Landlords Turned Neighbors: Larry

Larry messaged me on a Saturday morning, saying that evening, he and Jon would be in the pool.

"Bring your swim trunks, and let's hang out," he added as I was getting out of bed.

I had a long week at work, and the triple digits in temperature made doing things outside unforgiving. Add the fact I had nothing else lined up for it was just too hot to connect with anyone in the Central Valley.

"After the pool, he and I may fire up the grill, do some steaks if you're down," he told me with the added incentive.

A few hours passed into the hottest point of the day, and I looked through the blinds to see the two of them dipping into the pool. I decided to leave the comforts of an air conditioned room and joined them, as I noticed some old school country western blaring through speakers in the backyard. The vibes were jubilant as the two of them were waddling in the water, just swimming around, cracking jokes and drinking sodas and so I wanted to do the same.

"Hey hey, there he is," Jon yelled out as he saw me approach.

I came out in Navy workout shorts and nothing else, then dipped into the shallow end, before stepping, and swimming into the middle of a bowl that ranged to the depths of 10 feet. The water felt wonderful, and I loved showing off my black bear body to the both of them, as Jon already experienced what they witnessed.

"You are one sexy motherfucker," Larry would say. "You hear that often?"

"Thank you, and I don't," I told him as it was flattering.

"You know, you're the only one of the three in that house that ever comes over here," Larry stated.

The two other guys rarely came out other than to go to work or the store, and they weren't the most social, so I understood why their appearance was scarce. We'd swim around and trade barbs about ourselves, and after an hour or so, we ended up having a conversation about my time in the Navy, and why I chose that particular branch.

"I was making all the wrong decisions," I told them.

I was selling narcotics prior to putting on the uniform when it dawned on me one day I wanted to go to college, I wanted to see the world. This was my only hope before I would've crashed out and done something I couldn't recover from. I shared some of the situations I was in prior to going to Great Lakes unabashedly, but in the back of my mind thinking they'd ask me to leave their property that evening.

"We had our share of hiccups, too," Jon added. "The biggest being that we were both married, to women, with kids, when we got romantically involved.

My mouth gaped while Larry floated backwards, acted as if he didn't hear what rolled off Jon's lips of their indiscretion.

"I'd known him for 49 of my 61 years," Jon added. "He was actually my first, but of course, with us being Catholic, it was frowned upon for men to be with men. This man knows me better than anyone."

Jon went further into detail of how they lived lies, trying to hide the urge to be with another man, and fostering a marriage, biological children, and later grandchildren as the two of them would yield 13 collectively.

"I have four daughters all here in California, and Larry has two sons, and two daughters," Jon added before notating the kids love to fuck.

"Well, they got it honest," I joked before they both splashed me in water.

"We got caught kissing in the back of that 1981 Ford Mustang you see out front," Larry said to me. "We told our wives, then our kids, and nothing was messy for we always took care of our families, and our wives were genuine friends, before we ever got intimate."

I listened to their stories to catch the happy ending, with the looks on their faces as confirmation, in addition to the joking on each other's shortcomings.

"Jon has a small cock, so I knew off the rip he'd bottom," Larry quipped.

"And Larry cums too fast, so that's another hiccup," Jon answered.

They were in love, frick and frack as their chemistry was overly apparent. It stirred envy from me as that was something I could see myself enduring over time. We'd talked so long and got comfortable with each other that the sun was dropping, and Larry would depart the pool briefly as he mentioned he needed to take his medicine.

"I was in the mood for those steaks, but the sun beat me down," Jon stated.

I would echo the same, before Jon swam over to me and kissed me on the lips.

"You're a real good sport," he whispered. "You sure this won't be a problem for you?"

"Two, gorgeous, hunks of men taking their turns doing me, and it's a problem," I asked sarcastically.

I couldn't have planned this out better as Jon was yanking at my shorts in the pool. We'd met maybe 10 times prior to this day, as on a couple occasions he saw me in the morning, then met me after work, fresh out of uniform.

"Larry's gonna want some of that cock, too," he told me. "In fact, he might be up for it tonight."

Larry returned, and took off his shorts as this was the cue to skinny dip. We took off our garments, too, but didn't engage in any naughty pool play as we discussed sexual histories.

"We do have a couple more guys we play with from time to time," Jon mentioned. "They both enjoy hand, and on occasion blowjobs, and they like to perform on us, but nothing more of the sort."

"As you already know, Jon likes to get fucked, and I do on occasion," Larry said as he mentioned he was converting to bottomhood. "A guy fingered us both in Palm Springs a year or so ago, and a day later, I got my cherry popped at the Hard Rock hotel. I been missing out."

