Date: Sun, 20 Apr 2008 21:17:29 -0700
From: Greg Reese <fbud4u@gmail.com>
Subject: James and Clark - Chapter 5

This is a work of fiction.  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, wear a condom.

I spent the week getting caught up on work.  Working late into the
evenings, on my clients designs, emailing them out, chatting with them on
the phone.  I collapsed in my own bed each night, thoroughly exhausted.  On
Wednesday, Clark surprised me by dropping by.  I was out at the pool,
chatting with one of my clients in the United Kingdom.  He wanted me to fly
over next week so we could go over some changes in person.  Seeing Clark
standing at the patio screen door I motioned for him to join me.  I wrapped
up my call and got up and walked over to give him a kiss.

"Hey gorgeous!" I said as I kissed him lightly on his lips.  "Hey
yourself." Clark responded.  "Well," he continued, "I guess it hasn't been
wild sex that's been keeping you away." he chuckled.  Taking on my best,
southern belle accent I put my hand on my hip and said, "My Mr. Clark, I do
declare, are you a bit smitten with jelous bug?" fluttering my eyes at him.
We both cracked up laughing as he pulled me into his lap, our eyes meeting,
our lips gazing one another, the feel of his hard cock poking me in the
back.  "Umm, is that a log in your pants or are you happy to see me big
boy?" I said in my best Mae West. "It's good to see you in such high
spirits James." Clark said, slapping my ass as I got up.  "Marla will be
home tomorrow night." Clark said.  "Yeah?  That's great Clark!" I squealed.
"So, about our plan..." Clark started to say.  "Look Clark, ya know, I
don't know about this.  I know it's important for you and to be honest with
you, I think it might be hot myself, but geez, don't these things always
turn out bad?" I said, turning to get us a beer.  Clark followed me back
into the house, grabbing my waist as I reached into the refrigerator for
two cold brews.  "It doesn't have to be bad." Clark said, nuzzling my ear,
knowing that that always gets me going.  I can feel his hard cock rubbing
between my ass cheeks and I groan as I move my hips back, feeling his hard
cock.  It's been two weeks since we've been intimate, since that night of
the attack.  "Whoa, easy buddy, I don't want you hurting yourself." Clark
whispers as he moves to my neck, licking and nipping the back of my neck.
"God I want your fucking cock so bad buddy.  You have no idea how much I
want to just have you shove your meat in my ass and just fuck the living
daylights out of me, right here!" I moan, reaching back and grabbing his
solid cock.  Clark slides his hands into the back of my shorts, his finger
finding its target, he gently begins to rub my hole.  I groan, reaching
back to kiss his tender lips.  Clark groans and his tongue seeks out mine
and I turn so we're facing, lips locked with lips, tongues duelling it out
in our mouths.  I'm hot, hard and my cock is beginning to leak.  I want
this man, I want my neighbor more than I can remember ever wanting another
man.

Clark sinks to his knees and begins to fish my cock out of my shorts.
Pulling my shorts down he guides the head of my cock to his mouth and
gently begins to lick and suck the tender head of my cock.  His finger
still rubbing my back door, gently pushing in, checking to make sure I'm
fully healed.  I shudder as I feel his finger slide in, followed by
another.  There's no pain and I wonder if I'm ready to take his cock inside
me.  "Oh Clark, yeah, oh fuck, suck my cock, let me fuck your fingers." I
moan as I begin to gyrate my hips on his invading hand.  Clark spits out my
cock and stands, taking me into his arms, planting his lips on mine, he
picks me up, takes me back out the patio door and gently sets me down in
his lap.  On our way out, he manages to get my shorts off of me and as we
sit down, he lowers his to his knees.  I can feel the head of wet cock
sliding past the entrance to my ass and I moan and shudder again, his
tongue fucking my mouth.  I lift up, he places the head of his cock at my
entrance and I shudder again as I slowly lower myself onto his cock.  I
gently ease myself down, down until I feel his curly pubes brushing my ass,
there's no pain, only pure pleasure and bliss.  I lean my head back and
howl as my cock fires, splashing his T'Shirt with my cum.  Clark groans and
bucks and I feel the fire of his cum shooting deep into my ass.  Panting,
we kiss as he gently massages my back.  I stay firmly planted on his cock,
even though we've both just had a rapid fire cum session, I'm not ready for
his cock to leave my ass yet.  I begin squeezing my ass muscles, milking
his cock, sucking it back to life into my ass.  I feel his cock growing
again inside me and my own cock responds.  Before long I'm bouncing in his
lap, panting, begging for him to fuck my abused ass.  Screaming his name I
fire off another round.  Clark lifts me up and starts power driving my ass
with his cock, lifting me up and slamming me down on his thick fuck stick.
"Oh baby, fuck baby, oh God, you feel good, I've missed this, oh yeah, take
that fucking cock of mine, c'mon baby, ride my hard cock!" he shouts.  He
slams me down on his hard dick one last time and empties his nuts inside my
ass.

