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I guess not working has at least one advantage. I have more time to write.
Here's another chapter, but don't expect too many more this fast as I accepted an offer and will start back to work either tomorrow or Monday.
Enjoy
Part Thirty Three
"He's your son?"
Josh looked at me, shock and bewilderment written all over his face. We had gone back out to the deck, the guys all sitting close to me, waiting to give support when needed. My head had cleared somewhat, and my nerves had calmed enough to stop my shaking.
"You've told me you had been married once but have never said anything about having a son. And didn't he say he had a sister? Is she your biological child also?" Josh was doing the pacing now.
I looked around the deck, all eyes were trained on me, except Josh's, who would look at me for a minute then continue pacing. "Guys, would you mind going back in the house for a few minutes? Josh and I need to talk, alone."
They all stood up, hugged me, then Josh and went into the house. I walked over to Josh, put my arms around him and held him close. He allowed me to hug him but didn't return the hug. "I have two children. Their Mother and I divorced when Michael was 5, it was a very nasty divorce and she remarried a year and a half later. For what I thought were good reasons at the time, I allowed her second husband to adopt the kids. I have not seen Michael since."
"Several years ago his sister, Casey, contacted me and we met. We maintained contact for about two years, then her Mother found out and convinced Casey not to see me any more. Casey told me that Michael hated me and did not want to even hear my name, let alone talk to or meet me."
His arms went around me during this little speech and he pulled me close to him, his head on my shoulder. "Why didn't you tell me this before now?"
"You're right, I should have. But over the years I have found that it was less painful not to mention them. Most people wouldn't understand my reasoning for doing what I did and I never dreamed our lives would ever cross again. Legally, they are not mine so all that remains is what is in my heart and memories. And that is where I usually keep it."
He kissed me then, long, deep and passionately. Justin interrupted the kiss when he came out to the deck "He's pulling into the driveway."
As the three of us walked into the living room, Jason was opening the front door. Michael stood on the other side of it and hestitantly walked in. He looked at me and our eyes locked. We stood, across the room from each other, staring for what seemed like hours but was actually less than a minute. Then I opened my arms and stepped forward. Michael met me and stepped into my embrace. We held each other so tight my ribs hurt but neither of us were willing to release the hug. Tears flowed from our eyes and ran down our faces. No words had been spoken, the only sound was the sobs coming from two grown men holding each other tight, crying.
Finally, Michael relaxed his hug, looked up at me and said "I don't know what to call you."
"I guess you could start with Wally." I looked around the room. It was empty of other people, the other guys had either gone into the den or out to the deck, leaving us alone to share that very special moment.
Michael noticed this also, "There were several people here when I came in, where did they all go?"
"I'm not sure. Do you want to meet them now or do you want to talk a while, just the two of us?"
"I already know Colin, he and I have had some classes together, and I have met Rich and Jason, they filmed me, remember?"
"I know, I couldn't watch it. As soon as I saw your face I turned off the TV. Didn't they mention my name while you were doing the video?"
"All they said was their friends, Wally and Josh, had started the idea of doing the web site but never said your last name. Even though Wally isn't as common a name as Michael, I never even thought that it could be you." He walked around the room, looking at pictures and things. He stopped in front of a collage of family pictures in one area, stared for a long time at them then turned towards me with tears running down his face again. "I can't believe you still have that."
I walked over to him, put my arm around his shoulders, pulled him in close to me and looked at the grouping of pictures. "You were 5, Casey was 3. That was the last picture taken of you two before your Mother and I divorced. It has hung in every home I've had all through the years."
Pointing to a picture of two elderly people, he said "Is that your Mom and Dad? Casey told me about meeting your Mother."
"Yes, that was taken for their 50th wedding anniversary. Dad had a stroke shortly after that and passed away, Mom died a year and a half ago. It's too bad you never got to know her. She was very special. In fact, she kept in contact with one of your Mother's aunts and the aunt sent Mom your yearly school pictures and periodic ones after your graduated until she passed away. I have them in an album if you want to see them."
"So you didn't forget about us?"
