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  "Nice one bud," Gus exclaimed, and just as he tossed the croaker back in the water after assisting Mark with getting it off the hook his line tensed up. Gus set the hook and proceeded to reel in a nice 20 inch puppy drum.

  "This is gonna be a fun week," Mark exclaimed.

  As soon as Gus got the fish in, Mark got another hit, and brought in another croaker. Gus followed with two more puppy drum and flounder. The two naked men were like little kids discovering the joy of fishing all over again pulling in fish left and right for half an hour.

  "What a great spot," Gus thought.

  Aaron had stepped out onto the back deck to watch his men fishing and to let them know that dinner wouldn't be long. "We've both already landed five fish, Marine, you're behind," Gus chuckled.

  "I'll catch up tomorrow, hairy fisherman, don't worry," Aaron replied.

  Mark and Gus made their way back up to the house for dinner, and the three men sat around the table and talked. Aaron had concocted a meal of jambalaya with andouille sausage & shrimp, collards, cornbread and a chopped salad. The men enjoyed the food and engaged more deeply in conversation than they had as a threesome up until this point. Each of their focus was on the other two - a very warm adoration, care, and admiration of one another emerged sincerely. The love each of them felt was palpable and as they ate naked, their cocks thickened through the conversation. Each of them noticed the others getting hard through the convenience of the glass top on the dining room table.

  Gus did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen while Aaron and Mark made their way to the bedroom. Aaron had helped Mark get positioned upright in the bed, and both of them laid their fully erect, Aaron teasing Mark's nipples, as Gus walked in to join his Marines in their king size bed.

  "I'm still holding your cum, Gus," Mark said, "Either of you want to give me some more? Short window for action here."

  "I'd love to watch Aaron fuck you full of cum while you lay back on my chest, Mark, that sound okay?" Gus asked.

  "Sounds like a plan to me," Aaron answered.

  Gus pulled Mark's back up against his furry pelt and leaned down to kiss his neck, while Aaron positioned himself between Gus and Mark's legs. Aaron probed Mark's hole with a couple lube-doused fingers and could feel Gus' earlier deposited seed inside of him. Gus placed his hands under Mark's hamstrings and assisted in lifting him on to Aaron's dripping dick. Mark could feel Gus' hard dick pressed between his back and Gus' furry belly. Aaron slid all the way into Mark and embraced both him and Gus as Mark moaned in delight.

  Mark and Aaron kissed passionately while Aaron thrusted into him. Gus sucked on Mark's neck and massaged his shoulders while Aaron passionately fucked him. Aaron pulled his face away from Mark's long enough to say he wasn't going to last long, and then smashed his beard into Gus' over Mark's shoulder and moaned into his mouth while he let loose a load inside of his husband.

  "Come on, Gus, give me one more load," Mark moaned thirstily as Aaron pulled out of his ass. Gus sucked Mark's neck and let an "okay," vibrate into Mark's ear. Aaron lifted Mark by his hips and slid him down onto Gus' cock eliciting yet another gasp from Mark, whose spent hole easily enveloped Gus' to the base. Gus thrusted his hips upward and Aaron, his hands now under both of Mark's armpits, lifted and slammed Mark down onto Gus to meet his thrusts. The three men picked up their pace and Mark let out a loud groan, and a spray of cum onto his husband's furry chest and up into his face, which Aaron happily licked up. Gus screamed in delight and gave Mark what he wanted, his third load of cum for the evening.

  Out of breath, the three men collapsed backwards on top of one another with Mark in the middle of the man sandwich, glowing in a post-sex euphoria. Gus' cock softened enough to escape Mark. There was so much cum inside of Mark and his asshole was loosened enough that keeping the cum from oozing out was no longer an option.

