putting one foot up on the chair stool beside Binggum’s leg, and then the other one, so that he was standing facing the sitting Binggum.

“I think we can all manage now, if we’d all like to be in the finale of this course,” said CJ. “If you go back down, Craig, I think you’ll be able to reach Binggum, and Binggum will be able to reach you as well.” I slowly dropped my trunk back down, and, sure enough, there was Binggum’s cock just about perfectly positioned for my mouth. I slid my mouth down over his stiff rod just as if I was sheathing him with a condom, and I felt that he, indeed, was able to do the same for me. As I felt CJ stiffing in preparation for shooting his wad into me, I snaked one hand around Binggum’s cock and dove for his balls with the other one to bring him to climax sometime close to CJ. Binggum came just a fraction of a second before CJ let loose his first load. I didn’t come then, but after CJ carried me into the lounge and gently settled me down in the couch and he’d returned to let Binggum free, Binggum had run into the lounge and knelt before me, buried his face into my crotch, and covered my body with caresses and tiny scratchings and probings until I had come in three big spurts as well.

He then pulled me up from the couch and out onto the patio and pulled me down behind him into the pool. He then turned to me, and I let his hands and lips wander all over me, as if I was some sort of new toy, while we drifted in the water and up against the side of the pool. At length, he lifted me out of the water and up in a sitting position on the side of the pool and gently gave me head until I was hardening again. All the time his hands were wandering around my chest and down my back. He lifted his lips from my dick and looked into my eyes with a questioning gaze. He then took the palm of his hand and placed it on my chest, and he hardly had to apply any pressure at all for me to lie back, pillowing my head on one of my arms. I scooted my butt out over the lip of the pool and brought both of my knees up so I was open to him. With a contented sigh, Binggum began to tongue my asshole. It must have closed back up nicely after the exercise CJ had given it, because Binggum was clucking and slurping with obvious pleasure. His tongue seemed longer and thinner than CJ’s—more like a cock than CJ’s actually—and his fingers were thinner and more sensitive and experienced than CJ’s had been. So, the experience, helped by the slowly moving water and the play of the lights on the pool, was quite pleasant.

When I felt open enough, I pushed my legs back in the water, sat up, and entered the water between Binggum and the wall. Taking his mouth into a kiss, I laced my hands around his butt cheeks and pulled him to me. Our hardened cocks chafed each other between our bellies. I walked him back to the shallow end of the pool and pushed him down into a seated position on the wide step at the shallow end, His legs were extended out in front of him and