Edgings

Edgings Chapter 19 begins a about a month after the first Part of this evolving book. Jake, Dan, Alex and Patrick live together in Jake’s house that he shares with his husband, Dan. There will be character memories that will cover the time gap, but I felt the story had to move on. If you read this right after I dropped it, I hope you read it again. I have filled it in and fixed the timeline of one important aspect. 

Jake is now Lieutenant and in charge of the South Rehoboth beach patrol, answering to Captain Mike Scott. In the first eighteen chapters, Part One, Dan and Jake were sole POVs of the story. Now, to add a point of interest, I have added the POV of Alex. Enjoy!

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Chapter 19

ALEX

 I loved Jake and Dan to bits, and despite my newfound infatuation for Patrick, continued to drool over my bestie and his man. I couldn’t help it. They were just too lovable and sexy! I know, I know, Jake gave me a perfectly good, reasonable explanation for why we couldn’t all three have a three-way relationship. I get it! But I don’t quite agree with it.

The funniest thing was, that with all the fuss they put into those “boundaries,” they began stomping all over their boundaries after only a week or two, after I moved in on them. Oh, at first the Jake and Dan household which now included me, seemed to settle into the usual routine.

Dan and jake seemed caught up in their work. So much so, Dan and Jake had postponed the dinner party they had been going to have. Jake had his new rank and new responsibilities as Lieutenant in the beach patrol.

Dan was working on settling in a few new employees at his hotel, including the very handsome Dean. I would never say anything to Jake about it, but I had a feeling more was going on with Dan about Dean then anyone was willing to face.

Jake and Dan came home and focused on each other for a couple of weeks. They had only recently decided to drop the boundary that said they could not be naked with other men, but at first the change was subtle. Jake often walked around the house wearing nothing, but speedos and Dan sometimes wore a thong or even less. By less I mean that Dan had some very sheer string underwear he’d ordered in from some adult line, and teasingly started lounging in them, causing my eyes to pop out.

So too, they now thought nothing of letting each other share a shower with me, naked. After all, they were naked in the showers with others at the gym, so I guess they thought this was fine. It was leading so some very hot soap up sessions with either Jake or Dan that inspired me to extra feverish lengths with Patrick! 

Frankly, I thought the new rules just made it that much harder for them to be monogamous, and it certainly made it harder for me to respect their damn rules! Cuddle with Dan or Jake, naked and not want to go further? O come on!

Nope, I had little sympathy for their silliness, but I was sure enjoying it. And my new roomy was, too. Patrick was a man after my own heart, though possibly a bit more romantic. I was romantic. Yes, I was! But if I couldn’t be super romantic in a lighthearted silly way, then it was too much sap for me. I mean, come on, then why mope around? I hated moping. Bleh!

What can I say about Patrick except seeing this hot waiter, whom I'd flirted with moving in with us, to be my roomy. Well, it was Jake's house even before it was Jake and Dan's. Jake wouldn't hear of me paying rent, so if he wanted to force me to share my room and my bed with one of the most beautiful guys in Rehoboth Beach, who was I to complain?

When he moved in, he didn't bring much, just a suitcase, a coat bag, toiletries, and his long blond haired gorgeous self. That first night we couldn't take our eyes off each other, even though he had waited on me at the Grill more than a few times, it was the potential, the knowledge we were going to be sharing a bed that had us both going. 

The only troubling thing was that I caught this vibe between him and Jake that was super-hot. Jake was wearing his lifeguard trunks when Patrick arrived, and Jake sort of collected Patrick into his arms for a long welcoming kiss. (Dan hadn't gotten home yet). At the end of the kiss, Jake's swim trunks were showing a big lift in front that I saw Patrick take note of. 

Ok, this had me wondering just how much had been going on with Jake and Patrick at the beach. But did I care? Hell no, I just hoped my bestie, Dan wouldn't get to upset at the vibes between them.

But then Jake explained that Patrick would be rooming with me, and suddenly Patrick's gorgeous green eyes were on me, checking me out. His eyes drifted down my bod, lingering on my crotch where my hefty, for my size, bulge filled one of the little string thongs I'd taken to wearing around the house. I swear, I saw his eyes dilate. Oh, damn, oh fuck, oh, oh, oh, if he kept looking at me like that my thong wouldn't be holding me much longer!

