Date: Fri, 31 Aug 2018 21:47:46 +0000
From: "Tim (via Google Docs)" <timmywriteshot@gmail.com>
Subject: Part Three-Max & Marty

Max-and-Marty
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MAX-AND-MARTY-Part-Three

F.B.F. Gets a Club House


Once we got home from our camping trip, Max and I started to spend more
time together. I beefed up my workouts to every day and coordinated with
Max's schedule. He was a great coach. I would never be as flexible as he
is, that has to begin very early. But, I would certainly be as strong, or
stronger, lean and built, under his expert training. He pushed me hard in
the gym and never let me quit before I had reached my absolute limit. Even
then, he made me do one more rep when I thought I couldn't do any more. Max
said that he was in charge in the gym and that I had to obey him. He was
going to make me into the best body possible. Then, in the bedroom, i was
the boss and Max whimpered and submitted to me completely.


In the gym, everyone looked at Max, sometimes they looked at me, but Max
was the star. His adorable face and his perfect body drew stares from
everyone, male and female. He was still as flexible as when he was a teen,
and he showed off his flexibility in the gym and in the bedroom. The best
thing was that Max didn't even notice anyone else at the gym. His focus was
always on me and our workouts together. He molded me with his coaching and
with his tender touch. After our vigorous workouts, we would go to the
locker room. Steam, dry sauna, and frigid dips were the order of every
day. Max showed me how we could release toxins from our bodies in the steam
room. Then, we released muscle tension in the dry sauna, followed by a
plunge in the frigid pool that closed our pores. Finally, we showered
together and I helped Max keep his body hair-free. We were the perfect
team.


At home, Kathy kept Max busy with honey-do tasks and other family
stuff. They were strained, but they both tried to make it work. They felt
it was the right thing for their daughter. Max said they hadn't had sex in
over two years and he'd moved into the guest bedroom two months back. It
didn't bode well.


On another front, I got a call from an old friend of mine from college. He
had just moved back to town to settle up his parent's estate. He knew how
much I loved the outdoors and he wanted to know if I might be interested in
buying his parents' lake house. I agreed to meet him out there to take a
look. It was about an hour's drive from my house, so I headed that way on
Friday morning; Tristan agreed to meet me later that morning. I packed a
small bag with swimming stuff, just in case, and I pulled on a pair of
tight shorts and a low-cut scoop-neck tank top. I wanted to look hot when I
saw Tristan after all this time. He had not seen me in this good of shape -
ever. My workouts really showed and I wanted to show off.


Tristan and I went to high school and college together. We played sports
together and were pretty good friends. He knew I was gay and that was fine
with him. We fooled around a little as teens, but he never said he was
gay. I'm anxious to see how he's stayed in shape over the years since I
last saw him. I followed Tristan's directions and drove to the cabin. He
was already there when I arrived. When I drove up the gravel road, Tristan
stepped out to greet me OMG!


Tristan stood almost six feet tall, he weighed in at 175 maybe. His
gorgeous blonde hair was long, hanging to his shoulders. He was shirtless,
exposing hard pecs covered in blonde fur, incredible chiseled abs, also
blonde and furry. He had on a pair of very skimpy satin gym shorts, and ,
like me, he was obviously commando. My cock twitched on my shorts and I
slapped it hard before getting out of the car. When I stepped out onto the
drive, Tristan walked up and gave me a huge bear hug, towering over me and
pressing my face into his massive hairy chest. I got a whiff of his manly
musk, he had obviously been working this morning and sweat was matting his
armpit hair and dripping down the cleavage between his incredible tits.


Tristan: "Ethan! It's so good to see. How long has it been? Five years? I
think so, five years sounds right. C'mon in. This is a great place. My
folks took great care of it and it has lots of amenities."


Me: "Tristan, It's great to see you. You are in amazing shape. Working out
a lot?"


