Date: Sun, 1 Oct 2006 15:07:39 EDT
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: Starting Again chapter 21

Starting Again Chapter 21			        by lennoxbear@aol.com

Tank vigorously shook Joe's hand then yanked him to his chest in a big bear
hug.  He kissed the side of the young man's neck and squeezed him tight.
"Good to meet ya Joe, look forward to working with you and Sam on this
little project of his.  Well, I guess yours, seeing as you're partners and
all."  He grabbed Joe by his shoulders and held him at arm's length.  "Damn
good looking man.  You're both damned lucky."

Sam spluttered, "Tank, gee wow, look there's a..."

"There's a big mass of dark rain clouds coming up over the west hills, so I
suggest we show your buddies around and give them an idea of what they're
in for if they want to help with this little undertaking."  Tank motioned
with is head toward the cabin.

Sam blinked then looked from Tank to Joe.  "Um, okay well then let's give
everyone a tour.  Tank, Ken, since you guys are most familiar with how this
project looks why don't you lead the way."

Tank herded the group over to the main door and started right in with the
tour, and the work and project list.  Sam pushed Joe along and smiled.
"Don't let it scare you.  I think we can get a lot of this knocked out in
90 days."  He watched the men move up the rickety stairs and go inside.
"Header, Andy, could I talk with you?"

Tank's two right-hand men came over and stood obediently in front of Sam.
Header smiled and winked.  "Joe's a fine looking man Sam, makes me feel old
and feeble."

Sam opened his mouth but nothing came out, then leaned back slightly and
tilted his head.  "My Joe's 24, you men have absolutely nothing about which
to be ashamed or feel inferior.  You're both fine looking, lean, athletic
in-shape hot men.  There are an awful lot of men out there, gay and
straight who can't hold a candle to you.  No one can put you two down for
any reason.  Joe's a pup, but I love him and he soaks up everything I teach
him.  He can learn a lot from you two.  Don't, absolutely don't, put
yourself second.  There's plenty of room in my heart for you and I hope
this is the beginning of a long, long relationship.  Now, let's talk about
Tank."

Inside the cabin, the men hung on every word Tank said.  He explained what
he and Sam had discussed as renovations and updates to the cabin.  They
were overwhelmed with what they saw and excited as Tank discussed the plans
to unfold over the next few months.  By the time they finished touring the
second floor and were heading to the basement, they were excited to get
started.  Ideas bounced back and forth freely.  Ken took more notes on
suggestions that he, Sam and Tank missed.

Bear and Tony were the last two down from the second floor as the gaggle
headed to the basement.  Ken waved them along. "So, whadya think?"

Bear shook his head in disbelief.  "Sam really thinks he can have a lot of
this done in 90 days?"

"Oh yeah, Sam's one helluva make it happen guy.  Tank's another one.  I
think you'll be amazed."

Tony leaned back against Bear as the bigger man wrapped his arms around
him.  "It sounds terrific.  I myself am anxious to see what happens and
maybe get fucked in the woods."

Bear nibbles his ear.  "We don't necessarily have to wait 90 days for
that."

Ken giggled.  Well. If you're going to wander off to fuck, you're going to
have to go pretty far away to keep the rest of us from seeing.  Not a lot
of leaves on the trees and bushes yet."

Tony rubbed his ass against Bear's crotch.  "Let's call them shrubs.  Bush
is such a depressing term anymore."

Ken rolled his eyes.  "Okay. But you'll, miss the plans for the second
shower in the basement and a playroom."  All three men hustled down the
stairs to catch up.

Sam, Andy and Header rejoined the men as they got to the basement and then
wandered with them as Cesar took them outside and explained the plans to
restore the outdoor kitchen, rebuild the picnic pavilion and the work that
would need to be done to the driveway before they could get anymore trucks
back to the site.  Especially, with heavy supplies on them.  Sam laughed at
the great ideas his friends threw out.  He stood to the back enjoying the
exchange and watching everyone's reactions.  Tank and Joe were especially
animated.

Sam came around to join Cesar on the creek side of the cabin where a porch
in need of total replacement hung loosely to the side of the building.  "So
guys, you ready to camp out and share this place?"  A big cheer came up
from the randy group as a few raindrops began to fall.

