We are still in the Gulf of Saint-Tropez property. It's springtime with sunny weather and the mild heat of this southeastern region.
Pierre-Gilles, always dressed in the same way, with a new splendid long tee-shirt haute-couture, takes care of the maintenance of the flowerbeds around the vast terrace. He maintains, thins and arranges some exceptional plantations with patience and meticulousness. At the end of the morning, the bell of the big gate rings. From his cell phone he interrogates and triggers the opening of the small gate.
It is a parcel that is delivered from a private company by a man in his early thirties. From the bottom of the monumental staircase, "is this Jean-Alexandre Xxxx?" - Yes, yes, come up.
The delivery man wants to give him the package. "Wait" Pierre-Gilles answers him and invites him to follow him to the terrace to sign the documents. "Follow me, we'll be better off up there on the table". Pierre-Gilles precedes the delivery man. Our friend climbs the staircase with its many small steps. Gradually Pierre-Gilles pulls up his shirt, bending over as if he were exhausted. From where the delivery man is placed a few steps behind, this one can see - admire the two well tanned buttocks lobes. Pierre-Gilles throws a sentence a little ambiguous, "you will have a beautiful sight like that". Did he mean the panoramic view from the terrace, or his splendid bare buttocks?
The delivery man's name is Constantine. He is barely thirty years old, measures one meter four twenty for a little seventy kilos. The body looks slightly tanned with a discreet musculature highlighting the character. His deep green eyes with long eyelashes with light brown hair with splendid reflections very neat arriving to him in the middle of his ears. It seems to me that he wears a wide alliance
The latter does not answer him. Both arrive on the terrace and Constantine puts the parcel on the table. Then he gives a pen to Pierre-Gilles for the reception of this parcel. After signing, our friend looks him straight in the eye and says: "You saw how beautiful and pleasant it was when you went upstairs". The deliveryman does not dare to answer but with a gesture of the hand shows and compliments the view on the sea and the surrounding properties. But the delivery man blushed a little bit while making this answer.
Pierre-Gilles speaks again: "You're going to have a drink in this heat, your round is not over yet". Without disturbing you, Constantin answers him with pleasure.
Pierre-Gilles goes to one end of this vast terrace where a bar is discreetly installed. He looks for the drink and glasses which are at the bottom of the cabinet on the side.
Of course, he takes his time, bends down and raises his pelvis, which makes his T-shirt go up and reveals his buttocks. A hand looks for glasses, he arranges with the other hand to spread one of his lobes to make see his small hole. Constantin by correction follows him of the eyes. Seeing this scene, Constantine stands at the table and turns his head, but as Pierre-Gilles still continues a pseudo-conversation, Constantine turns his head to answer him. Pierre-Gilles returns with a tray on which stand two glasses and a jug of water, some fruit juice and a bottle of gin, then serves Constantin. Pierre-Gilles comes back insidiously "you enjoyed the view with my T-shirt". Constantin is startled and turns peony. Pierre-Gilles takes a few steps to stand almost next to Constantin and leans over the table, lifting his garment and positioning his hands on each of the lobes to spread them apart.
A little shakily, Constantine replies, "I'll leave you and continue my rounds. I don't want to disturb you any longer and again thank you and I could see everything."
Meanwhile the beautifully pleated and regular little rosette has been starting for a few minutes to move to unroll nicely. It pulsates and activates, opens and closes. Constantin is completely petrified by this vision of this rather agitated rosette. Intrigued, he feels attracted to watch this agile and lively hole. Pierre-Gilles suggests that he take a closer look and touch it. Constantin doesn't move anymore, he is undecided, surprised, ashamed but I think also excited by this culinary gymnastics.
Pierre-Gilles, still in his position with the lobes spread, hears Constantin say to him "it's impressive, you have no hair, everything is clean, it looks smooth" - Yes, yes, my companion made me wax two days ago. - It looks great. - You can touch it if you want.
Slowly Constantine moves a finger forward to caress all around the vibrating rosette. He pulls himself together, stops and takes one of the chairs. He sits down, which is easier to touch this delicate spot. Probably taken by the excitement, he moves his head forward and takes out his tongue to come and lick the rosette which opens wider and faster. After a moment he stops while throwing to Pierre-Gilles, it is good, because it is softer and smoother than the pussy of my wife that I often lick. It's more pleasant with you, we don't feel any hair roots. And he goes back to licking the rosette of Pierre-Gilles who has just made some moans. If you want, without wetting your fingers, you can work on my little hole. Constantin doesn't know what planet he is on. Respecting our friend's wish he gently pulls in his middle finger which is immediately absorbed and easily gets into that little hole.