Tristan: "Oh, yeah. I hit the gym every day for two hours. I still like to
show off my body, so I have to stay in shape. Besides, I'd be lonely if I
didn't look like this. What are you doing? Your body is so hot. You've
leaned down and built up some nice musculature. I'm impressed. What's your
secret?"


Me: Well, I also hit the gym every day for about two hours and I have a
superior personal trainer. He's a competitive gymnast and he works my ass
off. So, what are you up to that your body is so important?"


Tristan: "Oh, it's important because I want to stay hot as long as I
can. I'm only thirty and I want to look even younger. The real reason is
that I'm a motivational speaker in San Francisco now. I help men reach
their highest potential and achieve their biggest goals. I run a life
coaching business with a staff of five men. I insist they all look like me
and keep their bodies in perfect shape. If they get fat, they're fired!
Just kidding. But, our clients often need us because they feel bad about
the way they look, so we set a good example and then encourage men to eat
right and workout to be the best they can be."


Me: "Wow! That sounds exciting. I guess business os good?"


Tristan: "Oh fuck yeah! I'm doing great. I have tons of freedom to travel
and meet people. That also gives me time to enjoy my body in the arms of
other good looking men."


Me: "Oh, wow, Tristan. That's the first time you've come out to me. Thanks
for the trust."


Tristan: "Oh, I thought you knew. I mean, we swapped spit and cum back in
the day. I knew you were gay, I figured you knew about me. I don't `come
out' to people anymore. I am who I am and you either know me or you
don't. Who I fuck is nobody's business but mine."


Me: "Cool. I feel the same way. So. show e around the property."


So, we walked through the house. It has a large living area with a view of
the lake, a huge open kitchen that looks out over the living area and out
to the water. There is a nice dining area. Down the hall are two bedrooms
and a full spa/bath. Then there's the Master Suite with its own exit to the
wrap-around deck and a view of the lake on this side. There is also a huge
spa/bath ensuite. Then, downstairs, there are three more bedrooms and one
and a half bathrooms. As well as another living area, storage area, and the
laundry. From this living area, you walk out onto a large concrete patio
and down a long sidewalk to a double-welled boat dock with an attached
swimming platform. The property includes a lot that measures 85' wide
lakefront by 150' deep.


After checking out the dock, we walked back up the hill to the house, I was
in the lead. The view of the house from this side was impressive. As we
walked, Tristan reached up and squeezed my ass. "Mmm, nice!" he muttered. I
slowed my pace and Tristan got closer and grabbed both cheeks and squeezed
a little harder. I reach around and grabbed his crotch, bulging out of his
tight shorts. I was glad Tristan was as horny as me and that we still found
each other hot. I walked a lot faster and ran into the house and p the
stairs. Tristan ran after me, laughing hard.


We got upstairs and Tristan tackled me in the middle of the living room
floor. His size and strength easily overpowered me as he pinned me on my
back. His long blonde hair hung down and his hairy chest got close to mine,
and I could feel his heavy breathing on my face as he closed in to kiss me
hard. He held my arms against the floor as he ravaged my mouth, piercing my
lips with his tongue. I relaxed to accept whatever followed.


Tristan kissed my neck and down onto my chest. Then, he invited me to come
to bed with him. We went to the master bedroom and undressed slowly,
savoring the view as we reminded each other of the hard places on our
bodies, heightening our arousal. By the time we fell onto the bed, our
cocks were rock hard and throbbing. Tristan's member was a whopping 8"
shaft of fat, hard meat. I needed to have it in my mouth, so I went down on
him immediately, pushing him into the mattress to have all of his cock in
my grip. I licked inside the foreskin, scraping smegma and pre-cum from its
folds. Then I licked all around his huge mushroom cap, causing Tristan to
squirm from excitement. I reached up and combed my fingers through his soft
chest hair and found his hard nipples. I twisted and pinched them, causing
Tristan to arch his back and moan. I swallowed his 8" monster and pulled
him in so his balls slapped my face. I kept up my assault on his cock until
he pulled me off and turned me over.


