, pulling the cock with his hand. “Feels like we could get even more out of here. What you think Gray? You’re the expert on Chris’ cock.” Nate laughed at Gray. Chris, catching his breath, continued to look down and grinned.

“Oh absolutely. My man can go for hours.” Gray jumped up and kissed Chris firmly.

“Let’s all get cleaned up, get out the back and have a drink.”

Nate gathered his t shirt and stood up.

“Impressed with my skills then hey?” Nate smiled as he walked passed Chris. “Uh, consider me blown away.” They both laughed as they went in. Chris left his t shirt wrapped around his neck and shoved his cock back in his shorts. 

“Chris, show Nate the bathroom next to the gym. Clean up and I’ll see you out on the patio for drinks in 10.” Gray called out as he walked into the kitchen. 

Nate stared around him. The house was beautiful. More modern and sleek than David’s house. A little like Gray himself. 

Chris led Nate into a full shower room. “Fuck this place is like a gym I’d have to pay monthly for!” Nate stood looking around at the facilities. 

“It’s pretty good isn’t it?” Chris said as he threw cold water on his face and reached for a monogrammed towel. He showed the logo to Nate and rolled his eyes. 

“Wow. That’s another level of self importance.” Nate chuckled to himself. Reaching the tap he splashed his face and went to pull his t shirt on. Chris stopped him. “Something tells me you won’t be needing to put that back on. Or these.” 

Chris pushed Nate against the sink counter and pulled his jeans to his ankles. Nate wore small black trunk briefs underneath.

“Fair enough. I’m happy to kick about in my underwear. Doesn’t bother me.” Nate shrugged. Chris still had his hand leaning against Nate’s arse. 

Chris crept his hand up and ran his forefinger along the puckered entrance to Nate’s pussy through the fabric. Nate’s cock bobbed against the counter. 

“You got to try out my cock. Can I get a go on this pussy later?”  Chris spoke into the mirror at Nate. He was snarling with lust, his rubbing got firmer and firmer. Nate gasped and gripped the countertop.

“Oh fuck Chris. Yes.” Nate hissed and closed his eyes. 

Chris stopped and walked to the door. “Good. Leave your clothes in here, just your underwear. Let’s go.” Chris said teasingly. 

“Wind up. I was ready to have you plough me there.” Nate snapped at Chris with a little grin as he passed him. Chris smacked Nate’s arse forcing Nate to jump into the hall way. 

They walked to the patio, Nate gawping at the size of the place. Rooms everywhere. He didn’t give a moments thought to the fact he was practically naked in someone else’s house. 

They arrived at the patio through the marble kitchen and out through huge glass doors. 

“Boys. Come here. Nate, I can see you’re making yourself at home. I’m glad, you should show that body off more often.” Gray was knelt on the patio in a pair of black speedos. His athletic body highlighted by the sun. 

Nate and Chris looked at each other then back at Gray. “Come stand in front of me. Legs apart and hands behind your backs. Don’t say a word.”

Both followed the instructions. 

“I took the liberty of getting you both these.” He reached behind him and pulled out two pairs of the same black speedo. Upon closer inspection, Nate observed that the pair Gray was holding in front of him had a pouch with buttons on the front and a zip on the rear. 
He glanced at the pair for Chris. Same pouch but solid back. 

Gray went to Nate first. He kneeled right up in front of Nate. Letting his nose brush Nate’s hardening mound. He inhaled in hard. “Mmm smells good.” He grinned. Nate looked down with a blank expression.

Gray reached up and pulled down Nate’s underwear. Nate gasped. 

“Eyes forward please. Both of you.” Gray asserted. Nate’s cock sprang free. He was easily 8.5” if not 9” himself. He was thick with a curve. He already knew Gray was a fan. 

Next Nate felt the wet and heat of Gray’s mouth around his cock. Gray was insatiable for cock. Ravenous even. Confirmed by the noises coming out of him. “Waggh, aahgrr, ugghh.” Gray reached back and gripped Nate’s pert globes and continued to drive Nate’s cock deep into his throat.

“Aahgrr, aahgrr, aahgrr.” Gray was shameless. Nate bit his lip and rolled his eyes. He murmured “shit” under his breath. Gray was slamming his forehead against Nate’s abs until he couldn’t take anymore. He tore himself off Nate’s cock.  “Bleurrgghh. Perfect.”

Gray’s face was red and puffy. He wiped his mouth then reached up and pinched the head of Nate’s cock, taking a drop of precum and licking it with his tongue. 

Gathering his breath he held out the speedo. “Ok, step into these for me Nate. No talking. Eyes forward.” Nate took a glance at Chris. Stood the same and his cock was fighting to get out of his shorts. 

Nate felt the speedo being hoisted up his legs. Gray threaded Nate’s cock through the front hole and clamped the pouch closed with the buttons. Gray gave out a “mmm” running his hand over Nate’s cock now clad in the stretchy fabric. 

Gray stuck his index finger of his right hand in his mouth, with his left hand, he reached through Nate’s legs and yanked the zipper down on the rear of the speedo.