"But, it's not true, you're wetting your ass. There is more than a pussy!" and here he is that during a back and forth of his middle finger, he enters the index. And after about ten of these movements he adds his ring finger. His fingers are completely wet and sticky with the substance of Pierre-Gilles' internal pleasure. He is impressed by all that flows along his fingers. Taken by this astonishment, he accelerates the back and forth which makes Pierre-Gilles giggle, moan and scream with Yes, Yes, continuuuue continuuue, go faster, go faster, it's boonnn, it's goodonnn I cum I cumss and the liquid floods Constantin's fingers.
Constantin is completely amazed to witness such a male orgasm on this side. After the last cries, almost screams of Pierre-Gilles, he removes his fingers that they wipe to the tablecloth of the table.
Pierre-Gilles thanks him for having made him cum so well. Red with confusion, Constantine adds - "I had never seen that, I did not know that a man could enjoy so much the ass and to behave worse than a woman in the ecstasy. With all that you made me do, I have my underwear completely soiled without having ejaculated, only an abundant quantity of seminal liquid".
Kindly Pierre-Gilles offers him to finish himself. But the delivery man, refuses because he has already lost too much time to finish his round. He refills two glasses of water and starts to greet Pierre-Gilles.
Constantin, in a weak and almost ashamed voice, tells him that he is only straight, married for ten years with a lovely wife with whom he is fully able to blossom sexually and that he is the father of two beautiful young children.
He admits that it is the first time he touches a man and especially in this way and to observe this occasional male partner can reach such an orgasm of the ass that has a rosette so agitated and alive.
As they greet each other very warmly, Constantine thanks Pierre-Gilles for these moments and especially the pleasure of this softness under his tongue and this discovery of excitement. After a few minutes of silence, very confused asks Pierre-Gilles that after all these discoveries he could come back with a friend who often talks to him about men. A few seconds pass and Pierre-Gilles hesitating gives him a positive answer. -But try to warn me before", that suits Constantin perfectly.
A few weeks go by, and during this time each of them thinks about this moment of discovery filled with excitement. Then Pierre-Gilles receives a message with a request to meet with his friend who is impatient to discover this rosette so animated. There Pierre-Gilles is a little trapped and is obliged to speak about it to his companion Jean-Alexandre. The latter is rather offended and tells him that he could have told him before this last moment. Jean-Alexandre is almost happy to discreetly offer his friend to neophyte men and that during their lovemaking he, a voyeur, can masturbate his beautiful hairless cock.
On the agreed day Constantine arrives with his colleague-friend whom he had mentioned. He too works in the same company, he is hardly younger than Constantine. Also married. He is a real fashion plate with his meter ninety and eighty kilos. Rainbow eyes, black hair with a very structured architectural cut. He wears a full and soothing smile, which brings out the magnificence of his amber skin. Thaïs is a splendid Gentilé (inhabitant of Marie-Galante).
As soon as they arrive, they greet Jean-Alexandre and Pierre-Gilles. The latter as you can guess, is dressed in a splendid tee-shirt of his impressive wardrobe of this style of clothing signed. Jean-Alexandre discreetly puts himself a little apart from the three companions. Pierre-Gilles proposes an aperitif to each one, and always manages to aire his cinema by discovering gradually his pretty muscle buttocks rebounded, without counting at the time of one of his movements redoes his so personal gesture to make discover his small rosette. Under pretext to collect some snacks fallen on the ground bends to collect them. Then he puts them on the table as far as possible. And "voluntarily" remains in this position (feet on the ground and the belly from the belt on the table tee-shirt gone up what makes us admire as the last time her buttocks and her pretty small hole. This den is always so smooth, because Jean-Alexandre made come the beautician to make it very clean, impeccable and smooth. Without that nothing occurs, of only one blow the pretty small regularly wrinkled rosette starts in moving; it folds up. Constantin makes a sign to Thaïs, who widens her big blue eyes. His face cannot betray his astonishment in front of this almost unreal phenomenon of the agitation of this small hole. Thaïs looks at Constantin completely astonished and amazed. Constantin takes a hand of so friend and guides it towards this hole taking various forms of deployment letting see during a few seconds the depth of this hole. Thaïs shakes and advances her hand, then one of her fingers and caresses this part of the body. Oh that it is smooth! It is very soft! For my former girlfriends and my wife their pussy which does not have any hair, when I pass my finger or my tongue it scratches, it tickles, it is rough. Huumm ! ! there all is delicacy and softness.
Unconsciously he stretches out one of his fingers and caresses the hole which is agitated. This gesture makes Pierre-Gilles groan. He questions Thaïs, Constantin, knew how to give me pleasure with his long fingers. Yes, I told him, Constantine answers. Thaïs pushes his middle finger in without getting it wet, which does not prevent him from penetrating easily and making Pierre-Gilles scream with pleasure. At this moment Jean-Alexandre approaches him and slips to him in the ear - You can put there something else if you wish it. Thaïs looks astonished Jean-Alexandre and nods positively. It should be said that the jeans of Thaïs are completely deformed on the front as well as the Bermuda shorts of Constantin. With these words, Jean-Alexandre moves away to take again his place on the deckchair, lies down and opens his shorts.