I offered to help him take his things into the bedroom, and he murmured something about my not needing to, but he didn't object as I grabbed up his coat bag and a suitcase and led him back to our room. 

We didn't say much as I helped him unpack his things, taking my sweet time to carefully fold his own collection of sexy g strings, thongs, see through shorts, boxers, all of it sexy as hell. I was hard by the time I got through, and I noticed he enjoyed watching me pack away his most intimate clothing. 

"Thank you, Alex. You are very sweet as well as to die for adorable." He told me softly as I placed a very, very skimpy g string posing strap into his drawer. He stood close to me and taking my hand, lifted it to his lips, kissing it.

Oh my God, my Prince, my fucking delicious Prince just kissed my hand! "Um Patrick, perhaps I ought to tell you I am not a Princess," I smirked. Shit! That was my downfall, always bringing humor into sexy heat filled situation.

His eyes lifted to mine with a wicked grin I couldn't help adoring. Oh crap, I had it bad! "No? Oh well, that's fine because I like to give and take, and being Prince with a Prince is really... fucking hot!"

This was all said in a whisper and at the end of it, I was shuddering with desire. My cock had popped out of my thong, and we were in a hot grinding clinch that brought me to the edge. Oh my GAWD could this man kiss!

I heard the front door close from a distance and the voices I heard told me Dan was home from work and being greeted by Jake.

I took Patrick's hand and took him to the bed, sitting and drawing him down beside me. "OK, just so you know. There is a lot of stuff going on here. First, I hate to bring this up, but have you been tested for STD's recently?"

Patrick gave me a concerned look, but without a word, he reached into a bill fold, and pulled out a folded doctor's report, handing it to me.

I looked at the date. It was just two days old, and Patrick was clean.

"Ok, thanks for that. But the reason I asked you, is that Dan, Jake and I all got tested within the last two days. And we did it because my boyfriend, Tommy found out he is HIV positive. And we are all clean."

Eric immediately put an around my shoulders. "Oh, I am so sorry to hear about Tommy. I don't know him well, but if it's the Tommy I am thinking of, he is a nice guy."

"Yeah, he is. I told Tommy I would stay with him, but he refused. He has a boyfriend at home he grew up with who broke up with Tommy because HE, is HIV positive. He already decided to move back to his family so he can afford the meds. Anyway, his old love asked him to move back with him, so that's what he is going to do. I am going to get tested again in a month just to make sure I am clean, but until I do, somethings I won't do."

Patrick just leaned in, and kissed me, slowly, sweetly and my heart seemed to do a little jig.

"Ok, here is the other thing. Dan is my bestie; I am in love with him. You, I think have a connection to Jake, am I right that it is just a bit more than platonic?"

He grinned and leaned in to nuzzle and run his perfect teeth over my jaw. Oh fuck, yeah. "You could say that." He said, "though we haven't done anything yet," He added.

"Well, just so you know," I said again. "Dan gets a bit jealous. Jake wants it bad but holds himself back, but I may be in love with Dan and he is with me, unless I read my bestie wrong, and he and I have gone over the edge of their boundaries a bit, but Dan won't be able to resist you, either. Just so you know the dynamics around this over sexed house."

Patrick's eyes danced and he winked at me. Ok, did I mention my new roomie was way cool?

"Won't Jake get jealous if me and Dan..," he said, quietly, his eyes studying me. Ooo, he was also sharp, this one.

"Nope and I won't either. Infact and you can corroborate, I sometimes feel like maybe Jake gets off on Dan with other men, almost like he is setting him up to fail?" I spent the next minute hurriedly telling Patrick about Dan's massages of me, instigated and suggested by Jake that had gone well beyond massage.

"Mmm, sounds like fun, and roomy, thanks for filling me in. I am an anti-drama kinda guy."

"Isn't everyone?" I quipped and he answered. "Oh, you'd be surprised."

Nanh, actually I wouldn't, I thought to myself, damn I was loving this roomy Jake had pushed on me. 

