Ch. . 44 Holy Shit, Now What?

We always get through these obstacles, right? 

Hi guys,
Some interesting news came my way since my last Chapter posting; my wife texted me from work, (I rarely see her in the morning), and said she and Ellen had some new ideas about our coming vacation together. (Side Bar: My wife remains nameless only for clarification in the journal, anytime you see the name Ellen, that’s Larry’s wife, otherwise, it’s just my wife when it comes to me.) The wives want to discuss their new ideas tonight with Larry and me after dinner. She also said if Larry and I wanted to BBQ something for dinner, they’d provide everything else for us, or we could all just go out for dinner, they didn’t care. I told her I’d text Larry to see where his head was and get back to her.

From the tone of her text, we have nothing to fear; the whole thing seemed upbeat and maybe something we’d like to hear. So, I don’t have much to tell him in a text, other than, BBQ by us or dine out tonight. He’s just going to throw it back at me anyway, so I chose BBQ as my suggestion, but I’m okay with going out as well if he’s not up to it.

When I text him about stuff like this, it’s very generic, no ‘Babe talk’, but I will call him ‘Bro’ or ‘Buddy’. The girls have heard us use those terms for years, nothing sexual in that! (🤪) These texts are not deleted, we need evidence that we do text each other, if the phones get into their hands. If everything was deleted, all the time; what are we hiding? We think that’s smart, but we’re guys, what the fuck do we know about the female mind!

When Larry finally got back to me, he threw it back in my court as I thought he would, he didn’t care one way or the other; however, he did mention that my BBQ and pool were in the same area, ‘just saying!’ I sent him a Laugh Emoji 😂 back to him; now it’s up to me to pick. I decided not to think about it anymore, my fucking work was piling up on my desk, I’ve got to go back to work now! But a thought popped into my head, get something delivered for dinner. I’ll think about it.

CUT TO LATER IN THE AFTERNOON 

What a quick dip will do for ya!

On a ‘coffee break’ let’s get real Marc, it was a, ‘quick dip in the pool and a few laps, Coffee break’. I figured that delivered food was out because that’s too much work deciding, BBQ was out because I’d need to shop for the meat, so Dining Out won. You’d be surprised at what a ‘quick dip in the pool’ can do for making decisions. 😜 However, if I play my cards right, and of course I will, we could bring dessert home and have it served on our patio, which is close to the pool. How can I forget my birthday night when everyone just stripped and got in! That’s two yummies in one! 😋😋

I decided to pick someplace where it’s quiet, and then the girls can tell us what they are thinking about. But my little brain is horny and can’t get past naked swimming tonight. And then a little grab here and there, who knows; hopefully, the girls leave the pool before we do tonight. Larry better not go home early though! Now I’m wondering, will the time ever come, when we both get boners just being naked together and our wives are still in the pool! I guess we can tell them how much seeing them ‘nude’ (gender specific term), in the pool with us, got us excited! They’d buy that, right? Let’s hope we don’t have to find that out, huh! 

I still get a kick out of how the wives are never ‘naked’, only ‘nude’, but Larry and I are only ‘naked’. It just seems funny to me, it doesn’t mean anything, but it does make my wife cringe if I use the word ‘naked’ when talking about how the two of them swim in our pool. Obviously, I’ve learned not to piss her off on that, that is, if we want them to continue swimming that way with us and allow us to do so too.

CUT TO THE CONVERSATION, (NOT ABOUT THE DINNER)

I really don’t like talking about stuff that’s not going to give me a boner or add to the story. So, dinner was okay, nothing to mention except it was a good choice to eat dinner, quiet tonight. However, it was good for listening to what the girls had to say. I assume you’d like to know, huh? Of course, you do, because me and my Babe will be affected, right?

Here goes. A decision was made without our input; the girls had a change of heart on the Lake Tahoe house. I’ll try to give you some of their thoughts without a ton of dialogue. (Dialogue is a bitch to write, all those quotes and he said, she said. However, if I think it’s important, I’ll write it that way.)

