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04-06-2014, 01:26 PM
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Ch 18: The Hot Tub...
Dylan was having little success other than getting himself all worked up chasing the cute server at the local watering hole. His tight jeans had become tighter, and his man bulge more pronounced, but it was clear the only action he was going to see was whatever he made happen inside his Levi 505 jeans. Sara was as cute as a button, and she flirted with him just fine, even led him on a bit, but her interest ended at that or that was as far as she was ready to take it. Dylan retreated to pool with the guys, a few more beers, and then a big dilemma. Like any guy, when he was focused on what attracted him, he blocked out most of the rest of the world. As the crowd wound down, Dylan tried to remember what Erik and Ben had told him. Was he supposed to just go back to Jack and MaryBeth’s, he wondered? He was convinced that he was supposed to pick the guys up, but he had not paid attention to any of the details.
“Holy sh-t,” Dylan thought. “I have no idea where they are.” Not only was he confused, he was completely wrong. Brad had said he’d get the guys back to the house. Dylan clearly had not paid any attention. “Hey Sara,” he asked as she gathered empty bottles from around the pool table. “Do you have any idea where my brother and Ben went?” “Yeah, they went off to Brad’s house,” she replied. “They all left about two hours ago,” she added. “What, did you forget about them?” she said in a wisecrack. “Seriously,” Dylan replied, “I was supposed to go get them, do you know where he lives?” “No idea,” she teased, leaving him hanging. She went on about cleaning tables. “F..k,” he whispered under his breath. He had no idea where he was supposed to go and was sure he had screwed up. Sara smiled as she watched him freak out. Finally she relented. “Take the next right and follow it as far as it goes, it ends at his house,” She advised to a relieved Dylan. “It gets really narrow, but keep going.” Dylan thanked her and paid his bill, leaving her a nice gratuity. He headed out the door. His jeans still tight, his desires unfulfilled. He would deal with that alone, later. _______________________ Jack had his legs wrapped around MaryBeth’s, feeling her on him and she could feel him rub against her. He was still struggling to hold back, as they snuggled and watched the stars. He could feel his body wanting to surge, as his anatomy continued to get more and more aroused. MaryBeth smiled to herself as she thought about the first time the two of them had a similar romantic session on the beach in their early dating days. It was then that she became aware of Jack’s fascination with swimsuits. “Gorgeous sky,” she said to him, “the stars are so bright.” Her hand rubbed along the back of him, across his butt. She pressed him into her, which made him even more aroused. “Yes, it is,” he whispered. His own hands exploring her. He kissed her again, deeply. He could feel himself starting to lose the ability to hold back. “Oh man,” he whispered as he tightened the grip of his legs around hers. She knew he was close. She loved watching him struggle and then finally succumb to his own urges. She slid her hand down his front and across his bulging anatomy, gently caressing him fully. “You sure have filled out this swimsuit,” she whispered. “Oh, MaryBeth,’ he whispered. She was driving him totally past the limit. She knew it. They embraced in a deep kiss, her hand really working him. She felt him start to pulsate a bit, as he flexed himself into her. She loved making him crazy, he was so animated. “Oh man, I can’t stop,” Jack said as he felt himself reaching that pivotal moment. She stroked him several times as his body began to shake from his struggle to retain control. Finally, he succumbed, as the first explosive release sent a shockwave of thrust through his body. She felt him jolt in her hand, tightly encased in the swimsuit. “Oh wow,” he said as he released several solid blasts, the inside of his suit soaked. She kept her hand on him, kissing his chest. “Such a handsome man when you get aroused,” she whispered. She enjoyed he feel of the aftershocks of release that followed the big explosions. She kept him aroused for quite a while as they laid there and enjoyed the stars. In fact, they continued their romantic adventure as Jack made MaryBeth the focus of his affection, bringing her to the same point he had just enjoyed. _______________________ The guys