Tristan laid me on my back and raised my legs into the air. Then, he dove
his stubbled face into my ass, scratching my cheeks with his face and
licking his way into my hole. He fucked me with his tongue and I cried out
in delight. Tristan dumped a ton of saliva into me and I flexed my pucker
open and closed to draw his juice inside me. His long tongue penetrated me
over and over, I squealed with pleasure. At last, Tristan pulled up and
laid my legs over his powerful shoulders, pulling me into the perfect fuck
angle. Then, his invasion began.


Tristan's meat was a fat 8" of throbbing, uncut delight. He pressed the tip
against my pucker and I flexed out to invite him inside. He pushed a little
harder and his head popped through my ring. Then, Tristan slowly fed his
cock into my pussy, inch-by-inch, invading my eager cunt. I moaned from
deep inside as he filled my gut with man-meat. He started slowly, letting
my pussy get accustomed to his massive girth and length. I let out a deep
sigh and my cavity opened to receive his hunk of lust. Tristan picked up
the pace and fucked me harder and deeper. Each thrust drove his member
against the wall of my rectum, and it ripped past my prostate, sending
shivers of pleasure through me. I was white-knuckling the sheets. Trying
not to scream. Tristan is an excellent lover and his skills are driving me
insane!


My cock is throbbing and bouncing with Tristan's every thrust. I dare not
touch it or it will fire missiles into the air. Tristan has started to pump
faster now, and each shove goes deep into my guts. Tristan is grinding me
like animal in heat, ready to release and breed me. He grabs my cock with
both hands and squeezes it hard, hoping to stop me from cumming. Then, he
ruptures the end of his penis and a flood of hot man cream came pouring
out, quickly filling my cunt and leaking out around his shaft. Then,
Tristan jumps down and shoves his mouth over the end of my cock and
swallows it. I was ready to cum before, now I am out of control. A torrent
of my hot cum flies out and into Tristan's waiting mouth and throat. He
slurps it all down, hungry for every drop in my shaft, sucking to be sure
he gets it all.


When he rolls onto his back, I go down on his cock and wash my cum and cunt
juice off him. Then, he reaches into my asshole and scoops out his cum and
feeds it to me. He keeps going back for more, filling my mouth with his
juice. When we're through, our mouths are covered in cum that just made it
to our lips. We lay together for a few minutes. At last Tristan says:


"I teach all my clients to begin everyday with a protein shake. That is the
best protein shake on the plant. More men need to start their day with cock
juice."


Me: "Tristan, you are so right. We have both gotten so much better at this
than we were back in college. Damn, man! Your cock got bigger
too. Vitamins?"


Tristan: "Not sure, maybe genetics. My dad is huge and my brothers both
have thick long cocks. I just caught up with them I guess. Too bad we don't
get to fuck more often."


We cleaned up the mess and straightened up the house. Then, we sat down and
worked out a deal for the property. Tristan said the furniture and
appliances were included, along with whatever water related toys and such
were in the storage locker down by the dock. Whatever was there that day
would be there when I came back. We signed a contract and I wrote him a
check for earnest money. Then, we parted ways after a long, wet kiss.


Me: "I hope we can have a long meeting at closing. Maybe you'll need
another protein shake that day?"


Tristan: "Oh, you can count on that. There will be fucking after
closing. See ya!"


We drove a way. My mind immediately went to what I was going to do with the
place. The first thing was to buy a sign to hang over the front door:
"F.B.F. Clubhouse" - Fuck Buddies Forever Clubhouse. I couldn't wait to
tell Max all about. We could keep this place as a sex retreat and nobody
will ever notice. He can be safer here than anywhere else we've been
meeting.