They told us the Tahoe House was going to cost us a fortune; money the girls would rather spend in the Casinos and Shows. And then they figured, to save on additional expenses we’d be eating in the house, at the least, a couple times a day. Of course, that means cooking and cleaning too, which they thought would land on their shoulders. They are not crazy about how either one of us clean, ‘guy clean’ does not equal ‘girl clean’ to them! (There’s a good reason for that, you do know, right? Think about it before you ask.) Larry was the first to speak and said he understood, but he was looking forward to some fishing and that I mentioned a trip to Reno to see the Harrah Auto Collection too. However, he’s good with whatever the group wants. I didn’t add much but backed up what he said by saying, “what he said, and I was looking forward to seeing the Harrah Collection too.” (Are you surprised at how little I had to say? I do know when to shut the fuck up at times!) However, I made sure they understood, I knew what they were saying about a vacation that was more work than vacation for them. (I got considerable Brownie Points for that, and I’m planning on using them too!)

What I did say was, “So, give us what you decided to do instead.” Whatever it was, their eyes lit up almost as Larry’s does naturally. “What do you guys think about a cruise?” Fucking Yay! What the fuck did I say weeks ago! I fucken love cruising, what’s not to love? You get pampered, entertained non-stop, fed, rooms cleaned a couple of times a day, fucken chocolate on the pillow at night, do I need to go on? Okay I will, gambling at sea, great casinos, swimming pools up the Yin Yang ☯️ (sorry if that was racist. I’m not sure I really know what that phrase means anyway), and more food places than any human needs. Okay, I think I’m done, unless I think of something else.

Larry was on board with it immediately, the four of us have cruised two other times together, he knows the benefits too. So, he asked where they wanted to go, I hoped it wasn’t the Caribbean, it’s too damn hot and humid there in the Summer. They both said it together, “Alaska!” That’s great, good time of year too; Larry’s happy, he was stationed at a Cutter Base in Ketchikan, Alaska for a while when he was in the Coast Guard and wants to go back for a visit. I’ve been there once before with my first wife; I think it’s a great choice of Summer destinations.

So, I asked them if we could still book a trip, so close to the departure dates, without purchasing inside staterooms. Yes, they did, and booked adjoining mini-suite staterooms with balconies mid-ship. Oh, I thought, and we are saving money here? They said they were able to get the deal they wanted and to trust them. Okay, my wife is a negotiator at work, I’m going to trust her.

They booked the NCL Joy for it’s last August departure. It’s one of their new ships. The four of us have cruised on the NCL Epic to the Caribbean a few years ago. We had adjoining staterooms too, and it was nice to be a knock knock away. We had a great time together, but we spent more couple time than Larry and Marcus time, on the cruise. We ate breakfast and dinner together, and went to the nightly shows together, but the rest of the time was less structured. Larry and I went to a couple of late-night comic shows, too raunchy for them, and one night at a Jazz Lounge. I could write a blog just about cruising, I guess. If this is what August is going to look like for us, you’ll probably read about some of it in the journal. The big change with this cruise, and you know it, the hot new couple is us Larry and me! Just finding a way to spend it together, will take some work, and some Bro ‘think-tank talk’ real soon!

Well that added a whole ‘sweet ‘n sour’ note to dinner for me. I don’t think the complete ramifications have hit Larry yet, he’s looking like someone who is reliving great experiences onboard a great cruise ship. That’s the sweet part, wait until the sour part hits him. If it doesn’t hit him, I’ll be sure to introduce my thoughts soon enough. I’m bad to the bone, huh?

