Ch. 45 Okay, this is the Horniest Chapter Yet!

We can never get enough of each other

Hi Guys,
The gaps between chapters seem to be getting wider, huh? I try to keep to real time as much as possible, with fudge time for editing and searching for hot pictures to illustrate whatever we are up to in the chapter. Lately I’ve been writing you guys personally in my https://ibemarcus.newtumbl.com/ blog. We’ve been so moved by the wonderful response our journal has garnered from you, our “new Bros.” 

I’ll never use your names or identities unless you want me to in our journal. The advice and support has me up late at night at times responding to you. I love hearing from you; you are telling us your stories and sometimes living through our stories. Knowing that our blog reaches so many loving and caring men, ‘manly men’, is so comforting. I just wanted to let you know how much you guys mean to us.

I’ve been getting advice on how to act on our cruise this month. Well mostly in September, we embark on August 31st from Seattle to Alaska on the Inside Passage, for seven days. You’ll probably read about how it went in a future chapter. I received a lot of common-sense advice from you guys, and you’ll read about it in this chapter. You’ll also hear from Larry too, stay tuned for a paragraph or two coming up near you soon! 😁

ENOUGH CHIT CHAT, GET ON TO THE FUCKEN CHAPTER

Okay, all ready, I just thought you’d like to get caught up to date with me, sheesh!

Usually, when there are gaps in posting chapters, there’s been nothing to write about. And that’s been true for days. Larry is buried in work; he must clear his calendar for the coming cruise. I’ve been yacking with you, as I said above, clearing my work, and staying on the good side of my wife! The latter is the most important, if you’ve been or are married, you know what I mean; and if you don’t know what I mean, this is an important thing to do! Just make her happy! Do I have to write it, 'a happy wife, is a happy life!' There I did write it for you. If you still don’t get it, think what’s lies below your belt; okay now? 😜

Back in 2014, Larry and Ellen joined us on a Cruise to the Caribbean, it was our second cruise together, the first was to the Mexican Riviera on the Pacific. This cruise will be our third and maybe the one with the most at stake for Larry and me. 

Right from the get-go, Larry and I became 'best buds;' and it just got better as the months and years flew by. We were in our 40’s at the beginning of our friendship, and here we are eight years later, a lot more than 'best buds.' On the first two cruises, Larry and I gave no one any idea of what was to become us today. We were just obnoxious, funny, sexy guys, we loved 'ballbusting' each other, sometimes Ellen would tell him to, “stop being such a jerk to Marcus!” And then she’d apologize to me for him being mean. I’d tell her we’re just kidding around with each other, don’t worry. “Well, he should stop it!” What I never did in front of them, was to 'ballbust' him like we do in private. Mostly, because I have a 'dirty, dirty mouth', that’s what Ellen would say if she heard me say something like, “bite me, you fucker” and that would be the lighter version too!

Onboard the NCL Epic to the Caribbean Sea, Larry and I were a lot closer as buddies than the first cruise; the first cruise we were mostly polite and neighborly. It’s hard to believe that it’s been five years since the last cruise, but I’ve had days to think about it now, especially, trying to figure out what the differences will be in the two cruises. Well, not the obvious differences. So, I’ve been going through some digital pictures, iPhone videos to remember the time together. (I was thinking about putting some in here, yeah real pictures of us, and then I think about what my Babe would do to me when he saw them! Remember, he's a fucken Brut, he'd have my nuts hanging around my fucken neck!) 

We had adjoining staterooms and balconies back then and will again this time. Oh, that’s so much better on a huge ship, than trying to find each other for things we’d do together. Hell, we could bang on the wall between us if we wanted, but most of the time, use the main door or balcony slider door. 

