Both of My Boyfriends (MMF Menage Story Bundle)

  Both of My Boyfriends

  By

  Tatjana Blue

  Copyright 2012 Tatjana Blue

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  The Stories

  My Summer Three-Way in the Woods

  3-Way 101

  Playing With The Boys

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  My Summer Three-Way In The Woods

  Dan leapt into the big, circular rock pool with a picture-perfect dive. His form was really spot-on, and I admired him all the way down to the water, where he sliced in with only a minimal silvery splash. He curved under the water, disappearing into the greenish depths then back up again to pop out where the pool drained into the river again. He propped himself up on a rock ledge, wiped the water from his eyes and gestured at the two of us.

  "Come on in, it's really not very cold at all!" he said.

  Mark sat on the ledge near where Dan jumped. He was hunched over, looking at the water carefully. He wasn't an athlete like Dan. Mark was the careful one, the accountant to Dan's stuntman. I loved them both of course, but Mark was never going to leap without looking.

  "You're sure there's no rocks? I can't see all the way down," he said.

  "Seriously, relax," Dan said, "I've been jumping into this pool for a decade. It's clear."

  Mark looked unconvinced, but stood up and prepared to jump. He had a decent body as well - longer, thinner, and less built than Dan's, but entirely acceptable.

  I took another long pull from my beer - number what? Quite a few at any rate. The cooler we had packed up-river with us (okay, they had packed) was distinctly less full now than it had been.

  I was admiring Dan's butt when Mark dove into the water. His form certainly wasn't as good but it worked well enough and he disappeared with a loud splash into the river. My turn next, I guess.

  Mark popped up again and yelled, "Raargh!" at the top of his lungs.

  "What is it?" I asked.

  He shook his head. "Nothing," he said, "it's great, come on in."

  He pulled himself up onto a rock ledge to watch me dive. It was at that moment that I noticed two things - first, his swimming trunks circling lazily near where he had jumped in, and second, his bare bum hoisting itself out of the water. He didn't even realize it himself until he flipped around to sit down, at which point he suddenly saw that he was stark naked.

  Both Dan and I boggled at him for a moment, until he went "Oh shit!" and jumped back into the pool to retrieve them.

  I'd had a second or so to take in his cock. I'd heard rumors about it, but I'd never had a decent chance to see it myself. Good grief. It belonged on a marble statue. Long, proud, perfectly shaped and colored. Mark had the goods.

  Dan had started laughing hysterically the second he realized what had happened. I chuckled too, but I could see that Mark was actually embarrassed. He grabbed the shorts roughly and sank beneath the surface while he pulled them on again. His legs flashed wildly in the green water and he popped back up to the surface and

  Maybe it was just the booze, but I stood up and without hesitating whipped my top off and chucked it to one side. My boobs popped into view, and I was pleased to see Mark's mouth drop open. Have a good look, boys, I thought.

  "There!" I said, "now we're even."

  I popped my arms up over my head, getting ready to leap in. This lifted my breasts up into a nice shape as well, coincidentally.

  "Not quite!", Dan piped up.

  "It's okay, don't worry about it," said Mark and waved his hand dismissively and looked annoyed.

  "Whatever do you mean?" I said to Dan.

  "Mark was naked. We all saw him. You're not."

  He smirked at me, daring me to take another step.

  As if, I thought. He'd been doing this to me for years. Always pushing, pushing, to see how far he could get me to take things.

  "You think I won't do it?" I yelled back at him.

  "Let's say I have some doubts," he said.

  I knew perfectly well what was going on, but the energy on this was just carrying me along. I could feel Dan's eyes on me how, and I knew that he was the one who really wanted me to do my bottoms too. Mark wouldn't meet my eyes, but he wasn't exactly looking away either.

  "Fine," I said and without another word I grabbed my bikini bottom and tugged it down, bending over and then stepping out of it altogether. I stood up and whirled it around on the end of my finger.

  "Happy now?", I said. The wind was warm, and the intense heat of the sunlight actually felt great on my naked body.

  Dan gave me a big smile. "Yes, I'm happy now! Proceed!"

  I threw my bottoms down into the pool and resumed my diving stance. They were both watching me openly now, and I stayed there a bit longer than I really needed to. I did a little bendy stretch too, letting my boobs jiggle around. Heh, I thought to myself.

  Finally I leapt off the cliff and headed down the eight or so feet into the water. As I sliced in I instantly understood why Mark had yelled. It was icy frigging cold. The shock of it suddenly blew all the breath out of my body and I drove back up to the surface to take in a huge lungful.

  "Oh HELL that's cold!" I yelled, and the two of them smiled over at me as I paddled to the edge of the pool near them. I grabbed my bottoms along the way and threw them up onto the rocks. I was so anxious to get out of that freezing water that I just pulled myself up without a second thought, and Dan watched me openly, smirking the whole time. Mark watched too, but a little more furtively. Not that I was fooled at all. I was very aware of my nipples though, which were rock-hard from the cold, and I knew they were watching them.