I ease myself off his still hard cock and dive into the pool, stripping his
T-shirt off he joins me and we continue our love making.  We're both still
hard as a rock, still sexed up, still begging for release.  Backing me up
against the wall, Clark turns his back to me and eases his ass down onto my
hard cock.  "Awe fuck yeah!  That's what my holes been needing, fuck yeah,
c'mon baby, pound my fucking ass!" Clark shouts out.  I begin slamming into
his ass, twisting, turning, thrusting my hips so that my cock pounds each
and every side of ass canal.  Clark shouts and I grab his cock and start
stroking him off just as he starts shooting another load into the pool.  My
own cock erupts and I start flooding his insides with my own hot
load. Pulling off my cock, Clark turns and we kiss again.  Our hands
roaming over each other backs and chests.  I pull out of him and gaze deep
into his eyes, I see his soul.  "Clark, if it means so much to you, I'll
give it a try." is all I say.  His smile beams and he kisses me again,
thanking me for keeping my mind open, thanking me for giving him this gift.
"I said I'll give it a try.  I don't want you to be disappointed if I
can't, you know, make this thing happen for you and Marla."  I said.  "I
know, I know, I'm just glad you're willing to give it a try." Clark
squealed.  I had this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that this
was going to be a mistake and my gut feeling told me to back out of this
and do it now.  I couldn't, I'd already given him my word.

Thursday arrived and I spent the day working off some very nervous energy.
I watched as Marla's mini-van pulled into their driveway and Clark rushed
out to greet his wife.  I watched, like a voyeur, as they hugged and
kissed, Clark picking up his wife and carrying her back inside, no doubt to
slam her pussy with his hard cock.  I went back to my tasks at hand and
kept my mind occupied as best I could.  The phone rang and I looked at the
clock, 8 o'clock it flashed.  I answered the phone and it was Clark,
inviting me to dinner Friday night and to wear my swim trunks.  I
graciously and nervously accepted and continued with my work until
midnight.

Friday arrived much too early for my likes and as I did some cleaning I
thought about what tonights event might bring us.  I decided to log on to
the computer and maybe check out a few bi-sex sites; hoping that would
prepare me for what lay ahead.  I entered one particular site that dealt
with bi-husbands and as I scrolled through the photos found myself growing
hard quickly.  I stared at each photo as they showed the couples in
different poses.  I thought I was going to cum in my pants when I hit the
section of photos that showed the man getting his ass fucked while he
fucked his wife.  "Shit - I'm surprised that looks as hot as it does!" I
said aloud.  By the time I finished my cock was throbbing, begging for
release.  "Not now little fella, not now." I said as I patted my cock, my
cock flexing and jerking as it responded to the attention.  I clicked off
the site, shut down the lap top and continued with my cleaning.  I decided
some home made cherry cobbler and french vanilla ice cream would be a good
thing to take to the neighbors with me and I quickly showered and headed to
the store for the ingredients I would need.  I hadn't baked since Madison
had died, he'd begged me to quit my practice as an Architect and open my
own bakery.  I always brushed it off though, not thinking I was that good
to make any amount of money at it.  At least not the income I'd been
bringing in, which kept Madison and I at a very comfortable level.

