Three Texas Swimmers
By: Kenneth Kirk
(© 2021 by the author)

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Chapter 27

Home “Alone”

Mom, Dad, and Eileen left home around 6 a.m. that Friday to drive to Colorado Springs for the weekend and then on to Denver for a week-long conference Dad would attend while Mom and Eileen ordered room service and shopped.  Eileen’s 16^th birthday would be on Wednesday, so Mom had promised her an all-day Spa treatment in order to make her happy about being away from her new boyfriend Ronnie on her special day.

I was very grateful that it was not possible for me to go with them due to my job and that I could spend some extra time alone at home.  More so, of course, I was grateful for the opportunity to entertain Randy, Mike, and Jim on Friday night and Randy, Mike, and Brian on both Saturdays as well as Wednesday evening.  This was going to be the best missed vacation I’d ever had or even imagined.

My buddies had enjoyed my reporting on the conversation in which I ‘came out’ to Jim and invited him to join us for a ‘small orgy’.  Their excitement about getting to know Jim more personally was quite obvious.  His imagined dick size ranged from 9” to 12”, depending on who was speaking and how horny he was at that moment. 

The last few days before my family’s vacation began dragged by for all of us, but at long last Friday arrived.  That morning I finalized plans for Brian’s visit the next afternoon and was thrilled to get off work at 3:00 to come home.  The guys were due to get to my house any time between 5 and 5:30 and we planned to get dinner at Furr’s Cafeteria around 6.

Jim called me a few minutes after 4 to confirm that he didn’t need to bring anything but his tooth brush and to also confirm directions to my house.  He arrived about ten minutes after 5 and I could tell he was pretty nervous.  He wore some tight tan Levi’s cut-offs and a maroon tee, all of which showed off his good body nicely.  His substantial crotch was simply alluring.  He brought in a small duffle bag with his toiletries or whatever.  I told him he looked hot and he responded by complimenting my red shorts and black tee that he said showed my great physique well.

“I’m trying to get used to the red and black colors as a future Tech student,” I commented.

“I’m glad you and Mike will be going to Tech, too.  Maybe we can meet for lunch sometimes.”

“Or maybe for sex,” I said wickedly.

Jim blushed and laughed.  “Maybe,” he nodded.  

I think having just me there right at first helped him feel more comfortable than if he had walked in with the whole group in place already.

Randy arrived about 5:25 with Mike a few minutes behind him.  Randy wore some red baggies with a Lonestar tee that detailed their 2012 tour.  Although the baggies hid his delicious butt and his powerful thighs, the tee showed off his pecs and abs nicely.  Mike went for a sexier look with white tennis shorts and a medium blue Polo shirt, both fitting him snugly.  They brought in their bags and we put it all in my room.  The room was a little crowded with all four of us crammed in there, but I figured we’d spend the majority of our time on the two air mattresses I had put in the den floor beside the sliders to the back yard and pool.  Jim, having never been to my home, seemed curious about a lot of things, making it interesting to show the guys around while no one else was home.

Dinner at the cafeteria was pleasant and allowed us some time in public to have some general conversation before we got back home for the main event.  Randy and Mike worked hard to put Jim at ease in our group.  Even though the three of us were so close, we didn’t want him to feel like an outsider.  By the time we were back at my house, I think Jim (pictured) was much more relaxed and was clearly enjoying himself.

It being a warm evening with the sun still over an hour from setting, I offered the guys time in the pool, which was happily accepted.  Of course, we went skinny-dipping since no one else was around.  I knew Randy and Mike could hardly wait to see the Byerman family jewels and I think Jim knew that, too.  He probably decided to get the suspense over early, as he wasted no time stripping down and letting it all hang out.  It did hang a long way out, too.  Damn!  Like the rest of us, he was neither soft nor hard as we headed to the pool, so that made it difficult to estimate how much bigger it might get when he boned up.  We already knew from seeing him in his singlet that it was a prodigious prick, but we weren’t sure just how prodigious.  To me, Jim’s dick looked to be hanging about 7” and be about as thick as Brian.  I figured it would be a couple of inches longer and a bit fatter when fully inflated.  I was confident I would know his dimensions within an hour or so.  And he did have big balls as we had all suspected from seeing him wrestle.

Mike, never one to mince words, exclaimed, “Whoo, Jim, you do have major cojones, don’t you?”

As Jim blushed, I chided Mike.  “Leave the poor boy alone.  You’ll get your chance to try to fit them into your mouth.”

Jim blushed more.

“You guys are being mean,” Randy accused us.  He placed an arm around Jim’s shoulder and walked him toward the pool.  In a quiet aside to Jim, he said, “Just ignore the frat boys, Big Guy.”

“Okay,” Jim whispered with a grin.

