CH. 71 Marcus This Time

Hi Guys, I’m glad you are enjoying my buddy’s chapters as much as it seems. I love your kind and thoughtful comments to him, I think I might be a bit jealous! Anyway, it’s my turn to post, so let’s start by getting in our bed with us, Unfortunately, incredibly early in the morning.

You awake? Marc, you awake?

I choose to believe I was sleeping quite peacefully before I was startled awake this morning; not by an earthquake, jarring alarm, or Alexa ramping up my bedside lamp. No sir, it was somebody you know that has been sleeping at my right side for the past several weeks. I was rudely awoken due to my sides being attacked by some icy boney fingers; well I hoping they were fingers. “You awake? Marc, you awake?” I’m sure I was squinting in the dim light of the room when I said, “I am now! What’s wrong babe?” “I was thinking about something.” “So, that’s why you woke me up, even before the sun?” “It’s important Marc, I want to tell you something before I forget it.” “So, this was a dream, huh?” At this point he had rolled me completely onto my back so I could see him better. It’s still dimly lit in the room from some wall-plug night lights, but I can see him on his knees towering over me now. “I hope this dream of yours has a horny ending in it!” “Yeah, maybe that too!” “You fucker, you know I’ve been hoping that you’d take me before I’m fully awake sometime.” “Yeah, I will, but I won’t tell you when.” “Babe, I think that’s how it works anyway.” “Yeah, yeah I’m starting to forget what I wanted to tell you, be quiet now.” I zipped it 🤐 for him, it better be good. 

Maybe we can rent an RV for a few days.

He had this dream about that nude beach thing we’ve been talking about doing, however, the weather has been ruining it for us lately. We live in the valley of Northern California. If it’s stifling hot here, it’s usually cold and foggy at the coast. The cooler weather would be nice, but naked, maybe not so much. Anyway, back to ‘Mr. Who can’t wait until coffee time to tell me’. “Marc, I was wondering how much time you want to spend at the coast?” I told him I was okay for as long as he wanted to be gone. I can work my schedule any way I want, he’s the one that’s less flexible. “Sweetbabes, what do you think about renting an RV for a few days?” “I think it sounds like fun; we’ve done that before.” “No not a trailer to tow, just a smaller Class ‘C’ RV, or one with a push out room.” “Do you think we can get one on short notice?” “One way to find out, we can call around when we get up. I bet there aren’t many people traveling right now anyway.” “Maybe, but there’s a good reason not too, as well.” “Yeah, I know but we can stay to ourselves and bring everything we need for those days.” “Okay, babe, I’ll let you do the RV research and I’ll check where we can hook up.” “Marc, I don’t care about hooking up if we can’t find a place. We can just stop someplace and park for the night.” “I guess, but it might be nice having power and all the water we need.” “Sweetheart, that’s going to be your job, I’ll go anywhere with you. Now, you want to fool around with me or not?” “Silly man! You do realize I’m still pinned under the sheet by you, right?” 

That sexy man I so love sharing my bed with, made sure that pinned under covers wasn’t a factor any longer, and uncovered me in a single snap of the sheet. The sun was rising, it had to be because the nightlights weren’t the only source of light now in the room. The master bedroom is in the cooler North area of the house and there’s this small walled-in outdoor private garden patio that faces the East side. That’s usually the first light the room gets unless the blackout drapes are pulled. We don’t mess with them at all. I’m telling you this because now I get to see my babe still on his knees and somewhat backlit. If you are going to sport the kind of fur Larry has, you should find yourself backlit as often as you can. Or maybe that’s just my thing. That look can get me hard in seconds, maybe less! 😍 There’s another thing I’m loving about him that I can’t do right now, kneeling even on a mattress. I wish I could reverse positions so he could see me like I see him right now. Oh, I know I can’t give him the backlit fur I live for, maybe my forearms or legs, a little bit? It doesn’t seem fair that I can’t give him what he gives me. Maybe I do, in my way, I guess. I could just remain still and soak it all in and still get a boner! Haha, you must know me around him by now.

Anyway, I immediately knew what was in his mind when he turned and headed southbound to the area where my upright dick was occupying. I rolled onto my right side and he did the same. This had the promise of a wonderful recovery from being rudely awoken this morning. To be honest with you, the light didn’t let me know if he had a solid boner or not. I was hoping he didn’t yet, I wanted that job. I love feeling him grow because my tongue was being super talented enough for him. 

If you’ve been following us, you’ll know, my buddy Larry can get rock hard as soon as he gets close to my naked body, especially if sex is on the table or bed or pool. Haha. That ability of his, well I’m no slacker myself I guess, is something I never expected in my life. Imagine me being the reason for his boner, nah, even as best friends I didn’t think that way yet. It’s a lot different now though. Is that something that will fade away after a while or is it something we can keep forever? You guys that are married or partners are well suited to let us know. It is something that comes up at times, but I quickly change the thought. I can’t imagine not being turned on when I’m near him. I guess I’m doing the old Marcus thing and wandered off in thought again. I believe we were about to get our dicks jointly sucked before I rambled on.

It was apparent that getting off by blow jobs was not primary this morning. There was going to be love making, slow and sexy and what we both needed. No urgency to get to the finish at all. I love that slow love making. I could tell neither one of us were motivated to end this, maybe we’ll just fall back to sleep in each other’s arms before long. Well, that was the picture developing in my brain at the moment. 

You want to rub my chest hair, too?

