Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2004 17:23:04 -0800 (PST)
From: Bill Thomas <hottoppop@yahoo.com>
Subject: Senior Moment, Part 20

He did or we did play "Pony Boy."  Mike was far more
aggressive in his love making than he had been before;
his experience with Carl had changed him.  He was no
longer acting out a boy's fantasies; he was behaving
like a man in need.  He raised himself over my stiff
cock and plunged himself down, taking me totally
inside of himself in one quick move.  I moaned in
ecstasy, he felt so good.  Next he bent and began
kissing me; his tongue pushed into my mouth.  "Gee
Dad, I taste pretty good don't I!"  he said with a
little grin.  I kissed him back none too tenderly and
my hands grasped his butt cheeks.  I began to lift him
up and down.  "No, Dad.  You had your turn being in
charge and now it's mine.  Lie still or I'll let my
weight down on you."  I did as he said.
He watched my face and quickened or slowed his rise
and fall by seeing the expression there.  He was
playing me like a violin I thought.
A well developed body and a superior, creative mind
were tools he used.  As I approached climax, he would
almost stop moving.  Then, if I began to thrust up
into him, he would slow me down.  He was taking me to
the brink and then letting me fall back.  Mike did
this over and over till I could not stand it any
longer.  I clasped my arms around his back and shoved
up hard into him.

"Now, you smart ass, NOW!  You are going to drive me
crazy if we don't do it now." I almost screamed.  Mike
let out a long deep laugh and gave me free reign.  I
think my entire body except for my heels and the back
of my head arched up off the bed and I wanted to put
all of me into Mike's beautiful ass.  I was driven.
Both of us cried out in delight and as he began to
shoot cum all over me, the tightening of his muscles
drove me over the edge.  We hugged; we kissed and he
laid down on top of me and, once again, I fell asleep
still buried deep inside of him.

I'll not bore you with repeated stories of love making
for the next few weeks.  Mike and I settled into a
routine.  We both worked, we talked more and we made
love probably two or three times a day.   For a man of
60, that was no small task.  Sometimes it was quiet,
soft and kind.  At other times it was demanding,
excessive.  We did it when either of us was tired,
sometimes.  Or if one of us was frustrated, in need,
etc.  It was much the same as any with any hetero
couple.

I learned more and more about my boy.  Mike slowly
told me the details of his childhood and all that he
knew about his mother, his father, grandmother and
great great aunt.  That information I reluctantly
passed on to Paul.

 At first, I avoided Mike's classes.  Finally Tran
insisted I attend.  He said I needed the exercise; I
told him I was getting plenty.  He quietly laughed
that aside and told me that that was only one small
muscle group.  Sometime in mid November, I returned to
the gym.  It was clear instantly that Mike's
leadership skills had grown tremendously and, from
watching the faces of the young men there, that he had
almost a cult following.  Tran looked at me and
whispered, 'His command skills are excellent.  Paul
will be pleased."  I shuddered. I then knew that they
wanted my boy for their Marine Corps.  I felt a fear
like I had never experienced.  After classes was when
Mike and I really got into it.  The sight and smells
of sweaty young man flesh turned both of us into
sexual predators; it was fantastic.

Mike went to Cambridge on Monday either with Father
Liam or in the van taking the guys to Boston for
college classes.  Father Liam was a good listener and
Mike was feeling less and less guilty with his
choices. Mike now returned late on Wednesday as that
was his day to work for Dave and Paul.  I asked no
questions about that.   I had spoken to Charlie just
once and that was for just a moment or two.  He called
to say that he would be home the day before
Thanksgiving, that he, Paul, Dave and Sylvia would be
there till the following Sunday and that he expected
Mike and I to join them for dinner at 1:00 pm.  His
officer side was self evident.  He wanted me to call
the Snow girls and invite them as well.  I had had
dinner with both one day when Mike had been in
Cambridge; it was not all that pleasant.  It was made
clear to me that they felt I was to blame for
Charlie's early departure.  They let it be known that
they felt Charlie was in love with me and that I had
refused him.  Without admitting anything, I let them
know that Charlie had never made any sort of an
advance towards me; they seemed shocked.  I did call
and they refused; they would be visiting relatives.  I
was relieved.

The day before Thanksgiving arrived and I helped Tran,
Carlos and Carl get Charlie's place open.  Mike
arrived home at about the same time Paul, Charlie and
that troupe did.  Hugs and crotch pats were exchanged
by the younger men; Charlie end I hugged only and it
felt damn good.  I had missed my best friend.  Paul,
Mike and Big and Little went for a run.  I warned them
all to "behave."  Paul told me quickly that he
outranked me and that he would give the orders.
Charlie just laughed, and that was a good sound.  "let
them have some fun." he said.  I looked at Mike and
then walked over to him.

"Mike, if you want to do more than run, honestly, it's
OK.  I understand."

"I want to, Dad.  I told you what I wanted to do to
Paul.  Are you sure it's OK?  Are you sure? he asked.

""Yeah, I'm sure."  And, I was.  "Charlie and I have
lots to talk about." I gave a suggestive grin back.

"Hell, Bill.  If all you want to do is talk, I'm going
with these guys."  He stood as if to leave.  I think
the look on my face gave me away.  He came to me and
took my arm and quietly spoke,   "It's not alright, is
it Buddy; but it's what you think you should do.  I
think you need to begin to let him go and grow or
you'll loose him."

I led the way out.  We went to the area above the pool
to sit.  "Charlie, I'm going to loose him anyway.
He's out of here after he graduates.  He tole me that
already.  There's nothing for him to do here on the
Cape; I can't ask him to stay."

