Chapter 9
MEL ARCHED HIS MUSCULAR BODY, THEN jumped down off the small bank and onto the gravel road. He glanced up and down the road; then he started across toward the cabin. He stopped beside the Continental and reached for the door handle; then he changed his mind and began walking around the left side of the cabin.
He had intended to take the car down to Penny's to see her, but he didn't really want to barge in on her and Ron. It would be better if he approached from the beach; that way he could find out what was going on before he went in.
The thought of Penny's husband brought a twinge of conscience to him, and he rubbed his hands against his hips as he walked past the cabin and started down toward the beach. He didn't like what he was going to do. He hadn't liked another man doing it to him, and he wasn't proud of the fact that he was about to do exactly the same thing.
He had justified it to himself by telling himself that Penny didn't love Ron, and that he was a worthless bastard anyway; but that didn't really justify it, and he knew it. On the other hand, there just didn't seem to be anything else to do. He knew he couldn't give Penny up-not now-that much was obvious to him. After what he'd seen her doing, he was still eager to have her for his own; and if that hadn't been enough to stop him, Ron certainly wouldn't.
As he reached the beach, he raised his right hand and brushed away the beads of sweat that had formed on his forehead. He lifted his eyes and looked up at the hot afternoon sun, and he smiled. One thing he had to do before he did anything else was take a swim and rinse away the hours of perspiration that had been his offering to the rays of the roasting sun. He broke into a run and dove into the still water, welcoming the cool feel of it against his skin.
Penny showed her disappointment openly when she opened the door and found Val alone. Val sensed the disappointment instantly, and she hurriedly spoke.
"Scott was tied up; he'll be along in a minute."
Penny stepped back to let Val inside, and she did the best she could to hide her displeasure about Scott's inability to attend from Ron. She was determined to show him she was serious about getting her kicks wherever she could; and if she had to do it without Scott, she would.
When she turned to face them after closing the door, she found them staring at each other, both obviously surprised at the way she was acting. She got a strange, wonderful feeling about having them off guard, and she smiled as she walked over to them.
"Well, what are we waiting for? I didn't expect you two to be slow about getting the show on the road. Get out of your clothes while I fix us something to drink."
Val waited until Penny had disappeared into the small kitchen; the she looked back at Ron.
"What the hell's come over her?" Ron shrugged and stood up. "I wish I knew."
Val's eyes moved over his muscular body and the outline of his cock and balls under the tight, form-fitting knit trunks. She felt a jolt of excitement and shook
"Who gives a damn ... let's make the best of it."
Ron was still a little uncertain; but the instant Val reached out and grasped his lax cock, he didn't give a damn. He let out a groan and slipped his arms around her, hauling her in close to him.
Val responded with a moan and began to rotate her slightly rounded belly against the now growing bulge in his trunks. She tilted her head upward; and Ron's mouth met hers eagerly, his tongue driving between her parted teeth and finding hers. Val moaned and slowly moved her hands down over his back until her fingers were resting on the waistband of his trunks. She let them play there for a few seconds; then they slipped beneath the snug material and slipped lower to cup his buttocks.
Their bodies ground together, and finally Ron pushed her away gently and stepped back. He shoved his thumbs into the top of his trunks and pushed them down. His stiff cock surged upward from the constricting material and thudded against the matt of shimmering blond hair on his belly with a resounding smack. Val's eyes were glued to the hard rod as it began to sway proudly in front of her. Ron stood, letting her inspect him for a few seconds; then he reached for her and his hands snaked around to the clasp of her bikini top. He unsnapped it; and it fell free of her huge breasts, letting the already-hard nipples pop free.
He moved his hands to them immediately, palming them, and enjoying the hard feel of her taut nipples digging into his palms. The sound of Penny's voice broke their concentration, and Val turned to face her as she entered.
"Well ... you may be slow starters, but once you get going...."
She didn't bother to finish the sentence. Instead, she set the drinks down on the table beside her.
"I guess these can wait for a while."