"No, I could never do that. Even though I wasn't part of your life any longer I thought of you all the time. As soon as Mom would get a letter from your great aunt she would call me and I would go over there and read it. Mom kept the pictures and I would look through all of them from time to time."
He started walking around the room again and I followed, explaining the different pictures to him. "Would you like a beer or something else to drink?"
"A beer sounds good. And I think I am ready to meet Josh."
I looked in the den, which was empty, "They must be on the deck. Let's go join them and have a beer then."
We walked side by side through the kitchen and onto the deck. The group was seated at the far end and immediately stood up. Handing Michael a beer and opening one for myself, I introduced him to Justin and Anthony.
Shaking Anthony's hand he said "Weren't you a model? I used to buy magazines just because your picture was in them. You were the closest thing to porn for me back when I was coming out."
Anthony actually blushed, "That was me. And don't worry, you're not the first person I've met that told me pages with my picture on them would stick together somehow." It was Michael's turn to blush.
Josh had come over and put his arm around me while Michael was talking to Justin and Anthony, so after Anthony said that I introduced Josh to Michael. They shook hands, then Josh pulled Michael into a hug. When they separated Josh said, "You really are a younger version of Wally."
Michael sort of chuckled, looked over at me and said "I only hope I age as well. At least I still have all my hair." He rubbed my bald spot.
Josh laughed, "Ouch! You just touched on his sore spot."
I tousled Michaels full head of hair, "Since baldness comes from the mothers side of the family you will probably luck out and not have this little area for the younger studs to make fun of."
Every one sat down and the conversation jumped around between many different subjects. After a while, Jason, Colin and Rich said they had to go back to Tom's, all having to work in the morning. Justin and Anthony also said good night and went into the house, leaving Michael, Josh and I on the deck.
Mostly Josh just listened as Michael and I discussed my divorce from his Mother, my reasons for allowing his step father to adopt, his anger over that decision, and some of the things his Mother had told him about me over the years. During that discussion he said "You know, she said all those terrible things about you but never once mentioned that you were gay. Did she know"
"She knew, afterall one of the reasons we separated was because I had fallen 'in love' with a man. She was in heavy denial about that though and probably didn't want to admit that I had left her for a man."
"I believe that. She had a terrible time accepting me being gay. Now that I think about it she did say something once about me being just like my father, breaking her heart. I didn't realize that was what she meant though."
About 2AM, Josh made a pot of coffee for us, hugged Michael, kissed me and went to bed. Michael and I talked, drinking coffee now, until the sun came up over the lake. We fell silent for a while and just sat back and watched that. It was one of the most spectacular sun rises I had seen since moving to the lake. The early morning light giving his face a pinkish glow, Michael commented on how beautiful it was and how nice to be sharing it with me.
I couldn't answer him. My throat was constricting as tears flowed down my face once again. He looked over at me, stood up and pulled me into his arms, "It's alright, Dad, we have found each other again. And this time we won't let it go."
My tears were wetting his shirt as I stood in his embrace, my head on his shoulder, sobbing, enjoying the comforting motion as his hand rubbed in circles on my back.
We made a bed for Michael on the couch and I crawled into our bed with Josh. Even though he was deep into sleep, he rolled over and into my arms as soon as I was completely flat. Holding him close, I whispered "I love you" and fell into a deep sleep myself.
I awoke around one in the afternoon. Josh, Michael, Justin and Anthony were sitting on the deck just finishing lunch. As I walked out Michael looked over at Josh and got up to give me a hug. He then went into the house and returned with a mug of coffee, "Josh tells me you like two creams and sugars, just the way I drink mine."
Thanking him I added "I didn't even notice last night. I was more content to just look at you and be thankful you were here."
"And let me guess, even though lunch is still hot, you don't want any. You have to drink several cups of coffee before you can eat." I nodded and he continued "I guess I am like you in more ways than just looks."
Josh looked at me, winked and added "Can you be a little stubborn sometimes?"
"I have been told that." We all laughed and I punched Josh's arm.
Anthony said "We watched Michael's video while you were sleeping. We knew you didn't want to see it." I looked at Josh, he raised his eyebrows and smiled at me. "He came up with an idea for mine and as soon as you are ready we want to shoot it."