Just enough to know how naked

I remember once using the balcony sliding door to get Larry to go have coffee with me early in the morning. I didn’t do it again though. I forgot their stateroom had the bedroom next to the balcony, ours had the living room next to the balcony. They were still both in bed when I knocked on the slider door, he was awake, but naked in bed. (Remember, we never saw each other naked until last March), he slid the sheet down enough for me to see enough skin to know how naked he was, and then he gave me the scram hand motion, so he could get up and get dressed. I was just thinking if that was today, how different his hand movements would be; I bet you have a good idea what it would be too!  😂

I’m still reminiscing and thinking about as many things the two of us did together onboard. Of course, nothing overtly sexual. We found the gourmet coffee area, almost as fast as we found our staterooms! We even talked about doing that while we were still at home. Every day, at least once, we shared coffee together, talked about what we did yesterday, or what’s coming up. We also covered any excursions off ship too. Maybe some day I’ll get to those stories, hopefully, there will be some cool things we will do in Alaska too. We had a good start at looking into each other’s eyes as we talked, back then. It takes guts to do that with someone you don’t trust, trust wasn’t an issue for me, but his attitude on guys that might be gay, was. I’d steer conversation away immediately; I’m surprised that he didn’t pick up on that. He trusted me enough to not go there I guess.

I was telling one of you guys in an email, that when the four of us went to the evening shows, it was 2 guys and 2 girls sitting together, the girls loved talking together as much as Larry and I did. So, one night the two middle seats had Larry and Ellen sitting together, and the next night it would be me and my wife sitting together. Worked perfect, girls to girls, guys to guys, and a happy couple in the middle. But there was one more thing not mentioned to you. Larry and I would man-spread in the seats, leaving two legs touching for the duration of the show. Sometimes, when I wanted to say something in his ear not to disturb the other guests, I’d place my hand on top of his to get his attention and leave it there while talking to him. That’s about as close as we got together in the theater. There was no pulling away, or fuss made about the touch. I didn’t put a lot of thought into this, but a part of me was really liking the idea of what we were doing. The leg touching also happened on our balconies late at night, sometimes it was only knee to knee, but when it happened, it just stayed that way. I do believe we both wanted more, but didn’t know how to get it, not yet in our growing relationship.

ON TO OUR NEXT CRUISE TOGETHER

Larry came up with just be underfoot with them as often as we can on the cruise, and after I posted his comments here in the journal, he got a lot of support from you guys. I tend to agree with you guys and him too. They way I look at it, what could happen, maybe we get lucky in bed. Did you notice I didn’t say with whom we’d get lucky? If the girls buy into our actions with them, they might get horny for us. But if we annoy the shit out of them, they may tell us to go get lost for a while, of course said kindly to us! Resulting in Larry and I getting some Bro time. Of course, Bro time onboard with close to 4,000 cruisers can be challenging. Well Larry has been learning my style of thinking now for a few years; I’ll be looking for his ideas too.

Speaking of Larry, he asked me by text this morning if I’d like to come meet him for lunch in midtown today. I wonder if you can figure what I told him; come on, these are the easy questions! Ha ha, does a horny man like me have any other options? Maybe I should take care of the growing option in my boxers before I go to midtown to meet him huh? A big bulge may not be the best thing to wear on this meeting. Now I must find out if he wants me to pick him up at work, or just meet him. I guess that will depend upon who might see him with me. I hope we can get past this option, once and for all. Keep dreaming Marcus!

I have no real problem with his fear, he gives himself to me at way over 100% when we are together. I completely understand the fear, I have it too. Homophobia is rampant in my company, from the very top down. Maybe it’s an age thing, I don’t know. At least I don’t hear the horrible stuff Larry used to say here, but the attitude is the same. 

Larry got back to me, meet him at Corti Bros. Gourmet Market, Mid Town Sacramento, a wonderful Italian Grocery Store and Deli. Great sandwiches if you have the time to wait in line for them to be made. Or, if you’re a smart operator like my Babe, call ahead and have the sandwiches made to be picked up! No problem on the sandwich choice, my Babe is an Italian wannabe, the sub will be Italian meats and cheese, what else! So, I’m to meet him there and we will eat them under a tree I bet. Sacramento State University is close by, maybe we’ll head there, it’s his choice today, I’m along for the ride. You know, I spend way too much time making decisions, sometimes it’s nice to have someone else do it instead. I bet I know what he'll want to talk about too!