Her eyes moved from Ron's stiff, throbbing cock to Val, and she smiled.
"Let me get the bottoms...."
In an instant, she had dropped to her knees in front of Val, and her hands were busily stripping away the brief bottoms of Val's bikini. The feel of Val's hot flesh against the front of his body reminded Ron of the fire that burned in him, and he let his hands slip under Val's arms and cup her full breasts again. He began to massage and lift the giant mounds as he rubbed his thick cock against the soft, but firm cheeks of her ass.
Val moaned and lifted first one leg and then the other to let Penny remove the bottom of her bikini completely. The feel of Ron's hot cock rubbing against her filled her with excitement, but she wasn't quite ready for Penny's next move.
At first she couldn't believe what was happening; then she looked down and watched as Penny burrowed her head between Val's thighs. She parted her legs slightly and then let out a moan of pleasure as she felt Penny's tongue slip between her open moist cuntlips and begin to probe.
Ron had no idea what was going on, and he didn't really give it much thought; all that was important to him was the feel of Val moving against him. He let his hands slip down her sides slowly, and then moved them between their tightly locked bodies and began to knead the firm, resilient flesh of Val's buttocks.
Val moaned with pleasure as she felt Penny begin to work on her in earnest. The feel of Ron's hands and cock against her buttocks added to the pleasure, and soon she began to whimper with delight.
Ron felt his blood begin to boil, and he moved his left hand down to part the hot cheeks against his stiff cock; then he moved his right hand back to the smooth flesh and began to rub his fingers up and down in the deep valley between them.
Val moved her hands around behind her and pulled Ron in closer as she felt him beginning to stroke and probe at her back door. The combined sensation was indescribably exciting. Ron needed no more encouragement; his index finger found the tight hole nestled warmly between her cheeks, and he pushed it in slowly, tantalizingly, teasing the puckered orifice. In three strokes he had it buried in her ass, and Val began to twist and rotate back against him.
Ron groaned and let his lips caress her bronzed shoulder as he withdrew his finger and reached for his thick cock. He guided the huge knob to her anus, and then drove his hips forward.
Val let out a cry of pain as she felt the massive, throbbing knob rip into her, but the feel of Penny's now frantically pistoning tongue soon overcame the pain with pleasure, and then Ron was going deeper.... ... and stroking back and forth ... and going deeper.....and his huge luscious knob was throbbing ... and going deeper....
Suddenly nothing else mattered to Val but the wondrous feel of it, probing the very depths of her bowels while Penny's tongue searched for and found her taut clitoris and encircled it ... polished it....
Val let out a shriek of ecstatic pleasure, and her body shuddered as she shot over the top. Instantly Ron groaned with animal delight and lashed his hips forward, driving his huge, jerking cock up to the heavy balls into her. The instant his nuts came into contact with the hot cheeks of her ass, a huge deluge of thick, creamy love juice gushed forth from the head of his cock and shot against the walls of her bowels, doubling her pleasure.
Scott walked into the living room; then he turned around to face Tony. Their eyes met for a second; then he sat down on the couch facing Tony.
"Come here...."
Tony hesitated for a second, but the fire that burned in his loins was too much for him to fight. He walked across to the couch; and Scott leaned forward, opening his mouth as he moved.
His hands grasped Tony's muscular buttocks and pulled him nearer as his lips closed, imprisoning Tony's stiff, throbbing organ. He worked on it slowly, lovingly-polishing, sucking.
His hands moved continuously, stroking, kneading Tony's buttocks; and in seconds Tony was moaning with pleasure. He had needed this so badly, especially after Mel had let him....
Mel!
The thought churned through his mind; and as it did, it doubled his pleasure. Instantly the eager mouth gobbling his cock wasn't Scott's; it was Mel's. He groaned and began to move his hips back and forth, letting Scott strip his hard cock as he rotated his head. He felt the dam bursting; and he reached for Scott's head and pulled it closer to him, driving his jerking rod deep into the other man's throat.
