Falling off the Edge

Thanks for the all the commentary on these stories. As I admitted a little while back, searching for a path forward for my sexy men, hasn’t been easy. And some of you are absolutely correct. I have used the older “My Island Story as a sort of goal post to connect up to. Sometimes writer’s block is something one has to smash through and nail down in order to get to the good stuff again. At present, yes, there isn’t a lot of actual “Edging” going on, but at times relationships don’t always have that feeling, and I know many of you may miss that. But then, when characters grow on you, and you really get to know them, then hopefully the edgings that come their way again, are that much hotter. Which is why I called these, “Falling OFF the edge.”

I know some of you hope for Dan and Jake to hold onto their marriage. Maybe they will, or maybe, if it fails for now, someday, what they had may rekindle. In every end there are new beginnings. Please be patient, swim along with me, and I promise you the edgings will return.

(Just so you all know, I am slowly editing the “My Island” book with its seven and more chapters to fit whatever adjustments I have to make to eventually connect things up. So don’t feel trapped. I’m not. Lol Enjoy!

(Oh , and speaking of connections, the principle character of the My Island series is here NOW!!!!…)

 

CASS

As my father mother was on a trip in NICE France with one of her new boyfriends and couldn’t care less about Thanksgiving, and I’d found out my Dad was swamped with his new resort development off the Florida Keys, I had to figure out what to do for the holiday.

I’d been thinking of just going down to Dad’s resort, anyway, enjoying the sun and the beach, when my cousin Alex called asking if I would like to visit him, instead. We had attended the same college, being only a year apart, and we’d never lost the best friend relationship of our early years.

I said, “Well, I don’t know what I am doing for Thanksgiving. I’m not sure.”

That was a mistake. Alex pounced, “Your what? You're not sure when you know I am now going to invite you? Why don’t you just say, “Well Alex, I guess I am coming to visit you!”

“Don’t you have a boyfriend you're always telling me about on Facebook?” I countered.

“Well one guy… never mind, it’s complicated. We have a big place here with plenty of room. Come on, you’ll have a great time and I miss you.”

“You sure I wouldn’t be imposing…”

“Not a bit! Look I even have frequent flier miles. I know I could get you a free plane trip. Ya gotta do it! You can do it! Come on, cousin! You know you want to.” His voice went from near manic to cooingly seductive in a second.

My artistic and beautiful cousin Alex was a bit whacky, spacy, silly, an air head with a heart of gold, and just a bit flighty. But he would be a blast to spend a short vacation with and I intended to take off not just four days, but couple of months all the way to Spring Break. I was finishing an absolutely useless degree in English Lit with a minor, Theatre Studies, and only had a final project, to write a one man play and act it to graduate. Lucky for me the two professors had agreed the one project would fit both credits.

Maybe I would find some inspiration in Rehoboth beach, right?

“Ohhhh, wellll, okayyy.” I drew out and heard a very unmanly scream at the other end.

Just a few days later, I arrived at the Philadelphia Airport, and stepped through the terminal gate to find my cous, golden blond and gorgeous, standing with a huge grin beside a larger a bit older man with a leonine mane of tawny blond hair, broad shouldered, built like a pro football player with a deep bronze tan and a sexy as hell smile with blue eyes that went right to my crotch.

Wearing, as I was, skintight white jeans, I knew the big hunk could see the shape of my cock slung over to the right and a bit down my thigh. I was commando, of course, and I felt myself twitch at his obvious ogling.

But of course, the game was, if you were a dominant, to look all you wanted and for a sub like me to pretend it wasn’t making my blood rush to where it wasn’t.

Besides this was Alex’s new bf, if I was not mistaken.

Alex took a short run and was in my arms, giving me a big kiss! I mmuuahed him back as his laugh filled the area.

“You look amazing!” he half yelled, and I spanked his butt. He had on tight faded blue slim cut jeans himself and looked scrumptious.

“Your look edible yourself, cousin.” I teased as the BF strolled up and commandingly took my suit computer case and carry-on bag in hand, with an impressively balls rumbling basso voice. "Hey, nice to meet ya."