WHAT A WAY TO FUCKEN SCREW WITH MY MIND

I had been working out in my mind on how Larry and I could find time together in Lake Tahoe, now I must start thinking about it all over again! This time we’ve got close to 5,000 passengers to deal with; so, other than a early morning stroll on deck, even then, people and staff are up and around doing things. Maybe if the girls are in the Casino plugging their Slot Machines, maybe we could get back to the stateroom for a while. However, the Room Stewards could pop in to straighten up the room. So put a ‘Do Not Makeup Room’ sign on the door or one on each adjoining stateroom door, that would keep the stewards away, but if the wives come back, they can get in, and will wonder why the signs were in use! Man, this is screwing with my fucken mind!

You know the last two cruises we went on with them, none of this thinking ever happened. Larry and I were best friends, buddies, but the two of us would have never tried anything with each other, nothing like what’s normal for us now. I don’t want to think how horny this is going to make us; with no legitimate way I can think of to help us out. My fantasy brain is telling me, this is simple, the women share one stateroom and the men share the other stateroom! My fantasy ‘little brain’ is cumming now with this thought; so, give it a minute to enjoy the moment, before any reality settles in!

Okay, back to the real reality; now I’m thinking I don’t want to ever cruise with them again! That’s sad and stupid, because all four of us are super close friends, and have great times together. Okay, that’s just knee-jerk thinking. So, I do my best to smile gleefully and agree this all sounds wonderful, while making sure that Larry is the only one looking at my eyes, and in ‘Eye Talk’, I let him know we need to talk, ASAP!

EYE TALK AT WORK HERE

My eyeball talk hit Larry eventually, and then I saw his expression change drastically. So, back to my eyeballs again, ‘don’t blow this’ was the message this time. Funny, I never thought eyeballs could do so much talking! He adjusted his smile and closed the talk on vacation while we were at the table. But he knows now what’s been going through my mind and is willing to meet up with me to discuss how we will handle this with our wives. We can’t let them know about our dilemma.

Maybe it’s our collective middle-age status or something out of my realm of thought, but a dinner out with the four of us means the wives will excuse themselves to the Ladies Room before the Dessert. It’s the only time Larry and I can talk privately. They excused themselves and left for the Ladies Room. Alone, I was going to asked him… but he knew exactly what I was thinking now. And out of his mouth came, “holly shit, now what?” A bad situation but wonderful that we can be on the same page now. I just told him we need to get some coffee time in soon and compare our thoughts. He just nodded his head in agreement. I told him, “you know, we had the best time together in the Caribbean a few years ago, and the most we ever did was get a hug goodnight!” And then the ‘Yeah buts’ came out and played. ‘Yeah but’ what if we can’t keep our hands off each other; and ‘Yeah but’ what about getting our time together? ‘Yeah but’ we are ‘grown-ass men’, we can make this work. (I was wondering how long it was going to take me to use Grown-Ass Men in a story once again.)

After dinner and the ride home, we parted company in my driveway. (No dessert tonight!) Hugs around, kisses too, but Larry and I were the last to hug for a good reason. Larry whispered into my ear, get your ass ready for me in the morning, I’m laying claim on it now!” I told him, “since when haven’t I been ready for you, but you better be ready for me too!” We both chuckled softly, and he said, I was a fucking copycat, but he loved me anyway! Then the little fucker stuck his tongue in my ear, knowing full well that’ll get me hard as a rock! I told him I loved him and of course he said it too, and since the girls were talking with their backs to us, I gave him an innocent kiss on the lips, to throw him off what my hand was about to do. We are ‘commando guys’ most of the time and tonight too. I could see the outline of his dick pressing against his shorts while we were seated at dinner; right now, his body hid what I was about to do from the wives view. I quickly slipped my left hand down into his shorts and pulled his dick up against his belly, I could feel him start to get hard. And then, in his ear, I told him I hope he enjoys his boner too! That’ll teach him to try to give me a boner in front of the wives! Don’t think for a minute we both didn’t enjoy what just happened between us. 

It’s been confirmed, tomorrow morning we will go for coffee and see what the nighttime gives us. (I don’t have a lot of hope. Sorry guys, I’m stuck right now, I hope he can come up with something this time.)