He slipped his right hand up and placed the index finger, now slicked up, on the entrance to Nate’s pussy. Gray looked up at Nate. “Look at me.” Nate dropped his eyes to Gray. 
Gray shoved his finger firmly into Nate’s pussy. Nate gasped. “Keep looking at me.” Gray demanded.

Nate bit his lip and frowned while Gray’s finger pummelled his pussy. Gray’s pace caused sweat to break out on his forehead and arm. He leant forward and jabbed his arm even more furiously. Nate had to gasp. His hands wound into fists. 

Gray turned his finger, swirled it jaggedly, Nate gasped and grinned. Gray pulled out his finger after teasing Nate’s bud. 

Recovering from his anal teasing, Gray knelt back on his heels. “Keep that zip down all night. Go sit on the chair behind me. Don’t touch yourself or say a thing. I’ll call on you shortly.”

Gray went to kneel in front of Chris. Chris’ eyes darted downward momentarily, then back out in front, he swallowed hard. “Pull your top off completely.” Gray demanded. Chris reached up and pulled his t shirt off. His flexing made Nate gasp. ‘What a man,’ Nate thought to himself. He snuck a squeeze of his cock. 

Gray pulled the shorts down, Chris stepped out of them, Gray flung them to one side. “I dream about this cock everyday.” He smacked it hard against his lips. Chris gasped maintaining his stare into the distance. 

Gray reached up and slapped Chris’ toned chest with both hands and squeezed his nipples. Chris gasped again and bit his lip. 
Gray dove onto Chris’ mammoth cock and immediately started bobbing up and down frantically. The piggish retching resumed.

Gray reached his hands down and slapped Chris’ thighs and held them. Gray’s head slapped against Chris’ belly relentlessly. A pool of sweat now formed in the middle of Chris’ chest as Gray continued to fuck his throat hard. 

Nate watched on as this show unfolded in front of him. He thought he’d torture Chris even more. Quietly, not to alert Gray, he spread his legs wide and leant back. He pulled at the speedo fabric to give Chris a full view of his pussy. He locked eyes with Chris and grinned. Licking a finger, he brought it down to his pussy slit and rubbed it back and forth. Chris opened his mouth and then swallowed hard. 

Gray released himself from Chris’ cock with a huge slurp. “Fuck baby. Best workout my throat ever gets. Fuck yeah, look at me.” Chris snapped his eyes down as Gray smacked his cock on his tongue. “Going to totuture you some more. You’re going to be raging later. I can’t wait to have you all wound up. Nate?” 

Nate jumped up. 

“Get behind my man and eat him out. His arse is pure perfection. Let’s really get him going. No talking still. Either of you.”  Gray resumed his feasting.

Nate walked behind Chris.

He was able to take a moment to appreciate how much of a man Chris was. He watched as his toned chest heaved up and down while Gray serviced him. His deep tan glistening with sweat. His firm belly, rigid from football but still a sexy layer of coverage. He kept in shape but knew how to have fun. He lingered looking at his arms. Powerful. Back. Wide. Looking up he saw Chris’ lips parted a little. Holding in what he really wanted to shout at Gray in the moment. His blue eyes dead ahead. He’d done this before, Nate thought. He was in the zone. Focusssed on giving Gray what he wanted. 

Nate came to stand behind Chris. Chris was easily 6”, 6’1.” His shoulders sloped into a solid back. A man who could carry you away from anything in a hurry. Chris let out an exhale and looked up. Nate looked at the head covered in jet black short cropped hair. Imagining Gray’s hands running though it while Chris ate him out. 

Nate bit his lip, grinned and began his tease. He ran a singular finger down Chris back. From between his shoulder blades, all the way down to the top of his cheeks. Chris tensed and squeezed his hands (still together behind his back) in recognition.

Nate dropped to his knees and surveyed Chris’ arse. Toned, rounded globes. Hairless, no blemishes and tanned. Perfect, Nate thought. He grabbed each cheek and squeezed. Chris widened his stance a little to compensate. Nate pulled the cheeks apart to reveal a pink entrance. Starting to slick with sweat. He grinned again and flicked his tongue at the puckered skin. Just once. Chris hissed.

That was enough, Nate held Chris’ cheeks apart and darted his tongue deeper, swirling in the silky crevice. Chris’ fingers squeezed to fists. His breathing was becoming more rapid. Nate hit a torturous rhythm. His face now slicking with sweat and spit as he ate.

Gray pulled himself off Chris cock again. “Look at me baby. You like having two sluts service you. You deserve it. Your body is what we lust after.” Nate could hear Gray smack the cock on his lips again. Next, Nate felt two hands reach his head and pull him into Chris’ hole firmly. “That’s it Nate. Get in there. One more swirl of that tongue and stop.” Nate felt Gray’s hands gently push his head back. “Well done boy. Thank you for driving my man insane.” 

