Date: Mon, 3 Mar 2003 20:11:12 -0500
From: Stevbarb2002@hotmail.com
Subject: A Day out on the town part 2 (five years later)

Disclaimer: This story contains adult conversation about male/male sex.  If
this content bothers you or you are not allowed to read such content,
please leave now. Please note this story does not contain original
names. This story is a work of fiction, so please do not think that it is
real life, because it is not. Hope you enjoy the story. I would like to
send a special thanks to my friend Sara who helped me write this story,
Thank you Sara. Please note that the names are made up, so any in
similarity it is due to pure coincident.

	Jason and I have now been together over 6 years; we were still
living with Brandon and Sara in our house at the beach. Little Sara was now
five years old, and she was growing up quickly.  It was a shame, that she
did not know her real mom.  Chrissie really did not want a child to begin
with; she wanted Jason to pay for the abortion, as it turned out. We
disowned her, and took her to court. Brandon and Sara legally adopted her,
and Chrissie had no visitation rights.  She was so young when that
happened, that Sara and Brandon stepped in as her parents, and we were
their uncles.  We would tell both of the children the truth later down the
road.  Sara's child was nicked named junior, because he was junior to his
father Brandon.  He was 6 years old now.  They were both growing up so fast
it was amazing.  Little Sara would be starting kindergarten in the fall,
and junior would be starting first grade.  Both of the children loved us so
much, they really looked up to us.  Jason and I were doing very good, he
learned to be able to tell when I was mad, and we did have our arguments,
and they got vicious at times, but the make up sex afterwards made it all
worth the effort.  After all these years, he still turned me on, just by
looking at him, he was fine as hell, he was losing his ripped look due to
gaining some weight, but he told me that it was because I was making him so
happy.  One night, I just looked at him and said well you better increase
your workouts, and he was like oh baby. I told him not to look at me, to
look at the treadmill.  He knew I was just joking with him; Brandon and him
did start running a little longer in the mornings.  We had all made one
nice happy family.  He even still had them cars, he was happy with his,
hardly ever used it, mainly Brandon or Sara used it, when they did not feel
like driving the police truck. Sara's car was getting old, she had a
Tercell, so one day, I was at work she called me and told me that her car
broke down again, and it was on a monthly schedule.  So I sent, a tow
truck, and they brought the car in, she was off that day, so she was at
home.  One of my mechanics was looking at it, and I asked him point blank.
I said man to man, if that were your car what would you do with it.  He
said to me, "boss I would just junk it, it is always in here, it over 12
years old and pushing 200,000 miles." So I called her into the dealership,
and she brought the kids, I told them to go see uncle Jason. I sat her down
and told her that, she could take over the olds, of mine. I was ready to
get a new car; I was tired of big suv's.  I told her, that it would not
cost her a dime, except insurance and maintence as usual.  So we went
outside and I helped her clean out the old car, and she got my old ready,
we transferred the tag from dealer to sunshine state. I told her I would
see her at home that night.  I told Jason what I had done, and that we
would be using his impala till my new one came in.  I went back to my
office, and pulled up the corporate site, to check out my cars.  I searched
for a little while, and then I finally decided on the Chevy Corvette
Convertible 50th anniversary edition.  It only came in one color and that
was red.  I liked the color red, so I ordered it, and was here 4 days
later.  When my car arrived, one of my porters came and got me, to tell me
that it was here, and what I wanted done with it.  I told him that he could
get it ready for me, and detail it, top off the tank, then he could take
the rest of the day off. It was 11 am then, so I figured about 4 hours he
would have it ready.  Sure enough 3.5 hours later, he came in and handed me
the keys.  He knew that Jason was my partner, so I asked him to go tell
Jason that he needed to move his car, because he needed to put a lot car in
its place.  So he did that, when Jason came out to move his car, I was in
the drivers seat on my vet.  I told him that he needed a break, and to hop
in.  We went for a cruise around town I mean around town. We took the
beltway, and drove about 40 miles all together.  I had a blast, when we got
back, everyone had heard about the car, my mom was there watching when we
arrived, and I pulled right in front.  We started making out, and my mom
got on the PA system and told us not to break in the car yet, that we could
do that later.  I was so embarrassed that I turned bright red, and then she
said over the system that I almost matched the car, which was a cherry red
color.  I put the car in gear and parked it.  I was almost to embarrass to
go in the building, but I went right into my office and shut the door.  As
quitting time came around, I got ready to leave, and Doug the boy who did
my car came in, I was shocked to still see him there. He came in asked me
if he could come in late tomorrow.  I said it would be no problem, and I
programmed the company time clock to give him 2 hours paid off time.  I
told him that he did not have to come in till 11 am the next day.  Then I
got ready to leave myself, I told Jason that I would see him at home, and
gave him a kiss good bye.  I went home, and on the way, I pulled off onto a
long secluded road, and drop my speed to a very slow idle.  I let it idle
for about 10 seconds before stomping the gas down to the floor. The car
responded immediately, and immediately took off, shifting through its
gears, I finally chickened out after about 2 minutes I was already up to
115 mph.  I decided not to do that again, the car handled great at that
speed, but it was just too fast.  So I came to a stop and turned the car
around, I looked down at the dash and I noticed the gas meter was down to a
half tank.  So when I got home, Jason was already there.  I knew I had some
explaining to do.  So when went inside, everyone was in the den watching
