With each step bringing him closer to us, Aros’ penis bounced enticingly in his wet, white bikini speedo. It was also growing, and by the time he reached us, he was fully engorged at 7inches. The head of his dick, still shroud in his foreskin, poked out above the top of the speedo, aiming at his shallow cum gutters.
“Hi guys,” he said, a broad smile on his face. “I cannot thank you enough for your help.”
He squatted down in the small space between our lounge chairs. An umbrella overhead provided some relief from the sun. The muscles of his glutes and taint tightening, pushing more precum from his rigid cock. It poured down the front of his speedo, and with the material already saturated by water, it dripped onto the patio tiles.
“But I do want to formally thank you,” he continued, winking at both of us.
He reached both of his hands up and grabbed our cocks simultaneously, squeezing mine through my speedo and Arjun’s through his swim trunks.
We moaned simultaneously.
“What can I do to thank you guys,” Aros inquired absentmindedly, pretending he wasn’t massaging our dicks.
Arjun sat up a bit, moving his face close to Aros, but keeping Aros’ hand on his cock.
“Grant is going to clean up your soaked bikini with his mouth. He loves precum and you’ve got a spigot. Then you’re going to suck his dick, and I’m going to fuck your ass.” Aros’ cock twitched and released more precum, this time soaking his abdomen and the top of the speedo.
“Fucking hot,” Aros breathed.
“And I want you to wear that yellow jockstrap you modeled earlier while I fuck you,” Arjun said.
“Oh yeah,” Aros cooed. He turned his head and called. The young intern came over. They chatted briefly and he ran back to the changing area of the set, which was largely packed away. Most of the crew had left the patio space already, taking their share of the equipment with them.
Aros continued stroking our cocks gently.
Less than a minute later he reappeared, jockstrap in hand.
Aros thanked him and then whispered something to him. He nodded, gave him a grin, and he was gone.
“Well, we can’t fuck here,” Aros said. “It’s enough that they let us photoshoot with a fluffer,” he continued as he gave me a wink and my cock another squeeze.
I too was leaking precum like a broken faucet. The front of my speedo was drenched, and it had pooled in the valley between my abs and inner thigh. Aros released Arjun, leaned in, and used his tongue to lick me clean. He then kissed my cockhead through the drenched speedo and sucked my precum from the fabric.
I moaned.
“Let’s go,” Aros said, jumping to his feet, his hard dick bouncing. “I, for one, need a shower, I’m covered in body oil and sweat from the shoot. And my anus is twitching,” he said, grinning at Arjun.
Arjun threw each of us a towel, “Some modestly in the hotel is needed I think.”
All three of us had wet spots at the tips of our erections, which tented our respective swimwear. Aros’ bikini speedo, still quite wet from the pool, left little to the imagination. We draped our towels over our shoulders, just covering our erections. Aros lead the way to his room, Arjun and my eyes followed his slim, firm butt cheeks as they lifted and dropped in the wet, translucent fabric.
I squeezed Arjun’s butt and cock, “You ready for this,” I asked. He responded by squeezing my butt and giving me a broad grin.
Aros’ room was a small suite overlooking the manicured grounds, cliff, and ocean in the near distance. There was a small kitchen as we entered, a large living-dining space, and then a large bedroom and bathroom.
The bathroom was floor-to-ceiling white, navy blue, and slate gray tiles. All except the far, outside wall, which was floor to ceiling glass. The shower was situated at the glass wall, with a fantastic view. The interior shower partition was also glass. Lots of sunlight streamed into the bathroom. While the grounds were lower than the shower, someone on the grounds outside could angle themselves to get a view into the shower area.
Aros placed the yellow jockstrap on a shelf cut into the wall and turned to embrace us, pulling us close. We kissed, three tongues dueling and entering each other mouths in a dance.
Arjun was exploring Aros’ butt both outside and inside the speedo while rubbing his own dick.
I was exploring Arjun’s firm, smooth butt and Aros’ leaky cock. I gently pulled on the fabric of his speedo, making the tight, thin waistband pull at his foreskin, a slow, indirect jackoff. Aros was exploring my cock, slicking the speedo engulfing my cock with my continuously leaking juices and sharing in exploring Arjun’s cock.
I dropped to my knees, my face in line with Aros’ wet, throbbing meat.
Another line of his natural lube ran down the outside of the speedo. I licked it up off the fabric from his scrotum to the head of his exposed cock and foreskin. His foreskin was ample, extending a good inch above the head. I sucked the foreskin into my mouth, licking the precum out of it.
Aros moaned, putting his hand on my head while having Arjun’s cock to himself for now.
