Edgings

For the most part I have been generating one chapter a day, but as the series building into a book gets more complicated, I’ve decided to relax the pace a bit, take more time over each chapter, and put them out every other day or two. I hope you all don’t mind!

I will continue to edit my chapters, so if you start to read them several days after they dropped, and are catching up, it won’t hurt a thing. I’d hate for you to miss some sexy elaboration on a scene I haven’t written yet.

Thanks for your comments. I really value them and have definitely changed things up in edits due to observations people write. Hope your all having a good start to this New Year of 2023!!

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 Chapter 24

DAN

Jake turned into me and kissed me hard and hot, “Its time baby.”

I knew what he meant and taking a deep breath, I clapped my hands getting everyone’s attention, while Jake stepped over and turned down the music.

“Before we all get carried away,” I said, letting myself stare at Mike where he was grinding on Alex’s ass, and then at Dean where he and Patrick were just beginning to kiss… Dean looked flushed and excited, glancing at me with a look that suggested a bit of guilt.

Why did he look at me that way? Ok, yes, Dean and I were carrying on at the hotel at lunch an after work more than we should, but he didn’t think of us as a committed couple did he? Jake was my husband, not Dean!

Looking over at Mike, he was openly feeling up a very hard Alex as he kissed my adorable Bestie’s neck. He froze with his hand around Alex’s cock through his boxers. Alex’s lips were parted, his eyes low lidded with lust.

I just rolled my eyes and said, “We can resume dancing in a second guys, but I wanted to let you in on the rules for tonight.”

“Rules?” Mike rumbled.

“Yes rules. Rules so no one gets hurt. Rules to allow us a little hot fun. You see, Jake and I have been talking and this dinner party is the result. Hopefully it’s the first of many, just some intimate dinner parties between friends that we just happen to be very attracted to.”

Jake moved up beside me and placed a muscular arm around my shoulders.

“Seeing as Dan and I are having such a hard time resisting you guys, we’ve decided to open up our relationship just a little bit more. What you all do with each other is fine, but these rules are really for Dan and I, and we just ask that you respect them. We want to save our asses and our cum for each other, unless…one of you is invited to our bed for the night. One and only one.”

I looked at Jake, who grinned back at me before going on. “More seriously,” he said, “That’s part of why we urged you all to get tested and to feel comfortable that we are all clean of any STDs.”

I took back the floor. “Now for tonight’s little game. Jake and I as hosts, are going to try to control ourselves and save our cum for each other, but if we fail, we still go to bed together. If one of you fail, you have the option of heading home, or, in Alex and Patrick’s case, since they live here, I have reserved a hotel suite at the Shores for their pleasure, or whoever’s pleasure, on the house.”

“What do you mean by, by failing?” Alex asked, looking at me anxiously.

“Don’t cum. If you cum now, during dinner, or any time before Midnight, than at midnight, you can go to the hotel, or if you prefer and don’t live here, you go home, or out dancing the night is yours, just not in our bed. Your preference.”

From the sound and look of the guys it was clear they were only slowly understanding this game.

Jake took over with his droll easy laconic delivery that I always found so sexy. “The last one to resist busting their nut, gets to sleep with us. If it’s more than one, well… Dan and I will decide then if we are ready to pick one, or just sleep with each other. So if you want to spend the night in a Dan Jake sandwich, whatever you do, don’t cum where Dan or I can see it.”

Jake rubbed his hands. “That’s it. Some bars have tea dance parties on Sunday. This is a tease party. If someone here doesn’t want to take part, just say so, and you can stay for dinner, but after that, we’ll have to bid you a sweet night.”

I looked around for the reaction, pressing myself against Jake’s side.

“I don’t know…” Dean said, looking at me. I knew he had our sessions at the hotel on his mind. Despite my resolve to stop, he and I continued to have hot massages over lunch hour, and after work we usually met in my office, his bedroom office suite that we shared, and that usually ended up in bed and then back in the shower before going home to Jake. I had been telling Jake I was working on ways to expand the guest house as my excuse for coming home an hour or two later. I hated lying to my man. Dean and I were treading on a full-fledged affair and it scared me, just not enough to break it off.

