Every summer without fail, my two best friends, both fiery redheads like me, make the trip to our favorite nude gay beach. Weâve been doing this since we were in our early twenties, and itâs become the highlight of our year.
The moment we hit the sand we strip completely naked. The sun warms our pale skin while the breeze teases our cocks. It never takes long before weâre all hard, three matching shafts standing stiff and leaking. We find our usual secluded spot behind the dunes, drop to our knees in a tight circle, and get to work.
I take Lievâs thick cock first, stretching my lips around the head and sliding down until my nose is buried in his red pubes. He groans and grips my hair while I suck him deep. Beside us, Connor leans over and wraps his mouth around my own throbbing dick, bobbing wet and eager. Liev reaches for Connorâs cock at the same time, completing the circle.
We stay like that for hours. Swapping positions, deepthroating each other until we gag, trading spit and precum. When one of us gets close we pull off just long enough to aim the load onto a tongue or across a freckled face, then dive right back in to lick it clean. Cum gets shared, swallowed, smeared on chests and thighs. By the end of the day our lips are swollen, our cocks are spent, and the three of us are sticky, laughing, and already looking forward to next summer.
Iâm the quiet one of the three. Back home I wear a wedding ring, coach my kidâs soccer team, and smile through barbecues with the neighbors. My wife thinks the annual âguysâ fishing tripâ is just beer and bad jokes. She has no idea that the moment I step onto that nude beach I drop the straight act completely and spend seven days on my knees for the two men who know the real me. During this week, Iâm a total fag.
Liev runs a successful construction company. Heâs married to a sweet blonde who posts family photos every weekend. At work heâs the loud, confident boss who never lets anyone see him soft. But every summer he texts the same coded message; âbeach week starts Monday.â By the time we hit the sand his wedding band is in his pocket and his thick redhead cock is already hard, ready for Connor and me to take turns swallowing it. Completely engulfed in his faggotry.Â
Connor is the golden boy. He teaches high-school history, coaches the debate team, and goes to church with his wife every Sunday. Everyone thinks heâs the perfect straight guy. Only Liev and I know that the second the three of us are alone behind the dunes he becomes the dirtiest of us all. He begging to choke on both our cocks at once, moaning like a fag slut while we face-fuck him until his freckled face is painted white.
For fifty-one weeks a year we live the lives everyone expects. For one week we belong only to each other: three redheaded best friends and now fully fagged out, who canât get enough of sucking and fucking each otherâs cocks under the sun.
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