GETTING READY TO MEET MY BABE

I checked the clock and I have enough time before I need to go meet my Babe. Talk about being fucken lazy, I used my iPhone to see how scruffy I looked, instead of walking to the bathroom mirror. I decided too scruffy, rechecked the time, chose a quick few laps in the pool. Good idea, I can’t start a project now, not enough time. So, I dropped my boxers to the floor, I’ll deal with picking them up on the way back inside. Out my office door, few steps later I dive into the pool. While swimming there was only one thing on my mind, you’re right if you picked Larry. Fuck, he’s always on my mind anyway. 

I don’t think this ever came up in the journal before. My office was the second Master Bedroom, the smaller one, in the house. So, there’s a small bathroom and shower there for me to use. It’s nothing to brag about, but I use it to shower after a swim sometimes. I keep toiletries for myself in there too. After noting earlier that I was a little scruffy, I shaved the parts of my face and neck without my trimmed beard. I don’t know why I felt I needed to do that, I guess I just wanted to look nice for him. On our couple of getaways, scruffy ruled until we went to dinner at Nepenthe in Big Sur. We looked hot that night! I also know how great he looks in a dress shirt with a few buttons undone; talk about fucken hot! Well, my goto shirts have been pullover Polo style with collars. The trouble with those, not enough chest hair shows, even with all the buttons opened. So, I bought a few dress shirts too, I found some that looked good with my tan, but nothing with big patterns. 

What do you think, too hot?

I decided to wear some nice shorts and my dress shirt outside the pants. That’s new for me with dress shirts. I also opened an extra couple of buttons too, and used my good cologne, Armani Code. I am fucken ready to turn my Babe on! And then I look in the mirror one last time before leaving. I got scared, am I looking too hot, too much like I’m on a date? I studied myself a bit more and buttoned up a couple. Fuck, now I look like I’m going to church! So, I open just one button, then another, and another, until there was one left at the bottom still buttoned. I scruff up my chest hair trying to look more like him, that doesn’t work, I don’t have his chest hair type. I take off the shirt over my head leaving the bottom button alone. I’m looking at my half naked body, turn to the side and suck in my gut. There, that looks great, until I let my gut relax, oh fuck! Should I just put on my regular Polo shirt? No, not on your fucken life Marcus, you are going to look hot for your Babe, so I put the dress shirt back on, and modeled myself one button closure at a time. Do you know where I ended up, exactly where I started. That’s how I want him to see me today. 

There you go, Marcus stripped bare for you. If you think I ever did anything like this before Larry and I did our March thing. Think again! I really want to turn him on, I know we turn each other on all the time; just being fucken horny from not seeing each other for a while, will do it too! 

Larry has been working on his appearance with me for a while now, thank God he is relaxing his fear of being hirsute. He knows I like to see his chest hair or hairy arms, so his choice of shirts has changed. I know he trusts me not to make fun of him. If he never said anything about being self conscious about his appearance, and was good with it, I know some of our 'ball-bashing' might have gotten into that, or with me being less hairy. Nope, it’s never mentioned that way. In case you never had a buddy, who loved you enough to ball-bash you, it’s all done in love, not meant to hurt. Larry told his wife and mine when they got on his case long ago when he hit me with a big ball-bash comment, I don’t remember what was said, that if he didn’t love me as a Bro, he’d never say anything to me, and would probably not care to as well. I think the girls just said, “men, who could figure them out?” Man, doesn’t that sound familiar about females too? 😂

Alright, enough chit chat, I’m fucken hot looking, and I didn’t jack-off too. I forgot that maybe I should have, I don’t want to embarrass him with bulging pants. Not today, my shirt covers that part of me well. It’s going to take at least 30 minutes, maybe 45 minutes to get there, so I’m on my way. I’m thinking while driving what I want to say about the coming cruise, but all I can think of is how to get him naked with me again. I don’t know, how at 57 years-old, that my little penis brain can outthink my big man brain when it come to him. You know, I think he has the same problem too. 

FINALLY, AT CORTI BROS

That's an Italian Sub for you!