BACK IN MY HOUSE MY BABE SENDS ME A TEXT

Larry told me he was just not up for a late-night date with me tonight, he had an early start of the day. I texted him back, not a problem, I got to sit next to him at the table and enjoyed the view. I didn’t tell him I could see his dick outline though. I did tell him it was nice to see him live instead of on my iPhone! And then I added some laugh emojis. 😅😂 But he did say, once the wives are both off to work in the morning, he’ll come over to meet me in my pool. Wow, that’s a new one; so, I said to him. “Why not, let’s change it up a bit, huh?” That’s fucken fine with me, I’m all into that! I told him to text me when he leaves the house in the morning and I’ll head outside to join him. He texted back, “Will do, I love you Babe!” That was nice to see, so I texted back, “Goodnight Babe, I love you more!” “Nope, I’m the one who loves you more!” That was a mistake, because now we are one upping each other about who loves who more! I ended it with two things, if he didn’t let me win, I was going to come over and put my dick someplace warm in him, and I didn’t care where! He texted back the kiss emoji 😘, and said to rest up for the morning, okay? Okay! And the other thing I told him was to definitely delete this text thread! He told me he was way ahead of me on this tonight! So, I couldn’t resist, I texted him the last text, with “Nope, I love you more!” And then I immediately deleted the text thread. Do you think I was being an asshole? Nah, I bet he was in the middle of his next text, one upping me too. Tomorrow morning will be warm, as it has been for weeks now, so, the swim will be nice, especially having him with me too.

ANOTHER RESTLESS NIGHT FOR ME

Another sleepless night thinking

It doesn’t take much to fuck with my head if I think I’ll be with my Babe soon. Thinking about the cruise problems and being alone with him, kept me from sleeping soundly, I woke up several times, checking the alarm clock every time. I even got up and peed twice, I figured I’m fucken awake I might as well go pee too. So, I’d get an hours rest and back to awake again. Son of a Bitch! I figured my wife’s alarm would be going off soon, so I just laid on my back, played with my dick to see how long it would take to get hard. What can I tell you, it was a fucked-up night, but it didn’t take long for me to get hard. And then I told myself I was a shithead for doing this when I’ll be seeing him soon. Finally, both of my brains, little and large took over the agreement, that I was a stupid asshole for playing with my dick. So, I told both brains “Shut the fuck up, I’ll keep my hand off my dick if they would just shut up!” It worked; I didn’t think about that anymore. But now it’s minutes away from my wife’s alarm going off, so I told myself, once she’s up and in the bathroom, I’ll get up and make a big pot of coffee and fill her travel mug to go as well. She will be surprised that I was up early. I’ll give her the standard, just work on my mind, and couldn’t sleep. I might have to come up with something new soon, I’ve used this excuse a lot lately.

I covered my naked ass with some of my silky underwear and headed for the kitchen. Made a pot of coffee and waited for it to finish dripping sitting in a chair at the kitchen nook table. I was successful at not thinking about Larry coming over soon, but I started up again on the cruise dilemma I predicted last night. I’m still at a loss here, I’m hoping he had an idea or two while he was in bed last night. In about 15 minutes my wife joined me in the kitchen. I had a cup of coffee poured for her, and two slices of dark Rye Toast buttered, her usual. Well, wasn’t she surprised, but she figured something was up since I wasn’t in bed snoring away. That earned me a very nice kiss good morning, minty toothpaste fresh too! She said, maybe I should have more restless nights so she could enjoy her breakfast being made for her. I told her I filled her travel mug too. She knew I was restless last night; I woke her up a few times. She said, I should try to resolve whatever is going on at work so I could sleep at night. “Yeah, I know, it’s more complicated than that.” Was what I told her, she said she figured, but I was a great negotiator and if I put my mind to it, it would get resolved. Man, does she know me or what! It’s a good thing she doesn’t really know everything about me, huh? In a while I got a kiss goodbye, see you after work, and make something cool to eat for dinner, okay. It’s been so hot lately. I told her I’d work out something to please her. “See you later, drive careful.”

