It was the summer after my final year at college and I didn't know what I was going to do with myself. I was 21, good-looking and athletic – and gay. I had had some fleeting experiences in high school and a short term passionate affair with another student at my college. But I felt inexperienced and like I was going nowhere.

My parents were in Europe for the summer and I was at the cottage, loving the isolation and hating the loneliness. Our cottage was on a rocky point overlooking a lake that was largely uninhabited. Across from us was another cottage that had been owned by a family that never came up to the lake. It had been seemingly abandoned several years before and was in a sad state of disrepair, standing there like a lonely sentinel guarding the wilderness. At one time, it must have been a beautiful structure, not unlike our cottage with its wrap-around porch and large picture windows overlooking the point. My father hated the collapsing building and had threatened to tear it down himself, but it was an interesting conversation piece for visitors who came to see us.

But at the moment I'm describing in this story, I was alone on that lake and had been for a solid week. It was a hot and humid day and despite the bright sunshine if you were familiar with the area as I was, you could feel the storm brewing at the other end of the lake. I was sitting on the deck reading and contemplating my bleak future when I heard the sounds of a car arriving at the hulk next door. I looked over to see two dark-haired men pulling equipment out of a van. I went back to my daydreams, casting glances at the pair as they prepared to begin working on the old cottage.

My glances became more permanent and for at least an hour I watched them putting up ladders and carrying lumber and other supplies to the building. Finally, after a while, my curiosity got the better of me and I walked the 200 meters or so across the rocky shelf to have a good look.

One of the men was up a ladder, the other was nowhere to be seen. I could see that he was well-built, darkly-tanned and very smooth. He was busy pulling rotting shingles from the side of the building and seemed totally unaware that I was there. I looked up at him from the base of the ladder. He was wearing shorts and it was obvious that he wasn't wearing underwear because I could clearly see his large uncut cock and huge smooth ball sack peeking out from the right leg of his shorts.

"Hi," I said, flashing my brightest smile at him. He looked down at me, somewhat surprised, but smiled back, his teeth gleaming against the deep tan of his face.

"Hi!" he said back.

"Working on the cottage?" I said stupidly, continuing to stare up his leg.

"Uh huh!" he said and went back to his work. I continued to stand at the foot of the ladder looking up at that beautiful cock, feeling the stirring in my own member.

"Enjoying the view?" came a deep voice from beside me. The other man had suddenly appeared from around the corner of the building.

"I … I uh … I," I was stammering.

"Don't be embarrassed, I'm the one who tells him not to wear underwear because I like the view too," he smiled, even white teeth in a dark bronzed face, deep dimples on either side of his wide mouth and a cleft in his strong jaw. His deep brown eyes twinkled. He was shirtless and sweating, but his well-defined chest was covered in a luxurious coat of black hair that swirled around his pecs and tapered to a neat trail to his navel and below to hide beneath his low slung shorts.

"Danny, come down from there and meet our new neighbour," he called to the man on the ladder. Then leaning in close to me, he whispered "My brother is shy, and not too bright sometimes."

When Danny had placed his work boots firmly on the ground, he smiled at me and offered his callused hand. A firm shake. The smile was identical to his brother's, but his face was smoother. He too was shirtless and in contrast to his hirsute brother, Danny was smooth. He was taller than his brother, almost exactly my height, but square built, with perfectly cut pecs and beautiful round, dark brown nipples that I ached to touch. He raised his arms over his head in a stretch and revealed dark and surprisingly hairy armpits. He was standing close enough so that I could smell the sweet scent of his musk.

"I'm Mark, and you are. . ." the other said.

"Eric."

"Nice to meet you Eric," he said giving me not a handshake, but a hug. I was drawn into his sweaty body, feeling the coarse hair of his chest against mine, and my hands touched his smooth, muscled back. I could feel myself beginning to stir.

"Eric here was admiring your package," Mark said to his brother, who smiled without a hint of embarrassment. I must have turned deep red because Mark said "Hey, it's okay, everyone stares and Danny doesn't mind. In fact he's proud of his inheritance." Mark laughed and Danny's smile grew larger. He adjusted his shorts and I could detect a dark bit of skin peeking out from the left leg of the shorts. Another slight movement on his part and the tip of Danny's ball sack winked at me.

Mark put his arm around my shoulder and his right hand slipped over my crotch. He didn't say anything, but he smiled broadly. I was embarrassed, and getting horny. All I could think of was getting out of there.

"I live over there," I said pointing at my cottage just over some rocks and barely visible from that particular angle. "My folks are in Europe and I've got the place to myself."

"Great," said Mark, and he winked at me.

"Listen, if there's anything you guys need, come on over. And watch out for the storm that's coming." I pointed up the lake toward to horizon where there were clouds already forming.

"Doesn't look like a storm here," said Danny. It was the first time he had said really anything at all and he had a fabulous deep voice.

"I've spent all my summers here since I was a little kid, and I know the weather patterns. It'll take about 5 hours for that storm to reach us, but it's definitely on the way." The brothers both shrugged as if they didn't quite believe me.

"Well, I'll be getting back to my place and let you get on with your work. Glad to see someone's fixing up this old place."

We said our goodbyes and I sneaked one last look at Danny's crotch. His cock must have shrunk because there was no sign of it now.