Tank waved his arms to get their attention.  "Now I know you guys had your
hearts set on camping here, and ya don't know me, or Header, Andy and Cesar
from Adam, but we're putting ya up at my place.  I suggest we get out of
here before the rain hits and we get stuck in the mud.  Especially, since
Officer John is driving his shiny new toy.  My place isn't far away and
we'll make sure ya get there safely. Andy, why don't you ride with one of
these guys just in case?"  Andy gave him thumbs up and moved toward John
and Buzz.

John slapped him on the shoulder.  "Thanks, I'm anxious to get out of this
uniform and get into some comfortable clothes."  Andy stumbled a moment.

"Could I help with that?  I mean if Buzz allows."

Buzz giggled, "Hmm, sounds like a bit of an nice lunch distraction."

Tank shook his head as he overheard Andy's comment.  "Oh, and guys, we have
tons of food for lunch and we can come up with ideas for dinner.  Joe, ya
want to ride with me to make room for Andy in John's car?  Sam offered to
take Cesar to his place to get his partner."  Joe nodded and kissed Sam.

The caravan of vehicles made their way out of the long gravel drive just as
rain began to pour.  Andy directed John back to Tank's but not before John
and Buzz insisted they find a place to buy beer and beverages.  Andy tried
to explain Tank would have plenty but John would not take no for answer.

"Either you let me stop for beer or I don't let you help me out of this
uniform."

Andy thought for a minute.  "Okay, there's a road coming up here in about a
half mile, you'll be a making a right..."

Cesar climbed into Sam's big Ford.  "So your buddies seem anxious to start
on this, that's a lot of positive support.  It's a lot of work."

"They're good men.  I have faith in them."

"So what else are you thinking?"

Sam looked confused.  "About this project, well if it doesn't rain too much
this spring..."

"No, Sam, about Tank?"

"Oh that."  *****

Steve had to struggle to keep up with Tank in his big ass beast.  "Lordy
that man can move that truck."

Matt chuckled from the passenger seat.  "Steve, it's all right to not drive
like a little old lady once in a while."

Bear and Tony chimed in.  "Yeah, punch it Margaret!"

Steve sneered.  "Thanks guys."

Tank looked at Joe across the big bench seat from him.  "So what are you
thinking?  Lord where are they going?  Hmm, Andy must be taking them to get
beer.  We have plenty, oh well, thirsty men I guess.  Anyway, Joe, what's
on yer mind?"

Joe looked at the big man and studied the large arms and massive chest.
"It's a little spooky but I'm thinking my mom had an aunt, guess she'd be
like an aunt to me twice removed.  Or however, that stuff works.  Um, her
name, married name was Tankersley and her first name was Eve."

"That'd be me mom."

"I think it floored Sam."

Tank laughed.  "No shit.  Who'da thunk two men would cross paths and find
out they's long lost relatives."

"You think so Tank?"

Tank laughed even louder.  "Look at us man.  You could be my son.  And
right now, I'm having some dirty thoughts about well, ya know."

"So, are your parents alive?"

"No son sorry, they both passed away a few years ago.  Ain't families a
kick?  I don't rightly know what happened between your momma and mine but
their's was a big void."

"My goofy conservative father happened is what happened."

"That's a shame."  Tank glanced at the suddenly sad face.  "You not real
close?"

"Nah, but ya know what?  It's their loss.  I have Sam, a super, super man
in my life and I wouldn't trade him for anything.  And now, I've found a
relative who I am looking forward to getting to know better.  And looking
at you, well, I hope I have the same genetics.  You're fucking huge."

"Well, part of that's because my late partner and I played around with
Uncle Roid."  Joe's face blanked.  "But that ain't been for a long time so
most of this side of beef is genuinely me and a lot of hard time in the
gym.  You look pretty damn good yourself.  There's more ya know?"

"What?  I have other relatives?"

Tank nodded.  "Yeah, that and I'll tell ya at the house."

A few minutes later, the men were unloading at Tank's house and oohing over
the size of the place.  John and Buzz arrived with beer and other drinks.
Tank thanked them and asked Andy to have them put everything in the fridge
downstairs.  Buzz excitedly called everyone downstairs.  Tank followed the
excited crowd to his downstairs world.  Buzz waved his hands. "Look at
this, there's damn near a whole gym, and a huge TV and look at the bar."

Tank blushed.  "Yeah, we liked to do twice a day workouts.  Once at the gym
where you met me Ken, and one here.  That's how we kept our svelte shapes.
He did a most muscular crab pose only to send a button shooting off his
flannel shirt across the room.  "Damn, I lose more buttons that way.  Okay,
everyone, Header would you get Steve, Matt, John, Buzz, Tony and Bear
settled upstairs?  Sam, I assume since Andy and Header are drooling over
Joey that you will be bunking in with them."

