Date: Sat, 3 Sep 2011 14:16:54 -0400
From: Bradley Carson <bradleyjcarson@gmail.com>
Subject: Officer Jack Albertson - Chapter 16

*DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction, based solely on the author's
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character of Brad Carson's physical appearance is totally based on myself,
although some other aspects of the character's life are fiction.  If you
are under 18 years old, or if it is otherwise illegal where you are to read
about masturbation and consensual gay sex between adult males, then do not
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Jack and Brad were still loving their time together, and by Saturday Jack
felt good as new, although there were still some bruises on his big furry
chest, it was hardly sore anymore.  Before they knew it, it was Sunday
afternoon, August 21.  They had been for a swim together, and ended up
jacking each other off and making out intensely by the pool again.  They
had then showered and dressed, and were sitting on the couch watching a
movie together when the doorbell rang.

Jack got up and went to the door, and opened it.  There stood Jack's
ex-wife, Holly.

"Holly."  Jack said simply.

"We need to talk, Jack," Holly said, looking like she was about to cry.
Jack invited her in, and awkwardly introduced her to Brad.

"Um, excuse me," Brad said.  "I'll let you guys talk."  He figured Holly
just needed to see her ex-husband, in spite of how she had treated him,
because of Larry's role in what had happened.

Brad went back to his den, and put on some music.  Jack invited Holly to
sit down on the couch with him.

"Jack, baby," Holly began.  "I'm so sorry about everything.  I was such a
FOOL.  I should never have left you for an idiot like Larry!  And the
thought of him getting mixed up with that Hannity and Fawlkes, and Fawlkes
trying to kill you!"  She started to sob then.

Holly composed herself, and then went on.  "I have heard about you, and
HIM," she said, motioning in the direction of where Brad had gone down the
hall.  "I know this has to just be a phase for you.  You were all man when
we were married, hell all the way back to high school."

"And I still am a man, Holly," Jack said, getting very irritated.  "I just
have figured out that I am a GAY man.  Bradley makes me very happy.  This
is no phase.  You made your choice, I am honestly sorry that Larry ended up
being the kind of guy he is, and that your new husband is headed for the
pen' now.  But, it is honestly not my problem."

"You CAN'T be gay!" Holly wailed, not yet ready to acknowledge the truth
and admit that she had lost Jack forever.  "GODDAMMIT, JACK!" She yelled,
shouting, and actually getting angry now.  This made Jack angry.  It wasn't
as if he had ASKED her to leave him for that sawed-off Larry.  And besides,
judging from how great everything was with Brad now, Jack had since
realized that he may very well have eventually figured out he was gay and
been the one to leave, had Holly not done so first.  But, she had, so there
it was.

"GODDAMMIT!" She shouted again.  "DON'T YOU REMEMBER HOW HOT IT WAS WHEN WE
FUCKED? EVERY TIME WE FUCKED, JACK?"  There it was, thought Jack as he
stared at her in angry silence.  All through those years with her, to me it
really was making love, even though it was never as incredible as it is now
with Bradley.  And yet, to her, apparently it was always just "fucking."

Meanwhile, over his music, Brad had not heard Holly shouting.  He decided
that he was going to go for a walk, planning to slip out the back sliding
doors out of the kitchen.  Before Jack could say anything else to Holly,
she grabbed him, threw her arms around him, and started kissing him deeply.
So it was that Brad saw Holly's arms around Jack, and her kissing him, as
he glanced into the living room from the kitchen on his way outside.  "OH,
HELL NO!!!" Brad shouted angrily, as Jack and Holly both whirled around.
Brad then just totally flipped out, and just ran from the house, throwing
the back sliding doors open with a loud crash, and leaving them open as he
ran away.

Brad ran out the gate and through the carport, then across Crabtree Street.
He didn't stop running until he found himself pounding on Miz Vivian's
front door.  She answered it in a gaudy multicolor butterfly print robe, a
mud mask, and big pink curlers.  "Forgive me for how I look, baby, but I
didn't expect..."

Brad interrupted her, "HE'S OVER THERE KISSING THAT FUCKING BITCH!" Brad
wailed, crying now.  "I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT!  I KNEW IT WAS ALL TOO GOOD TO
BE TRUE!!!  MEN LIKE HIM ALWAYS GO FOR SKINNY LITTLE BLONDE BITCHES LIKE
HER!!!"