Well, I need an 'attaboy' I got somewhere before him for once! And after all that mirror time too! But I didn’t have to wait long. Now it’s go and pick up our sandwiches he called ahead for, a couple of San Pellegrino waters, and get the fuck out of there. Man, they were crowded, we could have waited a half hour just to get a sandwich made. Larry paid for lunch which I offered to help, “nope, put your money away, it’s my treat!” I’ll get the next round. We didn’t park anywhere close to each other, but he did say, to follow him to where we can eat lunch in peace and quiet. No problem, like I said before, sometimes it’s nice just to follow.

He found a small park where we could stop and eat under a tree. I thought we’d be sitting on the ground, not my favorite with my aching knees lately. But lover boy had a couple of folding camp chairs in the back of his truck for us to use. His camp chairs have small trays that can fold out to use, and drink holders too. Well that covers everything! Except for one. His comment, “Babe, you look really fucking hot today!” I smiled a big grin for him, and said, “of course I do!” And I laughed, circled my hand around the top of my head, and said, “I did all this for you!” Which came back as a ball-bash, “of course you didn’t, you fucken narcissist, you did it for yourself!” Of course, we laughed heartily, he really meant the original compliment. Now you heard the latest ball-bash, see it’s all done with love and respect.

We are sitting under a big beautiful Oak Tree, Larry’s really into his Italian Sub, not looking up or at me, so I say, “Hey, look at me!” And he mumbles a sound with his mouth full of sandwich, l think it sounds like “What?” And I say, “I love you Babe!” And he gives me that look that said, you couldn’t wait until my mouth was empty! But he mumbles back what might be “I love you too!” But I can’t hear him clearly, so I asked him to repeat it. This time his mouth was empty, and he said, “you son of a bitch, you waited until I had a mouthful didn’t you, you little fucker!” I just said, “who me, I’d do that to you?” And laughed! He finally said, that if he didn’t love me more, he would have really told me what he had in mind! I told him for real how much I appreciated his invite and lunch time with him. He said he knows and was really wanting to break the gap we were experiencing lately. This time we both said our "I love you's" together! 

I told him maybe we could talk a bit about the cruise and that I’d tell him what some of you guys were offering as advice. He agreed and said, maybe we could finish these monster sandwiches first. Yup, I’m not wasting a bite too. I asked him how much time he had available for lunch, and he said, “for you, just enough.” So, I still don’t know what that means, and I dropped the subject. He can let me know when he must leave. What he did say was, if I was going to be home tonight, maybe they could come over for a swim. Of course, you can. I thought we might get dinner out since it’s too hot to cook. Talk about spoiled, huh? And then I added, naked/nude tonight? It’s okay with him, whatever the girls want is okay too. We really have crossed over to the Naturist Lifestyle I guess, I’m okay with this too, no more false modesty. But we will know later tonight when they come over. One thing, there’s no wet bathing suits to deal with, and the towels will dry nicely all by themselves. Besides, we have a bunch of bath towels that we purchased at Costco that we keep in a storage bin in the patio.

The subject finally got to the coming cruise at the end of August. I told him his plan on being omnipresent with the wives until they get rid of us, got the most support from our followers. It kind of makes the most sense, Cruises are great for couples trying to spend time together, no work in the way, maybe no kids, although a lot of people cruise with their children. All four of us have demanding jobs, yes, mine is too! Even in my pool, I’m thinking about work! Okay, I have weakest argument here! Stop laughing at me!

The idea that we could be obnoxiously in their faces all the time, will probably get us, “why don’t you guys head over to the sports deck and work out or something”. I can visualize this happening, especially since the wives may want to have some girl time too! I wouldn’t blame them. I asked Larry what he thought about this, and was he still going with his plan. He said, “I don’t know Babe, we might be right thinking this way. I’d hate it if we never got some ‘us time’ though.” I told him, “Even if we don’t, it’s only a week; fuck it’s been almost a week since I saw last you anyway!” “Yeah, and if you are as horny as I am right now, we are going to be in serious trouble!” “So, you are horny, huh?” “Get fucking serious Marc, you’re lucky I’m not jumping your bones right now, right here!” “You dirty, dirty man! So, what’s stopping you?” “Oh, you are a fucking asshole, aren’t you!” “Well, I have an unused asshole right now!” You know we aren’t serious, right? We had a hearty laugh, but it ended with, “You better know that unused asshole will be in play tonight!” “Oh, I fully expect it, and you better be ready with yours too!”