Sam slipped his arm around Joe.  "You are in for a real treat."

Tank rubbed Ken's head.  "And son, you best be putting Bill's bag in my
room."

Ken blushed.  "I sorta told him we well might."  Bill snorted.

"Works for me."

Tank waved everyone around.  "All right then, beer can be chilling and
whoever wants to grab a workout can do so while lunch is pulled together.
Make yourself to home men and if you need anything just ask."  The gang
went in various directions.  Tank walked back upstairs with Ken as he
grabbed Bill's bag.  Sam arrived with Cesar and his partner, LJ, and
started in on introductions.  Header, Cesar and LJ began pulling together
things for lunch.  Andy and Sam took Joe's bag to the guest house as Tank
and Joe chatted.  Bill decided to do a quick workout with most of the guys
and left Ken hunting for his workout clothes in Tank's room.

He stripped to his jock as Tank and Joe walked in.  "Oh well, now isn't
that a pretty sight."

Ken blushed.  "He sees me naked in the gym all the time."

"Well, you guys can workout downstairs naked.  It'd be just like old times.
But maybe wear shoes.  I have some things I want to show Joe."

Ken decided to opt for the jock only look for his workout and was about to
exit.  "You mean like family photos?  You two could be father and son."

Tank slowly shook his head.  "We aren't sure what Sam is thinking yet?"

Ken walked back across the huge bedroom to the chest of drawers.  "I'm sure
he'll be thrilled to have a for real family member for Joe, but this may
spook him."  He picked up the picture from the top of the chest and handed
it to Tank.  Joe looked at the photo and gasped.

Tank slowly sighed and ran his hand lovingly over the frame and glass.
"Yeah, that's what I was going to show Joe.  Don't tell Sam yet."

Ken made a zipping motion across his lips. "No, not me."

Joe took the picture in his hand.  "Who is this?"

Tank got a far away look in his eyes.  "That's my first lover.  He was
killed in Vietnam, in the 60's."

"He looks like Sam. It's unreal.  Do you think they're related?"

Tank shrugged.  "I don't have a clue but I think at some point during the
rest of the weekend we need to discuss all this."

Ken walked toward the door to go for his workout.  "You know.  Last night
when you were fucking the bejesus out of me, I heard a voice.  I thought it
was Sam's, say, everything is for a reason."

Tank smiled quietly.  "It wasn't Sam but that's what he said to me just
before he died.  And I believe it.  Joe's here for a reason, and Sam is
too.  We get a chance to start again on lives that have been disrupted for
oh, 40 years."

Ken opened the bedroom door.  "That's awesome.  I won't say anything and
will wait for your cue.  Later.  I'm going to hit the weights."  He headed
toward the basement stairs.  "Okay everyone, naked workout time."  A cheer
rose up from the basement gym.

Joe laughed and wrapped his arms around Tank.  Tanks slowly hugged him back
as tears slid down his face.  "I'm glad Sam and I are here Tank."

"So am I Joe.  Oh, and by the way, it's Joe."

"We have a lot of catching up to do but how do you, we, spring this on
Sam?"

Tank sat on the edge of the bed.  "I'm not sure.  I have to find the right
time and watch for a clue.  Sam doesn't hit me as someone who spooks easily
but I don't want to broadside the man either.  My Sam always accepted that
I had a place in my heart for everyone and wasn't jealous of what came
before.  I think your Sam is the same way.  Man, I'd give anything to have
someone like either Sam back in my life or what there is left of it."

Joe studied the quiet face.  "I'm sure you're going to be around for a long
time to come.  Hey, let's grab a little bit of a workout with the rest of
the crazies and relax before lunch."

"Sounds like a good plan."  Tank stood up and stripped off his flannel
shirt. Joe let out a low whistle.

"Damn.  I hope I look as good as you when I get to be your age."  Tank gave
him the evil eye.  "Oh, not that you're old but there are lots of men half
your age who don't have a chest and arms like that.  We have a friend,
Buzz's dad actually, older like you, damn, he's one hot mother."  Tank
smirked.  "I think I better quit while I am ahead."

"That would be wise."  The two men joined the rest of the near naked men in
the gym and did a quick chest routine.  LJ came down the stairs also
shirtless and shook his head.

"Only a bunch of gay men could turn a few minutes working out into a nude
experience."

