Senior Moment

Senior MomentI’m 60, recently divorced and horny just about all ofthe time. It rained today; the tale end of HurricaneIvan passed over the Cape. I needed to get out of theconverted cottage in Eastham where I’ve lived for thepast year. I retired, left Boston and my selfish k**safter the divorce. IThe cottage, some small savings,my car and my pension are all that survived thenastiness. I drove the short distance over to theocean and parked just beyond a now-closed restaurantwhere the surf was easily visible. Another car,empty, was parked at the far end of the rather smalllot.The rain beat on the side of the car and thewindshield and the noise was something to hear. Theocean was magnificent in its fury with gray green waveafter wave crashing and white foam spewing up intothe air. My hand strayed to my crotch and I beganstroking my 7″ uncut cock in rhythm with the wipers.I loosened my belt, unzipped my genes and pulled itout. It’s thickness filled my hand, the looseforeskin rolled easily back and I gently beganmassaging the fat, dark red mushroom head. My otherhand worked my chest. This had been just about myonly sex in the last year. I had had two briefaffairs with women my age after the divorce but whenthey mentioned the “M” word, I went, no ran in theother direction. I was in no hurry and this was myfirst time doing anything in a public place. Icontinued stroking for several minutes when somethingmoving at the edge of my vision caught my attention.There was a slight rise to the left of the car and itwas covered by some rather thick scrub pine. I movedslightly so that I could adjust and then see out ofthe side mirror. I wanted to know if the movement waswind, a person or perhaps a coyote or other wilda****l. I continued working my cock.A moment or two later a yellow slicker covered headpeeped through and then down through the bushes. Itwas the face of a k** or young guy. At this point, Idid not know if I should quit or continue. Somethingin me responded to the challenge and I slid my pantsdown and pulled my T shirt up to my neck. For allintents and purposes, I was now naked. I’m 5’8″ tall,weigh 165 lbs, and I work out frequently. I shavemy head and I don’t look all that bad; but, I am 60.I have a good, but not great body with moderatelyhairy pecs, abs and ass. I could see the eyes of thevoyeur following my every movement. Without thinkingtoo much about it, I pressed the window switch andsaid, “Get in this car.” The head ducked, and then afew moments later it appeared again. I continued,”Come on, get in, the rain’s coming through the openwindow and it’s warm in here.””I’m not queer.” was the quiet response.”neither am I; let’s talk about it.”With that, he climbed down, walked around and got in.He had to be close to 6′ tall, dark haired, and lookedto be in good shape. He looked me in the eyes andsmiled, blushed, and said his name was Mike. I toldhim that mine was Bill. I had not stopped strokingthrough any of this. Mike’s eyes went to my slowmoving hand.”Take off your rain gear.” I told him. He had on athin shirt, and underneath the yellow rubber treatedpants he wore a pair of thin gym shorts. They weretented. I reached over, took his hand and put it onmy cock and held it there. Mike did not struggle topull away and soon picked up my rhythm, or that of thewiper blades. I sighed and then moaned. Mike lookedat my face and then back at my cock. Turning sidewayson the seat, pushing one leg behind his back andplacing the other over his lap so that it pressed hisboy cock against his belly, I reached over and pulledhis face to mine and stuck my tongue in his mouth; orI tried to. He resisted, “No, I said I’m not gay.””How old are you?,” “18.” he answered.”I just got divorced, I’m horny and I’m lonely. Soare you. This is man to man.” I pulled his headagain into mine and this time his lips parted. Soonhe began sucking on my tongue. After a few moments ofthis, I let my tongue wander over to his ears; firstone and then the other. I played with the hair on theback of his neck and then pushed his head down so thathis mouth met my hairy nipple.”Suck it Mike, lick it like it belonged to yourgirlfriend.””Don’t have one, never have. Never been withanyone.” he moaned.Pre-cum was now oozing freely from my slit and Mike,lifting his head, looked at his hand.”Taste it!” I sort of growled and he did. I kissedhim again for several moments; reaching into his warmmouth with as much tongue as I could produce. Gentlythen, I took his head and began pushing it slowly tomy crotch. “Kiss my cock, baby, kiss my cock” Iwhispered.Very slowly, Mike did just that. “Now the shaft.” Hefollowed my directions. Some time later and I don’tknow how long, I lifted his head back to my throbbingmushroom and almost in a begging voice, I whispered,”Suck it all.” Mike began slowly and then workedfaster and faster and swallowed more and more of me.He began fucking his 8″ thick boy cock against theinside of my calf as he leaned over me with one kneeon the floor and the other pressed hard into the seat.I can’t remember ever feeling this excited. I hadhad a few blow jobs from a guy, the resident dormcock-sucker in college and later from two or threewomen. Nothing I had ever experienced compared tothis. I could not hold off any longer….”AGHHhhhhh AGHHHhhhhhhhhh AAAHhhghhhhhh!” I think Iwas screaming. Mike’s cock exploded against my legand I felt the heat of his juice streaming down myleg. He swallowed mine and continued nursing like ababy. I finally pulled his face to mine and tasted meon his lips. I held him close as the heat and passionof our kissing slowly subsided into something muchmore gentle and affectionate.”Come home with me, please?” I whispered again in hisear.With tears in his eyes he answered, almost sobbing,”I’m not gay, I’m not.””Come home with me; even if all we do is talk. Youshould not be alone.” Mike nodded, and I pointed tothe other car… “Yours?””No, I live near here.”I chuckled, “Hope whoever it belongs to is still downon the beach. Let’s go.”I’ve not written anything in a few years. If you wantto know what happened later, let me know…Mike began to pull up and then down his clothes thathad been rearranged during our frantic sex. Isuggested that it was’t necessary as my place was noteven a mile from where we were parked; it dawned on methat Mike and I were neighbors. He did not look atme; instead, he staired straight ahead into the rain.I asked where he was staying and he told me it was athis great aunt’s. On taking a closer look at him, Idoubted that he was only 18 and asked about it. Hetold me that he was so nervous and that he had meantto say he was over 18, not 18. Not that I cared, butI asked how much older and he responded. “24”. Hell,that was the same age as my youngest daughter. With awry smile, I then asked if he had forgotten to tell meanything else and asked if he indeed had been avirgin. Mike nodded in the affirmative and thenhesitated.By then we were entering my garage and allconversation was on hold.I led him into the great room which was kitchen,dining and living space. When I had become sole ownera year ago, I had renovated the place; doing as muchof the work as I could myself. I had been aninstructor of design at the junior college level andhad some talent. It was really quite hansom,masculine, with deep reds and navy contrasted againstwhite walls and lots of natural wood. The furnishingswere minimal, the windows large, and I had left a fireburning in the glass-front stove. The view was acrossthe salt marsh and the ocean in all its fury could beseen at some distance. Mike seemed to reactpositively to the place; he finally turned to me andsaid something about it being quite wonderful. Ireally did not care about that at this point, I wantedhis body again, but thought that I had best go slowly.I offered him some wine and we sat on the hearth rug,feeling the heat warm our semi-naked bodies.After several minutes I took the initiative onceagain. “What were you going to tell me?” I asked.Mike was mute. In my best parent/teacher voice Iurged, “Come on, boy – out with it!” It can’t be thatbad.”In a quiet voice he began, “I’m on leave from St.John’s Seminary; I have a decision to make aboutjoining the priesthood.” I guess my mouth sort ofhung open. “Shocked you I guess?” This time Inodded. “Given the recent problems here in the Bostonarea,” Mike went on, “I don’t want to heap any moreproblems onto the church. I’ve been having thoughts,dreams about being with a guy for years. I guess I’mno longer dreaming about it.” There was some sadnessin his voice and also some sense of relief. Heexplained that his grandmother and her sister hadraised him and that it had been their desire and histhat he be a priest. Mike had been an “unfortunateaccident” when his mother was 16 and his father was17. I remembered then my daughter talking about Mikein general terms over the years; he was someone thatshe knew. He paused after giving a bit more of familyhistory, and looking straight into my eyes, he wenton. “I guess I know now that even if I’m not gay, Isure as hell liked what we did.” This time Mikesmiled a bit and once again blushed. Damn, that was aturn on.Without another thought, I reached over and drew himto me. I began kissing his sweet face. My tonguewent everywhere. I traced his eyebrows, the tip ofhis nose and then I outlined his mouth with my tongue.Mike began to breathe more rapidly and his arms wentaround my body. I then began working on his ears. Asoft moan escaped and I could feel hard boy cockpressed against hard man cock, my cock. Our lips metonce again and we began exchanging tongue. Halfsitting, half reclined, we were not comfortable.”Let’s go to bed.” I urged and standing, pulled Miketo his feet.”If I do this, there is no turning back, is there?” hehalf asked and he half stated.”No, not for either one of us I guess.” was all Icould say. I was dealing inside with my own questionsor issues regarding sex or more accurately this time,making love with another man. Once again, Mike cameinto my arms; his body shivered and there was onequiet sob and then he whispered, “Make love to me,”I did not feel any guilt, there was no hesitation. Itook him to my bedroom. I undressed him. There waslittle to remove, only a thin, worn T shirt, a pair ofvery worn but clean jockey briefs, a pair of runningshorts and torn nikes. His body was thin and Iwondered if he had been eating enough. I would feedhim later and get him some decent clothes I thought.That thought was very brief. Mike’s hands went to myclothes and he undressed me as I had undressed him.Both of our cocks were stiff, standing at attention.I pulled him against my hairy chest and his arms wentaround me and then his hands were on my bare ass. Iliked the feeling of them as he began kneading myflesh. Still standing, he began a slow, delicatepumping of his boy tool against my belly. I likedthat, too.I turned us so that his back was to my big, soft bedand leaning into him, I half forced him down onto hisback. I extended my body the length of his andplacing the soles of my feet against the tops of his,I began a slow, steady fucking rhythm of cock to cock,cock to belly. Pre-cum oozed from both. My mouthonce again found his and my tongue probed, pushed in,going deeper and deeper. I had never taken a guy’sass but figured it would not be any different thanpussy. I began a slow kissing down the length ofMike’s body. I sucked and licked boy tit and it wasGOOD! I worked his hair trail with my tongue downlower and lower, slowly teasing. I brushed the tip ofhis cock with my tongue. I hesitated at first, butthen all doubts fled my mind. It seemed to be themost natural thing in the world. My mouth took hishead into it as if it was acting on its own accord.The taste was sweet, the smell of boy was better thanany women I had ever experienced. Mike was moaning:his body was vibrating: his cock was pushing up intomy mouth. In less than a minute I felt it spasm, cumshot from it and his hands grabbed my head as heforced himself deeper into my throat and my mouth. Ilet him do it. This was a primal urge; the boy wasbecoming a man. A low, gutteral sound came from deepwithin the man c***d still underneath part of my body.I swallowed his cum. I continued slowly caressinghis cock with my mouth and my hands went back to hischest, stroking, rubbing. Mike reached down and drewmy face to his. Looking into my eyes, he whispered,”I think I love you.” We kissed for a very long time,each taking pleasure in the other.That “love” word scared me and I made no immediateresponse. I did not want or need that kind ofresponsibility. Instead, I continued slowly strokingMike’s beautiful body and let my tongue explore hisface, ears and that soft spot at the base of histhroat. It was now about 4:00 in the afternoon, thesky had cleared and the late afternoon sun was playingacross the golden salt hay of the marsh. Clouds weremoving swiftly; the sky was magnificent. I called hisattention to what was in front of us. He told me thathe would rather look at me. Damn, I was flattered andmaybe falling in love myself. Again, my hands playedwith his chest and the few thin hairs that werecentered between his brown nipples. It was not longbefore I could feel him hard again, pulsing against mygut. I drew back and looked him in the eyes, “Mike, Iwant you, I want you to stay with me; but if you do, Iintend to take your virgin ass.””Do it now!” and with that he pulled me over on top ofhim. I rested on my elbows.”I want you to think about it; I want you to be sure.”I myself needed the time too. I pushed up from thebed. “I’ll get us something to eat; I need someenergy.” I said as lightly as I could manage.Mike got out of my bed and came around to me, huggedme and began to dress. “I need to go back to myaunt’s cottage and get my stuff if I’m going to stay.”I’ll be back in an hour.” I smiled and bowed fromthe waist; Mike laughed and left. I went to thekitchen and began to assemble a fish chowder. In thelast year I had become quite adept at cooking andcleaning. After the chowder was on the stove, I madethe bed up fresh and clean. I waited for Mike’sreturn. After almost an hour and a half, I had justabout given up and felt that he was a no-show. I thenhead his footsteps softly tread across the deck andthe slider opened. He was a bit breathless, With alook of guilt, he mumbled, “I’m sorry, it took melonger to pack than I thought it would.” I lookedagain and there was this beautiful young man with alarge back-pack that looked as though it was full ofbooks, a computer carrier and a Macy’s shopping bagfull of clothes standing in my kitchen. “Where do Iput this?” he asked. It dawned on me that he thoughtmy invitation was for him to move in. Good God, Ithought, What have I started.I told him to take whatever space he needed for hisbooks and computer up in the loft where I did my ownoccasional work and I carried the bag of clothes intothe bedroom. Hell, winter was coming on and thecompany would be good. My neighbor and friend Tonywould be going to Florida in three more weeks and Iwould be alone on the Point. I knew that Mike wasfinishing his PhD in ancient languages at Harvard andhad been working on it at the same time he was inclasses at the seminary; he had been and would bebusy. This is one of the few things we had had timeto talk about. He had until April to submit hisdissertation.By the time I was back in the kitchen Mike had comedown and he was setting the table. At least, I wouldnot have to wait on him. Mike took advantage atseveral moments to bump into me, to touch me, to makeme feel him near. I finally laughed out loud, “Damnit, boy! If you keep this up, we’ll never get to eat.Stop it!” He caught my laughter and said somethingabout not needing food; that he could live on my pureprotein.” I thought to myself that for a non-gay, hesure had a way of telling me what he wanted. I pushedhim over to the table and down into a chair. “Youmind your manners, k**, or I’ll have to punish you.””Is that a promise?” he asked. For one who had seemedso shy and backwards not more than 4 hours ago; hesure had done an about face. Immediately uponfinishing the meal, he grabbed my hand and yanked metowards the bedroom. “Come on, sweet old man, makegood on your words.” The room was filled with thesoft glow of the sun set as it reflected off of thedistant water. I thought it fitting.In just seconds we were again naked and lying on oursides, arms and legs interlaced, mouth to mouth andcock to cock. Mike managed to stumble over thefollowing, “I wasn’t late because I was packing; I wasreading on the net about what you are going to do tome. I got myself ready.” His face was dark, almostred. I had no idea what he was talking about. “Whatdid you do? I questioned. “I rigged up an enema, theweb site explained that it was the polite thing to do,to clean yourself out. I used a shampoo bottle with apointed nozzle!” he said with a soft chuckle. All ofthis made my cock go limp. “Yuk” was my silentreaction. “I didn’t mean to upset you; I’m sorry!”Mike said with obvious upset in his voice. Verynervous in spite of his forced bravado, he was on theverge of tears I thought.”Awww Mike, I want you so bad; I don’t know as muchabout this as you do.” And I again reached for him,drew him close and gently kissed his eyes and then therest of his face. He shivered with nervous excitementand I could feel him begin to relax. “Don’t worry,whatever happens happens and neither of us should haveany fear or embarrassment, OK?” He sucked my tonguedeep into his mouth and I think he moaned “OK”. Istarted moving south on his body, following the trailI had established a few hours before. This time, mymouth and tongue explored his pecs, his nipples andthen his pits. I kissed his arms and then his handsand fingers; sucking each one. Mike’e breath wasrapid and his cock was bouncing, dripping. It wouldbe nice to be that young again, I thought to myself inadmiration. I Moved back over him so that we wereface to face. “You do want this, Mike?” I saidsoftly.”Yessss,” he hissed and with that opened his legsraised them and clamped them over my back pushing mehard against him. I separated myself from him andsaid, “Lie still. boy, lie still.” I moved him to thefoot of the bed so that his torso was even with theedge and I reached for a tube of KY that had been withme since I had left my wife. It had made jerking offeasier. I stood and Mike watched me as I lubricatedmy hard-as-hell cock. His eyes widened; I don’t thinkthat he realized how big it was. I’m not huge Ishould say. It’s just about 7″ long, uncut with aloose foreskin, and I think as cocks go, quite thick.”Pull your legs up and back!” my voice just a whisper.I then knelt and bent over; I wanted to see that boycunt. Without much thought, I put my face close; Mikesmelled so good, clean. Acting almost on its own, mytongue reached out and probed the wrinkled pink flesh.Mike gasped, and then moaned as I began probing himwith the tip of my curled tongue. My wife had likedthis so I knew he would. I reached up and stroked hiscock with one hand and with the other I pulled gentlyon his full sac. He was bigger than I was; he had tobe an inch or more longer and just as thick and hisorbs were larger, too. They began to draw up so Iknew he was once again close to climax so I stopped.I stood. I placed my throbbing cock head against hisass ring. “Relax, baby, relax, let me in.” I pushedgently at first and then harder. Mike had excellentmuscle control; he was an athlete. He did as he wastold and I felt my cock pass into his hot, tightcanal. I nearly ejaculated then. I had to stop,stand still. In just moments, I began pushing deeperinto Mike. He moaned and I began to pull out.”No, NO, you’re not hurting me. It feels so damngood!” he almost cried out.In just seconds my balls were against his ass and Icould feel his mashed against my abs. The sensationwas like nothing I had ever experienced. It was muchhotter, tighter, far more intense than women cunt.His ass seemed to surround, clutch at every part of mycock, my being. Mike began to move on me. I began toslowly and deeply fuck myself into him. I reached,grabbed his ankles and used my hands on his legs togive me more leverage. Mike began to bounce himselfup and off the bed; at times I thought I would losethat contact that felt like fire. I needed this; damnI needed this! I leaned further into him to preventseparation. I drove in harder. The air was filledwith sounds, crude words, guttural moans, sighs, yelpsand love words. Intensity was building quickly, Iknew I would not last much longer.”FFFFUUUUCKKKK MMMEEEEeeeee” my lover screamed. Withthat, he began to cum all over himself. The clampingdown and throbbing of his release sent me over theedge and I jammed myself into him as deep as I couldgo and held onto him as I spent pulse after pulse ofcum into his ass. I think I screamed myself; I’m notsure. In another minute, maybe more or less, Icollapsed onto my Mike. His cum cemented me to himand my mouth went to his as though drawn by a magnet.His hands slapped gently on my back as he spent thelast spurts of boy juice between us. I pushed up onmy elbows so that I could see his face. He wasglowing.”Did you enjoy that?” I muttered into his ear.He grinned, his boy smile lighted up his face evenmore.”You know I did, sweet old man!.”Thanks for the positive feedback. If you are nearBoston, let me know. :))))))”Did you enjoy that?” I muttered into his ear.He grinned, his boy smile lighted up his face evenmore.”You know I did, sweet old man!.”I then went to the bath, cleaned myself off quicklyand returned with a hot, wet towel to do the same toMike. As I did, he purred – cat like. His beautifulboy cock was once again hard. I bathed him gently.”I can’t compete with that!” I said, half laughing.”We’ll see. I may be able to do something aboutthat,” and once again took me into his mouth. In justseconds, I was standing tall. “See, MAGIC!” heexclaimed. In just the few hours we had beentogether I had seen in him a charming but somewhatc***d-like sense of humor emerge. He must be Celtic,Scottish or Irish I thought. I am a Scott.”Aye, Laddie, see what you have done to the b**stie!”I answered.Before I knew what was happening, I was flat on myback and Mike was sitting astride me with my cockresting between his ass cheeks. He began a slow backand forth slide. I tried to pump myself up into him;needing increased contact. “No, let me do it my way!”was all Mike said. He kept pressure on me so that mymovement was restricted. The sensations building wereintense and I began to moan. Mike asked, “You likethat, Dad?”My cock went flat. I don’t know what the word “Dad”did, but I was dead. