"This above all: To thine own self be true, for it must follow as dost the night the day, that canst not be false to any man." Shakespeare (Hamlet)
Thanks to Bill M and TalonRider for assistance proofing the story. (Wrestling fans, be patient.)
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From the previous chapter:
It was mid week when he got a call from Frederick who shared his excitement at the additional grant money. "You know," he told Alejandro, "I've got my schedule manageable now. Thanks to not having to worry about transportation and repairs, I've decided I can keep things as they are and sock the money away for a new car in the future." Alejandro listened and felt his heart sink a little.
"You know, Alex, this deal with coming to your place to go for a run at the end of work is great. It keeps me disciplined. You have time to get in your workout with Jase and by the time we finish our run, you've gotta sleep like a baby. Like they say, if it's not broken don't fix it." Frederick said. "Now I've got to get back to lab. See ya tonight!"
Alejandro sat somewhat stunned. Slowly he realized that what he had needed from Frederick was exactly what Frederick had given him; resolve to succeed, a structure within which to balance work and school, and a workable plan to make sure he took care of himself. He sat smiling. This was going to work and he didn't need Frederick to lean on for it to succeed.
Chapter 16
Alejandro decided to have fun at Halloween. Frederick joined the staff for an afternoon of fun and a pumpkin carving party that yielded 8 pumpkins. Alejandro had done his homework on the staff and had bags of `treats' for each at the end of the session, the best of which was a card he'd made from orange construction paper. Through the eyes of each, there was the green of a hundred dollar bill.
Isabella had made it a holiday for him as a child. This was a time and gift Alejandro gave himself. Actually, Frederick had unintentionally suggested it by encouraging Alejandro to mark special memories by doing things that gave him pleasure and kept memories fresh. The house was lit brightly. Dressed in a tux and cape he became Count Dracula and handed out candy to the children who came to Trick or Treat.
It had been a rugged autumn. Salvador came home from the hospital to a room set up for his care. Still comatose, he needed to have someone around the clock. A schedule had been arranged for practical nurses with a doctor visiting once a week. Alejandro visited every night after dinner with news from work. He told stories, reported on company business, all the kinds of things he and his dad would have shared at the dining table.
Thanks to Jase and Frederick, Alejandro was in the best physical shape of his life. The cook had altered menus and begun to fix foods that were healthier. Running an average of 20 miles a week combined with wrestling training for 6 hours each week enabled Alejandro to burn off the excess energy from so much time sitting behind a desk.
The Department Chair had been a great help. With permission and cooperation from all but two of the professors of his courses, Alejandro was able do to independent study for his classes. He'd been warned that it would be more difficult, more thorough and would require more reading than would normally be mandatory. Further, the tests and exams would be in the form of a modified defense for an advanced degree program.
He readily agreed. He'd never had patience with people who tried to get by with the least possible amount of work, or with those who complained about syllabus requirements. This format fit both his intellect and his bent for internal discipline.
Running with Frederick was a great time to think and talk through challenges he faced. Looking back, he had to laugh at the things he let become barriers. When Jase had visited in very early September to look at a space for a collegiate wrestling mat, the only place usable was the dining room. Not one to be deterred easily, Jase left the house to look at the out buildings.
The garage, which had been a former stable for horses and carriages, had been renovated to house the automobiles. One slot was empty. Jase paced off the area and announced all that needed to be done was to add a shed portion to the end slot and it would be perfect.
Alejandro felt suddenly paralyzed. He had no authority to alter his grandparent's house or property. Jase gave him no other options other than the gym at the University. Again it was Frederick who asked the simple questions and helped him see that he was responsible for all of it now. Once that decision had been made, Alejandro, Frederick and Jase eagerly engaged in the design of a wrestling room complete with a large double shower. An architect who worked with the business assisted in design and directed the construction.
Mid September, Alejandro and Jase were cooling down and talking. Alejandro told of his boxing training some years back. Jase expressed interest in letting Alejandro give him some pointers. By their next session Jase had found appropriate bags for exercise. Alejandro ordered them and had them installed.
