Cuban Cigar Intoxification

[losolent]

Part 1 - The Encounter

I lay on my back my chest covered in seed from my own orgasm, breathing heavily and sweating from wanking off whilst looking at the pictures on his profile. He in his mid 40's five foot ten inches, trimmed beard and hairy chest tapering down to his eight inch uncut thick cock with the head partly poking through his foreskin glistening with precum. The leather cock ring heightened the appearance of his ample sized balls that showed signs of an ability to deliver copious amounts of seed. The other picture showed him sitting on a sofa with a white fluffy dressing gown partly open exposing his hairy chest whilst he was smoking a cuban cigar. I just don't know what drew me to his profile every time I wanted a release, was it the cigar?, the hairy chest?, the bareback sex and the thought of him penetrating me deep to breed?, was it his ability to be an olympic kisser, or just the fact he was spanish and looked like a real man. Whatever it was I just couldn't stop hitting up his profile in admiration.

At 22 I was a standard gay lad, had sex every now and then but not interested in a boyfriend as I loved the trill of experiencing different men and lads around my age. Well I say "standard" but was quite a catch according to some guys I met, at five foot eight inches cropped brown hair, blue eyes, okay body and arse with a seven inch uncut cock. Always played safe and not in to any sleazy stuff (yet!).

It was one of those nights where I hit up his profile "WimbledonTop" and was just starting to tease my cock from sleeping when I heard 'ping', holy crap I thought someone messaged me. I never actively engaged in guys from these sites but I was intrigued so opening up the message centre and saw it was from WimbledonTop, my heart pounded in my chest as I click on the open button...

"Hi, checking out my profile again!! LOL, how many times have you done that now?". Fuck how the hell does he know as I caught my breath and smiled to myself wondering if I should reply. A couple of minutes pass by as I looked at the keyboard, I moved the cursor over to the Reply button and clicked, and we ended up in a game message ping pong.
Me: "Busted, I like looking at your pictures :)"
Him: "And what do you like most about them?"
Me: "I don't know that's the thing, I guess they look hot."
Him: "Do you like cuban cigars, I do, I don't like the cheap imitation rubbish."
Me: "I had a puff on one a couple of years back it wasn't cuban and didn't really enjoy it, apart from that I don't smoke."
Him: "You should try cuban you would probably like it as it has more flavour and strength."
Me: "If I had the money I probably would do LOL."
Him: "I could let you try one of mine but you might get addicted to them and they are expensive if you don't have the money."
Me: "To right I guess, would I need to do anything in return if you let me try one."
Him: "Absolutely not, I would just enjoy your company as most of my friends are my age."
Me: "As long as there are no expectations of getting anything from me then yes I would be happy to come round, plus you live close."

As the messaging finished I returned to his profile and busted another load to his picture. The following day at 7pm I headed to his address, as I looked up I knew instantly that he obviously could afford to smoke cubans. The gate opened and I walked up the short driveway he opened the door and smiled and shouted "Jake, welcome", I reached the door "Hi Fabian, thank you for inviting me over.". We walked through his amazing house and in to the Orangery at the back of the house overlooking the very secluded garden, in one corner I noticed what looked like a small plastic round tent in the shaded area, the opposite side was a beautiful landscaped pool. "I hope you enjoy being here, now we are going to do this gradually as I want you to enjoy what cubans really offer." he said smiling. I forgot to mention that he was dressed in his white fluffy dressing gown and looked even more striking that his pictures. "We don't want to get your clothes all smelling of cigar smoke so take them off and leave your underwear on then we can start.", this was a little more than I was expecting so he reminded me there was no expectation of anything happening. Fabian was now slipping out of his robe exposing his white underwear and very obvious bulge that was packed inside. As I did so he returned with a Cohiba robusto cigar and called me over to where he was. He demonstrated how to lightly moisten the end before cutting to prevent tearing and told me never to rub it in my finger as it breaks the filler. He lit a match and charred the end before puffing to bring the cigar up to full burn. I could see the blue hue in the smoke filling the air and caught a brief smell as it dissipated.

