We chatted on the way home about how his new job was going. I put my things away and my dirty clothes in the hamper, stripped, cleaned myself out, then jumped in the shower. I did my usual shave since I hadn’t all week. The hot water felt good. I thought about Bob and his hug as my cock sprang up. I gave it a couple of strokes before shutting the water off and getting out of the shower. I dried off, put on some deodorant, a pair of loose fitting running shorts, and a tank top. It was still warm and humid, gotta love the springtime in California.
I came into the kitchen and there was Bob making lunch for us, wearing a pair of jogging shorts slit up the sides and a fish net tank top. “Hey Bill, grab a couple of beers and we can watch a movie while we have lunch.”
“Sounds good to me.” I quickly grabbed the beers from the fridge and headed into the living room. My cock was semi hard and as I walked the friction of it bouncing around in my shorts was making me even harder. I sat down on the couch, opposite the TV, and placed Bob’s beer on the coffee table.
Bob came in with a couple of plates with sandwiches and chips. He handed me a place, grabbed his beer, and standing in front of me “Here’s to you being back safely. Cheers!” Our bottle necks clinked and we took a swig. I could barely take my eyes off of the firming HUGE bulge in Bob’s shorts. I could make out his cockhead pressing against the fabric of his shorts. He was not wearing underwear or a jock.
Bob sat next to me on the couch and hit the remote control. The soft fur on his leg kept rubbing on my smooth leg causing my cock to flinch as we ate and watched the movie. The action flick caused Bob to slap my leg or shove my shoulder in the excitement. Was I so horny because I’ve been away from my wife or was this turning me on, or both? The movie ended and Patty came home with bags of groceries. Bob and I helped her empty the car. We knew Jill wouldn’t be home until around six so we had a couple of hours to kill. Patty said she would be cooking if we wanted to jump in the pool or watch another movie. We opted for the pool. Bob headed out to the yard. I yelled to him “What about changing into our suits first?”
Bob yelled back as he pulled his tank top off, “Nah, these shorts will do.” Then he dove into the pool. Not to be outdone I walked out and did the exact same thing. My running shorts didn’t have a draw string so they kept slipping down as I swam. I came up for air in the shallow end where Bob was waiting. As soon as I breached the water I felt Bob grab me from behind. His arms cross my chest with his hands cupping over my nipples. His palms rubbed my nipples and made them instantly hard and sensitive. I felt his hard cock press against my exposed ass as I didn’t have time to pull up my shorts when I came up for air. On instinct I grabbed his arms but that weakened my stance and allowed him to wrap both legs around my body which pushed my shorts down even more where my cock sprang free. Bob’s hairy legs now pressing my hard cock against me. Bob whispered in my ear “Someone is having a good time.” As he rubbed his leg up and down my shaft. He tweaked my nipples and pushed away from me and swam to the other side of the pool.