Dan and Jake knocked and opened the door to check on us. "Hi guys, did you get everything put away ok? Settled in!"

"Everything is wonderful, Dan, thanks so much for letting me stay here, and with such a wonderful roomy." Patrick said, getting up and going to Dan. Dan, for his part didn't seem to know whether to be transfixed by the sexy beautiful long blond-haired god in my bedroom, or to be disturbed that Patrick and I were already getting along so well. Was my bestie jealous?

I got up brushed past Patrick my dick still hard and poking up, and I wrapped my arms around Dan and grinded my half-exposed cock into his crotch. "Thanks Dan, and don't worry, sexy bestie, I still love you!"

Dan turned his head, met my lips with his own and ravished my mouth, right in front of Patrick. "You'd better," he said, with a wink, and his left hand surrounded my cock, and gave it a sensual tug as he pulled himself away. "I better get dinner started. Jake is out there getting drinks. Calm that thing down, bestie, and bring Patrick out to socialize."

 It had been a very hot dinner, but though it was obvious that Jake had a hard on for Patrick, he didn't act on it, not with Dan watching. And though Dan's eyes followed Patrick much of the evening, nothing happened there either. The sex vibes had practically vibrated the house down, and maybe Patrick and I just couldn't stand the heat! But we'd both said we had a long day as our excuse.

Jake chose the dinner to bring Patrick into the new house rules. "Patrick, Dan and I are a monogamous couple. That doesn't mean we don't flirt pretty hard, but we keep it within bounds as much as we can. (OK did that sound fuzzy or what?) But the rules around the house are, you can be naked with us if you like, or it happens, its ok. But no sex." Jake swallowed as he said this, and he and Dan turned to each other and exchanged a long kiss.

Patrick just said, "Sounds reasonable to me."

Alone in our room, I'd like to tell you we teased each other but the fact is, we just slammed together and were naked before we even closed the door. I don't remember who pushed who back onto the bed, but it was less a wrestle to get on top then a mutual ravishment. In no time at all the lube was out, Patrick was slathering up his condom covered cock, how the hell we managed that I don't know, we were so much in a hurry and then he was sliding in, my legs were over his broad shoulders, and he was into the pubes. Apparently, he wasn't all that nervous about me waiting a month to get an HIV negative confirmation!

"Unnnn yes!! My prince! Fuck my Highness your Hinny!" I screeched. That led to gales of laughter which almost resulted in both of us losing our erections, but nannh, not quite! We was too busy fuckin!

Over the next month, our house settled into a routine. I got permission from Jake to turn the pool shed into an art studio, as I wanted natural light for photography, and I wanted to expand back into painting. I had studied painting in college and as a freshman had been taken right into the Master Class under the Art Department's chairman and I wanted to get back to that. Patrick had been casting about for other work then waiting tables, and finally landed a job as clerk at the Mayer's office. He still didn't make enough to do more than pitch in on groceries, which neither Jake or Dan would let him do.

For my part, I was determined to produce enough to have a show and begin selling my work. I didn't want to freeload off Dan and Jake forever.

Dan and Jake continued on as usual, fucking one another silly every night, their sex life together, just as passionate as ever. But I was detecting signs of tension that seemed to be about two men, Dean, who was now working for Dan and Captain Mike, who was Jake's superior in running the beach patrol. Dan acted like a nervous hawk whenever Mike's name was mentioned. Dean, the new masseur and spa keeper at the Shore's hotel, appeared to be living in Dan's office suite. That leaked out over dinner one night. Dan looked really nervous about admitting that. Jake was all smiles and nods of understanding, that I didn't trust for a minute!

If I’d been Dan, I’d have been more concerned by Jake’s lack of jealousy. Something was up there, and Patrick and I talked about it a lot.

So here we all were a month after moving in. I had gotten that second test and had confirmation i was clean! That had happened a few days ago and I was still bouncing around on a high! Horny as hell despite shooting every night with Patrick's nine inches up my ass pounding away! living conditions were a little tight for four guys, but we were doing all right with it. 