I followed him out to the garden over to the plastic tent. He looked at me and laughed at my quizzical face and told me it is an air tight tent that is a good way of introducing you to cubans as he bent over and slipped inside patting the floor next to him I crawled in and sat beside him. "It will get a little warm in here after a while but you can open the zipper anytime you wish" he said as he pulled the zipe down sealing us inside. Fabian took a couple of puffs and released a heavy dense smoke in to the tent. My heart was racing partly due to the close proximity of his body that was driving me wild. Just then a cloud of the smoke wafted past my face as I breathed in through my nose. The smell was unlike anything you experience when people smoke cigarettes near you, it was aromatic and very intoxicating to say the least. Fabian continued to smoke the cigar watching me as the plastic tent began filling with more and dense smoke. My taste and smell senses were being encompassed by this ever presence smoke, I breathed in deeply my lungs filled causing me to cough. Every breath I took was now replaced by cuban cigar smoke as my lungs adjusted the coughing stopped. Beads of sweat were trickling down the side of my face, all the time he never took his eyes off me. I was getting light headed from the now lack of oxygen but I couldn't stop, I was truly under an intoxicating influence and was now loving it. I could only just make out parts of the garden through the dense smoke, my eyes were watering and my pulse was racing. In the distance a heard a zipping noise and a gust of fresh air rushed in to the tent, Fabian climbed out and held a hand out to me and pulled me out on to my feet. The fresh air instantly hit my lungs and I collapsed against his chest as he held me tight to stop me falling over. "Take slow shallow breaths." he told me, as I did so I began to regain control and stood up. "That was amazing." I said, he laughed and handed me the cigar and told me to take a small puff on it, doing so I tasted a completely different sensation from the smoke I was breathing in the tent. The flavour danced on my tongue and were hard to describe. "Take another small puff and inhale it deep." I coughed a little and exhaled the smoke. I took another puff and inhaled without coughing, not only was I enjoying this, but my cock was hard as nails in my underwear. I loved the feel of the cigars thickness and how much longer they took to smoke, the flavours and aromas produced were incredible.

Fabian smiled over as we walked back to the Orangery where he sat the cigar down in the ashtray and told to me shower and wash the smoke away as he escorted me to a shower room by the kitchen. As I walked back in to the orangery I got dressed "I enjoyed your company, hope you would like to come over and smoke again with me." a broad smile went across my face as I replied "I can't afford to buy those sort of cigars though.", "Don't worry about that, you being here is enough payment.". As we got to the door I placed my hand on his arm an gave him a kiss on the check, he chuckled and patted my arse as I turned to leave.

[evilqueerpig]

Gr8 start!

[Guest AshtrayFAG]

Hell yea 

Something to satisfy my huge smoke fetish 

[seekingsomeaction]

I really like the pace and allure of the set-up. I hope the sexy will be as erotic without hesitating to also be just as sleazy and nasTy/trashy as (we really know deep down) Jake wants it to be!!

[losolent]

Part 2 - The Addiction

As I got home I stripped off and had one of the most intense orgasms thinking about Fabian and still tasting the remnants of the cigar as I drifted off to sleep. Little did I know then that Fabian was gradually seducing me to get hooked on cubans firstly and feel comfortable around him. Then the second phase of getting me hooked on himself, but he was in no rush as it would only be a matter of time.

Couple of days later I got a text inviting me over that evening, naturally I was excited and replied telling him I would be there at 7pm again. The gate opened and I walked up to the front door where he stood waiting, as I approached him he gave me a kiss on the cheek and a hug. We went through to the Orangery again where before he could say anything I had stripped down to my underwear, he stood there laughing and told me I was eager. This time two cigars were on the table as he handed me one of them. "Do you remember what to do?" he asked, "Think so." I replied. It was then I realised that the mixture of being in his company and holding the cigar caused a reaction in my groin. Thankfully I still had my underwear on trapping the results otherwise I would be flying the flag of all nations on my erection.

I moistened the end just as he showed me and gave it a clean cut through with no damage. "Well done." he said, He passed the matches to me, as I struck one I charred the end lightly then puffed to light it, coughing as I did so on the first few attempts but eventually I achieved a full even burn. Fabian lit his cigar and we moved over to the sofa and sat down, he still had his robe on which looked a little bizarre when seeing our reflection in the window as I was nearly naked. I smoked on the cigar and began inhaling more and more and really got in to this cuban. The same flavours and aromas danced around my mouth and nose, feeling comfortable sitting next to him he watched me intently trying to gauge if the signs of getting addicted to his cigars were starting to show.