There’s one thing that Larry loves to do with me, yeah I re-read that, okay there are several things Larry loves to do with me; one of which is run his fingers through my chest and belly hair, usually arriving at my nipples for play was well. I’ve seen him when he’s turned on, run his own fingers through his chest hair too. I may not be in his world class furriness zone, but that he loves playing with my hair, feels good. 

I know now that touch is everything for him, so I don’t ignore any part of his body, I won’t. It wasn’t that long ago I thought not touching was the best way to go with him. I didn’t want him to be reminded about the fur he didn’t like. Erase those thoughts, he’s okay with his fur, just not people staring at it. All except for me, I can stare any time I want, which is usually always. Actually, it more of marveling than staring! There’s some questions that never get asked, maybe because you don’t need to know the answer. I’ve been Larry’s big brother best buddy pushing ten years now. I’ve never once asked him, when did he finally believe I really loved his fur for real, that I didn’t just faked it to be his friend. That would have been a better topic to discuss with him than the ‘grower/shower’ thing which did come up during the lake trip. I regretted bringing up that subject for months; and I still don’t know where I found the courage to admit that to him. I’m glad I did now.

It was much too early when he woke me up; I didn’t even have to pee yet! Evidently, a quick check of our best and equal parts, would show there was no question that we were both horny toads. However, this morning it seemed okay that getting each other off was going to be a bit later on. Looking at his beautiful dimly lit blonde fur is not even in the same ballpark as rubbing my entire naked body against it. I will one day find the correct words to describe what that does to me, for now just know I’m working on that for you. After the caressing of each other and some wonderful kisses, but not the crazy passionate kind though, that can wait until later in the morning. We fell back to sleep in each other’s arms. I’m sure I heard a light snore out of him and I was out like a light.

WAKING UP PROPERLY 

I finally did get something from him this morning that I’ve been more than hinting at him for a long time, Plus I wrote about it in one of my chapters, hoping he’d read it and act. I’ve seen some poorly staged gay porn where some guy is purportedly sleeping naked or lightly covered and his roommate comes into the bedroom and decides to fuck him while he’s still asleep. Okay, amateur hung young actors, one of which is supposedly dead to the world when he sleeps and then gets fucked by his roommate with the longest fattest cock I’ve seen to date. And he never wakes the guy up as he deposits his copious load. Sometimes the guy with the freshly deposited load wakes up with a smile, or sometimes he never does wake up as his roommate slips away to his own bedroom unnoticed. As silly as these stories are, one of them got stuck in the corner of the horny part of my brain. What would it be like waking up with a hard dick shoved up my ass, preferably not the longest and fattest kind though, that’s probably just my thing, you can have the hung guy for yourself. I’d prefer one just like my babe, that would be perfect!

This was way hotter than that silly porn thing!

If you recall he just heard me say that again early this morning. Guess who woke up with a sexy thought, not me. I was still sleeping peacefully. Since I was asleep, I didn’t know how it went down until I asked him later. We both have lube bottles in each nightstand, and as I found out later, he super lubed himself not to disturb me at first by putting some in me. I sleep on my left side because I breathe better that way. Of course, sleeping that way does present fairly easy access to his target. I will be honest here as I was with Larry later. He must have used Vaseline a half inch thick on his dick this time instead of lube, because I did not wake up until I was aware of something big in my ass and I was hoping not a turd looking to get out! I don’t think my ass has ever been so receptive as it was this morning for him. I bet he slipped in on the first try, too. Actually, it was his movement that told me I was living my horny dream situation. I decided to fake the sleep for a while. I was so happy he tried to please me. I don’t know for real when he realized I was faking; I hope not for a while. But this was the second go for us this morning, there’s no way he was going to put off cumming this time. I broke the farce and said I loved him for doing that with me and how fucking big he felt right now, and I hope he cums deeply inside me. He reached his right hand around me to find my swollen dick and started jacking me off, “Don’t stop fucking me, please cum hard and make me cum too. He pulled out just until I was relocated onto my back and legs out of his way. He was able to stroke my dick often, sometimes along with my hand too. 

I hoped that the lube didn’t make it hard for him to get the friction he needs. Yeah, not a problem. He was staring at my face and smiling and cumming all at the same time. I told you I’m no slacker myself, with his hand and mine, I came right after. I don’t know what’s going on in my body, but the dribbling of old is turning back to shooting. I have absolutely no complaints, besides it’s time to change the sheets anyway! He stopped smiling and started laughing which made me too. I shot over his chest and mine too. I’m getting to be such a fucking stud lately! So, he paid me back and just laid on top of me still inside me and was sure to share my cum on his chest hair with my chest hair too. That bit of fun led me to think about having sex with my wife, yes, I still remember those times. I’d be so careful not to place my weight on her body when I finished. With Larry I love the feeling of a grown man’s weight on me, sometimes I pull him tighter to me when in that position. I just know without asking him that he loves not worrying about crushing me with his body. We’re pretty thick core guys, we can handle it simply fine. Usually after resting like that we rollover onto our sides and just make ourselves into human pretzels.

I didn’t know I was ticklish, really!