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Mikewhispered, tears in his eyes once again. “I won’t sayit again.”I grabbed his face and pulled him to me. With my lipsagainst his ears I choked out the words, “Call mewhatever you want, baby, whatever. All I know rightnow is that you are the best thing that’s happened tome in years.” He kissed me once, and then Mike freedhimself from my hands and slid so that his mouth onceagain was on my swelling cock. I could not resist.With boyish excitement, he almost yelled, “Lie still,lie still, Dad!” I did as I was asked to do.Reaching for the KY, he climbed on top of me and usinga hand full of lube, he soon had both of us wellcovered; we were all covered. Muttering, “guess alittle bit of that goes a long way;” he raised his assup and with one swift move, impaled himself on mycock.”AHAGAGHHGHHhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I almost ejaculated atthat instant.Mike began a very slow and steady fucking of himselfon me. I reached for his cock and he grabbed myhands, forcing them back above my head, and with aside to side shaking of his, indicated that I shouldnot touch. I think by this time we were both grinningfrom ear to ear. I know my boy was. I concentratedfor a moment or two and was able to bring myself backfrom the edge; I wanted this to last. Mike began toquicken his pace and shorten his strokes. My bodyreacted to the tightening and release of those wellcontrolled muscles. Damn, he had some moves on him.I was finally able to answer his strokes with thrustsof my own; meeting him in an ever increasing frenzy.”I’m going to cum, I’M GOING TO CUMMMMmmmm!” and myhead began tossing from side to side, I had lost allself-control. With that, Mike began to cover me withhis boy juice. His cum shot over my chest and face andmine went deep into his ass. We continued climaxingtogether for what seemed ages. Mike finally loweredhis face to mine and softly caressed me with his sweetlips.”Thanks Dad! I think I like this, I like it verymuch,” he whispered just before his tongue went intomy ear. We stayed like that for quite some time Ithink.The next thing I remember was waking to the smell ofcoffee and the faint sound of someone using akeyboard. It took a minute or two before my foggymind remembered everything that had happened the daybefore. My cock was now hard and just a bit sore. Iwondered what this day would bring. I headed for thedouble shower and on the way past the mirror, noticedthe dry, somewhat white evidence left by last nightspassion that was still evident in the hair on my pecs.”You dirty old man.” I chuckled. I was not in theshower more than a minute or two before Mike joinedme.”I’ve been able to write a lot this morning. I’vebeen waiting for you. I didn’t want to wake you up.You need your rest, old man.” He laughed out loud andtook my soapy cock in his well muscled hand, squeezingit not too gently. I groaned and he let go. “Ahhhh,poor baby,” and was on his knees, examining it. “DidI break it?””Let go of me!” and I pulled him up so that I couldkiss him. I did so gently and began to bathe hisbeautiful body; once again marveling at what a perfectspecimen he was. “Do you work out?”Mike flexed, posed and then said, “Yoga only; It’s allI have time for and it relaxes me.” He hugged me tohim. My cock began to jump just a bit and he pulledback; “Well, well, well; look whose come to call!””I’m hungry; let’s have breakfast first; and we needto talk.” With that, I began to towel him off,avoiding contact with his nice hard tool. “Put thatthing away for now,” I suggested and handed him myrobe.”No, I like this one,” and he pulled on the one that Ioften wore back from swimming or from working out withCharlie next door. “It smells like you; I like that.”He had had it on I guess while he was workingupstairs. We headed for the kitchen and Mike watchedwhile I cooked some bacon, eggs and toast. “You’llmake me fat, Dad.” He watched my face carefullywaiting for my reaction.”No, laddie, I’m gonna work it off of you.” My robehad fallen open and he could see that I had asemi-erection. He started to get up out of his chair.”You sit still, boy, later!” I said in my best Dad’svoice.”Yes Sir,” he chirped. We ate in silence and justenjoyed the company; I know I did. In less than justone day, we had become so comfortable with each other.Time passed and it was time to clear. As I stood, myrobe fell open. I paid no attention and began washingdishes. Mike was close behind me and I soon felt hishands inspecting. My cock stood to attention.As I turned to face him, I asked, “Mike, Is that allyou ever think of?”I kissed him hard and fast. In seconds, he was on hisknees, his lips pulling on my foreskin. He stoppedfor just a second, looked up with that twinkle in hiseyes and nodded a yes. It felt so good, so hot. Whatlittle discomfort I felt earlier seemed to vanish andmy appetite for climax took over. With my hands onhis head, I began a fast fucking of his face. Ididn’t want to do it this way; I cared about this k**.Within a matter of minutes, I exploded a load of cumagainst the back of his throat, His hands that hadbeen massaging my ass dropped to his own cock and hespurted quickly; it landed on the cabinet behind meand on my legs and feet. I secretly marveled at theamount of juice that he could produce each and everytime thinking that it had been stored up for years, Iknew that was not so, but it brought a quick smile tomy face. It was then that I heard Felix bark. He wasCharlie’s dog and if he was there on the deck, Charliewas close by as the two were inseparable. I glancedover to the open slider and saw a shadow move off ofthe deck. Shit, Charlie had seen Mike and me inaction!Charlie is a distant cousin of my wife, a retiredspook, an excellent carpenter, workout coach, cookingteacher, fisherman and had become my best and almostonly friend. We shared tasks around each other’shomes, meals, walks on the beach and lots ofconversation. I’m not sure that I would have survivedthe loneliness and getting used to living alonewithout his help and company. Now he had seen medoing something that he would not like. Of this I wassure; Charlie was the ultimate man. At 65, he was asfit as anyone could be; he was intelligent,sophisticated; but again, a total man. We checked oneach other daily unless he was having visitors. I waspretty sure still did some government work. I hadnever been invited to meet any of his “friends.”I slowly withdrew from Mike and gave no indicationthat I thought we had had company. I suggested thathe clean up his “mess” and get back to his schoolwork. I told him I needed to see the guy next door.I dressed quickly and walked over to Charlie’s. I didnot even try to think of anything to say; I knew Iwould read the disappointment in my friend’s eyes.Sitting on his porch, he was watching the gulls overthe water. Seeing me approach he stood and startedtowards me. I could not look him in the eye.In his best command voice, my friend ordered, Look atme!” He came closer and put just his index fingerunder my chin and pushed up. When our eyes met, I sawlaughter. It was not what I expected. “Did you thinkI would scold you? he asked. I stayed silent. Hedropped his fingers, put his arms around me and gaveme the biggest bear hug I had ever had. I couldhardly breathe. “Welcome to the club buddy, welcometo the club!” and with that, he released me just a bitand kissed me on my forehead. I just about passedout. We talked for a long time and I still did notlearn much more about Charlie. He did tell me that hewas bi-sexual and that he had believed that I wastotally straight and that was one of the reasons hehad not let me become closer to him. I had to admitthat up until yesterday, I had thought the same thingabout both of us. He asked if he could meet Mike andI invited him for lunch.”Did you enjoy that?” I muttered into his ear.He grinned, his boy smile lighted up his face evenmore.”You know I did, sweet old man!.”I then went to the bath, cleaned myself off quicklyand returned with a hot, wet towel to do the same toMike. As I did, he purred – cat like. His beautifulboy cock was once again hard. I bathed him gently.”I can’t compete with that!” I said, half laughing.”We’ll see. I may be able to do something aboutthat,” and once again took me into his mouth. In justseconds, I was standing tall. “See, MAGIC!” heexclaimed. In just the few hours we had beentogether I had seen in him a charming but somewhatc***d-like sense of humor emerge. He must be Celtic,Scottish or Irish I thought. I am a Scott.”Aye, Laddie, see what you have done to the b**stie!”I answered.Before I knew what was happening, I was flat on myback and Mike was sitting astride me with my cockresting between his ass cheeks. He began a slow backand forth slide. I tried to pump myself up into him;needing increased contact. “No, let me do it my way!”was all Mike said. He kept pressure on me so that mymovement was restricted. The sensations building wereintense and I began to moan. Mike asked, “You likethat, Dad?”My cock went flat. I don’t know what the word “Dad”did, but I was dead. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Mikewhispered, tears in his eyes once again. “I won’t sayit again.”I grabbed his face and pulled him to me. With my lipsagainst his ears I choked out the words, “Call mewhatever you want, baby, whatever. All I know rightnow is that you are the best thing that’s happened tome in years.” He kissed me once, and then Mike freedhimself from my hands and slid so that his mouth onceagain was on my swelling cock. I could not resist.With boyish excitement, he almost yelled, “Lie still,lie still, Dad!” I did as I was asked to do.Reaching for the KY, he climbed on top of me and usinga hand full of lube, he soon had both of us wellcovered; we were all covered. Muttering, “guess alittle bit of that goes a long way;” he raised his assup and with one swift move, impaled himself on mycock.”AHAGAGHHGHHhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I almost ejaculated atthat instant.Mike began a very slow and steady fucking of himselfon me. I reached for his cock and he grabbed myhands, forcing them back above my head, and with aside to side shaking of his, indicated that I shouldnot touch. I think by this time we were both grinningfrom ear to ear. I know my boy was. I concentratedfor a moment or two and was able to bring myself backfrom the edge; I wanted this to last. Mike began toquicken his pace and shorten his strokes. My bodyreacted to the tightening and release of those wellcontrolled muscles. Damn, he had some moves on him.I was finally able to answer his strokes with thrustsof my own; meeting him in an ever increasing frenzy.”I’m going to cum, I’M GOING TO CUMMMMmmmm!” and myhead began tossing from side to side, I had lost allself-control. With that, Mike began to cover me withhis boy juice. His cum shot over my chest and face andmine went deep into his ass. We continued climaxingtogether for what seemed ages. Mike finally loweredhis face to mine and softly caressed me with his sweetlips.”Thanks Dad! I think I like this, I like it verymuch,” he whispered just before his tongue went intomy ear. We stayed like that for quite some time Ithink.The next thing I remember was waking to the smell ofcoffee and the faint sound of someone using akeyboard. It took a minute or two before my foggymind remembered everything that had happened the daybefore. My cock was now hard and just a bit sore. Iwondered what this day would bring. I headed for thedouble shower and on the way past the mirror, noticedthe dry, somewhat white evidence left by last nightspassion that was still evident in the hair on my pecs.”You dirty old man.” I chuckled. I was not in theshower more than a minute or two before Mike joinedme.”I’ve been able to write a lot this morning. I’vebeen waiting for you. I didn’t want to wake you up.You need your rest, old man.” He laughed out loud andtook my soapy cock in his well muscled hand, squeezingit not too gently. I groaned and he let go. “Ahhhh,poor baby,” and was on his knees, examining it. “DidI break it?””Let go of me!” and I pulled him up so that I couldkiss him. I did so gently and began to bathe hisbeautiful body; once again marveling at what a perfectspecimen he was. “Do you work out?”Mike flexed, posed and then said, “Yoga only; It’s allI have time for and it relaxes me.” He hugged me tohim. My cock began to jump just a bit and he pulledback; “Well, well, well; look whose come to call!””I’m hungry; let’s have breakfast first; and we needto talk.” With that, I began to towel him off,avoiding contact with his nice hard tool. “Put thatthing away for now,” I suggested and handed him myrobe.”No, I like this one,” and he pulled on the one that Ioften wore back from swimming or from working out withCharlie next door. “It smells like you; I like that.”He had had it on I guess while he was workingupstairs. We headed for the kitchen and Mike watchedwhile I cooked some bacon, eggs and toast. “You’llmake me fat, Dad.” He watched my face carefullywaiting for my reaction.”No, laddie, I’m gonna work it off of you.” My robehad fallen open and he could see that I had asemi-erection. He started to get up out of his chair.”You sit still, boy, later!” I said in my best Dad’svoice.”Yes Sir,” he chirped. We ate in silence and justenjoyed the company; I know I did. In less than justone day, we had become so comfortable with each other.Time passed and it was time to clear. As I stood, myrobe fell open. I paid no attention and began washingdishes. Mike was close behind me and I soon felt hishands inspecting. My cock stood to attention.As I turned to face him, I asked, “Mike, Is that allyou ever think of?”I kissed him hard and fast. In seconds, he was on hisknees, his lips pulling on my foreskin. He stoppedfor just a second, looked up with that twinkle in hiseyes and nodded a yes. It felt so good, so hot. Whatlittle discomfort I felt earlier seemed to vanish andmy appetite for climax took over. With my hands onhis head, I began a fast fucking of his face. Ididn’t want to do it this way; I cared about this k**.Within a matter of minutes, I exploded a load of cumagainst the back of his throat, His hands that hadbeen massaging my ass dropped to his own cock and hespurted quickly; it landed on the cabinet behind meand on my legs and feet. I secretly marveled at theamount of juice that he could produce each and everytime thinking that it had been stored up for years, Iknew that was not so, but it brought a quick smile tomy face. It was then that I heard Felix bark. He wasCharlie’s dog and if he was there on the deck, Charliewas close by as the two were inseparable. I glancedover to the open slider and saw a shadow move off ofthe deck. Shit, Charlie had seen Mike and me inaction!Charlie is a distant cousin of my wife, a retiredspook, an excellent carpenter, workout coach, cookingteacher, fisherman and had become my best and almostonly friend. We shared tasks around each other’shomes, meals, walks on the beach and lots ofconversation. I’m not sure that I would have survivedthe loneliness and getting used to living alonewithout his help and company. Now he had seen medoing something that he would not like. Of this I wassure; Charlie was the ultimate man. At 65, he was asfit as anyone could be; he was intelligent,sophisticated; but again, a total man. We checked oneach other daily unless he was having visitors. I waspretty sure still did some government work. I hadnever been invited to meet any of his “friends.”I slowly withdrew from Mike and gave no indicationthat I thought we had had company. I suggested thathe clean up his “mess” and get back to his schoolwork. I told him I needed to see the guy next door.I dressed quickly and walked over to Charlie’s. I didnot even try to think of anything to say; I knew Iwould read the disappointment in my friend’s eyes.Sitting on his porch, he was watching the gulls overthe water. Seeing me approach he stood and startedtowards me. I could not look him in the eye.In his best command voice, my friend ordered, Look atme!” He came closer and put just his index fingerunder my chin and pushed up. When our eyes met, I sawlaughter. It was not what I expected. “Did you thinkI would scold you? he asked. I stayed silent. Hedropped his fingers, put his arms around me and gaveme the biggest bear hug I had ever had. I couldhardly breathe. “Welcome to the club buddy, welcometo the club!” and with that, he released me just a bitand kissed me on my forehead. I just about passedout. We talked for a long time and I still did notlearn much more about Charlie. He did tell me that hewas bi-sexual and that he had believed that I wastotally straight and that was one of the reasons hehad not let me become closer to him. I had to admitthat up until yesterday, I had thought the same thingabout both of us. He asked if he could meet Mike andI invited him for lunch.I thought about telling Mike what I had seen anddecided not to. He had started dinner by the time Ireturned. I went to him, and from behind, hugged himhard and kissed his neck. I told him, without sexthis time, that I loved him. Turning and looking atme, he knew something had upset me. Being smart, hedid not press the issue.We continued the tasks of meal preparation workingsmoothly together. It occurred to me that we had, injust two days, become very familiar with each other.After eating, Mike went back to work and I cleaned up.Sometime around 8 PM, he came down from the loft andbegan rummaging through the fridge. I turned off theTV and told him that if he was hungry that I hadsomething he could munch on.With soft laughter, he took my hand, shut off thelights and led me to the bedroom. I wanted to be led,believe me. As before, we started with kissing,hugging and stroking. We all know that there are onlyso many ways to begin foreplay so I’ll not bore you.As the tension built, images of the beach scene I hadwitnessed kept flashing through my mind. Thebrutality of Charlie’s assault on Paul had frightened,disgusted and greatly excited me all at the same time.I saw a different man then I had known; he wassomeone other than the good friend and confident thatI had experienced over the last 20 months. I alsowas angry. I was angry at myself for being interestedin cock sizes, for being excited by watching one guyfuck another guy and by my being in bed with a k**young enough to be my grandson. I was angry atCharlie for his having fallen off the pedestal that Ihad placed him on; he was no longer my super-hero. Ihad always thought of myself as kind, caring,compassionate, honorable, a boy scout and now I wasjust another dirty old man and for all intents andpurposes, a p*******e i thought.My “love making” became more and more excited anddemanding. I’m not sure if Mike became Paul, or if inmy mind, I became Charlie; or was just I an angry”DAD” punishing his son. My cock driving againstMike’s firm belly became increasingly more insistentand my hands on his pecs began squeezing and my thumband forefingers began pinching and twisting nipples.They had minds of their own it seemed. My tonguepried its way between his lips and began thrustingdown his throat as far as it could reach. Mike, bythis time, was aware of a different atmosphere. Hedid not pull away or ask me to slow down or stop.Lust took over his facial expression.”Turn over boy, put that ass in the air!” I ordered.He quickly complied and buried his face in the pillow.”Take your hands and spread your cheeks!” My cockwas slick with pre-cum and I rammed it into Mike’swaiting hole. I hit bottom on one thrust and hecollapse onto the bed, he gulped air, and buried hisface in the pillow. I heard a soft moan, his bodydeemed to shiver. I guess I was aware that I hadcaused him pain. I was in pain; I wanted Mike to feelsome of it. I pounded my cock deep, fast and hardinto his stretched ass. Slowly Mike began to respond;he began meeting my thrusts with his own. I slappedhim not too gently on the shoulder. “Lie still! Liestill!” I did not want him to enjoy this. Again andagain I thrust myself into him. The need to climaxbecame more and insistent yet relief seemed to drawfather and father away. Finally in frustration orwhatever, I pulled away, out from him and jerkedmyself off. My cum spewed all over Mike’s back andass. He turned his head so that he could look up atme. “Don’t look at me.” I whispered, I turned andwent out into the dark living area and stood facingthe marsh and the ocean beyond the cold, closed glassdoor. Tears ran down my cheeks.I heard Mike coming up behind me. “I’m sorry yourangry at me. What did I do wrong? Please Dad, don’tbe mad at me.? Talk to me. Don’t leave me alone; Inever want to be alone again.” He hugged me to him.”It’s not you alone; it’s no more your fault anymorethan it’s mine or even Charlie’s.” I’m sorry I hurtyou.” I turned to him and folded him in my arms.With his being that much taller, my head rested on hiswell-muscled chest. He stroked my back, and thenkissed me gently.I kissed him back. Damn, damn, damn, I needed him inmy life; I did not want to be alone either.”You didn’t hurt me all that much. I kind of likedit.” Mike said softly.”I wouldn’t like it like that all the time, but it wasdifferent and very exciting.” And laughing onceagain, he took hold of my sticky, limp cock and pulledme back towards the bed.”We need to talk.” and I put my hand on his, trying tolift it off of me. He then told me in a much moregrown-up voice that he would rather we do that in themorning and all he wanted was for me to spoon him sothat we could go to sleep. When we climbed back intobed, my hip settled in a pool of boy juice. Lyingthere still, Mike had shot his load. I smiled tomyself, maybe he did like it that way, harsh, and itoccurred to me that probably Paul had liked it too.On Friday, Mike and I had easy gentle sex in themorning, made breakfast together and he went to workup in the loft. I took my coffee out onto the deckand found a sheltered corner in which to relax. Itook off my shirt and laid face down on the lounge.Shortly I heard Charlie and dog padding across it and,in a moment or two, I opened my eyes to see his bodybent over and his face inches away from mine. With ascowl on his otherwise hansom face, he told me that itwas not gentlemanly to spy on others when they weremaking love I responded that I was sure I had notbeen watching two gentlemen and that I also doubtedthat there was much love involved in the brutalfucking I had witnessed. I asked him if he spelledlust and love the same way?His fingers traced the ridge of my spine and he saidsomething to the effect that I had much to learn. Ismiled a bit and answered, “Don’t ever ask me to makea bet with you, buddy. I have no desire to pay thewinner.” Removing his hand, Charlie laughed and saton the floor near me. He began to tell me a bit ofhistory