I sucked at the fabric of the speedo, up and down his dick, drinking the precum and making him moan. My hands slid up his thighs and hips, under the strings of his speedo, and teasingly glided the speedo back and forth, massaging his erection with the pressure of the fabric. As I danced it back and forth as I also lowered it, slowly releasing his erection.
Aros moaned, the sound muted as he and Arjun made out.
As the weight of Aros’ cock being freed from his speedo started to tip forward, I took him in my mouth and started sucking him for real. Pushing my mouth down his shaft, the foreskin retracted. Withdrawing back up his shaft, the foreskin returned to enshrouding his dick. I was jacking him off with the pressure from my mouth as I sucked him.
Arjun pushed his hand down the smooth crack of Aros’ butt and teased his hole.
“Fuuccckkkk,” Aros moaned, precum flooding my mouth.
With a few inches of his cock in my mouth, a swirled my tongue around, coating my insides and his cock with my saliva and his precum. I picked up speed and depth sucking him. I also dropped his speedo completely, making a spat noise upon hitting the tiled floor. My hands now fondled his testicles and taint. I slipped a finger back and joined Arjun’s as we rubbed, flicked, and prodded his anus.
“Uuuuuuhghgggggg, fuck,” Aros moaned.
I could feel his scrotum tightening and grabbed the base of his cock hard.
I swirled my tongue around all 7inches of his cock as I withdrew it from my mouth. None of us wanted to cum yet despite what our cocks wanted.
As I stood up, Aros dropped to his knees and gave my cock the same treatment.
He sucked at my hardness through the precum soaked speedo, drinking my nectar. He played with the fabric of my speedo, sliding it over my engorged cock, which twitched from the friction, a jet of precum shooting out the side and right into Aros’ mouth. He was positioned closely and had good reflexes.
We looked each other in the eye as he swirled my juices around his mouth and dove onto the head of my cock. He dropped my speedo to the floor and shoved his face onto my full 8inches. I could feel my head kissing into his throat and his sharp nose breathing in my gingery bush.
I put both my hands on the back of his head and forced him to stay in that position, not that he offered any resistance. I bucked my hips in sharp, shallow thrusts, barely moving my cock a quarter of an inch, fucking the back of his throat. He moaned deeply, his throat vibrating.
Arjun, standing over Aros, kissed me and took his trunks off. His brown, uncircumcised 7inch cock stood at attention and was also slick with precum. I took one of my hands off Aros’ head and placed in on my husband’s cock, stroking him and allowing Aros to move freely on my dick. My other hand now cradled Aros’ face.
He looked up at me again, those sleepy seductive eyes captivating me, and he pistoned his head back and forth on my cock. Burying his nose in my bush and then pulling back until the ridge of my mushroom head was just visible beyond his lips.
After a few minutes of this, just as my mushroom became visible again, I gently pushed Aros’ mouth off of my dick and turned him, lining him up with Arjun’s dick, driving Aros’ mouth onto my husband’s cock. Aros didn’t miss a beat and gobbled up the cock. One of his hands started to jerk the base of Arjun’s rod while his mouth played with the head and foreskin. They were both moaning.
Aros bounded to his feet a few minutes later and excitedly directed us to the shower.
We stepped out of our swimwear that was crumpled on the floor. I followed Aros into the glass shower, the view over the hotel grounds and ocean were beautiful, a perfect accompaniment as I played with his beautiful ass. Arjun was just a step behind us, the yellow jockstrap in hand. He draped it over the inside glass partition, which didn’t reach the ceiling.
The spacious shower had four heads, two on each side, and covered us in warm spray. Aros was soaping his body, focusing on his butt. He pointed it toward us, looking backward over his shoulder, exaggerating a moan.
Arjun moved a few steps forward, soap lathered his hands, which he added to the mix. They both rubbed Aros’ cheeks, crack, and anus; their fingers taking turns prodding into the tight, dark brown, puckered anus. Arjun moved lower, soaping Aros’ legs while Aros soaped his own abdomen and arms.
I had soaped myself and then started soaping Arjun. Arjun was squatting, his soaping of Aros done, he now sucked on Aros’ cock.
Finished cleaning Arjun, I stuck my cock into the edge of Arjun’s mouth alongside Aros’ dick, making him take both our heads in at once. I slipped a soapy finger into Aros’ butt and tenderly finger fucked him.
“Got to get your ready for my husband’s cock Aros,” I whispered.
“Ffuucck,” Aros whimpered.
I drove my long, slender finger in further; finding his prostate, extending deeper, I gave him no mercy.
“Uuuuuuuhhhhhhh,” he whimpered, almost in pleading.
Arjun sprang up, grabbed the lube from the shelf, lathered his cock, swung Aros around and unceremoniously drove his 7inches fully into Aros.