"Ain't no one nude here yet." Tank and Cesar grabbed LJ and yanked down his
jeans.  The man was big and thick and although not the most lean, had a
bearish masculinity to him that made Cesar's rod stiffen in his jeans.  The
man had a huge set of fat lowhanging balls that swung from side to side and
a fat uncut dick that had Buzz humping against John's leg.  Tank gave LJ a
big wet kiss.  Cesar hugged him from behind.  LJ's dick began to stiffen.

Header's watch alarm went off.  "OK, lunch should be ready.  We have piles
of ribs and BBQ chicken from yesterday, salad, baked beans, okay, maybe we
should rethink the beans this with this many men, beer, liquor, soft
drinks.  Whatever, you want.  Andy and I will get it out on the table
upstairs.  Come on, eat up."

Tank's booming voice lifted above the loud men.  "And no one showers for
lunch.  We need us some good strong man scent to counter the beans."  Rain
fell steadily outside on a chilly April Saturday.  Inside, a bunch of
muscleheadz in jocks or jeans, chowed down and made themselves right at
home.

Sam walked up behind Tank and wrapped his arms around the big man.  "Thanks
for doing this for my friends Tank. You didn't have to but these are not a
bunch of guys who take kindness for granted.  You're making yourself buncha
lifelong buddies."

Tank turned around and kissed Sam passionately.  "Life is richer the more
friends you have, thanks for sharing Sam.  I know you plan to give Header
and Andy another go round with you and Joey this evening.  But I'd really
like to share my bed with you and Joe sometime."

Sam smiled and squeezed the big man close.  "You can count on that."

The gang sat around the big main floor family room off the kitchen and
stuffed themselves on ribs, chicken and more.  Several beers later some of
them were getting either a bit tired or horny.  Tony and Bear were the
first to diplomatically excuse themselves to go to their room.  A couple
minutes later the sounds of two men rutting could be heard down the hall.

Tank chuckled.  "I haven't had many houseguests since Sam passed.  It's
nice to hear the sounds of two men fucking the snot out of each other.  The
comforting sounds of home."

Steve took a long drink of his beer.  "Well, for sure you don't want to be
in the room next to John and Buzz."

Buzz's face went red and John feigned indignity.  "We aren't that loud."

"Yeah right.  Canadian geese have changed their migration patterns over
Pittsburgh when you two go at it."

Sam muffled a laughed.  "Now boys."

John got up and helped Header and Andy clear some plates into the
dishwasher.  The machine sloshed to life.  "It's not much noise but it'll
help provide cover.  Buzz, I need to show you something in our room."

Steve hooted.  "Get ready for some hot noises buds."  Matt elbowed him as
he struggled not to laugh.

John pushed Buzz out of the room with a firm hand on his ample butt.
"We're going to take a short nap."  Giggles escaped form the room as the
two men practically tore each other's clothes off in the hallway.

Sam tsked a few times.  "Well, Joe.  You want to grab a few more reps
downstairs and maybe get a nap?"

Joe looked confused. "Can we get all four of us in Header and Andy's bed?"

Andy got a slow smile across his face.  "Oh there's plenty of room for, um,
napping."

Cesar and LJ finished cleaning up everything from lunch.  "Hey Tank, we'd
like to do a Mexican dinner for everyone tonight.  Whadyathink, maybe
around eight?"

"Yeah, that should work.  Give everyone a chance to either workout or work
off lunch as they see fit.  What about you guys?  Your usual room is open."
LJ undid his jeans and let them fall to the floor.  Ken was standing behind
him as they fell.

"Ain't anyone shy in this house?"

Tank stretched as his jeans slid lower over the thick pubic bush.  "Nope.
Our motto is to each his own.  If people want to traipse around here in
their birthday suit, they should feel free to do so.  You want to workout,
there's the gym.  You want to soak, there's the hot tub.  Although, the
rain sorta takes some of the joy outta that.  Unless I fire up the one in
the basement.  You want to go to the room and fuck like bunnies, feel free.
We don't judge.  Um, well, there might be some moments of jealousy."

Joe stretched as he got up.  "Sounds like words to live by.

Cesar hugged LJ from behind.  "What say we have a little fun then run to
the store?"  LJ headed for `their' room.

Ken rubbed Bill's leg.  "You want to workout or...?"

Bill got up and tweaked one of Ken's sore nips.  "Workout a little first,
then I feel like I need some man juice.  Tank?"

"I'm just the man for you."