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When I got home, I immediately called Max and invited him over. He said
he'd be there in a little while. He needed to prep himself. I was good with
that. I needed a shower too. So, I jumped in the shower and got fresh
again. When I got off, I didn't have time to even grab a towel. I knew it
had to be Max, so I went to the door naked. I checked through the peephole
and it was Max, dressed in a cute pair of athletic shorts and no shirt. I
opened the door and pulled him inside. I threw my naked body at hims and
started to rattle on about the F.B.F. Clubhouse.


I dragged him to the bedroom and yanked his shorts down. That exposed his
cock and balls restrained by a tight cock ring. His skin was blushed, he
had shaved and waxed recently. His smooth body glistened from the oil he
spread on after the shave. Our routine had become one of Max presenting
himself as my bitch. He never wore underwear anymore, he kept his cock
restrained in a jock-style cup most of the time. He asked me to be sure he
had no body hair. He wanted to serve me and pleasure me whenever he was at
my house. I tried to reciprocate, but Max insisted that he didn't want me
too. Maybe some other time he'd say and then he would suck my cck, edging
me over and over again. He brought me so close to orgasm and expertly held
me off. His mouth was a hot, wet haven for my turgid cock.


After his mouth worked me over, he opened his pussy to the invasion of my
hard rocket. I shot into him fast and hard, easily reaching the depths of
his hot rectum. He was always absolutely clean inside' he took great care
to be sure there wasn't any fecal matter inside his perfect pussy. His
prostate swelled up as I rubbed past it. Max tensed and moaned when I
ground his gland with my cock. We edged when we fucked as well. I forced us
to the edge of orgasm, then slid out and waited for calm. Again and again,
we both cried out for release only to have me refuse to allow it. Max got
red-faced from the desire to let go. I needed to fill him with my cum and
allow him to release his own. So, I assaulted his cunt with hard, deep
thrusts. It only took a few until the juice rose in my shaft and flew out
into my Max. As soon as he felt my cum, his own cock let fly with rope
after rope of cream that hit his face and is chest and drooled down his
abs. We both felt blessed release and I fell on top of him, rubbing his cum
into my hairy chest and covering his face with my kisses.


I used my finger to trace designs in the sticky residue drying on his
perfect chest. Twirling around his nipples. Max purred and snuggled into my
armpit. We laid there for a long time. Before long, Max sat up on the side
of the bed.


Max: "Marty, I need to talk for a while. First, I need to know if I can
come stay with you for a while, just until I can work out more permanent
digs. Kathy and I are splitting up and I agreed to move out so she can have
the house."


Me: "Oh, Max, I'm so sorry. Please tell me I am not the cause of this
break-up. Did Kathy find out about us? What?"


Max: "Oh, no, nothing like that. I just finally got the guts to be
honest. I mean, you know Kathy and I don't have sex anymore. I've been
talking with my dad a lot during all this. He had some good things to say
and he helped me see myself in a clear mirror. Dad always seemed to be
against our marriage, even though Kathy was pregnant, he thought we should
do something else. Well, he finally told me that he thought that I was
trying to prove something when I hooked up with Kathy and that the condom
accident was deliberate on my part. Dad says that I was upset by the rumors
that I was gay. The gymnastics community can be brutal, man. There a lot of
gay men in the sport, my looks fed the rumors, and I did get upset. I
didn't want to admit it to myself and I sure wasn't going to mit it to
everyone.  I told dad I wasn't gay and he believed me, but he still thought
I used Kathy to prove a point about my manhood."


Me: "Oh, fuck, Max, I had no idea. I thought our thing was a gay guy
hitting on a bisexual married guy. You're hot, but I never assumed you were
gay. But, if this is our truth, then I will support you anyway I can.  You
can move in here and live with me, no strings attached, for as long as need
to."


Max: "Thanks, Marty. You really are my best friend in the whole world. I
hesitate to say it but, I love you, Marty"


Our relationship just changed in a big way.


[END PART THREE]