Date: Fri, 10 Feb 2012 00:34:32 -0500
From: Bradley Carson <bradleyjcarson@gmail.com>
Subject: Officer Jack Albertson - Chapter 28

*DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction, based solely on the author's
own personal fantasies, and no real names or real situations are used.  The
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
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"I'll warm you up, big guy!" Brad said with a grin.  He spread the blanket,
and Jack started helping Brad quickly get naked.  They tumbled to the
blanket together, their naked bodies entwined as the stars shone brightly
overhead.

Soon Brad was licking at Jack's backdoor, causing him to moan softly.  Jack
soon raised his legs and Brad entered him slowly, tenderly.  They became
one again there in the soft starlight of the unseasonable January evening,
which was made even warmer by the sweet love they were making.

"Oh yeah baby, FUCK ME!" Jack said softly.

Brad did as asked, but went slowly, tenderly, fucking Jack so long that
they were both trembling all over, both from the increasing chill of the
evening and the intense sensations of their prolonged session of raw mansex
lovemaking.

"Uhh!  OH GOD!!!" Brad was finally groaning.  The knob of his throbbing fat
dick was pounding Jack's quivering prostate over and over now.

"Oh Bradley! FUCK I'M GONNA CUM!!!" Jack shouted, and a torrent of hot
creamy cop cum flew from his dick to splatter up all over and between them.
Brad found his own release deep inside Jack just then as well.

The next few weeks passed quickly.  The unseasonably warm weather continued
as February began, but by the end of the second week of February it was
feeling somewhat more like winter again, with highs in the 40s and lows in
the 20s in Pleasant View.  This was still good enough weather for
construction to keep moving along, and with the earlier period of highs in
the 50s and 60s, Bill O'Flannery's crew had really gotten a lot done
already.  The receptacle for the spring water was installed in the big
rocks above the waterfall at the source of the spring.  Jack was pleased at
how this was hidden, and he was also pleased that a strong flow of water
was still allowed to bubble out of the rocks and down over the falls, so
that his and Brad's favorite spot on the mountaintop still looked the same
as it always had.

The pipeline down the mountain was nearly completely installed now as well.
The concrete pad and foundations of the bottling plant were in place, and
construction on the building itself would get underway soon.  The auto
plant had closed, and Eric had notified about 20 people that they could
become employees of Uncle Joe's Mountain Spring Water once the plant was
operational in another month or so if they wished, and all had gladly
accepted.

Jack's father, Billy Jack Albertson, had moved the previous weekend into a
small house he had purchased a couple of streets over from Brad and Jack in
Pleasant View.  He had spent a good deal more time with Jack, and they were
really beginning to get close.  Billy Jack had also had dinner the previous
Saturday night with Barney Finkster, and had a great time.  He was not yet
sure if they would be more than friends, but Barney was sure hoping so.

It was Saturday, February 11 and Brad and Jack were out walking in the park
with Alejandro.  It was cold, but sunny and they were enjoying getting out
for a while.  Coming from the opposite direction on the park's walking
trail through the woods was Jody Rickman.  Everyone stopped to talk for a
minute.

"See I'm not the only one who decided to get out and walk in spite of the
cold," Jody commented with a grin.

"Nope, we thought it would do us all good," Jack agreed.

"You ever hear anything else from Bobby?" Jody asked Brad.

"No.  I sent him a message to tell him happy birthday, but so far nothing.
I guess he's still mad over that misunderstanding we had right before he
moved.  At any rate, he doesn't seem interested in being friends with me
anymore," Brad replied with a shrug.

"Oh well, his loss," Jody commented.

"What are you going to get into today?" Jack asked Jody.

"Actually have an umm...date tonight," Jody replied almost shyly.

"Oh!  Who's the lucky man?" Brad asked with a teasing grin.

"Blake," Jody replied.

"Blake, as in that little college twink whose ass Barney Finkster quite
literally saved awhile back?" Jack asked.

"Yep, that's the one," Jody replied.

"Do you think he's really wanting anything more than just a trick?" Brad
asked seriously.

"I really do, guys.  Look, I know he just turned 20 and I'm 41.  But, I
honestly think that whole scare he had made him stop and think.  I think
he's done his playing and is ready to try dating seriously for the first
time," Jody replied.