Okay, enough playing around, listen to another idea I got from a follower. This idea was pretty thought out too. He thought we should come clean with our wives. “Oh, fucken yeah, that’s going to happen!” "No listen Babe, he thought since they already asked us to give each other blow jobs in front of them, so they could get turned on by watching us. Maybe that was how we could drop our cover." Larry said he still doesn’t get it; how does that help us on the cruise. So, I finished up with the guy’s idea. “He said we could tell the wives that they planted a seed in our brain, and we finally decided to see if it was viable for us.” “Okay, I understand that much, where does it go from here?” So, I told him, “we could then have one stateroom for us and one for them.” This was the first time Larry looked me directly in my eyes and said, “that’s a great fantasy Marc!” And then Larry said, “Thank that guy for giving him a great fantasy to use when he can’t be with me, however, that guy had no idea of what Ellen is capable of doing!” I told him, yeah, I know what you’re going through with her. But I agreed, it’s been my fantasy for a while already, glad to have him on board with it now too! Maybe one day it will be a reality.

I thought for a while and I think caution should rule. Neither one of us are ready for confrontation with the wives. Maybe we’re just fucking cowards, I don’t know. Larry and I love to complain how the fucken To Do Lists take up time we could have for ourselves, but it’s not something to think about divorce though. We’ve both had/have happy home lives; our new relationship is only a few months old, well about six months now. We still are in the honeymoon phase, always hating when we are not together. And no matter how green we are with having sex together, we can’t believe it could get any better between us than it already is! Maybe one day we’ll have our first disagreement, it’s bound to happen, we are opposites in some areas. I’m the liberal one, he’s the conservative one, we don’t agree on politics, so we don’t discuss it. If I could put up with seven years and nine months of homophobic crap, I can put up with our differences too. I figure, there’s always a reason for someone’s position on stuff. If I really need to know more, I’ll ask, but it’s not in my nature to try and change someone to my liking. Just another look into the mind of Marcus!

Anyway, I got back to telling Larry I will be looking forward to them coming over tonight. I’ll tell my wife, but there’s no guarantee she will be able to stay up late. Larry said about the same with Ellen, but he knew she’d appreciate a swim in this relentless heat wave we’ve been dealing with lately. Of course, you know what I’m thinking, I hope the wives go to bed early. So, I just brought that up, “you know Babe, I’d welcome just having you there with me tonight.” He said, “oh, no worry Babe, you are going to have me, if I have to wait until fucken midnight or later! I’ve been longing for some time together for days!” “Oh brother, that’s only the half of it!” “What do you mean?” I told him that I have been sexless since the last time together. He said, “Wow Babe, really? Well, I’ve only had sex once or twice since that time.” He asked me how I managed to do that, he’s aware that I’m good for a morning jack off in the shower every day. I told him, “you know Babe, it’s been easier lately, I want to be 100% for you when we get together, and I’ve been letting you get me off. I stopped controlling when I cum when I’m with you.” He came over to my chair and kissed me, better than a peck, but not like when his dick is in me. “Babe, now I feel bad, I should have held back too!” “No, don’t think like that, you guys have a regular sex life, mine is nothing like yours.” “Yeah, I guess you’re right, but hearing you say stuff like that to me, really, really… ahh, I don’t know the words to use. My stomach gets all queasy, and I want to just get naked with you and just… you know.” I didn’t want to laugh, but I could feel a big smile coming on, ear to ear too! “You know Larry, you are lucky we are out here, because I want to be naked with you

I got my sneak peek!

right now, and I know what I want to do with you!” I made him laugh a little, he is very sincere, and really needs to have naked time with me as much as I need it with him too! “Baby Boy, I’ve got a week supply ready to leak out just looking at you right now, stop being so fucken sexy, okay!” “Like you aren’t sexy in your unbuttoned shirt, great cologne, and if you think your shirt is covering your hard-on bulge, think again sweetheart!” I just started laughing, he did too, and I told him, “Hey, you called me sweetheart, am I really?” “Oh, you really asked that huh. I don’t have as many words as you seem to have, but I started getting hard the second I laid eyes on you today! Do you think that might qualify for calling you sweetheart?” “You know Babe, I will never get tired of hearing you say stuff like that to me! Please don’t stop!” “Have no fear Babe!” Larry said maybe he should get back to work now. Just to keep him longer with me, I said least may I have a peek of your blonde hairy ass to hold me until tonight? You know what, I got my sneak peek too!

