"On one condition," he mutters.
"Yeah?" I say.
"I get to glaze your beautiful faces with my load again."
"Deal!" we blurt out together.
10
Harvey
"Here's some iced tea for you," Sutton says, setting a pitcher and two tall glasses down on a stack of split logs. "Wish I could say it's homemade, but not all old ladies are as good in the kitchen as Esme was."
I laugh and throw the axe into the ground. "I appreciate it all the same."
She pours us each a glass and hands one to me. "Thank you so much for all your help with this firewood. I really don't want to be a bother."
I take a big swig of tea. "It's no bother at all. Besides, I said I'd do it a few weeks ago, so I am."
"I haven't seen you much this summer," she says, which I know is a leading statement because she doesn't see me much normally.
The last few weeks have been anything but normal though. Swims at the lake. Friday board game nights. Me and Jack helping Zak in the kitchen, by which I mean staying out of his way while he whips up tasty food for us. Them helping me repair the fence along the rear of my property.
And of course, at night, they turn into horny cum demons and treat me to an epic blowjob, which I reciprocate by dousing them in a cum shower that they both eagerly lap up and play with. Hands down, the hottest thing I've ever experienced in all my years.
"Cat got your tongue, dear?"
"Huh? No, what? Sorry, I just…"
"Have some more tea," Suttons says, the skin around her eyes crinkling with a smile. "You look a little flushed. Must be the sun."
"Yeah." I lift up my glass. "The sun."
"That is hilarious," Zak says, laughing when I finish telling him and Jack about my mind-wander at Sutton's place earlier.
"Thank god she's got cataracts so she couldn't see my erection."
"Yeah, I wouldn't bet on that," Jack joins in with a chuckle. "Pretty sure you can see that thing from the International Space Station."
I laugh, which is a sure sign of how massively differently I view my body than I did even a month ago. And it's all because of the two guys I'm currently scurrying down to our secret lake spot with. My self-consciousness about my size is melting away, replaced by actually feeling sexy, even desirable, for the first time ever.
Not even my massive loads are an issue for them. If anything, they really love them, lapping up every last drop I feed them.
"Oh, shit." Zak stops in his tracks when we hit the patch of sand. "There's someone here."
"Really?" I walk ahead, and yep, he's right. Three guys are sunbathing—not naked—near our usual spot.
"What do we do?"
"We're here now," I say. "Let's have a swim but keep our clothes on."
"Where's the fun in that?" Zak teases, but he nods anyway, marching ahead.
The three of us park our stuff a healthy distance away. We're about to test out the water when I do a double take. "Holy shit. That's Stellan and Duke."
"Who?" Jack asks, adjusting his board shorts.
"My two favorite hockey players from back in the day." They both look over at Stellan, Duke, and the younger guy they're with. "Take it you're not hockey fans?" I hedge.