“Now baby, step into these.” Chris, silent, regaining some composure, stepped into the speedo. Gray pulled them up firmly. Nate marvelled at how Chris’ arse looked clad in the black material before moving back his seat. He watched Gray stuff Chris aching cock into the speedo and sealed it with the buttons fastened. 

“Ok, enough play for now. Sorry baby, I know you’re going to fuck me blind later but that’s ok with me. At ease boys. You can talk.” Gray got up.

“Fuck, babe. Come here.” Chris grabbed Gray by the sides of the head kissed him hard. “That was so hot. Too right. I’ll wreck you later. Be warned.” Chris spun Gray around and hugged him from behind. “Nate, you good?”

“Uh yeah. Gray that was incredible. Chris you have one hell of a tease here.” Nate laughed, pulling at his bulge.

“I aim to tease. It’s worth it when this one gets wound up though.” Gray snapped his hips back into Chris’ crotch for emphasis. “Ok, drinks. Nate, go to bar over there, let’s open a bottle of white.” 

“On it boss.” Nate skipped to the outdoor kitchen area to grab glasses and the wine.

Gray turned round to Chris. “Hey. Did the boys confirm?” Chris asked. “Also, I know we’re trying out being more exclusive but still got permission to get on Nate later? You can have your fun with the rugby lads too remember?” Chris grabbed Gray by the hips and pulled him in tight against his crotch. 

“Oh baby. Deal.” Gray wrapped his arms around Chris’ neck and kissed him happily. 

“Fuck guys, give it a rest.” Nate laughed as he balanced wine, cooler and glasses coming back to the outdoor corner suite. 

“Thanks Tripod. Set everything down here I’ll pour.” They sat on the corner suite, Chris lay down while Gray nestled in front of him. Nate looked on and smiled as he saw Chris stroke the small of Gray’s back. Chris looked so hot Nate thought. His bulge, still huge but had now subsided a little. He didn’t think these two would ever be fully soft around each other.

“Cheers guys!” Gray announced as he leant back against Chris. “So Nate, tell me what’s happened with Justin. Only if you’re up to it.” 

“I’m sure Chris filled you in most of it.  I let my guard down. I’m so new to men I didn’t think feelings would come into it so soon. Jason sounds like a total prick. That I do know.” Nate to a gulp of the ice cold wine. 

“He can be. Difficult soul that one. I can see you and Justin together. You’d be a beautiful couple. But…” Chris interjected. “Babe, stop.” Chris squeezed Gray’s thigh and kissed his arm.

“What? I was just going to say that it’s a shame. But they’re complicated and give them time and space to see what happens. I feel for you though Nate. I’m sorry you had to learn about those two like that. Justin should have been up front with you about everything. Chris said he took you on a date?” Gray leaned back, Nate watched as Chris slid a hand around his arse. Nate pined for this sort of intimacy. He remembered snuggling with Justin in his sofa. Then banished the thought from his head and heart.

“He did. It was sweet and that is where these feelings started. Nuts, only been a few days I know. Bu…”

“Stop right there.” Gray held a finger up at Nate. “Never feel bad or stupid about feelings. Knowing what you feel is one of the healthiest things you can do. Never ignore them.” 

“Thanks. That makes me feel less like a prized idiot. It’ll give me time to think about other things like my photography anyway so that’s something.”

“Of course. That’s brilliant! Where are you with your portfolio? Do you want to go into selling pieces individually or working with a steady client?” Nate felt warm at Gray’s enthusiasm. 

“Both really. I’m just building up my portfolio, as you say and reaching out to businesses as well.” Nate was happy to talk about his passion once again. 

“When you’re happy with your stock of images, will you let me know? I have an event space in the city. It’s yours for a show case. I won’t accept a penny from you either.” Gray smiled. 

Chris looked at Nate from his sprawl on the suite, grinned and winked. 

“Are you serious? That’s insane. I mean, uh, thank you. That’s so kind of you. Wow. I’m touched.” Nate’s lip quivered and he forced the lump in his throat back down. 

“That’s settled then.” 

The door bell rang. 

“Uh who’s that?” Nate felt self conscious all of a sudden. 

Gray turned around and straddled his legs across Chris’ crotch. His mound growing again. He dragged his hole back and forth over Chris crotch. “Mmm babe. You fucking tease.” Chris mumbled as he grabbed Gray’s hips. 

“You heard about my rugby lad in the back of the Jag? Well he’s brought a couple of mates round to let off some steam. Me and you will be helping by the way, if you catch my meaning? As long as you’re up to servicing a rugby team.” Gray laughed. 

Nate chuckled. “I think I can manage that.”

“Chris and me have given each other a pass for tonight. I’m going to keep them entertained for a little while. I think there’s something Chris wants first. He’s been gagging for it since you got in touch last week. I don’t think I need say anymore?” 

Gray stopped dry humping Chris. He slapped Chris’ chest and pointed at him. “Be good.”

Chris reached up and bit Gray’s finger playfully.

“Never.” Chris smiled as Gray got up and walked into the house in just his speedo. 

Nate locked eyes with Chris.

“Ready?” Chris dared Nate. 

“Absolutely.” Nate stated.