Fabian disappeared for a moment and returned with two glasses of red wine, but this red wine was heavy bodied and match perfectly with the cigar. Only half way down the cigar I had to put it in the ashtray as I began to feel a little nausea wash over me, Fabian told me that was normal and my body would soon adjust. He continued to smoke his cigar and I drank the wine, this heavy bodied wine was also quite heavy in alcohol but delicious nevertheless. The alcohol was causing me to be a little loose lipped and started asking some probing questions...

"Can I ask you what is an olympic kisser?"
"I have a great enjoyment of kissing and I can French a guy until his tongue and lips go numb." as he chuckled at me.
"How silly, is that even possible?
"Be careful as I might show you and you would end up tongue tied" laughing.
"Could be interesting. So what is it with the whole bareback sex thing that you like?"
"Hmmm, didn't expect that question.. I enjoy feeling a guys a hole around my cock and gifting them my special seed."
"Is it that different from condom sex?"
"Completely and utterly bewitching and addictive."
"Do you have a partner or boyfriend?"
"Absolutely not, anyway when I fuck it is for my pleasure and thrill."
"So what does the other person get out of it."
"Whatever they want, but hopefully just the desire to pleasure me."
"Oh you mean like those SM'y things, you know, master and boy?"
"Boy?, you mean slave. No nothing that kinky, they learn how to pleasure me when I want to fuck."

His robe slipped open more and I noticed something I hadn't seen before, a tattoo peeking above his underwear.

"I never realised you had a tattoo." he looked at me and smiled.
"Only the one."
"What is it?"
"It is me or a representation of me and who I am."
"It looks very elaborate, can I see it?"

He pulled his underwear down slightly so I could see it, an elaborate F surrounded by swirls which made it look like a biohazard symbol which disappeared down towards his cock. I found it to be very sexy and relaxed back against his arm as he placed it around my shoulder. I contemplated our brief conversation as I sipped my wine completely missing his comment about gifting his special seed. I picked up my cigar relit it and this time there was no coughing as I was now getting use to smoking and especially letting those flavours and smells hitting my senses again. As we both silently enjoyed our cigars, my erection seemed to take on a new vigour, but to his credit Fabian said nothing as his hand stroked my shoulder.

All to soon we were done, I finished my wine as I stood up I felt buzzed and happy. As I dressed Fabian escorted me to the door telling me he would text me when to come over, his hand reached up and stroked my face as he kissed me on the lips and gave me a hug, as I turned he patted my arse "See you in a couple of days.". I seemed to float home, the taste of the cigar was still lingering, the tingling of my face as he kissed me when I left, and the way he caressed my shoulder. I was really enjoying spending time with him, I couldn't pin down if it was the cigars or just being around him, he exuded such an air confidence and masculinity and Spanish looks.

[studl1]

??

[Corkbb4poz]

Great start 

[Guest BBalticFFlyer]

Really hot story. I like the start. Makes me curious where it's heading.

[masctravelingpup]

Sooooo fucking hot stud 

[losolent]

Part 3 - The Dinner

That Thursday Jake finished work early and set off walking along the embankment towards Waterloo station. As he enjoyed the warm afternoon a man passed by smoking a cigar, the smoke wafted past Jake who was in no doubt it was a cuban going by the aroma. A craving ran through his body to taste and smell the aroma and have that complex satisfied feeling again. Jake narrowly missed bumping in to the lamp post and shook off the feeling "What is happening to me." he wondered. He glanced back at the man who turned at the same time and their eyes met, he smiled and put the cigar in to his mouth and continued in the opposite direction. Jake couldn't help but notice the firm ass showing through the man's trousers and his close cropped beard, he mused thinking how sexy the guy looked.

Hot from the walk he sat in the air conditioned comfort of the train ready for the short hop home just as he phone buzzed. He saw a text message from Fabian, opening the message he smile crossed his face "Would you like to come over tonight at 6pm and join me for dinner?", Jake was quick to reply "I would love to and thank you for inviting me.", he hit the send button. He relaxed more knowing he didn't have to think about cooking or cleaning tonight. Jake's phone rang, "Hi Billy, what's happening?", Billy had been a friend of Jake's since they met one night in a local bar and hit it off. Although there was nothing sexual with their friendship he enjoyed hanging out with him, Billy wanted to go out on the town that evening but Jake made his excuses.

