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The Cabana Boys’ meet ‘The Foundation’
-1- ’New York - New York’
The cute little caramel colored bulldog was having the time of her life again, running and playing in the park. As usual, she had her boyfriend Kenzo running with her, roaming free over the big piece of grass that was counted as a playground for well behaved dogs, and the two dogs were sniffing the wet grass and all those interesting smells the new day brought.
It was a chilly Saturday in New York City, the Central Park was busy as usual, even in the morning, it was already full of tourists.
Dylan was just lazily walking along, watching his Olde English Bulldog and the French Bulldog Kenzo play and making new friends. Benny had just turned four years old, Kenzo was five, both full of joy and vitality and everybody wanted to pet them, so it seemed.
It was the Fashion Week, so New York was bursting at the seams, full of all the good-looking male models and beautiful girls that were booked for one or two of the big shows. 
Dylan watched as two young men knelt down to cuddle the dogs, and as Benny licked their hands and gave them sloppy kisses, Dylan heard a voice, next to him. His husband, Dr. Ian Austin, had joined them.
"Hey, do you know that some very important people pet our little couple?"
" HUH? " Dylan jumped a little in surprise, Ian had walked over so silently that he seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
" Uhm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you" his husband said, planting a kiss on Dylan’s cheek.
"I said: Some very important people pet our little couple, they are all crazy about those dogs!"
Dylan didn’t seem to recognize the two men, but took his chance to make new friends, and called the dogs back, hoping the men would follow them
He raised his voice just a little " BENNY! HERE, BABYGIRL! KENZO, HEEERREE!”
Anyone could see that Benny was well trained. She heard her young master's voice immediately, and her head moved in the direction of the command. Then, as any English Bulldog does, she took her time to think about the order, silently communicating with her friend Kenzo.
"BENNY, HEEERRE!"
The strangers next to the dogs chuckled, and so did Dylan’s companion.
"BENNNNNYYY!" Dylan was a little disappointed, but he made no comment on this little flaw in his training, as he walked over to Benny and Kenzo and put them on their leashes.
Benny was still busy, graciously permitting her flock of fans to give her all the love she deserved, but, as anyone could see, her grumpy old Daddy was not willing to let the little flaw slip so easily.
The two men had, by now, realized who had called the dogs, and Ian and Dylan found themselves to be the center of attention. The taller man, a good-looking blond, showered Dylan with compliments for having such a cute and well-behaved dog, while giving him yearning glances. 
Something gave Dr. Ian the feeling that the young men had not meet them by accident. He addressed the blond: ”I think I know you.... You are Callum Masters, the model!”
Dylan heard the man chuckle, and his companion beamed: ”You’re right. With this big loaf of blond cuteness you cannot stay undetected!”
It was clear that this was just friendly banter, and he chuckled as he blurted out: "You’re no blot on the landscape, either!"
The man Ian had identified as Callum Masters, the model, smiled at his friend. The younger man was slightly shorter and a little less muscled, but still looked hot, and in their sporty designer outfits they looked like a million Dollars. The younger introduced himself: ”Joey, my name’s just Joey!” 
‘Just Joey’ maybe wanted to appear like the fanboy to the famous model, but it was Dylan who now smiled: ”Oh yes, Joseph Alexander Hamilton 3. ‘Just Joey’ sounds cute, though!”
"Boy, you’re not only cute, but smart as well!" Joey blushed furiously as he hastily added:
"Cute butt, that's what Callum’s favorite art director would have said. They are all quite straightforward in the modeling business.... " Joey still tried to save face after his faux pas, but the other three men laughed heartily, and Callum giggled: ”Foot in mouth: Inserted! Well done, Honey!”
"Uhm ok, thanks" Dylan replied to Joey’s remark as he gave the two men a quick glance.
"I’m Dylan!" As Dylan held out his fist to give a bump, Ian smiled broadly: ”And my name is Ian!”
"It's really cool we met" Joey bent down and gave Benny's back a caressing stroke, while Callum petted Kenzo.
Kenzo and Benny just pushed against their new friends legs and evidently asked for more cuddling.
Dylan headed for the east side exit of Central Park, the Pond to his left, planning to leave the park near 5th Avenue. He wanted to follow the busy street the few yards south, home to their apartment in “The Saucer”, one of the most significant new landmarks of New York.
He did not even fully realize that the men they had just met were walking casually by their side, and Benny looked up to Dylan, then to the men, and then back to Dylan. She evidently wanted to know if the new companions were coming home with them, maybe for a little snack. Snacks were always on Benny’s mind.
The men followed Benny's questioning looks and Callum smiled: "We seem to have to walk the same way. We stay at the Plaza.”
