My Summer Three-Way In The
Woods
Dan leapt into the big, circular rock
pool with a picture-perfect dive. His form was really spot-on, and
I admired him all the way down to the water, where he sliced in
with only a minimal silvery splash. He curved under the water,
disappearing into the greenish depths then back up again to pop out
where the pool drained into the river again. He propped himself up
on a rock ledge, wiped the water from his eyes and gestured at the
two of us.
"Come on in, it's really not very cold
at all!" he said.
Mark sat on the ledge near where Dan
jumped. He was hunched over, looking at the water carefully. He
wasn't an athlete like Dan. Mark was the careful one, the
accountant to Dan's stuntman. I loved them both of course, but Mark
was never going to leap without looking.
"You're sure there's no rocks? I can't
see all the way down," he said.
"Seriously, relax," Dan said, "I've
been jumping into this pool for a decade. It's clear."
Mark looked unconvinced, but stood up
and prepared to jump. He had a decent body as well - longer,
thinner, and less built than Dan's, but entirely
acceptable.
I took another long pull from my beer
- number what? Quite a few at any rate. The cooler we had packed
up-river with us (okay, they had packed) was distinctly less full
now than it had been.
I was admiring Dan's butt when Mark
dove into the water. His form certainly wasn't as good but it
worked well enough and he disappeared with a loud splash into the
river. My turn next, I guess.
Mark popped up again and yelled,
"Raargh!" at the top of his lungs.
"What is it?" I asked.
He shook his head. "Nothing," he said,
"it's great, come on in."
He pulled himself up onto a rock ledge
to watch me dive. It was at that moment that I noticed two things -
first, his swimming trunks circling lazily near where he had jumped
in, and second, his bare bum hoisting itself out of the water. He
didn't even realize it himself until he flipped around to sit down,
at which point he suddenly saw that he was stark naked.
Both Dan and I boggled at him for a
moment, until he went "Oh shit!" and jumped back into the pool to
retrieve them.
I'd had a second or so to take in his
cock. I'd heard rumors about it, but I'd never had a decent chance
to see it myself. Good grief. It belonged on a marble statue. Long,
proud, perfectly shaped and colored. Mark had the goods.
Dan had started laughing hysterically
the second he realized what had happened. I chuckled too, but I
could see that Mark was actually embarrassed. He grabbed the shorts
roughly and sank beneath the surface while he pulled them on again.
His legs flashed wildly in the green water and he popped back up to
the surface and
Maybe it was just the booze, but I
stood up and without hesitating whipped my top off and chucked it
to one side. My boobs popped into view, and I was pleased to see
Mark's mouth drop open. Have a good look, boys, I
thought.
"There!" I said, "now we're
even."
I popped my arms up over my head,
getting ready to leap in. This lifted my breasts up into a nice
shape as well, coincidentally.
"Not quite!", Dan piped up.
"It's okay, don't worry about it,"
said Mark and waved his hand dismissively and looked
annoyed.
"Whatever do you mean?" I said to
Dan.
"Mark was naked. We all saw him.
You're not."
He smirked at me, daring me to take
another step.
As if, I thought. He'd been doing this
to me for years. Always pushing, pushing, to see how far he could
get me to take things.
"You think I won't do it?" I yelled
back at him.
"Let's say I have some doubts," he
said.
I knew perfectly well what was going
on, but the energy on this was just carrying me along. I could feel
Dan's eyes on me how, and I knew that he was the one who really
wanted me to do my bottoms too. Mark wouldn't meet my eyes, but he
wasn't exactly looking away either.
"Fine," I said and without another
word I grabbed my bikini bottom and tugged it down, bending over
and then stepping out
Woods
Dan leapt into the big, circular rock
pool with a picture-perfect dive. His form was really spot-on, and
I admired him all the way down to the water, where he sliced in
with only a minimal silvery splash. He curved under the water,
disappearing into the greenish depths then back up again to pop out
where the pool drained into the river again. He propped himself up
on a rock ledge, wiped the water from his eyes and gestured at the
two of us.
"Come on in, it's really not very cold
at all!" he said.
Mark sat on the ledge near where Dan
jumped. He was hunched over, looking at the water carefully. He
wasn't an athlete like Dan. Mark was the careful one, the
accountant to Dan's stuntman. I loved them both of course, but Mark
was never going to leap without looking.
"You're sure there's no rocks? I can't
see all the way down," he said.
"Seriously, relax," Dan said, "I've
been jumping into this pool for a decade. It's clear."
Mark looked unconvinced, but stood up
and prepared to jump. He had a decent body as well - longer,
thinner, and less built than Dan's, but entirely
acceptable.
I took another long pull from my beer
- number what? Quite a few at any rate. The cooler we had packed
up-river with us (okay, they had packed) was distinctly less full
now than it had been.
I was admiring Dan's butt when Mark
dove into the water. His form certainly wasn't as good but it
worked well enough and he disappeared with a loud splash into the
river. My turn next, I guess.
Mark popped up again and yelled,
"Raargh!" at the top of his lungs.
"What is it?" I asked.
He shook his head. "Nothing," he said,
"it's great, come on in."
He pulled himself up onto a rock ledge
to watch me dive. It was at that moment that I noticed two things -
first, his swimming trunks circling lazily near where he had jumped
in, and second, his bare bum hoisting itself out of the water. He
didn't even realize it himself until he flipped around to sit down,
at which point he suddenly saw that he was stark naked.
Both Dan and I boggled at him for a
moment, until he went "Oh shit!" and jumped back into the pool to
retrieve them.
I'd had a second or so to take in his
cock. I'd heard rumors about it, but I'd never had a decent chance
to see it myself. Good grief. It belonged on a marble statue. Long,
proud, perfectly shaped and colored. Mark had the goods.
Dan had started laughing hysterically
the second he realized what had happened. I chuckled too, but I
could see that Mark was actually embarrassed. He grabbed the shorts
roughly and sank beneath the surface while he pulled them on again.
His legs flashed wildly in the green water and he popped back up to
the surface and
Maybe it was just the booze, but I
stood up and without hesitating whipped my top off and chucked it
to one side. My boobs popped into view, and I was pleased to see
Mark's mouth drop open. Have a good look, boys, I
thought.
"There!" I said, "now we're
even."
I popped my arms up over my head,
getting ready to leap in. This lifted my breasts up into a nice
shape as well, coincidentally.
"Not quite!", Dan piped up.
"It's okay, don't worry about it,"
said Mark and waved his hand dismissively and looked
annoyed.
"Whatever do you mean?" I said to
Dan.
"Mark was naked. We all saw him.
You're not."
He smirked at me, daring me to take
another step.
As if, I thought. He'd been doing this
to me for years. Always pushing, pushing, to see how far he could
get me to take things.
"You think I won't do it?" I yelled
back at him.
"Let's say I have some doubts," he
said.
I knew perfectly well what was going
on, but the energy on this was just carrying me along. I could feel
Dan's eyes on me how, and I knew that he was the one who really
wanted me to do my bottoms too. Mark wouldn't meet my eyes, but he
wasn't exactly looking away either.
"Fine," I said and without another
word I grabbed my bikini bottom and tugged it down, bending over
and then stepping out
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