Jake rushed indoors, showered and changed, hoping he looked presentable he arrived at the gate and pressed the call button. The gate swung open and he made the short walk along the pathway to the front door which as usual swung open as he reached it. A look of shock came across his face, standing in the door was a man in a grey suite. "Good evening Mr Jake, Mr Fabian will join you in the Orangery shortly.", he moved aside letting Jake enter and ushered him to the Orangery.

Jake couldn't help but look the man over, guessing he was in his mid 30's with striking looks. No doubt that underneath that suite was a very well defined fit body, he sported a closely cropped head of hair and stood a couple of inches taller than Jake. Totally mesmerised he followed like a little puppy. The man went over to the table and poured a glass of champagne and handed it to Jake, "I will let Mr Fabian know you are here.", he turned and disappeared. Jake glanced at himself in the window reflection and began to worry that his shorts and polo shirt were going to be inappropriate attire.

He noticed the glass doors to the garden were open and wandered outside and sat on the steps at the edge of the decking, looking out over the garden he noticed something was different as it dawned on him that the plastic tent was gone. The rest of the garden was tranquil except the sound of cascading water around the landscaped pool, Jake admired the inviting pool and hoped that he would get an invite to swim one day.

The setting sun beating down on his face Jake heard Fabian approach and to his relief saw he was dressed the same.

"Thank god, I thought I wasn't dressed right."
"I waited until Marco told me what you were wearing as I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable."
"Thank you for inviting me to dinner, that was very nice of you."
"Your welcome and I told you before I enjoy your company so why wouldn't I do that." he smiled and squeezed my shoulder.
"I like your company as well, it is so relaxing here and you are a very nice generous person."
"A toast I think, to our friendship."

They clinked their glasses as Fabian sat beside Jake who now had the biggest cheshire cat grin across his face.

"So who is Marco?"
"You are very inquisitive tonight... He is my butler."
"What does he do?"
"You asked all the questions last time, it is my turn tonight."
"Oh, okay well ask away."
"What work do you do?"
"I work in IT, pretty routine stuff."
"Do you enjoy your work?"
"It pays the bills and it is a job, and yes I do like it."
"Do you have a boyfriend or are you just playing the field?"
"No I don't, I have really only just started exploring gay life."
"That's good, keep your mind open to let your dictate your way."

Their conversation continued, Marco returned asking Fabian where they would prefer to dine, Fabian replied "Here on the deck please Marco." and he promptly disapeared after topping up their champagne. Jake couldn't help but look at Marco.

"Do you fancy Marco?"
"Oh err, ummmm."
"Sorry did I catch you off guard."
"He is very stunning and looks fit."
"That's why I hired him, I like to have beautiful staff around me."

Marco appeared and set the table on the deck as Fabian called out to him "Marco, your overdressed.", Jake didn't know where to put his face and wanted to hide but Marco looked up and smiled before replying "I will attend to that sir.". Suddenly Fabian's arm went around Jake's shoulder sending a tingling feeling through his body, without any prompting he shifted closer to Fabian and placed his hand on his thigh. There they sat looking over the garden at the setting sun.

Fabian stood and held out a hand to Jake as he raised himself up to take their seats at the table. Marco reappeared wearing nothing but tight fitting shorts, his tanned muscular body was perfect, Jake could not keep his eyes off him as he felt his cock beginning to harden. He was the sort of guy you dream about being your lover but new it would never happen unless you had the looks and same physique. Marco served dinner and Jake tried to follow Fabian's lead and thanked Marco, he smiled and winked at Jake as he turned to leave. Jake watched a noticed a tattoo partly showing on his lower back, the rest was hidden by his shorts, this made it hard for Jake to work out what it was. Fabian looked over at Jake.

"You never answered my question, Do you fancy Marco?"
"He is totally stunning so what is there not to fancy, but he is way out of my league."
"Never let me hear you talk yourself down in that way again."
"I'm sorry, I just think compared to Marco I could never get to be fit like that."
"Everyone is different and special in their own way. A body like Marco's does not define the person."

Fabian smiled as he gestured with his fork to eat. Marco appeared as they finished and began clearing away, Fabian thanked him and told him that would be all for this evening. Fabian went to the Orangery and brought back 2 cigars and handed one to Jake along with the cutter. In no time he was enjoying the taste and smell, to his amazement there was no coughing and spluttering as he lit the cigar and began smoking. Inhaling Jake's body relaxed and a contented smile grew on his face. Fabian was looking intently at him before Jake caught him off guard.