Alejandro suggested that they find a coach who would work with both of them. After several calls, a coach was interviewed and selected. Two days a week, boxing was added to the work out schedule. All this filled Alejandro's time and mind for the most part. Yet in the quiet of the nights as he lay alone in bed he sensed he was on a tread mill of sorts or worse yet, running in circles.
During one of their evening runs, Frederick began a conversation about the upcoming Thanksgiving vacation. "So, you know you're going to get crazy just sitting around for the entire time. You gotta make a plan, Dude."
"I'd feel guilty leaving Father. Besides, what if something happened and I needed to be here?" Alejandro asked.
Frederick was glad they were both running and not sitting looking at each other. It was easier this way. "What would you be able to do if you were here? You'd only be a phone call away. Look you've been gone before, representing the family with foundation work. Look, I'm not pressuring you to do anything. Just think about it with me."
With finesse and dogged determination, Frederick probed gently at each objection Alejandro made. Frederick knew the objections were motivated by loyalty and not a fear of the unknown. The emotional drain on his friend was being held at bay to a degree; but, Frederick knew that time away, different activities in a different environment, was crucial to help Alejandro balance the demands of work, the care of his father, and school.
After sorting out his own thoughts during several minutes of silence, save for the slap of rubber against pavement, Alejandro asked, "So do you have an idea in mind?"
Though invisible to Alejandro in the dark, Frederick smiled his crooked smile. He knew this was to a small degree self-serving but it would benefit Alejandro in ways he'd never know. "Yeah, I've been thinking. The time available is only 4 or 5 days depending on what I can work out with my schedule. A trip to Vail would fit well into the time available. We both enjoyed learning to ski last winter and we could really get some good time in.
"If you rented a condo or villa, we'd enjoy the privacy that I think you need." He paused; pretty sure he knew the answer but asked anyway. "The last time I had a really good fuck was the last night I spent with you. Have you been able to really get your nut off with a guy since then?"
Alejandro looked across and was met with the `Frederick smile' as he shook his head. "With round the clock nursing I'm not even able to jerk off satisfactorily. I gave up trying to keep the bed from making noise and moved to the floor like we did in Trier." he said laughing. "Right now I can't think of anything I'd enjoy more than being somewhere with you where we wouldn't be interrupted and fucking you till I couldn't stay hard." Alejandro said with a degree of passion that surprised him.
"My thoughts exactly, Dude. So," he paused, "You want me to tell you what I think you need?" Hearing no objection, Frederick continued, "You, well we, need a villa that can accommodate daily cleaning and, if necessary, someone to provide food preparation and clean up. You need to be able to stay in or go out at your leisure. You don't need to be limited by dining room hours or have to fight crowds if you don't choose. Let me see what I can arrange and I'll get back with you next week. Deal?"
"Yeah, this is sounding better and better the more I think about it. Let me have my secretary check with the Real Estate Division to see if we have any properties like that. In the meantime, can you check with the tour company we used last year to see what they might be able to offer?" Alejandro was warming to the idea quickly.
"We're gonna make this happen, Dude and it'll be great." Frederick said to reinforce Alejandro's growing enthusiasm.
To his surprise Alejandro asked, "What about Christmas, Frederick? I gotta think about that. It will be so much more difficult than the four days at Thanksgiving."
"One thing at a time, Dude. One thing at a time. I've got your back and we'll get through that together. Trust me?" Frederick asked.
"You know I do." Alejandro said relief in his voice.
After consultation with the doctors, Alejandro was relieved to hear them echo Frederick's advice. There was nothing he could do by staying home. The time away would be good. Seeing the concern in Alejandro's face, the doctor promised to visit or check in by phone every day he was gone. That helped Alejandro turn the corner.
By the end of the next week a plan was in place. The Real Estate Division's collection of resort properties reported that all holdings were in Europe and the UK. Alejandro turned Frederick loose to find the accommodation he thought they'd enjoy most.