"Darlin', darlin'!" Miz Vivian cooed soothingly, taking Brad gently by the
arm.  "Come on in and tell me all about it!"

Soon Brad was upstairs, sitting on the edge of Miz Vivian's big Pepto-pink
bathtub.  She was standing across from him in her bathrobe, in front of the
huge lighted vanity mirror taking the mud mask and curlers off, but still
listening intently to him as she did so.  She finally turned around, and
then sat down on the closed lid of her toilet, and reached over and took
Brad's hands in both of hers.

"Darlin'," she said.  "You just had to have misunderstand what you saw,
that's all.  There is just simply no way that Jack has suddenly decided to
"go back straight."  That is just plain silly.  Why, anyone with eyes can
see how much he truly loves you!  It is obvious he had never found his true
self until he started seeing you, Bradley.  And besides, has it not
occurred to you that maybe SHE kissed HIM?"

"Oh," Brad said, realizing Miz Vivian was most likely right. "I didn't
think..."

Just then, from downstairs came the ringing of the doorbell, and then a
pounding of the brass knocker.  "That'll be for you, baby," Miz Vivian said
with a smile. "Go on down, I won't come down for a few minutes.  Use the
parlor."

Brad went downstairs, and as expected, there was Jack.  He led him into the
parlor just off the foyer, and they sat down on the red velvet settee.

"I'm sorry!" They both said at once.

"I'm the one who should be sorry," Brad then said.  "I shouldn't have run
out like that."

Jack said, "I guess it was a shock, seeing her kissing me.  But that was
what it was Bradley, she kissed me.  I didn't want her to."

Jack explained that he had told Holly to leave and not come back, right
after Brad had run off.  Jack and Brad then talked some more, and soon
realized that everything would be fine between them.  Soon, Miz Vivian's
head was poking through the door, as she grinned and gave a little knock on
the door facing.

"Come in," Brad said, smiling back.  Miz Vivian had fixed her hair, and was
dressed in Capris and a matching low cut blue sequined blouse now, and her
face was newly made up.

"So, did we survive our first fight, boys?" She asked them, still grinning,
as she came to sit down across from them.

"I just overreacted," Brad said.  "I'm sorry," he said again to Jack.

"And, I should never have let my crazy ex in the house at all, babe," Jack
replied.

They talked to Miz Vivian for a while longer, and then headed back to their
house.  "Are you sure we're OK, babe?" Brad asked, as they sat back down on
the couch in the living room together.  He was still really concerned that
Jack would think of him as a jealous fool now.

"Well, somebody was here earlier who I didn't want kissing me.  Someone is
here now who I'd really like to," Jack replied with a big grin.

Brad was in Jack's arms in just a minute, kissing him deeply.  "I love you
big guy.  So much.  Thank you for not being mad over my acting like a
jealous idiot."

"And thank you for not staying mad over seeing her kiss me.  You're the
only one I want to kiss - male or female - for the rest of my life,
Bradley.  I love you so." Jack said, with those deep blue eyes again
burning into Brad's.  "Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think the reason you
reacted the way you did when you saw Holly kiss me was insecurity."

Brad nodded, and started to tell Jack he was sorry again.  Jack playfully
put a finger to Brad's lips to shush him.  Jack then said tenderly, "You
were only insecure because this is the first time you have had real love.
I realize now, even more than ever after seeing her again, it is the first
time I've had real love too.  I love you with all my heart and soul,
Bradley."

"Oh, I love you too, Jack.  So much!" Brad said, nearly about to cry in
happiness.

They then started kissing hotly, deeply, passionately right there on the
couch.  Brad reached up and closed the blinds.  He then pulled Jack's polo
over his head, and immediately started kissing and licking that big, hot,
furry, broad chest and the very erect nipples he found there.  Jack moaned
softly, his big hands soon getting Brad out of his t-shirt.  Soon they were
both completly naked, with Jack on top of Brad grinding his big warm body
against Brad's.  They continued to kiss deeply there on the couch.

"Let's go to the bedroom," Jack whispered hotly in Brad's ear.

"No," Brad said huskily with a sexy grin, "Just take me right here, big
guy!"