sunk deep into the water taking in the dark, clear night and the sky full of brightly lit stars. Erik had moved closer to Ben, who now had his hand resting exactly in the right place between Erik’s legs. His gentle rub was doing its magic, keeping Erik in a perpetual state of arousal, which had been spurred on by the images of Brad in his sheer white swimsuit. Ben and Erik looked at each other, they gave each other a knowing smile, Erik having that very sensuous look in his eyes, wanting to take the adventure further along. “This is an awesome night,” Brad said as he placed his right hand on Ben’s left leg, again. This time he went further up, meeting the leg band of his Speedo swimsuit. His fingers reached down between the legs, creating a very interesting sensation within Ben’s anatomy. Ben was positioned down, so Brad’s fingers rubbed the exact part of Ben that really mattered. He was quickly responding. Brad was already there, but wanted to take it slow. Ben, who had his right hand on Erik, managed to return Brad’s touch with his left. “Oh man,” Erik said aloud, as his by was being pushed to the limits of erotic stimulation. He could feel himself quickly getting to a fully hard state. Ben smiled at him as he watched Erik’s eyes express the level of pleasure he was getting from the underwater massage. Ben was enjoying the feel of his anatomy, the art of the male human body, as much as Erik was enjoying the workout Ben was giving him. His suit was tight, gripping the outline of his parts. As much as Erik was the poster man of self-control, Brad was the polar opposite. Ben’s touch quickly brought Brad to full arousal, driven by the desires he had been feeling all night. For Brad, it had been a long time since he had the pleasure of spending sensual time with another guy, let alone two. It was far more than his body could keep control of. Ben could feel Brad’s rapid rise to a penultimate state of excitement, his white, sheer suit now fully stretched around his almost pulsating anatomy. Brad’s grip on Ben had shifted from one of exploration and sensuality, to an expression of Brad’s near climatic state. A deep moan came from Brad as he adjusted his position slightly, pushing his mid-section harder into Ben’s hand. “This is wicked,” he whispered, as he felt his body starting to reach the final phases of what he really wanted to hold back. Ben had the hard role, he was the working guy between the two, trying to balance his lust for what he was doing t Brad with his desire to enjoy the pleasure of Eric, his most favored guy ever. _____________________ Dylan made his way down the dark lane. He was sure he had been hoodwinked, but he kept repeating Sara’s advice to just keep going. It was dark, pitch black, but for the headlights, and really a bit scary alone. He thought about turning back. But there was no place to do so. He really only had one choice. Like any scared guy would, he rubbed his crotch in the tight jeans as he weaved the care through the tightly wound lane. The crotch rubs were not for erotic pleasure, but he somehow took comfort in the subtle reminder that he had balls. Maybe he was also enjoying it, too. He had reached the narrowest part of the road, where the gravel turned to two wheel ruts separated by tall weeds. He bristled at the sound of the weeds rubbing along the underside of the car, as if a monster was clawing to get in. Far ahead he thought he saw lights. He was, in fact, that close. 
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#65
04-06-2014, 01:27 PM
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Ch 18 continued....
“Oh f..k” Brad said softly as Ben gave him an amazingly sensuous rub. He knew he had crossed the point of control as he felt the final push of erection, and the stirring sensation that began deep between his legs as his body started to shudder with excitement. He struggled as his body reached toward climax, not wanting to let lose in the water. He could not stop it, though. Brad quickly stood up, his white suit clearly showing his fully erect state, As he cleared the water he felt the first massive thrust as he let a powerful release, just clear of the water. Erik and Ben watched as his mid-section pushed out several powerful spasms of explosive releases. Brad’s pelvis would thrust forward with each release. His tight butt would flex with each pulsation of release. It was an incredible display of male sexual power taking control of Brad’s body. If anyone had been attached to him, it would have been an amazing ride.
