The Big One

Chapter 22 - Howie Bangs

"Swimming, yes. But leave your shorts here with the towels." Anderson came towards me.

I slid off the tight shorts and got appreciative gasps from the guys in the cabana.

"I made him wear those. You guys are welcome," Anderson laughed.

I looked down to see my cock was half fluffed from having him in my lap. There wasn't much point in covering up, so I just raised my hands and did a slow spin while shaking my butt. That brought more happy comments from the group.

"You are going to get eaten alive in that pool. We'll have to keep you between us to fend them off." Evan got beside me and hooked his right arm around my left one.

We went out to the pool which had filled in with a younger and louder crowd. The sun was going down and the drinks were flowing. They'd added a second bartender who was moving frantically to get drinks out.

We got in the pool and went to a shady spot in the corner where we wouldn't be hit by the last blinding rays sweeping in from behind the pool. There were guys of all ages and ethnicities, but the largest group was Chinese guys around Anderson's age.

Anderson hung on to one side of me while Evan took the other. Anderson eyed the crowd, but Evan had his eyes fixed on me.

"You must hit the gym every day." Evan rubbed a hand over my pecs while his chest pressed against my left bicep. "So hot."

"Almost, I take rest days though." I put my arm around Anderson's waist, but he was looking at the crowd.

"I think I know that guy." Anderson raised his head up like a meerkat as he peered at some guy across the pool.

I tried to look where he was pointing, but the crowd was thick.

"Oh shit, yeah! That's Howie Bangs! That's him!" Anderson got suddenly excited.

"Howie Bangs? Where?" Evan poked up his head and rested his chin on my shoulder.

"Howie Bangs sounds like a drag name... like 'How He Bangs.' Get it?" I laughed, but they ignored me.

"Well that's just his stage name. Remember when I told you I had like 10 CamFans subscriptions before I met you? He was one of my favorites." Anderson put his hand on my back and suddenly noticed Evan was all over me.

"He's one of the best independent porn stars. He is always coming up with crazy stuff. Just when you get tired of watching him fuck some guy, he throws in something new. He's so good." Evan lipped at my ear while checking the guy out.

"I'll bring him over." Anderson used my shoulder to launch himself into a perfect swim-stroke and shot across the pool. He was on a mission.

"I guess that leaves us to play." Evan rubbed his hand right down the middle of my stomach and then cupped my package.

"Did I just get dumped for a porn star? Is he at least hung?" I laughed.

"He's ok. It's more about what he does. He likes to dominate and humiliate the guy. He usually gets a bigger muscle guy. Like you, but not as hot. Sometimes he goes for twinks though... and sometimes daddies... one time he had this Buddhist monk guy, but it was probably a costume." Evan rubbed my bulge and it started to awaken at his touch.

I should have stopped him. But at that point, Anderson had made it over to Howie and pushed a guy out of the way to get next to him. I was too focused on that to push Evan away.

"He's coming over!" I turned to Evan as Anderson and Howie swam towards us. I didn't want to look like I was concerned.

"Ezra! You're jealous! Of Howie? Please. You're twice his size and this cock is definitely bigger, and Anderson is so into you. He's just a little starstruck. You look like my collie when he sees me petting another dog." Evan kissed my cheek and stroked my tent.