Jack took him.  He spit lubed his throbbing six and a half by five and a
half member.  Brad raised his legs quickly to Jack's shoulders, and they
began to make love hotly, passionately right there on the couch.  Jack
leaned down and kissed Brad deeply as his big thick dick filled Brad up so
good, thrusting into him again and again.

"UH! AH-UH! OH GOD, I LOVE YOU!" Jack moaned.

"UH! I LOVE YOU TOO - AH-UH! - BABY!" Brad gasped and grunted back in heat,
"FUCK ME HARDER, JACK! HARDER!!!"

Soon they had both slid down off the couch.  They were in the missionary
position now, with Brad's head and back resting on the cool hardwood floor
of the living room.  Jack started making love to Brad with a deep pounding
intensity, their sweat-covered furry chests rubbing together as they both
gasped in pleasure and kissed again and again.

"YEAH!" Jack cried loudly, hot passion having totally overtaken him now, as
he started pounding Brad so hard and deep. "GONNA - AH-UH! UH! - JUST - UH!
- FUCK YOU - UH! - HARD - Ah, UH! - IN THE - UH! - FLOOR - AH-UH! - BABY!"

"OH GOD! UH! GOD! AH-UH!" Brad cried out.  "YES! OH, YES JACK!!! UH! AH-UH!
THAT'S IT!!! UH! FUCK ME - AH UH! UH! - SO HARD, BABY!!!"  They kissed
hotly, deeply again as they continued frantically making love.

Brad's tight hole was clenching on Jack's throbbing fat meat with every
thrust now.  It was always just so incredible every single time they made
love, Jack was thinking.  He wanted this for the rest of his life, with
this sweet man!  Brad was thinking the same thing, as Jack's throbbing knob
continued to probe for his button, Jack's hot throbbing thickness making
him feel so full and so loved.

"YES! AH-UH! THAT'S IT JACK!!! OH GOD! - AH-UH! UH! - MAKE LOVE - UH! - TO
ME, BABY!" Brad gasped, gazing directly into Jack's deep blue eyes as Jack
was right on top of him, loving him so wonderfully well.  Their sweaty
chests and tummies were grinding together as Jack continued to deep-dick
him hard in the missionary position right there on the living room floor.

"MMM GOD!" Jack growled, panting hard now with every thrust, "UH!
BRADLEY!!! OH, FUCK - AH-UH! - THAT ASS IS SO - AH! - FUCKIN' GREAT!"

Soon they had rolled around there in the living room floor, with Jack's hot
cock never leaving Brad's tight hole.  Now Brad was on top, riding his baby
fast and hard as they both moaned, panted, and sweated.  Brad gazed down at
the big smile on Jack's face as he lay back in the floor, just enjoying the
hell out of being rode so hard by his sweet baby.

"YEAH! UH! YEAH! RIDE THAT - UH! - FAT DICK! AH-UH! MAKE ME - UH! - FUCKIN'
CUM, BRADLEY!!!" Jack grunted hotly.  Jack licked the palm of his right
hand then, and started using it to stroke Brad's cock furiously, as Brad
continued to ride him hard and fast.  Brad gasped in pleasure at the feel
of the strong, warm hand on his throbbing, leaking cock.

"AH! UH-AH! Brad cried, feeling his balls start to tighten. "UH! FUCK!
GONNA FUCKIN' - AH-UH! - CUM!!!"  Brad then started firing volley after
volley of hot creamy cum all over Jack's tummy, furry chest, and even all
the way up onto his face.

As he tasted a stream of Brad's hot, salty-sweet, creamy cum that was
running down off of his upper lip, Jack reached his own shattering orgasm.
"OH GOD! FUCK! FUCK! AH-UH! UH! UH! BRADLEY!!!" He screamed, as his fat
cock fired several big shots up Brad's ass, as Brad continued to ride him
hard.

Brad soon collapsed down on top of Jack, and kissed him deeply.  "I - uh! -
fuckin' love you, big guy," Brad gasped, trying to get his breath back.

"Oh, - uh! - I love you too baby," Jack replied, and then they kissed
again.  They both felt Brad's hot, sticky cum all between them.