“Larry, what’s the chance anything that just happened would have happened with our wives?” He started laughing and tried to tickle my sides with his knuckles while we were human pretzels. Guess what, I am ticklish that way, and I started to laugh the tickle laugh only to make him want to do it more. I fucking deserved it after what I did to him some time ago. I knew payback was coming one day. I never laughed so hard because of tickling before and it made me pee a little. Guess who was on top of me at the time. I didn’t want him to stop, I was so happy that I could be tickled. Not the pee thing though. We were so messy by now; a shower was the only thing that was going to fix it. “I love you so fucking much babe, I never got to laugh that way before. I think you made my stomach hurt a bit.” “So is your ass hurting too?” “No! Not with you in me.” “Good, do you mind if I get out of it now?” “Do you have too?” “You fucker, I’m probably out anyway. Did you love how I woke you this morning?” “Silly man, I love you always, but thank you for making my fantasy come true today.” “Did you have fun doing it for me?” “Sweetbabes, that was so fucking hot, I almost came before I figured out how to get in without waking you up. Tell me for real, we’re you awake before I got inside?” “No, not at all, you were very stealth about it, but once you started moving, I faked it for you.” “I’m sorry Marc I tried hard.” “Don’t be silly, I loved every second even the faked part, I did that for you, lover boy.” “Would you do that with me one day?” “Of course, but I won’t tell you when.” “Yeah, I get it, I love you sweetie. Now let’s get a good shower and burn the sheets!” “So, you want the wrath of Lisa on your ass, huh?”

SHOWER TIME

I’m glad there are no surveillance cameras in the bedroom, really! I’m not even going to attempt to describe the two bad-ass dudes dragging their asses to the shower room. But the shower helped us reclaim our refreshed studly selves once more. Nothing sexual going on unless helping each other shampoo each other’s hair and scrubbing backs, counts. Even that low-key activity stirred life in our loins. Like I say often, we’re not kids, our dicks will appreciate the rest for a while. We did have fun once the powerful jets forcefully made sure we were awake. I personally love hugging naked Larry, in or out of the shower. But hugging all soaped up is a trip, one that will never grow old for me. And then, standing under the gentle ceiling rain shower to finish rinsing off and hugging or kissing is very romantic. 

Under the rain shower

I don’t know why that none of this happened with Lisa and me over the years. Perhaps it was her penchant for soaking in a deep tub. Bubble baths in the Clawfoot tub for her all alone was really her thing. And if you remember, it took Larry to fix the shower heads properly in the shower room. That room is more masculine than feminine. I really enjoy every second I’m in there with him. Maybe the communal nature of the shower is a guy thing anyway. There’s nothing sensual and private in that glass brick room. Well, unless we are in there! 😛

I think we spent more than usual time under the rain shower, why not? Reality lives outside the shower room; work has reared it’s ugly head once more. Nah, we love working together. My eyeballs have never been happier! After drying off we do the air-dry walk every morning, haha! I’m serious, that’s way more fun with him walking along with me after all the years walking alone to the kitchen or office closet for clothes. You’d think we’d put some of our clothes back in the bedroom. Why bother naked is way more fun. then there’s always the bath towels if we need to cover ourselves. 

So that’s where we are now, headed for breakfast, coffee and whatever. Maybe we’ll finish talking about Larry’s RV trip dream, probably should.

KITCHEN CHATTING

Us and then Nude Beach Area Temperatures

Speaking of renting an RV, I’m okay, I guess. I don’t know what we’ll find out there to rent, furthermore, the coast has remained in the mid 60°s for several weeks. I’d rather not give my dick permission to hide any more than it does when it’s cold anyway. But I promise myself, no more dick concerns, Larry likes me just the way I am except for the dick paranoia. 🤪 I don’t want to be the wet blanket in our relationship. He could have brought up the tent camping and didn’t. Maybe I should do it to show him I’m ready to do what he likes too. My luck it will be tent camping. I’m going to bring it up anyway. “Babe, you want to try and twist my arm into camping out?” “Marc, I’d probably be just flapping my gums without a win, if I did.” No babe, I’ll listen, you listen to my ideas all the time.” 

“Marc, I have everything we’d need in my garage, so we wouldn’t need to buy any camping equipment. I have a big tent, cots to sleep on or an air mattress. Cooking stuff, whatever.” “Babe I was pretty sure you did; we’ve talked in the past about how you and Ellen like to camp out.” “Yeah, we talked a long time ago, it’s more about camping is my thing, not hers.” “Haha, that’s not to hard to believe, you’d never get Lisa out in a tent, even in the backyard!”

“Hey, backyard huh? We could camp out in the backyard, I don’t want to do it in my yard, too close to the wives.” I laughed a bit and said that the free part of my yard was close to his house too. But I’m not going to rain on his parade. “Marc, we could face the tent towards the trees and away from the house and pool, or whatever looks like we didn’t go anywhere.” “Thinking this through huh, babe? What else do you have?” “Well, I have a fire ring we could build a campfire.” “You do realize it’s still over 80° after dark right?” “Well, you asked what else I had.” “I know babe, I went for the humor, that’s all.”

“Marc, there’s one small problem I can see with the sleeping arrangements. If we use cots, we’ll be all alone in our cots. And if we use the air mattress, how are you going to get up? Remember, your knees.” “Babe, I guess you could help me get up.” “Of course, I’d help, but what if you had to pee really bad in the middle of the night, and I didn’t wake up fast enough to help. And, which trees will we pee on?” “Whoa, what do you mean trees? The house is close by, or we can pee in a bottle.” “You got bottles with big enough openings for our dicks? I don’t want to get my dick stuck in a bottle!” 

