Edgings

Chapter 25

JAKE

 Damn! I had let Alex get me. He made me cum right there in front of all of them, but most particularly, in front of Dan. As I came out of the sexual haze, shuddering as Alex’s vacuum sucker of a mouth drained every drop, I saw the look on Dan’s handsome face. He smiled at me, but for a moment there was such a look of loss in his eyes. Then he smiled wider at me and winked, blowing me a kiss.

I wasn’t quite convinced, but relieved when Patrick smacked his head under the table and said that he’d found his “fuckin fork”.

The laughter broke the tension.

Somehow dinner got eaten, though I don’t know how with all the damn sexy cock teasing still going on. This was fun, but it was also dangerous as hell, and I was wondering if Dan and I were going in the right direction with all this. And I wondered if it wasn’t too late to reverse course.

Dean was sitting beside me on my left, and I decided to draw my work out buddy (when Dan couldn’t).

“How's it goin, buddy? Work-in at the Shores must be fun. All those hot horny guys, right?” I gave Dean’s shoulder a squeeze.

Dean flushed and looked at his food. “It's going great. I love my job.”

“Hey and you got my man as your boss,” I said. “That must be pretty cool, right?”

Dean’s blush only darkened, and I thought, what the fuck? My radar might be slow sometimes, but Dean was a lousy liar, and he was given off nervous guilt vibes or my name wasn’t Jake Saunders.

“Am I reading something wrong, Dean? Everything ok with you and Dan?” I asked quietly, keeping my voice under the chatter of the others.

“Oh, no Dan and I really work well together.” Dean flashed me a smile, answering softly, but my antennae began to quiver. Ok, there were a few tactics to work, but the best one with a guy like Dean was to serve up honey.

I chuckled. “Well good. I’d hate to think my hot man didn’t turn you on a little. Has to be hot working alongside him all day. I know he said you are a great masseur.” (actually Dan hadn’t said that much at all about what Dean did, but I had heard through the grape vine off the beach that Dean was gaining a rep for giving great massages at the Shores.)

Dean flushed and sent me a look that was both startled and a little excited. “Really? It's easy to be a good masseur when you have a hot client like your husband.” He offered. “I’m glad you don’t mind.”

Ah ha, I placed my left hand on his right thigh and squeezed, rubbing him up a little in a friendly way.

“Nooo, I guess the massages get pretty tempting. When does Dan find the time?”

“Oh, we do it at lunch time. It gives him some release. It can be tense fending off the demands of all the hotel guests, but he is wonderful.”

“I bet. I guess you guys work late, keeping up with all that demand, right?”

Dean looked down at that one, not meeting my eyes at all. Oooh, that shot went home. Fuck! My man really might be cheating on me. I’d been wondering why he’d been coming home so much later, leaving me to do the cooking, not that I minded. I liked to cook. He’d said it was about expanding the hotel business.

“You have been staying late with him, right?”

Dean looked up and met my eyes and I concentrated on extending flirty warmth toward him.

“You don’t really mind, do you?” He said in a whisper.

“Mind what?” I looked at him back.

“Um, his working late with me.” Dean sort of stammered. I could swear he’d been about to fess up, but he had chickened out. I was now ninety percent certain my man was being a very naughty boy. And by our rules he was supposed to tell me. Shit!

I leaned toward Dean and kissed his cheek as I surrounded his cock with my hand, petting it. I said in his ear, “I am sure you and Dan work very closely together, though I really have no idea what work you do together.” I licked Dean’s earlobe and he shuddered and gave out a soft moan.

“Or maybe I do,” I said.

Dean jerked and said nothing at all, just moaning. I stroked him slowly, teasingly as the meal went on, and our guests slowly cleaned their plates, with their free hands, that is.

“Time for the pool, gentlemen.” I said, getting up. The thought of Dan and Dean carrying on together both made me ridiculously hard as fuck. But I knew I would have to do something about it. But I wasn’t going to act until, I was sure.

As the others headed out to the back led by my husband, I held Dean back and turned him toward me.

“So where does Dan have you staying at the Shores?”
“Uh…” Dean gabbled, and I pulled him in and lavished a kiss on him, cupping his butt to pull him in so we were cock to cock, making out.

“Just want to be sure my buddy Dean is being taken care of.” I told him.

Dean moaned as I bent my head to kiss his neck and he said, “Oh, I thought maybe Dan might have told you. He turned most of his office suite into my apartment. Put up a partition wall to give me privacy. He mmm, said he didn’t need all the space of the full suite.”

“Makes it convenient for more massages, right?” I said, nibbling now on Dean’s ear.

“hawnnnn yeah, and you know… oh I am so relieved you don’t mind, Jake.”

I just chuckled, while inside I was simultaneously raging, horned up past belief, and feeling sort of lost, too. I could feel there was more than just casual massage sex going on here. But I would need proof.

Taking his waist, I escorted my boned-up buddy out to the back deck and the others. They were still just settling in the whirlpool, which was just big enough for six men, though with lots of tangled legs.

We were just in time to hear Max, who stood at the pool’s center, its light glowing up over his god like proportions and his huge cock, make a pronouncement in his basso voice.

“It’s already near ten, guys, and that leaves us only a couple of hours to find a winner, so I will make it easy. Do your best to make me cum, I will stand or sit or lay right here, where you can all get at me. I want to see if I can outlast you, handsome sexy fuckers.”

He stood there, looking magnificent, one hand slowly stroking his huge cock.

