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  "Rusty fiddled with his dick while he was slobbering on mine. While he was a big man, his tool wasn't all that impressive, it definitely didn't stack up to the proportions of the rest of his hulking frame. He jerked himself off by pulling his fingers outward from the base of his cock toward the tip. To be honest I was a little disappointed at how small he was, but hell, that wasn't his choice, just like being gay was never mine, and I think there was an unspoken understanding there."

  "What about his ass, did it make up for it?" Mark asked.

  "Yeah, he had a big sturdy ass. He wanted it pounded too, and as prepared as he was for the fishing trip, he didn't have the slightest clue how to prepare for what he really wanted that day."

  "Aww fuck, really, you're gonna make this a shitty story?" Aaron questioned.

  "No. I'm not. I'm just sharing a story y'all asked to hear," Gus offered, taking the last sip of his third beer, and grabbing a fourth.

  "So this big ass redneck, did you fuck him or what?" Mark added, readying his rod to get back into the fishing action.

  "Rusty pulled back from sucking me and didn't say a word and wandered to the front of his boat. He jumped down, naked, and started walking down the shore. I know he wanted me to follow, but he didn't say anything, just started walking. I hopped off the front of the boat and wandered calmly along the shore. For the rest of our interaction there were few words. The conflict he carried was really deep. He knew he was going to hell for what he'd already done, yet, he didn't pull up the anchor or pummel me."

  "Along the shoreline a pine tree that had probably fallen three or for seasons ago sat bleached and smooth. Rusty walked over to it and bent over it, his 6'5 large ass propositioned as a piece of cake, there for the taking. I made my way behind him and ran my hands through his crack. I spit onto my dick and onto his hole and started working him with my fingers. After he loosened up slightly, and with a fresh wad of spit, I slowly pushed into him. He tensed up but never said a word. After I got in him and rested for a second, he pushed back on me, and started fucking himself on my dick, holding my ass behind him with both of his huge paws."

  "It was good thing he was holding onto me cause he would have knocked me over backwards with his big ass if not. I couldn't really get a good rhythm going so I just let him do what he was going to do. Within a couple minutes, he shot a huge load down into the sand, stood up and walked back to the boat."

  "Wait, so you didn't even cum? He just used your dick as his personal prostate massager? Haha, that's hilarious," Aaron said.

  "Got one," Mark interrupted, and reeled in a nice redfish. Gus helped him get it into the boat and into the cooler.

  "Nice fish!" Gus said, "We have plenty for dinner, y'all ready to call it an afternoon and head back for a little siesta?"

  "Sure, right after you finish your story fisherman," Aaron answered. "So Rusty fucked himself on you, left you with blue balls and got back on his boat..."

  "I followed him back to the boat, he put his shorts back on, pulled the anchor and fired up the motor. I stood next to him, still naked, behind the steering console. He reached down and grabbed my flaccid cock and toyed with my balls for a few seconds. Gave me a big bubba grin and then took us back the marina. We cleaned the fish, shook hands I thanked him for showing me around. He asked me where I was staying and told him. He showed up later that evening, and let me fuck his huge ass the way I wanted to. Bent him over the kitchen table."

  "Hahahaha, that's incredible," Mark laughed, "was the second fuck more enjoyable for you?"

  "Much more enjoyable, he came again quickly but let me fuck him good and hard until I was ready to cum, pulled out of him and shot my load across his wide back. He rinsed off in my shower and then we had a couple beers and talked fishing. Told me to stop by the marina if I ever made it back to town and he'd gladly take me out fishing again. And that's pretty much it."

  "You do have a nonchalant way of enticing men to drop their drawers for you fisherman," Aaron chuckled. "It's getting hot, let's head back in before Mark catches another fish and ties the score. I'm itching for a good tongue lashing this eve."

  The men pulled in their lines and each opened another beer for the ride back across the sound. They put their shorts on just in case they had any closer neighbors when they got back. When they arrived Gus took the fish out of the cooler and lined them up on the dock. He had Aaron and Mark line up behind them and snapped a picture of them smiling. Gus took cleaning duty and made quick filets of the trout and redfish at the fish station. Aaron and Mark unloaded a few supplies and made their way back into the house.

  Mark and Aaron went up the shower while Gus had another beer under the deck. Their slightly sunburned skin needed a break for a few hours. Gus posted up the picture of Mark and Aaron behind this afternoon's haul of fish with the caption, "These two are quite the fishermen. First afternoon on the water in Topsail." He finished his beer and went in the house in to give his men the heads up that he needed to run get some more ice for the coolers.

  He opened the bathroom door to see Aaron lovingly attending to his husbands needs in the shower, assisting him with scrubbing his back and massaging his shoulders while doing so. "Hey guys, I'm gonna run up the store to get some more ice for our coolers, and grab another case of beer, do y'all need anything?"

  "Could you grab some lemons, and some breadcrumbs? I was thinking of baking up some trout for dinner," Aaron remarked.