Frederick, on a mission, became a force to be reckoned with. He detailed his list of questions. He visited the two best tour companies in the area and let them know that low price was not his interest. Rather he wanted them to find the finest accommodations and services available that fit his requirements. He emphasized that staff should be available and not disturbed to see one of the guests coming for a cup of coffee in his shorts.
Alejandro met him for lunch on Friday. A complete package was ready including every detail imaginable from take off to landing at O'Hare. As Alejandro scanned through the package of information and pictures, he knew Frederick had left no question unasked. He doubted they'd fully use any of the extensive amenities offered but the object was to relax and they'd certainly be able to do that on this trip.
Alejandro's driver took them to their flight Wednesday morning before Thanksgiving. They arrived in Vail and were met in the airport lobby by a driver holding a card `ALGARA'. Luggage was loaded and the limo whisked them off to their villa on freshly scraped roads that were surrounded by diamond bright snow covering everything as far as they could see. Frederick explained that their ski instructor would be available the entire time they were in Vail. He would meet them at the villa for lunch and then take them to the lodge to assist in fitting skis and selecting appropriate clothing and accessories.
On arriving, Frederick was in awe and Alejandro more than suitably impressed. Their villa was at the end of a road that had been carved out of the crest of a low mountain. Their view on three sides was clear and unimpeded. They could see the ski trails snaking down from their living room floor to ceiling windows. On the opposite side, the bedroom windows looked out on vast tracts of snow covered evergreens that fell away into deep valleys.
They were met by a man, Jim, who helped with luggage and explained he would serve as both cook and houseman. Frederick took the lead and directed that their luggage be put in the master bedroom. He saw Alejandro's look of uncertainty. Frederick shook his head once quickly and turned to follow Jim.
Frederick had determined this would not be a vacation where they'd have to hide who they were. When Jim looked up, Frederick asked, "Jim, will it bother you that we are sleeping together while we are here, that we may come to breakfast in our briefs? If you are not comfortable with the situation suggest someone who will be." He held Jim's gaze and found he was holding his breath.
A smile began to play at the corner of Jim's mouth that quickly spread to his entire face. His eyes twinkled. "Nothing you have described will I find uncomfortable." Jim's 6'3 frame appeared well muscled. His broad shoulders contrasted with his narrow waist. The jeans he wore hugged his body closely and showed promise with the bulging basket. Clean shaven, he gave little evidence of facial hair.
Jim explained that on site accommodations were available for live-in help. "Unless you object, I'll be staying in the servant's suite just off the kitchen. It allows you complete privacy, yet lets me be on call day and night. If you prefer I can make other arrangements for sleeping. We'll simply need to work out a schedule that suits your needs."
"What you've suggested will be perfect. Got to tell you I'm relieved. I didn't know how this would play and, well, I've said enough for now." Frederick had lots of questions. This seemed completely natural to Jim. Frederick was relieved. He imagined others had similar needs.
Deciding to ask, Frederick said "Jim, how often do male couples rent villas? I mean you're lack of reaction has me both relieved and curious."
"We're trained from the beginning to expect a diverse clientele. If situations arise with which we're uncomfortable, we work it out with the head of guest services. The problem there is if we do that too often, others are assigned to duty at the villas. I've had one situation that was untenable, and fortunately guest services agreed. I'm not at liberty to discuss it but additional staff was assigned so that if necessary we could corroborate any story. Fortunately, that solved the problem.
"Usually there are at least four guests staying in the villas, two couples usually. Sometimes there's an extended family group. The place can comfortably sleep eight. In most of those situations I try to be invisible' by anticipating needs and doing advance planning with whomever is in charge'.
"Occasionally I'll encounter some flirting from both men and women. I politely decline any invitations while making sure the person is not offended. Sometimes it's quite unwelcome and persistent. Those are difficult situations, but we all get them. Villa staff stories are legend.
"If you're wondering if we were somehow `clued in' we weren't except for the fact that two men with different last names were the only guests. Since it wasn't a mixed couple or group it was logical to assign a male.