“Oh come on, it will be fun.” Patrick cajoled him, while Alex looked at Patrick with a disturbed look, than at Mike, who had his head cocked in a considering sort of pose.

Alex turned to look at us, and said, “You mean, if I don’t win, you’d let someone else into your bed and not me?”

I looked at Jake, but he looked back at me. Alex was my bestie, and this was my job.

“Alex, we love you, and your my bestie, and you know that’s why we have resisted you. Jake has explained to you many times and so have I. But, if you win, if you can restrain yourself just enough not to cum with these hot men, then we will take you to bed, even if it means you and I become something much more then besties.. If you can’t, if you can’t rain all that hotness in a little, well then maybe its best we remain besties.”

Alex looked almost angry as he gaped at me, but then he burst out, “I’m winning, even if I have to lock myself in the bathroom!”

“Oh no, no, no.” Jake said, chuckling. You may not have noticed, but not only do the bathroom doors not lock, but you all may have been to busy to notice. I’ve taken the doors off their hinges and stacked them against the wall outside on the back deck. Only the back door to the pool, the front door, and my office has a door and its locked.” He grinned.

“Dan and I will be trading off patrol duty, but no you can’t hide, or seek to find relief with a private wank. We’ll be watching. If you lose control, Alex, baby, off to “The Shores Hotel and Gay Guest House for the night.”

Mike gave Alex’s butt a spank and laughed. “I like it! Tune that regge music back up and lets dance.” He pulled Alex back against him and began running his hands down my beautiful bestie’s torso.

Alex’s eyes went to a half shudder as he moaned, before jumping in panic. “Oh no you don’t.” He tried to riggle away from Mike who easily held him, not letting him go. I made a mental note to get Jake to teach Alex some martial defense skills as I said firmly over the music. “Oh yes, one more thing. No force. No holding anyone or forcing anyone to do anything against their will.”

Mike grunted and let Alex slip away from him, but he didn’t complain. He just sent me a leering smile and licked his lips.

Oh my god, that look was so hot. I hadn’t been able to find my equilibrium since he had kissed me on entering out house. How had Jake resisted Mike so long? Or had he?

Jake turned back up the music, and Mike moved to me, reaching out and taking my hand. “Dance, beautiful?”

I felt my cock stiffen in my shorts, and his eyes drifted down to take in the rising tent.

Then he was moving, dancing into me and I realized big brawny blond Mike was a damn good dancer.

I looked over to see Alex staring at me and Mike as we began to move together, looking stunned. Jake didn’t leave Alex abandoned for long, but soon had Alex in his arms. My cute bestie blinked, woke up, and seemed to realize who he was dancing with, and I could see the excitement bloom and flush his beautiful face.

Dean was seated on the love seat again with Patrick, their heads together. Dean looked up at me and our eyes met. The connection in that one glance reminded me, yet again, that my affair with Dean had gone farther then either of us was comfortable with.

His eyes shifted to Mike’s back as Mike moved against me, and he winked at me, before retuning to engage even more closely with Patrick.

Well this was certainly damn tempting. Mike’s hardness, his body, his huge cock rubbed on me with every movement, thrust, or sway of the dance.

I couldn’t help but let a hand dangle down to connect with his monster which was hardening between us and poking out from the frayed shreds of those way too short cut offs. The only reason that cock didn’t rise was that there was just enough tight frayed denim to that leg to hold the shaft down.

“Feels good, don’t stop,” he purred in my ear.

“Don’t you want to be the one who beds us?” I purred back in his, as I let my fingers glide over his straining fuck pole.

“oh I won’t cum unless I want to, and even if I do, I plan to be deep inside you soon enough.”

Wow, Mikes self confidence as he said this, shocked me. I guess Jake was used to it. I was finding it sexy, but if there was one thing about me, it was that I tended to feel sub-ish only if respected. Someone making assumptions about me, as if I were an easy lay, tended to get my back up.

I tried to relax and just enjoy his big hard bod pressing mine, his cock pushing out into my stroking hand. OH fuck, it felt huge in my petting hand.

Mike slanted a kiss on me and I met it, my mouth opening to accept his tongue, and oh my god, he played my mouth like a maestro. This man knew how to kiss!