Scott swallowed eagerly as the hot, creamy fluid spurted forth; then he pushed Tony backward and pulled him to the floor. Without relinquishing his hold m on the still spurting organ, he spun around and offered Tony his own thick cock. Tony took it eagerly, sucking it between his sensuous lips; and then they were lost in the pleasure they were giving and receiving.
Any thoughts of apprehension about Penny's involvement had left Ron's mind the second he'd buried his thick cock into Val's ass. Now, as he receovered from the session, he smiled and downed the drink Penny had prepared earlier.
When he had finished it, he set the empty glass down and moved over to the center of the room. He dropped down onto the thick carpet and stretched out on his back; then he encircled his still hard cock with his right hand and looked up at them.
"C'mon, girls ... there's room for two of you...." Val moved instantly, straddling his hips; then she dropped down to claim his throbbing tool with her flowing cunt. Their cries of pleasure mingled as she dropped down on him, burying his thick rod in her box.
Penny stared at them for a few seconds; then she walked over and straddled Ron's face. There was something about the idea of covering him with her cunt that appealed to her, and she dropped downward onto his face. His lips parted, and his tongue probed eagerly at her hot orifice. Soon Penny's cries of need matched the others in the room.
Val let the little muscles deep inside her hot box contract and release Ron's deeply buried cock, and she was rewarded by his muffled groans of delight as she nibbled at the knob probing her very depths. The feel of it sent a shiver of delight through her; and she began to twist herself slowly above him, rotating her firm buttocks against his thighs and belly.
For a split second Ron felt as though she would rip his massive tool off; but the sensations caused by her tantalizing muscles gripping his throbbing knob, coupled with the new feel given by her rotating body, thrilled him beyond relief. It was as though his burning shaft was caught in a searing vise of quivering flesh. His mind went blank except for the wonder of what he was receiving, and he strove to give Penny the same pleasure.
His tongue moved slowly around the inside of her open cunt, probing, exploring; and then he began to stroke it in and out, letting it go as deep as possible on each inward thrust. Penny's appreciation was obvious in the movements of her body as she bounced and clamped his head with her golden thighs.
The act she had peformed on Val had roused Penny's sexual needs, and she was oblivious to all else in the room as Ron paid homage to her broiling chasm. She closed her eyes and threw her head back as the moans of ecstatic delight escaped through her clenched teeth.
Finally Ron could hold back the flood of release no longer, and he filled the room with a muffled cry of animal pleasure as he pistoned his hips up off the deep carpet and emptied his broiling loins in a volley of volcanic eruption, bringing Val to her climax and sending shudders of pure pleasure through her.
Ron's teeth cut into the tender flesh of Penny's cunt as he went, and the feel of it was enough to send her over with them. She moaned with pleasure as shivers of delight ripped through her; and she ground her hips downward, inviting the stabbing thrusts of Ron's hot tongue.
Finally they dropped downward in a mass of perspiration-covered flesh and fought for breath.
Tony raised himself up onto one elbow as he took the glass from Scott's outstretched hand. Their eyes met, and Scott smiled.
"I've been looking for you for a long time."
Scott took a gulp of the Scotch, then set the glasses down on the carpet beside him.
"Yes, both of us needed that. It was good."
Scott's grin broadened as he lifted his glass to his lips and drank deeply. He savored the booze, at the same time running his eyes over Tony's body and savoring it too.
"Good ... it was fabulous. I wasn't completely sure before now, but I haven't got a doubt left."
Tony was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable. He had been involyed in plenty of homosexual affairs, and there had been plenty of times that he and his lovers had shared endearments-but it was always when they were deeply aroused. Scott was treating it too intimately for his liking.
He took another drink and then sat up and reached for the pack of cigarettes on the coffee table. Scott took the one he offered; then he used the table lighter to light the two of them.
Scott began to sense Tony's uneasiness as he exhaled a deep cloud of smoke, and he searched his mind for the reason. Before he could speak, Tony got to his feet.