Later, after having cleaned up from their lovemaking and showered and
dressed the guys had dinner.  They were in bed, cuddled naked in each
other's arms, early that night, as Jack had to return to work the next day,
which was Monday, August 22.  That week flew by.  Brad loved being there
every evening when his man got home from work.  A couple times he had
dinner on the table by the time Jack got home.  They had discussed it yet,
but this was already feeling like way more than just "roommates who happen
to be boyfriends."  On Friday, Brad logged out of the datatron website for
the last time, as they had told him this would complete his obligation to
them, and there was no need for him to work Monday - Wednesday of the next
week to finish out his two weeks notice period.

The week had been a routine one for the Pleasant View PD.  That weekend,
Brad and Jack went over and had dinner with Justin and Eric on Saturday.
Then on Sunday they had slept late, and then made love in the shower that
morning, with Brad taking Jack's bubble butt hard and deep until they had
both had cum.

It was now Monday, August 29.  Jack went to work, and Brad went to work for
the first time over at Miz Vivian's.  The carpenters had things well
underway on getting the old carriage house transformed into Miz Viv's
Merchantile, and on the trellises and canopy that would lead between it and
the main house.  Brad and Miz Vivian got online together all that week in
Miz Vivian's office on the second floor of the mansion, to start ordering
merchandise for the shop.  They went to an estate sale in Rosemont on
Wednesday, where they found a large vinyl record collection for that part
of the shop's inventory.  Miz Vivian said she wanted to try to have some
sort of grand opening on the weekend of September 17, which was just less
than three weeks away.

That Wednesday night, August 31, Brad and Jack both got home from work at
about the same time.  Over dinner, Brad was pleasantly surprised to learn
that Jack would indeed have a three day weekend for Labor Day that coming
weekend, as would Brad.  "I thought cops always had to work holiday
weekends," Brad commented.

"Well, this one did back several years ago.  But, after having passed on
detective a couple of times, and stayed dedicated to patrol duty, my 46
hour salary-paid Monday - Friday 8-6 workweek is set in stone, except of
course in emergencies.  Which means, that unless half the force calls in
again or something, I will get Monday for the holiday, too.

"Great!" Brad said with a grin.  "What do you want to do this weekend?"

"Well," Jack said grinning back, "I thought we might go up on Smith's
Mountain and camp!"

Brad thought this was a great idea, and looked very forward to it.  Back in
the living room after dinner that evening, Jack got around to opening his
mail.  There was another letter from the office of Smithville attorney
Randy Blankenship.  Jack explained to Brad that Blankenship's client had
made Jack a very generous offer for his property on top of Smith's
Mountain.

"What are you going to do?" Brad asked.

"The top of Smith's Mountain is NOT for sale, not now, not ever, not at any
price," Jack replied.

"Good," Brad said with a smile, "I love it up there!"

"You'll love it even more when I get you alone in a tent this weekend,"
Jack said wickedly.

"I'll hold you to that," Brad said grinning back, and giving Jack a big hug
and a quick kiss.

On Thursday during his lunch hour, Jack called and notified Blankenship's
office that he was declining their client's request.  That evening, Randy
Blankenship himself called Jack at home.

"I think you should seriously reconsider the offer, Mr. Albertson,"
Blankenship said.  "As you know, my clients have leased the lower portion
of the mountain, which they own, to the mining company, and have sold their
timber and mineral rights."

"Which means," Jack said, having gotten pissed now at Blankenship's
condescending tone, "That the company will no doubt stick an underground
mine opening and coal processing plant down at the foot of the mountain.
And they'll log all the timber off along the road up the mountain, which I
remind you and your client that I have a permanent right-of-way to, so
don't mess with it!"

Jack went on, halfway yelling into his cell now, "But, and get this
straight, once and for all - they can fuck up the bottom of the mountain
all they want to.  I may have to look at it every time I drive up.  But,
the trees, the fields, and all of it up on top - they're staying just like
they are, so long as I'm alive!"

With that Jack clicked off.  Brad told him how proud of him he was, and
they then talked some more about their weekend trip.  Jack went into Brad's
den with him for a while that evening.  Brad got out an album from the
Everly Brothers from the early 1970s and put it on the turntable.  Jack
loved all things retro, as did Brad, and they both already loved the great
old John Prine-penned song that the beautiful voices of Don and Phil were
soon filling the room with.

Part of the songs chorus said, "And Daddy, won't you take me back to
Muhlenberg County, down by the Green River, where Paradise lay?  Well, I'm
sorry my son, but you're too late in askin', Mr. Peabody's coal train has
hauled it away."

