Billy Royce

Hank looked inside to see a lean, well-muscled back. Whoever it was had long, dark hair, and tattoos along his arms that Hank couldn't quite make out from his spot. His eyes lowered to the man's ass, which in Hank's mind, was a vision of masculine perfection. Nice and tight but with just the right amount of extra flesh to hang on to. Hank noticed Veevee has spotted him. She didn't say anything, but gave a subtle grin to show Hank she recognized his presence. Her hands reached around to grab that ass Hank had been admiring, giving both cheeks a good squeeze, then spread them, giving Hank a teasing flash of the man's asshole.

Veevee popped his dick out of her mouth.

"Mm, baby got back and front," Veevee teased, giving her partner's sizable erection a long lick. "I like that in my men." She brought one hand off his ass to cup his balls, where Hank could see there were big and full. "You haven't had a lot of time away from touring to get release lover?"

Touring? Hank wondered.

"No," the younger man replied. "Guy in the music business warned me awhile ago that having sex with every groupie that throws themselves at you is never a good idea. So I've tried to be more careful about who I spend time with."

"What made you accept my offer for some fun?" Veevee asked.

"Because you didn't approach me as Billy Royce, rock star. You approached me as a woman showing interest to a regular guy. I appreciated that. Plus, from how honest you were, I knew I could trust you..and honestly I've always had a thing for sexy, older women."

Billy Royce! Now Hank knew where he recognized the guy. His daughter Lil loved the man's music! She had a poster of him up in her bedroom!

"I appreciate that, Billy." She gave his cock another long lick. "You know my husband will be coming in shortly. Now I told you it was okay. We're swingers and you won't get in any trouble. You believe me?"

"Yes, Veevee. I do," Billy gasped as Veevee gently massaged his balls.

"Good, because when he shows up, you're going to fuck me raw for my, yours, and his pleasure. You okay with that? Nobody will know. No scandal will get out. We pride ourselves on our discretion," she assured him, then kissed the head of his cock, taking it a bit of between her lips before popping it back out.

"I trust you," Billy said, convinced.

"Good," Hank said, making his presence known. "because we take the welfare of those we invite into our circle seriously."

Billy jumped in surprise, and Veevee shot Hank a bit of a cross look. "Hon, you didn't have to scare him."

"I really didn't mean to," Hank said apologetically. "Pleasure to meet you, Billy," Hank said, extending a hand. "Our daughter's a huge fan."

Billy composed himself quickly, clearly having experienced more surprises than sudden voices. He turned to face Hank, returning the handshake. Hank could see how Lil, and Veevee, could become attracted to the young man. He had boyish features that rather than making him look childish, gave him a natural look to charm and put people at ease. Plus behind those eyes Hank could see a wisdom and confidence born of experience. Hell, Hank was finding himself a little entranced by the young man himself.

"Thank you, sir," Billy said.

Hank had seen that sidelong, seductive look in one of the pictures up on Lil's wall. Or maybe he was imagining it.

"None of that sir nonsense," Hank scolded gently. "It's Hank, and you consider yourself a friend. Anybody we bring into our little world is. Now if my wife's face is any indication, I'd say she's ready for you to give her that ravaging. Let me get that door." Hank put the privacy bolt on the cabin door and moved over to sit on the nearby chair.

"I'm all yours, stud," Veevee declared to Billy. "How do you want me?"