This is a direct continuation of Part 2 in the series...
Theo stood in front of me in the water of the motel pool. It had been a while since the sun set and the only light came from the moon and some lighting from the Luau themed decorations on the pool. Theo and I were standing behind a waterfall feature, closed off from the rest of the world.
I didn't expect to find myself in a motel pool this evening, naked with my teammate, but my baseball team's bus had broken down on the way back from an away game. To cool off before bed, we decided to skinny dip and one thing led to another.
And by that, I mean our pent up bi-curious energy gave us raging hard-ons the moment we got naked with each other. Theo had opened a door to my brain that I didn't know existed. But his huge round ass probably did that to a lot of men. But here he is, swaying his gorgeous caramel colored body against mine, letting my erection fit snuggly between his ass cheeks.
The taste of his cum was still prominent in my mouth, my jaw already sore from giving a blowjob for the first time. My hands rested on Theo's large biceps. I don't notice other guys' arms. But I notice how big his are. How soft his skin is. The smell of his short hair.
I wanted to put my dick inside of him. Anywhere. I wanted his ass. His mouth. Anything. At this point I would fuck a sock if it smelled like him. I was just about to tell Theo we should had to the room when I heard the pool gate click open.
"Oh shit, someone's coming." I whispered to Theo. "Stay behind the waterfall."
We couldn't see the person very well, but it looked like a man with a large ring of keys entered the pool area and started turning off the lighting features. Sure enough, the waterfall stopped working too. But it was so dark, we just dipped our bodies deeper into the water hoping he wouldn't notice us. He saw the piles of towels we left on the pool deck with our underwear. He picked up our stuff and left.
"Damnit Adam, he just took all of our stuff!"
"Whatever, let's just get back to the room. We can run across the parking lot and probably won't be seen by anyone."
"Adam, our room key was in that pile!"
Fuck!
"Oh shit. Why did you let him walk off with it?!"
"I don't know! I froze up!"
Well, this sucked. "Are we sure the door locked? We should try it."
We slowly got out of the pool. The hot evening air kept us from feeling too cold. And the moonlight highlighting every muscle on Theo's back and ass kept my dick from losing any excitement.
I covered my dick as best as I could with my hands, and he covered his cock as we ran across the small parking lot, past our broken down bus to our room.
We rammed into the door, but it was indeed locked.
"Damn it. We have to go to the office and tell them what happened."
"Can we sleep on the bus?" Theo asked.
"The bus with no air conditioning? Fuck that!" I responded.
We slowly crept toward the motel office which was only a few rooms away. We peered thru the large window but didn't see anyone.
We took a deep breath and walked in. A small bell rang when the door opened and we were ready to sheepishly ask for towels and our key. But there was no one to ask.
I covered myself up with a clipboard that I found on the counter, and Theo took a calendar off the wall to cover himself. We looked for our room key - or any room key - but couldn't find them. There was a door behind the counter, but we stopped short of opening it.
Finally, I decided to ring the bell sitting on the counter and yelled "Hello, anybody here?"
We heard someone say "Oh shit!" from behind the door. "One second!" We heard a man yell.
The door slowly opened, and smell of weed was immediately noticeable. A tall surprisingly young guy emerged through the door wearing jean overalls without an undershirt. He was an interesting looking guy that appeared to be in his late twenties. His overalls were cut high above the knees almost like they were meant to show off his muscular legs, and he was in the process of buckling the top buckles to cover up a hairy muscular chest.
His green eyes looked at us, looking as confused to see us as we were to see him. He swept long blond hair out of his face and looked like he was using maximum brain power to figure out what he was looking at.
"What in the fuck?" He muttered. He slowly blinked while surveying our naked bodies.
Theo said "I'm so sorry to interrupt...whatever you were doing.."
Theo seemed to notice what I had already seen. This dude was sporting a giant hard-on underneath those short overalls. It looked like we had interrupted some personal time, and he must have shoved his large cock into his overalls right before opening the door.
Theo continued, "but we got locked out of our room."
"Naked?" the guy asked. "That's wild man."
