“Ya know, we could really use some music!” Dan commented just as we were about to get into the full swing of things.

Kevin hopped out of the pool, dripping wet as he scampered up the steps to the porch, his ass cheeks bouncing and his thick prick noticeably engorged inside his thin little red g-string. We all chatted for a few moments until he came scurrying back out, carrying his desktop boom box and dragging a long yellow extension cord behind him. He seemed to also have something else in his hands. He set the stereo down on the bottom step leading up the porch and powered on the device. He cranked up the volume, and from the speakers blared the opening tune of Carly Simon’s ‘Nobody Does it Better’.

“Perfect.” I complimented Kevin on his choice of music, shooting the young buck a coy smile. Then, as he turned to strut down the sidewalk toward us, Kevin revealed what he was obscuring in his other hand – a fifth of tequila. He hopped back into the pool and offered up the bottle. We were all pretty much buzzing already from all the beer and wine coolers we’d had over the past hour, but a few shots of tequila were exactly what we needed to give us the courage to go on with our ‘performance’. Once we had all taken a couple of heavy gulps a piece, Kevin capped the bottle and tossed it to the side of the shallow inflatable pool.

“Where were we?” Kevin asked Dan, running his fingers down Dan’s smooth, well-developed chest. The two shared an eager smile then locked lips and resumed their heated make-out session.

I grabbed Charlie’s hand and brought it up to my own hard, cut chest. I knew he was a little nervous – this wasn’t exactly Charlie’s sort of behavior – so I figured he’d need a little prodding. I continued to keep one watchful eye on the pair of faces peering at us from the Johnson’s livingroom window as I coaxed Charlie into massaging my pecs and shoulders.

To my surprise, Charlie took my gentle urging and just ran with it. He forced his thick, strong fingers along my smooth, damp skin, grinding into my pecs, groping my abs and sides, up to my armpits and back down along my spine. He leaned in as he curled his arms around me to better reach my back and began snapping at the surface of my chest and lower neck with little nips of his lips. His motions were driving me wild and I realized that the tequila shots must be fast-acting for Charlie, because I had never known him to be this aggressive.

Soon, he was biting and sucking all over my upper torso. I was leaning back, resting my neck and shoulders against the soft, inflated edge of the side of pool while Charlie lurched between my legs. I felt my cock hardening inside my tight little blue speedo as his body rubbed around against me between my legs. Charlie must have noticed my little soldier rising to attention, because he reached down and placed his hand on my basket, cupping my balls and kneeding the top of my shaft with little circular motions of his thumb. I closed my eyes and began to move with him as he continued to pleasure my body with his lips and my cock with his fingers. I was running my hands up and around his back and shoulders, rubbing