Sam, Joe, Tank, Ken and Bill hit the gym for another hour of working out.
Steve and Matt headed to their room for an afternoon of slow leisurely sex.
Header and Andy finished specking out a project for Tank then joined in the
gym routine.

It was an hour and a half of a slamming upper body workout.  Header and
Andy may not have been able to lift quite the weight of Sam or Tank but
they met the intensity level.  The more Ken and Bill watched Tank pump his
magnificent chest and arms the more Bill's jeans bulged out in front.  The
growth was not lost on Tank who waited his turn between sets by massaging
Bills broad muscular back. Any misgiving Ken had about Tank and him
spending the previous night together evaporated with each set.  Tank and
Bill were obviously interested in each other and quickly becoming friends.

Bill was glad they hadn't chosen a leg routine as he stumbled getting to
the bench for his next set.  The frustration over his legs wasn't lost on
Andy who patted him on the back.

"Never let things slow you down and don't accept for a minute when someone
tries to tell you that you can't do something."

Bill quickly agreed.  "Thanks to Ken and these guys I am slowly climbing
back.  My legs may not be pretty but I don't let anyone's comments get me
down."

"Good, always work to prove them wrong."  Andy nodded toward his leg as he
pulled up his jeans to show Bill his prosthetic leg.  Bill looked a bit
puzzled then looked at the older man's smiling handsome face.  He grabbed
Andy's left hand pulled him to his chest and slipped his other arm around
Andy's neck in support and appreciation.

"Damn.  I never would have known.  Thanks buddy."

Header watched as his brother hugged the beefy black man.  "One thing for
sure, you don't take him on in a foot race.  He's got this other springie
leg thing contraption now and it's like new wind.  He bests me in running
every time."

"You let me win."

"Only cause the loser gets fucked by the winner."

Andy thought about it for a moment.  "Fuck you sleaze bag that never
entered my mind.  I'll have to change my tactic."

Tank rolled his eyes.  "Ain't never gonna be a fair race between the two of
them again.  They both love getting fucked too much."

Header playfully slapped his boss.  "You're giving away our secrets."

Sam smirked.  "Yeah right, I figured that out in like the first three
minutes."

"Andy!  They're calling us cheap and easy."

Andy shrugged.  "I'm too fucking old to change now.  Besides, there's too
much prime beef in this house right now.  My ass is dripping for dick."

Tank sighed.  "Oh gee, thanks for sharing.  Have you no dignity?"

Andy and Header looked at each other and smiled.  "Nope."

Tank grabbed him and rubbed his crew cut.  "Maybe I should send you back to
Pittsburgh with these guys?"

"And who'll you get to work for you old man?"

"Some young eager kids."

"Yeah right.  We been working for you too long.  We love you like a brother
and know just how big a cockhound you are yourself.  You like dicking our
butts as much as getting dicked.  We're an inseparable team."

Joe sat on the edge of the bench.  "Okayyyyyyy, I've lost all concentration
now."

Sam sat on a preach bench and shrugged as one big ball escaped his jock.
"Maybe it's time to get cleaned up and get some rest before dinner."

Header nudged Andy.  "You're wish is our pleasure."  He motioned for Sam
and Joe to follow him through another door.  There was another large room
containing a hot tub, a fairly large sauna unit and a big shower area.
"Tank and Sam had lots of parties where guys liked to play, and workout,
whatever, so having all this down here came in very handy.  We flipped on
the tub a while ago so it should be relatively warm and the sauna looks to
be cooking."

Sam slipped his jock over his hips and let it fall to the floor.  His
semi-hard cock flopped freely as he headed for the shower.  "Think I'll
rinse off before hitting the hot tub."  The three men left a trail of
clothes on the way to the shower.  Andy hopped toward the shower as Joe
stripped.

"Here, lean on me."

"How `bout a piggy-back ride?"  Joe looked at the big hard cock pointing
out at him and smiled.

"Sure, hop on."  Andy threw his arms around Joe's neck and wrapped his legs
around the young man.

"Lower."

"Um, that's a bit harder than you think."

"Feels pretty hard to me."  Groans were heard from the cloud of steam where
Sam and Header were lathering each other.  The four men played in the
shower until Sam and Joe were both erect.  Joe carried Andy back to the hot
tub and helped him get into the bubbling water.

"You know, you don't have to help me.  But feeling your hard body next to
my skin makes it worthwhile."

"Just trying to be helpful."  Andy rolled Joe's pierced nips between his
fingers.