Brad told Jack that an old man who had performed at the Pleasant View Opry
back when Brad had worked retail at the little old tourist trap had told
him about the events depicted in that song, "Paradise."

"You know," Brad explained, "That really did happen.  The Peabody Coal
company bought up and tore down an entire small town, Paradise, Kentucky,
and strip mined the hill it sat on.  There is still a coal-fired power plan
on that site now, out there in Western Kentucky."

Brad also explained that the old man he had known at the Opry had actually
seen "the world's largest shovel," a giant steam shovel that had been used
to excavate the coal, and which was mentioned in the song, in operation at
the Paradise site years before when he had been touring with the Bill
Monroe, who was also from out in that part of the state.

Jack commented, "I know coal mining provides a lot of jobs.  Underground
mining can be dangerous, but if done right, it isn't nearly as bad as strip
mining."

They played a few more records and talked more before going to bed.  Before
they knew it, Friday had flown by, and it was early Saturday morning.  They
had planned to get up and get started extra early, so as to enjoy their
trip as much as possible.  But, Brad awoke even before the alarm had gone
off.

Brad slid down under the covers, and got between Jack's legs as Jack
continued to sleep.  Jack's morning wood had been tenting the covers
adorably when Brad awoke.  Soon Brad had it in his mouth, having thrown
back the covers.  "God, he tastes so fuckin' fantastic," Brad thought as he
savored having his lover's hot, throbbing meat in his mouth.  Brad ran his
tongue all up and down the meaty shaft, and as he was licking Jack's big
low hanging balls, his baby awoke.

"OH, GOD!" Jack groaned, grinning down at Brad, "Good morning, darlin'!"
Brad replied by just raising up and then swallowing Jack's meat balls deep.

"Uh! FUCK!" Jack groaned.  Brad started bobbing on it good, tasting Jack's
sweet delicious precum on his tongue now.

Soon the lovers were in a hot 69 there on the big bed.  They both moaned
silently as they sucked one another.  Jack was thrusting his hot rod down
into Brad's mouth over and over again, as he bobbed his head and sucked on
Brad's own thick tasty dick.  Soon they were both trembling, their balls
going tight.  The two lovers then, nearly simultaneously, each reached
their shattering climax.

"OH GOD! OH FUCK!" Brad thought in pure pleasure, feeling his cock start to
fire an enormous load up into Jack's hot mouth.  Brad tasted spurt after
spurt of Jack's own thick, creamy, hot, tasty love juice exploding into his
mouth, onto his tongue, and firing right down his throat now.  Jack was
experiencing the same thing, at the same time, as he took Brad's big hot
load.

Soon Jack was on top of Brad, having swung back around to kiss him.  They
each savored the flavor of the their own cum as they kissed passionately.
"Oh, God, I love you, Jack!" Brad then gasped.  He knew in his heart that
he would never grow tired of waking up every morning with this big
wonderful man, nor of making love to him.  Jack felt the same way about
Brad.

"And I love you too, baby!" Jack replied with a big grin.

Soon they had gotten ready, had everything in the big red Chevy truck, and
were heading for Smith's Mountain.  Once there, they saw that there were
surveyor's stakes up all over the foot of the mountain, but no work had
actually started yet.  Once up on top, they stopped again at the big rocks,
and walked up on them to enjoy the view.  It was a gorgeous Saturday to
start this Labor Day Weekend.  It was still hot, but the humidity was
blessedly gone, and the sky had that gorgeous, haze-free September blue to
it already.

They kissed tenderly there, and admired the view some more.  Then they got
back in the truck, and Jack drove far on around across the top of the
mountain, beyond the field where they had stopped and made love on their
previous visit.  Soon, they were back in a section of thick forest.  Jack
stopped the truck and they got out.  Somewhere in the distance Brad thought
he heard water rushing over rocks.

They got all of their gear and supplies out of the truck, and hiked a short
distance down and old path through the cool forest.  They then came out
into another good-sized clearing.  On the opposite side of the clearing
were more big rocks, and more forest.  Jack explained that the down-slope
of the mountain on the Pleasant View side was just on the other side of
this.  They dropped all their stuff off in the clearing where they would
set up camp, and then walked around behind the tall rocks.  Brad then
gasped in delight at the sight before him.

