Date: Fri, 23 May 2008 16:14:54 -0700
From: Greg Reese <fbud4u@gmail.com>
Subject: James and Clark - Chapter 17 - Adult Friends

This is a work of fiction, the usual legal jargon applies.  As you know,
the characters in this story live in a disease free world, the use of
condoms is not portrayed.  The real world is very different, practice safe
sex, please use a condom.  This chapter contains situations that cross
certain lines.  If you do not wish to read about the various sexual
situations that do exist, please close your browser now.

I rolled over in bed, looked at the clock and decided since it was already
noon, I really should get up and get going.  I hadn't slept that long in
such a long time and both my muscles and bladder were letting me know I was
long overdue in getting up and getting the day started.  I quickly realized
that Clark and Travis were gone, a note had been left by the phone on the
nightstand.  "James, went to get breakfast, be back soon.  Love Clark."  I
got up and started for the bathroom when Clark and Travis opened the door.
"Well, good afternoon sleepy head." Clark chided.  "Yeah yeah, fuck you." I
said back as I turned the light on, lifted the toilet lid, slid my cock out
of the leg of my boxer briefs and started pissing.  I was suddenly aware of
someone staring at me and I turned to the mirror.  Clark and Travis were
both standing off to the side of the door, staring at my pissing cock and
rubbing each other's crotches.  "Knock it off you two." I snapped and
started to close the door when Travis said, "No don't!  Dad and I realized
last night while you were passed out that we love watching a guy take a
piss.  In fact, we kinda experimented a little and held each others cocks
while we each pissed, side by side.  Dad pisses like a race horse!" Travis
giggeled, reaching for the fly on his dad's jeans.  "Not now Travis, James
isn't really in the mood for some reason." Clark scolded.

"James?  What's wrong?" Travis asked.  "Can I fucking piss in peace please,
and without an audience!" I snarled and slammed the bathroom door shut.  I
finished my business, flushed and headed back.  "James honey, what's up?
I've never seen you this surly.  Did we do something to piss you off?"
Clark asked, sitting in the chair around the small table that was in the
room.  "For starters, you could have at least brought me back a cup of
coffee." I started, "James, I have a pot brewing and if you look, you'll
see a large Starbucks on the night stand.  Course, it's cold because..."
Travis started.  "Zip it Travis!" I snapped, reaching for the cup of
coffee, it was still warm at least.  I drank about half of it before I
continued.  "Secondly, would you please explain to me what happened last
night?  Clark, it wasn't that long ago that you called me, all freaked out
that you had had sex with Travis, what were you gonna do, blah blah blah.
And Marla, what's up with you and Marla?  You cannot tell me you've been
having problems all this time, I refuse to believe it.  And Travis, exactly
how the fuck old are you and when did you turn that age?" I stormed.  Clark
and Travis both turned and looked at each other, "I think it's time we
leveled with James, don't you son?" Clark asked.  "Yeah, this suddenly went
all wrong."  Travis responded as he sat down in the other chair.  I downed
the last of the coffee, sat, no plopped, back down on the bed, crossed my
arms and said, "Well?  I'm all ears!" suddenly having doubts about this
family, their mess and how I had been somehow, woven into some plan.

"OK James, we need to level with you.  Should have from the start, but we
just weren't sure how you were going to adjust to all of this." Clark
started to say.  "Adjust to all of this?  ADJUST TO ALL OF THIS?  What
exactly do I need to adjust to?" I snapped, my anger rapidly increasing.
"James, listen and please keep an open mind." Clark said, pausing to
collect his thoughts and, I imagine, guage what he thought would be my
reaction.  My arms were firmly folded across my chest, legs crossed and I
was angrily tapping my right foot on the floor, waiting for the
explanation.  If I had had my hair in curlers, dressed in a pink bathrobe
with fuzzy bunny slippers, I would have resembeled the house wife, pissed
off at her husband for staying out all night carrousing.