"What are you thinking?"
"eh... Just admiring how good you look enjoying your cigar."
"Am I that obvious?"
"Your asking questions again."

Fabian chuckled and could see the reality that Jake was getting hooked, it was only a matter of time and patience, Jake would soon be at his beck and call. Darkness had fallen and the clock struck 11.00pm in the Orangery. Jake apologised for having to leave explaining he had work in the morning. Fabian escorted him to the door and opened it for Jake who turned and thanked him for a great evening. Fabian stopped Jake before he could leave.

"Come over Saturday afternoon at 2pm and stay for a while."
"How long is a while?"
"You can stay until Sunday if you like, and bring your swimming trunks unless you prefer naked."
"Thank you that sounds awesome."
"I am having a little Cuban pool party, mojitos, cigars, food and swimming."
"Other people will be here?"
"Just a handful."
"Errm, I don't know, I am not that brave being around groups of people."
"I won't take no for an answer and it will be fun, I will make sure Marco looks after you."
"Okay, but please don't be offended if I skip out early."
"I think you will enjoy it more than your think, it is a very relaxed and chilled out party."

Jake gave a cheeky smile and kissed him on the lips as Fabian patted his arse as he left. Trying not to ponder to much about the party he hurried home, it was late but he could think of nothing more than jacking off thinking about Marco.

Fabian closed the door and turned around facing Marco who had reappeared.

"How did the evening go?"
"Marco, make sure you look after Jake, it looks like we may have a very special one here."
"Of course I will, he is very sweet."
"Marco, are you falling for him?"
"Only if you wish and once he has earned his place."
"Good night Marco."
"Good night Sir."

[masctravelingpup]

Fuck, I need to be that boy.   Jake is one lucky kid 

[studl1]

Getting  close  

[Calamus13]

can't wait for more

[losolent]

Part 4 - The Pool

Saturday was blue sky and very warm, weather forecasters had been saying all week to expect a Spanish Plume. This would push temperatures in to the low 30's, if that happened it would make London uncomfortable with the heat and humidity followed by the storms. Jake checked his phone it was only 10am but it was already 26c and rising. His phone rang almost causing Jake to drop it as it startled him, Bill's number flashed up on the screen.

"Hey Billy, how's you?"
"Good Jake, listen a few of us are going to the lido if you want to join us."
"Oh sorry Billy, I am off a party later at a friends."
"Nice one, shame you can't join us but have fun."
"you to, see ya."

Billy hung up and immediately dialled another number and waited for his call to be answered.

"Billy, what news?"
"It's all set."
"Thank you, good bye."

Marco hung up and walked to the study where Fabian sat, he looked up as Marco approached.

"Hello Marco."
"Sir, everything is going to plan."
"Excellent, invite him over now."

Marco dialled another number. Jake was surprised as his phone began ranging again but this time there was no caller id, tentatively he clicked on the answer button.

"Hello."
"Mr Jake this is Marco, Mr Fabian's butler."
"Oh, Hi Marco, how are you?"
"Thank you Mr Jake I am very well and I trust you are keeping well?"
"Apart from being as hot as hell I'm good."
"Mr Fabian asks if you wish to come to the house now and sit by the pool."
"Yes I will Marco, thank you."
"I shall expect you at 10.30 Mr Jake."

Marco hung up, Jake could have sworn he heard him chuckle after he said 'Hot as hell'. He grabbed sunglasses, factor 20 and his trunks then headed off to Fabian's. The gate opened and as he approached the door it opened as if by magic, standing there was Marco wearing sunglasses and a very tight pair of speedos that accentuated his bulge. Jake struggled to keep his cock under control, he could smell coconut wafting from Marco's body which was driving him wild. "Hello Mr Jake, please follow me to the pool." as Marco turned to lead the way. This time Jake caught the full tattoo on his lower back, it immediately occurred to Jake that it was exactly the same as Fabian's except for the location.