I asked him if he’d mind if I kissed him out here under the oak tree. He looked around and said, go for it, I don’t see anyone around. So, I hugged him and gave him the kiss I want back, and I got it too. And then in my ear, he said, he will give me the fuck of my life! But didn’t stop there, and you my sweetheart will give me a fuck I won’t soon forget! Wow, that’s two fucks, and no making love. Ha ha, oh this is going to be good! No fucking great!

LATER THAT NIGHT AT THE POOL

After dinner out with my wife, nothing fancy, just some burgers at a really nice place we found called Crepes and Burgers. A strange combination to offer, but whatever you order there, it’s pretty good. Larry and Ellen joined us in the pool tonight after we got back home. 

It seems we are over wondering about swimsuits optional part, nude/naked is where are now. We all got a little over an hour to cool off in the pool before the girls were ready to quit. The pool doesn’t have the draw on them as much as it does for Larry and me. And as I hoped for, both wives said early days tomorrow; if we two clowns wanted some swim time together, be their guest, they were headed to bed. Either they really trust us, or maybe just resigned to us, I still don't know yet. I'm not going to rock the fucken boat, that's for damn sure!

You won’t believe what came out of Larry’s mouth next, he surprises me more every day, I think he’s turning into me! He said and I backed him up too, “are you girls really leaving us now, we were just starting to have fun with you! We promise not to splash you anymore, if you stay!” I was basically being Little Sir Echo, like what he said! Nope, they need their beauty sleep. Maybe I could use a little beauty sleep to make me pretty; Larry wants to lose some of his beauty! Ha ha! [See Babe, I only said beauty, not you know what!]  

As the wives were leaving us, I told Larry, that was brilliant thinking, saying that to them. We knew they wouldn't have stayed, and even if they did, it would be for a few minutes longer. "Fucking brilliant Babe!"

I think the second both wives were totally out of sight, my dick got flagpole hard. No question which direction Larry’s dick was pointing right now! Now you know we can’t get busy for a while, no guarantee that they won’t show up for something forgotten. So, we looked at each other, shrugged and started swimming. Now the question which one of us had the bigger drag coefficient swimming. Let’s see Larry’s hard dick is plastered against his belly, mine is acting like a keel of a sailboat, maybe it’s going to help my draft in the water. None of that shit, I think Larry wins this time. I’m not a fan of my dick right now.

After a few laps I stopped at the deep end wall of the pool, Larry caught that I stopped and came up along side of me. He asked what’s up, I told him, I want to play with his dick. That I saw his hard on and wanted some of the action. He told me that my dick was very visible from the second the wives left. I told him, he wins the prize hiding a hard on, he laughed and said, “you’re damn right, I do! If I must put up with it fucken pointing to the sky, I ought to get some credit for it huh?” I asked him, “do you really dislike being that way?” “Yeah, sometimes it hurts in some positions, when I get super hard. I’d rather be like you.” “Oh, I never really gave it a lot of thought, the most I ever thought was maybe if I ever got really hard it point up like yours. It never does though. And, tonight in the water, I didn’t like how it felt swimming with you. I kind of figured you would be more comfortable swimming with your hard on.” “Yeah, it didn’t bother me at all.” See we both learned something new about each other tonight!