"Anthony, you know Josh and I can't do that. We signed that contract."
"We're not going to. Justin and Michael are, we are just going along for advice and to drive the golfcart."
"Golfcart? Oh, never mind. You know I'll do whatever you guys want." Turning to Michael I added "Are you sure you want to get involved in this?"
"Hey, what the hell. I've already done the hard part, holding the camera should be easy and fun." He smiled at me "Maybe I also inherited your knack for capturing the perfect look in a video."
"Okay then. Let me have at least two more cups of coffee. You guys can tell me about what we are doing while I drink them. Golfcart? I still don't see where that fits in."
Josh and Michael explained the shoot scenario while Justin and Anthony went in the house to get everything together. When they finished explaining, I agreed that it sounded like a good idea and told Michael that maybe he did inherit my video making skills.
"Like Father, Like Son, I guess" He then gave me a hug and we settled back while I finished my coffee.
After a quick shower for me, we squeezed into Josh's truck, the golfcart in the back and were on the road. We drove to the clearing where we had made Rich's video, unloaded the golfcart and with Josh driving it, me beside him and Justin and Michael sitting on the back seat, facing backwards holding their cameras, we slowly drove down a dirt path leading from it. Anthony, having taken off his jeans and Tshirt, jogged behind the cart wearing a pair of red satin jogging shorts and a midrift sleeveless shirt. While Josh had to keep his eyes on the path ahead, I turned in my seat to watch Anthony. He obviously didn't have on underwear or a jockstrap as his sizable dick was bouncing from side to side and up and down inside the red satin shorts. His tight abs become wet from sweat and soon a line of moisture formed in the middle of the shirt between his pecs. His muscular arms bulged as he pumped them in time to his jogging. His strong legs showed ridges and valleys of muscle as they raised and lowered and the movement against the satin was having an effect on his cock. As it steadily grew the bouncing became more pronounced and soon it lay sideways across one thigh just moving up and down as that leg would come up. The large head extended past his thigh and pushed the red material out, away from his body. His chest heaved with the exertion of his jogging and soon he stopped, bent over and ran his hands up and down his lower legs. When he stood back up, his hair clung to his forehead and his erect nipples were visible through the completely wet shirt. He pulled off the shirt and threw it aside, running his hands from his abs to his chest, playfully pulling and pinching his nipples.
Justin, who not been filming got off of the cart and walked into another small clearing just ahead of us. Once he was out of the way Josh started forward again and Anthony resumed jogging. I hadn't noticed him do it but while he was stopped he had adjusted his cock. It now stood straight up, sticking out of the top of the shorts, the head was joined by an inch or so of shaft above his belly button, which was tattooed with a sunburst around it. As his abs contracted and expanded with his breathing, his cock would jut forward and then back again.
Reaching the clearing, Josh stopped the cart and Anthony stopped jogging, leaning back against a tree, one leg bent at the knee, his foot against the tree. He wiped the sweat from his face and rubbed the moisture around on his cockhead. It reacted to the stimulation by swelling even more and his eyes closed, mouth open, head leaning against the tree. He pushed the front of the shorts down, allowing his balls to escape the fabric and lay on top of it. Running his hands flat around on his chest and abs, he would transfer the moisture he picked up to his cock. Once it was glistening with the sweat, he wrapped both hands around it, one on top of the other and started stroking. When his lower hand reached his balls he would stick his little finger down to stroke them. With his hands in the low position there was enough room for a third hand on the shaft but bringing his hands back up he covered that distance, running his thumb across the tip of his cockhead, then back down. He maintained a steady motion, not too fast or slow, just up and down, up and down, Tickle balls, back up, stimulate head with his thumb, back down.
Justin had his cock out stroking it as he watched through the viewfinder. Michael had set his camera up on the tripod and also was stroking his cock. I tried not to but I had to look. Length and thickness wise, very similar to mine, except he was cut, the head a dark red. Josh saw me looking and leaned over to kiss me. "It's alright, it's only natural to look." I kissed him again as I unzipped his jeans, freeing his hard cock, then wrapping my hand around it.