“Sorry guys,” Brad said, “I guess I lost control,” he said as he took deep breaths. He was still feeling the aftershocks of minor releases as he stood in front of them. He was still huge inside the suit, which was now soaked by more than just the water of the hot tub. “Man, you went nuts,” Ben replied. “No need to be sorry, it was cool to watch,” Ben added as Brad grabbed a towel and climbed from the hot tub. “I almost didn’t get out in time,” Brad replied, referring to his effort to not lose it in the water. Outside the tub, he toweled off, gently rubbing his front section, enjoying the feeling against his still stimulated anatomy. Erik sat quiet, speechless. The display had made him way more aroused than he already was. The wet, sheer suit was also keeping his interest and his desires high. Erik needed to do the same thing Brad had, and he needed it bad. He was like a steel pole, well loaded and ready, he had been all day. Rex let out a bark and trotted off to the front. The headlights became visible as Dylan’s car rounded the last bend, headed toward the house. All three guys looked at each other, perplexed as to who it could be. It was almost t eleven at night, way late for visitors to just drop in. They heard the car door shut and a voice talking to Rex, who was being referred to as “dog.” Brad knew it was someone he did not know, because everyone of his friends knows Rex. “Expecting anyone?” Erik asked. His mind now off his own desires. “Not this late,” Brad answered. “Better go see who it is.” He added as he started toward the front. He tossed the towel aside as he walked away from them. Rex came first, followed by the visitor, as Dylan came into site. “I figured if I followed the dog, I’d find you guys,” Dylan announced as he met up with Brad, clad in his tight, wet, white suit. In the darkness, away from direct light, the suit stood out as a bright white. “Wow, how did you find us?” Brad asked . “It’s not easy.” “You can say that, I was worried when the road became a mud trail.” Dylan answered. “What are you guys doing?” Dylan asked, his eyes checking out Brad’s sheer white swimsuit, which in the light was once again so showing all it was supposed to be hiding. “Just hanging out in the hot tub,” Brad replied. “Hope you brought a swimsuit.”
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#68
04-10-2014, 11:33 PM
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Sooooooo HOT.
Such a beautifully written story...... I've enjoyed every word, please please please add the next chapter soon I want the same release as Brad!
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#69
04-13-2014, 01:09 PM
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19: Dylan's Swimsuit
Brad really needed to get out of the sticky, wet, swimsuit. He asked Dylan if he wanted anything to drink and used the excuse of getting him a beer to head in and get changed. As he walked toward the house, he adjusted himself in the suit, which was now getting dry and more uncomfortably sticky.
“You have to go see the place,” Erik encouraged Dylan. As much as Brad hoped to be alone, he stopped and offered Dylan join him for a quick tour. He was stuck, literally and figuratively, having to wear his messy suit a little longer. He entered the kitchen area and Brad grabbed Dylan the requested beer, before showing him the rest of the house. As with the rest of the guys, Dylan was equally impressed. “Cool place,” he said to Brad as he took a deep chug of the cold beer. “Thanks,” Brad replied. “So, what about a swimsuit?” Brad asked. “No, sorry.” Dylan replied. “It’s not a big deal, you guys can still go ahead, I can watch.” “Oh man, you gotta go in the hot tub,” Brad replied “Be right back,” Brad added as he slipped away to his wing of the house. He really needed to get out of the suit. . Brad slipped out of the white suit, which he dropped into a sink of clean water. He was relieved to get out of his sticky situation. He washed up, then went naked to his collection of suits and grabbed another suit and slipped it on. Out in the hot tub, Ben and Erik used the private time to take in each other. They were both pretty stimulated by the event of the night. They embraced in a tight hold, each of them taking in the touch and feel of the other. Ben was so turned on and aroused, Erik could feel his manhood pressed against Erik’s body as they held each other. It was very tantalizing. They both really wanted to let themselves go all the way, but they held back. Erik rubbed his hands along Ben’s smooth, tight chest and abs, along his waistline, and then down to the magic spots below. “Oh man, Erik,” Ben whispered. “You are driving me wild.: “Me too,” Erik replied. “I love the feel of you in your sweet swimsuits.” Erik continued the exploration. Ben was closer than ever and enjoying every minute. He was working to return the sensual touches on Erik’s body as much as he could. They stood and embraced, their bodies mid-thigh up exposed to the cool night air. It felt awesome. Ben’s hands rubbed Erik’s butt as he gently lured him close, so their bulges could touch. It was a great moment alone, or so they thought. Dylan was innocently watching out the sliding door