  "And some aloe vera," Mark added, "And remind me tomorrow that I need to put sun screen on everywhere please."

  "You got it, if you think of anything else just text me. I'll head to the grocery store in Surf City, so I'll be about an hour or so."

  "See you when you get back fisherman," Aaron nodded.

  Gus walked out to his truck and noticed a slip of paper tucked under his windshield wiper.

  "Hey Guys, stopped by around noon, but y'all weren't around here's my cell number if y'all want to catch up - give me a call. -Bill"

  "He must really want to get out of the family house," Gus thought, putting Bill's digits into his phone as he chuckled. On the way up to the grocery store, Gus gave Bill a ring.

  "Hey buddy it's Gus."

  "Hey Gus, how's it going?"

  "Pretty good, we pulled in some decent fish this afternoon and now I'm headed to the grocery store to pick up some more beer, ice and a few things for dinner this eve. Hows your family vacation going?"

  "It's okay, I'm already going stir crazy and the week has just started though. haha."

  "You're welcome down at our place anytime. We'll probably head back out on the bay tomorrow morning pretty early, and be back in around lunch time if you're interested."

  "What are you guys up to tonight?'

  Gus grinned, "Just hanging out - Aaron caught the most fish today so he won a ride on our rim chair and a full body massage - so we'll be doing that at some point."

  "Is a rim chair what I think it is?"

  "Probably so, it fits over my face and you put your ass on it for ease of eating and tonguing."

  "Wow, sounds amazing. Well, I'm in Surf City right now, having a beer at the pier and I'll be heading back to join the family for dinner tonight, but I'll be able to get out after that and come hang with you boys if that's alright with you."

  "You're welcome at our place anytime, Bill. Look forward to seeing you."

  "Me too, Gus! See you later."

  The grocery store in Surf City was only a couple of blocks from the pier, and Gus decided he'd swing by there, surprise Bill and have one more beer on his round trip. He walked into the bar and saw his sexy suburbanite friend sitting alone at the bar with a beer in front of him, looking out over the waves watching the surfers and the fishermen out along the peer. Gus approached him from behind and rested a hand on his shoulder.

  "Fancy seeing you here Bill," Gus said, startling Bill, who turned around and smiled from ear to ear. Bill stood up and gave Gus a big hug.

  "The grocery store's just right over there
, so I thought I'd swing in and have a beer with you before grabbing my supplies."

  "Glad you did, it's good to see you, as always, Gus," Bill said.

  The men had a beer and Gus showed Bill the picture of his marines in front of the day's haul on their dock.

  "So Mark's in a wheelchair?" Bill asked.

  "Yep - he lost three limbs in an ambush attack during his second tour and was pretty messed up all the way around for a few years. After Aaron and I started hanging out, Mark came out of a three year period where he didn't speak and the three of us have started having a lot of fun together. Mark and Aaron have been married for a while now," Gus said matter of factly.

  Bill let it all sink in a little and sipped his beer. Gus drank his down pretty quickly.

  "Everything still works, if you were wondering," Gus said.

  "I was a bit curios to be honest, he's really handsome, just like you and Aaron," Bill responded.

  A text buzzed through on Gus' phone: "Onions, tomatoes, avocados and cilantro - I'll make some guac as an appetizer tonight," Aaron had typed.

  "Got it," Gus typed back.

  "I'm gonna run get some groceries and head back," Gus said.

  "I'll walk over there with you - I should be heading back to my place soon, too," Bill added

  The men strolled through the aisles of the grocery store together, Bill in his short khakis and tight t-shirt, Gus in his jeans, t-shirt, and ball cap. Gus loaded up his cooler with ice and threw in some beers and groceries on top of it and gave Bill a hug.

  "So we'll see you tonight?" Gus asked.

  "I can't wait," Bill responded, pressing his massive bulging cock into Gus as a present with his hug, "Hey will you drop me off at my car over there on your way out," Bill asked.

  "Sure, hop in"

  Bill closed the passenger side door and immediately reached over the console to fondle Gus dick through his jeans. "I need some of this guy," he offered.

  Gus didn't say anything as Bill felt him up, letting his hand ride up his furry belly and back down to his waist line, undoing the button and zipper of his jeans.

  Gus drove the two blocks over to Bill's car and parked right next to it as Bill stroked him softly.

  "I'll give you all that you want and need tonight, Bill, definitely come over," Gus said, looking into the beautiful green eyes of his suburban friend.

  "Oh, I'll be there, Gus, I'll definitely be there," Bill said, leaning across the console to kiss Gus.

  The men twirled tongues for a few seconds before Bill pulled back and hopped down out of Gus truck. "See you tonight!" Bill said smiling, closing the passenger door.

  Gus drove back to the house and unloaded the cooler into the garage and took the groceries up the elevator to the kitchen, smiling the whole way. He put the groceries away and went down the hallway to find his two marines passed out in the king bed. "It's a good thing they're getting some rest," he thought, "We might have a late night tonight."

  Gus stripped down and took a long shower, and then joined his Marines in bed for a siesta.