Anthony now had both feet on the ground, legs spread, hips jutted out from the tree, with just his shoulders leaning against it for support. One hand was furiously stroking his cock, the other pulling on his balls. The veins stood out along and across the shaft and the head had turned a deep purplish color. His mouth was open as far as it could go as he sucked in deep breaths and released them with a moan or sigh. His took his hand from his balls and rubbed the palm over the top of his cockhead in a circular motion as his fist became almost a blur in it's up and down stroking. He was now cursing loudly between the deep breaths, his chest heaving and abs tight.
Justin held his cock straight out between his legs and shot a large load of cum onto the grass. Michaels moans mixed with Anthony's swearing as he shot his load up into the air. Several streams arced high before falling back to earth, then as he lowered his cock the remaining cum dribbled from the end and onto the grass.
Anthony looked over at Michael and watched him shot his load. His stroking slowed as his other hand returned to his balls. Pulling down on his balls he released his cock, dropping his hand to his side. Still standing straight up, tight against his abs his cock twitched several times and then a large, thick stream of white cum shot from the end hitting him on the chin. More twitching, each one followed by a burst of cum, hitting his face, chest and once or twice over his shoulder onto the tree. He would pull down harder on his balls and his cock would twitch again, spurt another stream and twitch again.
Josh shot his load onto the seat of the golfcart while Anthony's cock finally stopped twitching and a wad of cum stayed at the tip of his cockhead. Looking directly into Michaels camera he wiped it off with one finger, held his finger in front of his mouth, stuck out his tongue and transfered the wad of cum to his mouth. After swallowing that, he brought one more wad to his mouth and sucked his finger in, cleaning it of all traces of cum.
I rearranged my still stiff cock to a more comfortable position while Josh, Justin and Michael replaced theirs. Josh kissed me briefly then said, "I'll take care of that when we shoot the rest."
I looked at him, "You guys didn't tell me about anymore."
"We wanted it to be a surprise. In fact, you are going to film it." He saw the doubt on my face and quickly added, "Uncredited, of course."
I kissed him again while noticing Anthony slide down the tree and sit on the ground at it's base, his cock still hard and sticking straight up. Michael and Justin were no where to be seen.
Here's another chapter, but don't expect too many more this fast as I accepted an offer and will start back to work either tomorrow or Monday.
Enjoy
Part Thirty Three
"He's your son?"
Josh looked at me, shock and bewilderment written all over his face. We had gone back out to the deck, the guys all sitting close to me, waiting to give support when needed. My head had cleared somewhat, and my nerves had calmed enough to stop my shaking.
"You've told me you had been married once but have never said anything about having a son. And didn't he say he had a sister? Is she your biological child also?" Josh was doing the pacing now.
I looked around the deck, all eyes were trained on me, except Josh's, who would look at me for a minute then continue pacing. "Guys, would you mind going back in the house for a few minutes? Josh and I need to talk, alone."
They all stood up, hugged me, then Josh and went into the house. I walked over to Josh, put my arms around him and held him close. He allowed me to hug him but didn't return the hug. "I have two children. Their Mother and I divorced when Michael was 5, it was a very nasty divorce and she remarried a year and a half later. For what I thought were good reasons at the time, I allowed her second husband to adopt the kids. I have not seen Michael since."
"Several years ago his sister, Casey, contacted me and we met. We maintained contact for about two years, then her Mother found out and convinced Casey not to see me any more. Casey told me that Michael hated me and did not want to even hear my name, let alone talk to or meet me."
His arms went around me during this little speech and he pulled me close to him, his head on my shoulder. "Why didn't you tell me this before now?"
"You're right, I should have. But over the years I have found that it was less painful not to mention them. Most people wouldn't understand my reasoning for doing what I did and I never dreamed our lives would ever cross again. Legally, they are not mine so all that remains is what is in my heart and memories. And that is where I usually keep it."
He kissed me then, long, deep and passionately. Justin interrupted the kiss when he came out to the deck "He's pulling into the driveway."
As the three of us walked into the living room, Jason was opening the front door. Michael stood on the other side of it and hestitantly walked in. He looked at me and our eyes locked. We stood, across the room from each other, staring for what seemed like hours but was actually less than a minute. Then I opened my arms and stepped forward. Michael met me and stepped into my embrace. We held each other so tight my ribs hurt but neither of us were willing to release the hug. Tears flowed from our eyes and ran down our faces. No words had been spoken, the only sound was the sobs coming from two grown men holding each other tight, crying.
