Jack drove The Flashmobile into the garage. Brian parked his bright blue Mercedes SUV in the driveway. He and Chris followed Jack into the kitchen.
Chris and Brian were still in their stage costumes. Chris was wearing red high-topped sneakers, tight white gym shorts that showed off his butt and crotch bulge, and a sprayed-on blue tank top that highlighted his muscular arms and chest.
Brian was dressed in his usual male dancer costume: a black cowboy hat, shiny black cowboy boots, skintight black pants, and an open black leather vest that showed off his sinewy body and light chocolate skin.
Jack closed the garage door and checked the security system with his phone. It didn't show any unusual activity. He left Brian and Chris in the living room and went into the master bedroom.
He took his ankle holster off and stashed the baby Sig in the gun safe. He thought for a few seconds, then took the Sig P320 out of his belly holster and stored it in the nightstand's inconspicuous middle drawer. He usually secured all his weapons, but not this time.
Back in the living room, Brian was standing with his pants and boxers around his ankles. Chris was on his knees, sucking Brian's mammoth hard-on.
"I was going to ask if you guys wanted a drink," Jack said. "But, I guess not."
Brian was grinning. "Sorry, man. Couldn't wait."
"That's certainly understandable." Jack walked over to Brian and kissed him, hard with a lot of tongue. Brian growled and pushed Chris away, then grabbed Jack and pulled their bodies together, grinding his hard-on against the bulge in Jack's jeans.
Chris stood up, moved behind Jack, and pulled his pants down. He'd gone commando and his painfully hard cock snapped up like a switchblade.
"Damn! You guys are hot." Chris stepped out of his shorts and kicked them away, then pulled his jockstrap to the side and pressed his stiff rod between Jack's butt cheeks. He humped Jack's crack while Jack and Brian kissed and rubbed cocks.
"You've sure got a pretty dick," Brian said. His rod, like Jack's stiff pole, was no giant, but still considerably longer and thicker than average.
He curled his fingers around both their shafts and jacked their straining members, rubbing his thumb over their cock-heads at the top of each stroke and smearing the precum leaking from their tips.
The tension in Jack's balls built rapidly. He'd done this as a teenager, with guys who weren't ready to fuck or even suck cock. "That feels good. But, if you keep it up, I'm gonna come."
"We sure don't want that." Brian let go of Jack's throbbing pole.
"Nope." Jack pulled away from Brian, then twisted around and gripped both black studs' big hard cocks. "Not when I've got two sexy men to play with." He stroked Chris's and Brian's rods, slowly running his closed fists up and down their swollen shafts and over their bulging cock-heads. "And you're the hottest guys I've been with in quite a while."
"Damn straight!" Brian growled, cupping Jack's balls and squeezing them gently.
"You're pretty hot yourself." Chris curled his fingers around Jack's stiff pole and rubbed his thumb over its cock-head, smearing the precum leaking from its tip. "Sexiest detective I've ever been with."
"Have you been with many private dicks?" Jack tightened his grip on the cocks in his hands.
"Dicks?" Chris laughed. "Sure. And it was usually private. Sorta, anyway." He looked Jack over, lingering on his crotch. "But, you're the first detective."
"It's great to be first." Jack sank to his knees between Brian and Chris. He alternated between them, sucking one man's cock--bobbing over its swollen shaft and licking its head--while fondling the other man's stiff rod. Then, he'd switch.
His own cock was painfully stiff. It had been a while since he'd had sex with two men at once and it was as exciting as ever.
Jack stood up, still holding the men's hard-ons. "Come on. Let's go to bed." He kissed Brian and Chris, then pulled his jeans up and led them into the bedroom.
They stripped hastily. Jack lay on his back at the foot of the bed and folded his knees against his chest.
Chris whistled appreciatively. "Oh yeah! Our private dick has a pretty little butthole." He fell to his knees, then put his hands on Jack's buttocks and pulled them apart. "Perfect for fucking."