"So am I."  The four men played with each other's cocks and balls until all
four were throbbing for release.  Andy and Header knew just what they liked
to do to serve men like Sam and Joe, from nipples to knuckles.  "How about
a little sauna time?"

Header led the way.  He flopped onto his back the moment he entered with
Andy following using Joe as a support.  He got into a 69 position with his
brother and licked the man's fat nuts.

Header reached up for Joe.  "Okay, we got ya this far, sinking those big
dicks in our hot butts, well, you can figure it out."

Joe licked at Sam's neck.  "Mm-mm sweaty Daddy, yum. They know what they
like don't they?"

Sam grinned.  "Oh yeah.  I'm sure they will keep us quite busy tonight."

Andy looked up from sucking his brother's balls as Header struggled with
the horse cock below him that filled his throat.  "Please Sirs, we're here
for you.  Please fuck us."

Joe paused and looked around.  "Not exactly a place for lube."

"No sir, our sweat and ass juice has us ready.  No lube needed."

Sam fingered Header's butt.  "I'll be damned.  Self-lubricating. Those lube
companies don't make any money off of you."  Joe slid two fingers deep into
Andy and tilted his head in disbelief.  "Self-lubricating, sooooo
convenient."

"Yes sir, we're lucky that way so just st...oh fuck me.
Ohmanfuckteay. Damn Joe that feels good.  Harder sir, please."

Sam and Joe slammed at the brother's slick butts for several minutes then
pulled them apart.  The pushed each brother back on a hot wooden bench and
sunk their hard pricks back into the hungry holes.

Header worked Sam's big sore nips as Sam increased the tempo.  His eyes
were closed and his head tilted back. He sighed over and over to Plow me.
Sam watched as Joe worked Andy's ass into total submission.  The lean
athletic man was reduced to a rag doll under Joe's cock spell.  They
synchronized their fucking until both men were writhing and arching their
backs for relief.  Sam nodded and Joe caught the signal. Both men unloaded
deep into their partner.  They leaned forward to kiss the brother under
them.  The two men shot simultaneously.  As all four men's bodies
relaxed. Sam cradled Header in his arms and carried him from the sauna.
Joe followed with Andy.  Their bodies slid against each other slick with
sweat and cum.

Sam carefully started the showers as Header hung onto him.  The two men
slowly felt their fuckers' cock slide from their butts as hot steamy water
cascaded over them.  They relaxed under the soothing spray until their
hearts quit pounding and all was once again normal.  Tank glanced out the
window from his bedroom. He saw the four naked men dash across the back
courtyard to the cottage

He smiled to himself as Ken and Bill switched places.  A voice in his head
made him smile.  `Damn fucker.  You lucked out on this job. They're going
to pay you to do the work you love and fuck your ass.'  Tank moaned loud
and long.

He had thrown his arms over Ken and Bill after the workout and walked them
back to his bedroom.  As Ken and Bill stripped, he adjusted the steam
shower to a `melt' setting and pulled them in after him.  The two shorter
men went for the big man's obscenely large nipples.  He held their heads to
his chest as their hands explored his large muscular frame.  Bill was about
to step from the shower and reach for a towel when Tank stopped him.

"No not yet.  It's been a long time since I've had two men to take to bed.
I plan on getting royally fucked by both of you but tradition has to be
met, a tradition of my late lover.  He handed them razors and stood with
his arms outstretched.  "Everything goes."

Ken looked at the massive furry chest and thick pubic bush.  "Everything?"

"Well, not the goatee or eyebrows.  Everything else, zip."  Bill's cock
pulsed with excitement.  "Control that monster sir.  It goes up my ass
after you shave me."  It took awhile to get the man's 6'5" frame clean.
The more they shaved, the hotter their cocks throbbed, the more they wanted
to fuck him.  Tanks stood before them in the shower, completely free of
body hair.  The big cock and balls looked bigger yet.  Ken and Bill licked
their lips at their handy work then smiled at each other.  A few more
minutes and their cocks and balls were shaved clean.  They toweled dry and
ran like kids to the bed.

Tank sprawled diagonally across the bed and cupped his pecs.  "Boys, these
tits need more attention."  Ken and Bill attacked the red nipples with
lust.  The more they sucked, the more Tank groaned.  As they sucked, the
big man reached around until he had a long finger up each man's ass.  He
abruptly pulled his fingers free causing each man to whine.  "Hey, who's
playing the bottom bitch here?  You ready Bill?"