I saw our sleeping arrangements rapidly dissolve into bottles with big enough openings for our dicks not to get trapped inside. Haha, this was turning into one of our better breakfast conversations. “Hey babe, have you forgotten that our ‘living in the country’ brings out nocturnal animals at night? I’m sure you’ve smelled the skunks at times, right?” “Maybe the fire will scare them away. You know Marc, maybe tent camping in the backyard works better when you’re a kid, huh? Besides, I didn’t wait this long to sleep by your side, to give it up to play with my camping stuff!” “Larry, I’ll tell you what, when I get my knees right again, I’ll let you show me a great time camping out in your tent! But it better be someplace where I don’t have to sleep with clothes on, okay?” “Marc, I love you naked, why would I do anything to change that?” That was a great answer in question form.

LET’S FOCUS ON GOOD EATS

“Hey Sweetbabes, wanna omelette for breakfast?” “Sure, how about one with asparagus?” “How would you like a knuckle sandwich omelette instead?” “No thanks, I’ll eat whatever you make, that’ll be much better?” “Will you make us some toast, please?” “Roger that, anything else I can do?” “Come over here and I’ll show you.” There something charming about the perpetual horniness of a naked cook, don’t you think? That’ll never grow old for me, I have a lot of years to make up for, and I’m sure he does, too. 

Now that’s an omelette if I ever saw one!

Well, I didn’t get my asparagus omelette or the knuckle sandwich version, too. But for a guy who’s not big into a lot of items that could be added to an omelette, he tries to work with what we have on hand. Today he found a can of Ortega Mild Chilies and a can of sliced black olives, they both got in the omelette with some shredded pepper jack cheese. It was really one of his tastiest, too. However, it was more fun watching him pick out all the sliced black olives with his fork. I can guarantee, sliced black olives will never show up again! And I bet if he sees me put some in the shopping cart, he’ll remove them when I’m not looking. 

An aside here; I’ve always been the grocery shopper of the house, my wife works downtown, I work at home. Makes sense for me to shop, I do most of the cooking, that makes even more sense then. In Larry’s home, well before the COVID-19 virus, his wife Ellen worked downtown, and Larry worked in South Sacramento, but Ellen did the grocery shopping by herself. Larry avoids shopping in stores as he avoids COVID-19. However, now that he has been living with me, he likes shopping with me. I really enjoy the company and get food ideas from him too. Of course, that’s mostly, bacon and rib eye steaks. Okay, I promised him I’d stop making fun of his food choices some time ago. He’s a lot more than a two-item man now. Case in point, there’s all the stuff he adds to the shopping cart I didn’t expect. It’s still fun for me when we get home and unpack the bags. The pantry will shock Lisa if she comes back and sees what’s in it now. I just know it, she’s the healthy food nut of the house. Remember when I told you Larry doesn’t gain weight easily, maybe it was because he didn’t shop for food himself. Haha, I’ll keep an eye on his belly for you as he consumes the Larry-centric food stuffs he buys. I think I found the real secret of his unchanging waistline.

OH YEAH, JOE THE POOL MAN THING

Our breakfast conversations was interesting this morning. Apparently, my pool man has been on Larry’s mind lately. “Marc, what do you think we should do about Joe?” “Do you mean, my pool man? Let him go?” “No, why would you do that? I mean him finding me here with you all the time or maybe in the pool, you know, like we are usually.” 

I knew this topic was coming one day, even some of you guys knew it was coming and asked about it. There must be a reason why we haven’t sat down and hashed this out between us yet. It’s been several weeks together now, and we haven’t had a problem yet. However, the heat has been a daily topic for a while, and we’ve hit the pool at many different times during the day. The inevitable is on the horizon, and my buddy has tapped into that I believe. “Okay Larry, what ‘thing’ is on your mind about him?” “You caught that, huh?” I just laughed the kind of laugh that brought him into the humor of this situation. 

“Larry, what really is at the bottom of this, you might be caught naked in the pool, or maybe he’ll think we are gay?” “What if I said, both?” “Nothing wrong with that answer, babe. What would you suggest we do about it; it’s bound to happen.” “Can we talk seriously about it today, or right now?” “You are that serious about this, huh?” “Yes, I am, it’s been bothering me for a bit lately.” “Just a little bit?” “No asswipe, a lot bit, it’s been on my mind a lot, you fucker. I’m really serious about this.” “Hey, I’m only playing with you, we can always talk, you know that.” “I know, I just wanted to call you an asswipe, I owed you one.” “Alright, let’s refill our coffee, and hash this out to rest your mind.”

Larry made a second pot of coffee and I rinsed out our cups and brought out a bag of cookies just in case this gets to be a long-winded thing. I finally realized this was not a joking thing like I thought it was at first. My sweet buddy wrote a few chapters for the blog and found his soft caring side big time. This side is a lot more direct and to the point, there’ll be no fucking around on that topic this morning.

Larry started the conversation with something I should have figured out for myself. He was thinking that we could be proactive not reactive about this. Why get caught unnecessarily, maybe we could have a talk with both the pool and the grounds keeper Aldo, too. “Marc, why don’t we just tell Joe I’m sharing resources with you so we can both work from your house, and our wives are doing the same next door.” “Okay that would cover you being here. What about your naked ass in the pool?” “Well, we could tell Joe that we’ve been best buddies for years and both of us like swimming naked anyway, so why not?” My mind went directly to, why the fuck didn’t we do that years ago for real! Oh well, old news. “Larry that’s true enough to be us. So, are you going to tell him yourself?” “No way, I’m the guest here, you do it.” “If I didn’t love you so fucking much, I’d be laughing at you right now. I think I’ll laugh anyway.” “So, Marc, you got better ideas?” “Yeah, you’re the ‘Hustler’ that I hired to feed me ‘peeled grapes’ and give me ‘special massages’ in the pool.” “I bet you don’t have the guts to tell him that, even laughing. Come on get serious Marc!” “Come on yourself, we don’t have to be all serious to fix this, you need to lighten up with me, babe.”

