Aaron woke up first from the nap and looked beside him and Gus and Mark still resting soundly. He went to the kitchen and pulled the fresh filets from the fridge and got them prepped for dinner along with the guac and side of pasta. He set the table on the deck and poured three glasses of red wine and made his way back down the hall to wake his guys for dinner. He opened the door to find Mark nursing on Gus' flaccid dick as he snored beside him.
"Put a little more effort into it, Mark. Dinner's ready and we're about to get a great sunset."
Mark took Gus' whole dick into his mouth and sucked up his balls for good measure. The fisherman stirred and grabbed Mark by the armpits to pull him up for a nice kiss. Mark fit well on top of Gus; their torsos aligned almost perfectly.
"Dinner and sunset boys, out on the deck, everything is ready," Aaron said, "I'll see y'all out there."
Gus and Mark continued kissing for a few more moments before Gus lifted Mark into his chair so they could go have some dinner. It had been a nice solid nap for all three of them, and they felt refreshed, which was good thing considering that a suburban side of beef would likely be requesting their sexual energy in an hour or two. They took their places at the table on the deck and toasted one another and their catch, which Aaron had expertly prepared. They took a sip of wine and made quick work of the fresh fish.
"So I saw Bill when I was in town, and he wants to come over tonight," Gus shared.
"Nice! I look forward to meeting, him, and seeing this massive cock for myself," Mark said.
"He'd left a note under my windshield wiper that he'd stopped by when were were out on the boat - he's really horny - and is itching to get out of his family house," Gus offered.
"Did he say when he'd be here?" Aaron asked.
"Just that he'd head over here after dinner tonight, not sure on a specific time," Gus replied.
The men watched the sunset over the sound and finished off a couple bottles of wine. They were usually beer guys, but the wine was perfect for the evening. The mid-70's temps, slight breeze, and the warm head of a coming wine buzz suited all three of the naked men well.
Aaron stood up and looked at his men, "I'm ready to claim my prizes for winning the competition today."
"Well marine, you want the massage first, or the rim chair first?" Gus asked.
"Massage, please," Aaron responded and walked back into the house.
Gus made quick work of the dishes and joined his marines in the bedroom.
Gus and Mark took their places on either side of Aaron who was laying face down in the middle of the king bed. Mark had grabbed a couple bottles of the massage oil from the sex den and the men got to work. They started at Aaron's feet and oiled up his entire body, softly rubbing the nice smelling oil into his sun kissed skin. The oil made it easy for them to move through Aaron's thick light brown leg hair with their fingers.
Mark spent a little time using his hand to massage around Aaron's missing pinky toe. "I'd forgotten you lost this toe the day we got blown up, Aaron, what does it feel like?"
"I don't really feel anything there, no ghost appendage or anything, do you have ghost limbs, Mark, I've never asked you that before?"
Mark, using his strong and dextrous hand to rub oil deep into Aaron's calf, responded, "Yeah actually, I do. It's more pronounced with my right arm than with my legs, but my mind does still respond as if I had all my limbs, it used to really freak me out. At this point, I've gotten used to it."
Gus listened to Mark as he pressed oil into his sexy Marine's hamstring with long and deep strokes.
"The dreams, PTSD, and waking up as a triple amputee, though, I'm still not used to. If I wake up and try to run, or move, well, you've seen it Aaron - I just end up discombobulated and screaming on the floor," Mark continued.
Gus hadn't yet experienced a PTSD episode with his Marines, but both of them had talked about it, and he knew it was a very real thing. He listened to his men recount the day of the attack, and could feel the tension rise in Aaron's back and neck muscles under his hands. When they finished, the room fell silent.
"Roll over Aaron, let's get your front rubbed down," Mark commanded.
Aaron rolled over onto his back, his beautiful and scarred body bare and sprawled out before them. Mark and Gus oiled up his front side, making sure every crack and appendage received attention. Mark spent some quality time massaging the tender areas on the insides of his husbands legs, where his balls rubbing had kept hairless patches of skin. Gus used his big paws to work Aaron's muscular chest into submission. Aaron sighed and breathed heavily at the tension leaving his muscles.
Aaron was gorgeous, his hairy defined body glistening beneath the hands of his lovers, he was a caretaker by nature, and being pampered like this made him shine.
"Come finish me off with a kiss boys," Aaron commanded.
"What, no happy ending?" Mark questioned lifting his face from his husbands balls.
"The happy ending to this massage is for my two sexy men to connect their mouths to mine so we can feel and share each other's love face to face." Aaron responded.
The men obliged and joined their mouths into a three-man kiss. The delicately explored each other's tongues and lips, while breathing in each others breaths. The tenderness of their togetherness exuded love. They were in love.
A rapping on the front screen door interrupted their moment and boys pulled back and smiled, knowing that Bill had arrived. They all got out of bed and went to the kitchen naked and Gus grabbed the door.
"Hey Gus...wow...good to see you," Bill said, letting his eyes slowly take in Gus' hairy body from head to toe.
"Hey Bill," Aaron said from behind Gus in the kitchen, "Can I offer you a beer?"
"Sure, sounds great," Bill responded as he followed Gus into the kitchen.
"And you must be Mark," Bill said, extending his left hand to grab Mark's, "I'm Bill, you might have heard about me from these guys."