  I grabbed one of the towels near the two of them, and walked a little ways over to the big, flat, gray patch of rock we had picked that was bathed in warm sunshine. I unfurled the blanket onto the rock and lay down on it, on my tummy.

  "Uh, Susan, I think you forgot something," Dan said. When I looked at him over my shoulder he was twirling my bikini bottom around on his finger. Even Mark was giving me a little smirk now. They were getting a nicely framed shot of the curve of my ass, and with as much modesty as possible I've always liked my ass a lot. Soft, curvy, and round it was. So I never felt too bad about showing it off.

  "I'm gonna work on erasing my tan lines boys," I said, "now that I'm already stark naked I don't see why I should stop."

  "Aren't there likely to be other people by?" Mark asked.

  "Maybe," Dan said, "but probably not. We've been up here whole days and never seen anyone else."

  This made sense since we'd hiked a solid two hours to get here, with Dan talking about the amazing swimming holes the whole way. Once we had seen them we had to agree - the river had made a series of deep green, circular pools in the rock, maybe twenty to thirty feet wide each, and the water poured over and into each one of them in a silvery little waterfall. It would probably be treacherous in the wet season, but at the height of summer the water was low and slow enough that it was basically a series of swimming pools deep within the forest, and surrounded by trees for privacy.

  There were plenty of flat, barren gray patches of rock as well, perfect for sun tanning.
It was an awesome spot, and probably would have been a lot more crowded if it didn't take such an effort to get there.

  "Your turn Dan," I said from my blanket, "Everyone has been naked so far except you."

  I was starting to warm up now, lying in the sun, and I was feeling pretty comfortable. It seemed like a fair trade to demand that I be entertained by the two of them, in return for allowing them to ogle my glorious butt.

  "Oh, I don't know about that," he said, "I'm happy the way I am."

  It figured that he would put up a fight about it now just to be contrary, so I pulled Mark in on my side. "Michael, dude," I commanded, "bring the cooler to me."

  He grinned and did as he was told. He plopped it down on the rock by the blanket.

  "The two of us are going to finish every last beer in here without offering you a drop," I told Dan, "but if you want to play fair, then we will share."

  I could see him weighing his options, but we both knew that if he dug in his heels about this then I'd do the same and suddenly and nobody would have any fun at all.

  Such is maturity - he backed down in service of the greater good.

  "Fine," he said, "But I demand you personally serve me a beer as the price of the spectacle."

  I didn't agree, just grinned at him, and he started making his way up around the rock ledge to the diving spot.

  Mark was sitting on the warm rocks, just a few feet away, staring into the twinkling sunlight on the river.

  "You too Mark," I said, "I'm going to start feeling awkward sunbathing out here if I'm all alone."

  I almost think he jumped a little when I said it. He gave me a hard look out of the corner of his eye and said, "I'm not really sure I'm comfortable with that."

  I rolled over and propped myself up on one arm, letting my nipples point themselves at him again.

  "That's not quite fair, my dear," I said and pouted.

  He actually started to blush, which was sweet, and stared right into my eyes, refusing to look at my boobs.

  Dan and I had dated on and off over the years, so we were a lot more casual about everything, I guess. On the other hand Mark and I had never so much as kissed.

  "I'll think about it, okay?" he said, and turned back to watch the river again.

  It would have to do, I guess, because Dan started yelling at us to watch him dive. He was already naked, I noticed, and he threw his shorts down into the pool with a dramatic flourish. Nobody would ever accuse Dan of not taking care of himself, and his smooth and well-muscled body pretty much glowed in the hot sunshine. His cock dangled proudly, and he put his hands on his hips in a kind of Superman pose, obviously letting us get a solid eyeful of him without any worries at all.

  I'd be lying if I said he wasn't hot. I wasn't getting all squooshy, but I was enjoying the show quite a lot. Just like he always pushed and prodded me to do things, he'd always taken every chance to show off his physical prowess as well. I guess it was a kind of bragging, showing off as he worked on himself and started to get some mass and definition, but he did look good, and he knew it.

  He dove suddenly, heading down into the water again with another minimal splash, then arced under and up to surface on the side nearest to us. He pulled himself up and stood there wet and dripping, smiling at the two of us, but with his eyes twinkling and looking into mine.

  "You forgot your shorts," I pointed out. They were floating a few feet away.

  "They'll be fine," he shrugged.

  Dan grabbed another of the big towels and laid it out near mine, and then stretched out on his back, with his arms behind his head. I watched him quite carefully out of the corner of my eye, but I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of making it obvious.

  "I did it," he said.

  "Yes. And?" I said.

  "I seem to recall that I would be served my beer for making the effort."

  "Mark," I said, "would you throw your friend his damn beer?"

  "Nope," Dan said, "that wasn't the deal at all."

  "I made no deal man," I said, "You merely told me what you'd like. Did I say yes?"

  "You smiled in a very yeslike manner," he said.

  I laughed, stood up, and sauntered over to the cooler, and grabbed him a cold new can. He had conceded on the jump, after all. One turn deserves another. I also let him ogle my ass some more while I did it. When I returned with it I got down on my knees on my blanket and shuffled over to where he lay, and presented him the can in both hands, using my upper arms to squeeze my breasts together while I did it. I smiled sweetly at him.