Out of the pool like a Jack Rabbit

Larry got my attention with, “Marc, Babe, do you think you can kill the pool lights now. I feel an urge coming on!” “Sure Babe, you’re right, dark will be better!” So, I swam over to the underwater seat to use it to get out of the pool. I just don’t have the strength he has to just get out of the pool from anywhere. He’s starting to make me feel old! Once I got out, and on the cool deck, I told him maybe he should get out too so I could show him where the controls were. Yup, just like a jack rabbit he was out of the pool, exactly where I was headed. The equipment is behind a wall to keep the sound down, it’s near a neighbor’s backyard, but well hidden. I showed him the controls, and the thermostat in case it’s too hot or cold in the pool. I don’t know why I never showed him before, it never came up, I guess. However, what has come up though, are two horny dicks connected to two horny Bros. I pulled him into a tight hug and kissed him about as passionate as I knew how. No worry, he did his part too, two hairy wet guys in a tight embrace. My hands and his hands were very active; funny thing our hands found the same spot on each other, not the cock, not the balls, we are so tight in a hug, you couldn’t get a hand down there anyway! So, what’s left? The real question, who’s ass was going to be ready first. That’s currently being worked on back behind the equipment wall. I think I’m going to let him win tonight, he did tell me first what he had in mind for my ass at lunch. Don’t worry, the two of us are ridiculously versatile. No one is going to bed unsatisfied!

I asked him if he’d like to be in the water or maybe my deck when he fucked me! Man, that sounds strange now, we hardly ever refer to our love making that way any longer. Tonight, I’m getting fucked and I really want it too. I took a cushion off a chair and put it on the table, and I leaned over the table giving him access to my ass. I usually love facing him so I can watch his face while having sex with him. But there are times like tonight when I don’t see him. I don’t know what to expect, I hope it doesn’t hurt, okay, maybe a little hurt will be okay. The next thing I feel are two hands spreading my ass cheeks, I don’t have a deep ass anyway, but I felt a tongue darting in and out of my hole, and a bit later a finger and I think two fingers, now I don’t know for sure, maybe it’s his thumb, yeah, that’s what it is, now I’m sure. And in a split second I was entered with every inch he has. Wow, that was quick. And then he started to slowly take it out but

You okay Babe? Oh yeah, I'm fucken fine!

before it was all the way out, he slammed it back in again. Okay, this time I made a noise, not ouch, but the air was pushed out all at once. He did it one more time, and then checked in with me. “You okay Babe?” “Oh yeah, I’m fucken fine, really fucken fine! Don’t stop, but don’t make me come okay? You can fill me up with all you have though Babe!” He told me he didn’t think he could hold out much longer, he was so horny and wanted me so bad, that maybe it would cum soon. I told him just let go whenever he needed to, I’m okay with it. It didn’t take long for him, and I asked him to stay inside me if he could because I missed that feeling so fucken much. He was okay with that, and we stayed like that until my back said enough already. I needed to straighten up, but I’d love to go to sleep once again with him inside me. 

You know sooner or later it’s going to be my turn, I'd hold onto his dick if I could, but I have someone near me who wants me in him as bad I as wanted him earlier. So, not wanting to be greedy, what am I going to do, I’m going to have to fuck him, fuck him hard just like he did to me. But I don’t have that experience yet, how and where will I get to try my hand at this, whoops, I mean dick at this. One thing that came back strong, was my hard on, that’s under control. Oh, what the fuck, just ask him already, where would he like to be taken. 

I told him I picked my deck for my turn, where would he like to be for his turn. That was easy, my covered swing couch as a bed was always a good choice, but that’s where we make love to each other, slow, deep, and sensual as we can get. No, tonight exactly how he took me, on my deck and no holding back either. Man, I hope I can deliver something close to what he gave me, I hope.

