Climb in

Charlie smiled when i opened the curtain and climbed inside.

"I was afraid that was too much for you," he said, now sounding nervous. "Years ago, when i was in the Navy, my friend and i used to make love. We started off sharing a hooker one night on shore leave, and by the time we were finished, the hooker was masterbating in the corner while i fucked him in the ass. She ended up not charging us, and from then on we didn't bother hiring a hooker."

He suddenly seems completely different than he had earlier.

"I loved him," he said. "I even considered leaving Sandy for him. But I love her too. And back then, two guys...it just didnt work that way. So we both got married and we kept hooking up on "fishing trips" for years. After he died, about ten years ago, i thought i was done with men. Then i walked in on you two having sex."

He stepped towards you, water running down his chest, and ran his hands over your shoulders and down your body.

"I should have been mad, but you had your back to me and that ass of yours was looking so good bouncing up and down..." Charlie said, his cock starting to swell. "So i stood in the darkness and jerked off."

He leaned in and started kissing you again. His hands gripped your ass and pulled you towards him. Your hard cocks rubbed against each other.