Tank doubled his legs back until Ken could hold them under his arms.  That
put him in perfect position for his cock to slide easily down Tank's
throat.  Bill placed his fat black cock head against Tank's ass and pushed
forward.  He sank to the hilt in one stroke as Tank let out a muffled cock
filled scream.  Bill looked at the surprise in his lover's eyes, he dropped
his head and began an all out earnest ass assault on the older muscleman.
He fucked relentlessly for nearly thirty minutes but when he tried to pull
out, Tank clamped his ass around the horse cock.  He dropped Ken's cock
from his lips and moaned.  "You ain't going nowheres until I have me an
assful of hot cum."  Bill chuckled and slammed harder.  "Yeah baby, slam it
home.  Kenny? Your dick please."  The harder Tank sucked on the blond cock,
the harder the black cock slammed his hole.  The two men hit peak and
filled their host from either end.  Tank whimpered in pleasure.

The three men collapsed in a sweaty panting heap as Tank nursed every drop
of cum from the dick in his mouth and the surreal dick in his ass.  His
cock was still hard 20 minutes later.  Bill slowly stroked the big prick.

"You know, it won't be totally balanced until you fuck me with this, this,
gees, it's big.  You fucked Ken last night.  So I think it is only fair I
get my turn."

Tank laughed loud and long.  "You do do you?"  He surprised Bill by
bouncing up and flipping the man onto his back.  Before Bill could stop
laughing, Tank was sliding a lubed finger, then two up the firm ass.
Bill's eyes rolled back in his head and the big cock slipped in.  Ken
relaxed next to them on the bed.  "What you doing son?  Get yourself in
place and fuck my ass.  There's plenty of room up there for another hot
load."  Ken saluted him, stood behind the hard muscular but and slid his
cock home.  Tank pinned Bill's thick arms out to his side and attacked the
large succulent brown nipples.  Ken watches his lover get manhandled.  He
soon realized he was matching each of Tanks thrusts.  Tank's ass clamped on
his dick as the big man unloaded deep into Bill.  The ass clamp sent Ken
over the wall as another thick load shot out and joined Bill's deep in
Tank's gut.

The three men lay in another heap as the sounds of a squeaky bed overhead
made them giggle.  Ken blushed. `'Whose room is that?"

"That's the room Cesar and LJ always stay in when they stay over."  Bill
and Ken both shot him a questioning look.  Tank listened intently.  "From
the sound of it, I'd say it's Cesar fucking the snot outta LJ this time."

Bill moaned.  "Oh yeah, that was one big beefy come fuck me white man ass."

Ken sucked in his breath and laughed.  "Are we getting racist?"

Bill pinched his nipples.  "You got room to talk blond cunt.  Like we don't
fuck each other silly.  You like my black ass and cock."  Ken innocently
shrugged.  Bill rested with his arms folded behind his head.  "You know,
I've never been with an Asian or Hispanic man."

Tank licked his nipples.  "Well, Cesar and LJ don't play around a lot but
give them time and you might get a chance with Cesar.  But sorry, I sadly
don't know any Asian men."

Ken flopped across his playmates.  "We'll just have to keep our eyes open
and cocks on alert."  He ran his hands over Tank and Bill's cocks and
balls.  "Ya know, I like this shaved look."

Tank kissed his neck.  "Yeah, Sam kept me shaved.  It was hot.  What say we
shower and get us a short nap?"  They got up off the bed and stretched and
hugged.  Bill went to get his kit from his bag and stopped to look at the
pictures on the chest.

He slowly turned around.  "Has Sam seen this?"  Tank shook his head no.  "I
can't believe the resemblance."  He carefully put the picture back in place
and turned to Tank.  "You know we're just starting this project with Sam
and Joe.  So, we'll have plenty of opportunity to be here again and
hopefully play again.  But.  I uh. I think Ken and me should let you have a
night with Sam and Joe."

Tank sighed.  "I'm not sure I can handle that.  We'll see.  Besides, after
Header and Andy get finished with them they may be reduced to babbling
fools."

True, but not likely.  Sam and Joe had each taken turns fucking the other
brother when they got back to the cottage.  The two men were closer to
Sam's age but were in phenomenal shape and eager to serve their two new
friends.  The four of them were locked in a deep nap when Steve called on
Sam's cell.

"Hey sleezebags.  We're going to gather in the family room for drinks and
to heckle Cesar and LJ while they make dinner.  Get your acts together and
join us.  Or are you physically drained? Or still...."