  Mark reached down with his left hand to feel the cum escape his battered hole and smiled. "Can someone help me into the bathroom real quick?" Mark asked. Aaron gladly obliged as Gus moved his chair into the bathroom so he could have a little privacy and join them again when he was ready. Aaron and Gus retreated back to the bed, held each other tightly, and pressed their beards together softly, expressing their love and tenderness to one another while the waited for Mark to join them so they could get some sleep.

  A few minutes later Mark made his way back into the bedroom, and expertly used the pulley the guys had installed on the bathroom side of the bed to hoist himself into the bed with his men, no assistance required. Aaron picked up his phone fro the bedside table and saw that he had a message from Ray and Max and smiled. "Get over here between us, Mark," Aaron directed, as he held the camera up in front of the three of them to take a picture. Gus, Mark and Aaron put their faces close together and grinned and Aaron snapped the selfie. He chuckled, and sent the picture to Ray and Max, saying, "Hey guys, we're in your neck of the woods for the next week. Let us know if y'all want to get together."

  The men joined in a group embrace and drifted off to sleep. Another adventure underway.

  Chapter 4

  Gus woke up first just before sunrise, started a pot of coffee and headed down to the dock to throw a couple lines before his lovers stirred. He still felt confident that he'd be okay fishing naked but threw a pair of shorts over his shoulder just in case. He wanted to make sure they got a whole week in here without offending anyone. Gus snapped a picture of the soft pre dawn purples shimmering off the water in the sound. There was no wind, and the water acted as a mirror reflecting the purple wisps of clouds back into themselves. Before putting his phone down Gus posted the picture to his Facebook account with the caption, "Ahh, sunrise in Topsail."

  Cut bait had worked well for Gus and Mark last evening, so Gus baited back up with a chunk of mullet and added a strip of squid for extra measure. He hoped his bottom rig might entice a flounder or redfish he could prepare the boys for lunch. Gus casted out toward the middle of the channel, noticing that the tide was flowing out toward the inlet to his left. Gus held his spin cast rod in his left hand, pinching the line between his index finger and the fiberglass so he could feel any nibbles on his bait.

  A few sips of coffee, about five minutes on the clock, and as the sun broke the horizon to his back, Gus felt his line move. A nibble, then the bait dropped, another nibble, then the bait dropped again. A third nibble and then, wham, a full strike on his line which bent his rod. Gus tightened his drag and set the hook. The fish ran, and pulled Gus' line out. Keeping his rod tip up, Gus let the fish run and when it paused he reeled as fast as he could until the next run started. "This is a big fish," Gus thought.

  The door onto the back porch slid open and Aaron emerged in his fishing uniform with a cup of coffee in his hand. He looked down upon his furry fisherman fighting his first hook up of the morning. The way the sun glistened off Gus' hairy naked body caused Aaron's dick to swell. He didn't say a word, and sipped his coffee as Gus fought what seemed to be a big fish.

  After almost ten minutes of runs and reeling, Gus had finally tired the fish out. He brought it to the edge of the dock and reached down, putting his hand into the fish's mouth to pull it up out of the water. "Wow, you're a beauty," Gus said to the giant bull red he hoisted up onto the dock. As he turned he noticed Aaron watching him up on the porch and held up the massive fish to show off his trophy.

  Gus had seen big bull reds before, but had never caught one this big, especially dock fishing. The large red, silver and copper colored scales shone in the early morning sun, as did the quarter sized dark spot on the fishes tail. Gus guessed this fish weighed forty pounds and was a good three feet in length.

  "Holy shit fisherman," Aaron exclaimed from the deck, "That's a huge red."

  "Hell yeah! She's a beauty isn't she," Gus replied.

  Gus, still feeling the exhilaration that accompanies landing a massive fish smiled from ear to ear, unhooked the fish and brought it back into the garage where his fish cooler, already packed with ice, was stored. He ad
mired the fish one more time before laying it in the cooler. He wasn't sure if this was a fish for eating or a fish for mounting. One way or another, he was keeping her though.