"I've known since I was a teenager that I liked both pussy and cock." Clark
started.  "Marla knew that too and she also felt that she might have some
bi-tendencies.  Unlike me though, Marla was always too afraid to explore
it.  She loved watching me get fucked and eventually we graduated to
getting her a strap-on and she'd fuck me with it.  God James, that woman
enjoyed fucking me with that so much that she'd cum so hard each time.  And
I enjoyed it too, there was something so wild about her dominating me with
her strap on, begging me to suck her rubber cock, asking me if..." I
interrupted.  "The point Clark, get to the point." I snapped.  "So we
started introducing women into our play, thinking that once she tasted
pussy, she'd accept that part of her life and we could go to more levels.
She loved getting her pussy eaten but just couldn't get herself to the
point where she'd respond back.  Then we got pregnant and decided that we
needed to limit or end that part of our lives.  Well, it appeared to be
working for her, I wasn't dealing with that so well and so I continued with
my male to male sex.  I had struck up a close friendship with my cop
partner.  He was single, was dating off and on, and one night when he'd
come over for dinner, we had drank a little too much so we had him crash at
the house.  One thing led to another and the next thing you know, he and I
are in a 69 and Marla is working his ass over with the dildo." Clark paused
to take a breath and continue to collect his thoughts.  By now, I was
rapidly calming down and glanced over to Travis who was busy rubbing his
crotch.  "Travis, stop, or go to the bathroom, now is not the time." I
said.  Travis blushed and quit playing with himself as Clark picked up with
the rest of the story.

"So, we continued the three-way for quite some time, until he met a girl
and fell head over heals in love with and they got married.  Well, about
six months after their marriage, we got involved in a four-way with them
one night and Marla finally went down on her first woman.  She thought she
liked it, wasn't sure, and we played that game with them until he took a
job in the Los Angeles area and moved away.  We had more kids, the kids got
older, they took up our time, etc., etc., etc.  We started growing apart
from each other and didn't really re-connect until Travis announced to us
that he thought he was gay."  Clark stopped talking long enough to pour a
cup of coffee and handed Travis a couple of dollars and told him to go get
a soda if he wanted one.  "Nah, I'm OK Dad, I think I need to stay." Travis
said, waiving off the money being offered to him by his dad.  "Before I
continue though, I need to back up." Clark said, taking a sip of his
coffee.

"Marla and I came from completely opposite backgrounds in regards to family
and growing up.  Marla's parents were very stern, strict and believed that
sex was not for pleasure but for pro-creation.  Marla had to rely on her
girl friends to educate her, especially once she entered puberty and
started having her periods.  Hell, the only thing her mom did was put a box
of Kotex on her dresser, that was it.  No 'welcome to womanhood', nothing,
not even a talk about what was happening to her body.  I, on the other
hand, came from probably the original pioneers of the free love movement.
My parents were the ones that introduced me to sex and made sure I
experienced both male to male and male to female sex.  Their viewpoint was
that the more I knew about sex the easier it would be for me to accept
whomever I was, gay, straight, bi, they didn't care, as long as I loved
myself and enjoyed the sex that was a natural result of being a human.  It
was nothing for me to be screwing my Mom while my Dad fucked me in the ass,
and we never thought anything was wrong or dirty about it at all.  I always
thought that Marla's having a hard time about the possibility of being bi
had a lot to do with how she was raised, where as I thought nothing about
it.  Marla and I both taught our kids that there was nothing to be ashamed
of about their bodies, about puberty, about sex, nothing.  Our kids had a
head start on the birds and the bees long before their peers." Clark
paused.  "I can vouch for that!" Travis chimed in.  "Guys," I interrupted,
"I gotta piss, hold that thought." as I started to get up from the chair.
Clark and Travis shared a knowing glance and then turned to look at me.
"OK, I get the idea.  C'mon, let's all do this together." I said.  "But not
all of us are going to fit around the toilet." I said, turning back to see
if they were following me.  "Yeah, but we will fit in the tub." Travis
chimed in.  "We need to be naked for this." Clark said as he pulled his
shirt over his head and Travis dropped his trousers, his semi-hard cock
bobbing out in front of him.  We quickly stripped and headed to the tub and
pulled the shower curtain around so we wouldn't splash on the floor.  Clark
made sure I was in the middle facing out while he and Travis stood on
either side of me, facing towards me.  "OK, now what?" I asked.  "Simple,
we piss..aaahhhh...." Travis said as he let his bladder loose, his warm
pissing splashing over my cock.  I jerked as I quickly found this scenario
to be hotter than I thought.  I soon felt Clark's warm piss splashing
against my balls and my cock soon started growing.  "Turn around James."
Travis said, spinning me so I was now facing Clark.  I instantly quit
pissing and realized that both men had also stopped.  I felt the head of
Travis' cock nudging my ass and instinctively pushed back, the head of his
cock stopping just past the ring of my ass.  I was soon being filled with
Travis' hot piss and my cock shot up immediately, slapping my belly.  Clark
let his stream go again and was washing my cock and balls in his hot piss
as I let the rest of my bladder go.  I now had Travis filling my ass up,
Clark washing my cock and balls with his piss and my own stream was washing
both Clark's and I's chest.  I groaned and shuddered, "Now THIS is hot!
Much hotter than I imagined." I said, right before Clark shoved his tongue
in my mouth.