I finished my coffee inside, facing the window towards the pool area. And then I thought, why not make some cinnamon rolls to share with Larry. I had some Pillsbury Grands Cinnamon Rolls in the refrigerator, so I turned on the oven and got the rolls ready. Apparently, since Larry is not here yet, Ellen was taking more time to get ready for work than normal, so the cinnamon rolls was a good idea. Twenty or so minutes later, rolls are done but still no Larry. But then I look out once more and he’s in my pool now! I head outside by going through my office; ditch my boxers in my office first and head outside to my deck. This time, no grower cock showing, I was ready for him, and he acknowledged it too! “Nice dick, Babe!” “The better to serve you Babe!” We both laughed, and I told him to get out of the pool and join me on the deck for coffee and rolls. I also told him to

Come out and help me

grab a couple of towels out of the towel bin to put on the wooden chairs. I hung around long enough to watch him climb out of the pool, but he had to go to the covered patio to get the towels. I checked his ass out as he walked away, I gave him a cat whistle and he wiggled his ass for me. After the view, I went back inside to get coffee and a plate of warm rolls with icing. 

Larry was placing the towels on the deck chairs at the same time I was finished bringing out the food. After covering the chairs, he came in for his hug and kiss. He was like me showing a dick with lots interest for action, but the kissing sprung his dick up fast! We had to separate a bit to let it rise to his belly, mine nested nicely under his balls, once I put it there. After we got all settled in, we just stood there hugging, but I think he was trying to dry off his hairy chest and belly on me! [I’m just saying, Larry!] Man, I’ve got to admit, our hugs now are nothing like the ones we had for all those prior years! 

I told Larry, maybe we should break up the love fest before the coffee and rolls got cold! We did, but not before he slapped my naked left ass cheek hard, “Ouch, what the fuck was that for?” “For telling me when I could stop hugging you!” “Shit that fucken hurt man, and I bet it’s going to leave a welt mark!” “Marcus, man up, that was just a love tap!” “Love tap my fucken ass! That stung, well, it almost did sting a little bit.” “Really, sting huh?” “Well, I don’t have all that insulating hairy ass cushion you have!” “Yeah, but I like the way it sounds when I slap your naked ass meat!”  “Well, you sound like a thud with all that hair!” “You would too if you grew some manly ass hair back there!” “Yeah, like that’s going to happen!” “Are you fucken through complaining yet?” I just looked at him, kind of funny, and we just broke out laughing. I told him I owed him one, and he won’t know when it’s coming too! Too bad he won’t feel it like I do though!

“Come on, I made these rolls from scratch!” “And, you’re a fucken lier too, I know canned rolls when I see them!” “Well, I had to turn on the oven, spray the pan, take them out of the tube, put them in the pan, bake them in the oven, wait for the done alarm, and put icing on them too.” “Okay, I guess that counts as scratch in our world!” “Fucking right, it does!” So, we sat quietly and drank coffee and ate my rolls. There were 5 rolls in the tube, and I told Larry he should have the fifth roll, no problem, and it was gone in a minute! A few burps later, a furry belly rub or two, and a sitting on my balls adjustment by me, and I think we were ready to talk. 

The table does obscure the view 

I told him, “but first move your chair out some, the table is obscuring my view!” He said he was sorry and moved the chair! And then he started laughing, I’m not laughing, why is he’s laughing, I tell him, “you’re laughing at me, what’s wrong with me?” He said he wasn’t laughing at me; he was laughing at us. And before I could ask why, he volunteered, “Marc you one-upped me once again! I was going to tell you to move for the same reason! You aren’t the only one here that is enjoying the view!” Now I laughed with him, I thought maybe there was something wrong with the way I looked, or something. I told him, “Babe I see you almost all of the time in clothes, when we get coffee, eat out, wherever, always clothes.” He said, “well thank God for that! Who would want to see this, (pointing to you know where), naked?” “Oh, I know that one! Me!” “Well, of course you! Horny Marcus would; and you better too!” “No problem there baby, no problem at all!” Ha ha, got to love horny Bros!