One of his arms and hands left my ass to move between us, and the next thing I knew, Mike’s cock was freed, up and hard against my abs as his cut offs hit the floor.

I glanced over at Jake to see if he noticed, but his head was buried in Alex’s neck as they slowly grinded. Alex had a look of pure ecstasy on his face as Jake massaged Alex’s ass. Oh yeah, Alex’s boxers were down in back below his wonderful round butt cheeks.

I knew I should be getting nervous about that, but I’d already been enjoying Alex more than I should have. Now Jake knew that, and I wouldn’t really feel better and a bit less guilt ridden if Jake didn’t get some of my bestie, too. If Alex won, if my oversexed best friend managed not to cum tonight, I was surprisingly good with that. I did not think my cum slut, Alex would win, but you never know.

I was rock hard against Mike, and so lost in how good he felt, I didn’t notice that he had slipped my tank top off until he flipped the material off my raised arms, while licking my left nipple. Next went my shorts and we were naked, slowly writhing, rubbing, grinding my eight inches against his mammoth foot long sex pole. His lips kissed their way up to my mouth from my nipples and he drowned me in delicious bliss, lifting me up toward the edge already! It was too soon!

I looked over. Alex was naked, his ass pressed against Jake’s ten inch pole.

Jake looked over at me, winked, licked his lips, and stripped the rest of the way before returning to grind his cock against Alex’s crack.

Woh! This was all going so fast. With Mike all over me, getting me hotter and hotter, the sight of Jake grinding up the ass of Alex brought me right to the edge.

 I looked over at Patrick and Dean, and felt a knot of jealousy form. They were in full make out mode on the couch, Patrick still wearing his boxers, but Dean had kicked off the lounge pants he’d been wearing. He was gliding up and down Patrick, clearly lost in lust over him.

Didn’t Dean want to at least try to be the one Jake and I took to bed? After all the massage sessions where we ended up in hot fucks, and the after work sessions on his bed, sessions that were feeling more like love making than just plain hot sex, the way he was heating up with Patrick, had me stunned.

“You ok?” Mike asked, his lips slanting on mine to kiss me.

“Mmm, fine. You’re an amazing kisser.”

“Your eyes all for one guy, and I can’t help noticing it’s not Jake,” He purred in my ear just before giving it a nibble.

My blood froze and I almost stopped dancing before I recovered.

“My eyes are all for you, sexy, Captain Mike, at the moment. But you know I love Jake.”

“Sure you do,” he said in a neutral sort of basso acknowledgement that managed to sound nonjudgmental, as he kissed his way down my neck to my left nipple, giving it a not quite bite rolling it between teeth and tongue. That contact sent a bolt of electricity to my brain that seemed to go straight to my prostate. My cock which had begun to flag in alarm, surged right back up again between us. Fuck, but Mike knew what to do with that magic mouth of his.

Dammit, I couldn’t help look around again. Things were getting hotter and hotter. Jake looked at me from where he was all but fucking Alex, and just grinned with a glazed sheepish look. Wait a minute! WAS Jake inside Alex. Hadn’t we agreed to save our asses for… oh yeah, OUR asses. As I kept watching it became apparent Jake was just rubbing his engorged ten inches up across that hole and up that crack.

Alex looked at me too, his mouth open, his eyes heavy lidded, his eight banana seeping pre as Jake stroked Alex’s cock from behind.

Alex’s eyes widened as he seemed to realize he was getting close and we hadn’t even eaten dinner yet. Damn, it was only just passed 6:30, and I was getting close too. Just Dancing and grinding on Mike, feeling that huge dick rolling and rubbing my own, was enough to put me on the edge his kisses, his licks and smooches on my body and mouth heating me more and more. I felt relief that I wasn’t having to hold back from shooting. Unlike the others, I was already claimed by Jake for the night, right?

Alex turned back to Jake and yelped, “Stop! Jake Stop, please! I’m gonna cum!.”

Jake grinned devilishly, the sound of it almost making me lose control fo myself.

Laughing, he let go of Alex, came to me where Mike was grinding on me and hooked me, firmly away by my arm, into his arms.

I thought for a moment Mike would resist, but he just looked at us with a smirk on his ruggedly handsome tanned face and let me go.