  The elevator door dinged and Mark rolled out into the garage, also still naked sitting in his chair. "What's all the commotion about, let me see, Gus."

  Gus held the fish back up one more time, and Mark's jaw dropped. "Holy hell, Gus, she's fucking huge. You caught that fish off the dock? What were you fishing with?"

  "Yessir, right out there- same cut bait we were using last night, but with the addition of squid strip for extra flavor," Gus answered.

  "That's incredible. Damn fisherman, you know what you're doing don't you," Mark replied.

  "I'm a lucky man, in many ways," Gus smiled.

  Gus closed the massive redfish in the cooler and headed back out to the dock to grab his shorts and phone before heading up to have some breakfast, and relive the landing of his first trophy of the trip. The men ate eggs, bacon and toast out on the deck naked, and watched as the boat traffic started to pick up in the sound. Mostly fishing boats and a few speed boats followed the deeper parts of the channel entering and exiting the Atlantic ocean just to their left. The men thought it would probably be smart to dawn at least some shorts if they were going to be out around the house during the day.

  "But once your back inside, or once we're out secluded on the boat, all clothes are off, okay?" Gus nodded at his men.

  "Agreed," Aaron responded.

  "Sir yes sir," Mark chuckled.

  "Speaking of the boat, Gus, when do we go pick it up?" Mark asked.

  "Supposed to be ready for us by 10AM today, up at the little marina we passed on the way down. Figured we could all hop in the truck and then a couple of us could bring the boat back here while the other drives the truck home," Gus responded.

  "Ray and Max have a boat, too," Aaron chimed in, "One made for big water it appears, they said they're up for boating up here from Kure Beach, and would also take us out into the Gulf Stream if we wanted to fish for Tuna." Aaron relayed the message from the text on his phone. "They also said that our friend looks familiar, with a winky face and a pig snout," Aaron laughed.

  "Wow, really?" Gus responded, "That's awesome, I'd love to get out to the Gulf Stream. So your brothers are going to come visit us this week?" Gus grinned.

  "Well, they wont be able to get away until the end of the week, but said, if the weather holds, they'd be up for taking off on Thursday morning pre-dawn and making the run up here to see us. Hang out Thursday, fuel up the boat, leave early AM Friday to hit the Gulf Stream, and then head back on Saturday. You boys up for that?" Aaron asked.

  "Hell yeah, it will be good to see those fuckers," Mark replied, "They're hilarious and tons of fun, and it's been way too long, tell them to come on!"

  "Gus, sound okay to you?"

  "Fine by me, Marine. Just fine," Gus smiled.

  Aaron typed back to them to set the plans, and then looked up at Gus. "So you gonna tell us just how well you know our brothers, Gus?"

  "Yeah, Gus, spill it," Mark followed.

  "Well, like I said, it was back in 2004, your brothers had just returned from their first tour in Afghanistan and were on an extended leave. I was camping not too far from here on the mainland side of the sound for a long weekend and came into Surf City one night to have a couple of beers at the pier. I was sitting at the bar and these two built men ended up next to me. Like I've said before, I love Topsail for the fishing and the Marines."

  "We struck up a conversation, shared fishing stories, and drank a lot of beers together. As we went to leave they invited me to walk with them back to there place, as I'd had a fair amount to drink and they didn't want me to make the 20 minute drive back to my campsite. They had a house in Surf City just a block off the beach, and only about a five minute walk from the bar, so we headed back there. One thing led to another, we ended up naked together, and we had a lot of fun," Gus smiled.

  "Not good enough, fisherman, more details, what did y'all do," Mark demanded.

  "Haha, alright alright, well I have to say I took a second look when Aaron showed me their picture yesterday, because at the time I met them they were both clean shaven, and all of us were a lot younger. They do look so much alike that I couldn't remember who was who so I just called them each, Marine," Gus continued.

  "Wait, I thought I was your Marine," Aaron cracked.