I guess he had enough of me playing around with this because he didn’t give up on the serious tone and direction it was taking. “Marcus are you ready to think this out with me?” “Of course, I am.” “I think you’ve been having too much fun with this; that’s what I think.” “Okay, I promise to get real for you.” Whereupon our conversation finally looked for an answer to what had become a serious issue for him. Maybe I love joking around so much with him that I overlooked the possibility that this was a serious concern for him. The weather was perfect to take our talks outside to my deck instead of the kitchen.

Us serious chatting on my office deck

“Marc, I know better than anyone how you guard yourself with those you deal with, and why you do, too. I’ll never compromise you, ever. This is kinda on me to make it right.” “Babe, what do you want to do about this? So far there’s been no problem.” “Yeah, see that’s a big problem for me. When things look all cool and safe, everything comes crashing down on you.” I knew exactly what he was alluding to, his history prior to our relationship proved him right. By not planning ahead he could literally be caught with his pants down, without a viable excuse. I just sipped on my coffee and let him work this out verbally with me.

“Marc, maybe I’m making this out to be bigger than it is. But I really love living here with you all the time now, I know you know that. I also love how comfortable you’ve made it for me to feel that way. I just don’t want to go back into hiding anymore.” “Babe, I agree totally, I can’t imagine losing what we have now.” “Yeah, for sure.”

One thing I learned years ago, stop talking and listen, I might learn something. I did and waited for Larry to verbalize on what was stirring around upstairs. “Sweetbabes, I know we can’t come out here, not now, not until there are big changes. And I don’t want to keep feeling like we are sneaking around, trying to hide stuff.” “Absolutely, I agree with you, babe.” And I shut up again, I think he knew I was going to give him as much time on the floor as he needed. “I want to start with Joe first, you’ve known him a long time. And I’ve met him briefly, too. We can talk about Aldo later, maybe if you want to. I want to go outside and talk to him the next time he’s here if we are up.” “I want to say, great, but what do you expect to tell him?”

Perhaps just sitting and airing out what was festering in his mind helped. I think he’s onto something. He told me that greeting Joe out on the deck, dressed not naked or in a sexily wrapped towel, he could introduce himself as a roommate for the duration of COVID-19 shelter at home. (The sexily wrapped towel comment was mine; he didn’t say that. But I thought it! Haha.) “I think Joe should know that I’m here, too. He will catch me or us naked in the pool or deck. That’s gonna happen one day, you know it!”

Larry’s on the right track, I know it for sure now that it’s out for discussion. It’s not just about him or his vanity, he’s concerned about how it affects me. How could I not know he’s had my back since we became best friends years ago? I mean what else would best friends do anyway.

“Marc, I think he should know this before we have to explain ourselves to him.” “I agree with you, now it’s how and when we do it.” “Hey Sweetbabes, I’d fucking do it right now if he were here. At least I’d have no time to talk myself out of it!” Yeah, that gave us a moment to find the humor in the situation. I offered him a chance to practice his ‘talk with Joe’ on me first if he was up to it. “Babe, you want to use me to be ‘Joe’ for practice?” “Let’s do it, I started this, I’ll finish it. It might be hard though, Joe’s pretty hot looking!” “I’m going to let that slide by, you haven’t seen him like I have!” “Marcus, sweetie, no one will ever be hotter than you!” And then he laughed! I don’t think laughing is the proper thing to do after telling me that no one is hotter than me, I’m just saying! Haha. The practice session was not what I expected it would be, clearly it needed to be Joe that he was talking to, not me play acting.

See I knew if I shut the fuck up when it’s most important to do so, that he’d find the way out of the mind mess he put himself into. Besides, after we rested the topic, he leaned over and planted a great big kiss on me for thanks. “So, you really think Joe will believe me?” “Babe, what part of your thinking on telling him is fake? If he doesn’t believe it, that’s his problem.” “Yeah but, what if he spreads what’s going on here with other neighbors, that he might be doing pool work?” “Well he’s only spreading what you told him, not that we horny fuckers together, haha!” Well at least I got him to laugh and lose the serious face for a while.

“Larry, now let me ask you something.” “Okay, go for it.” “How will you act if he does come one afternoon and you are bare-assed naked, either in the pool or sunning yourself?” “I knew that question was coming, we kinda talked about that before I think. I guess we will know if he doesn’t come in the morning, that maybe he’ll be here later in the day. I could hide out, but I don’t want to live that life anymore.” “I don’t blame you babe, me too.” “Marc, do you think my being so comfortable naked around you, will work with others, too?” “It had in the past for you, buddy. I could think of a couple times in recent history. I bet you and Joe will end up friends, naked or not, just like he is with me.” 

“Marc, how did you handle Joe seeing you all naked the first time?” “I freaked out, but mostly after he left the yard that day. I thought about that meeting for days. Joe didn’t handle it much better himself; he was apologizing all over the fucking place. Maybe I was angrier at him for not being here at the right time and crashing my personal time in the pool. We have a different relationship now though.”