"Look, I don't want to rush you or anything, but we should get dressed before Mel comes back."
Scott flicked the ash of his cigarette and then looked up at Tony. .
"Why? Doesn't he know?"
Tony had disappeared into the bedroom, but returned in a second with a pair of trunks in his hand. He didn't answer Scott right away; instead he pulled the trunks on.
"If you mean, does he know I'm gay ... yes, he knows."
Scott shrugged.
"So what are you worried about? I assure you, I don't care if he finds us like this." Tony turned around to face him. "Well, I do."
Scott looked up at him in surprise. "You just said he knew. Why the hell should you care if...."
Then it struck him. He had been right in the first place; Mel and Tony were lovers. The realization shook him, even though he had felt it might be true. When he spoke, it was almost to himself.
"Then you two make it together...."
Tony reached for his drink and dropped into the chair behind him.
"I only wish we did...."
Scott looked up at him and shook his head.
"You're not making any sense."
Tony looked over at him as if seeing him for the first time. He didn't say anything for a second; then he shrugged.
"Oh, it's a long story. It doesn't really concern you anyway."
Scott stood up and crossed over to the chair. "You're damned right it does...." Tony's face filled with surprise as he looked up into Scott's eyes.
"How the hell do you figure that? Just because we got our rocks off together, it doesn't mean you own me.
Scott dropped his hands down to his sides in frustration. He turned around and went back over to the couch to sit down. His hand found the drink on the table, and he lifted it to his lips and drained it. He stared down at the empty glass for a second; then he spoke.
"No, I guess it doesn't. I wish it did."
Tony sensed the sincerity in his words, and some of the harshness disappeared from his voice as he spoke.
"What do you mean?"
Scott looked up at him and smiled weakly.
"I think I'm in love with you, that's all."
Tony was too surprised to say anything for a few seconds. Finally he sat forward in his chair and spoke.
"We just ... how the hell could you fall in love with me in that short oeriod of time?"
Scott shrugged.
"That's a long story too."
Tony had been going through hell with his feelings for Mel for years. He was tempted to tell Scott that he didn't know what he was talking about, but knowing how he'd wanted Mel and not having been able to have him, he pitied anyone who might find himself in that position. Scott's attraction for him couldn't possibly be as deep as his feelings for Mel were; yet he could sympathize with his new-found friend.
"Look, Scott ... I'm sorry; I really am. I think you're a nice guy; and as far as what we had, it was great. But I'm really hung up on Mel. He doesn't go for me, but I think I'm beginning to win him over to my way of thinking. This is something I've been trying to do for years, and I can't just toss it aside."
Scott stood up and crossed the room, then bent down I to pick up his trunks. He pulled them on, then turned to face Tony.
"You know, it's ironical. I came here figuring to get Mel, and thinking you were my competition; and it ends up that I want you, and suddenly Mel's the competition. Nothing ever works for me...."
Before Tony could answer him, he was gone, leaving the cabin door open behind him. As he reached the gravel roadway, he heard Tony call his name; but he ignored it and broke into a run, heading back toward his own cabin. He covered the distance quickly, and he was out of breath by the time he opened the door and went inside.
He called Val's name half-heartedly; and when he got no answer, he went out to the patio.
She was nowhere in sight, so he walked over to the side of the patio and looked for the car. When he saw that it was gone, he went back into the cabin; and this time he saw the note sitting on the coffee table.
He picked it up and read it carefully, finding it difficult to concentrate after Tony's rejection.
It wasn't a suggestion or an invitation to join her at Ron and Penny's; it was a command. For a split-second he thought of ignoring it, but now he didn't even have the strength of a chance for another man to fall back on. He had been rejected, and his confidence in himself was slashed to the bone.
He let the note drop back to the table; then he moved across the room to the kitchen and reached for the bottle sitting on the small bar. He poured out a generous supply of Scotch into the glass beside the bottle; then he lifted it to his lips and drained it. He cursed softly as he recapped the bottle; then he turned and started back toward the roadway.