Alone now and looking out at the ocean, Charlie took
me in his arms.  "It's the way it is when you get
involved with someone much younger.  I'll be here for
you."  Fighting tears, I hugged him back.  "You'll be
fine Bill; you are a survivor, like I am."  Then we
kissed.  It was passionate and I wanted more.  My
hands went to Charlie's ass and I pulled him in hard
against me.  'Being here does not mean I'll be a
substitute, my friend.  When you're ready for me,
we'll both know."  He kissed me and then took my hands
from him and stepped back.   "let's go get a drink and
you can tell me about the public fucking that Mike
gave Carl."  I looked at him, surprised that he had
been told.  "I have my sources.  I may not have been
here, but I know almost everything that's happened."
He laughed.

I told Charlie in detail.  I could see his cock rise
and he took notice of mine doing the same thing.  We
both made adjustments.  It was then that we saw the
quartet come back into the gym.  Charlie pulled me
back from the railing and whispered that we just might
enjoy the show that was about to take place.  Paul
told the others to get naked.  They did just that and
were very quick about it.  Carl and Carlos looked to
Mike making it clear that they considered him to be
the teacher now.  Paul, being quick on the uptake,
bowed to Mike first indicating his willingness to
follow rather than lead.  Charlie exhaled in surprise.
 I grinned.  Mike went to Paul and indicated with his
head that Big and Little were to be a pair.  "You two
will use the locker room," Mike told them.  I want to
be alone with Paul for this.  The younger two looked
disappointed but did as they were told and left.  I
motioned to Charlie that we should leave.

"Billy, you need to see this and I think I do to.  It
will clear some shadows from my memory and my store of
guilt perhaps."

Mike went to Paul and took his head in his hands and
drew Paul's face to his.  "You don't know how much
I've wanted to do this."  Mike said loud enough so
that Charlie and I could hear.

"Not anymore than I.  Do you know how fantastic you
are?  Do you?  I've felt this way about just four men:
 Charlie's son, Charlie, Bill and you.  It's more than
just sex, Mike.  I love all four of you."

"Can you love more than one person?  I'm not sure..."
Mike stopped talking; his eyes were glued to Paul's.

"Yes, you can.  Some people can if there heart is big
enough and they understand the levels of love.  I know
you won't feel the same towards me that you feel
towards Dad.  I appreciate that.  What you have with
him is what I have with Charlie.  I doubt I'll ever be
in love with anyone again the way I loved Charlie's
son."  This time, Paul stopped talking and it was then
that Mike really kissed him for the first time.  What
a magnificent pair of studs they were.  Paul was
tanned and Mike's skin tone was almost the same.  They
were both over 6' tall and both is superb physical
condition, both were truly handsome men and almost
equal in cock length and thickness.

Mike held Paul's head and Paul's hands wrapped around
Mike's body pressing them closer together.  They
almost danced with thrusting and receiving cock
against belly.  Animal sound, moans, grunts, sharp
breath intake, exhalations, sighs, cries of pleasure
all filled the gym.
"I want your ass, big brother. That's what I want."
Mike growled.

"Take it!"  Paul turned quickly and bending nearly
double, he used his hands to spread his cheeks.
Sweaty from running, his crack glistened.
Mike was leaking huge amounts of precum.  Using his
hands around Paul's waist to steady himself, Mike made
one great thrust and his cock was deep into Paul's
body.  "YESSSSS!!!!!!" Paul shouted.  Show me what you
got, Little Brother.  Take my Marine ass."  Mike was
very quick and short with his spear at first but soon
slowed to a rhythm that pleased them both.  Paul met
his every move with his own.  Mike began to pull out
completely and enter Paul's ass ring and going down to
where his pubes brushed Paul's cheeks with each
stroke.  "Hot damn, Boy.  You're getting my nut each
time.  Fuck me harder, Babe, harder.  Ram that
gorgeous cock of yours into me.  That's all Mike
needed to hear.  He reached down and pulled Paul
upright so that his chest was against Paul's back.
Mike's fingers found Paul's nipples and began twisting
and pinching with each thrust.  Paul turned his face
sideways and Mike opened his mouth.  Paul's tongue
rhythm matched Mike's cock rhythm.
Mike left off of one man tit and took Paul's cock in
it.  "No, Mike, work my pecs.  Make me cum with just
your cock.  See if you are man enough..."  Mike rammed
his tongue into Paul's mouth silencing him.  I thought
that the fucking had been intense before but it now
became frenzied.  I looked over at Charlie.  He was
matching Mike's rhythm with his hand on his own cock.
Hell, I thought, why not.  I dropped trow as Charlie
had done and started stroking mine.  Mike and Paul
became a blur.  The next thing I knew, I had Charlie's
massive cock in my hand and he had mine in his.

In what seemed like just seconds I heard Mike scream,
take my load, Major, Sir, take my load up your tight
Marine ass."   Charlie and I turned to look at the
pair below.  Paul's glistening red cock head spurted
rope after rope of thick, white cum.  It bounced in
the air untouched by human hands.  Mike's teeth were
clamped down on Paul's shoulder and we could hear a
muffled scream coming from him as his back arched and
his cock went even deeper into Paul's ass.  With that,
I began cumming in Charlie's hand.  I tried to pull
away from him.

"Let me have it, Billy Boy, give it to me" He
whispered.  I did and he gave me his.  This took
several minutes more it seemed.  It was then that we
looked down to see both Mike and Paul turn towards the
balcony over the pool where we thought we were hidden.
 Looking up, with big boyish grins, they bowed
together towards us.  They did this  just once, and
saying nothing, they headed for the showers.  I dared
not look at Charlie.  Taking my hand in his, he
pressed it first to his lips and then to mine.  Then I
looked at him.  "This is just a prelude, Billy; just a
prelude.  Let's join our boys in the shower."