Joe has been servicing my pool for an exceptionally long time now, he’s gone from a 20-something-year-old kid to a man I like and respect a lot. We’ve had a lot of just guys conversations over the years. I know about his family and we even discussed the food we loved. I introduced him to Dominick's Sicilian Deli for sandwiches. Something he often reminds me about how much he loves them. 

Me (ya right), missing Joe’s dick slip behind me.

I’m perfectly comfortable if he catches me naked in the pool now. Yes, I know you know about my ‘grower’ issue in front of guys. Joe is like family to me, I don’t sweat naked with him, it’s been years and a lot of afternoons caught in-pool encounters. I’m not sure Joe even looked at my dick that first day, or any other time. He’s very 'straight acting'. OMG, I just wrote that, and it instantly reminded me of us, I’m laughing my fucking ass off right now. Now I’m wondering like Larry, if his dick slips were on purpose as a pay it forward by him. Maybe he has no fucking idea that I see his junk when he crouches on his haunches to talk to me in the pool. Haha, I’m sure I’d know if my dick or balls were poking out my shorts while crouching down though. 

Oh, one more thing I can answer here, from questions I got often in emails after they read the chapter on Joe and Aldo. Do I fantasize about having sex with either of them? No, I’m sorry if that disappoints you, there’s only been one guy that I ever fantasized about. You know him well by now. Ask me if I know why and I can tell you that I haven’t got a fucking clue why not. Maybe it’s just that Larry made the biggest impression and I never got over it. Maybe a better question would be if I’d like to see Joe totally naked. Yes, I would love to see him that way. I’ve seen his parts for years, but not as a whole. I’d be curious, that’s all. I also think that will never happen if Joe has any say in the matter. Unless he sees Larry naked one day and has an epiphany to match mine. I wouldn’t blame him. I think I better get back to the story.

“So, babe, you going to try to get caught by him naked now?” “I know you are waiting to make me laugh, so yeah! I kinda want to, does that make you upset with me?” “Haha, see I laughed. Nah, why should I. Does it make a difference to you if we are both in the pool or deck naked?” “I hope not Marc. Should I?” “Babe, like I always say, got to love you! Maybe if we were having sex in the pool, that would be more than awkward.” “Marcus, remember that squeaky fence gate I always complained about? I’m happy it still squeaks. That’s our first line of defense.” “So, you finally got that huh? Now you know why it still squeaks.” Haha. 

“Marc, Thursday is Joe’s day for the pool, right?” “You bet, 8:00 am is his time, give or take 24 hours! Haha!” “Oh, come on, I’m serious, is he usually on time?” “Yes, why, you going to try and meet him in the morning?” “I think so, just to introduce myself and warn him that I’ll be around, and he might run into me.” “You going to tell him that you’ll be all hairy-assed naked in the pool, too?” “Marcus, stop! I’m fucking serious!” “Hey babe lighten up, I know that. Let’s not make this too difficult, okay?” “I’m not, I just want to be comfortable outside with strangers, too. It’s not just for me, I don’t want him to think you’re fooling around behind Lisa’s back. He wouldn’t know it’s okay with them.” “I’m sorry babe, I just thought you’d like a little laugh once in a while, I know this is serious to you. So then, will you tell him that you are like me and would be naked in the pool?” “I’m thinking about that, I might. Maybe it will be like pulling off a bandaid on my hairy skin, do it fast and get it over with.” “Good, I think you should. Do you want me out there with you in the morning?” “No, not really. I have to do this on my own. I can do it!”

So, that’s where ‘Joe the pool man’ conversation stopped this morning. Something about how my ass was being coveted by him, sort of worked it’s way into the extended conversation and the remaining coffee left in the cups had turned cold. 

Sometimes my mind wanders off when I hear how my body has been dully requested, to when either one of us might have tried that with our wives. There might be a 15% chance of the desired action actually happening. “So, Larry, did that Joe talk get me a boner to play with?” “Why don’t you come check!” I don’t have to be told more than once, however; I’m surprised I didn’t go check for myself without asking first. My thinking here is that there will be day soon enough when Aldo my grounds keeper gets top billing like Joe did today. Marc knows from reading the journal that Aldo was in the pool with me nude once, only once. There was nothing sexual intended, the man needed to cool off and I offered the pool to him. He obviously had no swim wear on him or in his truck. Once he used the outside shower to wash off the body sweat, he was in the pool for a little while. I wonder what Larry will come up with for Aldo one day. Aldo also uses 8:00 am start time. Those were my requests so the yard would be free of them when I used the pool. Aldo usually holds to his time better than Joe.

AFTER WORK DINNER TOPIC

We were still at work at 5:00 pm and I had a feeling, the kind of funny feeling that alerts you to someone is watching you. Well there’s only one other person in the house and apparently, he stopped work before me. Larry turned his chair towards my desk and was quietly watching me on my laptop writing. “How long have you been watching me?” “Long enough. Did you know that you make faces when you type?” “Really, huh?” “And not the smiling kind, too. Were you writing up somebody?” “I was writing some memos that needed to be done; not everyone knows how to work from home, and get work done.” “So, are you proud of me? I guessed something was wrong just by watching your face. And…. I got to look at you without you knowing. I missed you.” I had to laugh; we were in the pool just a couple of hours ago. “Babe, we were just in the pool a little while ago, remember?” “Yeah, of course, but I still missed you.” “Thank you, babe, I missed you too. Let’s say we blow this joint and head to the kitchen to talk about what’s for dinner.”