Alex stood a little way off, looking transfixed. I wanted to laugh. Alex was so beautiful, but like Dean, he was totally transparent. He wanted what he wanted, and he was like a puppy until he got it. The yearning in his eyes as he looked at Mike was funny as hell. I was almost jealous as it looked even worse than the way Alex looked at me.

But it was my man who leaped into action. “Ok, Dean, Patrick, you take his cock, and his mouth, Alex you can help, and I will fuck his ass,” Dan said with a leering grin.

I thought Mike would protest, but he just smiled really wide. “Now you're talking.” He rumbled, his pecs flexing.

“Hey baby what about me?” I asked.

Dan gave me a dry look. “I watched you get your rocks off earlier. Now you can watch me, baby, and if I don’t outlast Mike, you can have sloppy seconds.”

Woh, shit that seemed a little cold, I thought.

Mike guffawed, leaned over to place his hands on the side of the whirlpool, “Ok Danny boy. Lube me up get in there and give your man a show.”

“I’ll get the lube,” I said, trying not to worry over Dan’s attitude.

When I returned, Dan was using whirlpool water, scooping it up and splashing it into Mike’s muscular ass. I handed Dan the jar and he scooped out a bit slathering up his cock, then more on Mike’s hole, inserting a couple of fingers…”

“No need to do that, Danny, my ass will take it. Fuck me, man!”

Danny shrugged, focused totally on Mike, and then pressed his thick eight inches in, not bothering to pause, just straight in.

Mike’s head came up and he let out a guttural cry which quickly turned into a deep basso purr.

Dean moved around to Mike’s mouth. Mike opened his lips, as Dan’s first tentative thrust pushed Mikes mouth right onto and around Dean's waiting cock.

Patrick got into the whirlpool and called to Alex, “Alex come help me with this monster.

Alex didn’t need any encouragement but hopped in and ducked down to join Patrick in licking that huge dong.

I just got myself a drink, pulled up a lounge chair, sat back, looking past my cock at the action, teasing myself a little, watched the rhythm and watched Dean and my husband burn hot gazes at each other as they fucked Mike from both ends. It was clear they were fucking one another through Mike and totally into it.

BIG RED FLAGS were finally pinging off in my head.

Mike was clearly eating it up, his power-bottom side, hidden from me until now, came out. I’d heard from others that Mike was a surprisingly gentle lover as a top. Hearing and seeing him direct his impromptu pleasure crew was an amazing sight to behold. I would have been in danger of shooting again, just from watching… if not for watching my man falling into… something, with Dean right before my eyes.

Shit!

I kept thinking Dan would look my way, share what he was doing with me, but no… he just kept staring into Dean’s eyes across Mike’s broad back as he fucked Mike. And Dean, for his part, was gazing back.

Patrick and Alex kept vying to suck Mike, and eventually Alex won, taking that monster down, gagging and then going on to the root. It was an amazing sight. Alex, not the biggest of us, somehow taking a foot of thick cock? Dayum!

Patrick contented himself with laving Mike’s big balls and eating his taint.

Mike grunted deep, the chords on his neck standing out as he fought not to cum.

Dean groaned, “Fuck… fuck Dan… I’m “

He was shooting into Mike's throat. Mikes cheeks bulged, and cream dribbled from his mouth as he swallowed most of it before lifting his head and pushing his ass back at Dan his buttocks visibly squeezing. 

Dan was right behind, groaning as his eyes devoured Dean. He stopped thrusting and shuddered, crying out as he came deep up Mike’s ass.

“Oh Dan. that was so hot.” Dean said stepping toward Dan. Dan met him and they kissed long and hard, before Dan seemed to remember me and turned to give me a weak smile.

Nope, not good at all. Somehow, we had gotten off the rails and I couldn’t blame Dan. I had set him up or at least allowed Dan to set us up to fail. IT felt like a chasm was opening up between us and all I could do was stare..

“Fuck, fuck you’re a good cock sucker, Alex!” Mike roared, and then he was coming, fucking Alex’s mouth wildly as he came. Alex tried to swallow it all and almost managed it, but more dribbled out as that monster cock filled his mouth.

As dryly as I could, with my own cock nearly back to normal, I said, “Well Captain, boss, you nearly held out, but it looks like Alex won the nights reward.”

Alex gave out a squeal and leaped right past Dean into Dan’s arms.

“Why don’t we all wash off in the pool and call it a night folks. This was fun but I have to be at the hotel this morning." Dan paused and then seemed to remember me, "Oh and Jake has his class at the gym he has to teach."

“Can’t Patrick stay?” Alex asked.

Dan turned to Patrick. “You want to be alone in your room or enjoying the pleasures of The Shore’s best suite with the others? Jake's rules say only Alex with us tonight."

Was I wrong or did Dan almost sound resigned about that.

“I”ll keep you company, Patrick,” Mike teased."

Patrick grinned. “Mmm, that does sound good!”

I saw the shock on Alex’s face and almost laughed. Almost.

Dean and Dan looked longingly at each other at the door, and then Dean, Mike, and Patrick were gone, leaving me alone with Dan and Alex.

I took a deep breath, fighting a sudden weight on my chest, and said, “Alex if you wouldn’t mind. I need to speak alone with Dan. We’ll be out by the pool for a little while, ok?”

Alex gave me a look but then chirped. “Sure, I’ll just, go get ready.”

He took off to the room he shared with Patrick. Dan gave me a look, but I pretended to ignore it, ushering him outside.

“You ok, Jake?” Dan asked?