The time finally arrived and I packed up the cobbler and ice cream and
headed for Clark and Marla's.  We shared light talk over an excellent meal
of lasagna, cheese toast and Chianti.  All three of us felt a little buzz
from the Chianti and as Marla brought out the plates of cobbler and ice
cream, Clark poured us each a small glass of Amaretto to wash it down with.
We soon made our way to the patio and sat at their oversized table
continuing our visit, laughing and giggling as Clark related the various
mishaps that had befallen me shortly after arriving.  Clark reached down,
brought up the bong and lit it, passing it to Marla as he held the tranquil
smoke in his lungs. There was a certain nervous excitement in the air and
the smoke was beginning to work its magic on us as we continued to inhale
each time it was passed before us.  Clark made the first move, standing he
quickly removed his wife beater and shorts, his cock already half hard and
growing.  I stared at Marla, her eyes glazed with the buzz of the bong, she
began to untie her bikini top and rub her hardened nipples.  My cock began
to respond and before I knew it, I too had stripped down and was now
heading to where Clark stood.  Standing in front of my neighbor, I knealt
down and sucked his hard cock into my mouth.  Marla gasped, her hand
rubbing the front of her still bikini clad pussy.  I began to put on a show
for her, licking, nibbling, sucking her husbands cock.  Pulling his
foreskin up and running my tongue up and underneath it.  His moans and
sighs giving me the encouragement I needed to continue.  Clark gently
pulled me off his cock and walked over to Marla, kneeling in front of her,
he untied her bikini bottoms, removed them and began eating her pussy.
Marla threw her head back, gasping as his tongue sought out her hardened
clit, flicking it.  I scooted closer, gazing at her shaved pussy, watching
intently as Clark continued to dive on her muff.  "Fuck that's hot Clark,
fucking eat her pussy." I whispered.  Clark pulled off of her and guided my
head towards her wet crotch.  "Go on, give it a try." he whispered.  I
placed my lips on the folds of her pussy, shocked that there was the same
musky smell that Clark's cock had.  I don't know what I was expecting as my
tongue darted out, parting the lips of her wet cunt.  She tasted sweet and
I suddenly found myself devouring her pussy, my tongue digging deep inside
her, darting in and out, flicking her clit.  Marla was groaning, grinding
her hips on my face, coating my mouth with her wet nectar.  I pulled off
and turned to Clark and shoved my tongue in his mouth.  His lips covered
mine and he sucked and licked his wife's pussy juice off my face.  Marla
shouted out as her orgasm hit her, her fingers flying over her clit.  I
watched as she bucked and ground her hips into the chair, her back arched,
eyes closed.  Clark moved to where she was and fed her his cock while she
came.  She immediately started sucking his thick massive cock.  I moved
behind him and bending him slightly forward dove into his ass.  Clark
groaned as my tongue hit his sweet hole.  Marla could see what was
happening to her husband and she leaned back further into the chair,
spitting his cock out, she spread his legs and had him bend forward more so
she could watch her husband's man pussy get tongue fucked.  "Oh thats
fucking hot Clark, oh fucking so hot watching James eat your hole!" she
groaned, her fingers finding her pussy again, slowly rubbing the outer
folds of her lips.  "James baby," Clark said, "You need to stop, I'm
getting too close and I don't want to cum yet." he continued.  I eased off
his ass and began licking his balls, coating the heavy sacks with my
saliva.  My cock was sending out a steady stream of pre-cum and I knew I
wouldn't need to use much lube on Clark at all.  "Baby," Marla moaned, "I
want to see him fuck you."  Clark leaned forward, kissing his wife full on
the lips and moved around to the front of her.  Facing her, he fed his
solid hard cock into her wet pussy.  They both groaned as his cock slid
into her and he started to slowly move in and out of her.  I moved behind
Clark and sat down between his legs.  I watched his balls bouncing back and
forth, slapping her pussy as he fucked her.  Clark looked back at me over
his shoulder and gave me the nod that it was time.

My hands were shaking with lust as I pulled apart his ass cheeks and began
to get his hole prepared with my tongue.  Clark stopped thrusting and
moaned and panted while I ate his ass out, my tongue darting in and out, my
lips pulling and sucking at his ass lips.  Clark's ass was soon ready for
my cock and I stood, flexing my knees, I guided the head of my leaking cock
to his hole.  Clark stiffened as I slowly entered him, stopping to allow
him time to adjust to me.  I decided to stay motionless and let Clark back
onto my cock when he was ready.  He slowly began gyrating his hips, causing
Marla to moan as his cock ground into her and me to moan as more of my cock
was swallowed up in his ass.  I was soon deep inside Clark and slowly began
to thrust.  Clark and I had a hard time at first finding our rhythm, each
time one of pulling completely out, realizing that we should have been
moving in the opposite direction.  I remained motionless and let Clark do
the humping.  Each time he pulled out of Marla he backed onto my cock.
Before long we were one writhing, bucking, grinding, moaning mound of flesh
as our sexual fever climbed to a higher pitch.  Marla came again, her cries
echoing out across the back yard.  Clark was getting close as well as his
hips began to shake and he began thrusting into Marla faster and faster.
His ass clenched around my cock as he hit his cum and started flooding
Marla's pussy with his cock juice.  I slammed into Clark shortly after
that, my own cock erupting deep into his ass.  I pulled out of Clark's ass
and shot the rest of my load on his balls while he and Marla kissed
passionately.  Clark suddenly pulled out, spun around, grabbed me up and
started setting me down on his still hard cock.  I gasped as his dick
penetrated me.  clark gently lay me on my back on the deck of their pool,
legs thrown up over his shoulder he began to slowly fuck me.  My cock
immediately responded and I reached down and started jacking my dick with
his ass juice and cum.  Marla got out of the chair and straddeled my face,
lower her pussy onto my lips.  I could taste Clark's cum on her outter lips
and I dove into her wet cunt like a mad man.  While I tongue fucked and
sucked Clark's cum out of her, Clark leaned forward and started flicking
his tongue across her clit.  She came again, her pussy juice mixing with
remainder of Clark's cum.  I bucked and screamed as my cock suddenly fired,
my cum landing on my chest.  Clark stiffened and groaned and I could feel
his cock flexing inside my ass, pumping me full of his cock honey.

