Nice

“Well I can’t say I’m not excited about this line up,” Nicole exclaimed. Sarah whistled after.

“Yeah, a line up of man meat isn’t something I’ll complain about,” Miranda said emphatically while blushing.

The girls all continued gazing up and down the lines at us, maintaining a short distance. This scene of exhibitionism was arousing enough to keep my cock stiff and solid in Nicole’s placement.

Then Tom spoke up “okay very nice and PC. But you must see some things you like more than other things. Or maybe some things have a…bit more to behold compared to others?” He purposely pushed his bulge forward. Sarah smiled and approached him glancing down at the bulge before reaching her hands out. Tom smiled and closed his eyes while leaning his head back slightly. Cocky bastard, but it seemed to be working for him.

Until Sarah grabbed at his shoulders and whirled him around.

“Tut tut!” she chided. “Full inspection means back sides too. Quit being cheeky and…well show us your cheeks!”

A little relieved, Matt and I followed suit and turned around. It felt odd having them stare at us with our backs to them. Tom grumbled a little frustrated. But then hiked his speedo up further and slapped his rear end “there’s plenty of me to enjoy.”

The girls continued giggling and whispering behind us.

I thought this might be a little better to manage, when suddenly I felt several caresses across my arse. My eyes widened but I did my best not to jump.

“Hey! What about me!” Tom yelled again startling me. Peering over my shoulder I found the sources of caresses and saw all three gals had gathered behind me.

“Okay okay! Turn back around! It’s time to get back to the game,” Nicole said hurriedly as the girls stepped back and removed their hands.

“That’s it?!” Tom growled.

Nicole rolled her eyes “the rules and we were all very clear we wanted to feast our eyes on you boys in speedos. You are not owed whatever extra gross dream version of that situation you envisioned.”

“Plus we’ve got to get back to the game!” Sarah said delighted as she clinked the bottle to the ground.

Before the group finished gathering, Miranda hurriedly whispered to you “you look good in that, but is it….uncomfortable?”

You turned red as you and her sat down. You replied “it’s er…a little snug?” Hopefully that gives the right impression.

“Oh. Well it might be good to check on your circulation down there later.” Her hand ran slightly up your thigh before you were both shaken from the conversation.

The bottle was spinning.