Finally, Michael relaxed his hug, looked up at me and said "I don't know what to call you."
"I guess you could start with Wally." I looked around the room. It was empty of other people, the other guys had either gone into the den or out to the deck, leaving us alone to share that very special moment.
Michael noticed this also, "There were several people here when I came in, where did they all go?"
"I'm not sure. Do you want to meet them now or do you want to talk a while, just the two of us?"
"I already know Colin, he and I have had some classes together, and I have met Rich and Jason, they filmed me, remember?"
"I know, I couldn't watch it. As soon as I saw your face I turned off the TV. Didn't they mention my name while you were doing the video?"
"All they said was their friends, Wally and Josh, had started the idea of doing the web site but never said your last name. Even though Wally isn't as common a name as Michael, I never even thought that it could be you." He walked around the room, looking at pictures and things. He stopped in front of a collage of family pictures in one area, stared for a long time at them then turned towards me with tears running down his face again. "I can't believe you still have that."
I walked over to him, put my arm around his shoulders, pulled him in close to me and looked at the grouping of pictures. "You were 5, Casey was 3. That was the last picture taken of you two before your Mother and I divorced. It has hung in every home I've had all through the years."
Pointing to a picture of two elderly people, he said "Is that your Mom and Dad? Casey told me about meeting your Mother."
"Yes, that was taken for their 50th wedding anniversary. Dad had a stroke shortly after that and passed away, Mom died a year and a half ago. It's too bad you never got to know her. She was very special. In fact, she kept in contact with one of your Mother's aunts and the aunt sent Mom your yearly school pictures and periodic ones after your graduated until she passed away. I have them in an album if you want to see them."
"So you didn't forget about us?"
"No, I could never do that. Even though I wasn't part of your life any longer I thought of you all the time. As soon as Mom would get a letter from your great aunt she would call me and I would go over there and read it. Mom kept the pictures and I would look through all of them from time to time."
He started walking around the room again and I followed, explaining the different pictures to him. "Would you like a beer or something else to drink?"
"A beer sounds good. And I think I am ready to meet Josh."
I looked in the den, which was empty, "They must be on the deck. Let's go join them and have a beer then."
We walked side by side through the kitchen and onto the deck. The group was seated at the far end and immediately stood up. Handing Michael a beer and opening one for myself, I introduced him to Justin and Anthony.
Shaking Anthony's hand he said "Weren't you a model? I used to buy magazines just because your picture was in them. You were the closest thing to porn for me back when I was coming out."
Anthony actually blushed, "That was me. And don't worry, you're not the first person I've met that told me pages with my picture on them would stick together somehow." It was Michael's turn to blush.
Josh had come over and put his arm around me while Michael was talking to Justin and Anthony, so after Anthony said that I introduced Josh to Michael. They shook hands, then Josh pulled Michael into a hug. When they separated Josh said, "You really are a younger version of Wally."
Michael sort of chuckled, looked over at me and said "I only hope I age as well. At least I still have all my hair." He rubbed my bald spot.
Josh laughed, "Ouch! You just touched on his sore spot."
I tousled Michaels full head of hair, "Since baldness comes from the mothers side of the family you will probably luck out and not have this little area for the younger studs to make fun of."
Every one sat down and the conversation jumped around between many different subjects. After a while, Jason, Colin and Rich said they had to go back to Tom's, all having to work in the morning. Justin and Anthony also said good night and went into the house, leaving Michael, Josh and I on the deck.
Mostly Josh just listened as Michael and I discussed my divorce from his Mother, my reasons for allowing his step father to adopt, his anger over that decision, and some of the things his Mother had told him about me over the years. During that discussion he said "You know, she said all those terrible things about you but never once mentioned that you were gay. Did she know"
"She knew, afterall one of the reasons we separated was because I had fallen 'in love' with a man. She was in heavy denial about that though and probably didn't want to admit that I had left her for a man."
