Each month the calendar had one stellar picture of the three of us; most of them, had us wearing shorts, or some form of underwear, like boxers, briefs or jocks...but a couple months featured nudes. We had smaller photos, inset into the open squares of the calendar, and some were more risqué or sexual...with cock shots, goofy poses and even some male on male.
We were camping out at Pete and Jodi's for the weekend, and it was just us three guys; Jo was visiting her sister. Bryan hadn't arrived yet, and we were going over weekend plans, which included the calendar project and shooting a few photos, focused on the summer months...June, July and August. The main calendar shot for July, had us holding sparklers, and wearing wet speedos...Pete and Jodi didn't have a pool, but it was a great shot...and we looked hot.
The smaller photo insets were fun; one featured some nude grilling...always popular around the fourth. It was a closeup of two semi's next to the grill...I was holding the tongs and Bryan was holding his beer.
Going over things, I settled back into the cushioned chair and took a sip from the beer. I noticed Pete looked down at the outline in my shorts. I had a semi that was showing some, but it wasn't that big...yet.
He couldn't help himself, and grinned, "Looks like you could use some help with that."
"Help with what?"
He leaned in to hook his fingers inside the waistband of the underwear, nudging me to lift my ass. He slipped the shorts and underwear down to my knees, and I pushed them to my ankles, leaving my dick weaving. It wasn't full staff, but it was growing...the head was like a thick, ripe plum and the skin was stretched tight around the shaft...all built to satisfy, I thought to myself.
He reached out and circled the head with his fingers, then using his other hand, he stroked the base and teased my balls, "This, jackass...you need help with this!"
That's about when Bryan stepped out of the house, and started stripping off clothes, laughing. I think he said something like, "I'm late, but just let me get better dressed...or undressed?"
"No worries...I believe we were just getting started," I grinned.
Wearing nothing but sexy bikini briefs, his smooth, muscular body glistened in the warm sunlight, trickling through the trees. He grinned, "This's a good way to start a weekend...but it looks like I got some catching-up to do here," and adjusted the bulge in his tiny, blue briefs. His grin got bigger, and he teased the growing bulge, with more groping squeezes.
With Pete stroking with both hands and now Bryan, rubbing himself, I was beyond horny and steely hard. My head was spinning with thoughts of a thick cock between my lips...getting my aching dick serviced...or both...I was horny as fuck!
Bryan pushed the growing shaft down his thigh, poking the tip out of the briefs. It got Pete's attention, too.
He grinned, walking over to us, "Well, it looks like it's a little big for the underwear...maybe I need some help. What do you think?" Pete and I were staring, but then he flexed it, pushing more below his briefs.
I grinned, "I think he's really happy to see us."
We admired his body, while he slipped the underwear down, and tossed them aside. His dick bobbed up and danced for us, while he caressed his muscled chest and abs, flexing and teasing us. His dick stood upright against his groin, but he pushed it down to my lips, "Yeah, that's it...mmmm...yeah...yeah, suck it!"
Then he moved in closer so we could both lick it; his raging hardon was irresistible, and my lips held tight around the swollen, throbbing head, but then I looked into Pete's eyes. I knew what he wanted...so I pulled off and we licked him together.
I breathed his manly scent and licked the head, looking up into his eyes. Pete was working the shaft with his tongue, and Bryan groaned, "Fuck yeah...yeah...yeah...yeah, that's it...fuck, that's hot...teamwork...mmmm, teamwork...work all that cock...work it...yeah."
"Mmmm...yeah...worship...worship that cock...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh fuckkkkkkk!"
Listening to him moan, I licked slow and sensuously, wrapping my lips around the head and taking it back into my mouth. I started pumping the head into my mouth, and he moaned, "Ahhhh yeah...fuck yeah...that's it...fuck your mouth...fuck your mouth...fuck your mouth with it!"
I pumped my lips down the shaft, and met Pete's tongue; with my lips, stretched tight around the shaft, I felt his tongue, savoring my lips and Bryan's cock. I was crazy horny at that point; with the two of us sharing Bryan's cock and Pete working mine with both hands, it was a whole new level of horny.
After this all transpired, Pete had no choice but to pull out his own, stroking it in one hand and mine with the other. Always the voyeur, he had to pull off and watch me take over...Pete loved to watch a man stroke a cock...or really do anything with a cock.
With an inch or two left, I was teasing my limits and gurgling around Bryan's dick, when I felt his hands at the back of my head. He tested my throat, pumping harder and faster; I know he wanted shove it all the way, but he savored the wet gurgles and the limits, he felt at the tip of his cock.
Pete groaned, "Ohhhh yeah...that's fucking hot, dude...fuck his mouth...yeah...yeah...yeah, fuck it...use it, like you own it...yeah...yeah!"
Cradling his balls, I started bobbing faster, while he moaned and dragged his fingers through my hair. "Mmmm...mmmm...yeah...yeah, that's so good, keep going...keep...keep going...oh...oh don't stop...Rob...Robbbbbb!"
He humped his cock through my lips, "Fuck, that feels so good...Rob...Rob...oh fuck...Rob...so good...good...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...yeah...yea, ready to cum...fuckkkkkkk!"
He yanked it from my mouth and jacked wildly till it sprayed everywhere...much of it landing on us. He held the base, as the last drops trickled from the tip...it glistened with spit in the warm sun...and I could still feel my lips gliding over the gorgeous shaft.
"Well, that was a hell of an explosion, appropriate for the Fourth," catching his breath and laughing, "I guess I got a short fuse...get it?"
Pete didn't wait and leaned in to lick up what landed on my dick, of course, and stroked it, looking up, "I wouldn't mind getting a longer...thicker fuse."
I couldn't resist taunting him, "What do you have in mind?"
He just grinned, "I'll get the lube." We were at his place, and he walked over to a pot holding garden tools and pulled out a bottle. "Always keep it around...never know when you'll need it."
Bryan grinned, "So you're always prepared like some kind of boy scout?"
"Yeah, but I'm no boy scout...just horny." He put some on his fingers and handed me the bottle, "I wanna ride that cock till it explodes!" He laughed, "I'm gonna light your fuse, dude."
I moved over to the chaise, where there was more space for the cowboy action. Holding it upright, I was grinning, "There, I got it ready for ya...go ahead."
His ass was muscular and firm, toned from always being active, playing hockey and even some rugby, once in a while. Petting and massaging his ass, I rubbed my dick over his, teasing him, "You want this dick...you want this dick inside you?"