"Well, good luck," Jack said evenly, "Just be careful, buddy."

"Don't worry, I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself," Jody said.
"Besides, might be worth risking a broken heart to get with that cutie!" He
joked with a laugh.

"Not my type, but have fun!" Brad commented with a grin.

Jody stooped to pet Alejandro and receive and appreciate lick from the cute
little dog before saying goodbye to the other guys and continuing with his
walk.

That night, Jody picked Blake up at the diner when he got off work at 9pm.
They headed back to the apartment that Blake shared with two female
roommates, neither of whom was home, and Blake showered and changed while
Jody waited in the living room.  The guys then went for a long drive around
by the lake and talked for quite awhile, and ended up stopping in at a
little all-night café over in Smithville for a midnight snack.

"This has been so much fun tonight, just getting to know you," Blake said
sincerely as they were walking back to Jody's green Ford pickup truck.

They got in the truck and Jody started driving back towards Pleasant View.
Blake looked over him and hesitated for a moment as he began to speak.
"Jody.  Umm, you don't have to...take me home, umm that is if you don't
want to," Blake stammered.

Jody's cock twitched in his Wranglers at the implication of this statement.
"Are you sure, Blake?" Jody asked.

"Yes.  I'd really like to...go back to your place with you.  That is if you
want me to.  And look - I'm not just wanting another hookup either, Jody.
I swear.  I really...like you.  A lot.  God I sound stupid!" Blake
finished, trailing off.

"No you don't," Jody said quickly.  "I think you sound very...sweet.  And
I'd love to have you spend the night with me, that is if you're sure you're
ready."

"Never been more ready," Blake said with a big grin, reaching over to take
the handsome older bear's free hand in his as Jody continued driving them
toward his place.

----

Meanwhile, over at Bubba and James' townhouse apartment, the couple was
walking the short distance from James' car to their front door.  Just then,
a very handsome auburn-haired, bearded guy of around 40 was walking out the
door two doors down.

"Hello there," the other guy said in a thick Boston accent.  "You must be
Bubba and James."

"Yes, and from your accent you've got to be the guy from Boston, Bill
O'Flannery, who is in charge of building the water bottling plant for Brad,
Jack, and Miz Vivian," Bubba said with a grin as he and James took turns
shaking hands with Bill.

"Glad we've all heard of each other," Bill said with a chuckle.  "I don't
think you guys were home when I was moving in the other day."

"No, we were both at work, but Brad and Jack had mentioned you to us,
though," James explained.

"Won't you come in and visit for awhile?" Bubba invited.

"Think I'll take you up on that," Bill said with a grin.

Bubba and James both felt a major twitching in their pants at having this
hot Irish-American muscular construction bear as their guest that evening.

----

Meanwhile, a glass of wine was being poured at one of the most exclusive
restaurants in Rosemont.  A late supper had just ended, and now a violinist
was playing as a couple drank their wine and smiled at one another.

"Oh, this is just too much, you really shouldn't have!" One of them said to
the other.

"Nothing is too much for you, darlin'," the other person replied genuinely.

----

At Billy Jack Albertson's house that Saturday night, he and Barney Finkster
had just sat down on the couch together after a wonderful third date.  In
the span of just a few weeks, they had really started to care for one
another, and it was becoming very clear to them both that they were going
to be more than just friends.

Billy Jack slipped his big arm around Barney's slight shoulders and pulled
him close.  They looked in one another's eyes.  Billy Jack leaned in and
they started to kiss, slowly at first, and then with more passion.

"Oh, my stars, I think I'm gonna faint!" Barney finally said, gasping for
air a bit.

"You ain't seen nothing yet, honey," Billy Jack replied with a big grin,
pulling Barney close to him once again.

----

Up in Northeastern Kentucky on that cold February night, Antonio and Bobby
were lying in their bed together.

"I miss the little guy sometimes, ya know?" Antonio said.

"Sure, I miss him too," Bobby said.  "I know he's in a good home now, and
since this place wouldn't let us have a pet, giving Alejandro to Brad and
Jack was the best thing to do."

"About that," Antonio said slowly.  "Don't you think it is about time you
mended fences with Brad, babe?"