“Cass, this is Mike Scott, Captain of the Beach Patrol at Rehoboth Beach, and my boyfriend. Mike, Cass Alexander.” You had to hand it to Alex’s upbringing. He knew how to introduce people, properly.

Mike Scott put down my bag in order to grip my wrist and shake my arm with a warm smile. As he went for the bag again, my eyes follow the move down to his black denim jeans and swallowed involuntarily. Was that a log down his thigh or what? FUCK!

It was hard to take my eyes off that studly body. The curve of those pecs in that tight light blue jersey, the way the shirt stretched over major biceps… and those abs visible beneath that tight shirt.

I didn’t have any other luggage, as I commonly traveled light. Couple pairs of jeans two sweaters like the black one I was wearing, and a tan leather jacket. I also had thongs and speedos, I used as underwear when I wore underwear, which was seldom and couple pair of boxer briefs, but they took up very little room.

The three of us went out to the parking shuttle pick up and soon were riding out to the car, a Hummer of all the gas guzzling things owned by Mike, of course. Typical big muscle guy driving a muscle vehicle. 

Without knowing my thoughts, Mike quickly disabused me of my critical misjudgement.

Getting in the car he turned it on ... and I heard nothing.

“Didn’t start?” I asked, wondering, now what?

But he merely backed up the big vehicle, moved a gear and we were soundlessly off.

“Going to have to stop at a recharge station just outside the airport before we can really get going. I had this baby’s engine out and the electric motor installed, but the batteries don’t quite get this big baby more than 200 miles before recharging," he said, instantly becoming my hero. “There are some new batteries coming out I can cram into her, that will about double the mileage. But hey, it’s only another twenty to thirty minutes and we will be on our way.”

“Hey I am not complaining. Thanks for picking me up.”

“No problem,” he said, his basso voice triggering a startling amount of tingling under my balls.

We were all on the front seat, with me in the middle, so I had to struggle not to look down at that log tucked down the inside of his right thigh.

Alex squeezed my right thigh and insisted, “This is going to be so great. We are staying, at least for a few days, in the big new house my best friends have moved into, and with you that will be six of us.”

“Six?’

“Yup, Dan, Jake, you know I told you about them, the couple who wanted me to be a third.”

“Oh?”

“They still do and he still is.” Mike rumbled and chuckled. “Cept I have snared him away for my own.” Mike added and his right hand reached across me to give Alex’s thigh a squeeze.

Alex just giggled and continued, “The house has like, seven big bedroom suites, and we’ll be using four, unless …” Alex blushed.

Mike snorted and laughed, “I’m guessing what my Alex wants to say is for you to snuggle up with the two of us.”

“Mike!” Alex gasped, but then added, “I mean, if you want too.” His hand on my thigh moved up onto my bulge.

Did I neglect to tell you, the reader, that Alex and I had been more than kissing cousin’s in high school and college? Yup, guess I did. Well, it seemed Mike knew all about that, and I could tell from the expression in his dark blue eyes that, he was not at all averse to adding me to their bedroom tumbles.

Wellllll, okayyyyy.

“You mentioned six guys.” I said, once my head came out of the dazed rising pleasure at the thought of a Mike and Alex sandwich with me in the middle.

“Aww yeah, I didn't mention Keen. He's the new. super-hot sexy finance officer for the Gay resort hotel, Dan owns. Dan and he are… very close and, well Jake, who is really cool, doesn’t seem to mind, so…”

“So, you invited me to join a three-day, six-way orgy, is that what you're saying?” I teased as we pulled into a large gas station with a row of charge stations at one end.

“Could beeee.” Alex suggested, trying and failing to sound and look innocent.

As Mike pulled the hummer into the last charger in the row, he rumbled out, “Not so sure about that. My baby’s eyes are bigger than his ass hole.”

