Aaron stroked his hand down Zak's back, basking in the forbidden afterglow. A soft knock came at the door, causing both men in the bed to pause. "I know you're both in there. Open the door," Nick whispered loudly from the other side.
Zak smiled and stood up, not even bothering to put on clothing as he opened the door for him. Nick smirked as he walked in the door, watching Zak walk naked back to the bed and curl around Aaron again.
Quickly Nick stripped and curled around the other side, running his hand through Zak's hair across the thinned frame of the man beneath them.
Smiling sleepily, Zak whispered, "I see neither of you could stay away."
Nick smiled back, pulling the blankets up over the trio. "I watched your naked ass all afternoon. The least I could do was sleep in the same bed with it."
Zak snorted, closing his eyes, as he nestled into Aaron's shoulder. "You're both comfortable being naked here."
Aaron ran his hands down both their backs, grabbing their asses. "Here we can touch."
Less than 12 hours later, they were back at the Rainbow Valley Nudist Society, naked, being led around by Jerry, who was also naked. Aaron silently wondered if the man even owned a pair of boxers. What about sunburns? Bugs? Those awkward moments when you get the random hardon? Oh my God… how did they go grocery shopping?
"Over the years, we've lost many people in these cabins. Some of their spirits are still around. But we also have something here that seems to enjoy picking on people, throwing things and people around, and it just feels…"
"Evil," Zak finished for him, looking back at Nick's camera, glancing down his body quickly before turning back.
Jerry nodded. "Yeah, I guess you could call it evil."
"So, Jerry, I have to ask this question," Zak smirked. "Are the spirits that are here naked too? Do they know the rules?"
He snorted. "That I don't know, Zak. You guys will have to let us know that if you get them on your camera."
Two interviews later, Aaron stopped caring about trying to hide his erection. Having Zak on camera in front of him, sending him occasional glances that made him want to throw the man down on one of the pool side chairs, then Nick beside him, within touching distance… He just couldn't take it and he didn't care who knew it. He was the man behind the camera, so his hard dick wasn't going to be in view. Now Zak's… speaking of not caring anymore. His cock was in full on need. Aaron's own body responded to the perceived need of his lover in front of him. But no, Zak was the one that got them into this mess. If it wasn't for Zak they would be at a nice normal lockdown with people wearing clothing. Not around naked men who come up and feel the need to put their hands on your shoulders or back when they talk to you. Oh no, no. Occasionally, Jerry would glance down Zak's body or over at Nick and Aaron and clear his throat a little uncomfortable. Aaron half expected him to ask them if they needed another towel and some lotion. He would gladly just take a bathroom, Nick and Zak, and about 20 minutes. That's all. Is that too much to ask?
Eventually, Jerry left them to do some paperwork in the office after the last interview in their ballroom to discuss with each other what else they might need, what parts of the resort needed to be sectioned off, and where to set up basecamp that night.
Alone in the cavernous, dark room, Aaron saw his chance and he took it. Reaching out to Nick, the younger man handed him his camera. Aaron set it down on the table next to them before turning back and grabbing Nick, pulling him in close. Softly, he pressed their lips together, running his hands down to the small of his back. Groaning into the kiss, Nick returned it in earnest, resting his own hands on Aaron's hips, bringing his body in as close as possible, trapping their hard cocks between them.
"Hey," Zak whined from behind them. Nick moaned into the kiss, opening his mouth to Aaron's probing tongue in response to Zak's interruption. Zak cocked a hip, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched his two lovers make out in front of him. "This isn't fair you know," he whispered harshly.
Aaron squeezed a hand in between their bodies, wrapping it around their cocks and stroking up slowly. Nick gasped into his mouth, making weak attempts at pushing him away, but Aaron wrapped his other arm possessively around his back, effectively keeping him in place, while his hand collected the discharged precum, using it as a very small amount of lube to ease the motion.
Zak pouted, but watched the show in front of him. His own cock throbbed against his stomach, a leaking mess against his neatly trimmed pubic hair. Surely Aaron or Nick would grab for him soon… He stepped closer just so he could be within reach when they did.
Nick stared deep into Aaron's eyes, moving his right hand in between them, covering Aaron's as his other wrapped tightly around his shoulders. Together their bodies moved, hips brushing with each movement, kisses exchanged between moans. Zak's head was spinning. He wanted to join in but he didn't know how. Instead, he dropped down to his knees beside them, placing a kiss at Nick's hip to get them to separate. Arm still wrapped around Aaron's shoulder, Nick pulled his lower half away, Aaron's hand remaining on his own cock. Greedily, Zak took his cock head between his lips, sucking hungrily. Nick fell into Aaron's chest, eyes never leaving the bobbing head at his hip. "Fuck, Zak," he groaned, wrapping a hand around the back of his head. "We don't have time for this." He quickly glanced towards the door that Jerry had disappeared through nearly 20 minutes ago now. The thought of anyone walking in at any moment to see Zak on his knees in front of them made his balls tighten.
Another, larger hand joined his behind Zak's head, guiding the lewd mouth along his shaft. Nick intertwined their fingers in the dark brown hair. Zak groaned as he felt the muscle flex in the back of Nick's right thigh. He knew that twitch. Aaron felt it too, guiding Nick's lips to his own, he stifled the loud moan as hot liquid gagged the man below him.