with Paul. He explained that he and Pauloften engaged in “rough sex.” I had an idea what thatwas Escort having recently experimented a bit with it myself.That I did not tell Charlie. Paul had been assignedto Charlie’s unit when he graduated from the academyand served under him until Charlie retired and thenwith Dave, another Marine buddy. I asked and Charlietold me that the unit focused on embassy safety,secure communications and espionage. Dave, the otherman in the bird the day before, was a colonel and wasdue back Saturday morning. Charlie wanted me to meethim and the two other men he was bringing with him.Charlie continued explaining his relationships in aguarded way at first. I gathered that Dave, 41 yearsold, had been at Norwich with Alex, Charlie’s halfbrother. I did not even know Charlie had any livingrelatives. It seems that Charlie’s folks had divorcedimmediately after WW II and that at some point his dadhad married a woman just a few years older thanCharlie himself. I knew his dad was dead but had noidea that Charlie had a stepmother and that they had awarm relationship. Charlie, for the first time inalmost two years, talked openly about himself. Yet,there was something he was not telling me; that Iknew.After an hour or two, Mike appeared and asked if wetwo old men wanted some coffee. Charlie rose, strodeto the door, but his hands on Mike’s waist and liftedMike easily up off the floor and spun him around overhis head. Mike laughed like an awe-struck c***d.When Charlie put him down, I went in to make coffeeand the two of them started chatting again like theyhad the day before. Their conversation about theancient Cyrillic alphabets and characters, andpossible code writing and breaking techniques left meout. I dozed off. Mike woke me to tell me lunch wasready, Charlie was long gone, I guess. Mike soon wasback at work and the rest of the day and the theevening passed without any major problems. I did yardwork and then read while Mike worked the keyboard upin the loft. We made sweet, gentle love after goingto bed for the evening.Saturday morning was more of the same; breakfast, lovemaking and then a late lunch. I noticed a change inMike’s behavior. His shoulders slumped, his head wasdown and there were few smiles; he was again the boythat had come home with me a few days before. “I’mgoing back to the cottage.” was all he told me.Answering my why question, “I need my bike.” Again Iasked why. “I have to go to church.” Now I knew Ihad a problem. I offered to drive him and hereluctantly accepted.When we arrived in the parking lot, Mike directed meto the side and asked me to let him out. Just as heopened the door, a middle aged priest came down thesteps of the side entrance. “Good Michael, I needyour help. Father Mac is ill. I drove over to yourplace now, but would you not be missing when I neededyou, boy.” Mike introduced me to Father Liam Sullivanwho then greeted me in a deep voice accented with adelightful brogue. Mike explained quickly that therehad been some problems at his aunt’s cottage and thatI had taken him in. Father Liam urged Mike to hurryand get his vestments on; that mass was soon to start.Mike hesitated. Turning to me, “Now won’t you bestaying Bill and then you can join me for a taste ofthe creature. Just a wee one; I have a wedding to doat 7:00.” Turning to Mike, he urged, “Hurry nowMichael, and won’t you be helping me again at thewedding and then the masses in the morning.” Hurryingoff himself, I watched Mike; he did as he was told. Isat in the last row and left when communion wasserved. I waited in the hall and after the lastparishioner left, Father Liam and Mike came to me. Iwas invited for a light supper as well but declinedthat and the drink. The good Father said that he knewMike had made plans with me and that he was sure Iwould understand his not being able to go with me.Mike said something to the effect that helping FatherLiam was part of his job. Charlie would bedisappointed that Mike would not be joining us and Iknew better than to be late.I arrived back at Charlie’s and was introduced toColonel Dave, to retired Colonel, Frank, and hisbusiness partner and friend Nate. The last twodesigned programs and adapted hardware for ColonelDave’s unit was all that I was told regarding thethree men. Paul lingered in the background and soonoffered a round of drinks. When I was alone for justa moment, Charlie asked about Mike. Swallowing analmost full glass of straight scotch and very littlewater, and with a cough induced by the high-poweredalcohol, I replied “The church has him.”Tears filled my eyes. I blamed them on the whiskey.Charlie frowned and told Paul to bring me anotherdrink, a double. I proceeded to get very drunk veryquickly. I did not drink often and could not rememberthe last time I had felt like that. Sometime shortlyafter dinner, around 8:30 I think, I nodded off andthen spilled something all over myself. Charliecalled Paul over and told him to take me home, cleanme out, clean me up, and stay with me till Paulthought it safe to leave me alone. His face showingkeen disappointment, Paul acknowledged the order,”Sir, Yes Sir, I’ll do as ordered, Sir.” This was notthe duty Paul had been planning on. I think that heand the other guests were intent on having a smallorgy from some of the conversation I had heard whenthey thought I had passed out. Charlie just smirkedand blew him a kiss, Charlie was under the influence;such an overt gesture was completely out of character.Paul left the room and returned shortly dressed infatigue sweat shirt and shorts. He picked me up likeI was a sack of flower, slung me over his shoulder andheaded for the door. I insisted, “Put me down, youbig bastard, put me down!” The guys broke out ingales of laughter. In order to keep from sliding offof his shoulder, I grabbed onto the bottom edges ofhis shorts. They rode up quickly and exposed hismagnificent ass muscles. I hung on with one hand andbegan slappinghis cheeks with the other. “Put me down, you ox, putme down.”Paul smirked at the men watching him. “This might notbe too bad after all.” And with that, we went outinto the night. I again grabbed on with both hands,but this time I held onto flesh, not fabric. Onentering my place, Paul asked where the bath was and Ipointed. He sat me on the throne and immediatelyremoved what few clothes he had on and then beganstripping me. I tried pushing his hands away.Laughing, he told me, “Why don’t you behave; I’m goingto do as Charlie ordered with or without your help.He’s a man to be obeyed, you saw that the other day.”I stood when it came to taking off my slacks andthen I sat again when he removed my shoes and socks.By then, I was feeling sick to my stomach. Indicatingthe need for the sink, I stood and then began to slidedown. Paul grabbed me with one arm and, “Open yourmouth!” he ordered. I complied only to have him shovetwo rather long fingers down my throat. It took onlya second and the first part of Charlie’s orders wascompleted. Paul turned me and sat me back on thehopper. Reaching down, he took a vial of somethingfrom the pocket of his shorts, snapped it and told meto swallow. Knowing now that resistance was futile, Idid what I was told.Paul adjusted the shower heads in the large stallshower and then pulled me in with him. He held myback to his chest and then began to wash me all overwith his one free hand. He started with my hair andwent slowly down my chest. He squeezed my man tit andI instinctively pushed ass back, hoping to free myselffrom the pain. I felt a hard cock slap up against mylower back. being 6″ shorter than Paul, That’s aboutwhere it landed. His hand continued lower and lowerand soon he was washing my cock and balls. These hedid with exquisite tenderness; I was soon at fullstaff and enjoying every second of what was being doneto me in the name of cleanliness. I was pretty muchsober by then. Paul turned me around and told me toput my hands on the shower wall. He began at the topof my head; his hands made soft swirls all they waydown to my ass. Then Paul knelt behind me and I felthis tongue in my ass crack. His big hands were busytoo; one was stroking my cock and the was on my belly,massaging, playing with my fur. I pushed my ass backinto his face, wanting more of his tongue in me. Itthen dawned on me where all of this was leading. Iturned around and Paul stood and stuck his tongue inmy mouth.”You’ll have to **** me if you want my ass; I don’twant to be fucked by you or anyone else.” I managedto choke out.”I’ve never forced anyone; I’m an officer as you knowbut I understand that you told Charlie that neither ofus is a gentle man.” He laughed.Pulling his head down to mine, I stuck my tongue intohis mouth andand grabbed onto his cock. Damn, I wanted sex withthis man, this magnificent man. He lifted me into hisarms and carried me to the Taking a towel, he began torub softly on my body. I relaxed almost immediatelyand soon began to moan softly. For such a huge man,his touch was exquisitely delicate. My body was soonon fire and my mind also was on fire with lust,desire. My cock was rigid. Paul wet it with histongue and then climbed over me. He rose up andplaced my cock head at his ring and then just took meinside of him without any hesitation or difficulty.Paul then began to flex his ass muscles in a slowsteady rhythm while his hands played softly with mychest. He bent over and began licking my face withhis long tongue. He was an expert at doing thesethings, of that I was sure. I began to arch my back,meeting thrust of ass with thrust of cock. Softscreams came from deep within my soul; Mike excited mebut not like this. It took only minutes before cumspurted from my cock. Paul could tell what washappening; he sunk down on my cock and stayedabsolutely still. Still that is except for themilking sensations of his pelvic muscles and then,without saying or doing anything else, he shot manjuice all over me. Rope after rope of hot white cumshot from his thick, throbbing cock. I felt it on myface, my chest, my belly. Paul again bent down andtaking some on his tongue, fed his nectar to me. Myhead tossed from side to side, trying to get more ofhim inside my mouth.Just then, headlights from a car coming up the driveshattered the passion and the afterglow. Paul took arobe from the hook on the door, Mike’s robe and tossedme mine. “I don’t know who that is.” I managed togasp as I came back down to earth. By the time carstopped, we were at the slider. I watched as FatherLiam walked around to the passenger door opened it andthen struggled to get Mike out of the car. Mikeslipped to the ground and Paul, barefooted and justbarely covered by my robe, went out to help. I heardFather tell Paul that Mike had had too much to drink.Father followed Paul in.”Michael had to get drunk to tell me what hashappened. I could not risk having him stay with me,nor did he want to. Indeed, Bill, I have to tell youthat I am a gay priest but I’ve been celibate for 35years; I am true to my vows.” His brogue had almostdisappeared it seemed. I’ll want to talk to you bothon Monday morning, I’ll be here just after mass.”Introducing himself to Paul who was holding Mike inhis arms, just like a baby, and glancing down atPaul’s exposed body, Father Liam shook his head andleft. Paul looked at me, shook his head, and headedfor the shower.Now awake, Mike looked at me, and with tears in hiseyes, cried out,”Dad, make him take off my robe, it’s mine. You gavethat to me!””Don’t be such a damn cry baby, stud. I’, gonna takeit off and I’m gonna take all your shit off too.”Paul grinned and grunted as he put Mike on the toilet.I honestly did not know if I should laugh or cry. Idid know that I had a mess to deal with.I watched Paul strip and then undress Mike. Mikecould not take his eyes from Paul’s magnificent bodyand I was jealous. Paul examined Mike pretty closelytoo now that he had some light.”Who is he?” Paul questioned. The look on his faceseemed half amazed shock and half admiration. Notbeing sure what he wanted to know I just told himMike’s whole name and that he had lived near by andwas now staying with me. Paul knew about Mike,Charlie had not spared any details regarding Mike’sand my living arrangements.”NO, NO! I know him, or someone related to him, Paulcontinued.”He looks like Charlie’s half brother Alex and a greatdeal like his s…” and then Paul closed down. HisMarine spook background kicked in.I told him that Charlie had said he was related tohalf the people in town and that Mike’s mother’sfamily were also from the town and that I knew thatthis women was a distant relative of Charlie’s.Otherwise, the great aunt would not own property onthe point. Paul’s face still a mask, he startedwashing Mike who was now more awake. Mike, nowstretched out on the shower floor, had a silly,alcohol inspired grin on his face as Paul ministeredto his cock and balls with a cloth and a bar of soap.Jealousy did rear it’s ugly head. “You really enjoyyour work there, Paul; maybe you had best leave thatto me.” I suggested with as much sarcasm in my voiceas I could muster. Paul laughed at me and handed methe cloth and told me to give him a holler when Mikeneeded to be moved.”Hey Dad, there’s always room for one more!” Mike toldme. I thought to myself – not now, not here and notin my bed. I tried moving Mike myself but gave in andcalled out to Paul who had stretched out on the couch.”That’s right, call in the MARINES!” Paul respondedand then picked Mike up by himself and deposited himnaked and cock-hard on my bed.”Gee, Dad, look at that.” Mike giggled and beganstroking his boy tool. Paul took it all in andexcused himself.”You two, need to be alone, I think.” I heard theslider open and close and so I climbed over Mike,trying to get him onto a side of the bed rather thanin the middle where he had landed. Mike reached up,put his arms around me and began to cry.””I’m sorry Dad, I’m sorry, I’ve spoiled things. Butyou should not have been with Paul. This is myplace.” And then Mike kissed me and his hands soonfound my still sticky cock. He pulled his hand away.”I knew you were with him, I knew.” he moaned.”I thought you had really left me; I didn’t think youwere coming back. The look on your face when I leftyou with the father was one that said “Good Bye.”It’s you I love, silly.” And then, I kissed himsoftly all over his wet face.”Make love to me, then.” Mike wrapped his legs overmine and his arms around my back and pulled me down ontop of him. I did as I was asked to do with littledifficulty. It was done so slowly with as muchtenderness as I could muster. My tongue bathed hisbody from head to toe and then I turned him over andbegan at his neck and worked my way down his spine. Icould not seem to stop, my tongue began exploring hiscrack and boy hole. Mike began pushing his beautifulass up into my face and my hands found his cock andballs. I feathered them with the lightest possiblestrokes while my tongue probed deeper and deeper.”Now, Now, do it now!” Mike’s voice entered my lustcovered brain. I rose up on my knees and crawledforward on the bed till my cock head was at the gatesof paradise and I pushed gently. Mike relaxed, sighedand I was inside of his ass; my pubes began brushinghis ass cheeks. I laid on top of him, pinning him tothe bed and once again began licking his neck andshoulders. His face turned and I reamed his ear andthen twisted till I found his mouth with mine. Lust,love, who knows; perhaps a healthy combination ofboth. I raised up and began slow deep fucking thatbeautiful boy ass. It was not long since my trystwith Paul so it took longer than it had in the pastfor me to climax. Mike stayed with me,”Deeper, deeper, do it harder and deeper. Make meyours, Dad, take me.” Finally, relief came. I filledmy boy’s ass with what little juice I had left. Mikehad climaxed before I did; his spasms helped send meover the edge. I pulled from him and he turned over.We both stretched our bodies out and relaxed. Kissingwas sweet and before long Mike fell asleep underneathme, “Thanks Dad, can we do it again in the morning?”he asked with a soft laugh, and the he was off.I could not sleep; thoughts, guilt, excitement, whatPaul had given me, whatever the reason. It was thenthat I heard something in the other room. My pulsequickened and I slipped out of Mike’s embrace andcrept into the great room. Paul was struggling to getcomfortable on the sofa; I had not heard him come backin.Seeing me, he explained that the rest of the guys hadgone playing in Provincetown and left Charlie’s houselocked up tight. He asked, with a smug look on hisface, if I had enjoyed Mike’s ass as much as I hadhis.Being in the state of mind I was, I answered honestly,”It was entirely different. With you, it was the mostpassionate sex I’ve had since I was first with my exwife 35 years ago. With Mike, it’s softer, sweeter,just as good, but different. I don’t regret what youand I did, Paul – not one bit.””Good, do you want to do it again?””Good grief, I’m 60 years old. You are asking for amiracle. He laughed and pulled me down on top of him.His hard body welcomed me. He took my head in hislarge strong hands, kissed me and then pushed it down,down, down.”I’m 41 and ready again. Can you do something aboutthat?” His cock, on closer inspection and in thelight from the almost full moon outside, glistened inpre-cum. “I watched you and Mike; that was hot, man.”My two hands just about encased the length of his bigman shaft. He was almost bigger that Mike and meadded together. He and Charlie would probably make amatched set, I thought; and then my cock began tostir. Paul saw this happen and turned me around sothat my cock was over his mouth and his under mine.”I’m going to take you on a round-the-world trip, oldman. Miracles do happen I see.” He swallowed me. Inone gulp he took it all in. I gasped and then triedto take him. I managed his mushroom cock head andmaybe a 3rd of his shaft before I began to gag.”Rather new at this you are. I should haveremembered. Work the head, old man, just work thehead. Let me show you.” I mirrored Paul’s movementsand before long we were both close to shooting ourloads. Well, he would; I assumed mine would be dry.It happened for Paul first. I had a hard timeswallowing anything but it was either swallow orsuffocate. Paul reached up and found my ass ring. Hepushed a finger in and found my ass nut. With just afew gentle massage strokes, he had me cumming; I justmoaned in ecstasy.Paul turned my body so that we were face to face andlips to lips. We exchanged whatever we had left inour mouths and I thought that I had finally “done itall;” well, almost all. He had not tried to get hismassive cock up my ass. I knew I could not sleep andasked Paul if he wanted me to leave him alone.Kissing me again softly, he murmured; “Do you wantto?” I shook my head and told him that I wanted tootalk if that was OK; that I had some questions. “I’llanswer you honestly about almost anything but thereare things you have no need to know.” I understoodand my first question was about his relationship withCharlie. That was strange.”Charlie and I go back almost 23 years; I first methim when I was a freshman and in a dorm suite withAlex and Rod.” We went to his place in Florida forChristmas.” When I asked who Rod was, Paul hesitated.’He was Charlie’s son.” I sat up straight. I hadnot known that he had a family of his own. Years agomy wife had introduced me to Charlie when we werevisiting her aunt and uncle, the previous owners ofthe cottage where I now lived. They were alsoCharlie’s great aunt and uncle. He had been aloneevery other time, not frequent, that we had seen him.He told me that Charlie’s wife was his step mothersyounger sister. Charlie’s dad had met his secondwife-to-be at Charlie’s wedding and they soon became acouple and married quickly as she was pregnant. Lessthan a year later, the two sisters had had sons withina week of each other.Paul began again, “I’m breaking a confidence here; butyou need to know. About me, I’ve always been mostlyhomo-sexual. I occasionally have a women, but I prefermen. Not long after the three of us began sharingquarters at the academy, I began sucking both Alex andRod’s rods.” Paul laughed. “They had had some teenstuff and were not virgins with either males orfemales. It relieved stress for all of us and we wereas close as brothers. I was closer to Rod, though,then Alex. When Alex wasn’t there he would fill myass and suck my cock, too.” Charlie was entirelystraight back then; almost a homophobic, I guess. Hedid not learn about the three of us, or about Rod andme till almost 7 years later. By then, the threestooges had graduated and were working in Charlie’sunit. Charlie’s dad passed away and we went toFlorida for the funeral. Rod and I got careless onenight and did not shut our bedroom door tightly.Charlie discovered us making love. He had a shithemorrhage. He called us both every name he couldthink of and actually punched Rod when he came to mydefense. He thought it was all my fault. By thenRachel, Rod’s mom had come along to see what theproblem was. She was angry more with Charlie thanwith Rod and me. I guess she sort of suspected thetruth. Anyway, Charlie ordered us out of the housethe next morning and then said I was to stay. I was,after all, his aide. He had decided to not expose usto the Corps; the scandal would have devastated ourunit. Rod and his dad fought again with words andfists. Rachel intervened and insisted that Rod flyback to Washington with her that afternoon. Theirplane crashed on the way back; their were nosurvivors. You can imagine what torment Charlie haslived with; they parted with angry words and never hada chance to say ‘I’m sorry”. For almost a year, Inursed Charlie through a drunken haze. When sober, hewas fine; but, when we were alone, he was verbally andphysically abusive which I took as my ‘deservedpunishment’. One night, just about a year later, Iscreamed in physical pain and mental anguish. I hithim back, again and again. I loved Rod, God help me Iloved him and he loved me. I hate you, you killedhim, I didn’t. It was you, you and your code ofethics, your fucking Semper Fi attitude. He looked atme, turned away and fell on his face. I picked himup, much as I did you and Mike last night. I cleanedhim up and then put him to bed. I was about to leave,thinking it would be the last time. I would demand atransfer and then resign from the Corps. Charlie musthave sensed this, struggled out of the bed andfollowed me. He ordered me back into the bedroom.”Paul stopped here; tears were streaming down his face.”Charlie was just about an even match for mephysically 15 years ago. He pushed me down on the bedand began tearing at my clothes. He almost ****d me.It would have been **** but I wanted it to happen. Wehave been frequent