Alejandro came into the room and Jim met him with a big smile. The room held a king bed and two comfortably sized dressers with mirrors. The bed rested against an interior wall allowing the view of the valley to fill the opposing wall. The open door of the bathroom revealed a floor to ceiling marble enclosed shower large enough for several adults. Robes hung from hooks near by and a stack of thick cotton towels indicated no luxury had been overlooked.
"I hope you gentlemen will be comfortable in here. It has the best view from the house in my opinion. The elevation is high enough that you are afforded complete privacy and can leave the curtains open. Now if you will allow me, I'll unpack for you. There is a tray with refreshments in the great room. I'll be down momentarily and we can discuss your preferences for lunch," Jim said as they looked around the room and left.
The guys looked at each other grinning and then at Jim. This was starting off better than they had expected. Downstairs they found a tray with some savory crackers, choices of juice and a full open bar with ice at the ready. Neither was hungry but the orange juice tasted great. "This is fresh squeezed!" Frederick discovered.
Jim appeared at the landing on the stairs. "You gentlemen find everything you needed?"
"Yes, this is nice. Flying can become thirsty business. Thanks." Frederick said. Alejandro noted that he'd naturally taken the lead in all of this. He could feel his tension melting slowly. It would take a while. In the meantime he'd follow Frederick's lead, as usual, he thought smiling to himself.
Jim explained the best way to work with meals. They could select from his menu suggestions or could work with the chef in the lodge for most anything they wished. Jim explained he was more than a competent cook but left the fancy stuff to the guys who were trained. The three of them easily agreed on a plan for the days there.
"There is a great Thanksgiving dinner at the lodge. The group is usually lively and gregarious. The food is widely varied representing all the regions of the country. If you prefer to dine in, I'm prepared for that too. Just let me know if you have any particular things you'd like to have included." Jim offered.
Jim continued, "As chief cook, bottle washer, and houseman," he said with a bit of a teasing smile that immediately put both guys at ease, "I would like to give you a quick tour of the villa and following, check you out on the available transportation."
After a quick tour acquainting them with fireplace procedures and supplies, along with instructions on operating the hot tub, they took a couple of practice runs on the snow mobiles. Alejandro, Frederick and Jim returned to the house.
"My notes informed me that you are having a guest for lunch, your ski instructor. Is that still correct? If so I'll put the finishing touches on a sandwich buffet for the three of you. Let me tell you what's planned and if possible I'll accommodate special requests."
Seeing things were prepared, the guys went up to their bathroom to clean up a bit from the trip. They came down as Jim was welcoming Jules, the ski instructor for the week. Jim told them everything would be ready in a few minutes.
Jules' open, friendly and engaging manner put the guys at ease immediately. As they chatted before and during lunch they told him of their one day of skiing, both feeling a bit overwhelmed, as they looked at the trails seen easily from the lunch table. Jules, as if reading their mind, put them at ease quickly describing the building blocks he would lead them through.
"From what you told me about last December, I anticipate you will be comfortable on the slopes within several hours of instruction, if not sooner." Jules said. Alejandro insisted that Jim join them for lunch. As they ate, both he and Frederick noticed a familiarity between Jules and Jim that went beyond being simply fellow employees. The four men finished lunch. Jules and the guys left for the lodge to get outfitted for their week on the slopes in the snow.
With his advice they selected what they needed, joking about the bright colors and the styles available. Jules assured them that they'd be on the cutting edge of fashion. "You might as well look the part. I'm going to keep after you like white on snow to make sure you are confident and look like naturals on the slopes."
As they were fitted with skis, Jules told them that all his time had been reserved for them. Any time the slopes were open, he would be ready to instruct and or ski with them. All they needed to do was call and he'd meet them at the lodge. Or if they preferred, he could meet them at the villa and transport them, suggesting that it might be easier that way with the possible congestion that the holiday time promised. Producing their lift tickets, he clipped them on to their jackets and off they went.
The Bunny Slope was busy with a wide mix of ages with various stages of skill. Frederick felt a bit foolish but swallowed his pride and concentrated on the basics of plowing, carving and stopping. Jules pushed them, working on proper technique in bending their legs and keeping them parallel, emphasizing the strength needed. He reviewed the importance of skiing with the whole body and not abusing the ankles, reminding them that if they forgot, a hospital was nearby.