“So, Babe, please tell me you thought about how we will handle the cruise.” I told him I had a restless night and for the first time, I had nothing! Okay, I know mocking when I hear it, and from the mouth of my Babe, “the Great and Powerful Marcus of Oz, has nothing!” “Yeah, well Bite me!” He noticed the changes in me, old Marcus is not quite in charge right now, so he said he was only kidding me, so stop acting like him! Okay that got a laugh from me, he put himself down to bring me up. “Okay, don’t Bite me!”

Larry said this talk was going shrink his dick back down if we didn’t stop! I told him; don’t worry I’ll take care of that in a while! “So, please tell me you have an idea or two, huh? After all, you’ve heard eight years of my wacky ideas, maybe some part of me rubbed off on you?” He got up from his chair and said, get up and hug me first. Of course, I did, that’s some of the good stuff we share. He raised both of his arms and placed his hands on each side of my head, and made sure we had good eye contact, and said, “don’t we always come out on top of things that look insurmountable?” And then he said, “listen to me sounding like Marcus, see you did rub off on me!” And then he said there’s only one answer, “Always!” He gave me a real kiss and sat back down. Then he told me we better solve this soon, because he has a date with my ass, he booked it last night, remember!

MY BABE HAS AN IDEA, ONE UP ON ME

This is what my brilliant Babe came up with, I’m not sure when he came up with it, but it’s way better than the nothing I came up with! “So, here’s what we do on the cruise, we spend every waking minute with them, always by their side, get in between the two of them, every chance we get.” “So how does that solve our problem?” “Think about Marcus, how would we feel if they did that to us?” “Oh, you nasty devil, you! Annoy them to the point they push us away! They get time together and we do too! That might work! And, if it doesn’t, our dicks will be happy one way or the other!” Larry said, “So, who’s the nasty one now?” “I’d say it was a tie!”

Well that solves part of the problem, the more important part, where do we go for privacy? We’ve got a few weeks to work on this, we should get familiar with the ship’s layout and decks before we leave. I told him I had an idea for after hours, “remember on the NCL Epic, our balconies were joined by opening the door between them. And, remember some of those nights at sea, after the wives fell asleep, sitting on the deck chairs, side by side talking and looking at the open ocean.” “Yes, I really enjoyed that time together, too bad we didn’t have what we have now!” “Well, that certainly has changed, huh!” Larry reminded me that the balconies weren’t hidden from the stateroom view. I told him our living room space was next to the balcony, but he said their bedroom space was right next to the balcony, not the living room space. Whoops! Well, we need to check out the room plans to know more. However, I told him his idea might work for us at times, but we still need to be real about giving the wives our time too. He agreed. I’m thinking this now, not telling him, this cruise will probably be like the last one. It is really going to be tough finding private time and space for the two of us. But one thing that could happen, if Larry and I act like we did three years ago, they’d be watching two Bros having fun on a cruise with their wives, and there’s nothing between us to worry about.

NOW CAN WE GET INTO THE FUCKING POOL?

Waiting at the underwater seat

Larry said he was getting a migraine over this, let’s head for the pool. Of course, in our regular way, diving off my deck. I was thinking while diving in with him, how much I’d love to have him living with me all the time. I don’t know if we’d get on each other’s nerves, but I’d chance it to be with him! We did a few laps at our own pace today, and I stopped before him. I headed to the underwater seat; my ass has an appointment this morning. My move to the seat did not go unnoticed by him, because he turned around and headed over to me.

As soon as I saw him up close, there was no question what his dick had in mind! My dick wasn’t any different but had to wait my turn. That’s okay, no worries, my Babe know how to get him up and ready in case it forgets! Ha! 