TV, so I went in there and Jason said, it is about time you come home.  I
said, sorry I was just playing with my new toy, he is like yeah, how fast
did you take it, and I said 115 mph.  That got Brandon's attention he
looked at me, but did not say a word.  Jason then looked at me, and I knew
he was pissed I had promised him after his accident that I would not go out
playing like that. It was very dangerous.  I knew he were about to have a
fight, Jason gets up and walks into the other room motioning for me to
follow.  So I followed, I was ready for my preaching.  He started yelling
at me, that he knew as soon as he saw me in the vet that was going to
happen. I knew he was right, that is why I did not tell him, about the car
until he saw it.  I was not even yelling at him, but he was going on and on
like usual and I got fed up with it.  So I told him that if he were fucking
finished I would now leave, good-bye.  Now I was pissed, and he knew not to
come after me.  He did not expect me to leave.  I got in my car, and fired
it up; it made a roar, which I am sure they heard inside the house.  I
smacked the garage and gate remote, to open them.  I put the car in
reverse, and pressed the gas, my tires screeched on the floor and backed
into the drive to turn around, I then put in drive and laid on the gas
again spinning my tires all the way out of the gates, I again smacked the
remote to shut the door and gates, and I proceeded to the highway, I got on
95, north towards the airport, to pick up 9A, I was headed out towards my
mom's condo.  I used my cell phone to call her; she could hear me clearly,
even though the top was down.  I told her, that I wanted to see her, maybe
go out for a bite to eat.  She said okay, I was just thinking the same.  So
when I got there, I used her guest key, to open the underground garage
parking.  I parked next to her hummer, and got out and set my alarm.  I
rode the elevator up to her room, and knocked twice before using my key to
let myself in.  She was just leaving to meet me at her car.  So I hugged
her and gave her a kiss, and we left.  We rode in her Hummer and I had
forgotten how nice that beast was.  I asked her how she had been doing, and
she just said do not play games with me. You and Jason had a fight, and you
left didn't you. I said yes, I told her I am trying to teach him a
lesson. She just told me to turn off my cell, she put hers on silent.  We
talked about it, some and she said that we could eat, and maybe catch a
movie. I liked that idea, my mom and I. It had been a very long time since
it had just been the two of us, like old times.  So we hung out together,
and when the movie was over it was raining outside, so I went and got her
car for her, I was going to switch but she just let me drive it instead.
It handled real well, for being so big.  I felt like I was floating on the
second story of a building.  When we got back to her condo, she asked if
she could come over to my house the next night, to hang out, she wanted to
see all of her kids, even Brandon and Sara, and of course her
grandchildren.  So I got in my car, and I put the roof up, because it was
still raining.  I put the a/c on low, to keep the windows from fogging.  As
I drove home I could not stop wondering why he was so mad at me.  I did not
get home until 2:30 am, I expected Jason to be asleep.  As pulled into the
garage, I noticed how loud my engine was.  So I shut off the car, and got
out, I shut the gates from the base control, and then I shut the garage
door.  Even though we had police dogs, which stayed outside in the yard, we
still had an alarm. The dogs were trained not to leave the yard, when the
gates were open, unless given the signal.  So when I headed back over to
our bedroom on the first floor I noticed Jason sitting on the couch
starring at me.  Almost scared the living shit out of me, until I saw his
face.  I could tell he had been crying.  So I sat down next to him and I
pulled him into my arms, he said he was sorry for upsetting me, but he was
scared that I would get hurt in that car.  Jason never really did drive as
much, I did most of the driving, but he did do it at times.  So I told him
that he was right, I should not have gone out playing like I did. I got mad
at him for dragging it out so long. Even then I did not stay mad at him for
long. I could tell he was very sad, so I told him that he was forgiven.  I
told him that I loved him more than anything in the world, and gave him a
kiss. I slipped my tongue inside his lips, and he was now kissing me back
frantically.  I stood up and I tugged on his shirt, a signal for him to
follow me, he then stands up and pick me up and I wrap my legs around his
waist.  When we get into our bedroom, he lays me down on the bed and starts
undressing me, I reach up and start undressing him at the same time, when
we are finally both naked, he lays down on top of me, and start biting my
neck, I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him tighter to me, I start
to hump him, grinding my dick against his abdomen.  I am getting hotter and
hotter by the second; I whisper in his ear, that I want to be fucked to no
end. That I needed him so bad.  He then fingers me to loosen me up a
little.  Then he spits in his hand and lubes up his dick.  He then picks me
up in his arms I wrap my legs around his waist, as he is putting me up
against the wall, then like he has an eye on the tip of his dick, he snaps
his hips forward a buries his cock deep inside of me. Now this was a fairly
new position for us, but damn it was good, he had direct access to my
prostate, and was pounding the fuck out of it.  Oh it was so good, I came 2
or 3 times, and was screaming I am sure Brandon and Sara could hear us.
The kids were on the top floor in there own rooms for that very reason.
Even Brandon and Sara were not directly above our room, they were on the
other side of the house.  As Jason exploded inside me, I could feel it
running down and dripping out my ass, now that was a weird feeling.  So he
carried me back to the bed and collapsed on top of me, I could feel him
starting to relax, so I climbed out form underneath him and went to our
bathroom, and got a wash cloth and dampened it with warm water, I cleaned
up the carpet, and him then myself.  Then I crawled in bed and into my
babies' arms, and I fell asleep.

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