With some amusement, Alejandro watched Frederick fume with the treatment. Jules made them practice each discipline to a point of frustration for both guys. After still another practice run, Jules came up to them smiling.
"I've been waiting for your impatience to boil over. Don't be put off by that, please. I begin every lesson the same way when I don't know the skill level of a student. You improved with each repetition and your lack of objection to the repetition tells me quite a bit about your personal discipline and willingness to receive and follow instruction. We're going to have lots of fun. He took turns looking at each of them. It was more than looking for agreement but the guys weren't sure what he meant.
They headed for the lift and began learning to ski in earnest on one of the longer but easier slopes. Jules kept up his instruction for both the entire way down. By late afternoon, they had progressed to slopes of greater difficulty. Jules kept encouraging and praising them while demanding excellence in form throughout.
They each had enjoyed the other's company all afternoon. Jules told of exploits and disasters while teaching at various resorts. Often the stories were to illustrate a point but were none the less entertaining. As they snow plowed to a stop, Jules took off his goggles and grinned.
"You guys are obviously in top physical shape so don't be offended by what I'm going to say." His eyes twinkled. His pale complexion contrasted with his crimson cheeks, burned by the cold and wind. "You've used muscles today in ways you rarely use them. I strongly recommend time in a hot tub alternating with some stretching. Otherwise, you will be paying dearly tomorrow."
Both nodded their understanding and headed to their snowmobiles. Jules made sure their equipment was correctly and securely loaded and waved them off smiling, promising another great day of skiing tomorrow.
By the time they got back to the villa they were both beginning to feel the tightening of muscles all along their backs and legs. As they sat on the bench to remove their boots, Jim came to the door and told them he'd take care of the equipment and inquired about their day.
Like excited children, they stumbled all over each others' telling of the events. All three were laughing as they headed toward the fire Jim had built. They stripped there and sprawled on the sofas relaxing as Jim took their clothes to dry and clean.
"You need a shower, Dude!" Frederick said laughing. "I can smell you all the way over here."
"Don't push your luck, Frederick. I've got enough energy left to pin you down and let you get up close and personal with my pits even if it's yours you smell. And by the way, you stink. I'm down wind of you and having had more that a few opportunities to smell your man sweat, I'd know it anywhere."
They heard Jim laughing in the kitchen. "I'm not eavesdropping gentlemen, but you two seem to know each other very well and obviously bicker like brothers from time to time. Am I right?"
"First, Jim. Let's drop the gentlemen thing. If we're gonna lay around here in our briefs or perhaps less," he smiled in Jim's direction getting a big grin in return, "find something less formal. I mean hey guys' will work fine or just use our first names. By the way don't mess with that mouth full Alejandro' just call him Alex like I do."
"I'll give you a mouthful if you keep that up!" Alejandro said to Frederick getting a laugh from him and Jim.
"Yeah, yeah, promises, promises. You think you've got something I want? Ya know I've been studying delusional psychosis in class lately. I may want to use you as a demonstration project." Frederick taunted and laughed.
Alejandro grabbed a pillow and threw it as he launched across the small space and grabbed Frederick in a head lock. Straddling him, Alejandro pulled Frederick's head in tight and said "You wanted a whiff big boy? Well enjoy that and this too." With his knuckles he began to rub Frederick scalp, giving him a classic noogie.
Alejandro looked across the room into the kitchen and grinned at Jim. "He was asking for it. You're my witness!" he said as they both laughed as Frederick yelled to be set free.
Alejandro stopped the scalp torture and eliciting Frederick's promise to behave, released the head lock.
Frederick looked playfully at Alejandro as he grabbed Alejandro's prick. "Looks like you've got a buddy who's glad to see me."
Alejandro reached behind and grabbed Frederick's erection. "Yeah, it looks like the boys are ready to play."
They heard an umphh from Jim in the kitchen. Alejandro hearing the sound looked at him again. Jim was smiling and said, "It's Ok guys. You can play all you want."