  Aaron woke up first from the nap and looked beside him and Gus and Mark still resting soundly. He went to the kitchen and pulled the fresh filets from the fridge and got them prepped for dinner along with the guac and side of pasta. He set the table on the deck and poured three glasses of red wine and made his way back down the hall to wake his guys for dinner. He opened the door to find Mark nursing on Gus' flaccid dick as he snored beside him.

  "Put a little more effort into it, Mark. Dinner's ready and we're about to get a great sunset."

  Mark took Gus' whole dick into his mouth and sucked up his balls for good measure. The fisherman stirred and grabbed Mark by the armpits to pull him up for a nice kiss. Mark fit well on top of Gus; their torsos aligned almost perfectly.

  "Dinner and sunset boys, out on the deck, everything is ready," Aaron said, "I'll see y'all out there."

  Gus and Mark continued kissing for a few more moments before Gus lifted Mark into his chair so they could go have some dinner. It had been a nice solid nap for all three of them, and they felt refreshed, which was good thing considering that a suburban side of beef would likely be requesting their sexual energy in an hour or two. They took their places at the table on the deck and toasted one another and their catch, which Aaron had expertly prepared. They took a sip of wine and made quick work of the fresh fish.

  "So I saw Bill when I was in town, and he wants to come over tonight," Gus shared.

  "Nice! I look forward to meeting, him, and seeing this massive cock for myself," Mark said.

  "He'd left a note under my windshield wiper that he'd stopped by when were were out on the boat - he's really horny - and is itching to get out of his family house," Gus offered.

  "Did he say when he'd be here?" Aaron asked.

  "Just that he'd head over here after dinner tonight, not sure on a specific time," Gus replied.

  The men watched the sunset over the sound and finished off a couple bottles of wine. They were usually beer guys, but the wine was perfect for the evening. The mid-70's temps, slight breeze, and the warm head of a coming wine buzz suited all three of the naked men well.

  Aaron stood up and looked at his men, "I'm ready to claim my prizes for winning the competition today."

  "Well marine, you want the massage first, or the rim chair first?" Gus asked.

  "Massage, please," Aaron responded and walked back into the house.

  Gus made quick work of the dishes and joined his marines in the bedroom.

  Gus and Mark took their places on either side of Aaron who was laying face down in the middle of the king bed. Mark had grabbed a couple bottles of the massage oil from the sex den and the men got to work. They started at Aaron's feet and oiled up his entire body, softly rubbing the nice smelling oil into his sun kissed skin. The oil made it easy for them to move through Aaron's thick light brown leg hair with their fingers.

  Mark spent a little time using his hand to massage around Aaron's missing pinky toe. "I'd forgotten you lost this toe the day we got blown up, Aaron, what does it feel like?"

  "I don't really feel anything there, no ghost appendage or anything, do you have ghost limbs, Mark, I've never asked you that before?"

  Mark, using his strong and dextrous hand to rub oil deep into Aaron's calf, responded, "Yeah actually, I do. It's more pronounced with my right arm than with my legs, but my mind does still respond as if I had all my limbs, it used to really freak me out. At this point, I've gotten used to it."

  Gus listened to Mark as he pressed oil into his sexy Marine's hamstring with long and deep strokes.

  "The dreams, PTSD, and waking up as a triple amputee, though, I'm still not used to. If I wake up and try to run, or move, well, you've seen it Aaron - I just end up discombobulated and screaming on the floor," Mark continued.

  Gus hadn't yet experienced a PTSD episode with his Marines, but both of them had talked about it, and he knew it was a very real thing. He listened to his men recount the day of the attack, and could feel the tension rise in Aaron's back and neck muscles under his hands. When they finished, the room fell silent.

  "Roll over Aaron, let's get your front rubbed down," Mark commanded.

  Aaron rolled over onto his back, his beautiful and scarred body bare and sprawled out before them. Mark and Gus oiled up his front side, making sure every crack and appendage received attention. Mark spent some quality time massaging the tender areas on the insides of his husbands legs, where his balls rubbing had kept hairless patches of skin. Gus used his big paws to work Aaron's muscular chest into submission. Aaron sighed and breathed heavily at the tension leaving his muscles.

  Aaron was gorgeous, his hairy defined body glistening beneath the hands of his lovers, he was a caretaker by nature, and being pampered like this made him shine.

  "Come finish me off with a kiss boys," Aaron commanded.

  "What, no happy ending?" Mark questioned lifting his face from his husbands balls.

  "T
he happy ending to this massage is for my two sexy men to connect their mouths to mine so we can feel and share each other's love face to face." Aaron responded.

  The men obliged and joined their mouths into a three-man kiss. The delicately explored each other's tongues and lips, while breathing in each others breaths. The tenderness of their togetherness exuded love. They were in love.

  A rapping on the front screen door interrupted their moment and boys pulled back and smiled, knowing that Bill had arrived. They all got out of bed and went to the kitchen naked and Gus grabbed the door.