"Why should I?"  Bobby asked, anger flaring in his voice.  "I didn't do
anything wrong."

"Well, I think you both said some things you didn't mean when he confronted
you about being distant when we moved up here," Antonio replied.

"I don't know," Bobby said in frustration, before changing the subject.  "I
have other things on my mind right now," he added with a mischievous grin,
and started to run his hands all over Antonio's ridiculously muscular
chest.

"Aww, yeah!" Antonio growled.

Soon Antonio's muscular legs were on Bobby's broad shoulders, and Bobby was
plowing Antonio's ass hard and deep.

"Yeah, FUCK THAT ASS BABE!" Antonio encouraged his lover.

Bobby kept up a steady pounding, both of them enjoying the intense
pleasures of their lovemaking as always.  Soon Antonio's ass was squeezing
on Bobby's cock, causing his balls to churn and tighten.

"Aww! UH!!! FUCK ME HARDER!" Antonio demanded.

Bobby gave him all he had then, the up-curved shaft of his pecker guiding
its throbbing knob to probe and pound Antonio in all the right places over
and over.  Soon Bobby was grunting and Antonio was yelling as they both
came.  They collapsed together and slept in contentment.

Back in Pleasant View, Blake and Jody were now making out intensely on the
couch in Jody's apartment.

"Are you sure about this," Jody asked again huskily.

"YES!" Blake exclaimed with a big grin, as he started unbuttoning Jody's
shirt to reveal the furry chest beneath it.

"Mmm, fuck!  I love all that fur!" Blake exclaimed.  He and Jody together
got Jody's shirt the rest of the way off.  Blake love the sight of the
beefy, furry 41-year-old bear body in front of him, and proceed to start
licking and sucking Blake's nips immediately, causing him to moan.  Soon
Jody was getting Blake out of his t-shirt, and they were falling back on
the couch together, Blake's smooth swimmer's build chest and stomach
pressed against Jody's furry, beefy ones.

Soon, socks, pants, and underwear were all being cast aside, until the
younger and older men were both standing naked and rock hard together there
by Jody's couch.  "C'mon," Jody said softly, taking Blake's hand and
leading him toward the bedroom.

----

Back at the fancy restaurant up in Rosemont, the man in the couple had
gotten down on one knee as the violinist continued to play.  The woman
gasped softly and put a hand to her ample bosom, which was displayed gaily
in the elegant blue satin frock she was wearing that evening with her faux
fur wrap.

"Ohmigawd, Hank, is this what I think it is?" Miz Vivian asked as the
candlelight glowed in the dimly lit-restaurant, and the handful of other
late-dinner guests had all turned to look on now.

"Yes, darlin', it sure is," Hank Anderson replied with a devilish grin, as
he turned to gaze up directly into Miz Vivian's eyes before continuing.
"Vivian Blanche LaRue Arnow, will you marry me?"

"Yes, oh, yes, you know I will, Hank!" Miz Vivian replied with a huge grin
and happy tears in her eyes and in her voice, as the other patrons and
staff alike of the Griffin Gate Mansion Restaurant all applauded.

----

Meanwhile, back at Billy Jack Albertson's house, Billy Jack and Barney had
moved to the bedroom, lost all of their clothes, and were now in the middle
of making love for the first time.  Barney was in heaven with this big
hairy beefy hunk of man on top of him - and inside him - and was moaning
and screaming accordingly.

Billy Jack was loving every minute of it as well.  He had finally done a
couple of hookups just before leaving California, true.  But, this was the
first time he had really felt a connection to a sexual partner since the
last time he and his late husband Rick had made love prior to the onset of
Rick's terminal illness nearly three years before.  The effeminate,
slightly built, and truly affectionate Barney had really managed to find a
place in Billy Jack's heart that he had thought was potentially closed off
forever in just the short weeks they had known one another.  Making love to
Barney felt just right.

"Oh, Barney, God your ass is tight!" Billy Jack growled as he continued
plowing Barney for all he was worth in the missionary position.

"UH-OhGAWD!  UM!  You sure don't need any - Uh! - FUCKIN' Viagra, do you
baby?!?" Barney moaned and grunted with a big smile on his face.