"I believe that. She had a terrible time accepting me being gay. Now that I think about it she did say something once about me being just like my father, breaking her heart. I didn't realize that was what she meant though."
About 2AM, Josh made a pot of coffee for us, hugged Michael, kissed me and went to bed. Michael and I talked, drinking coffee now, until the sun came up over the lake. We fell silent for a while and just sat back and watched that. It was one of the most spectacular sun rises I had seen since moving to the lake. The early morning light giving his face a pinkish glow, Michael commented on how beautiful it was and how nice to be sharing it with me.
I couldn't answer him. My throat was constricting as tears flowed down my face once again. He looked over at me, stood up and pulled me into his arms, "It's alright, Dad, we have found each other again. And this time we won't let it go."
My tears were wetting his shirt as I stood in his embrace, my head on his shoulder, sobbing, enjoying the comforting motion as his hand rubbed in circles on my back.
We made a bed for Michael on the couch and I crawled into our bed with Josh. Even though he was deep into sleep, he rolled over and into my arms as soon as I was completely flat. Holding him close, I whispered "I love you" and fell into a deep sleep myself.
I awoke around one in the afternoon. Josh, Michael, Justin and Anthony were sitting on the deck just finishing lunch. As I walked out Michael looked over at Josh and got up to give me a hug. He then went into the house and returned with a mug of coffee, "Josh tells me you like two creams and sugars, just the way I drink mine."
Thanking him I added "I didn't even notice last night. I was more content to just look at you and be thankful you were here."
"And let me guess, even though lunch is still hot, you don't want any. You have to drink several cups of coffee before you can eat." I nodded and he continued "I guess I am like you in more ways than just looks."
Josh looked at me, winked and added "Can you be a little stubborn sometimes?"
"I have been told that." We all laughed and I punched Josh's arm.
Anthony said "We watched Michael's video while you were sleeping. We knew you didn't want to see it." I looked at Josh, he raised his eyebrows and smiled at me. "He came up with an idea for mine and as soon as you are ready we want to shoot it."
"Anthony, you know Josh and I can't do that. We signed that contract."
"We're not going to. Justin and Michael are, we are just going along for advice and to drive the golfcart."
"Golfcart? Oh, never mind. You know I'll do whatever you guys want." Turning to Michael I added "Are you sure you want to get involved in this?"
"Hey, what the hell. I've already done the hard part, holding the camera should be easy and fun." He smiled at me "Maybe I also inherited your knack for capturing the perfect look in a video."
"Okay then. Let me have at least two more cups of coffee. You guys can tell me about what we are doing while I drink them. Golfcart? I still don't see where that fits in."
Josh and Michael explained the shoot scenario while Justin and Anthony went in the house to get everything together. When they finished explaining, I agreed that it sounded like a good idea and told Michael that maybe he did inherit my video making skills.
"Like Father, Like Son, I guess" He then gave me a hug and we settled back while I finished my coffee.
After a quick shower for me, we squeezed into Josh's truck, the golfcart in the back and were on the road. We drove to the clearing where we had made Rich's video, unloaded the golfcart and with Josh driving it, me beside him and Justin and Michael sitting on the back seat, facing backwards holding their cameras, we slowly drove down a dirt path leading from it. Anthony, having taken off his jeans and Tshirt, jogged behind the cart wearing a pair of red satin jogging shorts and a midrift sleeveless shirt. While Josh had to keep his eyes on the path ahead, I turned in my seat to watch Anthony. He obviously didn't have on underwear or a jockstrap as his sizable dick was bouncing from side to side and up and down inside the red satin shorts. His tight abs become wet from sweat and soon a line of moisture formed in the middle of the shirt between his pecs. His muscular arms bulged as he pumped them in time to his jogging. His strong legs showed ridges and valleys of muscle as they raised and lowered and the movement against the satin was having an effect on his cock. As it steadily grew the bouncing became more pronounced and soon it lay sideways across one thigh just moving up and down as that leg would come up. The large head extended past his thigh and pushed the red material out, away from his body. His chest heaved with the exertion of his jogging and soon he stopped, bent over and ran his hands up and down his lower legs. When he stood back up, his hair clung to his forehead and his erect nipples were visible through the completely wet shirt. He pulled off the shirt and threw it aside, running his hands from his abs to his chest, playfully pulling and pinching his nipples.