Lisa will never know my naked ass was on the counter.

Larry told me he wasn’t that hungry yet, maybe we could fool around if I wanted to. There’s only one right response to that, “Why don’t you come over here and show me what you have in mind.” I was shown that he really missed me. I like being missed by him. I bet he was writing you guys or maybe a new chapter, because the horny factor was off the chart. “Babe where would you like to go that’s more comfortable than standing in the kitchen?” “I like the kitchen Sweetbabes. Jump up on the island counter for me.” 

I’m sure glad we have the house to ourselves, but the island counter can be seen from the large window to the pool area. Maybe that was part of his plan, to be caught with my dick in his mouth. Because that is what happened as soon as I jumped up. Not the caught part, the dick part. I keep thinking, I really like this arrangement of living together that we have. I like how my dick gets in the equations often. Please don’t feel like I ignore my responsibilities with him though. I’m sure he likes our arrangement just as well. There’s this little quirk lately, just before I might want to finish with a bang, I get, okay my turn. Okay, get me hard as a rock about ready to drip, and “My turn.” All right, I like sucking dick, whoops much better said, “I love sucking his dick!” But turn around is fair play, if I watch carefully like he did, maybe we can both be in the same boat. Who know what two super horny men might do next!

ROUND TWO IN THE POOL

Hey, I’d know that dick anywhere!

I was able to stop him in time and told him, “Meet me in the pool for round two.” That’s not a long walk from the kitchen, and we are wearing the correct swimwear, nothing. And if you know about our area of Northern California Valley the worst heat of the day is from 4:00 pm to almost 7:00 pm. This was the timeframe and it’s fucking HOT outside, still over 100°, but the palm trees are shading the pool and the pool thermostat shuts off at 85°. The water feels great for a round two as far as I’m concerned.

I also figured the abrupt ending of my dick sucking was going to put him into action mode. I’m ready for him. But he took a couple of laps first, probably to throw me off some. So, I joined in with the lap swimming too. Before we reached the deep end of the pool, he grabbed onto me mid-lap. He wrapped his powerful forearm tight around my middle and it sure as hell stopped me in my lane. He actually power-swam me in tow, over to the underwater seat. I didn’t fight him because I really love feeling his strength all the time. He makes being powerful, fucking beautiful. Well, he’s very gentle while being fucking powerful. Whatever, I should call it, it makes me feel he’s quite capable of protecting me as much as turning me into a pretzel if I deserved it.

He had one hand working my hole and the other working my dick. I reached around me to check on his readiness, yeah, he’s ready. He could dig for clams with that dick of his right now. I hope he doesn’t try to find clams in my hole though. This time he meant business, and my ass was well aware too. Damn, he feels good, I don’t know where he learned how to be an incredible lover, maybe he’s always been that way, IDK. 

Maybe you’ll get how hard this is to do in water.

It took longer for him to cum this time; that’s was aces with me. And when his time came, he breathily whispered in my ear how much he loved me and wanted to show me by fucking me this way. He stayed in position for what seemed like a long time afterwards, and he still felt hard. After a minute still connected, he started slowly fucking me again, just the way he knows I love. I have to tell you I wasn’t going to be able to hold off cumming this time. He knows that I get very into his slow deep fucking; it’s almost impossible for me not to want to cum that way. Maybe it’s my prostate, as the beneficiary. I knew I didn’t want to cum into the pool though. I’ve done that by accident in the past by myself and the cum takes on a swimming life of its own in the water. I quickly told him to let me jump up on the underwater seat and shoot my load on the cool deck, we can wash it off later. He did pull out as requested and as soon as I jumped up on the seat, I shot my big load. Okay, if you think I’m bragging, go right ahead, I turned 58-years-old last June, and I shot a load that hit the hedges not the cool deck. You can ask Larry, he’ll tell you. I was fucking amazing. I didn’t even have my hand on my dick too! I’ve never been so proud of my aging body! 

Okay, that was legit bragging, come on let me have that okay. I can get back to having a dribble-puss dick again later. Today I’m a fucking stud! 😛 

There’s something unique about writing journal stories when you’re so horny that perspective can be slanted just a bit, a lot! I re-read how studly I was in the paragraph above. I treasure your support and love, so I can’t let you believe I shot my load like an 18-year-old, I’m sorry about that. Everything is almost true, so let me correct a few things for you. First, I couldn’t jump up if Jaws was in the pool, I got up with his butt push on me though, okay? Second, my hand wasn’t on my dick, it was under it aiming, that’s almost the same, right? Third, shot a load; maybe more like, I came stronger than usual. Fourth, in this lifetime, hitting the hedges beyond the cool deck? Get fucking real Marcus! I didn’t have my glasses on, maybe I hoped I did? At least I wasn’t a dribble puss! 

See aren’t you glad I’m horny most of the time I write. Anyway, I’d rather you laugh at my attempts to recapture my youth than think I lie about stuff we do together. At least we are close in age and don’t have to try to be anything other than what we are. I bet Larry would agree with me. I hope so.

Our day wound down to a relaxing pace and just some lounging time. We both got on our iPads and caught up writing back to you guys for a while. I spent some time writing this chapter too. With Larry being an active contributor of the blog, he knows I’ll need some time to write during the day.