  Dan slowly reached out - very slowly - and took the can from me. Mark was watching as well, facing mostly away from us but with his head turned around to see. His expression was dark and impenetrable.

  Then I turned around, dropped on to all fours, and started making my way back to my own blanket, giving the two of them a full-on view of my rump as it flexed away from them.

  When Dan slapped me on the ass, I jumped a bit and gave him a startled look.

  "Thanks for the drink, my dear. Chuck another one at Mark, will you?" he said.

  "Jesus, you two," Mark said and shook his head.

  I elected to ignore him and instead fished out another can and threw it at his head.

  "Think fast Mark," I said.

  He ducked but managed to catch it before it sailed off into the river. Then he cracked it open and nearly drained the whole thing in one go.

  We lay in the sun for a while, quietly taking in the warmth. Pretty soon I flipped over onto my back so as not to burn my ass. Mark jumped back into the rock pool and paddled around for a while, and Dan and I chatted.

  "Mark looks uncomfortable," I noted.

  "He'll warm up," Dan said, "He's always been slow on the uptake, but he gets there eventually."

  “So you two didn’t talk about doing this at all?”

  “What? No!” Dan said, “You started it when you whipped your top off!”

  “Hmmm. Is he seeing anyone?" I asked.

  "Nope. He was going out with that blonde girl, Natasha, for a few months but I don’t think he’s had anything going on since then.”

  "Poor Mark must be lonely," I said.

  "Probs," Dan agreed, "but the way he mopes around, he does it to himself."

  "You'd think with equipment like that he'd be in demand."

  "Right?" Dan said. "That thing was legendary in high school. It's probably the only reason he got any action back then."

  "You're comfortable with him being here and, you know, here?" I said.

  Dan shrugged from his prone position. "Doesn't worry me. Truth be told I'd kind of like to see it in action. Plus it might brighten up his frigging mood."

  We noticed that Mark was pulling himself up onto the rock again, so I said to Dan, "You need to sunscreen me. I'm going to burn."

  I rolled over and pulled the sunscreen tube out of my bag, then handed it to him,

  Meanwhile Mark grabbed a towel finally and stretched it out a few feet away from us, then lay face down on it in the sun. He still had his shorts on, and his legs and arms were covered with goose bumps.

  "Sun feels nice after that cold, cold water," he said, finishing off the rest of his drink.

  "I'll go back in eventually," I said, "But first I need someone to sunscreen me."

  Dan held the tube towards Mark, offering.

  "Pass," Mark said, "Go ahead."

  Dan promptly splorched a big, cold glob of it onto my back.

  "Gah!" I said, but then relaxed again as I felt his strong hands start massaging it into my skin. I love that - he was running his hands up and down my back, and around my sides and under my arms. The sunscreen made me feel silky smooth, and I noticed myself warming up down between my legs almost immediately.

  I made a purring sound, then said, "You're going to have to do my bum Dan. I never put any on there at all."

  Another splorch onto one of my butt cheeks. He didn't hesitate at all, and I felt goosebumps rising on me as his fingers sp
read the cream all around on the soft skin of my ass. He massaged both cheeks deep and hard, working the sunscreen in to the skin, then reached down to the side my hips and spread it gently along the curve of them.

  I opened my eyes to see Mark laying stomach-down on the blanket but watching Dan massage my bum with the cream. His eyes were unreadable but very intense, and never looked away from where Dan was working on me.

  Dan ran some more sunscreen down the back of my legs and stroked it down my inner thighs. I shuddered a little at the sensation and spread my legs a little wider for him, and he responded by caressing my thighs all the way up to my crotch. It felt simply marvelous, and I purred contentedly.

  I noticed that Dan's cock was growing, too - it hung down extended and swollen, not yet fully erect, and it bumped against me while he worked the sunscreen into my skin. I glanced over at Mark again. His eyes flicked over to Dan's cock too, and back to me, then looked away.

  I rolled over suddenly, onto my back, and said, "Now do my front!"

  He grinned at me and put his hands on my tummy, and started swirling the sunscreen around - passing down my thighs only an inch from my pussy, and then back up again.

  His growing erection was really too much now for me to ignore. It waggled back and forth while he ran his hands over my breasts and then down along my tummy again (making me giggle). It was solid and at full attention. It certainly did look nice.

  I held out my hand. "Sunscreen," I said, and Dan put a drop in my palm. I rubbed both my hands together and then reached out to sunscreen him back, starting on the skin on his shoulders (which was actually a little red, and needed it). He leaned down to work on my legs for a bit, and I responded in kind by running what I had left in soft circles on his back. I could feel his muscles bulging and moving while he worked on me, which got my juices flowing even more. I really just wanted to spread my legs wide and tell him to fuck me now.

  Instead I looked over at Mark again and gave him a coy smile. Dan felt the direction of my gaze and stopped sunscreening me. His unavoidably obvious hard on waggled, pointing straight up, while he sat back and looked at Mark too.