lovers ever since. You saw him inaction the other day; we still do it that way now andthen. Anyway, by morning, we had come to anunderstanding; we both sucked and fucked the nightaway. Yeah, Charlie lets me have the General’s ass.Now you know.”I did not ask any questions or make any comments. Iguess we had compounded the mess. I still did notunderstand what was happening to me. I pulled Paul upoff the couch saying, “Let’s go to bed; but you sleepon the outside and I in the middle and you don’t touchMike. Is that understood?”Paul sounded like a teen and laughed quietly, “Yeah,Dad, I understand, but what if Mike touches me?” Hekissed me and squeezed my ass. We went to bed.After a few moments of becoming comfortable, Paulspooned me; asking first if it was OK. He thenwhispered in my ear, “Bill, I’ve never told anyoneabout my first time with Charlie: please don’t talk toanyone, including Charlie about what I told you. Iguess it was the things that happened earlier, I don’tknow.” And, in a more serious tone, ” I like and trustyou; don’t disappoint me.” I took his hand, squeezedit and put it on my heart. The last thing I rememberwas Paul kissing the back of my neck, saying, “Thanks,Dad.”I woke lying face down with someone on top of me,blankets and sheets between us. A tongue was stickingin my ear. “Mike, cut it out. I have to pee.” Itried to get up. A soft voice I did not recognizetold me, “I’m not Mike.” I again attempted to turn myhead to see who was “bothering” me. “Quit it Paul. Ihad enough of you last night. Let me up!” Again alow laugh and a teasing tongue paused long enough tosay, “Not Paul either.” With that, the weight waslifted from my body and I quickly twisted and sawCharlie standing there at the foot of my bed, amocking smile on his face. He grabbed my hand, comeon, I want you to watch this. I turned beet red,”Charlie, I’m sorry about Paul; I didn’t mean to movein on you.” He shushed me. “Paul and I are notmonogamous, we are very careful and our group isexclusive though; or I thought he was anyway. GuessI’ll have to have a word with him.” He emphasizedWORD. He continued pulling me towards the partiallyopen kitchen sliders. “Look, look at that!” he spokesoftly. Some 300 feet away, Paul and Mike stood starknaked, at the top of the rise behind my place. Theywere doing some sort of exotic Asian style dance orexercise; it was erotic and fascinating to watch.While Paul was more developed;with huge muscles, Mikewas in almost perfect condition as well. Musclesrippled, contracted, it was almost a very masculineballet. Mike mirrored Paul’s motions, moving just afraction of a second after. Now and then, Paul wouldreach out to adjust Mike’s arm or hand and speak tohim in what I thought was Chinese; then they wouldagain face the east The morning sun highlightedPaul’s tan but Mike’s body appeared almost bronze andit was a color that went from head to toe. After 3days of being so close, i was still seeing new anddifferent things about this boy; this boy that I hadstarted to fall in love with. They seemed obvious tothe cold, the slight breeze, or to the fact that theywere being watched. I started towards them. “No,they have about 10 minutes more before they arefinished. I shivered and Charlie opened his jacket andstanding behind me, hugged me to him. He was warm anda few moments later he was hot. or his cock was. Asit began to rise against my back, he abruptly pulledaway. “Go grab a quick shower and I’ll clean up foryou.” I protested only a moment, Charlie pushed metowards the bath and slapped my ass none to gently.Again, with a big smile on his face, “Just do it!””That hurt!” I protested.”Bill, I’m sorry and he came towards me. I don’t evermean or want to hurt you.” He took my face in hishands, yet again, and kissed my forehead. “Just dowhat you are told, please.” I did.Charlie gathered towels, bed linen, underwear; thingss**ttered in a path from door, to bathroom to bedroomand back again. The washer was in the bath so I wasaware of what he was doing. I had a hard on andwaited for him to leave before I came out of theshower. It was stupid for me to do that; Charliecould see through the steamed covered glass. “You area horny old man. Get your tired ass out here.” Theboys are coming down and will need the shower. Brunchat my place is in 15 minutes. He turned and left.The boys met him at the door. Charlie said somethingin Chinese and both boys bowed to him.Then smiling and talking, the both stopped long enoughto say “Good Morning Dad!” with just enough smart asstone to make me laugh. “I wont touch his littledick!” Paul teased the both of us. Mike answeredwith, “Dad, make him stop teasing me.” I have toadmit; I watched them. If Paul had started anything Iwas not sure what I would do. The two man-c***drenscrubbed each other’s back, laughing and playing likeyoung k**s. I had to remind them that Charlie wasexpecting us.Paul, with just a flicker of something in his eyes,commented that it was not wise to be late for anythinghaving to do with Charlie, “The General has a hairacross his ass about time! And a few other thingstoo.”This would be the first time the group would meetMike. He was at ease; Paul had quickly become anothergood friend. When he entered the room, conversationstopped and then quickly resumed but all eyes were onMike. He is good looking but the reaction didregister with me. Dave and the two others made theirway to us and we felt welcomed. Dave took Mike to theside and I heard just a bit of conversation. “Youwere right, Paul. He does indeed look like the two ofthem, only darker. Did you mention it to thegeneral?” Paul nodded, “Yeah, he either can’t orprobably won’t see it. He told me that they weredistantly related about 3 or 4 generations back.” Bythen, they were aware that I was listening.Dave scowled at me. I walked closer to them and madeno apologies for listening, asked “What’s that youwere saying about my Mike?”Bristling, Colonel Dave drew himself to full heightand told me that I did not have a need to know. Paulcleared his voice, attempting to head off anyconfrontation.”Dave, I’m new at all this. But, if you and I have anissue here, let’s get it out in the open. I don’twant to interfere or be anyplace where I’m notwelcome.” Dave thought for just a moment, “Bill, youare welcomed here and Paul and I were careless talkingso openly. I reacted too quickly.” I knew there wasmore to it. “Dave, I’m not a Marine but I’m also nota fool. Something is going on here; I sensed it themoment you and the guys saw Mike. Best tell me whatit is or we’ll leave.”Dave smiled, “Well, if you are not part of the Corps,I guess we’ll have to adopt you. Come with me.”I followed Dave into Charlie’s study; he closed thedoor. “You know, Mike told you, he was at the academywith Rod and Alex. He didn’t tell you that I was onstaff there at the time. He took from his briefcaseat small photo album and opened it. I looked and mymouth began to open and close. At a quick glance, Ithought there was a picture there of Mike. “That’sAlex. the next one is Rod.” I nodded. Paul knowsthat they both were dicking the same girl here on theCape the summer before they came to Annapolis; she wasright here on the point. Anyway, Charlie’s dad,Rod’s grandfather and Alex’s father, found out aboutit after she became pregnant and she disappearedrather quickly. The boys did not think much about itcome September but they did tell Paul about it.Charlie was out of the country and I know he was nevertold; he would have been all over both boys if he hadknown. You know his “rules.” We think that Mike maybe the c***d of that summer. We want to have sometests taken. Alex’s mom is a research physician atDuke working in DNA and genetics; and after seeingMike myself, I think we have to talk to her. I hatedumping this on you, but…”Being quite upset, angry, I interrupted him, “This islike a fucking night time soap opera, my whole GodDamn life has been turned upside down and been shakenlike salt. Are you k**ding me? I’m getting Mike andwe’re leaving.”Dave blocked the door with his also huge and very fit6″4” body. “I would think about that, Bill. Andalso, watch your mouth.” This time, the steelyofficer look was back.I stood still for what seemed an eternity. “I’msorry,” I apologized. “The last four days haveturned me upside down. I’m not usually so emotional.”Dave relaxed, hell, he hugged me. I was beginning toget used to being hugged by huge, strong, masculinemen. I understand, Paul and I understand. MaybeCharlie does too.” he laughed. Let’s go back outthere before we cause even more questions.I began looking at Charlie and then at Mike, trying tosee any similarities. They were there. About thesame height, Mike’s build was slighter. Theexpressions on their faces were a give-away. Theywere both intense and as I thought about it, theirminds worked in similar ways. Both were so quick,decided things easily, and were focused at tasks onhand. I wondered to myself, what would be left of myfriendship with Charlie if it turned out that I hadseduced his grandson. I didn’t know for sure, butquestioned if he had even now come to terms with hisson’s involvement with Paul. Well, it was too latenow.About an hour before the Marines were due to lift off,Dave asked Mike and Paul to join him in Charlie’soffice; I gathered that when he was there, it becamehis. As they walked past me, Dave made sure I heard”I want to talk to you about your theory on theterrorists possibly using ancient languages forcommunications. They may well still be using themamongst themselves.” Dave winked at me and shut thedoor.This lasted about 20 minutes.During all this time, Charlie had said very little tome. Finally, he was beside me. We had all had a fairamount to drink; that’s except for Dave who only hadsoda water. “The group has voted, you and Mike canjoin.” He laughed. I told him that I wasn’t readyfor that kind of sex. “OH no? and what would you callwhat Paul and you did last night?” I blushed andstammered, “That’s different.” Charlie taking holdof my hand, looked me in the eye, and told me thatmaybe in the future I would want to; that the offerwas open and that he knew why I was hesitant rightnow. “You are in love with Mike. That’s beautiful.When it changes to just ‘loving him’, like I do Pauland Dave, maybe you’ll feel different. The truth, myfriend, I would like a piece of you myself.””Stop teasing me. You know, you can be a bastardsometimes.” I squeezed his hand back and Charlielaughed, saying, “Yeah, I was teasing you.”He turned quickly, went to the office door andknocked, “Time to leave, Dave.”Mike and Dave came back into the room and theirconversation ended. Dave told Mike he would be intouch and thanked Mike, saying he had been of fargreater help than he could possibly understand.Goodbyes were quickly said from the lawn and Charlie,Mike and I hurried back inside to avoid the dust stormcaused by the lift. Mike excused himself saying hewanted to get some work done and I helped Charlie putthings back. Damn, he was addicted to neatness andorder. Finally, I made my excuses and headed for thedoor. “Can’t you leave that poor boy alone?” Charlieteased again. And then in a more serious manner, “Doyou need any of my salve or have you developedcallouses?” Not thinking that funny, I, like a k**,stuck my tongue out at him. Not to be out done, hedid the same saying. “Mine’s longer and thicker.””I’ve seen your tongue, thats what scares me.!” and Ileft before he could answer back. Mike heard me comein and came down from the loft quickly.”Hey Dad, let’s take a nap.” He giggled. Grabbing myhand he led me to ‘our’ bed. You could bounce aquarter on it; Charlie had left his presence evenhere. Mike was aggressive. He pushed d me down ontothe bed, face up and fell on top of me. “Sweet oldman, I love you.” he said so softly I hardly heardhim. I answered in the same words, changing old toyoung. Mike undressed me and asked me, no told me tolie still. He began at my neck and worked his tongueand lips down across my shoulder and down my arm. helicked into my pits, chewed softly on the flesh of myinner elbow and wrist, and then began sucking on myfingers one at a time. He then worked his way back upand stayed on my nipples for several moments and thendid my other arm. By this time I was thrashing,grinding my cock up onto the parts of his body thatheld me pinned flat to the bed.”Where did you hear about this?” I panted.”Paul told me what to do; he’s an excellent teacher.”And he stuck his tongue in my mouth to shut me up.Mike then sucked gently at the base of my throat andthen quickly went to my navel with his tongue and lipswhile his hands played with my chest. My cock wasstraining against his chest and he began to wiggle sothat my head rubbed against his boy nipples. Hemoaned softly. The next thing I knew, he had both ofmy balls in his mouth and was ever so gently caressingmy swollen dark red mushroom head. It was so slickwith pre-cum.”I can’t last much longer, I’m so close!” I cried out.Mike took all of me into his mouth, breathing deep.I hoped that Paul had only told him how to do this andhad not showed him. Damn, I told myself to forget allthat. What mattered was only this small time, thisvery moment that Mike and I were sharing, the now…I Finally worked myself out from under Mike and turnedus both so that we were mouth to cock and cock tomouth. I figured if Mike could do this, I could too.Taking a deep breath and telling myself to relax, Iswallowed almost all of Mike’s 8″ long tool. It justa fraction of a second, maybe it was minutes, I’m notsure; we both reached that magic moment, that paradisethat happens when two who love climax together. Iswallowed all that he had to offer and then genlylicked the rest of him clean. he did the same to me.Soft, quiet words mixed with sighs and gentle gaspsechoed in the room. I can’t remember how long we werethere in that position; we might have fallen asleepcock to mouth. It was dark when I woke up and Mikewas there beside me. Everything was right with theworld; at least, for now it was.Thanks for the many positive responses; I enjoy them.This was to have been a brief story; but it now seemsto have taken on a life of its own. I’m enjoyingwriting it and hope that it brings you some smallpleasure.Mike woke when Colonel Dave and party left in hisbird; the noise was really quite loud. after makingsomething to eat, we sat there talking. I remindedMike that Father Liam would be by in the morning.Mike explained that he usually went to Cambridge withthe Father; did research, spent the night at theseminary in Brighton where he would meet the next daywith his professors and then would return that nightwith Father Liam. The father spent those days withfamily or friends I was told. I asked Mike what hewould say to those in charge at the seminary and afterseveral moments of silence, he responded; “I’ll notlie; I think Father Liam will tell them what he knows.I did not speak to him in confession and he has anobligation to protect the church. It will bedifficult.” I offed to go with him and Mike declined.I indicated that Father had told me that he himselfwas gay and celibate and this quite surprised Mike; hedid not know. Mike was clearly troubled and rose fromthe table. I went around and hugged him telling himthat I would say or do whatever he needed. “I need togo out and run.” Mike did just that; he was gone forquite a while. I did worry a bit, wondering again ifhe would return.When he did and giving me just a sad smile, Mike wentstraight to the loft and began working on thekeyboard. I went to bed. Mike was very quiet when hecame down and joined me; I pretended to be asleep. Hecurled himself around me gently and then whispered, “Ilove you, Dad.”In just moments I was asleep but awoke a short timelater and stayed awake for the rest of the night.The morning was busy, we had no time for much ofanything other that breakfast. I saw Mike’s computer,his book bag and what could only be almost all of hisclothing in a pile by the door. It occurred to methat I would be without love and my lover for two longdays and maybe longer. I drew Mike to me, “I’m goingto miss you, boy. I’ll miss you something crazy.Come home to me no matter what. If you want to changeyour mind about living with me I’ll understand, but atleast tell me. Come back even if it’s just to sayGood Bye.”Mike kissed me hard, cupped my crotch with his hand,saying, “Don’t worry so, sweet old man. You won’t getrid of me that easy. You rest up cause when I getback, we’ll make up for last night – all night” Ilaughed but felt only slight relief.After Mike and Father Liam left I went to see Charlie.He was exercising and urged me to join him as I didmost mornings. With his guidance and almostinsistence, I had become reasonably fit over the last18 months. As we worked our routine, and when able, Isort of gasped out what had taken place since we hadlast seen each other the day before. Charlie saidnothing. When he began swimming in the enclosed lappool, I begged off and collapsed on the double chasenext to the pool.I remember Charlie covering me with a huge towel,bending over me and, thinking I was asleep, kissing meon the head and spoke softly, “Poor baby; it’s allgetting to you, isn’t it.” He had that right.He woke me a few hours later and served us lunch bythe pool.He asked if I wanted to talk. I told him I had a fewquestions regarding his life in the Marines, and howreadily Paul and Dave were accepted and wondered whatmy life would be like in the closet. “I’ll answerthat quickly, cleanly and to the point,” Standingup, he began. “In regard to the being in the closetsituation: This is something that is highlycontroversial both in the civilian as well as in themilitary, and certainly in our Marine Corps world.You are now deep in the closet and may well choose tostay that way. Paul and Dave are not nor have I beenfor the last 14 years. We have very little to whichthe three of us can relate to you on this ground. Thethree of us being very much out are extremely wellprotected by our Marines. Beyond the other two menwho joined us this weekend here, there are others thatyou may eventually meet; one will probably tell you alot about his sons who have grown up and rightfullyearned their place as well decorated Marine 1stLieutenants and whom he has given unselfishly to theMarine Corps. I feel towards Paul and my nephew asdoes he to his sons. I admit that I have shed tearsof fear, alone at night worrying myself sick aboutthem when they were in combat. We, the other dads andI, also have unshakable faith that our Corps willtake good care of them. Paul, Dave, these others havedone a world of good, especially in rallying many ofour younger brother and sister Marines, and c.o.’s tofull understanding of what it means to have and relyon gay Marines who close to all of them. As a netresult, we have an incredible system of protection inplace up to and including staff at the Pentagon andpersonal staffers of the Commandant in residence atour Marine Barracks, Washington, D.C. This umbrellaof protection, very unlike what you often read in thetabloids and media, has been slowly extended to morevulnerable members of our Marine community. It seems,my friend, that you have been adopted, been asked toenter into this community. It is not very often thatany of us in my circle allows a man or men outside theMarine Corps or Navy SEAL world to approach closely.I have little idea as to how close, other than Paul,that the others will allow you in ; however, judgingfrom my conversations with Paul, he especially seemsto have been let you come closer than any other hasbeen allowed in the past. I know for certain that Ihave let you into my life. Dave is working on it. Inyour mind (and heart), you must not allow yourexperience with us to mar your understanding of TheCorps ideals. We are merely only a SMALLrepresentation of the Corps family. We are alsohuman,although Dave himself, and I in the past, wouldABSOLUTELY INSIST to anyone that even being human isNO real excuse for less than perfection in theexecution of duty and responsibilities. Truly, if youallow the earthy expression, I know I was among thetop of the hardest asses among us all in this respect,Believe it or not” Charlie laughed quietly to himselffor just a moment. “Once again, Bill, we have allowedyou into our joined lives; I trust you to honor thatand be faithful to that trust. Can and will you dothat?”My tears began flowing; it seems that this hadhappened several times in the last few days. I triedto tell myself “grown men don’t cry.” I stood.Charlie walked towards me and I grabbed him to me andhugged him as hard as I could. “You, General, Sir,are the best friend I’ve ever had. I honor and trustyou my friend, I love you.”Bending his head so that his lips touched my ear, hewhispered, “Semper Fi, Bill, Semper Fi.” I leanedinto him, needing his strength. I felt his handsslide down to my ass and cup my cheeks, pulling meharder and tighter against him. My man tool began torise as did Charlie’s. I wanted him. My arms reachedaround his body and then to his face and I pulled itto mine. I wanted to feel his lips on me but not onmy forehead this time. I wanted him to kiss me on mymouth; I wanted to feel his tongue in me. Ratherroughly, he separated us. “You’re not ready for this,Bill and neither am I. Maybe someday…” I exhaledslowly telling him that I was. “When and if ithappens for us, it will be just the two of us; withoutPaul and more importantly, without Mike.” I think Iunderstood. I nodded acceptance. Once again, Charliedrew me to him and held me close for several minutes.”I think I’m going to stay here for another week ortwo; till I know you are settled. Is that OK withyou?” That did irritate me a bit; after all, I am a60 year old man. I started to give him an argument;and hearing this, and feeling my again hard cock, nowtenting my shorts and pressing into his thigh, hepicked me up easily and tossed me into the pool. “Youand that nice cock of yours need to cool off. Swimfor 15 minutes while I clean up here.””Sir, Yes Sir!” I saluted and did, once again, what Iwas ordered to do.My shorts and shirt were wet when I climbed out of thepool. Charlie handed me a set of utilities, a Corputility cap and told me to dress. “Now you look likea man.” he chuckled.”As long as I don’t look like one of your boys, that’sOK!” I retorted.”one thing you’ve learned in the last several monthsis to have a smart mouth.” Best be careful there,buddy. It can get you into trouble!” I understoodthe double message in that and returned his sassysmile. Charlie went on to tell me that he would needmy help moving and putting up his 36″ sailboat. Heintended that we sail it from Eastham to Chatham whereit would be stored. He went on to say that the Escort Bayan “Easysisters” would be