"You know? What could you know?" Daren fairly screeched out in frustration.

"I know this was the night that Ted was going to make love to you. I know that you'd agreed to let Ted fuck you."

"Oh, God," Daren cried out with a sob. And it was just as if he were a balloon that had been popped. He just collapsed, spent, against me, held firmly in my lap. I took advantage of his collapse to move a hand down to cup his basket. I had my chin on his shoulder and was making soothing clucking sounds in his ear. He was like a thoroughbred race horse I was working to break, all atremble and ready to break away from me at a moment's notice, but calming, losing his will to fight me.

"Oh, God, oh, God," he was sobbing.

"I know how hard this decision was in coming, Daren," I whispered. "I know how keyed up you were this evening in anticipation of something you've thought about long and hard. Ted's not able to be here, though. And he won't be here for several months to come. It will be months before he can come to you. Don't lose the moment. I can be your Ted. Let me be your Ted."

"Oh, God, oh, God," was all Daren could say. But his whimpering changed to strangled moaning as I traced the growing thickness of his young cock through the material of the Speedo. And he lifted his hips for me when I pulled his suit off of him and down his legs.

I settled him back into my lap, having pushed my cock down to where it ran under him and served as a platform for the underside of his own cock when he had settled in my lap. I wrapped a hand around both of the cocks and squeezed and pulled at them. His moaning and sighing increased in response. My other hand was exploring all of the creases and curves of his torso. I spent a long time preparing him and arousing him, and his trembling slowly decreased. When I felt his hand on top of mine as it was wrapped around our cocks, I turned my face to his, and this time his lips met mine half way and opened to my deep, exploring kiss.

At length, I stood up in the tub, bringing him with me and turned him on his back on the tiles outside the tub. I lowered my mouth to his engorged cock and sucked him off. He came quickly, excited at the strangeness of the male blow job, although I could tell in his responses that he'd probably been sucked off by a girlfriend or two before.

I spread his legs and went for his sweet, puckered hole with my tongue then. He was emitting little yip, yip sounds and groaning heavily. I was reasonably sure no girlfriend had done this for him before. While I was gently, but fully, eating out his tender and luscious ass, I was opening a small bag that had been lying beside the wine bottle and took out a small bottle of KY and a condom packet. I managed to get the bottle open and the condom rolled onto my cock without losing purchase on his hole with my tongue. And then he rolled his nicely rounded butt cheeks around the rim of the hot tub and arched his back and gave appreciative little gruntings while