I soon felt Travis' cock begin to thrust in my ass and his mouth clamped
down on one of my ear lobes as he began to gently nip with his teeth.  I
groaned while Clark's tongue fucked my mouth.  Clark grabbed my cock and,
pulling it down, began to dock the two of us together with his foreskin.
"God James, your ass is so tight around my cock, you're going to make me
cum really fast." Travis breathed in my ear.  Clark still had some piss
left in his bladder and started pissing again while our cocks were docked.
Feeling the warm liquid surround the head of my hard cock pushed me over
the edge.  I shouted and started flooding Clarks cock with my cum, my ass
clamping down on Travis' cock, causing him to start shooting his load deep
inside me.  My cum coupled with Clark's piss sent him over the edge,
shucking his skin back, releasing his piss and my cum, he groaned and
started spraying my cock with his load.  Travis pulled his cock out of my
ass, spun me around and started cleaning his dad's and I's cum off my
wilting cock.  Once we were calmed down, we quickly showered, got cleaned
up and sat back down for Clark to finish filling me in on the rest of the
story.

"So, you were telling me about your upbringing before we got distracted." I
said as I sat back down on the bed, grimacing from taking a swig of cold
coffee.  "Yeah, OK, so when Travis said he thought he was gay, Marla and I
had this big long talk with him about being gay, what society thought,
asking questions about sex and had he had any yet, if so, what kind, etc.
That's where Kevin entered the picture, in that he and Kevin had gone as
far as sucking each other off but that was it." Clark paused.  "Dad, can I
pick up from here?" Travis asked, Clark responding with a nod of his head
indicating he should go with it.  "Well, while I was telling mom and dad
all of this, I could see dad squirming and adjusting his cock.  Dad, I've
always thought you were hot and have always wanted to play with your big
cock.  Anyway, so dad asks me if he wants mom and him to show me some
stuff.  I'm all like, 'Duh Dad!  Yeah!' and I can't wait to taste my dad's
big ole cock, but first dad wanted me to taste pussy.  I'm all, 'awe dad, I
told you, I'm gay, do I have to?' and dad's all, 'yeah, just try it, you
might realize you're really bi'.  So, he and mom take me back to their
bedroom and we get undressed and mom starts showing me her pussy and
explaining what everything is and where a woman likes to be rubbed and
licked and I'm thinking, 'yeah, I don't think so, let me have dad!'.  Well,
I started fingering mom and she started groaning so I decided to try eating
it.  At first I was all nervous and like not sure what to do but eventually
I guess my instinct took over and before long, mom was begging me to eat
her pussy and shove my tongue up her while she was fingering her clit and
eating dad's ass." Travis paused and readjusted himself, his dick getting
hard again as he relived that night.  "Aaaahh youth, they can cum and be
ready to fuck in a matter of minutes." I thought.  "Well, I really wanted
Travis to experience anal sex and knew the first couple times would be
painful." Clark said as he took over the conversation.

"So Marla and I laid him on his back and we both started tonguing his hole
while we played with his cock and balls.  After awhile, Marla would suck
his cock while I fingered his hole or ate his hole.  I had managed to
collect a various assortment and sizes of dildos and butt plugs so I
started gently working the smallest one in Travis' hole."  Clark said,
taking another breath and sip of his now cold coffee.  "Dude!  The minute
he pushed that first butt plug into my ass, I came everywhere!  Mom grabbed
my cock and pointed it at her face and let the last part of my cum shoot on
her, then Dad cleaned my load off her face." Travis bragged, sounding like
a little kid again.  "Eventually I had Travis' hole opened enough that I
thought he could take my cock, but I was wrong and I wasn't even able to
get half of my head inside of him before he started pleading for me to take
it out.  Knowing how much enjoyment there is in anal sex, I didn't want him
to miss out on anything so Marla and I decided to show him the ropes.
Marla strapped on her dildo, lubed us up and I started talking Travis
through the steps on how to relax, to breathe, push out like your taking a
dump, all that stuff.  Marla had me get into the doggy style position and
had Travis crawl under me so he could see what was happening.  Well, like
any teen, rather than watch he decided to play so he started alternating
sucking my cock and getting his head up between my legs far enough that he
could eat Marla too.  Before long he had my cock pulled back and was
rubbing the head of my dick on Marla's pussy while she plowed my ass and he
took turns licking both of us.  Man, James, Marla and I came so hard that
night.  I covered Travis' face in my cum and the little shit, cleaned his
face off and my dick before Marla could pull out of me."  Clark said.