We spent about half an hour splashing around in the pool with a lot of grab-ass and cock pulls that brought us all to a state of readiness for more erotic activities.  As Randy and I tried to swim a few laps, I saw Mike pull Jim to him for a kiss that went on long enough for Randy and me to complete several laps of our pool. When we stopped, we swam to the kissers, split to each side and moved in to create a naked, wet square embrace.  Jim backed away from Mike and looked at me.  I put a hand behind his head and drew him forward for a kiss.  After a very sexy introductory French kiss, I released him.  Like a perfect guest, he turned to Randy and they shared a kiss while Mike wiggled his eyebrows and grinned at me.  Under water, I slapped his ass, but it came out more like a caress.

When Jim and Randy ended their first kiss, I suggested we move the party to the den.  Everyone got out of the pool and picked up towels from the patio table.  Jim started to dry himself, but Mike stepped behind him and began drying his shoulders, then reached around to dry his torso and work his way down to Jim’s crotch.  When he took Jim’s dick in his hands, Mike smirked at Randy and me and mouthed, “Oh my god!”  Somehow, we all got dry enough without Jim losing his virginity – yet.   

We moved into the den where the two queen-size air beds lay side by side.  I had put fitted sheets over the mattresses and placed stacks of ‘trick’ towels and tubes of KY beside each bed.  I had placed 4 bottles of water on each side near the towels.  I had also set up the TV to play my “Sexy” station on Pandora so the music came from the nice surround-sound TV system my dad had installed a couple of years before.  I took a moment to switch on the system while Jim stood awkwardly at the foot of the beds.

“Nice prep, buddy,” Mike said as, fittingly, Adele began crooning “Hello”.

Mike and Randy guided Jim down to one of the beds and positioned him on his back in the middle while I lit a couple of vanilla candles and extinguished the lights.

As my two buddies plopped down on either side of Jim’s body, I scoped out his massive dick and balls and announced, “Jim, buddy, for a while just let us make you feel really good.  We’ll show you lots of ways to make your man very, very happy.  Okay?”

“Yeah, sure, Rick.”

“Then let the games begin!” I proclaimed.

Everyone snickered as I knelt at the foot of the bed and pushed Jim’s legs apart as I crawled up to his midsection.  Mike dove in to stake his claim to Jim’s mouth leaving Randy to begin working his erect nipples as I leaned in to gently kiss Jim’s testicles, which were noticeably heavier than any I had yet encountered in my growing list of lovers.  Jim’s legs twitched as my tongue crisscrossed his ballsac and I could hear him moaning from the triple assault we were taking on his body.  After wetting his entire scrotum, I pulled his left ball into my mouth (it fit, but not without some careful maneuvering on my part) and began sucking it and twirling my tongue around it.  Jim’s moaning intensified.  After a leisurely lathing of that testicle, I pushed it past my lips with my tongue and moved to provide equal stimulation to his right ball.  Mike apparently stopped kissing the poor boy’s mouth as the moaning was suddenly unmuffled. 

Sam Smith’s clear tenor voice reminded us that “he can’t love you like I can”. 

As I sucked cojones, I could look up the expanse of Jim’s dick in a view from the root.  Damn!  That dick looked like an arm sprouting from his groin and reaching for his chin!  Of course, he was rock hard with precum filling his navel.  Mike, who was nuzzling Jim’s neck, caught my eye for a moment and winked.  He brought his hand down across Jim’s torso, adroitly avoided his dick, and came almost to my nose before sliding his thumb and index finger around the massive organ.  Smiling at me, Mike lifted the prize straight up until it tapped against my forehead.  Damn!  I released Jim’s testicle, raised my head, stuck out my tongue, moved a couple of inches forward until my tongue touched Mike’s hand, and then drew my tongue all the way up and up and up the underside of the Titan until I reached the sticky warhead at the tip. 

Jim’s response to this move was to rip his mouth away from Randy and cry out, “Oh, oh, my god!”

With my entire hand, I grasped this amazing dick just above Mike’s fingers, taking control so I could position it best for my oral assault.  The sexy young voice of Hunter Hayes began singing “Wanted” which perfectly described my feelings about Jim’s lovely cock.

As my tongue circled the edge of his helmet in that super-sensitive zone right below it, Jim thrashed beneath us and called loudly, “Aiiiee!” 

Unsure of how well my mouth could contain this colossus, I took a deep breath as I kissed his drippy slit.  Then I relaxed my lips so they could spread naturally as my mouth engulfed the huge sausage.

“Oh!  Oh!” Jim gasped as I took inch after turgid inch deeper into my mouth.  When the tip was against the back of my throat, there was still nearly an inch of bare dickmeat between my lips and the side of my hand.  Shit!  How long is he? I wondered.  I sucked and licked and bobbed up and down, but did not attempt to deep throat the monster.  Jim didn’t seem disappointed at this limitation as he bucked and wriggled beneath me.  When I sensed it was time to allow one of my buddies to enjoy this treat, I patted Mike’s nearby ass as I backed off the dick.  Mike and I exchanged a look and I mouthed, “Your turn.”