Aaron moaned deep into the kiss as he felt the swollen lips wrap around his own cock. Releasing it from his grasp, he took Zak's head in both his hands, tangling his fingers in his hair. Zak set his own rhythm, gagging slightly as he took him all the way down. Nick moved behind Aaron, supporting him as they stood. He could still feel the rapid heartbeat against his back as Nick's body recovered from his orgasm. Arms wrapped around his chest from behind, fingertips latched onto his nipples, tugging and pulling as he felt a smile against the skin of his neck. With a soft grunt, Aaron's body shuddered and Zak's head stilled.
Leaning against the body behind him for support, Aaron groaned, "Evil."
Nick snickered in his ear. "That always gets you to cum."
Zak stood up on wobbly legs and whined. His cock was nearly purple with need, a dribble of precum leaking down the side. Arms still wrapped around Aaron from behind, Nick smiled. "Looks like he wants a return favor."
Aaron grumbled, closing his eyes, enjoying the warmth against his back. "He's the reason we're here," he whispered harshly.
"He's also the reason why you just came," Nick whispered back, releasing the man in front of him. He pushed Zak against the table until he was sitting on it next to their cameras.
"Towel!" Aaron hissed.
Nick rolled his eyes and ignored him. Blue eyes looked at him, expectant and hopeful. All Zak needed was a touch, a hand somewhere in the vicinity of his cock and it would be over. "Do you want to cum?" Nick asked him.
Zak nodded. He didn't know why they liked to torture him like this. It really wasn't fair. Maybe one day he would tell them so.
"Lay back," Nick commanded and Zak laid down on the table, his head and shoulders hanging off the other side.
Aaron quickly grabbed the cameras, for fear that they would be in the cumshot line. How could they explain that?
Zak bit his fist to keep from screaming as Nick's hand wrapped deftly around his shaft, stroking in a slow, agonizing motion. His body writhed on the table, silently begging for faster, harder, inside, squeeze, something, anything! Just please!
"Dude, hurry up. Jerry's going to be back any moment," Aaron cautioned, watching Zak's body spasm on the table.
Nick sighed, "Fine. I guess I'll play with you more later." Three quick strokes and Zak's back arched nearly off the table, white spurts of cum landed on his chest as his body tensed and relaxed, melding into the wood. Smiling deviously, Nick leaned down, licking up the lines of cum before softly kissing the head of the shrinking cock.
Zak's chest heaved as he regained his composure on the table. Nick leaned over, kissing Aaron to share Zak's taste left on his tongue. "That wasn't nice," Zak groaned.
Nick and Aaron both snorted before grabbing their cameras and helping their fearless leader get to his wobbly feet. Lockdown was only a few hours away and they needed to get everything finished before they could haul in all of their equipment.
As Aaron was checking their battery packs, Jerry walked back into the ballroom. "Just checking in. Need anything from me?" he asked. His right eyebrow quirked at the naked men in front of him. Surely, he had noticed that none of them were hard anymore and that the room had a strange musky odor.
Zak's legs still wobbled slightly as he walked forward, hand extended. Wearily, Jerry took it. "Nope, I think we have all we need until tonight. We'll see you in about 6 hours. Thanks, Jerry."
Nick's hand lingered over Zak's ass as they were escorted off the compound, his fingers tracing down the crack. Zak yelped as the fingers pinched a cheek. Jerry turned and Nick's hand left him. "You ok?"
Zak blushed furiously. "Yeah… I just tripped… I'm good."
Jerry's eyebrow quirked again but turned around as he unlocked the gate. Aaron suspected that he was catching on. He pinched Nick's ass for pinching Zak's. Nick jumped, but he didn't make a sound, which slightly disappointed him. Back at the van, each man dressed quietly before sliding in. Nick hesitated before turning the ignition. "Are we really going to investigate this place tonight? I didn't feel a damn thing in there."
Zak snorted. "Yes, we are. And I think you felt something."
Nick turned the van on, doing a T-turn to go down the long driveway back to the main road to their hotel. "I didn't feel anything I couldn't feel at the hotel. Its easier to get laid there."
Aaron sat in the backseat pondering a question he had been thinking about since they got there. Zak turned around and smiled at him. "You ok?" he asked.
Aaron nodded, but stopped. "Why aren't we staying at Rainbow Valley?"
Nick laughed. "Do you really want to sleep on sheets you know someone else has been naked on?"
He hadn't thought about that. No… the only balls he wanted on his bedsheets where the three pairs that were in the van at the moment. No one else need apply. Speaking of balls… "Can we do a clothed lockdown? I really don't want to be wandering in the dark, naked."
Zak shook his head. "Naked lockdown."
Aaron cursed under his breath. Not only did he have to go through two days of naked interviews in the daylight where they couldn't really do anything anyways, but now they were going to be in complete darkness naked and they still weren't going to be able to do anything. This was some shit.
Nick yawned as he pulled into the parking lot of their hotel. "I want a nap."
Zak pouted and looked back at Aaron and up at Nick. Aaron rolled his eyes. Why the hell did the pout always work? "We can nap in the same bed." Zak was such a damn cuddler, like a friggin' starfish suctioned onto your side. Aaron hid a smile at the thought of Zak stuck to his side as he got up from the bed to take a piss. His heavy ass would slide down to the ground, but the image was hilarious.
Back in Nick's room, the men stripped to their boxers, climbing under the covers. Aaron was in the middle, as always as he slept on his back. Zak flung half his body over so he could be touching Nick. One of Nick's arms lay heavily across his chest over his nipples. Sleeping like this, Aaron always felt a little suffocated. Closing his eyes, wrapping an arm around each man on either side of him, he decided it was the best type of suffocation… as long as Zak's grasp didn't strangle him in his sleep.