I loved this conversation as the two of them were uninhibited, and even unhinged speaking of their pasts. They'd had some wild times, with mine incomparable for they spanned to other cities, states and countries.

"Knock on wood we catch anything in all these years," Larry added as he boasted about their sexual history.

The retired registered nurse mentioned the availability of different medicines and testing materials first hand.

"I was a bad boy," Larry said as he winked. "We are looking for one regular, and you just so happen to fall in our lap."

Jon swam to me and we kissed some more, before he'd climb out of the pool from being weary.

"You two kids have fun. Maybe I'll see you tomorrow for our brunch," Jon said.

I smacked his fat ass as he climbed out of the water, and he left Larry and I as we sat and talked about how he first noticed me online.

"I'm like Jon, I wanted a piece of that cock the first time I saw you," he admitted.

"Is that why you were so damned coy," I asked.

"That's exactly why. No charming, handsome tenant like yourself has resided in any of our properties. You're smoking hot, Deak," he said.

I crawled over to him, and we kissed for the first time as Jon left us to get better acquainted. Larry, who might've been five foot nine, 190 to 200 lbs., took his proud Portuguese hands to rub all over my body while underwater.

"Think I'm getting a little tired, too," he said to me minutes later. "Please come to brunch tomorrow? We're cooking a nice spread of breakfast foods, mimosas, pastries, you name it. You know we like to entertain."

"And entertain you do oh so well," I told him.

He snickered, and kissed me once more before he swam away, and I'd smack his fat ass the same as he stepped out of the pool. He walked into their house, and I would swim to the deeper end for a few more laps, then got out and walked over to the house with my trunks in my hand. I went through the kitchen as the house was dark, and stepped into my room before I walked into the bathroom and into the shower. 20 minutes after, I purposely opened my blinds and turned on the lamp in my room, before grabbing some lotion. My phone would then go off.

"Hey."

"Hey. I see you from the room," Larry said. "What you doing?"

"Putting some lotion on before bed," I told him.

"Need some help," he asked in a sexy voice.

Five minutes passed and he was naked standing by the bed, rubbing my balls with one hand, and stroking my big, black dick with the other. He took some of that coconut butter lotion to place in his palms, and caressed my nipples, then let his caring hands rub my belly and ribs, before he was at my lower extremities causing complete joy.

"Jon says you put out a good load," he said. "I just wanna see for myself."

He jerked me slow, and rubbed on my big balls in a circular, sensual motion to make me squirm. Larry looked at me with a blank stare, yet continued to compliment me on how sexy I was as he fondled me.

"Damn baby, all that precum," he said. "Lemme taste."

He kneeled over and I would rub his hard little dick, but he licked the semen bead off my tip before he sucked my balls one by one, popping them both as I whimpered and wailed from one of my favorite things.

"Damn, you look like you're ready to shoot already," he said as he raised up.

"I tell you what, you keep that up, and I will," I told him.

"How the fuck did we get so lucky," he asked as he stroked me faster.

He let go of my nuts to squeeze my left nipple, and I put my left hand on top of his as his facial expression changed. It became one that was arrogant and devious, and eager to see me bust as his wrinkled his lips.

"Shoot it baby. Shoot it in my mouth," he said. "Come on Deak."

I was moaning loudly as he reached down to suck my nipple, and took that hand to tug at the skin of my nut sack while he continued to stroke me.

"Cum for daddy," he said with my tit in his mouth.

I was wailing louder, getting closer to giving him what he wanted, but trying the hardest to hold back.

"Larry, honey, I'm gonna cum. Ha fuck, Larry. Oh Larry, ohhhhhh, babbeeeeeeeeee."

I was pleading and warning as he let go of my nipple, and put his mouth just above my cock tip until I screamed. He moaned greedily as he caught the semen just in time, while still stroking and pulling at my nuts. Anyone could've thought someone was hurting me based on how loud I was, when in reality it was completely the opposite.

"You're about as bad as Jon," I told him.

"Well, we both wanted to taste," he said of my cum.

That made me laugh, and he would grab a towel nearby to dry his forehead, then swat my hand away from his cock.

"I'm gonna jerk off on you," he said.

I rolled over towards him and yanked both of his nipples, then he kneeled on the bed with his left knee, stroking that dick until he blasted off a small nut just above the bridge of my nose. He'd use that same towel to wipe my face, then he kissed and thanked me.

"One of those days, I want that chocolate log deep in my ass," he said before walking away.

He, and Jon, would get just that sooner than later, but for now, he let me be, and I crawled under the covers to slumber like a baby.

To be continued