Aros screamed in shock and pleasure.
Arjun didn’t relent, pounding his cock fully in and out of Aros’ waiting hole.
“MMMMMMaaaaaaa FUCK,” Aros screamed.
“Yeah, is this the thanks you wanted to give me,” Arjun grumbled, slapping Aros’ ass.
“Yyyyyyyyyes,” Aros moaned.
“Thanks for letting my husband fondle and suck your dick for hours while an audience watched,” Arjun continued, pounding him.
“Yeaaaaah,” Aros whimpered, “Take your thanks.” He was recovering from the unexpectedly quick penetration and began bucking back against Arjun, slamming his ass even harder into my husband’s enraged cock. “Pound my ass.”
It was hot to see my husband so aggressive in fucking someone. He was usually gentler.
Arjun picked up speed and now pulled fully out before plunging back in.
Aros was screaming in pleasure and kept his hole relaxed and ready to receive each invasion.
I was stroking my cock, enjoying the scene of my husband railing a hot underwear model. Grabbing the jockstrap from the glass partition, I dropped to my knees in front of Aros, his cock bouncing in the air near my face as Arjun fucked him.
I positioned the jock at Aros’ feet and helped him raise each leg, one at a time, not interrupting the pounding my husband was giving him. I slid the wet jockstrap, now a dark yellow saturated with water, up his legs. The pouch cradled his tightening scrotum, pulled on his bouncing cock, the foreskin now pulled back so his pink cock lips were visible. I watched as drips of precum oozed from his lips with Arjun’s thrusts.
As Arjun pulled out, I quickly moved the thick yellow waistband over Aros’ butt and slapped it onto his lower back. The slap mimicked Arjun’s balls slapping Aros’ body as he drove his cock back inside.
Aros moaned, “Yeah, fuck my jockstrap ass.”
Arjun kept up his speed, smacking and exploring Aros’ jockstrapped ass. “So fucking hot,” he murmured. “Love an ass in a jock.”
I was mesmerized by the cock bouncing in front of my face, the one I had to release from my mouth during the photoshoot against my will. But now I fulfilled my desires.
As Arjun trust in again, pushing Aros’ cock forward, it penetrated my waiting mouth.
As Arjun fucked Aros’ ass, his cock fucked my mouth. I quickly got into the rhythm and pushed my mouth a few more inches further down than what Arjun was sending forward with his thrusts. I jerked the base of Aros’ dick, my mouth not quite reaching that far. And with my other hand, placed between the jockstrap and his body, my thumb pressed between his testicles; my index, ring, and pinky fingers massaged his taint; and my middle finger traced all the way back to his anus, poking at the edge of his hole and my husband’s cock.
They both moaned loudly. Arjun drove his cock into Aros and left it buried deep inside. I sucked Aros’ cock with my own gusto now while Arjun concentrated on stretching deep into his anus.
Arjun yanked on the straps of the jock, slapping them against his ass.
Aros was moaning uncontrollably and his legs started to shudder. His anus and taint trembled in orgasm.
“FUUUUUUUUCKKKKKK,” he bellowed, “FUCK FUCK FUCK my ass and cock!”
I could feel his anus and taint throbbing, and a moment later he exploded in my mouth. I drank him in and continued pleasuring his dick while Arjun resumed his full pounding, pleasuring his anus. 8 ejaculations deposited his load in my mouth, so much cum I couldn’t swallow fast enough while actively sucking him in deep. Some spilled out, landing on my cock.
I released Aros’ still hard cock, and as I stood, reached my hand fully back and squeezed the base of my husband’s cock. Standing up, my cock in line with Aros’ mouth, I met Arjun’s eye.
Aros dove down on my cock, eating his own cum from off it. Arjun and I watched each other as he buried his dick fully into Aros’ ass and I began to thrust my hips, fucking Aros’ face. Arjun and I mouthed, “I love you” as our testicles pulled up and we moaned together.
“Faaaauuccckk,” we groaned together a short time later, our cocks bursting the damn and filled both of Aros’ holes. Aros, feeling our cum flooding his mouth and ass, moaned and came again, his cock still hard and his hands furiously jacking it.
Arjun and I continued to trust a bit longer, but more lazily, the last waves of pleasure washing over our bodies, small ejaculations feeding Aros more of our cum.
Arjun and I withdrew our softening cocks, Aros licked a trickle of cum off mine. He stood, coaxing the last drips of cum from his softening penis.
“That was amazing guys,” he said dreamily.
“And it was definitely a great way to thank us,” Arjun said as I slapped the side of Aros’ butt.
“We might be even,” Aros teased, “But we can still have plenty of fun together.”
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