joining us. These were the Snowtwins, in their mid 40s, very attractive divorced,wealthy and in constant need of sex. They were alsoin prime physical condition with lean, tight, welldeveloped bodies. Charlie had introduced me to themwhen I had first moved onto the point. They wereagain of an old Cape family and probably distantrelatives of his. I indicated that I had no interestin getting laid. He just laughed at me. A short timelater we were at the dock and Candy, Charlie’sfavorite, and Nan, my sometimes partner, joined us.Candy made a few smart-ass remarks about MarineHotdawgs. Nan was quieter, more reserved and easierto take; that was for sure. In the process of gettingthe boat ready to sail, I let Nan know that I was “outof commission.” She asked no questions and announcedthat she had decided to drive to Chatham and that shewould meet us there with the car. She let them thinkthat she had things to do on the way and that in thisway our return transportation would be assured. I wasgrateful.Charlie looked at me and said quietly. “You’ve alsolearned how to maneuver behind the lines, I see.” Ifaced in the other direction, fearing that the broadsmile on my face would incite him to some furtheraction.About 20 minutes into the run to Chatham, Charlie toldme to take the wheel and he and Candy disappearedbelow. They only went down into the salon which wasbefore the helm. Charlie soon had his and Candy’sclothes off. He kissed her once, maybe twice, andthen he positioned her on the floor so that the backof her head faced me and so that his eyes were onmine. He winked, and without any further thought orword, knelt, lifted her legs back and thrust his hard,well lubricated cock into her waiting pussy. I heardher gulp, and then say “Bastard!” She then took bothhands and slapped his ass as hard as she could. Shecontinued doing that with every thrust he made intoher wet hole. Charlie continued staring into my eyes.My cock reared its head and I was a bit sorry thatNan had stayed behind. The intensity of the matingritual I was witnessing rose. My hand wandered to myown cock and I began stroking through the camouflagepatterned cloth. With a nod of his head, I thinkCharlie indicated that I should drop them. That’swhat I chose to interpret as anyway. I did just thatand began jerking off. Charlie’s smile broadened andhe fucked Candy harder and faster. My hand rhythmmatched his thrusts.Right now, I honestly cant tell you if I wanted to beCharlie or Candy. In just minutes, I ejaculated allover the deck and seeing that, Charlie gave one lastdeep final plunge. The woman below him screamed inecstasy, spouting truck-driver words of lust. Hepulled from Candy’s grasping cunt and shot rope afterrope of man juice all over her belly, tits and face.Winking at me once more, he lowered his body onto hersand began licking her face and neck. Securing thewheel, I retrieved my shorts and put them on. Somefew minutes passed before Candy and Charlie came backup on deck. Candy pointed to the wet spot that mydraining cock had left on my shorts and laughed.Charlie tossed me a rag. “Grunt, swab the deck; Idon’t want that left there over the winter.” I beganfollowing “orders” and shortly, Charlie brought Candyand me something to drink. Candy excused herself touse the head. “Did you enjoy yourself, Buddy?” heasked. With that, he grabbed my cock and gently gaveit a few tugs. I, or it, quickly stood to attention.We heard the pump work and I tore myself from hisgrasp and faced the water; my face was beet red bythen.”Boys will be boys!” Candy spouted. “Billy, don’t beso uptight. It’s OK!”I wondered if it was ever going to be OK again…..Nan met us in Chatham and we stopped in Orleans for anearly supper and returned to Charlie’s. I begged offof a card game and returned home; hoping that Mikemight call. Then I remembered that he probably wouldnot; I foolishly had not given him a phone card or anymoney and I knew he had very little if any cash of hisown. Damn, I would have to give him an allowance.Sometime after 8:00 pm I climbed into bed. Unable torelax or sleep, I began playing with my cock. Sincemy divorce, I had resorted to this form of reliefoften. With just the pointer and middle finger of myright hand, I began a gentle massage using my looseforeskin. With my left hand, I stroked my shaft andthen began to gently work my balls. I prefer a”light” touch. I don’t usually last a long time, butfor some reason, climax eluded me. Fleeting visionsof Mike, Paul, Charlie, Nan, Candy all chased acrossmy eyelids. At times there were any number ofcombinations and activities. My finger wandered lowerto my own ass crack and I raised my legs up and back.I toyed with my ring; teasing it with just the tip ofmy finger. My stroking became more vigorous. Speedincreased and my grip tightened. There was still norelief. I was truly “beating my meat.” I could feelmy heart rate increasing; there was almost a sensationof pain along with the throbbing in my temples.Groans and moans came from deep in my chest and mybody writhed on the sheets, twisting and turning.Just then, the phone rang.Out of breath and cross, I answered, somewhatbreathless, “Who is it?””Hey Dad, how are you? What are you doing? How’sMike? What happened in Boston this morning: I knowMike was worried.” It was Paul, not Mike. “What’swrong? You sound different.” There was one questionafter another and then silence while he waited for meto answer.I laughed. I continued to laugh till tears rolleddown my cheeks.”I”m not that funny, Dad. What the heck are youlaughing at me for?His voice sounding low, deep and somewhat peeved, Paulagain waited for an explanation.”I haven’t heard from Mike. I thought this call mightbe from him except he has no money that I know of andI was trying to jerk off with very little success. Iwas pounding myself into oblivion when the phonerang.”This time Paul laughed and said we would return tothat subject later. He wanted to know what I had doneall day. Without much detail, I told him Charlie andI had put up the boat and that Candy had sailed withus.”Did they give you a show?” he asked. I answered inthe affirmative. He asked about Nan and I told himthat she had met us later. “If I had been there, Iwould have taken care of her!” he chuckled.”Do you do women?” I blurted out.”Hey Dad, I’m a hot-blooded Marine Stud! I could nothelp myself and told him he was full of shit. “Noneed to use foul language Dad; we don’t do that.” Hescolded me. “The only time we use four-letter wordsin when we are making love,” He giggled. It was nota feminine giggle; it was all man. “I’m lonelytonight dad; it was a 12 hour day. I want you to dosomething for me, OK? Lay back down on the bed andput the phone next to your ear.” I had an idea ofwhere this was going and told Paul I would do as I wasasked. “I’m going to put you on speaker phone now.””Are you listening Dad? I’m taking off my sweatyclothes. I smell MAN smell. After I left the office,I walked back here. I want you to smell me.” Iinhaled. I could almost smell Paul. Perhaps it wasmy own oder, but I thought of it as Paul’s. “Kiss meDad, use your tongue on me. Pick at my ears with it,Chew on my lobe, and then lick my neck.”I made sucking sounds; I licked my own arm. I couldhear the bed creaking under Paul. “AGgghhhhhhhh, Dad,That feels so hot.””I want to lick your pits, boy; raise your arms forme,” I whispered.””Doing it Dad, work my man tit. I like rough titplay Dad, do it rough.”I growled as my left hand began stroking my cock; myright hand played with my own now rigid nipples. Idecided I did not like it rough; I like a soft,butterfly touch. It was working though. “Dad, lickmy belly, please Dad?” Paul’s voice was even deeper,almost harsh. I told him I would lick more than hisbelly.”I’m going to lick your big cock head, boy. I’m goingto stick my tongue right down your piss slit!” Igrowled. “with a hushed voice I continued, “And I’mgonna stick my fingers in you man hole.””Take as much of it as you can Dad, take it all!” hepanted. The sounds of bouncing bed spring and handsslapping cock shaft and head were ever increasinglylouder. “Fuck me with your fingers, Dad, work my assnut!” Paul panted. “Do it!” “Do it!” “DoooooITTttttttttt.” “I’m Cumming.” ” AAHGHHHhhhhh, Fuckme DAD, Fuck me hard. Grab my balls and pull em Dad!”” AHHHHhhhhh AHHHHhhhhhh AGGHHhhhhh!”I made the same sounds as my man cock splatted juiceall over me. Relief came.I lay there breathless, panting slower and slower. Ifinally sighed, relaxation took over.”Dad, are you OK?””Everything is perfect, Paul.””Did you like that?””It’s my first phone sex; yeah, I liked it. Thanks; Ineeded it bad.””Not anymore than I did. Anytime Dad. Tell my k**brother I’ll call him tomorrow to see how things went.”I’m headed for the shower.””Son, I loved it; and I care about you too.””Dad, that’s the first time, I think, that you calledme ‘Son”. Good night, Dad.” Paul’s voice wasemotional. Damn, he was, next to Charlie, the mostmasculine guy I had ever met; yet, there was atenderness and valunerabilty there. The phone clickedoff. I hung up and fell asleep.I heard chatter in the kitchen the next morning; itwoke me. One of Charlie’s personal business ventures,as opposed to family business, was a training programfor corporate or personal protectors and servers.Those in the program were usually college age or justout of college, very fit and very smart. The boyswere usually orphans, or from broken families, poor,and of mixed or other than white race. They learnedto cook, clean house, drive evasively, install buggingdevices, use all kinds of recording equipment, enter,leave, plant evidence or gather it, and search throughstuff without leaving tracks. Uncle Tran did that andCharlie worked on their stealth, fitness and fightingskills in the gym he had had built in his old barn.Their college and living expenses were provided;graduates were highly sought after by those peopleneeding this type of service. As I understand, thegraduates were very well paid. Charlie’s partner wasTran Nugyen, a k** he had found or rescued in Viet Namin the mid 60s. Early on, I had agreed to be one oftheir guinea pigs; it got my home cleaned free andlots of great meals prepared. Uncle Tran or Charliewould plant things, leave things, or give the guys alist of things to look for or find. How quickly theyaccomplished these tasks led to rewards.Carlos brought me my breakfast in bed; a rare treat.I sat up in bed and stretched. He took one look at meand laughed out loud. “Mr. Bill, I think you need ashower.” There were dried cum clumps in my chesthairs. I told Carlos I would tend to that later andasked him to stay for a minute. I asked him to do asmall job for me; we were encouraged to use theirservices freely. I told him that I wanted him to buyMike some clothing; I had no idea of what a young guywould like. He needed slacks, socks, shirts,underwear and a decent jacket. I had checked what hehad left in a single drawer; it was old and worn.”Ahhh, the young man that is now staying with you?” heasked. I blushed a bit and nodded. “I shall be happyto do that for you today and bring it back later. Heis very handsome and big.” Carlos was no taller than5’7″ and had not one ounce of body fat. He was ahandsome miniature. Today, I noticed for the firsttime, his tight fitting pants. He had a full basket,or so it seemed. He excused himself and began togather laundry, etcetera.I Finished my breakfast and left the crew to do theirthing. Telling Carlos I had left $200.00 on mydresser for his shopping, I went over to the gym. Ioften joined the classes; but, I always was in thelast row.Theses were beautiful to watch; especially now that Ihad begun to develop a “taste” for the male form.Eventually, we broke for lunch. Charlie and I, stillin Speedos, ate alone. We talked about Mike’s homecoming, etc. One would think we had been apart formonths, so great was my enthusiasm or need.Tran had asked to speak to Charlie privately and theymoved to the back of the room. When Charlie returnedhe was very quiet. I noticed that Tran had pointed atme during their conversation but I asked no questions.About an hour later, Carlos came into the pool areawhere Charlie and I had settled in to read. He wasfollowed closely by Uncle Tran. I sensed trouble.Charlie stood, walked over to Carlos and slapped himhard across the face, twice and then used just hisfingers in a jab under his breast bone. Tran graspedCarlos from behind, taking an arm in some lock-typegrip, and forced Carlos to his knees.I can’t tell you if it was Carlos or I who was mostshocked. “You took money that did not belong to you.”was all that Charlie said at first and then hecontinued with a tone of disgust, “You were warnedbefore. This is your last chance; you will bepunished now.””I took nothing!” Carlos gasped. “I took nothing.””We have photos; the money was on Mr. Bill’s dresser.”I began to say something, but Charlie looked at meand ordered, “Silence. This is not your affair.”There was a look in the boy’s face. He was angry. Heshook his head at me, indicating I should say nothing.I was unsure.”You choose to believe me or not; I give you my word;I took nothing.””Take of your clothes!” Charlie ordered and he sat ona bench. Tran held out a short whip type thing.Again I tried to say something.”Mr. Bill, please be quiet. Carlito, you are a cowardas well, I see.” was Tran’s taunting response.Carlos turned towards the door; “You and Mr. Charlieare assholes.”He slammed the door. The silence that followed wasdeafening.Moments later, the door opened and Carlos walked backin. He was naked. “I am not a coward.” He walkedover to Charlie and taking the whip from Tran’s hand,gave it to Charlie. “Make me cry, big man. You thinkyou own this world.” Charlie sat on the bench, placedhis hand on Carlos’ neck and bent him over so that hisbody was across Charlie’s lap.”NO!” I shouted.”Mr Bill, this is not your concern.” Carlos spokequietly. “Stay if you wish, but say nothing.”Again I started to speak. Tran’s hand went over mymouth and he spoke quietly into my ear, . “Be silent,Sir, or leave.”Whack whacK whacKK WhacKKK WHACKKK… the blowsfell fast and furiously. Carlos made not a sound; hedid not whimper, he did not exhale loudly, he laidperfectly still and stared at the floor. Welts roseon his beautiful camel colored ass flesh. It turnedred so quickly. WHACKKKK WHACCCKKKK WHACCCKkkk;the sound echoed in the room. Tears streamed down myface; I saw them now in Carlos’ eyes.WWWHHHACCCKKK WHACCCKKKKK… I watched Carlos stir.His body began thrusting down into Charlie’s lap witheach stroke of the whip.There was a new expression on his face; one I did notcomprehend.Charlie’s face showed even more rage.”You lying,sniveling, little fucking cock-sucker!” he roared.Standing, he dropped Carlos on the floor. Carlos’very thick 6″ long boy cock was at attention,quivering, and ropes of cum continued spurting fromhis piss slit landing all over the floor. Gobs of itstood out on Charlie’s Marine red bathing suit. “Youfagot bastard! Clean that off of me.” Charlie wasbeginning to show signs of excitement himself, hisgeneral’s weapon stretched the fabric tight. Bending,he grabbed Carlos head and jammed the boys mouthagainst his body, ordering, “Lick your shit off ofme.” Carlos began doing just that. He breathed hot,short breaths against Charlie’s ever enlarging wedgeshaped cock. Soon, the head emerged from the top ofthe suit, seeking its own freedom. Not touchingCharlie, Carlos ate him up. Charlie pushed the trunksdown, allowing his man flesh complete freedom. Carlosstruggled a bit but swallowed the 10″ long cock thatwas before him. Charlie cried out. “I’m cummmmmmmingyou cock-sucker. Eat it all.” He grabbed Carlos headand held it still; you could see the obstructionblocking his throat. Carlos could not breathe.”Stop IT, Stop it!” Let him alone you bastard.”Charlie let go of Carlos. I broke free from Tran andpulled Carlos to me. My voice shaking with anger andexcitement, i screamed, “Why didn’t you let me tellhim, Why?” I turned to Charlie. “I left the moneyfor him. He used it to buy clothes for Mike. God, Iasked him to do it. Charlie, what have you done? Whowere you beating? Am I a ‘Fagot Bastard” too. Withmy arms around Carlos, I headed for the door.”Bill, wait, wait!” Charlie came towards us. Thelook on his face was like death, he was ashen.”Get the fuck away from me. Leave us alone.” Once inthe locker area, I helped Carlos dress.Uncle Tran followed us into the locker room. “Carlosyou are a very brave and a very foolish boy. You hadthe chance to explain. I understand you wanted us tobelieve you.” And, turning to me, he said “Carlosneeds to tell you why we did not believe him. I willtend to him; Captain Charlie needs his friend.”I turned and went back into the pool area; Charlie wasstaring out at the ocean. “Charlie, tell me what allthat was about.” He shook his head indicating that hewould not. I walked over to him and grasped hisshoulder, “Tell me who you were beating. You weren’there, it wasn’t Carlos, that’s for sure.””Leave it be, Billy.” he whispered.”I can’t. Do you hate me now that I’ve had sex with aman; do you hate yourself?””Get out, Bill, get out of here.” His body stoodtaller and his shoulders squared; he assumed paraderest. The Marine in him took over.”Was it Paul?” I asked, “or someone else?” I wantedhim to tell me about his son.”You and your dime store psychology; get your fuckingass out of here before I hurt you!” he shouted. “GETTHE FUCK AWAY FROM ME NOW!”Hearing the commotion, Uncle Tran was thereimmediately. He handed me a tube of ointment similarto the one Charlie had used on me a few days ago.”You need to go, Mr. Bill, go now,” I left quicklyand took Carlos back to my place. When we arrived, Isuggested that Carlos drop his shorts and bend overthe table. His ass looked ugly and red; the weltswere darker and there was a drop of blood on his ringwhere one of the lashes had torn that tender flesh. Islowly worked the ointment in; Carlos shivered andthen blushed; his boy cock stood erect.”Pretty good stuff, isn’t it.” I told him as I thenstroked his well-muscled back with the flat of myhand. I was taking great pleasure in having warm,muscled flesh under my hands. “Don’t you think it’stime to tell me what Tran was talking about?””I took something of yours.” Carlos began.”What?””A pair of sweaty, stained briefs. Uncle Tran caughtme sniffing them back at camp.” Carlos’ head hungdown onto his chest. “I’m sorry Mr. Bill; I had noright. I just wanted to…”I stopped him. “I’m flattered. If Mike were not dueback and if I didn’t think I was in love with him; Iwould show you how flattered I really am. My handscontinued exploring boy flesh. I don’t reallyunderstand the reasons why Charlie and Tran were soangry about a pair of old briefs.” My hands, ontheir own, now stroking his thighs and scrotum. Myown cock stood erect. Carlos explained that thetaking of anything without express orders was aviolation of trust. Carlos pulled away from me saying,”I’ll not lead you into temptation, Mr. Bill.”After that, we talked for almost an hour about manythings, especially about what his life had been likebefore meeting Uncle Tran through his nephew.Finally, I suggested, “Why don’t you get dressed andthen lie down on the couch. I think Mike will bealong anytime now and I want to check on Charlie.” Imet Tran as I walked up to the ridge. He asked ifCarlos had told me about his “failure,” as Tran calledit. Once again, I said that it was insignificant andthat it did not merit the beating that Carlos hadtaken.”That is not for you to decide, Mr. Bill, not for you.Charlie is in bed; I gave him something. Please,never again ask him about things in the past. Theyare best left buried deep. Please. I will takeCarlos home if he will come.” I followed him backdown to my place. Carlos was in the bedroom puttingaway the things he had chosen for Mike. Bowing toCarlos and looking down at his feet for severalmoments, Tran then raised his eyes and lookingdirectly at the boy, he offered, “Carlos, I am verysorry. I should have listened with my heart. I carefor you and want to do only that which is best foryou. Will you accept my apology? I know that CaptainCharlie is very sorry for what has happened. He willhave great difficulty telling you that, but he will doit I think. It may take some time; he is a too proudman like you. Will you come back with me?”About that time I heard what had to Father Liam’s carstopping outside. Mike came in followed by theFather. Both carried a box and a green trash bagwhich they unceremoniously dropped on the clean floor.Carlos clicked his tongue and shook his head; he hada grin on his face. I introduced Tran and Carlos toMike and Father Liam who then left quickly andquietly. I continued explaining to Mike that theywere part of Charlie’s business and that Carlos wasresponsible for some of the great food we had eatenand certainly for our living in a clean place withfresh laundry. Realizing that Carlos must know of our”living arrangements,” Mike blushed.Carlos tried to put him at ease, “Hey brother, anytimeyou get tired of living with this great Dad, just letme know cause I’ll be on my way in as you leave.Come, Uncle Tran, these two want to be alone.” Helaughed and took Tran’s hand, “Uncle, I ask for yourforgiveness for my pride.” Tran ruffled his hair andled him out. Tran turned to me and said that he wouldbe back later to check on Charlie.They were out of sight for less than a second whenMike’s arms were around me, hugging me tight to him.”Dad, I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of you.” Hekissed me. I kissed him back. “Let’s go to bed!” hesaid in a boy voice. I asked if he wanted to tell mehow it had all gone and he indicated no saying,”Later, I’ve thought about nothing else but doing thissince we came over the bridge.” By then we werestanding next to the bed and I began to take off myclothes. “No Dad, let me, please?” At that point,Mike could have done anything to me that he wanted; Iwas putty in his strong, lean hands. In seconds wewere naked with hands, legs and tongues entwined andour bodies thrusting hard into each others flesh.Mike fell back onto the bed, pulling me with him. Hetook both cocks in hand and began a gentle stroking ofour combined flesh. My tongue probed his mouth and myhands grabbed his shoulders, pulling us together astightly as possible and leaving space for the magichis fingers were working on both throbbing cocks.There was little finesse, there was little patience;both of us were driven to complete the act. It wassex; it was passion; it was part love.I don’t think it took very long and we let go of ourpent-up love at just about the same time. There weregrunts, groans, love words, and finally sounds ofrelease. “Ahh Dad, you can’t believe how much