"Yes...we were by the pool, and I think you may have taken our stuff?"
The guy slowly smiled and stopped fidgeting with his overall buckles. He had only managed to get one clasped leaving his defined pecs and abs partly on display. His hazy green eyes and blond scruff made him look way too attractive to be a motel clerk.
"I wondered who left jockstraps by the pool," he said chuckling. "Follow me."
We followed him into the back office. There was a large couch across from a TV with an Xbox. Next to the TV sat a computer. And in front of the couch sat a coffee table with joints and bags of marijuana. A Bob Marley song played from a nearby speaker.
He tossed us two towels from a closet. Both were tiny, two small to realistically cover up two six foot tall jocks like us.
"I'm sorry about grabbing your stuff. People leave all sorts of shit by the pool, and I gotta close it down by midnight."
He looked at us with our small towels wrapped around our waists. He laughed. "I'm sorry about the towels. They're tiny. I already threw away your boxers and jockstrap, but you can fish them out of the garbage if you want."
"No, it's fine. We'll just head back to our room." I said. But the sweet aroma of pot distracted me. It had been a while since I had marijuana, so I couldn't help myself. "Do you sell?" I asked, motioning to the bags of weed.
"Absolutely not. That's illegal," he replied with a smile and a wink. "But I do share. I gotta pass the overnight shift somehow."
I looked at Theo, and he looked interested too. The baseball team takes up so much of our time, both of us were interested to try some free pot. "Yea man, we're down."
"Sweet, take a seat. My name is Zane by the way." We introduced ourselves while he rolled us joints. He pulled his blond hair into a bun before sitting with us and lighting the joints.
"Zane, I gotta ask," said Theo, "Why are you working at a shitty motel like this?"
"It's not shitty!" he said, laughing. "I know what you mean. I was living the 'struggling artist' life when my uncle hired me to oversee the motel at night. But now I have a few side gigs to support my time painting and sculpting."
"Oh nice, what else do you do?"
"Well, I'm pretty stereotypical. I'm a yoga instructor. And I do some modeling." He took a hit of his joint. "Honestly, that's how I make most of my money now."
"Modeling sounds great. All you do is put on some clothes and take pictures."
"I'm usually not wearing clothes when I model." He said with a laugh. "But it pays much better. Do you guys want a beer? There's some in that fridge."
I got up to get some beers for us and my tiny towel immediately slipped to the ground. My erection from the pool was long gone, but this sexy artist talking about modeling had started to pique my interest. My fat cock bounced around as I scrambled to get my towel back on. Zane didn't say anything, but Theo was laughing.
As we cracked open the beers. Theo kept asking about the modeling. "So ...you do porn?"
"Not really porn," he responded, unfazed by the personal question. "Well, actually, maybe porn. I livestream myself doing stuff, and people pay me. Want to know my screen name?" He smiled while opening a beer.
"Sure."
"I'm Zane the Rock Johnson," he said laughing at his own joke. We were laughing too, probably more from the pot than the joke itself. "You know? Like Dwayne the Rock Johnson?"
"That's great dude. So you let people watch you have sex with girls?"
Zane almost spit up his beer. "Are you serious? Girls?" He laughed. "Gay guys basically fund my life. You think straight guys are going to give me any money? I have health insurance because of old gay guys that love my dick. So no, I don't do anything with girls. Plus, I'm gayer than the Fourth of July."
We laughed. "I hope that's not a problem. You guys are the naked ones," he said. He took a draw from the joint. "Honestly with bodies like yours, you could make thousands of dollars online. You guys look like you just walked out of an Abercrombie commercial."
"Seriously," I said, "Thousands?"
"Yea man, I wasn't joking. I'm doing great. And I saw your dick earlier. You could buy a house with that thing. And Theo, I hope you don't mind me saying, you have the best ass I've ever seen. You wouldn't ever have to work a day in your life if you would just shake your ass online every now and then."
We both let the compliments slide by. But my dick was enjoying this conversation. I tried to hide my growing hard on. Theo seemed to be vibing with the conversation as well. "I don't believe that," he said.
