Hank's also quick to recover

"That's very good, Ms. Walker," Billy Royce said as Sally cleaned off Veevee and Hank's mingled juices.

"Sally, please," she insisted, stroking him through the towel. "I imagine we'll all be on a first name basis by the time this is done." She whisked the towel away, revealing Billy's Golden Bough, clean and proudly erect, standing up from his shaved midriff and surrounded by sexually suggestive tattoos.

"Nice recovery time!" Veevee said. "I'd say you're in Jim's league, Billy." She grinned. "I'd be happy to go again, but I think I'd rather watch. Who wants to make it with a rock star?"

"I am good to go," Billy assured them. He laughed. "I'll take any of you on. All of you!"

This drew a laugh from the group. Sandy Wise joined in, though the young woman blushed and covered her mouth with her hand.

Hank finished toweling himself off and wiping under his foreskin. "You know, Billy," Hank said. "I'm up again, too."

"Mr. Menard, sir!" Billy said. "You surely are." Billy gave a deep nod toward Hank. The older man had recovered a second erection in record time. While not as big as Billy's Golden Bough, it was both long and thick. "Am I bringing you up?" Billy asked.

"You are," Hank said. "You up to taking me on?" he asked, waving his cock up and down.

Billy tilted his head. "That sounds like a dare, sir, that I must take, for the sake of my honor as a sex god."

Sally burst out with a cackle of laughter. Veevee chuckled along.

"So how do you want me, Hank?" Billy asked. He ran his hands through his long dark hair.

"If it's a dare, then that makes me the challenger," Hank said. "I want your ass. You choose the position."

"I saw you looking at my butt cheeks," Billy said. "I'm thinking I better bend over and give you the best view."

They set up on Jim and Sally's bed and laid down a fresh towel. Preparing Billy turned out to be a team effort. Billy joked with Sandy Wise as he crouched on all fours. Veevee put on gloves and applied several disposable lube shooters up Billy's ass and round his back door until she could work three fingers in without trouble. Hank smiled as he watched his wife work. He cupped Billy's heavy balls, giving them a squeeze once in a while to keep him hard. Such a thick cock root, Hank thought. Billy Royce did have a remarkable package. Might be a little tricky if Billy wanted to be on top for anal, though since Jim and Veevee could regularly take Hank up the butt, they could probably take Billy. Partway, at least.

"I think he's ready," Veevee said. She leaned back. "Let me hit you up too, Hank." Veevee added a dollop of cool, thick lube to the head of Hank's cock, adding slickness to the smooth latex. She ran a bead of lube up the shaft to the base. "There you are, honey."

"Let me have it, Hank," Billy said.

As Hank pressed forward, Billy bore down and opened up, showing his familiarity receiving penetration. Billy's low, sexy voice shifted from a sigh to a growl as Hank's thick cock slid up his ass. "Grrrrrrrr-ah, fuck!-Yeah-Arrrrrrrrrr! Fuck, fuck, garrrrrrrrrrhh!" When Hank bottomed out, his dark golden pubic hair tickling Billy's ass, Billy let his head drop down loose with a sigh. "Damn, Hank, you hang quite the rod," Billy said.

"Not like you, Billy," Hank said. "I'd say you met the dare. One stroke to the bottom."

"Heh. Heh," Billy said. "Gonna be walking funny tomorrow."

"You get used to it!" Veevee called.

"Uh-huh," Billy said. "Might have to just take your word." His breaths came fast and deep, not quite panting.

Sandy, Sally, and Veevee clustered at the foot of the bed, watching from behind Hank. Hank's heavy balls, cupped in their ruddy crinkled skin, nestled above Billy's heavier balls in his pale-skinned, hairless ball sack. Billy's big cock stuck out below, long, hard, and thick.

Billy asked, "How's it feel?"

Hank said, "Hot and tight. Fucking wonderful."

"Heh, heh, hoped so." Billy said. "Stay where you're at right now. How's the view?"

"Damn pretty," Hank said, squeezing Billy's buttocks. They had a soft roundness to them that drew Hank's eye. Thousands of photographs sought the perfect angle on the back of Billy's tight pants or soft-beaten jeans, often worn low and showing off an inch of ass crack.

"You're a good guest, Hank," Billy said. His cock root twitched and his erection bounced.

"Oh, squeeze me!" Hank said. "Damn, that's good."

"Heh, heh, gotta keep up my rep," Billy said. "You can start moving, Hank."

Hank cupped Billy's buttocks in his hand, enjoying the smooth softness over his muscles, and started thrusting.

"Oh yeah," Billy said. "Go for it, Hank, you think you can get it?"

"Stop me if it's too much," Hank said. "Here goes."

Hank picked up the speed and depth of his thrusts. Billy let out a low, loud growl with each thrust. Billy's cock bounced with Hank's thrusts and drooled clear fluid from the tip.

"Damn you're so good," Hank said. "Fuck, Billy!"

"Arrgh, Arrr, Garrgh, Arrr!" Billy growled.

There was a tapping at the cabin door. Jim noticed, light-footed it over to the door, checked the peephole to see his son Peter and Sandy's big sister Peggy. Jim released the bolt and let them in, securing the door behind them.

Just in time.

Peggy and Peter watched open-mouthed as Hank knelt nude behind the crouched figure of Billy Royce, long-haired, tattooed rocker. Hank gripped Billy's buttocks and thrust fast and hard, seeking his climax. Billy's prodigious erection bounced up and down under his body, and Billy growled with Hank's thrusts.

"Is that really B...Billy Royce?" Peggy whispered to Peter.

Her sister's boyfriend replied, simply, "Yes."

"God he's huge," Peggy said. "No wonder he's bottoming. Who would he top for?"

"AHHHHHH!" Hank cried out. His toes curled, each big toe snapping back and forth against the second toe with a dull snap of skin on skin. Billy's growl rose to meet Hank's climactic cry. But only Hank had found his release. Hank eased back, pulling another growl from Billy as Hank's cock head popped out of Billy's ass. The tip of Hank's condom was swollen and white with Hank's load.

"Arrhhhhhhh," Billy said, his growl softening into a sigh. "Now that was some fuck," he said. "Damn, Hank."

Hank laughed. The older man was giddy from his exertions as much as the orgasm. "That was some fuck, Billy," Hank said. He shook his head. "Guess I better join my wife in the cheering section."

"You did me good twice, Hank," Billy said. "You earned it."

Billy flopped down on his back on the towel, his big erection extending well past his navel.

"Give me a moment, folks," Billy said. "Even sex gods need a little break."

Sally brought Billy a cup of water and Veevee gently wiped down the pre-cum from Billy's penis.

Billy said, "Thank you, Sally. You too, Veevee." He looked round the room. "Who's next?" He waved his heavy erection back and forth.