I really wanted to cum in him tonight, I’ve been saving myself for him for days, maybe I’ll really have a load to deliver, I just don’t want to cum as soon as I start. Listen to me thinking like a fucken teenager, losing my load within seconds. Well, tonight I feel like I just might! He wanted to be fucked hard, and I didn’t know how much longer I could wait to do it for him. Wow, for the first time I could feel his cum dripping out of me; he must have had a big load for me because I rarely feel that. I wet my index finger and headed for his ass, it felt loose enough not to hurt, and I just pushed myself in and stayed that way. He let out a muffled sound trying to be quiet. I didn’t move for a few seconds, I had to start thinking about every nonsexual thought I had in my head, I am not going to cum, I’m not going to cum! And then he said, please fuck me hard now, please Marcus! So, I did, again and again, and again. Damn, this is so not like our love making, it’s not sensual at all. It’s rough and animal like, I’m not sure I like this, and then I remembered a few minutes ago, how I was getting fucked, and I kind of liked it, even though my ass is a bit sore now. Oh shit, just stop thinking Marcus, start fucking, that’s what he wants from me. I started to apologize to him, I’m sorry Babe I know I'm going to cum, I can’t hold back anymore. I couple more thrusts and I came hard; I think maybe five or six releases into him. I know he could feel me cumming, because he was vocal with each release I had. While I was cumming I leaned over and clung to his back, my arms around his chest with my hands on his hairy pecs, in that position they were softer than when he is standing. I really liked the feeling and massaged them trying to squeeze his nipples too. I don’t know if he liked that, but my hands did big time! He’s not complaining. I stay inside him to keep my cum in him if he lets me. I don’t think I’m soft yet, my dick feels like it’s still hard, but it’s so sensitive right now. I’m not moving for a good reason; I don’t know if I can stand any more movement right now.

The first thing I think about before I even know my dick is too soft to stay inside him, was where have these orgasms been my whole life! Holly shit! Oh, I want to talk to him about this and see how he feels, too bad, but that’s going to have to wait, I guess. 

We never have to ask, was that good for you Babe, we know the answer. Sometimes I wonder if sex with me is better. I’m too embarrassed to ask him, or maybe I don’t want to know. Sex between me and any wife has never been this good. I know that as a fact, and he must know that too because I’ve talked about how uninspired my sex life had been.

When I pulled out of him, or should I say slipped out, I think a lot of me came out with me. My dick was really covered in a week's worth of cum, I looked down and said softly, wow, look at me. I wasn’t the only one looking, I think I really impressed him. The old fart really can deliver. We both stood up and went for a hug, and some sensual kissing, I know my wet dick was rubbing against his, it was slippery and just the feeling I wanted then. 

I looked directly into his eyes once we stopped kissing, and said, “there’s no fucking way we are going inside covered in cum. Let’s just get in the pool and let it clean us up. The filters will take care of the pool in the morning. But no diving, no attracting attention huh? So, we both slipped back quietly in the pool before toweling off for the night. When we got out of the pool, we helped each other dry

Long goodnights at the side gate

off with the towels, a new feature of our love making lately. It's just fun anyway. Tonight, neither one of us got dressed to go inside. That’s the second time for him now. There’s no reason at this time of night to be modest. Besides, who’s going to be seeing him but me anyway? I walked him down the side yard to the gate like usual, we had our arms around each other’s backside, mine mostly on

his hairy ass, he catches on fast and did the same. At the gate he told me thanks for making today so wonderful for him and for trying something new too. I told him thanks too, but no matter what, just being with him was the best part of the day. And I think we kissed for another 10 minutes or more. I just don’t want him to leave me, what I really want is what we had in Big Sur, going to bed together and waking up together. Or when I’d get up to go pee at night and see his beautiful naked hairy body laying in bed so peaceful, I got a hard on every time I’d see him like that. That’s what the long hugs and kisses are replacing now. Sometimes, I just want to fucken scream, it's unfair!

Guys, I want to tell you what I wrote about our day, but especially the night was scaring me, this is as close to porn as we ever got. I did not want to release this posting until I cleared it with Larry. I let him read the MS Word draft of what happened after the wives went to bed. I gave him the option of it not being in the journal and replaced with something a lot tamer. Well, you read it; I guess he’s still horny because he thought it was hot! Wow are we growing or what! Larry just blows me away all the time now, we are becoming more alike in our wants and desires. What a fucking hunk of a man I get to love, I hope he feels the same way about me too! Hopefully, we didn’t gross anyone out in this chapter!

Well this is a good place to close this chapter. I think we have a good plan now for the cruise coming at the end of the month. Hopefully, the two of us will get together again soon; but holding off cumming for a week is fucken hard to do for a guy like me! Ha ha!

Good night guys, I'm going to sleep like a fucking log tonight!

Marcus

Our Alaskan Cruise Itinerary Set and journal continues in Chapter 46:

https://brosgonerogue.blogspot.com/2019/08/ch-46-who-fuck-are-joe-and-aldo.html