Infact the house seemed to be heated with a new sexual vibe from all four of us, and the casual flirting between all of us seemed to have reached fever pitch. Jake and Dan's place wasn't all that big, so that fever was just that much more noticeable. Their house was a bungalow, two bedroom one and a half bath, but it had a nice fenced in backyard with a small pool, and a good-sized deck with a 16 by 16 shed around the far side of the pool, the shed I was using for my studio. There was also a four-man hot tub outside off in a corner, that they had just fixed in time for the dinner party.

Jake had come home early as this was supposed to be his day off, and I had persuaded him to pose for me as I worked up a compositional design with him as my model.

He slouched back on an Adirondack style wooden chair, one leg down and the other drawn up and bent, a coast guard red float hanging on one arm with his red shorts draped over the back. His right arm was up with a hand lazily shading his eyes as he gazed off in the distance. The finished painting would transform the Adirondack chair into a Lifeguard tower, with beach and a suggestion of boardwalk and buildings behind.

He wore his new speedos, a much skimpier design then the old Lifeguard speedos. These were truly string sided bikini briefs, and his big cock barely fit in the pouch. The speedos also had no lining and his absolutely nothing of that magnificent monster Jake had between his muscular thighs. With one leg down, the vision and pose were sexy as hell.

I was wearing a see-through mesh thong, for Jake’s benefit of course, though we were all allowed to go around naked in the house. As I just mentioned, Dan and Jake had finally decreed on relaxing their rules for each other, allowing one another to be naked with other men. I guess even they realized the clothing boundary was hardly working. That allowed us all to relax and let it all hang out. I wasn’t complaining!

But Jake and I still hadn’t fucked, dammit. Ok he’d been inside me until I was distracted by not having a condom, but that had been just a fucking nasty tease! Much though I was falling for my roommate and housemate, Patrick, (while keeping my other boyfriend Tom), both Patrick and I shared a growing lust for big hunky Jake and his huge cock, and we often talked about it while fucking each other silly. Ok, yes, Patrick continued to fuck me. I could top but did it rarely, and Patrick was a great top but probably equally a bottom. I knew he wanted me inside him, and I was gonna, I was... I was just loving his cock in me a bit too much. Sorta like an addiction you just quite can't lay down. Really, we were as close as I figured I was ever going to get to getting a soulmate and fit one another beautifully.  Part of being soul mates lay in the fact that we were both cheerful sluts! I mean, Dan had even told us were both both sluts, joking of course, and Pat and I had responded in stereo, “And your point is?”

Dan had gone into gales of laughter at that one. It was pretty funny at the time, I had to admit, though you had to be there.

I had had Dan, a number of times, now, just blow jobs, really, more of those massages Jake would encourage Dan to give me that went a little overboard.

Patrick confessed that he and Dan had gotten it on. Dan, ironically put up a fuss about trying to be monogamous with Jake far more than Jake did, but Dan had had me in the shower now, more than once, and at least twice in my bed when Patrick was out.

He just could not resist my charms. My bestie loved me! More than once it was with Jake right next door in the third bedroom, doing whatever in his office! I figured jake was watching porn in there, because he often sported a huge hard on and looked a bit dazed when leaving his office.

Dan could be intense, and act like a prude, but he also had a really hard time saying no, to which I say, “YAY!”

Patrick had confessed under tickle torture to fucking Dan once, out by the pool while Jake was at work. The only thing Patrick and I hadn’t done with Dan was do it together with me or Jake. Sigh.

But we would. Oh yes, we would, Muahahah!

Where was I? Oh yes. Back to Jake posing for me. Woof!

“Mm, Jake, that is looking good. Would you mind plumping up your cock just a little more. I’d like to capture the tease of it almost escaping those speedos," I purred, seductively.

Jake chuckled and blew me a kiss. “It won’t take much for that to happen,” he said in the lazy bass voice of his. "Yesterday, I got a hard on at the beach over some hotty, making out with his boyfriend, only about fifteen feet from my chair tower. And then some girl in my section screamed and pointed to someone floundering in the water. No time to cool my hard dick, I had to get up and run, with my hard on wagging stiff in full view all the way to the water. Luckily everyone was looking where the girl was pointing and I sort of held my float over my crotch as I ran.”

“Oh wow” I said grinning, “what was wrong with the guy floundering?” I asked, picturing the scene, particularly Jake running with an exposed erection.