Ineeded that; you’ve made an addict of me.” I askedwhat he thought he had done to me and then afterseveral moments of soft, gentle kissing, hugging andplaying with boy and man juice, I asked him to tell mewhat had gone on. In just a few sentences, Mike toldme that he was no longer a seminarian; that it hadbeen difficult but not ugly and that he was happy. Iaccepted that. He then asked about Charlie.I told him about the events of the day leaving out themost graphic parts regarding the brutal spanking andCharlie’s ugly words. “Bill, there’s more to thisthan what you’re telling me. I can see you are veryupset.” I shook my head and Mike knew I could not saymore. “It’s OK Dad, when you are ready. Well, Iguess I’m here to stay with all my worldlypossessions. Maybe I should put the stuff away; Idon’t want to upset Carlos or give him any reasons totry and get rid of me.” He laughed. I thought abouthow little Mike had. I told him I had cleared somespace in the closet and in the dresser. When Mikeopened the door to the closet the new clothes wereimmediately obvious and I told him there was morestuff in “his drawers.” He was like a k** atChristmas; there were tears in his eyes. “Nobody hasever done anything like this before for me.” He beganto cry.”Don’t boy, don’t. It’s just clothes.” I tried tocomfort him.”It’s not the things; it’s the idea of thinking enoughabout me to do something like this.” I explainedthat I had help from Carlos and Mike, cheering up andwith that devilish gleam in his eye that was becomingincreasingly more apparent, answered “Maybe I’ll haveto think of a special way to say thanks.””If you collect anymore friend like Paul, I’ll nothave room in my bed for you.” I could tease too.By then, Mike had finished and fallen back down ontothe bed. “Want to do it again, sweet old man?” Ijoined him, closed my eyes and pretended to snore. Ifell asleep. It was dark when I woke; there was ascratching and yelping at the door. It was Charlie’sdog. I opened the door but he would not come in.Instead, he tossed his head and started off the deck.When I did not follow, Felix came back and continuedyelping and pointing back to Charlie’s with his noseand paw. Hearing Mike on the keyboard, I yelled to himthat I was on my way to Charlie’s and that I would beback shortly. He told me that he had lots of work todo and laughing, also that I need not hurry; we wouldhave plenty of time later to pick up where I hadfallen asleep on him.I had difficulty keeping up with the dog. Felix wasan older Shepherd and usually did not move tooquickly; I sensed that something was wrong. Ifollowed Felix into the house and then he startedupstairs. In the 18 months I known Charlie, I hadnever entered this part of his home; there had been noreason to and I had not asked or been invited. Ifollowed Felix through a large bedroom that had beentrashed. We went into a space difficult to imagine.It was, I figured, over the 3 bay garage. Bizarre tosay the least, it looked exactly like a military tentwith canvas stretched to rafters and beams. Therewere 6 cots, footlockers, lanterns and other Corpsthings. Then I saw Charlie’s naked body. It lookedas if he had tripped over a locker or perhaps a rifle,and had fallen with or on an empty whiskey bottle thathad broken open. His head also was gashed, but his armwas badly cut and there was blood everywhere. He hadbeen able to fashion a tourniquet of sorts with hisSpeedo but his strength must have eroded and he wasbarely conscious. “Sorry to bother you Billy; Felixyou did well.” The dog howled. I grabbed a knifethat on the locker and used it to twist the bathingsuit tighter on his arm. “Push the red button on thewall phone there; it will bring help.” he whispered tome. Stretching as far as I could, I could just reachthe communications box. I did or tried anyway tofollow orders; not noticing I had pushed the wrongbutton.”Major Paul Allen,” was the sound I herd.”Paul, It’s Bill. Charlie’s hurt…”He interrupted, “This is not a secure line, Sir. Ifyou will push the red button, please.” and the linedisconnected. I pushed the red one.”Tran is on line too, Bill. What are you doing in thebarracks?” Paul asked. I quickly explained that Felixhad come to get me and what I had found. Tran asked afew questions and said he would get his nephew, thedoctor, and be there immediately. I said somethingabout an ambulance and Tran said, “Not necessary, Mr.Bill. Please don’t leave him. We will be thereimmediately.” Paul asked a moment or two later,”Bill, are you there?” I could hardly talk, I nodded.”Bill, talk to me!’ Paul ordered, again sounding likea Major. I told him then what the day had been like.”SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!” Paul said. Neither Paul orCharlie used words like that. “I’ll be there as soonas I can get out of here.” I asked Paul if he couldcontact Mike and tell him I would be a while and toplease not come looking for me. “Will do! Dad,thanks for being there and I’ll see you latertonight.” The sound of a line closing echoed in thevast space. I was alone with Charlie and frightened.It must have been no more than five minutes later whenI heard Mike calling my name. “Dad, Paul sent me andtold me to tell you he made the decision.” I told himto follow my voice. He gasped when he entered thetent. “Wow, this looks like a movie set.” Then hesaw Charlie. “Sweet Jesus, help him.” That’s whatMike prayed. I joined him.Mike knelt beside me and started acting like a doctor;he took pulse rate, examined scalp, checked pupils.After a few moments, I asked if he knew what he wasdoing? “When Paul called, he sounded very upset. Heanswered a few questions and that’s when I told himabout spending 3 years in med school. That’s why Paulthen told me everything that had happened.” I lookedat him with amazement in my face . “I graduated fromhigh school at 16, did -med at Georgetown, and thenwent on at Tufts. I thought I wanted to be a medicalmissionary but you have to love medicine and I came torealize that I didn’t; not enough anyway””And you didn’t think that was important enough totell me?” I asked in a peevish voice; I wasimmediately ashamed. “Forget that last question Mike;I’m a bit upset here.” We were interrupted by Tran’svoice from an overhead speaker. He asked if Mike wasthere and Mike answered yes. Tran’s nephew, thedoctor, then took over and explained to Mike that Paulhad spoken with him and then went on to tell him thatthere was a small dispensary at the other end of thehall from where we were and that in it, Mike wouldfind what he needed to begin taking care of Charlie.There was blood in the freezer that probably needed tobe thawed, and that it would be another 15 minutesbefore he and Tran arrived. They signed off and thenMike told me what to do, I followed his orders now. Wemoved Charlie and I helped as much as I could.At one point, Charlie opened his eyes and seeing Mike,he called out. “No no, no, I’m not ready to die, noRoddy, no.” When the other two arrived, the nephewtook over, the Doctor asked Tran and me to leave. Tranprotested; he was very emotional and on the edge ofbreaking down. Mike gave him a hug and said Charliewould be “OK!” I then told Tran what Charlie had saidwhen we were moving him. I took Tran’s hand and ledhim out; we went downstairs.”I will tell you some things now that you need toknow. Charlie saved me; he saved my two sisters. Weowe him everything. In Viet Nam, I became his andBruce’s hooch boy. I cleaned, cooked, ran errands andprovided other services. They quartered inside theembassy walls. I was 12 or 13 when I started. Ourmother was Viet , our father was French, a businessman. When the war began to go badly in the north, heran off further south and we, being of mixed blood,were outcasts. We fled to Saigon where my mother hopedto find our father and to work for the Americans. Shewas well-educated and spoke 5 languages. We soonlearned that my father had been killed; probably bythe uncle who took us in. He was my dead aunt’shusband. My oldest sister, 14, he turned into aprostitute. My mother was his concubine and began todrink too much; she tried to blot things out. By doingwhat she did, she fed us and kept a roof over ourhead. My little sister, Marie, was then only 8. Ispoke English and French so I was sent out to pimp.Bruce and Charlie were assigned to the embassy; Isolicited there, just outside. Those two thought I was”cute.” Maybe a month after I began working forCaptain Charlie and Captain Bruce, I introduced Bruceto my sister and they became involved very quickly. Hewould visit Michelle often at my uncle’s place. Hepaid my uncle to keep him from making money off ofher. My mother had died by then; the uncle was ourkeeper. Charlie never went nor did he ask for me tofind him someone for comfort; he loved his wife. Oneof their duties was to entertain visiting people ofimportance. Maybe a year, almost two perhaps, later,Bruce asked me to find a girl for a visitingcongressman from Texas. He would bring this man to myuncle’s that night and while he stayed with Michelle,that other man would be taken care of. My sister wasnow working in the embassy and saw no other man butBruce.Bruce and the congressman had been bar hopping andwere quite drunk when they arrived. This Texas man wasvery huge. He was taller and bigger all over thanCharlie and fat. When he took of his pants the girl Ihad found ran away. His cock was too large. He wasvery angry at my uncle and at me. He saw my littlesister and said something about her being too small.Then he looked at me; his eyes were filled with evillust. He pointed at me and asked, “How much for theboy?” It took only a minute for my uncle and the fatman to agree on a price for my body. “I tried to begbut my uncle said it’s you or your sister. I thentried to run to Captain Bruce; I called to him but hedid not hear. My uncle and the fat man caught me andpulled my clothes off. The fat man bent me over thetable, face down and told my uncle to stuff my mouthwith his cock. My uncle, a strong man, took both of myhands in one of his and used the other to push my faceinto his crotch. He became erect and then pushed itinto my mouth. He did that very quickly and I wasgagged by his flesh. I struggled to breathe. I felthuge hands on me; they pulled and grabbed me all over.Then the Texas man pushed one finger, then two intome. I almost passed out. I screamed but the cock in mythroat prevented any sound from being heard. He heldonto my waist and spread my legs with his knees. Hishuge prick ripped into me. I screamed in silence. Thepain was unbearable and I passed out for a fewmoments. When I came to, my uncle was grabbing hiscrotch and screaming too. I had bitten down on him andhis manhood was hanging onto his body by bloodythreads of flesh. I yelled to Marie to get Bruce. Sheran. My tormentor was pounding his huge cock into mybody. The pain, although less, was intense; I stillremember it. Tran’s face was covered with his tears ashe told me this. Marie could not wake Bruce but wasable to tell Michelle what was happening. Michelle ranto get Charlie. The fat man, having cum once andpaused for only a second, was intent on again. He wasstill tearing at my ass with his prick when Bruce, nowawake, came through the door. I was sobbing in painand fear. My uncle had picked up a meat cleaver andwas coming towards me. Seeing this, Bruce spun towardshim and turned the cleaver around quickly and it wentdeep into my uncle’s belly. The Texan did not noticeanything going on around him; he continued to fuck meas hard as any man could do that to another humanbeing. Then Bruce hit the congressman over the headwith a kettle. He went u*********s. He yanked the fatman from me. As he pulled from my ass, his huge cockerupted again and again covering my back with hisyellow cum. His cock was covered with cum, ass slimeand blood. A mix of all three ran down my thighs.Bruce told Michelle to take Marie and he carried me inhis arms like a baby back to the embassy. Quicklyexplaining to Captain Charlie what had happened, heasked Charlie to tend to me. Charlie told Bruce to dothat; then Charlie grabbed his camera and went back tomy uncle’s place. He took pictures of the stillu*********s congressman. He placed my uncles bloodycock in the congressman’s mouth and took that picture.He took one of the congressman with the cleaver in hishand. He turned my uncle over the floor and rolled thecongressman on top of him and took that and then hereversed the two and took another. He put my uncle’smouth on the congressman’s ass and took that andfinally he took pictures of the Texas huge cockcovered with everything. I know about these pictures;I destroyed them after the congressman died a fewyears ago.Charlie pulled the fat, naked man outside of myuncle’s place and then he set it on fire. He got aMarine, one that he knew, who was then passing by tohelp him bring the partially conscious fat man back tothe embassy. He ordered the Marine who helped him tobe silent forever on what he had seen and helped do.When Charlie came back to quarters, he sent Bruce tobe with my sisters and he himself bathed and dressedmy wounds. He was so very very gentle for such a bigman. I fell in love with him at that moment and I lovehim still.Charlie’s father, also a general in the Corps, wasstationed as well. Charlie told him everything thathad happened I believe. The next day, the congressmanand my two sisters were on a plane back to Washington.The congressman, after seeing Charlie’s quicklydeveloped pictures, became our “best friend.” He wasof high rank in the senate and all immigrationproblems were quickly taken care of. The sisters wentto Charlie’s father’s wife, Sylvia. She became like amother to them. I stayed with Bruce and Charlie intheir quarters. I was not able to travel that quicklyand the congressman did not want to see me at all; notthen, not ever. He knew what he had done and there wasgreat guilt in his heart. My sisters wrote to meoften; Sylvia had them both in school and they werehappy. Michelle was in love with Bruce and he with hereven though thousands of miles separated them.I stood then and walked towards Tran, thinking to hughim. “Please sit, Mr. Bill. I am not finished. “Brucewas very lonely for my sister. I loved him almost asmuch as Charlie. One night, after he came in afterdrinking quite a bit. Charlie was away for a few daysand we were alone. I was so lonely and I was cold. Iwaited for him to undress and get into his bed andthen I climbed in under the covers with him. I reacheddown and gently took his beautiful cock into my handsand began to rub it so softly. Bruce at first tried topush me from the bed. I begged, “Captain Bruce, let medo this for you. I love you and you love my sister.”He was hard by then; he was under the influence ofalcohol, and my hands were very talented. He stoppedresisting and I lowered the covers. I twisted my bodydown and took him into my mouth and sucked him withgreat loving care. I explored his shaft with my tongueand then his huge scrotum. He was like a waterbuffalo.” Charlie smiled at me and laughed then. I hada hard on that he could see easily. I licked and Isucked and I his belly, his cock, his balls and thenhis ass. Finally his hands reached down to my head andhe pulled me up and hugged me to him. He kissed memany times. HE called me Michelle and I did not mindthat at all. If that is what he had to do for hisconscience, I did not mind. He put me over onto myback and he lifted my legs and spread them apart. Heentered me with his big cock. It did not hurt me. Iloved him. That night we made love many times.Finally, he took my small boy cock in his hand andbrought me for a third time to eruption. The first twotimes I had cum and not even touched myself. Bruce wasgentle and loving man. We continued this many timesbut only when Charlie was not present.”One night, Captain Charlie caught us. We thought hewould be out a long time drinking but he came homeearly. We were naked on top of the bed. Bruce wasfucking me hard and we did not hear Charlie come in.He grabbed Bruce and beat him and beat him and beathim. Bruce was not a big man; he was strong but notanything like Charlie. Charlie called him every dirtyname that you have ever heard. Bruce finally curledinto a ball and tried to protect himself from thepunishment Charlie poured down onto him. The officerin the next room tried to come in but Charlie shovedhim aside and told him to get out and mind his ownbusiness he wanted some the same. Then Charliegrabbed me and put me over his lap. He beat my ass.You have seen him do that. It was me that he wasbeating the other day, not Carlos I think. I took itsilently knowing that it was deserved. I became erectand my cock went between Charlie’s huge, muscularthighs. He was even bigger then. Charlie himself hadby then an erection. You understand, he was drunk?”Tran asked me, looking straight into my eyes. Inodded. Tran continued, “His nickname then was , 10.He then put me down on the bed, face down, dropped hispants, and rammed his huge cock into me. I was notready. It all happened too quickly. I screamed andscreamed. Charlie fucked me hard, so hard and all thewhile swearing and calling me names. Bruce tried topull him off of me and Charlie knocked himu*********s. By then, the Marine next door had gone toget General Putnam, the father. He came with hisGunny. Gunny was also a huge man, Black and biggereven than Charlie or his father. The general was fitand as big as Charlie. Gunny broke down the door. Thegeneral took one look and exploded. He told Gunny toget Bruce and me to the infirmary and that he woulddeal with his son. Gunny took Bruce first. By then,Charlie was aware of where he was and what hadhappened. He stood naked by the bed. His father toldhim to stand at attention and then the General startedon Charlie. He hit him first in his gut with bothfists. Then he started on his chest and face. Charliestood absolutely quiet, still at attention. His fatherquietly called him a dirty ass fucking and everyother word for queer that you have ever heard. GeneralPutnam told him that he was a disgrace as a Marine, asa man and as a father. He asked Charlie what hethought his son would think of a father like Charliewere he to find out. Charlie said nothing and theGeneral continued pounding his son. By the time Gunnyreturned to take me, the older man had run out ofwords and anger and strength. He turned to Gunny andsaid, “I want no record of this. I want Bruce on thefirst plane out of here. I want you to forget thishappened as shall I.” He then turned to Charlie, “I amin you. My heart is breaking. Damn you Charlie, DamnYou.” With that, he turned and left. Gunny started topick me up to take me away. “I begged him to leave me,”I need to take care of Captain Charlie. Please.Please let me do that. I am alright. He will not hurtme again.” Charlie still stood. His mouth was bleedingand the bruises from the punches his father had givenhim were beginning to appear. Gunny nodded and left. Iwent to Charlie and managed to get him to sit; I thinkhe was in shock. I got towels, soap and I bathed himand put him to bed. I did that again today. I don’tknow even now how his mind works. One thing I doknow, Charlie loves you and he may be in love withyou. Please, Mr. Bill, be careful of him and be goodto him. I love him.”I went to Tran; I hugged him to me.Tran then called home and asked for Carlos to come outto help. I had questions. I asked where Bruce wasnow and Tran told me that he was married to his sisterMichelle, retired from the Corps, had two c***dren oneof whom was also a doctor and that Bruce was still afriend of Charlie’s. I next asked what happened thenext day in the General’s office.Tran started, ‘It was all very polite and reserved; itwas very Marine. The General asked Charlie if havingsex with men or boys was a habit and Charlie told himthat it had never happened before. The Generalaccepted that and I believe what Charlie said wastrue. the General then asked me the same question andI told him that I was doing it with Bruce who was thenstill in sick bay. I told him how it had started; thatit was my fault. The general was quiet for a momentand then asked if I thought I would like to join mysisters in the United States. He went on to say thatI must give him my word that I would not have anyhomosexual involvement from that day forward and thathe would have me sent to a military school with theintent that I would join the Corps on graduation. Ipromised acceptance of all he wished and he said Iwould be on the next plane out of Saigon that had anempty seat. He then indicated that I should say myGood Byes then and there to Captain Charlie and thathe would leave us alone. Charlie hugged me to hischest and with a broken voice, told me how sorry hewas for what he had done. I told him that I was gladthat it had happened; that I wanted him to do that tome. He spoke quietly, “Tran, I rid you of your unclehoping to free you from that life. I was so angry atBruce for doing that to you and at you for lettinghim. I may have wanted you for myself, I guess andwas afraid to even think about it. Alcohol is noexcuse for what I did to you. Will you forgive me?”I went to him and hugged him as hard as I could. “Youpromised my father, now promise me that you won’t doit with any man again.” This I did, I was sobbinglike a baby. “Now go quickly. I still need to talkto the General.” and with those words we parted. Itwas a few years later before I saw Charlie again andwe spent only a few minutes talking about the past.He briefly told me about the rest of that morning.Charlie gave his father, not the General this time, avery hard time. The first thing Charlie said was thatif his father ever put a hand on him again in anger,that he would not be responsible for what happened.Charlie threatened to kill his father if he everstruck him again. This shocked the General I am sure.I believe that Charlie told him that as a Father hehad failed him all his life; that he was a failure inevery way as a father. The General was not aroundCharlie as a young boy because of the war and he andCharlie’s mother divorced a few years later. WhenCharlie spent any time with his father during anoccasional vacation, the General was always busy andif there was a problem, the General’s first reactionwas to strike Charlie and ask questions later. Gunnywas more of a dad to Charlie. Charlie then told hisfather that he had spent a good part of his earlyyears fighting of the fagots that hung around hismother. She was a fine concert pianist and probably,after the divorce, a lesbian. Charlie also said theonly reason he had joined the Marines was in the hopethat his Bayan Escort father just might love him. If Charlie haddone what he wanted, he would probably be a greatartist today. Charlie