I was at the end of the boardwalk about 4:15 the next afternoon. I saw Harold walking up the beach with another man. He looked younger than Harold, so I guessed that it must be his friend. He was in his mid-to-late forties, a little shorter than Harold, weighing in at, I'd say around 170, slender built. He had slightly balding blond hair, moustache and goatee,
Harold walked up, stopping at the bottom of the stairs,
"Hello, again," he said, "This is my friend Alvin."
"Hi," I responded, as I went down the steps, "I'm Will. Nice to meet you." I extended my hand.
"Hi, same to you."
"The wives have gone to Wilmington, to do some shopping and catch a movie. If you still want to, we'd like for you to come to the house and play. Right, Alvin?"
Alvin looked me up and down, "Yes, that would be fine with me...if you'd like to..."
"I'm here, aren't I? Yes, I am pretty sure that I'd enjoy going with you."
"We are parked over in the next lot. Do you want to ride with us, or follow," Harold ask.
"I'll follow you. I stopped and bought some condoms and they are in my truck. Besides, if your spouses get home earlier, it'll be easier for me to leave."
"Sounds good to me. We'll meet you at the main road. It'll be a few minutes, but the time spent later will be worth it," he said, grinning.
I went to my truck and drove to the entrance of the parking lot that they were in and waited. They pulled out and I followed. Harold's place was a few miles away, and on the land side of the island. It was a modest house with large trees in the back. It was raised on piles, the underside concrete with parking and a storage room. The backyard was enclosed by a six-foot wooden privacy fence, with a boat house and small dock. A shorter fence and bushes blocked the view of the yard from the inland waterway. It was located in a quiet residential neighborhood. Very nice!
I had parked the truck by backing into the driveway and was greeted by Harold and Alvin at the bottom of the steps leading to the house. Harold wasted no time in getting down to business.
"I hope you wore the grey thong that you had on yesterday," he said as we entered the house, "I told Alvin how hot you were in it and he wanted to see for himself."
"As a matter of fact, I did," I said, as I unsnapped my cut-offs. "I thought maybe he'd like to get heated up the same way that you did."
"Well then take of the shorts! Did you bring in the condoms?"
"Yes"
"Alvin, go to the bedroom and get ready. We'll be there in a minute. I have something to show our new friend."
He lead me into a small room where he had a computer. Upon powering it up, he produced a CD, put it it in the slot, and opened it to a slide-show. There were many pictures of Alvin in different poses, states of bondage, and some very degrading ones.
"That is what Alvin likes," Harold said. "Do you like it? I hope so, because that is why we are here. Do you like being dominated?"
"To an extent, but I'm not into pain."
"You will have much pleasure here today, both receiving and giving. No pain, just pleasure."
He shut down the PC and we returned to the den, "Alvin, are you ready in there?"
"Yes, I'm ready..."
"Come in here and properly greet our guest," commanded Harold.
Alvin stepped from the bedroom wearing pink nylon panties, a pink push-up bra, and a blond wig! He had on pink stockings, black garter belt, and long sleeved pink gloves. I must say that I had not expected this, but was not at all turn off by it.
"Come and greet Will, as you should," Harold spoke again.
Alvin walked to me, knelt down and began to pull my cut-offs down my thighs. When he saw the thong, he sucked in his breath,
"Oh, Harold! You were so right! I love it."
He leaned forward and began mouthing my cock through the thin material. Soon, he had the nylon soaked, my throbbing member jutting forward like a battering ram. He pulled the waistband of the thong over the head of my cock, freeing it. Sliding the thong down my thighs, he leaned his head, using his tongue to lick the precum oozing from my cock-head.
"Um-m-m-m...that's good! You want some, Harold, or can I have it all?"
"Go ahead and suck him. Get him good and wet so that he can fuck that slut ass of yours. I'll let him loosen you up for me."
"Um-m-m, O.K., Thank you!" Alvin grasp my buttock with his gloved hands and pulled me deep into his mouth, lavishing the head of my cock with his swirling tongue.
He expertly manipulated my cock for a few minutes, as Harold undressed. Harold came forward, offering his half-erect dick to Alvin, who immediately moved his mouth from mine to Harold's. He moved a hand around Harold ass and pulled us together, so that he could get both cocks into his mouth at the same time. Harold was kissing my shoulder and neck, kneading my ass with his left hand. He rubbed a finger on my asshole, gently probing. Moving his hand to Alvin's mouth, he said,
"Wet my finger, Alvin. I'm going to finger-fuck his ass while you suck us. Don't you just love having two hard cocks in your mouth at the same time?"
Alvin took three of Harold's finger into his mouth, soaking them with his saliva. As Harold removed them, he held them for Alvin to spit on the tips. This done, Alvin continued to suck the two dicks offered to him. Harold moved his hand back to my ass, coating my anus with Alvin's saliva. He probed with one finger until it slipped into me, then removed it and probed with two, then three fingers. He was stretching my ass pretty good. With the feeling of his fingers in my ass, of his cock next to mine, Alvin's mouth and tongue, I thought that I would cum any minute.