I looked up at my babe writing on his iPad, and just watched until he looked over to me and asked if everything was okay. I told him yes of course, that I was just thinking about our conversation about Joe this morning. Tomorrow morning is Joe’s time to be here. “So, are you going try and meet up with Joe in the morning?” “I think I should Marc, don’t you?” “Sure, you live here now, you’ve got to be comfortable, not Joe. He’ll be done in a half hour and gone. You will be dressed right?” “Don’t worry Sweetbabes, I won’t introduce all of me at one time. Hahah! I just think if he knows that I’m staying here with you and if he catches me one day naked in the yard, I could explain myself better, you know, that we are okay being naked around each other.” “Larry, that’s sounds perfect to me.” “Thanks buddy. You know, every day I’m with you makes me not want to hide anymore, I really like who I am now. Don’t worry, I know I still have to watch out for you though, I have your back. But I love your front better!” 😜

WRAPPING IT UP NOW

I don’t spend much time discussing our work in the journal other than the time we spend in the same room working together. I’ve been learning about the new responsibilities dumped on me, so I’ve let Larry take over the chapters for you. Don’t worry about me, I’m a quick study and I have the one person with me who has my back 110% or more of the time. I guess you know that by now. 

I don’t want to bore the shit out of you with us. Our daily lives sheltering at home is almost like the movie ‘Groundhog’s Day,’ so I try to remember conversations we had or stuff we did that day for you, but mostly, I write about the love we have for each other. That’s very special and will never grow old for me and hopefully him. 

It’s time now for me to be with Larry; private just for us time, that I won’t write about. I share so much of us with you, I hope you understand how important this private time is for us.

Thanks for being with us in this journal blog.

Marcus

LARRY’S UPDATE

Since it’s taken time to write and illustrate this chapter for you. Larry did follow through with Joe in the morning. Fortunately, Joe was right on time with his toolbox of chemicals and pool tools. I decided to get up and watch from the kitchen window being careful not to be seen spying. I could have introduced Larry I guess, but he let me know this was on him, not me. Perfect kind of buddy to be living with.

Larry meets up with Joe this morning

Larry wore his new swimsuit to meet Joe because we donated his board shorts long ago, haha. He’s a lot hotter looking than ever before, goodbye board shorts! My brave buddy went shirtless too. I guess he didn’t lie last night when he said he was tired of hiding. Good for all of us! Joe had set down his tool box and squatted down to get a sample of the water to test. That set the stage for Larry to do what he planned the night before. Larry thankfully left my office door open to go meet Joe. I could hear them talking fairly well.

“Hi Joe!” An unfamiliar voice seemed to startle Joe a bit, and Larry continued on with his plan. “I wanted to meet you Joe, I’m Larry, Marc’s business partner, I’m staying here with him to work out of his office during the virus thing.” “Joe got up to greet him, but kept his distance and did not shake hands. They exchanged greetings as expected. No question Joe got an eyeful of my babe this morning, Larry might tend to do that the first time you meet him, especially if he has that swimsuit on and shirtless. It was the perfect thing for him to do, he’s going to leave a lasting impression on Joe, one which might make him wish he could see the rest of Larry. Hey, maybe it’ll be next week, later in the day instead of the morning. I should put that in my calendar to see if it happens. If I was Joe, I’d put that in my calendar as soon as I got back in the truck! Haha!

They were chatting and laughing a lot, plus I could see a really comfortable almost naked Larry out there talking to someone he never spent time with before. I wondered what they were talking about because it wasn’t a loud conversation any longer, but it was interspersed with hearty laughter. Trust me, Larry will be grilled. I wasn’t going to bust in on their fun though. I’m so happy to see Larry acting like this, especially dressed like he was. I must have done a great job convincing him about how hot he looks. Maybe it was you guys writing him instead. 

After Joe left, Larry came back inside to have breakfast and coffee with me. I had to know, what was so funny. “Babe, a lot of laughter, funny stories, huh?” “Maybe.” “Oh, come on, I’m dying to know.” “Promise not to be mad?” “Maybe.” “Then I can’t tell you.” “Okay, not going to be mad.” “I brought up him catching you naked the first time in the pool.” “You did not!” “Did too, and he says he sees you naked lots of times, but he’s gotten used to it now. Anyway, he thinks you’re a cool dude.” “So, I told him that I like to swim naked too, just like you, and don’t be alarmed if he sees me naked out there one day.” “What did he say?” “You’re not going to believe it.” “You going to tease me with this?” “Just having fun because I feel awesome for not hiding myself. He said that he swims naked at home and said a lot of his clients get caught naked sooner or later.” “Is that all he told you?” “Still curious huh?” “What do you think?” “I think I better tell you so we can eat in peace. He said there were hot afternoons when he saw you naked in the pool and wished he could have been in the pool to cool off, too.” “What, pray tell did you say back to him?” “Don’t get mad, you promised. I asked him why he didn’t ask you if he could come in the pool to cool off. He said that you should have been the one to invite him in.” “Okay, what else did you say to him?” ‘You promised me, I told him if I were in the pool that he could come in to cool off anytime.”  “You really told him that, huh? Do you think he’ll do it?” “Probably. You know Sweetbabes, if we are planning on going to nude beaches this Summer, we will meet naked guys, right. At least you know Joe, besides, you said you’ve seen his junk pop out of his shorts at times, what’s the problem?” “Not a fucking thing babe, not a single fucking thing. You are an amazing partner buddy!”

Our journal continues with Larry’s seventh Chapter:

https://brosgonerogue.blogspot.com/2020/08/larrys-7th-post-new-me.html