Ian, always polite, offered a little refreshment. He knew Dylan liked to meet new friends, and the both of them loved hosting interesting personalities.
The two new friends seemed to be impressed as a doorman held the huge glass door open for the four men and the two dogs, greeting them in a friendly manner.
Dylan thanked him, but added: ”Charlie, is the public restroom in sixth working again?”
The doorman gave an answer to the query Dylan had asked, they exchanged some more words, and as Ian had already walked ahead to the elevator, the two men just stood there, not really knowing what to think.
Soon Dylan ended his little impromptu conference, and joined the new friends to walk over to Ian, who had already opened the elevator.
Joey giggled impishly: ”Now that I've heard you talk about the plumbing in the restroom in the sixth floor, and you block the elevator, lemme guess: You guys own the building.... or work here as maintenance men!”
He looked up as Ian broke into a fit of giggles, and Dylan smiled back: ”Ignore him, he’s silly!”
Ian pressed the button for 109. Their visitors looked impressed, but made no mention of it. Only Dylan spoke up: ”Why 109, love?” and Ian answered: ”Kenzo invited Benny to lunch at the Millers”
The express elevator stopped, Kenzo and Benny already impatiently waiting by the door, and on the first slight opening they slipped out and ran off – clearly eager for lunch.
Dylan pressed 108, and their guests realized their hosts also resided high above New York.
This time the doors of the elevator opened fully, and Callum and Joey saw it opened right into a spacious living room. The upper apartments evidently had private elevators.
Inevitably, the first impulse of the guests was to walk over to one of the huge windows, then out on to the huge enclosed balcony. The view was breathtaking.
They now were in the round saucer part of the building, which made it possible to walk around, look at Central Park right at their feet, as well as down 5th Avenue to the Rockefeller Building, and The Empire State Building, then further south, and the buildings of the Financial District could be seen.
”You guys want some coffee or tea?” Ian asked casually.
He saw Joey lean over to see even more, with Callum embracing him from behind, and he saw the signs. Callum seemed to rub his crotch into his boyfriends cute round ass.
Their guests were busy watching the attractions of New York, while Dylan slowly, silently, approached Ian, his naked feet making no sound.
He whispered into his husbands ear: ”So, what do you think of them?” He gave his husband a quick peck on the cheek as he giggled: ”I switched on the whirlpool!”
Ian decided to go with the flow. His cute sexy husband and him had shared a few men, and even a couple or two, and knew a little adventure together would spice up their sex-life.
Callum, it seemed evident, was already more than willing as Joey leaned over the glass partition that separated the balcony from a deep, deep abyss. 
More than one visitor had experienced just what Joey and Callum now felt: A deep feeling being alive, standing only an inch away from certain death.
”Hey guys, it’s getting cold! Let’s hit the whirlpool!” Ian suggested. “No trunks needed” he chuckled, as Callum slowly let go of Joey and turned around. The model’s dick was tenting his shorts, clearly indicating that Callum was more than eager and ready to move the party to a more intimate setting.
Callum took Joey's hand and they walked in, leaving the balcony.
Dylan knew what many new friends had experienced: The luxurious apartment had intimidated most of them. His new friend Joey might feel the same, so he simply embraced him and whispered into his ear:
“Don't you dare to freak out and run, buddy. I want to show you soo much more!”
Callum heard Ian chuckle as he added: “Don’t be nervous. You are here, with us, and we will make you feel at home in a blink of an eye!”
The warm body of his boyfriend Callum, pressed into his back, and the feeling of his very aroused cock, rubbing right at his ass crack, made Joey moan. He would certainly not fold and run, he would show the boys who seemed to own the building his own tower of power.
He moved slowly, teasingly slowly, and their two hosts now saw the mighty bulge in Joey’s tight designer shorts in all it's glory for the first time. The boy had used his best tricks, and with a quick move of his hand had allowed his cock to spring out of the confinement of his tight jockstrap. Now it was no longer hidden, now it did not sleep, now it was no longer confined , now the hard ramrod was clearly on display, seemingly waiting to invade and conquer.
He smiled as he fully turned around. The jockstrap he always wore when in public had formed a nice, promising bulge, that much was certain before, but now the hosts Ian and Dylan gasped as they realized what a fat tube their new friend was carrying around. Standing next to Joey, Callum simply did the same, and his cock also formed a hefty tent.
Dylan couldn't help himself. He knelt down in front of Callum, his hands on his muscular legs, staring at the thick tube of warm, pulsing flesh inside the model`s trousers. He swallowed hard, several times, much to the amusement of Callum, as if his mouth was watering, thinking of swallowing the massive rod.
Joey chuckled: “Come on, help yourself, girls!” as he teased their sexy hosts.