Alex really did look as if he had nearly climaxed and was stumbling backwards, his cock seeping copious amounts of pre.

Jake chuckled and said,  “Dinner guys! Whomever your dancing with, sit next to someone else.”

Jake with his ten inches throbbing stiffly, took my hand. “Cutting in, Mike, I wasn’t dancing with Dan, so Dan sits beside me.”

Mike growled playfully back at Jake, took Jake’s hand and placed it on his, Mike’s, enormous cock. “I’m gonna want some time with you, sexy before the night is over.”

Jake lazily played his hand over Mike’s huge cock, chuckling. With a glance at me, he said, “We can see where things go.”

Mike stepped back out of Jake’s hand. “You guys are evil. Fucking tease party is right.” He snorted. Turning, he stepped over to Patrick who had switched with Dean and noq lay on top of my sexy hotel masseur and lover, kissing his way down Dean’s abs…

Mike took hold of Patrick’s hand and pulled him up off of Dean, who arched sexily at the loss, and husked, “hey!”

Mike ignored the “hey”, pulling Patrick up and into his arms. “Commere sexy, your my seat mate at dinner, and I am hungry.”

Jake and I followed our plans and took seats at the curved ends of the oval glass table. We stood at our chairs, gazing across to each other with eyes and cocks reaching out to one another.

Dean started to take a chair beside me, so he could sit on my right, but Mike slipped in between us.

“Now, now can’t have you sitting next to your boss,” he murmured to Dean, but I heard it and wondered suddenly, how much Mike knew or guessed about Dean and I. Dean flushed and avoided glancing at me.

Chilled all over again, I made a mental note to check the hotel security cameras. Maybe Mike was visiting the Shores when I hadn’t been watching…

Alex ended up sitting on my left with Patrick beyond him, next to Jake.

This was an interesting seating arrangement, and I wondered what it might lead to.

I started us off, lifting the lids off warmer bowls and started dishing out the plates. I had prepared fight fish and salmon, with seasoned brown rice, all cooked in olive oil, with onions, mushrooms, a bit of kale, and a sprinkling of raisons to counter the bitter greens. Sprinkled all over these dishes was a mix of lemon pepper and Celtic Sea salt. The fish was moist and tender, and I had to admit the compliments felt genuine from the guys.

Though we were all hard as rocks, the food and the fact we weren’t sitting right next to our latest paramours, served to distract us at least a little bit.

Alex looked relieved not to have cum in the living room with Jake handling him and was soon in animated conversation with everyone.

I noticed Jake and Dean leaning close as Jake talked to him, and in a little while I saw through the table, Jakes hand moving on Dean’s thigh and then further in to encircle Dean’s cock. Their legs tangling together. Damn, the thought of my husband flirting with my, lets face it, lover… was so dangerous it was hot. I didn’t know whether to be terrified or not.

“Just rechecking here. You two are saving your asses for each other. What about your cocks?” Mike purred, his basso voice vibrating my balls as he leaned close to me, and slid his hand around up my thigh to wrap around my stiff, aching cock.

I looked at him, and said as dryly as I could, with Mike’s big warm hand wrapped around and slowly stroking me under the table, “Well, our cocks may be available, but that doesn’t make us easy.”

There was more than one snigger at that. I suppose being voluntarily molested while saying one wasn’t easy did have its comical aspects.

Jake took over. “We are, after all a married couple and seducing us needs to take at least SOME work, right babe?”

Alex giggled huskily. “So does that mean I get to suck you, Jake?” Alex avoided my eyes.

Jake looked at me and I looked back, and grinned, shrugging, though I confess my mind was distracted by Mike’s left hand stroking me.

Jake turned one of his most dazzling smiles on Alex. “Well, if you can find a way to get to it.” Jake did have a point. Since Alex sat by me, and Jake was at the other end….

Alex thought for a moment, staring through the table in the direction of Jake’s lap. Hugely over acting, he gasped, “Oops, I seemed to have dropped my fork. I better get that!”