window, absorbing what he was seeing. He was certain there was more between Erik and Ben, and now he was getting the affirmation. “At least someone is getting some romance tonight,” Dylan thought to himself as he watched his brother and friend continue their caressing embrace. “Check these out,” Brad’s voice startled him. “I figured you and I are about the same size.” He handed Dylan three different swimsuits. “The blue and black ones are new, never worn, in case that freaks you out, but the red one is pretty awesome looking.” Dylan did not notice, but the white suit Brad was now wearing was different, with some blue stripes along the waist and down the sides. It had the same snug fit, narrow sides, and really showed off his package of goods well. “Thanks,” Dylan replied as set them down and then held each one up. The blue one was a solid color Speedo, tags still on it. The black was a really cool Tyr suit with cool specks of red, yellow, blue and purple all over it, like small candle sticks of solid colors in a dark background. It looked awesome. Dylan noticed immediately that it was a smaller cut suit than the blue one. It also had a softer feel to the material. The red suit was a different brand. It was almost entirely red, but for yellow piping on each side. It was the smallest of the three. Brad really wanted to see Dylan in the red, he knew he would look hot in it. “You can try them all on if you want.” Brad offered. Dylan picked the black one. He slipped off his jeans right there. Brad’s eyes popped out of his head as he watched Dylan strip naked before his eyes. He was more amazing looking than Dylan had thought, a smooth athletic body, very muscular. Not as swimmer or runner looking as Ben and Erik, but more of the rugged athletic type. He had incredible legs, and his chest was adorned with a moderate spread of dark hair. He had a great package, not overly huge, rather well-proportioned with his rugged body. It was amazing what Brad took in in those brief seconds of nakedness. Dylan turned around, back to Brad as he bent over to slip on the suit. Brad watched as Dylan pulled on the tiny black Tyr suit. It really came to life as the material expanded to wrap around Dylan’s mid-section. “F..K,” Dylan thought to himself as he felt his anatomy do what happened to most guys first time in a snug, tight swimsuit. Dylan felt the erection burst forward. He had wanted to position down, forming a nice little mound in the suit, but he was too firm to make that work. His well-proportioned package was now displaying its best proportion. He had his back to Brad, who could not see what was happening. Dylan positioned to the left, and tied the strings. He checked himself and tried to adjust a bit. It was clear that he was hard, and no way to hide it in the tiny suit. “Turn around and let me see,” Brad asked. Dylan hesitated before finally sheepishly turning around, his body’s response to the snug suit clearly on display. “I guess it fits rather tight,” he replied as Brad’s eyes went right to the front of Dylan’s suit. “It happens,” Brad replied. “First time in a suit like this?” “Yeah,” Dylan answered, not admitting to his little session alone in the shower the other morning. Finally h turned around, displaying the look of his front. Dylan had to admit that despite the erect state he was in he liked how the suit felt and looked. He could see his reflection in the sliding glass windows. It actually made him feel kind of sexy. He loved the way it showed all of his muscular legs, and the way it cut high on the sides, covering the necessary parts, but leaving the rest of his body visible. He really loved the way the soft material felt against his most sensitive body parts. “You look great,” Dylan replied. “That suit is perfect for you.” It really did look amazing on him. The colors added a dash of excitement. Despite his anatomic situation, the fit was perfect and the black somewhat hid his aroused state. “You like it?” Brad asked. “Yeah, it is pretty cool,” Dylan replied. He had not noticed that Brad’s own body was responding to the stimulus of the tight fitting suit on Dylan’s rugged body. “Grab your beer and let’s get out there,” Brad said as he pushed Dylan on the butt. The attraction was intense, but he was not sure if Dylan felt it, too.
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04-13-2014, 01:10 PM
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19 Continued
Ben and Erik never got further than bringing each other into a frenzied state of sexual edging, which had left both of them actively aroused and desiring of more. They had taken a break from the hot tub and walked out to the dock. The cool air felt great, and was just what their bodies needed. Erik even took a quick jump in the lake, the cold water of the dark moonlit lake felt like the cold blast of an air conditioner on a hot summer day. It was also welcomed relief. They playfully poked and bumped at each other as they walked back to the hot tub. Their suits still clinging wet to the, outlining their masculine features with perfect definition, right down to the cut line on one of them, but not on the other. It was the perfect setting for the song Moondance.
