I was working my shift imagining what I was going to do with my upcoming time off. My phone rang; it was my friend Austin, wanting to know what I was doing for the next week. He said his beach house at Myrtle Beach was empty for the next ten days, and said that if I wanted it, I could have it. And, that he would try to get down, too; so we could visit.
He said I was more than welcome to bring some friends. I took him up on the offer and thanked him. He texted me the address and door codes. I called a friend, Jeff, and he jumped at the chance; along with a few others which for reasons couldn't come. Jeff and I left the next morning. Malkom said he would try to make it down for a few days.
We talked on the way down and followed the GPS which directed us to a beautiful beachfront compound. Jeff and I used our code to let us in. We toured through the house, checking out the first level, around the pool, and headed upstairs. We each picked a bedroom that was identical on the second floor and tossed our bags on the bed.
I told Jeff to look and he looked down as the second of two young men came through the bushes, they were both white, about five foot ten and maybe one hundred sixty pounds. I told him to follow me as we went downstairs. They were playing around in the pool and didn't notice Jeff and me standing.
As we stood there, arms crossed over our chests, I cleared my throat. They both froze. I said, "Now, what do we have here?"
One of them replied, "We live next door with our parents and when the house is empty we sometimes use the pool. We're sorry, we'll leave."
Jeff said, "We are going to be here a few days and we need a housekeeper/cook. You two look like the perfect pair -- or we can call the cops. Introduce yourselves. I'm Jeff and he's Clayton."
The one that spoke before, said, "I am Luke and my friend's name is Adam."
We stepped up to the side of the pool, extending our hands. They took them and we pulled them out of the pool. I said, "You can start right now, get dried off, and get our clothes unpacked in our bedroom."
They took off upstairs after drying off, Luke to my room and Adam to Jeff's. We checked out those fine, thong framed, asses as they walked away. They returned in a few minutes, Adam saying, "Everything has been put away. If you don't call the cops we will take care of all your needs while you are here. Give us your phones and we will add our numbers to your favorites."
While we waited, they took selfies to add to their numbers and handed our phones back to us. Jeff pulled out a stool to sit down and said, "Tell us about yourselves and any particular skills you possess."
Luke started, "I am 24, 5'10", 165 pounds, we are gay bottoms, and currently single. We both have part-time jobs, but the hours are as flexible as we want, so we have lots of free time."
Adam added, "I'm 23, 160, and a gay bottom as Luke said. We both just graduated from college. I am a pretty good cook."
I added, "So you two know the deal, you do as we say, or we take our evidence and go to the cops. The whole time you're here you will dress as you are, in thongs. You can use the bedrooms on the main floor if you want, as if they are yours."
Jeff jumped in, "Adam, make us a menu. Then you can get online and order all that we need. You can use my card and the Tesla to get the supplies. After you complete the grocery and beverage order, you two need to get some things to wear while you are outside the compound."
While the boys were gone we called Austin, he said he knew they were sneaking over to swim, but he was okay with that. He also said they had entertained him a few times and they were really good. After we hung up with Austin, we went to our rooms to get ready for a swim. We both chose our most revealing bikinis, mine yellow, and Jeff's red. We were putting our shorts on when the boys drove up.
They removed their shirts, shoes, and shorts in the garage leaving their thongs. As they walked in with the groceries Adam asked if spaghetti with homemade sauce was okay for dinner tonight. I told him that sounded great. Jeff and I helped them get the rest of the things from the car. As they started putting things away Jeff said, "Clayton and I are going for a swim, we need some help putting on our tanning lotion."
We started to the pool, stopped, and pushed down our shorts leaving just our bikinis on. Luke stepped up to me and Adam to Jeff. They got the lotion in their hands and started rubbing us down. As they completed above our waist they knelt and started below our waist. Jeff and I stepped forward, almost touching their noises with our bikini-covered cocks. We could hear them inhale taking in our man scents.
I placed a hand under Luke's chin telling him, "You two have done a good job, you can start dinner now."
When Luke turned to walk off, I reached out and I slapped an ass cheek. It was so tight. Luke just turned and smiled. Jeff and I sat down on the lounge chairs and talked as they got dinner going. We could see them working in the kitchen, they eventually got the sauce going so they had a little break while it simmered. Luke came out asking if we needed something to drink, saying they bought a really good IPA.
We both decided that sounded good, so he got all of us one. Adam helped Luke bring the drinks back. They both sat at the end of our chairs, Luke on mine, and Adam on Jeff's. Luke and Adam were sitting there asking about us. I told him I was a highway patrolman; he was curious about that, asking all kinds of questions. Jeff told them he worked at a private security firm, which protects performers and other high-profile clientele.
Adam went to get up to check the food, he got his feet twisted up and fell right in Jeff's lap. Jeff grabbed him as Adam started thanking him. Luke stayed behind sitting on my lounge chair. He rested a hand on my knee, smiling at me as he went to get up. Adam poked his head out the door saying, "Dinner is ready. Let's eat outside, it is such a nice afternoon."
Everyone headed for the kitchen, Adam stopped us telling Jeff and me to sit down, it was their job to serve us. After everyone's food was placed on the table we sat down to eat salad, bread, and spaghetti. Adam was a fantastic cook. As we ate, the boys asked for more details about us. They asked how tall I was, I told them 6'3", 225 lbs. Jeff added, he is only 6'2" and 230 lbs, but he makes up for the height difference in other ways. Both the boys just laughed with a sly smirk. They wanted to know if it was a job requirement to be built like us.