even accused the General ofsabotaging his wedding by sleeping with his wife’ssister after the rehearsal. Indeed the General haddone that and the result was a remarriage and thebirth of Charlie’s half-brother. It is myunderstanding that the General stood there in silencewhile Charlie did this number on him. There were alitany of other wrongs. The only real father Charlieever experienced was his Grandfather Putnam. He was acurious old man in my opinion. Charlie spent summershere on the Cape with him. Charlie said his fatherasked if Charlie was finished after several minutes ofsilence. Then the General walked to Charlie, took hishand and asked for Charlie to forgive him and told himthat he loved Charlie; had always loved him and thathe knew he had not shown it or ever said it. TheGeneral also acknowledged that he had been a failureas a Dad. I think they both had very intense momentthen. They were in a new place, I believe. TheGeneral decided shortly after that to return toWashington so that he could be a better father to hisson Alex. He had that kind of power in the Corps.I wanted to know more about Tran so I asked. “Imarried after I joined the Corps. My wife was thedaughter of the General’s steward. We have 4c***dren; one son is gay as you probably know. He isthe one with the health club in Boston; ourrecruiter.” The other three are doing well and liveaway. I do not see them often enough. Tran smiledand continued. My wife died of cancer about 10 yearsago and until she died I was never with anyone else.I served most of my career in Washington; the lastseveral years working for Captain or General Charlieby then. I was aware of the relationship between Pauland Rod, and then the relationship which came toinclude Charlie and David after Rod’s death. I wantedto join them but I had promised. After my wife diedthere was no longer a reason, so I have man sex now.Is there anything else? “With Carlos?” I asked. Hesmiled, nodded and said, “and with Paul, David,Charlie and the others.” I shook my head. We sat insilence for some time.Mike came down and said that everything was going tobe fine; Charlie had a concussion, that the cut in hisarm had nicked a vein but done no nerve damage. Hewent on to say that they had emptied him out andfilled him up. I guess I look puzzled. “Dad, westitched him up, pumped his stomach and gave himtransfusions. The sedative that Tran gave Charlie didnot mix well with the booze and it was the fall thatdid the damage.” He laughed. Tran did too and Iguess the good news released lots of pent up emotionsin all of us. Mike went back upstairs. Then Transuggested that when Carlos came that they would fixCharlie’s room and that I might get some food togetheras Paul would be there shortly and all of us wouldneed to eat. I asked if he thought I could be trustedin the kitchen. Tran laughed and said, CaptainCharlie says you are an excellent cook!” By thenCarlos was standing in front of us looking rathergrim. Quickly, Tran told him the ‘good news’ and weall got busy.A short time later I heard the helicopter approach andflipped the lights on that lighted the field outsidethe kitchen windows. The next thing I saw was a humanform sliding down a rope not 15 feet from where Istood. It could only be Paul; rather a dramaticentrance. I went to let him in and was greeted with ahuge bear hug and a full mouth on mouth kiss. He toldme that he had talked to Mike just before he landedand then he grabbed me again and pulled my ass hardwith his hands so that our crotches were strainedagainst each other. “Dad, I’ve got a hard on foryou!” and then he roared with laughter. “I wish Ihad a camera; you should see your face.” I reacted; Itook my hand and clutched his cock, hard, very hard.”Woooah!” he gasped.”It’s not nice to fool Father Nature!” I teased backand then I pulled his face down to mine and stuck mytongue down his throat. “There, That’s all you’ll getfrom me, Sonny Boy. Now get out of my kitchen so Ican finish up.”I’ll not bore you with the other details. We allgathered in the kitchen to eat after Mike and thedoctor had secured Charlie in his bed. They boththought he would be feeling pretty good by the morningand Tran would spend the night in his room. “I askedif that also meant in his bed. After a moment ofsilence, Paul spoke out. “No, that’s my place.” Tranthen took Carlos by the hand and said that seeing thathe was not wanted that he and Carlos had better thingsthat they could do. We all chuckled. I was told toleave the kitchen as it was; the crew would be infirst thing in the morning. The doctor nephew who wasBruce’s son, Tran and Carlos bowed smartly and werelaughed out of the room.I reached for Mike’s hand saying, “Michael, we havebetter things that we could be doing too.” Paul shookhis head and said “I guess I’m the only one who won’tget any tonight.” Mike and I each blew him a kiss.I barely made it inside our place before Mike startedtaking off my clothes and then his own. I let him.”I’m not sure I have the strength for all this!” Ilaughed. Mike picked me up and carried me to bed.His strength constantly amazed me. He put me gentlyon my belly and began a massage. He started with myears, then my neck and worked slowly across eachshoulder and down each arm. He pulled each hand upindividually and then sucked gently on each finger.Then with his tongue, he played with my spine as hishands worked my thighs, ass cheeks, and then mycalves. I felt his hot breath and then his tongueenter my ass crack. I turned over quickly; my cockstood straight up.”You are driving me crazy; I’ll that cum that way ifyou want me to but I think I have a better Idea.”With that I rolled on top of Mike, I lifted his legsand spread them and then with my own tongue, I beganto bathe his belly, cock and balls. After severalmoments, I pushed his legs back further exposing hisboy hole to my tongue. He was sweaty but clean; I hadcome to like that special smell. Finally I summed upthe courage to do it; I rammed my tongue into him.Mike moaned with pleasure; his cock leaked all overhis belly. I gathered it in my hands and applied itto my throbbing cock and with my mouth juices alreadyat the gates of paradise, I reared up and thrustmyself into Mike’s hot, tight boy hole. We fuckedeach other back and forth for just a very short time.All of the pent-up emotions in each of us broughtearly climax and we both exploded loads of cum at thesame time. Mine went deep into Mike’s gut and hissprayed all over both of us. I collapsed onto hisbeautiful, firm body and I kissed him. He kissed meback and then I promptly fell asleep.I heard Mike get up just about dawn. I stirred a bitand he told me to go back to sleep and that he wouldbring me breakfast in bed after he and Paul had donetheir exercises. I warned him, “Be sure its onlyexercises you do with that Marine.”Mike laughed; “Yeah Dad, he told me you made himpromise. We need to talk about that.”Trying to sound stern, I answered, “There will be nodiscussion on that boy. I set the rules here.””Yes Sir!” And with that, Paul left. Some time laterI woke again and began to watch Paul and Mike throughthe window. I saw Charlie come up behind them. Igrabbed my robe and ran outside. The boys saw my faceand turned to see Charlie just about next to them;their concentration had been so intense that they hadnot heard his stealthy approach. Paul began toexplode at Charlie.”Be quiet, Major! I need to talk to Bill.” Charlietook my arm and quietly said, “Get me the hell insidebefore I fall on my face.” I did just that and toldthe boys to continue what they were doing, thatCharlie and I would be fine. A look passed betweenthe Marines and Paul was silent.I took Charlie by his arm and we went into my home.Charlie then said softly, “Take me to your bed; I needto lie down. I’m OK; don’t look so worried. I’m justweak from the loss of blood; I’ll be fine in aminute.”I put him into my bed and he then pulled me down nextto him. “Lie here beside me but don’t look at mewhile I talk. Please, Bill?”He began with an apology which I insisted was notnecessary. I told him that I did not think I wouldhave survived the last 18 months if it had not beenfor him. He raised up, bent his head over mine andkissed me; this time it was on the lips. Charlie laidback down, stared at the ceiling for s few minutes andthen asked how much of his life story Tran and Paulhad told me. I did not lie; I said that some things Ihad remembered on my own and had asked explanations ofeach of them. “I don’t care what they told you, Bill.I just don’t need to repeat any of the gory details.It’s all stuff you needed to know.” he went on.I asked him then about his wife and son. You go rightfor the jugular, Billy.” I looked over to see tearsbegin to stream from his eyes. “I did that to my ownson.” I asked him what? “I beat him when I caught heand Paul in bed together. I beat him. He did notfight back. My wife came in at the end; she pulled meoff of Roddy. It came out then that she had knownabout Paul and my son for quite some time. I was justas angry at her and almost struck her. Rod steppedbetween us and being the Marine that he was, asked ifI would like to hit him again?. Billy, I turned andleft. About an hour later I heard a car; it was mywife’s. My wife, Paul and Roddy walked out to it. Icalled to them; I asked them to please wait. I gavethem an apology; I meant it from my heart. My sonshook my hand as did Paul. Neither of them said aword. My wife turned away from me; she would not lookat me. They left for the airport and a flight thatended in tragedy. Paul returned with the car an houror so later. By then I was half drunk. He began topack his things, saying he would move into a hotel.We talked then for several hours; he agreed to stayin the Marines and to stay with me. I continueddrinking that night. I was still half drunk when theword came about the plane crash. A few days later, Ireceived a letter from my wife; it was found in herhandbag. She wrote it on the plane. She loved me,Billy. She forgave me and told me that Roddy did tooand that we would all talk when I returned toWashington. I did not deserve that forgiveness; notthen and not now. I did to them what my father haddone to me. Paul kept me alive then and for almost ayear after that. I drank heavily but he protected me;very few in the Corps new what was happening to me.One night, just a year after the crash, I lostcontrol. I started on Paul. Did he tell you we woundup in or on his bed?” I nodded. “Then you know therest.” He stopped.I became aware of laughter from the shower. The boyshad finished. The door opened shortly and twobeautiful, wet, naked men carried in breakfast trays.They asked in unison, “Coffee, tea or me?”It was a tension breaker; one that Charlie and Ineeded. We laughed and each of us patted the bed. Asone, they put down the trays, pulled back the quiltthat I had covered Charlie and me with, and climbed ontop of us. Paul eased himself onto Charlie and Mike,with more enthusiasm, ground himself down on top ofme. He whispered in my ear, “I’m yours alone, sweetold man. You can do whatever you want to these two,but I’m yours alone.”I was in a semi-state of shock. This was just aboutone week from my first sex with Mike and now I foundmyself in bed with him and 2 other men. There was abit of guilt, perhaps a flash of shame, and sprinkleof embarrassment but any doubts or regrets vanishedquickly as Mike continued to slide back and forth ontop of me. A combination of lust and love tookcharge. The fact that my best friend was laying nakednext to me and about to fuck a magnificent Marine, aman that I had also had sex with added to theintensity of feelings. I began leaking pre-cum; itmixed with Mike’s; there would be little need for anyKY. The heat of our two cocks rubbing hard againsteach other was intense. Paul looked over at me andwinked; I laughed out loud. Then Mike giggled. Heturned to face Paul and there faces began to inchtowards each other. “Hey Son, pay attention here!” Igasped and with a free hand, gently pushed Paul’s headdown towards Charlie’s. I managed to get out thewords, “My buddy here needs all your attention, boy.”Once again, Mike and Paul caught each other’s eye andthen they rose up in unison. They each reached behindand centered a dad cock at their rings and giving eachother a nod, they then screwed themselves down ontotwo throbbing posts at exactly the same moment. Thismust have been planned during their exercising. WithPaul counting cadence, Charlie and I were serviced bytwo young studs.”Remember buddy, I bet you 10, I’ll win!” Paulmoaned. For the first time, Charlie and I madedeliberate eye contact. We had both avoided it tillthis moment. We realized at the same instant that wewere part of a contest. It seemed that Mike and Paulwere fucking us not only out of love and lust, butalso as part of some weird bet to see who could makehis lover cum first. The two boys were locked in eyecontact. It also occurred to me that they might be orwere mentally fucking each other. There was a briefmoment of angry jealousy that passed through my mind;but the whole thing was so damn erotic that I gave anynegative thoughts. I figured that I owed Mike thefreedom to explore sex mentally but not physically. Igrimaced at my own selfishness.”Looking at Charlie, I grunted, “I can last longerthan you can! I’ll bet you $20.””Your a beginner, Billy Boy, just a beginner. “I’llshow you how it’s done.” With that, his hands went toPaul’s waist and Charlie, with his 10″ cock still deepin Paul’s ass, lifted Paul and then turned him sothat his back was to Charlie’s face. Charlie’s handsthen went to Paul’s shoulders and he began bendingPaul down and Charlie then began to twist so that injust seconds he was fucking Paul in the dog position.I’m not sure how it was managed. I could seeCharlie’s magnificent, hard muscled ass just inchesdown and beside my face. I took two fingers put themat Mike’s mouth.”Wet em!” I told my beautiful fucker. He did andthen I began toying with Charlie’s ass ring and veryfull scrotum. I pulled down gently. His balls werethe size of medium eggs; they were much larger thanmine. I then softly circled his ass ring with my wetfinger, teasing it. I slowly inserted one finger intoCharlie’s rectum till I found his Prostate and I beganto massage it gently but firmly. My finger went indeeper and deeper and I increased the pressure andspeed. “I play to win, friend. Never forget that.””You are a damn cheater and a fraud. Where did youlearn how to do that?” Charlie panted at me. “Notfair, not fair Billy. You had best never forget thatthis old Yankee always gets even.” He laughed and hisass muscled tightened hard on my finger. I doubtedthat I could pull it out even if I wanted to. I couldnot move my finger in and out but I could press andrelease and this I did with ever increasing speed.Mike was watching me and could see my fore-arm musclestense and relax. He began timing his rise and fall tothe muscle impulses he was seeing. Mike’s goal was tomake me cum before Charlie. Paul gathered what washappening from the conversation that passed betweenCharlie and me; it was difficult to understand asthere was much groaning, moaning, hissing and rapidhard breathing going on. Paul worked his ass all theharder in his effort to Take Mike’s $10.00 All four ofus were getting closer and closer. I watched asCharlie’s balls were squeezed tighter and tighter bythe constricting muscles that were getting ready toexpel his baby makers. I willed myself to relax in aneffort to delay my own climax. Mike sensing this,bent down and stuck his long curled tongue into mymouth. He fucked me with his tongue and then he slidhis lips over to my ear and began chewing. This was asure way to speed up my climax. Charlie’s thrustsinto Paul’s ass were shorter and faster and I knew hewas damn close. I sensed a brief second of relaxationand tore my finger from his vise-grip ass muscles andslapped his ass several times; not as hard as I could,but hard enough to make his flesh burn. This did it.”FUUUCCCCCKKKKKKK!!! FUCCCKKKKkkkkkkFFFFUUUUCCCKKKKKK”Charlie screamed out several times. I was surprisedby his loud use of the “F” word; it was not thelanguage of an officer and a gentleman. I said justthat in a very loud voice. Charlie turned his head tolook at me, fire in his eyes and a grin on his face.I”m gonna fuck your ass for this, Billy Boy. Some daysoon I’m gonna fuck you.” He then continued, ” I’mcumming! Take it all up your Marine ass, Boy, take itall.” With that, I also gave up the ghost and sprayedthe inside of Mike’s boy cunt with rope after rope ofhot dad cum. My use of the “F” word rivaled that ofCharlie’s. Mike did not climax and I guess Paul didnot either. Charlie fell backwards onto the bed andMike turned around. A limp cock slipped from hisbattered ass and he slid it under his ball sack. Mikedid the same with mine.”Double or nothing, boy stud. I’m up $10 on you. IfI cum first you owe me $20,” Paul whispered. He beganstroking his thick, long cock.”Your on, old man.” Mike retorted. I wanted Mike towin. I quickly pulled myself from under him, turnedsideways and took his beautiful cock into my mouth. Itightened my lips and drew back on his cock head,pulling on it. Before Paul could make a move, Mikebegan moaning. “AGGHHHhhh. Agghhhhhhhhhhhh.AAHJHHJAJHJGGHHHHH.”His boy juice rocketed off of the back of my throat.I pulled off of him and looking at Paul, I stuck outmy cum covered tongue, offering it as proof. The restof Mike’s juice coated my face. I did not care. Paulbent over and licked my face and sucked on my tongue.He took Mike’s cum into his mouth and rolled it on histongue.”We won, we won.” I gloated. “I’m a poor winner buta great cock sucker.”Paul began climaxing all over Charlie’s hairy chest.He let himself down gently on top of Charlie andspilled the rest of his thick cream against Charlie’sbeginning to get hard again cock. I heard his whispersoftly in Charlie’s ear; “Your the winner, Sir. Youare always the winner with me. I love you Dad, I do.”The two marines then exchanged a wonderful,sensitive, soft, sensual kiss.I looked up at Mike and he knew I wanted the same from him.Mike bent over me and whispered in my ear, “You arethe real winner Dad, and I do love you so much.” Iheld him tight to me. I wondered how I could havegrown to love a stranger, a young man, in such a shorttime.”Well, doesn’t this look cozy!” Carlos giggled. Mike,full of embarrassment, rolled over quickly, slidbetween Charlie and me, thus covering his ass, whilePaul turned over slowly so that Carlos and Tran couldsee his big cock. He then git himself in betweenCharlie and Mike. The four of us had smiles on ourfaces by then.”I hope you brought breakfast. What Mike and I cookedis stone cold.” Paul spoke in his command voice. Tranturned quickly and entered my bedroom with a box ofDunkin coffee and bags of bagels and cream cheese.Tran and Carlos situated themselves on the foot of thebed. Damn, this was one hell of a breakfast picnic.I said it out loud without even thinking. It brokethe tension and we all laughed. In a short while bothCharlie and Paul stood without any hesitation in theirnakedness and Paul asked, Charlie and I are going touse the shower, would any of you care to join us?”Carlos needed no further encouragement and immediatelygot naked. I think Mike and I were a bit surprised; Iknow I was. After a moment or two, Uncle Tran joinedthem saying, “Captain Charlie, wait. You will need tocover your bandage. I’ll take care of it.”I looked into Mikes face and saw puzzlement. “Are youOK with all of this?” I asked. He then frowned andfinally a slow smile came across his handsome boyface, “Yes, Dad, I think I am. Are you.” I thoughtfor a moment or two. “Most of the time I am. Whenyou call me DAD, I like that but it also gives me alittle guilt. I would never be able to do this withyou if you were my own son.” Mike asked if I wantedhim to stop calling me that. Without any thought, Isaid, “No! I’m getting used to it and I think of youas a lover, as a friend and then as a son.””I guess I would put us in the same order.” heresponded. With that, we kissed again.I then asked Mike if he wanted to have sex again withthem or with Paul. “Charlie doesn’t like me. Haveyou noticed, he won’t look me in the face, eye ball toeye ball. I catch him looking at me and then he turnsaway quickly. I could have sex with Paul very easily,but, that would be like opening the gates. I’m stillnot sure I’m gay Dad, or if I want to be gay. Whatyou and I do now is for love. It wasn’t the firsttime. Since then, it has been. If I have sex with him,it will be for its own sake, it will be gay sex. Iknow you had sex with him over the weekend. I askedand he did not lie. You need to know that I’m finewith it. I know it was not like what you and I haveIf I thought it was, I would be hurt; but I’m not. Ifyou want to join them in the shower, go ahead. Ireally don’t mind.”We could hear soft moans and groans coming from thebathroom. Mike’s hand found my cock and he beganstroking gently. I returned the favor. This time,the making love was slower, easier, more gentle andloving. Not that the other was bad, let me tell you;but I liked this better. The symphony of sounds fromthe bath encouraged us and we were quickly on our wayto a second mutual climax. It was less intense thanthat of a few minutes earlier, but it was private andvery, very good. I took both cocks in my hand andusing the lubrication that nature provided, I strokedus both together. Our tongues intertwined and movedfinally in unison. Thrusts matched the everincreasing intensity of my hands. Mike rubbed hishands across my back and then down into my ass crack.He played there for a few moments and then I felt along finger poke its way past my ring muscle. Itensed and moaned. Quickly he withdrew his finger.”Don’t, don’t stop. That’s all I want you to put inthere, just your finger.” I groaned. Mike went backto finger fucking my ass and soon found my prostate.He could feel my cock pulse harder against his. “Youlike that Dad, don’t you!” he whispered in a low, sexyvoice.” I stuck my tongue further into his throat inresponse. My hand was now moving as fast as it could;I was close to cumming and so was Mike. Our breathingshortened and we moaned against each other as thefirst ropes of cum shot out, mingled and ran downbetween my fingers. Mike took his other hand from mychest and wrapped it around mine,; slowing down thespeed of the stroke. “Damn, that was hot!” Iwhispered into his ear and then I stuck my tongue init. “Dad, if you do that again, we’ll never get outof this bed and i have work to do.” Then we heard”normal” voices and Mike yelled for them to leave thewater running. He climbed out of bed without anyhesitation and paraded naked into the bath. This wasthe first