That surprised a guffaw out of me, before he went on, kind of seriously as he pulled a leather jacket out of the back seat and put it on. “I am not so sure about Dan and Jake and how open they really are, despite all recent developments. Jake is a really good friend of mine, and I don’t want to see him hurt and I suspect some of this is harder on him then he lets on. But yeah, no doubt the six of us could get nice and friendly.”

“I feel like I am on a blind orgy.” I said, not having ever met these other three men they were talking about.

Alex gave me a strange look and then said. “Who said any one of us was blind?”

I looked at Mike and he looked back at me. Then we both cracked up as he closed the door on us, which was a good thing as it was damn cold.

As the hummer was recharging Alex and I pulled on jackets and the three of us went on into the gas station mini mart. There was a built in MacDonalds, and we all sat down to enjoy some burgers and fries.

Mike and Alex sat across from me, talking about how they met. How things had progressed, Alex going on and on about every detail. I’d learned before that his artist eye gave him an almost photographic memory, without a lot of filters. So, as I sat there, Alex went into great detail about his first experience with Mike’s huge cock.

The whole time he talked about it, Mike’s eyes smoldered across the table at me and all I could think was, “oh boy but Alex has a handful on his hands.

Mike got up from the table first, telling us to take our time as he wanted to go check on the charge. When he got up, I had to blink at the obvious erection stretching long and thick across his crotch. I didn’t miss his smirk, and I knew he caught me looking.

When he was gone, Alex giggled softly, looking so cute, his dimples framing that mouth, his bright blue eyes lit with mischief.

“Yeah, I saw you looking. He is hot and fuck he is huge. Maybe I will even let you enjoy that big cock up your ass, cous..”

I quickly shook my head. “That would take some major ass training and you know I’ve always been more of a top.”

“That’s because your nearly as big as he is.” Alex accused with a snigger.

“Oh hell no. Even through his jeans I can tell that has to be, what a foot, and thick as hell.” (of course, this was not helping me cool down, talking about Aled’s sexy man’s big cock.)

“Eleven and a half, ok yeah very close to a foot. Maybe a bit more, even, with a cock ring on and, really excited. But damn, Cass, the way that thing rubs the prostate. I see stars every damn time.”

“And I am sure your hot sexy ass feels just as good to him….” I paused. “Besides, call me old fashioned, but I’ve had enough nookie in college to last a lifetime. I think I am wanting to find someone special just for me, yanno?”

I said that but winked at him at the same time.

Alex pouted cutely. “Well, you can’t have me. I am taken, and though I love you to bits, Cassy baby, and though I am a slut, I admit it, something about Mike has me really, really hard. I try not to be clingy but it's like, I don’t want to have him out of my sight for a minute.”

I just stared at Alex. “Wow, that is a change.”

“I know, I know. I never see a big bulge I don’t want to blow.” We both giggled.

“But really, this time".... He shrugged and looked sort of abashed at himself, but I could see by the way he glanced at the exit from the restaurant that he was a goner. I had to sigh, secretly wishing that for myself. I was just starting out in life, but the truth was I had had a lot of hot roomies and lovers in college, bouncing from one to the next, and I was probably just really lucky I hadn’t caught some STDs on the way. Maybe I was surprised to admit it to Alex, but it really was true. I didn’t want to just be a play toy to another couple, even if I really loved Alex and found his new Boh to be fucking hot… I wanted to resist the urge, this time anyway.

“Well, Cass,” Alex said, getting serious. “If anything, you’ve become even more beautiful since I saw you last. That platinum blond hair, those pale blue eyes, those lips, that chiseled jaw, that amazing body, that brilliant mind of yours, and that ten inch plus dong YOU have. And you’re the sweetest guy I know. You're sure to find someone.”

He reached across and squeezed my hand. “Come on, let's use the bathroom and then scooch. I can’t wait for you to meet the guys.”

Once back at the truck, I quietly made sure Alex had the middle seat, so as to keep me from temptation, namely Captain Mike Scott and that mouthwatering bulge he was displaying.

To give the man credit and maturity, I know he caught my maneuver, but he only displayed a slight crook to his mouth and a slightly lifted brow and said not a word.

Ah older men. Ya gotta lovem!