From the middle of the huge out dropping of tall rocks there at the edge of
the forest on the mountaintop there flowed a large, cool, rushing amount of
crystal-clear water.  It ran out near the top of the rocks, and then
beautifully cascaded down over a stair-step pattern of more huge, broad,
smooth rocks.  At the bottom of this formation, the water formed a big,
deep-looking pool.  It then ran out and formed a wide stream that meandered
rapidly away into the forest.  Jack explained that it then ran rapidly all
the way down the wooded side of the mountain, eventually finding its way
down into the river in the valley far below, along which they had driven
out on the Smithville Pike that morning.

"This spring is the source of Smith's Creek," Jack said with a grin.  "I've
never seen it run dry, and the water is just as pure as it can be, too.
And that pool at the base of the rocks is deep, and it is cold and great
even on the hottest summer day, too!"

They had brought some water with them, but Brad now realized they probably
would not have even had to.  He stuck his hand into the cold, rushing water
and palmed a bit, then tasted it.  The best tasting bottled spring water in
the world had nothing on this pure refreshment, he thought.

Jack and Brad set up camp then, putting up a large two-man tent, which Jack
had brought along.  They then went hiking, following an old faint trail
along Smith's Creek all the way down the mountain.  They walked a little
more than a mile total, and finally came out at the point where the creek
ran into the river, with a beautiful little waterfall at their confluence.
They soon started hiking back up the mountain.  It was not yet noon, and
not very humid outside, but it was still hot, and with the strenuous uphill
hike, both guys were soaking wet with sweat by the time they finally got
back up to the top of Smith's Mountain.  They stopped next to where the
spring came gushing out and down over the stair-step rock formation into
the deep pool below.

Jack took off his hiking boots and socks, and quickly started stripping off
the rest of his sweat-soaked clothes.  "Come on, take off your clothes," he
said to Brad with a big grin.

"THAT, is something that YOU never have to ask me twice to do, big fella!"
Brad said, grinning and laughing.

Soon they were both balls-out naked there next to the spring.  Jack
carefully climbed up one side of the natural rock staircase, then sat down
bare assed naked in the middle of the rushing water on one of the big,
smooth, flat rocks.  "Ohh!" He gasped at first.  "Fuck, that is COLD, but
it feels great!" Jack hollered to Brad, laughing like a schoolboy.

Soon Brad was right beside of Jack, their naked sides pressed close
together.  They both leaned back, letting the cold, clear water gush all
over them from head to toe.  Setting up, so that his head was out from
under this natural shower, Brad saw that Jack had now done the same.  They
kissed deeply, putting their arms around each other, as they cold spring
water swirled deliciously around their waists, under their asses, between
their legs, and then off of the stone on which they were sitting to
continue its rushing downward descent.

"I love you!" Brad gasped, breaking their kiss.  They were both used to the
water now, and it just felt good.  Sitting there in the water in the
sunshine, against his big man, kissing with their arms around one another
had made Brad horny as hell now.  He looked over and saw that Jack's dick
was sticking straight up too.  They kissed more.

"C'mon!" Jack shouted.

Soon they were back at the base of the rock formation, and Jack then jumped
right into the big pool of water there.  Brad joined him, and soon they
were back in each other's arms, treading water and kissing deeply as their
rock-hard cocks, tummies, and wet furry chests all pressed together there
in the spring-fed pool.

They laughed, splashed, and swam around awhile.  Jack dove down and sucked
Brad's cock beneath the cool, clear water briefly, causing Brad to gasp in
pleasure.  Jack resurfaced laughing, and they embraced and kissed once
more.  They then went back up onto one of the rocks that formed the terrace
to the source of the spring.

Jack laid down on his back, the cool water rushing all around him, on this
the widest of the natural stone steps.  The water spread out as it ran
across this part of the terrace, so that it was not very deep at all, but
still felt awesome as it went swirling beneath you.  Brad stretched out
next to Jack, and soon they were kissing passionately, with the rushing
water swirling around them.

They were both so hot and horny now.  They started sucking each other there
in the water.  Soon they clambered back down, and tumbled wet and naked
down together right into a sunny patch of little purple wildflowers at the
base of the rocks, back down at the edge of the big pool.  Jack rolled onto
his back, the little flowers tickling it softly, and raised his long legs.
Brad entered him immediately, leaning down to kiss him as they started to
make love.

