Ch. 02: The Hot Tub
I awoke to the sound and smell of hamburgers sizzling on the stove. Mark was still nestled in the crook of my arm. His soft steady rhythmic breathing was very comforting. I glanced over toward the kitchen and saw that Bob and Greg were happily preparing dinner. It seemed that the knowledge that we were four bi/gay men sharing the house had completely set them free. Before they noticed that I was awake I had the chance to observe them. They looked every bit the happy couple as they worked together to prepare the meal. Their body language and expressions conveyed a picture of serene marital bliss. There was an occasional touch and even a kiss. I wondered how two men so obviously attached to one another had managed to hide their feelings from the world for so long. I hoped Mark and I could do it as well. I knew my only hope for my new relationship to survive would depend on our ability to be as Greg and Bob had been for years.
"Mmmmmmmm smells good," Mark said as he lifted his head from my shoulder.
"Hey guys. It was our night to cook so we got started. Hope you don't mind simple. We just made salad and some pasta to go with Bob's gourmet burgers," Greg said followed by an oddly seductive wink.
I never really knew why but Bob had always made the best hamburgers on the planet. He always said it was due to a special ingredient. I think everyone had always been afraid to ask exactly what ingredient.
"Don't forget the desert babe," Bob chimed in.
"Oh yeah, my big linebacker stud baked some special brownies," Greg said with pride.
I was pretty sure what was special about the brownies. Funny thing was that Bob had not been a big pot smoker back in college due to football. By the time most of us had all but quit drugs he had become very much into pot. Being a health enthusiast he had always preferred brownies to bongs. He figured he could exercise away the extra calories.
"Maybe, we should eat desert first to build up an appetite for dinner," Mark jested.
"I was thinking that they might build up an appetite for something else. I already got the hot tub warming up," Bob said with a gleam in his eye.
"Damn are you this horny all the time big guy?" Mark asked as he grabbed us a couple of beers.
"Well the truth is I have been hot for you two guys since sophomore year. That is why I made Greg come and barge into your room last night, to be honest," he replied.
I wasn't sure if I should be flattered or angry over his candid admission.
"If you were so hot for us, why didn't you ever do anything about it?" I asked and took a long pull on my beer.
"Fuck, I tried like hell to drop hints. You guys were just too damn straight to get them. I couldn't just ask you to fuck me. Besides you wouldn't have done it anyway back then. Over the years you were both happily married and clearly straight city..or so I thought," Bob answered with a big shit eating grin.
"Come on let's eat before he gets on his knees and tries to suck your dicks right now," Greg said only half kidding.
Thankfully the talk turned to sports while we ate. I was nervous about the upcoming evening's activity and needed the distraction of what I considered normal male conversation. Mark's body language told me he too was a bit uncomfortable with the sudden openness on the subject of gay sex. When we finished eating Mark and I insisted on cleaning up and shooed the other two out of the kitchen. Bob went out back to check the water temperature and Greg busied himself selecting some music to play. By the time the dishes were done Bob and Greg were dancing to Donna Sommers's Love to Love You Baby. They were really hamming it up. Mark and I couldn't help but join them.
"Geez, I thought disco died over twenty years ago," I said happily as I awkwardly tried to match the beat of the music with my swaying body.
"Not in gay bars," Bob said and blew me a kiss.
I knew I was going further into the world of guy/guy sex than I intended. However, I figured the rest of the trip was going to be like one of those lost weekends. At that point I was pretty much up for anything as long as it wouldn't fuck up my chances for a long relationship with Mark. His smiling face told me that he was in a similar mood. After the song and a couple of brownies, Bob declared that he was ready for the hot tub. Without waiting to see if the rest of us were coming, he stripped naked and headed out the back door. The rest of us joined him still fully clothed. The star filled night and the view of the purple shrouded mountains in the distance was awe inspiring. The glimpse I got of Bob's semi-erect cock just before it disappeared below the bubbling water was almost equally as awe inspiring. Of course as stoned as I was watching paint dry might have been awe inspiring.
"Shit, you dumb fucks aren't planning to get in here with your clothes on are you?" Bob asked clearly disappointed we weren't naked.
The look on Mark's face seemed to be saying that he didn't know he was still wearing his clothes. Pot had always had a heavy effect on him. Greg started to undress and Mark turned to me as if he was going to ask a question. Instead he pulled me into his arms and gave me a big, wet, deep kiss. The kiss continued for a few minutes to the appreciative applause and whistles of Greg and Bob.