“It was the girl’s mother. The stupid bitch was drunk off her ass and disoriented in the surf.” Jake shook his head, disgusted. “She grabbed my cock under water. Jeez.”

I had to giggle, and he gave me a glare. “Wasn’t funny.”

“Well, I for one love the new speedos you guys’ wear. Woof!” I said and Jake grinned. His muscles flexed a little bit as he preened under my gaze and my cock jumped in my thong. “Well, it wasn’t funny,” He insisted again, “But at least that fat bag made my cock go down so I could get back to my chair tower without arresting myself for indecency.”

“So, plump it up a little for me, jake?” I asked, my eyes on his bulge.

Jake chuckled but did as I asked, petting himself as his eyes met mine, enjoying my admiration. His bicep flexed, along with his pecs as he casually teased himself.

His bulge visibly grew until it looked like his cock would push up out of the skimpy suit any second, but I didn’t want that. I wanted the tease of it, a hair short of pornographic eroticism.

“Ok perfect, I said.”

Jake removed his hand back to his pose and I sketched quickly, taking a phone shot as well. This was going to be a very erotic painting.

I got up and maintaining my angle of view and approached him carefully and took another phone shot of his face and neck.

“Very good.” I said and moving closer put a hand on his lowered leg. We need to open this leg just a little,” I said stroking the thigh. Jake smirked and opened the leg.

“Mm, Jake, you know I want to taste you,” I said, my eyes glued to his cock in those speedos.

He grinned. “I’d like that, Alex, you know I would, man. You’re so sexy, but I am trying to be good for Dan.”

“You are good. You’re too good,” I groaned.

“What do you mean by that?” He asked, not stopping me as I ran a hand up his thigh to brush it over his distended bulge.

Oh yes, Jake loved to flaunt himself and tease me. He was getting harder, I noticed.

“Ever since that spat you and Dan had about you and I stroking each other over dinner that first day when I moved in, Dan has relaxed. He doesn’t mind getting almost naked with Patrick and me or kissing us, or maybe a little more.” I said and Jake tensed. “No sex” I slightly lied as he looked a little alarmed, “just really hot affectionate cuddling.” I added quickly. “But you, Jake, it's like a major tug of war to get you to relax and have a little fun. I am still aching to feel you inside me,” I said as my hands released him from his speedos, watching it swing up over his eight pack. God what a big beauty. My hands could not resist circling that shaft and slowly stroking him.

Jake grinned sexily, his pelvis rising a little hunching off the chair into my roving hands. “And nothing I want more then to fuck your spectacular ass, sexy, but … I value my marriage and I want Dan to be happy. He won’t be happy if I cheat on him, even with you and Patrick.” Jakes voice grew husky as he spoke, since both my hands were around his cock, stroking it.

“Fuck your sexy, Alex. I want you; you know I do, baby, but not yet. Dan and I are still chasing the monogamy dream. I don’t want to spoil that. Jake humped up into my stroking hands and I bent toward him, wanting to take that fat baby into my mouth and try to deep throat it. "I mean… once we go down that road, can we ever get back to it?” Jake husked.

 “Why would you ever want to?” I moaned.

As if that question was a trigger, Jake laughed softly and sat up. “Am I done modeling for the day?”

I hmphed, looking at him. “Oh, I suppose!”

“Good, because it won’t be long till Dan pokes his nose out here asking for help setting up for dinner. Come on, lets cool off.”

“If you insist,” I sighed, rolling my eyes.

Jake just laughed, got up, shoving his cock back down as he stepped out of the shed and dove into the pool.

I put my sketch pad away, growled to myself at my frustration. I knew I was being an unreasonable sex pig, but it did not change a thing. I wanted Jake. I wanted that big ten-inch pole stretching my hole, not just dipping into it, but deep and hard and over and over, and soon!

My eyes watched his progress across the aqua colored water until he got out on the other side, his physique, glistening with water in the sun. He turned and his speedos were transparent and clinging like a lover to every vein and bump of his cock. Fuck! How could the beach patrol haul in anyone for public indecency when the Lifeguards were wearing that? Nope, not complaining! Not me.