Justin, who not been filming got off of the cart and walked into another small clearing just ahead of us. Once he was out of the way Josh started forward again and Anthony resumed jogging. I hadn't noticed him do it but while he was stopped he had adjusted his cock. It now stood straight up, sticking out of the top of the shorts, the head was joined by an inch or so of shaft above his belly button, which was tattooed with a sunburst around it. As his abs contracted and expanded with his breathing, his cock would jut forward and then back again.
Reaching the clearing, Josh stopped the cart and Anthony stopped jogging, leaning back against a tree, one leg bent at the knee, his foot against the tree. He wiped the sweat from his face and rubbed the moisture around on his cockhead. It reacted to the stimulation by swelling even more and his eyes closed, mouth open, head leaning against the tree. He pushed the front of the shorts down, allowing his balls to escape the fabric and lay on top of it. Running his hands flat around on his chest and abs, he would transfer the moisture he picked up to his cock. Once it was glistening with the sweat, he wrapped both hands around it, one on top of the other and started stroking. When his lower hand reached his balls he would stick his little finger down to stroke them. With his hands in the low position there was enough room for a third hand on the shaft but bringing his hands back up he covered that distance, running his thumb across the tip of his cockhead, then back down. He maintained a steady motion, not too fast or slow, just up and down, up and down, Tickle balls, back up, stimulate head with his thumb, back down.
Justin had his cock out stroking it as he watched through the viewfinder. Michael had set his camera up on the tripod and also was stroking his cock. I tried not to but I had to look. Length and thickness wise, very similar to mine, except he was cut, the head a dark red. Josh saw me looking and leaned over to kiss me. "It's alright, it's only natural to look." I kissed him again as I unzipped his jeans, freeing his hard cock, then wrapping my hand around it.
Anthony now had both feet on the ground, legs spread, hips jutted out from the tree, with just his shoulders leaning against it for support. One hand was furiously stroking his cock, the other pulling on his balls. The veins stood out along and across the shaft and the head had turned a deep purplish color. His mouth was open as far as it could go as he sucked in deep breaths and released them with a moan or sigh. His took his hand from his balls and rubbed the palm over the top of his cockhead in a circular motion as his fist became almost a blur in it's up and down stroking. He was now cursing loudly between the deep breaths, his chest heaving and abs tight.
Justin held his cock straight out between his legs and shot a large load of cum onto the grass. Michaels moans mixed with Anthony's swearing as he shot his load up into the air. Several streams arced high before falling back to earth, then as he lowered his cock the remaining cum dribbled from the end and onto the grass.
Anthony looked over at Michael and watched him shot his load. His stroking slowed as his other hand returned to his balls. Pulling down on his balls he released his cock, dropping his hand to his side. Still standing straight up, tight against his abs his cock twitched several times and then a large, thick stream of white cum shot from the end hitting him on the chin. More twitching, each one followed by a burst of cum, hitting his face, chest and once or twice over his shoulder onto the tree. He would pull down harder on his balls and his cock would twitch again, spurt another stream and twitch again.
Josh shot his load onto the seat of the golfcart while Anthony's cock finally stopped twitching and a wad of cum stayed at the tip of his cockhead. Looking directly into Michaels camera he wiped it off with one finger, held his finger in front of his mouth, stuck out his tongue and transfered the wad of cum to his mouth. After swallowing that, he brought one more wad to his mouth and sucked his finger in, cleaning it of all traces of cum.
I rearranged my still stiff cock to a more comfortable position while Josh, Justin and Michael replaced theirs. Josh kissed me briefly then said, "I'll take care of that when we shoot the rest."
I looked at him, "You guys didn't tell me about anymore."
"We wanted it to be a surprise. In fact, you are going to film it." He saw the doubt on my face and quickly added, "Uncredited, of course."
I kissed him again while noticing Anthony slide down the tree and sit on the ground at it's base, his cock still hard and sticking straight up. Michael and Justin were no where to be seen.


















