all time…he tell me three time one day o.k. for small man too! That make me hard to think about…”

“So Randy, you liked your first taste of uncut meat?”

“Sweet, man…sweet, and Pierre gives an incredible blow job…sure knows what it takes to give a guy a happy prick!”

“Told ya, didn’t I?”

“Yeah…guess you did – nothin’ like findin’ out for yourself, though…right?”

“You got it! I’ll be back in a few minutes…gotta get out of this suit…Pierre, you sure do look hot just wearing that apron!”

“I hot for cooking over stove…maybe I use fan to not be so hot…”

“You dumb English deficient little fuck…you’re ‘hot’ because you’re almost naked, not because you’re cookin’! Sheesh…you gotta get a life and learn English!” Rod headed for his room to change, shaking his head and chuckling.

Zeb had shed his shirt, but was still wearing his 501s. He came up behind Pierre, reached under his arms to tweak his nipples then put him in a bear hug. The smaller man’s hairless back felt incredibly good against his own smooth torso. “Whatcha cookin’ man? Smells great and I’m starved…and you feel SOOOOO good…don’t know which I want more, what’s on the stove or what’s in my arms!”

“It nice surprise…I make special for happy day…you now make nipples ‘little’ when you pinch…deek get hard for you pinch, too!”

Zeb’s arms were crossed over Pierre’s chest, and he continued to tease his erect nipples with his finger tips. “Grrrrr! I need something now…what’ve you got for an appetizer?”

“I make no appetizer…must wait one hour, then food done!”

Zeb slid his left hand down Pierre’s nicely furred, firm stomach and under the edge of the apron, cupped and rolled his fur covered balls, then wrapped his fist around Pierre’s now rigid four inch pole…giving him several gentle strokes. “I might just have to have some of this for an appetizer then…!”

“I cook now…no time for…oh, oh – you make deek feel good, like almost com!”

“You said it’d be an hour, right?”

“Oui, bot…”

“Bot nothin’…!” Zeb whipped off Pierre’s apron, spun him around, dropped to his knees, and took his short tool to the hilt in one smooth move. “Mmmmmm!”

“Oh, Zeb…you sock so good! Sheet! You do like Rhondee and Meestar Rod…ohhhh, so nice!”

Zeb continued his phallic attack – slowing almost to a stop several times as he sensed Pierre’s approach to climax…extending both their pleasure for as long as Pierre could endure. Pierre offered no resistance, moaning and muttering in French as Zeb’s skilled stimulation continued!

“I theenk now I com…oh, oh…ah, ah, ow…I com…ooohhhhhhhhh!” For the second time that day, Pierre’s dick exploded in multiple spurts of jizm…filling Zeb’s mouth to overflowing as he had Randy’s.

Zeb waited for the last surge, let Pierre’s flagging phallus slip from his lips as he swallowed, and picked the apron off the floor to wipe his chin. “Man, I didn’t think a guy could cum that much…specially the second time in one day!