Mike grinned broadly before kissing the nipple he had been suckling and moving down beside me.  As we swapped places, Mike patted my ass and quickly kissed me.  His hand took the big dick from me and I began crawling up Jim’s side.  Jim’s arm was straight out from his side making it easy for me to slip into position in the crook of his arm.  Randy pulled back from Jim’s face and both looked at me.  The glorious bass voice of Lou Rawls sang, “You’ll never find another love like mine.”

“Oh, dude,” Jim gushed, “that was amazing!”

“It’s just the beginning,” I said.

Just then, Jim’s eyes grew wide, his mouth flew open, and his body jerked.  He screamed, “Oooooooh!  Fuck!”

Randy and I both looked down at the top of Mike’s head as it sank lower and lower toward Jim’s pubes.  When Mike gagged, he pulled back, but tried again a couple of seconds later.  We watched in fascination as Mike tried but failed to take that dick into his throat.  Jim and I began making out ferociously as Randy tongued his tits and Mike blew his cock.  After a few minutes, Mike pulled Randy down to replace him.  When he had come ‘topside’ again, he pushed me away and captured Jim’s mouth.  I sensed some chemistry between them that might go a little beyond the drive for sexual gratification.

After a couple of minutes, Mike (pictured) whispered to Jim, “Are you getting close?”

Jim nodded slightly.

“Randy,” Mike called.  “Stop.”

We took a couple of minutes to open one set of water bottles and take some long drinks. 

Mike surprised me by standing up, effectively breaking contact with Jim and us.  He got onto the sofa above the empty air bed, wriggled into a position on his back with his legs resting against the seat back and his head hanging off the sofa.  Randy and I understood his intention and stood, too.  We pulled Jim up (with some help from him), spun him around in front of Mike, and patted his butt cheeks as if to encourage him to move forward.

“Really?” the near-virgin asked in shock.

Mike opened as wide as possible, reached out, grasped Jim’s drippy dick, and pulled it right into his mouth.  We watched in rapt attention as Mike strained to get his throat open sufficiently to fit the girth of the cock.  He gagged a couple of times and I really thought he would fail in this effort.  But soon enough, more of the monster disappeared into my friend’s head.

Jim was ecstatically panting and groaning while Randy breathed, “Holy shit!”

Remembering how big Jim’s cock felt in my throat, I couldn’t quite believe my eyes.  “He’s amazing!”

It quickly became evident Jim wasn’t quite sure what to do, so I put one hand on his belly and one on his lower back.  I pressed hard against his belly.  Thankfully, he pulled back.  When he had withdrawn into Mike’s mouth, I held him in place for a few seconds while Mike took in air around the monster in his mouth.  Then I pressed Jim’s back and he eagerly slipped forward until his pubes were against Mike’s lips.  I saw Mike’s Adam’s apple bob and his throat expand as the giant member traveled into his gullet.  It was positively surreal to me.  After a couple more guided withdrawals, Jim got the timing down and began doing this on his own.  I noticed Randy’s hand reach between Jim’s legs from behind.  Randy cupped the XXL scrotum and began juggling Jim’s testicles with his fingers.

Jim’s groans morphed into a continuous “O” sound that gradually became louder and higher pitched, punctuated occasionally by big intakes of breath.  He placed his hands on Mike’s shoulders, leaning some of his weight on Mike and keeping him stable.  As Jim approached his orgasm, I gently placed my hands on his belly and back again but did not apply any pressure because he was allowing Mike chances to breathe.  Soon, Jim’s hefty balls jumped out of Randy’s hand, positioning themselves to unload into Mike’s esophagus.  Jim jammed deep, screamed as if in great pain, and began an attempt to simultaneously drown and suffocate Mike.  I let him stay deep 3 or 4 seconds before pushing him back so the remaining volleys of his seed would fill Mike’s mouth as air could find its way to his lungs.  When his balls dropped back into Randy’s hands, I pushed him on out of Mike’s mouth.  Randy was quick to flip onto his back, slide between Jim’s legs, open wide, and capture the throbbing cock in his own mouth to catch the last oozers and begin cleaning off the residual.  Meanwhile, I lifted Mike up and helped him swivel his butt so he could put his feet down.  He motioned me to lean down so he could kiss me.  As I expected, he generously shared Jim’s bountiful harvest with me as we all held Jim up to keep him from collapsing.  When I had a good sampling of Jim’s surprisingly tart jizz, I stood to kiss him, sharing it back to him.  He seemed surprised at first that I had cum to share, but soon eagerly sucked my tongue into his mouth so he could clean it off.

I pulled back from Jim’s mouth and joined Randy to lick clean Jim’s now-flagging dick.  Mike wasted no time in claiming Jim’s mouth for himself and they commenced a long and juicy after-sex kiss.

Finally, as we all sagged onto the second mattress in an ungainly heap of arms, legs, mouths, and dicks, Coldplay serenaded us about “A Sky Full of Stars”.

To be continued...

Posted: 02/19/2021