I don’t recall much as I’m writing, about how my Babe found out if my ass was ready for him, because he was inside me pretty damn quick! Perhaps there was some communication directly to my ass, because there was no pain and no struggle getting in, and he’s really going at it with me, and I’m good with that too. Normally, I like it slow and easy, that ain’t today! I don’t think I remember him fucking me that way before, yes, I said the F word, that’s not our style. Maybe it’s the water softening the thrusts, I wasn’t having any discomfort. He was not going to cum quickly like the other day, I think that’s working on his mind too. He was so apologetic about cumming so soon the last time. As far as I’m concerned right now, I hope he can hold off for a long while, I’m enjoying this immensely! But all good things do cum to an end! (Pun intended) Ha ha! I’ll do my best to keep his gift inside me, I hope so, because it’s my turn next!

Larry apologized for being rough today

Larry apologized for being rougher with me today, it was something he needed to try with me, but would stop immediately if I complained. I told him maybe we got to a point in our relationship to trust each other in any thing we do together. I said, I was fine with him today, I’ve never felt him like that so far, it was okay if he wanted to do so again one day. I just said it’s a totally different feeling and I couldn’t tell when he was cumming, I just figured he did when he slowed down and stopped.

I asked him if he’d like to rest a bit, he said, “why, you’re going to be doing all the work!” And he laughed. I laughed too, only to support him; however, I was in the mood to just sit and relish what just happened. He knows the drill on that seat, so, we changed positions all the while I was squeezing my butt cheeks holding onto my present. I had him sit on the edge of the pool so I could do a little tongue work to loosen him up for me. I think he was squeezing his butt, so I’d have to spend more time down there, okay with me, I’m squeezing my butt hole too. For a different reason though. When I thought he was ready enough for me, I had him drop back down into the water seat again. I didn’t need any help with my dick today though. We have been having enough sex in the past few weeks, so everything is getting to be second nature for us. I wasn’t in the mood to just copy him, but I figured by the way he approached me, that maybe that’s what he wanted too. I did my best, it’s not that easy in the water for me though. Larry may have the soft belly I love, but under that soft layer is a hard core of muscle. He is super-strong compared to me, so I don’t think I’ll ever match up to what he can do. The best thing about the two of us though, we both embraced our Dad Bods, enough with the grueling ab workouts; we’re not fucking twenty-year olds, we’re in our fifties! Time to let go and enjoy!

I was able to perform at a level that was in the same ballpark as him, just not on the playing field. I’d say I was in the nosebleed section of the bleachers. Larry would say that was bullshit, he’s never unsatisfied by me, he chose me as much as I chose him. I told him what I planned on doing with him, but I just wasn’t as strong in the water. Maybe if he’d like me to try to be a little more aggressive with him, we should not be in the water. He told me I was great today, but if I wanted to try again like I just mentioned, he’d get out of the pool for me. I looked hard at him and said, “tell me you’re just fucking with me, right!” He said, “nope he was up for it!” “Oh, come on, I’m old remember?” He started to laugh and said, “see I made you say you were old! Ha ha!” “You little fucker, you got me finally!” So, at this point I think we are back into ballbusting each other, or are we? “Well if you weren’t so old, I’d let you do it right now!” “Are you still fucking with me?” “I don’t know, am I?”

I know what I really think, we should get ready for work! And then Larry said, maybe we could shower together in my mega-car wash shower stall. You know it’s been a long time since have, and balls feel much better now! This might be an inside laugh for those of us who have read the chapter with the shower jet accident. He promised me if we use the shower this morning, he’ll keep his paws off the faucet handles. Agreed, besides who knows what might happen inside the shower, however, soaping up each other is still Aces with the both of us!

I think this is a good place to stop this journal chapter, if you know us well enough by now, you’ll have no trouble figuring out what happened in the shower before we got dressed for work. Well, he got dressed, me not so much!

Marcus

Our journal continues in Chapter 45:

https://brosgonerogue.blogspot.com/2019/08/ch-45-okay-this-is-horniest-chapter-yet.html