Alex the ice breaker! Amid gales of husky lust ridden laughter, my bestie was under the table, completely ignoring his dropped fork as he moved left, over legs and feet, taking his time to reach over and fondle various thighs and cocks on his way to get to Jake at the other end of the table. Then he was up into Jake’s lap from beneath the table, his blond curls just visible beyond the edge from where I sat. There, he grasped Jake’s big ten inch beauty and went down on that ten inch cock as if his life depended on it.

Jake, for his part, looked as if nothing was happening. Amid audible gagging enthusiasm coming from below he said, ever so casually to Mike, “So, Captain Mike, didn’t I hear you were getting interested in a certain Bartender at the club?” he asked as if inquiring about the weather.” I noticed Jake’s left hand was still busy with Dean, and wondered how he could even speak.

“Oh, you mean Chase?” Mike answered in the same nonchalant tone, “Yeah, he dances on the bar too. We’ve hooked up a few times now.”

“He’s gorgeous.” We heard from under the table.

Everyone laughed except Alex, who was back down on my husband’s big cock, trying to take it deep.

Everyone heard the gag, causing audible snickers from the rest of us.

Mike, not to be outdone rumbled, “Alex, lad, you having a bit of trouble finding that fork?”

“Oh wait, oops, I dropped mine too!” Patrick said with a snicker, and a moment later his long haired gorgeous features vanished under the table, moving back toward our end.

I didn’t have to wonder long whose cock he was after, because next to me, Mike’s jaw dropped and a deep groan rumbled out of his chest, and then I felt Patrick’s fingers slide up my other thigh to join Mike’s on my cock!

While this was going on, my husband’s face became flushed. Alex’s head was appearing and disappearing beyond the edge of that table. Jake’s jaw was dropping.

Oh god, was my bestie about to make Jake cum? The thought made my cock hard as steel. Why was I suddenly so much harder? I was jealous, yet I knew I shouldn’t be. Our relationship was something less then monogamous now. Where it would settle, I didn’t know.

“Jake,” I whispered beneath the chatter at the table as our guests either made out or ate, not all of the eating being food.

I just stared at Jake, watching the flush, the look on his face. He  rested his right hand on the back of Alex’s head and I knew he was about to cum.

“Jake, oh Jake…” I whispered beneath the action.

I knew the moment when Jake came. I’d seem my man cum often enough.

“Fuck!!” Jake yelled, in that grunted shout I knew so well.

I wanted, for a moment, to hate Alex. And yet it was only a spurt of rage, swiftly submerged. I had brought this. I had invited Alex to stay with us, knowing Alex couldn’t help himself, knowing Alex was very attracted to my husband and me. And I’d been the first to really go over the edge with Alex and have sex with him. I forgave Alex even as I saw Jake shuddering from the ecstasy of his climax.

Not everyone understood Alex. I did. Alex was a naturally free spirit. He loved and when he loved he was attracted and wanted to make love. Guys might want to have mere Sex with Alex, but Alex was a making love machine in a way. He fell for everyone and when he did he became a needy puppy, happy, excited, fun, and, an almost unrestrainable slut.

You could treat him as a cum dump, but he would always try to love back.

I called across the table, “Honey, you better check under the table and your chair to make sure Alex didn’t cum.

“I didn’t!” Alex pipped up from under the table, to more laughter.

Jake met my eyes and I could feel him examining me across the table. I winked at him, and he smiled back, but I could see the concern in his eyes for me, and I loved him for it.

But inside I wondered if we could ever regain a certain precious innocence we had had to our relationship. I didn’t blame Jake. I blamed myself.

Patrick was working hard on Mike’s cock trying to get it deep, but I could see, looking down, that he was having troubles.

Mike didn’t seem to pay his cock sucker much attention, but cut into the fish on his plate and ate, now and then smirking around the table.

Indeed the initial heat of six hard naked guys sitting together seemed to wear off for a moment,

Patrick tried to pull back too far on Mike’s cock, maybe recognizing he couldn’t take that twelve inch monster all the way. I heard a thump. The table vibrated visibly, and there was an “owww.” Patrick seemed to realize he wasn’t going to get Mike off and with a loud smack and a slurp to Mike’s cock head, he let the huge dong go and retreated to his seat, reappearing, rubbing his head with a wince, but managing a saucy, “I finally found my… unh fucking fork.”