They fucked slowly and tenderly there in the wildflowers, with the sound of
the rushing stream filling their ears, and purest love in their hearts.
They were in the missionary position now, with Brad penetrating Jack fully
with his thick cock, as Jack groaned in pleasure and dug the heels of his
big feet into Brad's ass over and over as Brad started pounding him harder,
as if spurring on a stallion.

"OH YES! FUCK! FUCK!!!" Jack groaned, "HARDER - UH! HARDER, BABY!"

Brad obliged, and soon they were both panting and grunting in heat and in
pleasure, as Brad fucked the hell out of his big sweet guy there in the
mountaintop sunshine.

"AH-UH! UH! OH BABY!" Brad groaned.  "FUCK! JACK!!! Uh-UH! AH! UH! I LOVE
YOU - UH! - SO FUCKIN' MUCH, BABY!"

"I - UH! AH-UH! OH FUCK! - LOVE YOU TOO, - UH! GOD YES! - BRADLEY!" Jack
grunted and groaned back.  Brad was pushing his button just right now, and
the pleasure was almost unbearably terrific.

Once again Brad thought of that old song of Dolly Parton's, "Sweet Summer
Lovin'," the part where it talks about making love outside "by a stream in
the country."  Brad thought that Dolly sure had the right idea, because
there was nothing better than making love with all your heart and body
outside like this!

"Uh! GOD JACK!!!" Brad groaned, feeling his big man's ass clenching his
knob now, as it pounded Jack's quivering button over and over.

"UH! FUCK!!! BRADLEY!!! UH! GOD!" Jack moaned and groaned in delight, "I'M
GONNA - AH-UH! - FUCK! CUM!!!!!!"

As Brad's hot load then started to fire up into his tight ass, Jack shot
another huge load all over Brad in between their sweaty bodies, moaning in
delight as he did so.  Brad then collapsed on top of Jack, and they held
each other and kissed awhile, until finally Brad's contented cock had slid
back out of Jack's tight rear.  They then went for another swim in the big,
cool pool.  After all that, they sure felt totally refreshed!  They
dressed, and walked back over to their campsite.

They enjoyed their Saturday there on the mountain, hiking more and
exploring all of Jack's 102-acre mountaintop property.  They then went for
another swim, dressed again, and fixed a great campfire dinner.  After
eating they just sat and talked for a long while.  They were still falling
more and more in love with each other, and were both surprised that was
still even possible.

By dark, they were stretched out by the campfire, looking up at a billion
bright stars there on top of Smith's Mountain.  Soon they were both naked
and once again making love, with Jack taking Brad this time.  They groaned
in pleasure and both came so hard again several minutes later, and then
just lay there naked awhile holding one another.

They eventually went into the tent.  But, Jack and Brad stayed naked, and
slept, cuddled up tightly in each other's arms, that way all night long.
On Sunday morning they fixed breakfast, and then explored the mountain some
more.  They hiked back to the overlook, and sat there together looking down
at the valley spread out before them, and Pleasant View off in the
distance.  They had declared naked day today, and after hosing each other
down thoroughly with bug repellant and sunscreen, and the only clothes they
had put on were their hiking socks and boots.  So it was that they were
both sitting there naked on the overlook.

"This is fun as hell," Brad said with a grin. "Makes me wish I could run
around naked all the time!"

"Me too," Jack said, turning and giving his hot naked cubby man a leering
head-to-toe looking over, "except I wouldn't want anyone else checking out
this great scenery though!"

They walked back to the truck, their dicks swinging freely, and the
sunshine on their bare bodies feeling glorious.  They walked on past, and
back to their little camp.  They stayed naked that entire Sunday, but
didn't make love again while up on the mountain, they were both too spent
from all their fun the day and night before.  Instead, they just enjoyed
being naked out in nature, while also enjoying very much the talking,
swimming, and just being alone together.  They were so in love.  That
evening before dark, they broke their little camp, put their boxers, shorts
and t-shirts back on, loaded everything back into the truck, and headed
back to Pleasant View.

Back at home that night they had a late dinner, showered and shaved, and
soon were cuddled up naked together in their bed once again.  "Bradley,"
Jack said tenderly as they laid there in the dark, "I feel even closer to
you after this weekend, I want you to know that.  I love you with all my
heart and soul."