As the day progress the sky became more ominous and the clouds began to build. By 3 in the afternoon, the day was hot and humid and the wind had picked up. And then, right on schedule, it began to pour – big buckets of rain dropping from the sky. I had moved inside and the place was fairly dark. I wondered what my new neighbours were doing.

Suddenly there was some loud knocking at the door. Through the window panes I could see Mark and Danny, looking like drowned rats standing on the deck.

"Come on in," I said, opening the door. "I could say I told you so, but I won't."

"I think you just did," said Mark, laughing.

"Well come in," I said.

"Don't want to get your place all wet," Mark said. "Maybe we should take off our things here."

"I'll get some towels," I offered and went off to the bathroom to get them.

When I got back, the boys were both pretty much naked. Both had their backs to me and I was admiring their beautiful sculpted asses. One was very hairy, covered in what looked like soft downy fur. The other, Danny's, was completely smooth. He was stooping over to remove his socks and I got a really great view of his smooth, clean hole. I could feel myself getting excited.

"Here's the towels," I said, and handed one to Mark as he turned around. He turned back quickly and started towelling his brother's back. I automatically, without thinking starting towelling his. I could feel them muscles under the towel and was just reaching down to his waist when he bent over to dry Danny's legs. I just started drying Mark's lovely furry ass. Without really stopping to think what I was doing, I knelt down and started drying his lower body.

Suddenly, he turned around and I was face to face with a huge dark, semi hard cock and a pair of golf-ball sized testicles. His foreskin was partially retracted and the piss hole was clearly visible. A clear drop had accumulated there. Again without thinking, I leaned forward and licked it off. Suddenly aware of what I had done, I stopped.

"Hey, that was great. Don't stop," he said. Danny was now facing me as well. There were now two extra-large cocks in my face, brown in colour, very thick with veins running down the length of them. I could smell their musk and I began salivating with the desire to eat those two sausages, one at a time or both together. Behind them were two large ball sacs, one smooth the other hairy, containing eggs that held a lot of promise.

"Like what you see?" Mark said with a laugh in his voice. "Wanna taste 'em?" I didn't need any more invitation than that and immediately took his wiener into my mouth while holding onto his brother's cock. With my tongue I manoeuvred Mark's foreskin and with my fingers, played with Danny's.

"I do love foreskin," I said with my mouth full. And move on to licking and tonguing both cocks which were hard and oozing copious amounts of pre-cum. At six-and-a-half inches in circumference, Danny's was fatter, but at 10 inches, Mark's was longer. (I measured them both later.) And their balls sacks, well, what can I say. I have never again feasted on such delicious eggs.

"Can we move out of this hallway?" Mark asked. I showed them into the living room with its huge picture window looking over the angry lake, their big cocks slapping noisily against their thighs. Mark took his brother hand and led him to the leather couch where without another word, Danny lay down over the arm with his beautiful smooth hard butt sticking up in the air.

"Any lube? I hate to enter him without something slippery - it's painful," Mark said. I literally ran to my bedroom where I kept a small store of KY and ran back. When I got to the living room, there was Mark between his brother's orbs, applying this tongue to Danny's pucker.

"How about taking off your shorts and showing us what you got?" Mark said. I undressed more quickly than ever, throwing my clothes in any direction. I've never been shy about my body. At 6 feet and 165 lbs, I'm thin, but well-defined, with light brown, soft hair around my pecs and a trail over a 6-pack. My cut 8 inches are usually more than enough to impress just about anyone I've ever been with, but in this case, I felt positively like a child.

Mark looked me over, smiled and took my cock in his hands, massaging and playing with my balls which are naturally smooth. He then applied some of the lube and said to me "Have a go," nodding at Danny's beautiful ass. I moved up to the edge of the couch and applied some lube to his pink bung hole, his ass as smooth as a billiard ball, and brown as the proverbial cherry. They'd obviously been sunbathing in his natural state because neither one of the brothers had tan lines.

Mark instructed his brother to turn over and he did. I took my cock and rubbed it against Danny's ass and he growled in appreciation, while I played with his huge cock. I then slowly entered him, moving unhurriedly deeper into that dark, warm, moist orifice while his brother moved his head and put his huge member into Danny's willing mouth.

I thought he wanted to take my place, but instead, Danny jumped up and before I knew it, Mark lay down over the edge of the couch with his legs in the air. "Come on, Eric," he said. "Give it to me."

"I thought you wanted your brother," I said.

"God no. With that cock, he'd rip me apart." So I lubed up Mark's hole and entered him while Danny came up behind me and started playing with my nipples and licking my back. He then got down and rimmed me, his tongue feeling like a velvet cloth inside my hole. Then he rubbed his huge dick against my wet ass and I could feel his precum wetting me further.

I was busy fucking Mark, feeling the warmth of his ass which wasn't as tight as his brother's, but was still a great fit. And then, Danny gave a huge grunt and let loose a flood of his man juice all over my back and ass just as Mark grunted and let loose his flood of jism all over his hairy chest.

"Your turn," he said. I began to pull out, but he said, "No, inside me."

And I let loose my white flood. When I finally pulled out, Danny leaned down and started licking out his brother's ass with my cum. Mark licked his brother's cum off my back and I licked Mark's cum off his hairy chest and then we collapsed into a sweaty heap on the floor of the livingroom. We kissed passionately and touched and generally got all hard once again.

"I think it will just about hold the 3 of us," I told them and we went off to the bathroom where we soaped up each other and soon got things going again.

My lonely life at the lake was looking up.