Alejandro was suddenly aware that they may have been inappropriate. "Jim. I hope I haven't gone to far here. It's not like we don't know how to behave. If I owe you an apology, please accept it. Stop that, Frederick! I'm trying to, well" Alejandro didn't know what to say. Frederick had continued playing with Alejandro's cock, now fully hard and leaking. How was he going to get up and move back to his sofa?
Jim quickly responded, "Guys, I'm serious. I'm completely cool with this. And don't feel self-conscious if you are, um, well I'm guessing you're both boned up like I am. Just be comfortable. I'll keep a low profile and not get in the way." Jim said, now fearing he'd gone too far.
From behind the back of the sofa Frederick said, "Jimbo, none of that now. Get over here." With that Frederick pushed Alejandro off of him and they both stood up. Their cocks had wet their tented cotton knit briefs. Jim's eyes were glued to the site of the two muscular men dressed in Ts and briefs, their cocks on display. Unconsciously he gripped the front of his pants.
"Get over here, Jim." Frederick smiled his encouragement. "I'm not going to dance around this issue for the time we're here. Go ahead and look all you want. Heck I've got a better idea. If you want to level the playing field, drop your shorts and give us a look at your goods." Frederick said laughing.
Jim looked mouth slightly agape, first at Frederick who was smiling widely and then at Alejandro who was also looking quizzically at Frederick. A few seconds later, Alejandro looked at Jim, shrugged his shoulders, smiled and said simply, "Can I give you a hand there?"
Jim still blushing just held his hands aside as if to say, help yourself. Alejandro looked carefully for any sign of discomfort and said, "You know you don't have to." Jim just smiled and nodded his permission.
Quickly Alejandro unbuttoned his jeans and shoved them off his hips, leaving the briefs in place. Frederick was watching too, knowing they were crossing lots of lines that the lodge set for employees. He smiled at Jim, "Hey Jules made us promise that we'd use the tub so we wouldn't get too sore. I'm afraid I've got some selective memory loss and need you to show us again and join us. You Ok with that?" he asked searching Jim's eyes for an answer.
"Yeah, I'm more than Ok with that. But you both need to know that I've set myself up for a world of trouble if this gets out." Jim said.
"Hey bud, we don't want to make you uncomfortable. Tell you what, join us for a soak, I'll tell you a story and you'll better understand our situation. That ok?" Frederick asked looking both at Alejandro and Jim. Both nodded slightly. Frederick brightened a bit and said, "Good! Lead the way then."
They removed the cover and Jim set the timer and temperature control. Frederick looked up and said to Jim, "Our shorts are already wet, so what do you think? Do we strip or stay in our shorts?"
With a small sigh, Jim looked up and smiled, "Might as well not do this by half. Gentlemen drop your drawers!" All three chuckled as they clambered into the bubbling, warm water.
Alejandro piped up and said, "No rules regarding footsie either. I'm gonna spread out and enjoy this soak. You don't want me touching you? Then you move." he said grinning.
Within minutes, Frederick had filled Jim with sketchy details of the past year. He kept a weather eye on Alejandro to see if he was going too far. All was well. Soon they were talking easily about Jim's job, the lodge, how to best enjoy their vacation. They shared bits and pieces of their lives in Chicago. It was very comfortable.
"Hey! Ya know a beer would sure taste good right now. We got any, Jim." Frederick asked. Jim suggested they cool off a bit while he went to get them. He returned with a small iced container with six different beers. Making their selections, all three sat on the edge of the tub and relaxed. Frederick and Alejandro were completely comfortable with their nudity. Jim quickly relaxed and stretched his long legs.
"Nice package ya got there." Frederick said as he grinned at Jim. "You're more than a handful just like Alex." Jim's flaccid cock was hanging full from the warmth of the water. Cut, thick, and easily 5" long, it had great promise. Frederick, watching Jim, began to pull at his own cock. It responded quickly. Jim seemed mesmerized. His cock quickly thickened and began to stretch and rise.