Clark continued, "It really was more than Marla could handle, afterwards
she really had a hard time dealing with the guilt of seducing her husband
and son.  Before long, Marla was growing more and more distant with me and
to a certain extent with Travis too.  Travis thought maybe he'd done
something wrong so he too pulled back and that was the last, well up until
a few weeks ago, that he and I did anything with each other.  Marla's mom
getting hurt and my firing from the police force pretty much sealed the end
of our marriage.  Then while she was over there taking care of her mom, she
met the couple next door and they started having a three way.  Marla
finally gave in to her bi feelings and well, you know the rest." Clark
stopped talking, reflecting a moment on what I assume had been their
marriage.  "So, why the big birthday plans, why the big, 'James, I gotta
talk to you, I had sex with my son, I feel so bad.' game?" I asked.
"James, I had to guage your reaction and see where you stood on this issue.
Travis had started opening up to me while he was away and one of the things
he wanted to do was have sex with the three of us.  He'd also been
experimenting with piss play, on himself..." Travis jumped in at this
point, "in the shower, I got really hot and would shoot cum all over the
shower when I was done." he giggled.  "He wanted me to try it with him and
he wanted you to be a part of it as well.  You didn't react negatively when
I told you what had happened so Travis thought he would approach you as
well.  That's when he cooked up the whole idea of this phony birthday party
and that he wanted you to talk to me about having me as his birthday
present." Clark continued.  "Then you had to come here on business and we
just decided to bump everything up a week." Travis added. "And the couple
last night?  Was that part of the plan too?" I asked.  "No, that was
completely and totally out of the blue.  I was just as surprised,
pleasently I might add, about that as you were." Clark said, throwing his
hands up, palms facing outward, showing the, "I know nothing" sign.

None of us said anything for several minutes.  They were both waiting to
see what my reaction to all of this was going to be.  "And Kevin?  Where
does Kevin fit into all of this?" I asked, looking right at Travis as I
did.  "We're fuck buddies James, plain and simple." Travis said. Looking
back and forth at Travis and Clark, I said, "I have one more question.  How
old are you Travis and when is your birthday?"  "I'm 18 and my birthday was
two weeks ago, honest truth." Travis said. I sat in complete silence as I
replayed all what they had just told me along with the events that had been
happening to me since they entered my life.  "Was I truly in love with
Clark?  Was Clark in love with me?  Could I handle being with a man who
liked to be with women and his son?  Hell, I enjoyed my night with Marla,
it wasn't so bad, oh crap, maybe I'm bi too!"  I frowned as all of these
thoughts roamed aimlessly through my head.  The stillness of the room was
apparently more than Travis could handle and so he reached for the remote
on the TV and turned it on.  Clark shot him a dirty look and he just
shrugged.  I got up off the bed and headed for the door.  "James?  Where
are you going?" Clark asked.  "Out, for a walk, I need some fresh air and I
need to think." I said.  "James, please..." Travis started.  "Travis,
Clark, I don't know what to think here.  Part of me is extremely turned on
over the prospect that I could be sharing the two of you, part of me is
turned on over the prospect that the three of us could share a woman and a
very large part of me is saying, 'What the fuck over?'  I've grown up
knowing, or at least thinking I knew, that I liked men, plain and simple.
I'm in love with a man who I think loves me back and well..... I just need
to think.  I'll be back, I have my cell phone with me." I said, walking out
the door, letting it shut behind me.  "What the fuck, I mean, WHAT THE
FUCK!" I screamed inside my head.  "What am I really upset about?  Is it
the openess of it all or is the fact they played me?" I continued to think
as I headed for the elevator.  My mind continued to churn and I suddenly
realized that somehow, I had walked out of the hotel, down three blocks,
had gotten on the Metro and was now standing at the base of the Washington
Monument.  "James, you better come up with some answers." I said to myself
as I turned and headed in the direction of the Lincoln Memorial.