Fabian was swimming in the pool as they arrived. "Come on in, it is refreshing, Marco help Jake change." Jake felt the hot breath of Marco as he stood behind him and lifted his shirt up over his head and place it on the lounger chair. Jake went to undo his shorts but Marco's hands pushed his away gently, thinking this is going to be embarrassing as he felt his cock twitching and hardening. Marco slipped his hands inside the shorts and undid the button and zip, his hand gently brushed over his now evident  hardening  bulge. Jake didn't mean to but his body pushed back against Marco, he felt his lips kiss the nape on his neck, his nerve endings tingling throughout his body. Before he realised both his shorts and underwear where down by his ankles, his cock standing to attention. He heard Fabian laughing from the pool "Someone's horny, come on in Jake.", he looked around for his trunks but Marco had taken them up to the Orangery. "Jake don't be silly it is only us at the moment and I did say you could go naked, Did Marco excite you?". Jake nodded shyly hands making best effort to cover his unyielding erection.

Jake noticed straight away that Fabian was indeed naked so he began to relax and walked down the slope in deeper in to the water. Jake stopped and closed his eyes letting the cool water lap around his torso. He dived and swam under water came up for air a meter or so away from Fabian. "Better now?" he asked him, "Oh god yes.", Fabian moved towards him and planted a kiss full on his lips, he lingered for longer than usual waiting for the desired effect. He didn't have to wait long as Jake put his arm around his neck and kissed him back. They broke off and swam around in the pool for a while, Marco appeared in the water with a tray of drinks "Mojitos gentlemen.". They took the drinks and sat on the underwater stalls by the waterfall enjoying the sun. Marco swam a couple of lengths as Jake watched admiring his body undulating in the water before he swam over and joined them.

"Marco, you really must stop showing off in front of Jake, you make him uncomfortable.", Jake blushed like a bride and tried to make him self small but Marco pulled up behind Jake and kissed him on the neck, for the second time Jake tingled all through his body and touched Marco's arm. Before he knew it Marco was exiting the pool telling Fabian he must help chef finish preparing the food. Fabian put his arm around Jake "Come on, lets get some sun before people arrive.". Jake was in heaven, he had never been treated so kindly or affectionately like this before. He laid on the sunbed and blissfully closed his eyes and was asleep within minutes.

He woke to the sound of voices as two guests had arrived and realising he was naked he jumped in to the pool. The two men approached wearing nothing but baseball hats and sunglasses. One of the men had the same tattoo as Fabian and in the same place. As Jake looked up a quizzical look crossed his face. He heard a splash and Fabian swam up behind Jake, "Jake, this is Spencer and Jean-Paul.". They both said hello and Jake replied the courtesy but looked more intensely at Spencer.

"Jake... I know you from somewhere don't I?"
"Yes, you passed me on the embankment Thursday afternoon."
"Oh that's right, we did the double take after we passed each other, your even cuter naked."

Jake blushed and began to feel a little uneasy at such a strange occurrence. Fabian wrapped his arms around Jake's shoulder and neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He then looked over at Spencer and gave him a wink, it wasn't pure chance they passed each other but rather a well choreographed sequence. Making sure the cigar smoke wafted in to his path and make eye contact, all to keep Jake focused on Fabian. The two of them turned and headed to the Orangery, Jake noticed that Jean-Paul had the same tattoo but on his lower back. Curiosity was running through Jake's head.

"Fabian, how come they all have the same tattoo either on the front or back?"
"They all like the design and we are all a kind of family, enough questions sexy."

Fabian turned Jake around and looked him in the eye whilst gently caressing the side of his face. Jake was calm and collect and moved his arm around Fabian's body as their faced moved towards each other. Tenderly kissing his cheek Fabian moved his kissing closer to Jake's mouth, his heart was pounding as Fabian's lips touched his and began kissing his mouth. With each kiss their lips parted further and further until Jake felt Fabian's tongue slip in to his mouth. His eyes closed as he enjoyed the warmth of the kiss, the brushing of Fabian's beard against his face increased the sexual desire building in his body. The electricity between them held them locked in their kiss for what seemed an eternity. Fabian released the kiss, hugging Jake closer before releasing him and planting one more kiss "You are so sexy Jake.". Fabian disappeared under the water and swam to the shallow end where he exited the pool.

Marco appeared with Jake's trunks "Would you like to be decent." he said holding them up in the air swinging them around on his finger. Jake splashed water at Marco who laughed. He reached in and pulled Jake out of the pool and slapped his arse before kissing his neck "Naughty boy.". They both headed back to the Orangery holding hands. To say Jake was in heaven was an understatement, he kept looking at Marco's defined arm leading his hand that clasped his own. For a moment Jake felt as though the world had stopped as he enjoyed the closeness.

[studl1]

Nice coming together