"Damn that man definitely is in love with you, Jerry. I suggest holding onto that hunk," Bob said gleefully.
"So you wanna get naked with these hairy apes?" Mark asked when I finally managed to pull my mouth away from his.
At that point I wasn't really sure. I think I would have been happier to be going up to bed with just Mark. I had a feeling that the evening was going to involve anal sex. I had hoped that the first guy I fucked would be Mark. I thought that would make it special. I knew for sure I wasn't going to let anyone but Mark fuck me. When that happened it was definitely going to be just the two of us. Instead of answering him, I just grabbed the bottom of his tee shirt and pulled it over his head. As my hands went to his waist and began to open his belt he unbuttoned my shirt. It was almost like our friends simply didn't exist. We just stared into each other's eyes. Soon we were left with just our underwear. My heart was pounding. I knew once we removed the last pieces of clothing it would be time to jump into the deep end. We were both rock hard. I was excited and terrified at the same time.
Mark leaned forward and gave me a little kiss before saying, "Well, in for a penny, in for a pound, here goes!"
He slipped his thumbs into the waistband of my undershorts and knelt down as he pealed them off me. I was surprised when he began to lovingly lick my twitching cock to the appreciative comments of our friends in the hot tub. After a couple of minutes he stood up and mouthed that it was my turn. Somehow I summoned up the will to repeat what he had just done. I carefully pulled his underwear over his engorged cock and then down his legs. As he stepped out of his boxers I glanced over toward the hot tub. My little show had Greg and Bob's full attention. I leaned in and kissed Mark's balls before swirling my tongue all around his enticing cock. At that point I no longer cared who watched me suck my lover's cock.
"Are you two going to join us in the tub or just put on a show?" Bob asked after a few minutes. I stood grabbed Mark's hand and moved toward the hot tub. Our erections proudly led the way. It was a large tub that could easily accommodate a crowd. There was a set of steps on either side. Mark let go of my hand and we ascended separate steps. Bob was on the side where I was getting in. I didn't get past my ankles in the water before he moved in front of me.
"I got to have that delicious looking cock in my mouth," He declared in a tone that seemed to come from genuine lustful desire.
As he took my rod in one hand his other hand found my ass. As I watched Mark slip under the bubbling water, Bob began to bathe my excited cock with his warm, wet tongue. Soon he had me in his mouth. He moved his other hand to my ass and began to guide me. He was all but forcing me to fuck his mouth. He took me so deep that I could feel his chin touch my balls and his nose nestled in my pubic bush. Clearly all of his years of practice had made him a very accomplished cock sucker. I was feeling lightheaded from the combination of the amazing blow job and the steam rising from the swirling waters. I wasn't sure if I was hallucinating when I looked over and saw Greg and Mark making out. Just when I thought I was about to explode in his mouth, Bob stopped and stood up.
"Damn you have a great cock, Jerry. I want you to fuck me like a little bitch with it!" He declared before pressing his lips to mine.
I felt like clay in the hands of a master sculptor. I could not have denied his tongue entrance into my mouth for anything. Oddly I kept my eyes open as our tongue began the wild dance. I wanted to see my lover's reaction to me kissing another man. I had already felt my own mixed emotions over seeing him kiss Greg. There was a small bit of jealousy, but mostly I found it exciting. I had not imagined that the foursome would include kissing. I thought it would be all about sexual activity, just sucking and fucking. I could see that more than kissing was happening on the other side of the tub. Even with the bubbles it was obvious that Greg and Mark were jacking each other's cocks as they kissed. I thought for a second I saw a slight smile in the corner of Mark's mouth when he realized I was watching him.
As Bob and I kissed our cocks rubbed together. In my heart I wanted the first man I fucked to be Mark. However, in that moment I knew I would soon be fucking Bob. I also knew that making Bob my bitch would be a very different experience from making love to Mark. That realization made it ok. Before long Bob with Greg's help was orchestrating the ultimate all male four way. They got Mark to sit up on the edge of the tub so that his cock was accessible for sucking. Greg slid neck deep into the water between Mark's feet. Bob braced himself with his hands on either side of Mark's hips. His feet were wide apart exposing his ass for my cock. In that position, Greg could suck Bob while Bob sucked Mark. I was able to stand on one of the seats just behind Bob. In that position my cock was nearly perfectly aligned with his asshole.
