Lee heard the front door closing and then the sound of Bill's dad walking through the empty house to the door onto the patio.
Lee was lying in the sun on his belly, fully nude with his plump ass on view. He was pretending to be asleep but he opened his eyes a tiny sliver. Bill's dad was standing in the doorway looking at him. As he watched, he came forward silently and stood over him. Lee knew that he was taking a good long look at his butt.
"Hey, Lee, wake up." Bill's dad said, touching him on the shoulder.
Lee started as though he was surprised and then looked up.
"Oh, Hi Mr. Wilson. I must have dozed off."
He started to rise and then looked over his shoulder at his own bare ass
"Sorry to be lying here with my ass out. I was trying to get rid of my tan lines." he said.
"You should keep the lines. They look good, they look sexy." Mr. Wilson replied.
Mr. Wilson walked over to the edge of the pool and knelt down and paddled at the water with one hand. He was behind Lee and Lee knew that he had a prime view up between his prone legs and ass crack. He pretended to yawn and moved his legs so that his ass was spread a little wider.
"Where's Bill?" Mr. Wilson asked.
"We heard Mr. Bevin next door doing yard work all afternoon so Bill took him a cold drink and a snack a while ago. I guess they got to talking."
Mr. Wilson rose from the edge of the pool and walked over to stand at the foot of the lounge that Lee was sprawled on. Just then, the gate to Mr. Bevin's yard opened and Bill walked through. Mr. Wilson walked around to the side of the chaise and stood waiting for Bill to join him. From where he lay, Lee could see that the crotch of Mr. Wilson's dress pants were packed full and straining from the pressure of a semi-hard cock.
Bill came over and said, "I win our bet."
"What bet is that?" his father asked.
"Lee bet me that Mr. Bevin didn't like to eat wieners but he does. In fact, he swallowed it down like he was starving."
"That was a nice thing for you to do." his father replied. "Everybody enjoys a good wiener."
"You're right." Lee said. "I just didn't think he was a meat eater, for some reason."
He and Bill smiled at each other and Lee stole another glance at Mr. Wilson's crotch. Things had shrunk back to normal and weren't nearly so prominent there.
"How about we order some pizzas?" Mr. Wilson said. "It's too hot to cook."
"Sure, if we can get Sleeping Beauty to put some pants on so we don't have to look at his butt while we eat." Bill said.
Lee climbed up off of the lounge and Bill could see his dad check out his cock and balls. Then, Lee went to where his suit lay on the edge of the pool and squatted down, seeming to work at the drawstring in the waist. From where Bill and his father stood, Lee's hairless crack was spread wide open and his tiny puckered ass hole was on plain view, as was the back of his loose ball sack. He finished what he'd been doing, then stood up and with his back still turned, he bent at the waist and began to put on the suit. Bending forward afforded a new and different view of his open ass crack and the tight opening in its middle. Bill glanced down at his father's crotch. It was even more prominent than it had been a few minutes ago, standing out in a raised mound.
"You guys phone in the pizza order while I go change into something cooler." Bill's dad said. "And Lee, if your dad is home yet, invite him over too."
When Bill's dad had gone inside, Lee turned to Bill and said, "Did you see that wood he got looking at my ass? This might be easier than I thought."
"He couldn't take his eyes off of your butt the whole time. I'm surprised he didn't shoot a load in his pants."
"So how did it go with Bevin?" Lee asked.
"He was hot to go. You could have looked over the fence and seen it all, we were doing a 69 right on his patio."
"And he sucked your cock?"
"He did. He's not real good at it but we can teach him. And he swallowed my load, which I never expected. He really got into it."
"I'm jealous." Lee said. "And you owe me a blowjob."
"Let's call for pizza before we do anything else." Bill said.
Bill went indoors to place the order and Lee went next door to check if his father was home. He was just coming in the door and Lee told him about the dinner invitation.
"Grab a bunch of drinks from the refrigerator and take them next door. I'll be right over as soon as I change into some cooler clothes." his dad said.
Lee carried a couple of loads over to Bill's kitchen and he and Bill were putting them in the cooler when Bill's dad came back into the room.
He was 43, the same age as Lee's dad. Lee's dad was a runner, doing at least 5 miles a morning but Bill's dad preferred a gym workout. He was solidly built with a thin waist and well defined biceps. He had changed into a loose tank top and a pair of thin sweat pants. The curly hair covering his chest sprung out of the shirt and his broad muscular shoulders had a fine dusting of hair, too. The loose pants he was wearing did nothing to hide the fact that he's foregone any underwear and his thick cock and balls hung down one leg.
"My dad will be over in a minute." Lee said. "He wanted to change, too."
Bill's dad walked over to the fridge and bent over to look inside. The thin pants he was wearing were molded to his ass, defining the muscular cheeks and the deep crack. Lee looked at Bill and made a licking motion with his tongue.
"Am I too late to get some pizza?" Lee's dad asked, coming in through the door.
They all turned to look at him. He had changed into the shorts and top he'd run in that morning, sheer nylon shorts that had an open seam on each side. When he moved, the seam fluttered open exposing the taut sides of his hard butt and the straps of the jock he wore underneath. The t-shirt was a loose cut mesh and the muscular shadow of his chest and belly was clearly visible. He'd been a runner for years and it was clearly evident-there wasn't an extra ounce of fat on his body which made his plush ass just that much more noticeable.
Bill suddenly remembered something that his father had said.
Earlier that month, one Saturday morning after breakfast, his father had been looking out the front window and said, "There goes Lee's dad off for his morning run."
He had watched him for a few moments and then said, "He sure does like those skimpy little shorts he wears."
"I guess he's proud that he's in such good shape" Bill said.
His father had watched for a few moments more and finally said, "Yeah, I guess if I had an ass that looked like that I'd want to show it off, too."
Now Lee's dad was standing in their kitchen in those same skimpy shorts.
"Robert." Lee's dad said.
"Gary." Bill's dad replied.
There was some kind of tension in the air, like two big cats appraising each other.
"Grab yourself a beer, since you supplied them." Bill's dad told him. "And grab one for me, too, while you're at it."
Gary walked over to the fridge and opened the door. He bent down to get the beers, his back to the room. His skimpy shorts rode up over his full lush buns, exposing the bottom half of each and the tight strap of his jock in the deep crease under each globe.
Bill's dad's eyes were riveted on the gorgeous butt.
Bill and Lee exchanged a smile and Lee said, "How about a beer for me and Bill, too."
The doorbell rang and Bill said, "That's our pizzas. I'll go."
