“It’s a beautiful day.” I looked around and realized we were completely covered in his backyard from the neighbours. Darren stood staring at me, and I couldn’t help but look him up and down. At 6’2” with that body, he looked like a model staring at me, his clean-shaven face already darkened from the summer. I looked down at his feet on the concrete, then up his big solid legs, and then his bulge.
Their front door opened and there stood Darren. He had a loose-fitting tee that displayed his big biceps and chest, and a pair of faded jeans that showed off his round ass beautifully. He was bare foot, knowing how much I loved this look on him. His eyes found mine right away. The smile that appeared on his face I knew was just for me as he greeted my bouncing kids and wife.
We didn’t move, didn’t even stir for the entire time we slept. When I slowly started to regain consciousness, I was still on my side, Darren’s 6’2” body still covering my 5’9” frame completely, his leg still in between mine, his arms still wrapped around me. I involuntarily moved a bit, and I could hear his breathing change, and his leg stretched out a bit and his arms came alive.
"Dude, I told you I'm not gay." Charlie said as he sat up and stared me up and down really hard, it almost scared me for a second. That Cuban machismo attitude, along with that manly scent, I wanted Charlie so bad but I had to play it cool if I was going to get him to stay the night with me, and sleep in the same bed.
Darren answered the door with a giant hello and started playfully attacking my kids, making them giggle and snort in delight as they jumped all over him. I wanted to do the same. He was wearing jeans, and an undone dark blue thick buttoned-down shirt that made his blue eyes pop. Even though it was winter, he was barefoot. How was I going to keep my hands off him with my family around?
I loved talking to Darren. The sound of his voice on the phone made me hard instantly. And when he ended our first conversation on the phone a few days after our backseat romp with “I love you man” I was hooked completely. After four days with only just hearing his voice, I was dying to see him again. And when I did, he had a little surprise for our next rendezvous.
A smile came across my face as I waited, hoping he would send a message back immediately. I had met Darren and his family in the Dominican at the resort we stayed at over Christmas and New Year’s. Darren was a big muscle hunk, towering over me at 6’2” with a sculpted thick muscled physique, a big tribal tattoo across his shoulder, nice blue eyes, and now he wanted me all to himself. I did too.
The start of the New Year was our last full day at the resort. I woke up happier than I had been in years. My family was surrounding me, and I could still smell Darren on me as I laid in bed. After less than a week, this big muscle man had come into my life when I least expected it and turned my world around once again.
I was already planning ahead. I needed to slow down. But looking up at his handsome face, those blue eyes, I was already melting. He looked at me for a bit, neither one of us saying anything, until he broke the silence. “Follow me.” He said quietly, putting his coffee cup down and standing up suddenly, starting to walk towards the restaurants. I wondered where he was going.
For years, Cole's big bro Reece and their hot cocky jock cousin Danny have had their own holiday celebrations away from the rest of the family. Cole's grown up fast, and he's been wanting to be part of it. He's always had kind of an idea what they get up to on their own... but now he's finally been invited to join the Big Boys' Table, he's about to find out it's even more than he imagined.
His right hand rubbed his leg casually, and then he moved it onto the cushion, and slowly slid it backwards, up his thigh to where my left hand was resting. He slowed down as it brushed against my hand resting on the cushion, my fingers feeling the palm of his hand first as it slowly glided over top. Then his pinky finger lifted up and traced over top of mine. My insides were pounding.
The year I turned 35 we decided to take the kids to an all-inclusive vacation in the Dominican. It was over the Christmas break – the perfect time to escape the extended family and chill. And the perfect time for me to stop yearning for men. Or at least try. Until I spotted him. Standing out against the crowd. Big. Muscular. Smooth. Tribal tattoo on his shoulder. But who was scoping out who?
Kyle keeps crossing boundaries in his quest to become more masculine and get more out of life. He is experiencing things he never thought about and pleasures he had never imagined!
A couple older and younger brothers are alone house sitting for their parents Miles away from any possible action. Two jocks horny and alone what could go wrong?