Dylan and Brad were in the hot tub, sitting opposite. Dylan had a beer and Brad had brought out yet another bottle of wine, chilled white. As the guys approached he filled their glasses, standing just high enough that both guys could see his new white swimsuit. Unlike Dylan, they both immediately noted the differences. The sheerness, however, was the same, as the now wet white suit left nothing to secret. “I didn’t think you had a swimsuit with you,” Erik said to his brother. “I didn’t,” he replied. “Brad gave me one.” “Oh, cool. Let’s see it.” Erik continued. Dylan stood up to reveal the black, colorful suit. In its wet state it clung to him tightly. Brad watched intently as his manhood was before him at eye level. It was almost too much to resist reaching out. He resisted the temptation. “Cool,” replied Erik. Ben nodded in agreement. For the first time, Erik got to see Dylan in a small, racing type swim suit. He smiled at the look. He had to admit his brother was pretty hot looking. Sara clearly was missing out on a great guy, thought Erik to himself. Ben and Erik sat on two wood Adirondack chairs side by side, sipping their wine, watching the two guys in the hot tub. They had all consumed enough liquor to let their own inhibitions cut free. The first display was the hand holding between Erik and Ben. Dylan caught it out of the corner of his eye, but made no visible reaction. Since Erik had no idea what Dylan had already seen, this simple display of affection was the first outward step for him with his brother. It took courage, and the influence of wine. Ben smiled at Erik. Brad and Dylan made small talk. Brad shared stories about life in the top of Maine. “Potatoes up here are king,” he explained, talking about the importance of the region’s biggest farm crop. As Brad talked, he kept thinking about how handsome he thought Dylan looked. He looked way more amazing without clothes than he did in his jeans. Nearly naked he was a pleasant surprise, dressed he blended in. As they sat, Brad slid his foot so that his toes touched the top of Dylan’s foot. Testing the waters, so to speak. Dylan did not move away. Dylan was really enjoying how the suit’s small cut really allowed his body to feel the water. He rubbed his legs, and even a few times his bulging anatomy. He really liked the feel of his body encased in the tight Lycra material. He was really enjoying himself. “Maybe there is some interest,” Brad thought to himself. Dylan, at least, appeared open to explore the possibility. ______ Ben and Erik were sufficiently chilled from the colder night air. While still sexually piqued, their suits were no longer compressing massive states of aroused anatomy. That, however, was lurking just below the surface, ready to burst forth at the slightest sensual touch. They re-entered the hot tub, causing the shifting of seats. Dylan slid to his right, while Brad slid to his left, the two meeting side by side. Erik entered first and was directly across from Brad, Ben was next to Erik. Not much got said as the four guys sank to their necks in the bubbling water. Ben’s hand was already resting on Erik’s upper leg, starting the latest round of erotic stimulation. Erik returned the same to Ben. Dylan felt Brad’s hand resting against his leg. It was a tight fit in the crowded hot tub, Dylan rationalized the situation. As they sat quietly, Brad let his hand start to explore Dylan’s leg, sliding his fingers up the outside of his taught quad muscles. Dylan froze at the advance. He did not push it away, but he certainly found it awkward. He opted not to make a scene, letting Brad continue his exploration. In his own private way, he also found the experience interesting. They did not know there was a term for it, but Ben and Erik were taking each other to the brink, then easing back. Each time they seemed to get closer, and more daring. “Oh holy sh.t,” Ben thought to himself as he quickly slid Erik’s hand away. “Erik might have gone too far,” Ben exclaimed silently to himself, as he felt a surreal sensation permeate his erect anatomy. He knew he was way to close. He spread his legs and bent at his waist, willing himself not to let go. He could feel the juices in his body pushing upward, the sensation teasing him into an erotic ecstasy that he was struggling to control. Erik slid his hand on Ben’s back, he could see that Ben was on the brink. Ben gave Erik a startled look, actually more of a perplexed look as he felt what he was sure was about to happen begin to percolate inside his tight swimsuit. Ben put his own hands on his bulge and pressed down, as if he could hold it in manually. He felt the pressure inside the tight suit, his body pressing hard against the grasp of the tight material. Brad’s hand had slid to the top of Dylan’s leg, but he went no further than to where the suit met the leg. He thought best to take things slow. Dylan had not resisted, but he had also not offered anything in return. The guys stayed in the hot tub for several more minutes when Dylan proclaimed that he was getting too hot and was ready to get out. He broke free of Brad’s hold on his leg and climbed out. Ben and Erik followed. Somehow, Ben had been able to stop the surging charge, but he was still very erect, which came into full display as he rose up out of the water. One slight touch and he would probably go over the edge Erik had brought him to. “You guys want to stay over?” Brad asked as he climber out, “We can play some pool and hang out, there is plenty of space.” Ben, Erik and Dylan looked at each other as they contemplated the offer. Ben and Erik were game. All eyes rested on Dylan.
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