time Carlos and Tran had seen him completelynude. Comments about his package, and the huge lotsof cum dripping from his hand and cock werecomplimentary and I heard Mike thanking one and allfor their admiration. he did not bother to explainthat we had commingled our assets. I laughed tomyself, turned over and went to sleep.Some time later, I woke to find Carlos kissing mycock. I was uncovered and hard again. In fact, Ithink that I was hard all the time.He sensed that I had come to so to speak and looked upat me without taking his mouth from my tool. I put myhands on his head, pushed myself further into him,smiled and said, “Just do it.” He reached up and tookmy hands off his head and wound his fingers into mine.He placed them out flat on the bed. “Lie still, MrBill. I’m going to give you a blow job like you havenever had before, Latin style.” His tongue then beganto lick, tease, twirl, dart, penetrate piss slit,circle and then lick again. It was in a frenzy.Sometimes i was deep in his throat and them my everexpanding mushroom cock head lay just on his lips. Hemade a r trilling sound that vibrated my whole beingeven though it was just my cock that was feeling it.Sensing that I was close, he switched action to my sacand began working my balls. I’m not all that large sohe soon had both of them in his mouth. How hemanaged, I’m not sure. It felt so damn hot. My handswere clutching and unclutching the sheets with everincreasing frenzy. My body was bucking up and down ofthe bed with a mind of its own. I began usinglanguage that I used before only in anger, Boy bitch,Suck my cock, suck all of it. Lick my balls, boy.Tongue my Dad prick. Eat my load.”I think I called him a man cunt too. My words seemedto encourage him. Soon he was plunging his face downonto my pubes, his nose was burred deep. Then hislips were just at the tip and his tongue probed myslit. I could not take any more. I took his head inmy hands and began fucking his face. there are noother words for it. I held myself deep in him till Ifelt Carlos begin to gag and only then did I let himcome up off of my cock. I then forced myself backinto his throat. This only happened two or threetimes before I once again exploded. The sensation ofcumming was hotter. It was very hot. I guess that’sbecause there was very little left for me to shoot outof my cock. I yelled, I screamed. It was all sofucking intense. Carlos had worked his body so thatmy legs were between his and he was pumping his cockagainst my calf muscles. As I shoot some cum deepinto his throat, he covered my legs and began to slideeasily there. It took me several minutes to catch mybreath. I finally was able to ask, “What changed? Ithought you said you would wait till Mike was not inthe picture?” I laughed softly. “Why wait when Icould get what i wanted right now.” Carlos answeredand then he slid up on me dragging his cum with him.He kissed me. I hesitated for only a moment and thenI kissed him back. “Yeah, why wait?” I said.”You going to tell Mike?” Carlos asked. I thought fora moment. and then told him not unless Mike asked andthat i would not lie. I did not want to upset him ormake him think I loved him less. I added that I wasgetting to be such a pig. “Ok then; I’ll tell no onewhat happened. You go shower and join them atCharlie’s. I’ll clean up here. They sent me down toget you.”I was at Charlie’s in just a few more minutes. Ilooked at my watch; it was after 3:00. I had sleptanother 4 hours. Mike and Paul were working inCharlie’s office and talking to Dave on the phone.Charlie was sitting alone looking out over the ocean.We sat in silence for several minutes before he spoke.”I’m going back to Washington with Paul. There aresome things there that I need to do. I’m also goingto see a doctor.” I asked if he were ill. “No. I’mgoing to see a psychiatrist. It’s something I shouldhave done years ago. There’s only one I trust. She’sBruce’s daughter and Tran’s niece. She’s very young,maybe 30, but she is brilliant and a damn fine doctoraccording to Dave. She does work for the Corps.” Isat quietly and then asked if he knew what he wasgoing to be looking at. “My anger, my relationshipwith my father and my son, and with y…” He wentsilent. He began again, “I’ll be gone tillThanksgiving. I’ll be back for the holiday. Mike hasagreed to cover some of the physical and martial artsclasses here and what he can’t do, Tran or his soncan. He’s a good boy, Bill. He wants to earn his ownway. I think he also is going to do some work for thedefense department at a lab in Cambridge. Thatdepends on a security check and some other tests. Itmay well mean that you’ll see less of him. It’simportant work. I think Mike needs to do it and Iwant him to. I trust you’ll not object or stand inhis way.””Especially not if it’s something you want him to doand if you think it’s a good thing. Charlie, I trustyou; I trust you with my life, my being. Damn it man.Last night you scared the shit out of me. I wasafraid you might…” I could not continue; tearsfilled my eyes. Charlie took my hand in his hugestrong one. “I feel the same way about you, Billy. Ifeel the same way. Everything will be fine; deep downI know that. I’m positive of that.” we wereinterrupted.”Hey Dad, did Charlie tell you the good news? I’vegot a job; I’ve got two.” Mike was as happy as theproverbial pig in @#%@! I forced a big smile, stoodand hugged him tight to me. I warned him that heneeded to save some time for me. He began talking toCharlie. This time, they were eye ball to eyeball andi was glad to see that.Paul stood behind me. He said softly. “I’m proud ofyou Dad. You have to give him some freedom. And,Carlos and I will be sure to take good care of you.”He laughed. I mentioned that his long distanceminutes had best be unlimited. “I’m in Cambridge oncea week.”The conversation between Charlie and Mike was quiteformal; Charlie was hardly relaxed in Mike’s company.Finally I asked how soon they would be leaving. Paulanswered by saying that he had a meeting in Cambridgeon government business early the next morning and Tranwould be driving them to Charlie’s place, a companysuite, late that afternoon; they would fly militaryout of Bedford after that. Gathering my whits, I toldboth boys that I needed to talk to Charlie alone andasked that they leave us. As the did that, I calledout, “You both can look but there’s to be notouching!” With a big grin, Mike answered that mywishes were his command, at least for the next fewdays. “Smart ass k**.” I muttered,”When we were finally alone again, I began, “Charlie.I just had sex with Carlos. It was very exciting andit was kind of rough. I think that’s the term you guysuse. That was after what we all did in bed just a fewhours before. “I’m sacred, buddy. This is all newterritory. What the hell is happening to me? I don’twant to treat Mike like that; but Carlos wanted itthat way. Do you know why?””Charlie snorted, “You guys? I think the pronoun youwanted is WE!” Carlos is a great partner in bed. Heand Tran have an agreement much like Paul and I do.We are emotionally attached and it goes a bit beyondfriendship if you want the truth; it’s a form of love,I suppose,Some of us like a bit of “rough sex” as you called it.I think it’s more a masculine, man to man thing.Part of it is “Can you stand the pain?” I suppose.When you get in that mood, when you are using a man athis request, you only have to think about pleasingyourself. I guess the receiver gets off on being”abused.” Part of it is based on combat experiencesfor me I think. When Paul takes me, there is thatthrill. I do like it that way myself, now and then.You know I’m mostly an in charge kind of guy.” Helaughed softly. “Man to man for me is cleaner, morepowerful. I guess it’s part of the b**st, the a****lthat lurks inside all of us. I can use almost all theforce within me. If you did it that way with a womanit would hurt her; might almost be called ****. Sure,I’ve met women who like it hard and fast. My Snowgirl is one of them as you have seen. Her sister, theone you play with, likes it in a more normal fashion.As to what is happening to you, your like a teenagerin heat; all of this is new and exciting. I’m prettysure you will calm down and it will begin to fall intoplace for you. You are not the kind of guy to worryabout what is happening to you. I think, as youindicated by what you said, you are more worried abouthurting Mike. I doubt that you can do thatphysically. He’s had some excellent martial artstraining; he’s been schooled by an expert and that’sone thing we need to find out about.” Charlie pauseda few moments and then went on. “You are in love withMike. I assume you were in love with your wife a longtime ago, You know that the emotion can last foreverand it can last a few days,” Looking away from me,”I’m betting that what you feel for Mike will evolve;it will always be love, but it will be a differentkind of love eventually. That’s what happened withPaul and me. It’s partly an age difference thing;he’s going to want to have new and differentexperiences is my guess. I know you well enough Billyboy, you are a survivor. It will hurt; but you willgrow too. Lets see, the last part of that questionwas about Carlos. Carlos will be with us for sometime yet. He was an abused c***d and he was thrownaway by his mother; he was a boy prostitute when wetook him in. He loves sex, by the way. He takesgreat pleasure in pleasing and he likes older men asyou can tell. Will Carlos always like rough sex – Idon’t know. Look at his body next time. He’s one ofthe finest male specimens I’ve ever seen; he’s sotough physically and mentally. His emotionaldevelopment is going to be guided, believe me. Carlosis a keeper. I mentioned Tran’s niece. Her name isJeanne, by the way. When Jeanne and I are donecleaning some cobwebs from my psyche, she’s coming toBoston to work for the corps and for me. Carlos willbe a project for her. Jean’s field is genderidentification in part and also helping those who aregay or homosexual to begin liking themselves. Tran’sson, his real name is Jake but we all call him Jock,was the motivation for her to begin specializing inthis field. If Mike comes to work for the government,Jeanne will be talking to him too. I want you toagree to that and I want Mike to be absolutely;y openand honest with her. We have to know that he can notbe blackmailed. What else?”I sighed. “So it’s OK for me to have sex with Paul,with Carlos, even with Tran someday? It’s OK for meto do that and still ask Mike to be faithful, to haveman sex with just me?” I sounded incredulous.”I think that’s for the best right now and I thinkMike believes that too.”I stood and walked away and then back again. I lookedat Charlie, and then turned my back to him. “Out withit Buddy. What else?””If you were not leaving, would you and I have sex?”I turned to face him; my face was burning. I knew Iwas beet red.”Would you like that?””Probably yes, but not the way you and Paul or you andCarlos do it. I don’t think I would like that,” Ibarely whispered.Charlie stood and walked over to me and the he wasbehind me. His arms went around me and he hugged meto him. I could not see his face. “When the time isright, when the time is right…” His voice washusky; he said no more. I felt his lips on the backof my neck and then his tongue was playing with myear. I turned and I tipped my head up and I kissedhim. I kissed him hard on the mouth.”I’m going to miss you like crazy, I know this issomething you need to do, You kept me going this lastyear; I owe you my life. I love you Charlie.” Hekissed me back.”Billy, you don’t know how strong you are. You areone of the most masculine, strongest men I know. Evenif you did not have strong faith in yourself, I did.You need to have the same faith in me now.” Charliedid not say anything else; we heard the door openbehind us. Carlos told us that he had a late lunch,early supper ready. Charlie looked at him saying, “Isuppose you want one or all of us for desert?” Iblushed again.Carlos looked at me and then wiggled his ass and actedlike a girl. “Why shucks, General, Sir. Anythingeither you or Mr. Bill might offer will be greatlyappreciated.” He then patted my crotch. “Mr Bill,don’t worry. I would have told Uncle Tran or Charlieor both. I don’t keep secrets like that from my dads.I shrugged; I had much to learn about this “brave newworld.” The meal was strangely quiet. Mike keptlooking at Carlos and I could not read his face. Iwondered if he knew that Carlos and I had done it; Idecided that I would tell him later. It was decidedthat Charlie and Paul would drive alone so that theywould have use of wheels and that Tran’s son wouldbring the car back the next day. It was quicklyloaded and I avoided looking at Charlie. I was afraidI would cry. Damn, I did not cry; I was on anemotional roller coaster. Somehow, Mike knew.”Dad, don’t be so upset. I’m here for you and theGeneral will be back again in a few weeks. Paul toldme what’s happening. He really needs someprofessional help. It will be OK.” Saying that, hehugged me and suggested that we say our Good Byes andleave quickly and quietly. We did as Mike suggested;a brief hugs and handshakes were exchanged all around.Charlie whispered in my ear, “Semper Fi, Buddy,Semper Fi.” Mike took me home.I suggested that we walk along the beach; it was notcold and the late afternoon sun caused brilliantcontrasts on the waves and on the salt marsh behindus. I told Mike what had happened between Carlos andme and that I was full of questions about what washappening to me and to him and to us. “Bill,” he usedmy name,”I can’t answer for you. I’ve had somein-depth psychological training and I’m not sure aboutmyself. I know what’s going on between us is real andthat it’s good; it’s right. I don’t know abouttomorrow or next week. We need to meet each day as achallenge and work through it. I don’t mind what youdid with Paul,” and laughing softly, “Carlos is alittle different though. He’s direct competition. Hecould fall in love with you. You just be carefulthere; I don’t know if you have enough for the two ofus.”I let him know that he would always be my number oneson and that I had no intention of getting emotionallyinvolved with anyone else. “What about the Snowgirl?” Mike asked. I wondered how the hell he knewabout her. I muttered that people around here talkedtoo much.”Aww Dad, it’s really fine with me. I guess I’m justa liberal guy. You can put that beautiful cock ofyours into anyone or anything you want but tell methat if you begin to fall in love that you will tellme.” I made that promise. Mike took my hand and wewent home.We went to bed early. Love making later that nightwas slow and easy, soft and gentle. We each took theother deep into our mouths. I was amazed at how easyit had become to do this; I had to stifle a laugh atmyself. It would have destroyed the mood and Mike wasintense in what he was doing to me.Tran woke us early the next morning. He came to besure that Mike was up and ready for his first day onthe job. While we both dressed, Tran told Mike thathe thought that there were two or three of the”students” that might challenge Mike’s authority ormight try to test his leadership. Mike seemed not tobe worried at all. There were 12 young men there whenwe entered the gym. Tran introduced Mike andexplained that he would be leading the training andmartial arts classes for a month or so. Mike, wearinghis belt, walked to the front of the room and Tran andI went to the back of the room. All but two of thetrainees, they were in the back row, fell into placeand stood formally and bowed to Mike. These two justlooked at him. Mike ignored this and began to gothrough a series of movements. I had no idea of whatwas happening; I had not attended one of Charlie’searly sessions. I usually joined in the swimming orexercise segment. The two resistors just stood. Mikewalked up to the bigger of the two. He was as tall asMike and several pounds heavier; he was probablystronger and in perfect physical condition. Mike saiddirectly to him, You will respect the traditions here;you will respect the master.””Make me.”In a split second, the speaker of those two words, Ithink his name was Carl, was flat down on the floor,Mike had his crotch pressed hard into the guys basket,one of the Carl’s arm’s was twisted sideways andMike’s hand was around his throat. “I can make you doanything I want you to do. If you so much as breathethe wrong way, I can make you die.” The otherstudents stared. “The rest of you face front; Mikesaid, “This is a private matter.” All did as theywere ordered to do, including the boy standing next toCarl. Mike increased the pressure on the guy’scrotch. Mike had an expression on his face, a look inhis eyes. I had seen it before but not on Mike’sface. It was the look I had seen on Charlie’s facewhen he had disciplined Carlos; it was exactly thesame. I knew then, for sure, that Mike and Charliewere closely related. Mike began to slowly pump hiscock against the guy on the floor. Mike, releasinghis hand from Carl’s throat, told him to turn over.The sound of tearing fabric filled the room. Severalof the others there turned to see Carl’s naked assexposed. “I’ll not say it again, you will all facefront or face the same punishment.” I wanted toleave; part of me did. “Leave your face on the matand raise the rest of you up on your knees,” Mikecontinued. Carl hesitated. Mike taking Carl’s ballsin one hand and squeezing them, spoke loudly enoughfor all to hear, “I’ll rip these off of you if youfail to do as I tell you.” Carl fought the nausea andtook rapid, deep breaths. Mike’s 8″ long, now steelhard prong had escaped through the bottom of hisshorts. Kneeling behind Carl, he centered it onCarl’s ass ring and with one massive thrust, buriedhimself in Carl. One loud, body wrenching screamechoed through the gym. I ran from the gym; Tranremained fixed in place. It was only a matter ofseconds before Mike caught up with me.”Dad? Dad, please come back inside. I could hardlylook at him. I’m sorry Dad.” Mike was almost intears. “I need you with me; I need you.” I shook myhead. “I’ll apologize; anything. I need your supportin there.””I don’t understand what you did. Why?” I asked.”I don’t understand all of it myself. I’ve readseveral times that the Ancients did that to theirvanquished. He challenged my manhood. I wanted to.The urge came from deep within. Part of me is soashamed and part of me…” He was quiet. I had someunderstanding of the primal urge; had I not donealmost the same thing to both Paul and Carlos? I tookMike’s hand.”You will do what feels right. I can’t tell you whatto say or do.”We walked back into the gym. Tran was standing beforethe boys and they were following his every move.Carl, standing naked, did as the rest. When Mikewalked up to the front, Tran bowed and quickly joinedme at the back. He bowed and as one, all of thosepresent, including Tran and I, acknowledged theteacher in a similar fashion. Not a word was spoken.I had difficulty keeping up with the class and myconcentration suffered because of the naked ass thatwas not more than 8′ in front of me. It was amagnificent piece of man flesh. There was just a bitof redness at the ring; it was visible only when Carlbent all the way over. After 20 minutes, Mike bowedonce again and the students began to exit.Tran stood quickly in front of Carl and hissed,”You will stay.” Mike came to us and stood directlyin front of Carl. Tran again spoke softly, “You willapologize to the teacher, you will beg hisforgiveness.” Mike raised his hand as if to cancelTran’s order.Tran spoke so that everyone could hear, “Thetraditions will be observed.”Carl did as he was told to do; he bowed deeply fromthe waist and in a quiet voice, “Teacher, I am sorry Iquestioned your authority. It will not happen again.”Mike bowed and answered, “I regret loosing my temper.”The two men looked at each other. Strangely, Carl’sface registered desire; his 7” cock stood straightout.Tran turned to the others standing there and clappedhis hands once.”Carlos and I will lead you on a run. We need to letfresh air clean our minds.”Carl spoke first. “I would like you to finish whatyou started, Teacher. It will be my first time.”Mike looked at me with a question in his eyes. “Ithink you need to finish this alone.” I turned to go.”Please Dad, stay with us. Do you agree Carl?””As you wish, teacher.” Carl turned and bowed to meand then to Mike.My shorts were tented and Mike’s hard cock was onceagain outside the hem of his shorts. “Wet it form me,then.” Mike whispered. Carl bent over and took Mike’scock head into his mouth. He gaged almost instantly.I told him to do it slowly. Carl’s tongue began toexplore Mike’s shaft. My fingers wandered on theirown over Carl’s beautiful body. I began to tease hisring and then I pushed one finger into him. He moanedand then tightened his sphincter muscle and pushedback on my finger. He groaned again. The vibrationscaused Mike’s cock to grow even larger. I could seeby his face that he was fighting back the need to cum.I took my finger from Carl and then inserted two. Hegasped and sucked in air. Mike pulled his cock fromCarl’s mouth and it bounced against his face. Icontinued loosening up Carl’s ass. I slapped hischeeks once and used my hand to turn him. Carl stoodstraight; he was about my height. Mike took his wetcock, pre cum oozing from his slit, and placed itagainst Carl’s ring; his hands he then used to graspCarl’s waist. i took Carl’s face in my hands and drewhim to me. I pushed my lips hard against his mouthand my groin hard against his groin. I pushed himback onto Mike’s cock. Carl screamed; it was not asloud as before. I pushed my tongue into his mouth andin moments his tongue began to dance against mine.Mike and I found a rhythm quickly. The two of usbalanced each other’s thrust and Carl was the objectbetween us. His moans were those of passion. Mike’shand came up onto Carl’s head and he pushed it to myshoulder and then he wrapped his hand around my headdrawing my mouth to his. Mike’s tongue parted my lipsand his thrusts there matched those of his cock inCarl’s hole. Mike held my head in his big hand. Histongue and cock pounded relentlessly for only a minuteor two more and then gasps of release and pleasureracked his body. Thoughts of his ropes of cumspurting into Carl’s no longer virgin ass made me joinhim in this moment of release and I spread my seed allover Carl’s cock and belly. With that, Carl releasedhis load on me. He pulled his face back up and therewas a trio of tongues dancing. I think it was Mikethat held us all standing; but in a minute or two, allthree of us lay intertwined on the floor. Hands andmouths explored body parts and openings. I turned tosee Carlos watching from the doorway; he was jerkingoff.”Get over here Carlos. Get over here.”