"And I love you just as much, Jack," Brad said, thrilling at those words.
They kissed tenderly, and tired from their fun camping trip, soon drifted
off to sleep in each other's warm arms.

The next morning they both woke up very horny.  They had more than
recharged from their passionate lovemaking on the mountain on Saturday.
They had awakened nearly at the same time, looked at each other and
grinned, and just immediately started going at it hotly.  This Monday,
Labor Day, was off to a damn hot start, as Brad was riding Jack's cock
there in their bed the very first thing that morning.

"Uh! YEAH!" Jack groaned in pleasure, "Ride me, darlin'!"

"UH! JACK!!!" Brad groaned as he bounced up and down harder on Jack's
throbbing fat cock.

"UH! AH-UH! FUCK YEAH, BABY!" Jack moaned, as Brad's tight ass squeezed his
thick shaft so good.

"Oh, FUCK!!! GOD THAT DICK FEEL SO - AH-UH! UH! - GOOD IN ME - UH! - BABY!"
Brad panted.

They were each thinking about how much they loved becoming one with the
other in moments like this.  Raw, hot, unbridled mansex and pure horny
passion? Hell yes.  But, it was so much more.  The term "making love" had
been co-opted as a synonym for simply "fucking" long before Brad and Jack
had ever met.  But, as Brad felt Jack's hot, throbbing dick filling his ass
so good as he rode it that morning, they were both feeling more than the
incredible physical pleasure this act was bringing them both.  They both
felt loved, purely and simply.  This was truly making love.

"GOD, I LOVE YOU - AH-UH! UH! - BRADLEY!" Jack moaned loudly.

"UH! I LOVE YOU - Ah, FUCK! - TOO - AH-UH! - BABY!" Brad replied, grinning
down loving at his big beefy hot stud as he continued to fuck himself hard
on that hot throbbing pole.

Brad leaned down and they kissed hotly as they continued to fuck.  Soon
they both were reaching the point of no return.

"UH! UH! OH GOD! OH GOD! JACK!!!!" Brad screamed, as he began to shoot
buckets of hot, thick cum all over Jack once again.

"UH! FUCK! YES! OH YES!!! FUCK! FUCK! BRADLEY!!!" Jack screamed back, as he
fired shot after shot into Brad's ass.

Soon they were in the shower together, and their passion flared again.
Brad kissed Jack's eyes, his nose, his cheeks, his ears, and of course
stopped for a long moment for their tongues to entwine.  He wanted to
touch, kiss and explore every inch of his big cop that morning, right there
under the hot spray of the shower, and Brad did so.

He kissed and licked all over Jack's wet, furry chest.  He licked and
nibbled Jack's nipples, causing him to moan in delight.  He kissed down his
happy trail, and tongued Jack's hot innie belly button, causing him to moan
again.  He licked each of the big low hanging balls, and kissed all down
Jack's strong thighs and long legs.  Brad then came back up and fully
engulfed the now once-again throbbing hard cock.  He needed some of that
sweet love nectar this morning.

Within five more minutes, he had Jack again on the brink with his excellent
cocksucking skills.  "Uh! OH GOD! BABY I'M GONNA - UH! - CUM!!!" Jack
groaned.

Brad savored each sweet, tasty drop, feeling like the luckiest man in the
world on that Labor Day morning.  They kissed deeply, and finished their
shower.  After dressing and having breakfast, well another breakfast, in
Brad's case, the guys headed out to do their shopping for the week ahead.
As they put the groceries away in the kitchen later, they both were
silently thinking happy, loving thoughts.

"My God, it was never this great with Holly.  I only thought I knew what
love is, and now I finally have it.  He is everything I could ever want,"
Jack thought.

"I never thought I'd ever find anyone to be with like him, much less live
under the same roof with them!  He is truly a dream come true," Brad was
thinking.

TO BE CONTINUED...

*NOTE: The author welcomes positive comments and feedback from other adult
gay males.  Send emails to bradleyjcarson@gmail.com and I will look forward
to hearing from you and responding. I especially want to hear from you if
the story causes you to have a good orgasm...or several!  Also, if you
happen to be a gay man who physically resembles the character of Jack
Albertson as he is described in this story and you have pics of yourself
that you would like to share with me, I'd really love to see them!