We collapsed on one another and lay there, blissful afterglow sleep soon
over taking us.  I woke up shortly after and saw Marla and Clark curled up
next to me, sound asleep, and decided I should head for home.  I gathered
my clothes, put them back on and made sure I locked the front door on my
way out.  Walking into my own home, I locked the door behind me and made my
way down the hall, falling into my overstuffed bed.  I rolled onto my back
and reflected on what had just happened.  I couldn't believe it, I couldn't
believe that I'd just fucked a man and had been fucked by a man while his
wife was there.  Even more remarkable, I'd eaten pussy, not just once, but
twice.  My cock had hardened again and I reached down, stroking it I
replayed the night's events in my imagination.  I quickly came, releasing
my cock I rubbed my cum into my chest and nipples, licking the remainder
from my hand.  I fell asleep and dreamed again that night of Madison
looking down at me, smiling, reassuring.

The next day I heard Marla and Clark arguing in their driveway as Marla
prepared to head back to San Diego to take care of her mom.  "Oh this isn't
good, not good at all." I thought.  I headed out to the pool, I didn't want
to hear this let alone witness it.  I heard a car door slam, tires squeal
and an engine race and knew that Marla had left, angry.  "Oh fuck Madison."
I said to the ceiling.  "What the fuck did we do?" I continued.  I finished
up a set of designs I'd been working on and emailed them to my client,
hopped into the shower and decided to go do some shopping.  As I was
stepping out of the shower, the door bell rang. Wrapping the towel around
my waist I went to answer the door, it was Clark.  "Hey buddy." I said as I
opened the door.  "Here, I brought you back your dish and the ice cream you
left." Clark said, thrusting the stuff at me.  "Clark, you OK?" I asked.
"Don't wanna talk about it, maybe later." he grumbeled back and left,
heading back to his home, slamming the screen door behind him.  "Fuck, I
was afraid of this.  Shit went bad, they can't deal with it." I thought,
clicking my tongue as I shut the door behind Clark.

The rest of the day was uneventful.  I did some grocery shopping, couple
loads of laundry and was just sitting down to enjoy a grilled pork chop
when the phone rang.  I answered it, "We need to talk." Clark said.  No
hello, no hey, nothing, just "we need to talk."  " Um, OK, when?" I asked.
"I'll be over in a few." Clark said and the phone went silent.  I put my
dinner in the refrigerator and waited, sure enough the door bell rang and I
escorted Clark in.  He made a bee line for my refrigerator, grabbing a beer
and storming out to the patio.  I followed after him, "So, what's going on
Clark?" I asked.  "She hated it, woke up with a ton of guilt this morning
and blamed me for the whole mess." Clark said.  I stood there, not knowing
what to say or do.  Finally I reached out and laid my hand on Clark's
shoulder.  "Don't touch me!" Clark snapped back, throwing my hand off his
shoulder.  I sat down opposite him, "Clark, I don't know what to tell you."
I started.  "Well telling me I fucking told you so isn't it, THAT much I
can tell you." Clark shouted, slamming his fist on the table, causing me to
jerk.  "Look Clark, I know you're upset but if you think coming over here
and taking it out on me is the solution." I said.  Before I could say
another word, Clark got up and stormed out of the house, slamming my front
door as he left.  "OK, well.  Well Madison?  NOW what the fuck do I do?" I
said, again looking at the ceiling.

Will this be the end of James and Clark?  Stay tuned......  Thanks for the
E Mails, I appreciate the feed back and keep them cumming!