He knew they all had wanted to see each others naked for the better part of an hour now.
Dylan did not need any more prompting, and since he was already on his knees, he had no qualms about pushing down Callum's jockstrap. The huge cock pushed out all ready, and Callum lost much of his well rehearsed coolness as Dylan showed his skills and engulfed the fat cock down to it’s root.
Ian meanwhile knelt behind Callum, pushing down his shorts fully to take a good look at the spectacular ass in front of him. Nice and round, muscled and tight, Ian could not help but lean in and rim the model's ass crack, making his new friend moan out loudly. 
“Fuck me with your tongue! Work it in, make me moan and grunt in lust! Come on, I wanna feel you go in deep!” Callum did not think as he used porn language to encourage his new friends to give it to him down and dirty. Dylan seemed to suck his brains out, right through his dickhead, expertly giving the blond model and former porn-star one of the best blowjobs of his life.
The blond boy's hands were on his sucker's head, guiding him, holding him down on his dick to be able to control his urge to cum, then letting him move freely, giving in to his instincts, driven by pure horniness, to feel the heat rise again.
Dylan knew how to edge a man, knew what to do to drive Callum insane, and the model’s attempts to control his pace were just little hints for the impish cocksucker to follow on his way to give Callum one of the best blowjobs ever.
Callum felt he would cum any minute, but his new friends were a good team and used to picking up strangers to play with them like this, to drive them crazy before fucking them, making them cum like never before.
Callum was certainly no virgin, but he had never felt hornier in his young life. His overloaded brain could not decide if he wanted to fuck a tight ass or feel a thick cock in his own tight love tunnel, if he wanted to get sucked dry or rather feel a salty sweet load on his own tongue.
Joey had lost his shirt and now only wore his already pushed down shorts, his dick sticking out, dripping with precum. Only Dylan was still fully dressed.
Dylan, sucking Callum's huge cock like a pro, held on tightly to the model’s strong, muscular legs, while the groaning young man held his head and fucked his face. Callum looked down at the kneeling hotty, looked down over his back to the round bubble-butt Dylan's jeans formed perfectly, and he knew he needed to fuck that ass as soon as possible.
Much to his surprise, he felt Ian's dick first. The man had rimmed Callum's ass like no one before, and in the heat of the blowjob Callum had lost track of Ian.
He had watched his own boyfriend Joey undress, slowly, without thinking, giving him a stripshow while he had been pleasured by two hot guys. To watch his own boyfriend’s hot body get naked to join in was almost too much, almost made him cum, but a new feeling changed everything.
It was a tip of a fat dick, touching Callum’s ass.
Ian’s cock was already opening the model’s ass before Callum could even react, and he realized he had been set up.
The two hosts evidently had played that game before, and as Callum grunted out loud, feeling Ian's dick slide in like a red hot poker, Dylan used his tight throat to milk the muscled blond boy's dick.
They worked their guest over without asking him. The model was overwhelmed with pure lust, moaning and groaning and screaming out how good he was being fucked. The feeling did not even change as Dylan let Callum's dick go and turned around. Joey was now kissing his lover, his dick near enough to be sucked by Dylan, pleasured just like the boy had pleasured Callum.
Joey’s hands were on his new friend's shoulder, making sure the sexy host never missed a beat and sucked his dick in deep.
Callum meanwhile had sunk down to his knees, Ian following him in a fluid motion. While the model got fucked hard, he had felt the urge to join in sucking his own lovers dick, alternate on it with Dylan. The two sexy suckers briefly held the fat cock between their lips, kissing while licking it together, before Dylan pulled back to let Callum take his lover’s dick down his throat.
Spit-roasted like that, being speared by two experienced fuckers, Callum now gave in hungrily, accepted the pure sex, and soon each of the boys did shoot a huge load.
Dylan jerked his own dick, watching the unfolding scene. In front of his eyes all three men, engaged in a classical porn-scene, did the classic porn cum-shots.
As if they played for invisible cameras, Joey was coating Callum's full lips and spread his cum over his boyfriend’s face, while Ian had pulled out of the tight ass he had been fucking, now covering the deep tanned skin of the model's ass and back with a load of pure hot white creamy sperm.
Callum now stood up and the other two knelt, Dylan quickly walking over to join him in a deep kiss. The two of them were now sucked briefly, Dylan by Ian, Callum by Joey, lover to lover the way it was supposed to be.
As they now came, it was their turn to cover their friend’s faces with a coat of fresh seed.
No one could see them, so they stripped of the last pieces of clothing, getting naked to take a quick rinse under the spray of an outside shower head, before Ian invited them to hop into the hot tub whirlpool. Dylan was first, and Ian helped Joey to climb in, not without a tongue in cheek.