Thaïs hesitates, blushes and has just unbuttoned his pants by letting it fall to his ankles and in the same gesture makes slip his boxer C.K.. Always with this pretty amber skin, leaves a sex in full erection. But but what a member!!!.
From his deckchair Jean-Alexandre throws an OHHH Ohhh, well he'll be happy my Pierre-Gilles.
Constantin puts himself on the side and looks. A little shy Thaïs takes his member of a small twenty-four centimeters but especially impressive thing of seven centimeters of diameter. He is about to put some saliva and even some gel that he takes out of his pocket. From the bottom of the terrace jean-Alexandre launches, it is not the sorrow, you are going to realize that it wets already of the bottom. Thaïs startles surprised by this instruction. But delicate and very precautionary of its right hand positions its club in the axis of the rosette which does not stop its gymnastics of opening.
Gently he plants his glans and without realizing it is caught by this greedy vibrating hole. Without any difficulty he penetrates Pierre-Gilles with his twenty-four centimeters of such a voluminous cock. He is not obliged to enter centimetre by centimetre so much Pierre-Gilles' foundation wets and fucks him in one go. Turning to Constantin, he says: "with all the females I've stuffed, I've never entered so easily and with so much wetness, even in their pussy. How good it is!!! And my wife who whines when I fuck her only once a month, I don't get as much pleasure. Your client is a real slut. What a pleasure to take it this way".
During this time Pierre-Gilles, squeaks, moans. Then pushes some small cries of pleasure, without counting then of the giggles and onomatopoeias announcing a next orgasm.
Pierre-Gilles pushes cries, Yesssss, Yesssss Pushes, Pushes stuffs me Come to type in the bottom, Stuffs me, stuffs me. With his cries, his hole opens more and more, deploying completely the small rosette by letting flow a fluid and viscous substance due to the excitation of his foundation.
By observing and seeing that Jean-Alexandre is in full action of masturbation on his beautiful sex in full erection by caressing himself even his big waxed balls. His hand is moving faster and faster.
Constantine is like on a cloud while watching these two scenes with the magnificent spectacle. We can observe the big roll diagonally from the fly of Constantin's shorts. By dint of running his hand over the front of his shorts, he can no longer resist and pulls down his Harlequin shorts. He has no underwear, and his sex springs like a devil from its box. From his glans comes long and thick streams of this pre-seminal substance due to the situation Constantine enjoys. Without saying anything and without asking anything, he advances to the sides of his colleague of work. He positions himself right next to him holding the more classic tail of twenty centimeters and only four-and-a-half in diameter. And it advances its basin while coming to give a light blow of kidneys and introduce its member which rubs with that of Thaïs. There is no resistance to sink to obtain a double penetration. Then Pierre-Gilles yells yes, yes go ahead, go ahead I like. Go ahead guys pushed in at the same time, I open myself, I open myself without wanting it. Go all the way in. Finally I have two beautiful cocks at the same time to make me cum.
At this moment the rosette resumes its gymnastics and announces the next pleasure of Pierre-Gilles, but also the mucous membranes of the walls of this hole massage the two beautiful members planted in this agitated orifice. A few seconds later, Pierre-Gilles screams: "Ouiiii Ouiii vous me faites jouirrrrr, je je jouis, je jouis". And at this moment the two members are flooded with the substance of this intense culinary enjoyment. Pierre-Olivier continues to express his violent orgasm which shakes all his body by releasing completely his sphincters what allows the two cudgels emptied of their liquor of supreme orgasm to come out easily letting flow the culinary cyprine of Pierre-Gilles, but also a big and important quantity mixed of the two slimy foutres
As you can imagine, our friend Pierre-Gilles was happy and satisfied with the shakes of this terrible orgasm, but completely exhausted from this little shared moment.
During these last moments, Jean-Alexandre finishes his voyeur masturbation and spurts out all his whitish and thick sperm with lumps in the hairs of his thorax.
Each one is terribly happy and filled of what has just been lived together while trying each one their member, their club, their dick still dripping of this beautiful jute of pleasure.
Thaïs thanks Pierre-Gilles warmly, but especially makes him share of its astonishment for the elasticity of its small very alive rosette with all these moments of opening and closing so well rhythmed.
Both Constantin and Thaïs were amazed by the orgasm and the expressions of ecstasy pronounced by Pierre-Gilles. This male orgasm so strong with all these flows of this substance of pleasure coming from the foundation, our two letter carriers compare it to the behavior, to the orgasm to that of a woman in heat while enjoying
These two young married men enjoyed this great discovery and this good moment of pleasure shared between men. Since then,
they repeat this pleasure sharing according to their free time to the great joy of Pierre-Gilles.
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