Alejandro watched while playing with his own member. Frederick slipped into the tub and moved across where Jim was sitting. Jim's eyes widened, wondering what Frederick intended. Gently Frederick reached out and took Jim's cock in this hand. Pulling gently on it the muscle filled and began to throb. Frederick looked up to see if Jim had hesitation. What he saw made him smile.
Jim's head was lolled back as he gave himself to the pleasure. Frederick looked toward Alejandro and motioned that he should join them. Frederick let his mouth engulf Jim's prick enjoying the sweet taste of his precum. He slipped out of the pool and pushed gently on Jim's shoulders indicating for him to lie down. Frederick settled between the muscled, thick thighs and began in earnest to work on Jim's engorged member. Alejandro slid between Frederick's legs. While slowly jacking himself he sucked Frederick's cock and balls.
Jim's groaning began softly but increased in intensity as he got closer to his orgasm. He reached down and grabbed handfuls of Frederick's hair and pushed him down onto his dick as he growled out his cum. Alejandro redoubled his effort and in less than a minute Frederick spilled his seed as Alejandro shot his load across his chest.
After another soak and another beer they all agreed that it was dinner time. Jim offered to shower later so he could prepare drinks and appetizers. It was Alejandro who disagreed, "No, it will be more fun if we all get cleaned up and work together on dinner. We follow directions well. And, you're going to join us at dinner. No arguments."
As they showered, Jim said, "Understand I'm not complaining here but you guys are going to ruin me for my next clients. I could tell you some stories." As they washed each others' backs and bumped against each other while soaping and rinsing, all three chubbed up. Alejandro found himself completely relaxed. He grinned at Frederick and said simply, "Thanks. This is going to be great."
The guys followed Jim's instructions and soon the table was set, candles lit and all three were enjoying appetizers and a drink prior to dinner. Jim regaled them stories of people he'd worked for. Before dinner was finished, they'd enjoyed two bottles of wine and had laughed more than any could remember in months. Jim insisted on cleaning up and securing the villa. Alejandro and Frederick both hugged him as they said good night.
As they climbed into bed, Frederick said, "What a great day. I'm whipped but can't remember having more fun in years."
"I only know one thing that might improve it." Alejandro said as he rolled atop his friend and began to nibble and bite his chin and lips. Frederick responded in kind and soon they were tongue wrestling. Alejandro alternated tongue fucking Fredericks' mouth with biting and pulling his lips with his teeth. Their hands roamed aggressively across each others' bodies pinching, and twisting nipples and roughly grabbing their muscled arms and backs.
Frederick reached down and grabbed Alejandro's throbbing cock, slick with precum. Sliding his hand further he hooked Alejandro's balls with two fingers and pulled them up tight against the shaft. Their bodies writhed. Their legs twisted and untwisted, the power of their quads occasionally lifting them off the mattress. Their mouths battled and groans sounded deep in their chests.
Frederick suddenly spun and sat astride Alejandro. "You've got me so fucking Hot!" Frederick reached out and caught Alejandro's nips between his fingers. As his hands grabbed the muscled flesh of Alejandro's pecs, Frederick pinched the nipples roughly letting them rub between his knuckles. He watched the expressions change on Alejandro's face. They both loved the rough element in their shared man sex.
Frederick leaned down, giving their cocks' more friction. Without any let up on Alejandro's chest Frederick attacked his mouth, biting, tonguing and licking. Alejandro's chest and hips lifted off the mattress as he thrust against Frederick. With a growl, he grabbed Frederick's arm and twisted him to his back. Spitting in his hand he roughly lubed Frederick ass and began to push against the ring.
Frederick's eyes were bright with desire. They were both gasping, covered with a sheen of sweat. Both wanted what was coming.
Afterward they lay quietly. Their bodies were entwined. Their chests slick with cum and sweat. Alejandro said, "You are one hot fuck. Do you know that?"
They lay entangled for a while longer. "You know what we forgot?" Frederick said quietly. "We forgot to stretch. Bet we're going to pay dearly for that tomorrow."
Wrestling alert (LOL) for those who have asked for more erotic grappling stay tuned for chapter 17
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