Dylan’s dick was still hard and drooling, and when Joey sat down in the new friend’s lap, giggling madly, feeling strong arms leading him, he also felt that fat cock press against his tight assring.
Round two of their hot little orgy was about to begin.
When Ian and Callum came back from the kitchen, carrying some tall glasses full of cool drinks, they saw Joey bouncing on Dylan's cock, riding him for all he was worth.
Ian, walking around the whirlpool, gave the boy he loved a quick peck on the cheek, and ran the tip of his own dick over Dylan’s shoulder, just to show how hard he was again. Callum did the same on Dylan’s other side, and soon the boy turned his head from left to right and back, licking two bulbous dickheads, catching a drop of precum here and there, licking it off.
Meanwhile Joey rode Dylan’s fat cock, and the young boy moaned as his tight sphincter massaged Dylan's rock hard penis, using his powerful legs to pump himself up and down on the hot rod that very soon would fill him with a hot load.
Callum now also had climbed into the hot tub. His lover Joey had turned around, now riding Dylan face to face, exchanging kisses and both sucking Ian’s dick.
Standing behind his lover, watching Joey’s back while he rode Dylan's dick, Callum jerked his own hard-on and waited for the perfect moment. Callum knew what he wanted, and Joey was ready, able and willing to deliver.
However, Joey’s eyes flew open in surprise and he grunted loudly ,his mouth gagging on Ian’s dick, as he felt the second dick slide into his tight ass, his lover’s next to Dylan’s.
Callum had shoved his dick into Joey’s tunnel without mercy, and while Joey wanted to push the two boys off in sudden shock, he heard Dylan's voice break, clearly showing how much he liked doing a doublefuck, feeling a dick next to his own, opening an assring like never before.
Dylan's cock felt like it would burst any time soon, feeling thicker and bigger inside the narrow love-tunnel he now shared with another dick. He had never felt anything like this before, and he just hoped those hot boys would be real close friends from now on.
As he came, he made the two other boys shoot as well. Ian coated Joey’s chest, shooting all over his pecs, while Callum filled Joey’s ass with a second load of cum, mixing with Dylan’s huge load of sperm.
As they climbed out of the hot tub, Joey's ass felt empty as the two thick dicks slipped out. He could not resist though and suckled Callum's thick cock clean of the remaining cum coating it.
The four lovers again took a quick shower to wash off the oily lotions Ian had poured into the hot tub. What he had hoped for had became reality, a steaming fuckfest in the tub. The exotic oil had worked perfectly to grease up dicks and asses before the tight penetration.
Dylan led them into one of the bedrooms, and as Callum and Joey sat down on the huge king-size bed, Ian walked in with the drinks.
“Listen, guys! A toast!“
Joey just giggled: ”To tight asses and fat dicks?”
All four of the new friends laughed openly now, feeling relaxed and satisfied, just enjoying their newfound friendship.
Ian raised his glass and spoke up: ”To friendship!” and the other three boys raised their own glasses and repeated after him: ”To friendship!”
Joey impishly added: ”And to tight asses and fat dicks!” before he bent down and kissed Dylan’s dickhead and said: “And to new cocks to play with!”
Callum moaned as Dylan now bent over too and licked his dickhead. Soon his dick started to get fully hard again. He had no idea that the friends had decided to spice up the Coca-Cola with some ground up Viagra, and since they hadn't eaten, the sugar, caffeine and Viagra mix had instant results.
Dylan sucked his cock again, while Ian kissed Callum's full lips and Joey worked the muscular model's nipples. Callum stood no chance, his brain gave in to the combined efforts of his three companions.
He moaned as his dick was expertly worshiped. The two hosts were fascinated by the extra big dick, long enough to be serviced by two hungry tongues at once, and hard enough to fuck all three of them, first one, then the other, and last but not least, Callum’s own lover, Joey.
While Callum and the two New Yorker had fucked like rabbits, hard and fast, he made slow sensual love to his boyfriend Joey.
After this third cum shot, Callum snuggled into the embrace of his buddies, oblivious to the time, his lust crazed brain overloaded and his body now simply shutting down.
The sun was already down as Dylan woke up. The entangled mass of bodies suddenly felt wrong, and he realized they had slept much longer than planned.
While his brain slowly started to work again, he tottered over to the kitchen to prepare one of his infamous brews, a double espresso with hot milk, rounded up with a big spoon of sugar, his ‘Gentleman’s Red Bull’.
Over the noise of grinding beans he heard footsteps, naked feet on cool tiles. He turned around to see Callum, now looking worried, holding his phone in his hand. He evidently had just heard some
alarming news, as he blurted out unceremoniously:
”Professor Brent Spiner, where is he? We need to find him as soon as possible!”