  "Well it does appear I have a soft spot for Marines now doesn't it?" Gus replied, "Anyway, we were fueled up on some beer and had been talking about taking a plunge in the ocean at night. It was a full moon without a cloud in the sky. One of the guys, just stripped down to nothing, and said, 'Let's go.' So we all took our clothes off and walked across the street naked to go jump in the ocean. It was probably about 2AM at this point, and no one was out or around," Gus explained.

  "So we waded out into the ocean together and these marines started wrestling around with each other. Even with all the beer I'd drank I was hard as a rock with these hot slabs of beef frolicking in front of me so I kept my distance to not get called out. Then, all of a sudden their drunken horseplay turned into some heavy making out. I couldn't believe my eyes."

  "They were naked, going at it, right in front of me in the ocean, we were about waist deep. Seeing this I moved in a little closer and poked my hard dick into the mix, to which they responded by grabbing me. One of them held me around the waist and picked me up out of the water while the other swallowed my cock. I was both in disbelief and in heaven at the same time."

  "Damn Gus, that's fucking hot, what happened next," Aaron prodded.

  "Kissing, groping, sucking in the ocean for a few minutes, until one of them urged us back to the house. We scurried across the street, hard-ons bouncing, and picked back up right where we had left off once the door was closed. We had some more beers and went back and forth with each other until sunrise, and woke up in a sticky heap in their bed around noon the next day. I can't fully remember what all we did and who did what to whom, but I'm pretty sure I came at least three times, and both of them came multiple times as well. It was really hot, and our chest and body hair was all matted together when we groggily awoke."

  "That sounds like Ray and Max," Mark chimed in, "Those boys drink like fish and love to have a good time. Was that it?"

  "Well, as we woke up, all three of us had raging morning wood, so one of the guys sucked me off while I sucked off the other who sucked off the guy who was sucking me off. I was sucking off the guy with the bigger dick. We were in a triangle shape on the bed. We all came one more time, and then I rinsed off in their shower and headed out. They said to come back later, but I never did. I got back to my campsite and slept off my hangover through the next evening, and the next day, I had to get home, so I never saw them again, until you pulled up that picture yesterday, Aaron. Small world," Gus concluded.

  "Small world indeed," Mark responded. "Aaron and I have had a few hot times with Ray and Max during our enlisted days. They're no drama, no jealousy types, so it made it really easy. Plus, they're both fucking hot and have a ton of stamina. They do look like they could be brothers, but Max is the shorter one, with the bigger dick, just so you know," Mark offered with a sly grin.

  "They're our brothers, and we had a really strong physical and emotional connection to them," Aaron continued, "But we lost touch shortly after the attack and life has been different since then, until now, I guess. I'm really glad we're gonna get to see those guys this week."

  "You think all five of us will fit in the king sized bed?" Gus asked with a laugh.

  "I'm sure we'll make due somehow," Aaron replied.

  Gus gathered up the breakfast plates from the table on the deck and headed back into the kitchen. He picked up his phone and noticed that he had two new friend requests and a message. Both Ray and Max had requested Gus' friendship, which he gladly accepted. He took a brief moment to scroll through each of their pictures to put their faces and names together accu
rately. He clicked over to open the message, thinking it would be from them, but was surprised to see a message from Bill, instead. It read:

  "Hey Gus! Hope you guys are doing well. I saw that awesome sunrise picture you posted this morning from Topsail - it's one of my family's favorite vacation spots. And as it so happens, we're down here this week too. Where abouts are you staying? We're up in a massive family house in North Topsail Beach. I'm with LeAnn, the kids and the extended family, but I'm sure she wouldn't mind if I met up with you and Aaron to grab a beer or do some fishing at some point ;). Let me know and I hope you're doing well."

  Gus grinned as he finished reading the message and walked back out onto the deck to join his marines taking in the morning sun. "Think we could fit six guys in the king bed," Gus chuckled. Mark and Aaron looked at him quizzically.