"Nope! AH-UH! Sure don't - UH! - Barney!" Billy Jack replied with a big
grin, as he continued to pound away at Barney's ass with his hard as steel,
very fat six-inch cut cock.  Jack took Barney's own dripping six and a half
inch uncut prick in his fist then, and began to stroke Barney as he fucked
him.

Being 60 had done nothing to dim either man's libido, and they were fucking
like rabbits now.  The lean, smooth Barney had kept his swimmer's build of
decades before, and the beefy Billy Jack was no longer in as good a shape
as was his cop son, but he was still more solid than fat too, though.

"Uh!  I'm gonna fuckin' cum in you, Barney!" Billy Jack soon grunted.

"Oh!  OhGAWD!!! DO IT BABY!" Barney screamed.

When it was over, they held each other.  This had been more than just sex,
this was the beginning of something neither of them had thought they would
find again at this stage in the game.  Of that they were both sure as they
lay there on that Saturday night before Valentine's Day.

----

Back at Bubba and James' apartment, Bill O'Flannery had been sitting and
talking to the couple for quite awhile on their couch.  One thing had led
to another, and Bubba had revealed to Bill's delight that he and James
enjoyed playing together with other guys.  At that moment the three men
were busily getting each other completely naked.

Once this was accomplished, Bill O'Flannery was soon gasping in delight as
James worked on his nipples while Bubba went down on Bill's rock hard,
throbbing eight-inch uncut cock and licked his big low-hanging sack.

"Aww, yeah, suck my fuckin' cock bro!" Bill groaned.

Before long, Bill was blowing James as Bubba continued to suck Bill.  This
went on for quite awhile, until finally Bill's big cock unloaded so much
cum in Bubba's mouth that it overflowed and ran down Bubba's chin as he
came up gasping off of Bill's meat.  About that same time, Bill was
rewarded with James' own nice load of cum.

"Ya know, I think I'm gonna like my new neighbors!" Bill said with a grin
as they all sat there panting and breathing hard.  Bubba had shot his own
load all over the floor as he had taken Bill's load.

----

The next few days passed by, and soon it was Valentine's night, and Brad
and Jack were making love in their bed after returning home from a nice
dinner in Smithville after work.  They flip fucked that night, first Brad
taking Jack, and then Jack returning the favor.

Brad had his legs up on Jack's broad shoulders as they both groaned in
delight, their second orgasm of the night approaching.

"God I love you!" Brad shouted.

"I love you too - UH! - Bradley!" Jack replied.  He then moaned as his dick
unloaded inside of Brad, and Brad began to ejaculate his own hot load.

Candlelight was glowing and soft music was playing.  "Up for round three?"
Jack soon asked with a naughty grin.

"We'll both be late for work in the morning!" Brad said, grinning back.

"It'll be worth it!" Jack retorted.

The next morning as she and Brad sipped coffee in the gift shop, Miz Vivian
told Brad about her engagement.  He congratulated her heartily.

"You're lookin' awful happy yourself this morning - guess your big fellow
gave you a Valentine's night to remember," Miz Vivian said naughtily.

Brad blushed a little but laughed and nodded in the affirmative.

"So did mine!" Miz Vivian laughed.

"Whoa, TMI!" Brad laughed.  "But seriously, I really am happy for you.
Hank is a great guy, and you make a wonderful couple."

Later that day, Miz Vivian and Hank were alone together in the study.  "So,
what do you think of that idea, darlin'?" She asked with a grin.

"I think it is all a damn great idea, hon," Hank replied, smiling back.
"If you're sure they won't raise hell on you about it."

"Which part?" Miz Vivian replied, laughing youthfully.

TO BE CONTINUED...  As many of you who are on my emailing-list already
know, there are now just two more chapters to go before "THE END" of our
story of Brad & Jack, guys!  Thank you for all your support and emails the
last several months.  Once Chapter 30 comes to a close, that will be it for
this series.  In the future I'll probably do some "one-off" (pun intended!)
stories with other characters, rather than another series.  In the
meantime, I should have Ch. 29 on here sometime around February 22nd, and
Ch. 30 sometime around March 3rd if all goes as planned.  Feel free as
always to email me at bradleyjcarson@gmail.com