"Our batteries are recharging.  We'll be over in a few minutes."  The four
men got dressed and headed back to the main house. A light drizzle was
still falling but was not enough to dampen their mood.  Matt had built a
roaring fire and the guys were relaxing on the large overstuffed sofas and
chairs.  Bear and Tony were helping Cesar and LJ. Ken and Bill were setting
up a serving line on the opposite side of the kitchen as John and Buzz
played bartenders.

Header and Andy looked lost without something to do. They settled for
flopping into a large chair with Joe.  Sam surveyed the busy crowd and
asked where Tank was.  Ken motioned toward the bedroom.  "He had a call and
still hadn't had a chance to dress."  Sam walked into the bedroom as Tank
finished up a business call.  The big man was still naked and now without
any body hair.

"That's what it is to work for yourself, gotta take poorly timed calls some
times."  Sam looked at the big clean-shaven man.  "You like?"  He moved
through a few bodybuilder poses to show off his smooth look.

"Very hot."  He walked over to Tank and ran his hand over the smooth chest
and down toward the man's tackle.  Tank stuck out this gut.

"I'm carryin' Ken'n'Bill's bayabees but you're welcome to add anothah."
Sam closed his eyes and laughed.  Tank bust out laughing.  "I'm nothing if
not off-the-wall."

"You're too much."  He tweaked the big man's nipples as their arms closed
around each other's tight bodies.  Sam felt the heat of the big man's body
and moaned.  He looked behind him and stopped.  As he broke the hug, Tank
knew what was about to happen.

Sam picked up the picture from the chest of drawers and ran his hand over
the glass.  He turned to look at Tank but no words came out of his mouth.

Tank quietly nodded.  "That's my first true love.  Killed in Nam.  That's
why I'm thinking we're destined to become good friends Sam."

"It could be me 20 years ago.  Ohmygosh."  Sam's face clouded.

"What's wrong?"

Sam slowly shook his head.  "Not a thing.  I get the sense that there are
two men, who love you very much watching over you.  I can definitely feel
it in this room.  I felt like someone was looking out for Header and Andy
last night when I was well, quite literally fucking them into next
Tuesday."  He put the picture back, reached down and lovingly cupped Tank's
growing cock and balls in his right hand.  "First we find out that you and
Joe are related, and now this."  Their eyes met for a long time.

Tank looked at Sam a bit warily.  "You're holding my stuff just the way he
did."  He swallowed hard.  "The way both of them did."  Their lips lightly
pressed together.

"I think we need to get back to the other guys.  I can't thank you enough
for this. You took me and Ken in and now a bunch of our friends.  You
didn't have to do that."

"No sir I didn't but the minute I saw you, I knew.  Yes sir, we do need to
get back to the other guys."  Tank quickly pulled on jeans, boots and a
long sleeve knit shirt.  Ken and Bill smiled as he entered the room.  They
knew from the looks on their faces that Sam had seen the picture.  Sam had
his arm lightly around Tank's waist.  He looked at Ken and shook his head
no.  There would be time for mysteries later.

Cesar may have been Mexican but LJ was the master in the kitchen.  Cesar
did much of the prep but LJ was the chef.  A chef in an apron and no pants.
It took a round of drinks before anyone figured it out.  Tank mixed a vat
of margaritas and laughed. "Hell, for this man, this is fully clothed.  LJ
wiggled his butt at Tank.

"Looking for someplace to stick your big burrito?"

Tank shot him a frown. "Now let's be nice in front of our guests.  Besides,
my burrito is spoken for later."

Steve sipped the margarita Tank handed to him.
"Thanks. Ohwow...(hack)...wheeze, tasty, not..(wheeze)...too much...salt.
Smooth."

Tank slapped him on the back.  "The second one always goes down easier."

Steve's eyes got wide.  "If the first one doesn't kill ya.  Yum."  He took
another sip.  "Ahhhh, better.  So what does the LJ stand for?"

"It's my name."

"Yeah, what does LJ stand for?"

"My name. LJ."

"Initials for what?"

The man shrugged.  "Nothing.  My real name is LJ, just letters."

Steve looked confused.  "Reallllllllllllly?  Am I drunk?"

Matt sighed.  "Oh well.  No, not on one sip.  So your parents just gave you
initials, after your grandfathers?"

LJ waved a spatula at him.  "Very good. The man gets an extra shot of
tequila."

"NO, that's okay.  I'll just suck in fumes from Steve's breath."

Tank smiled, obviously happy with himself.  If a man couldn't get new
friends drunk in his own home, then what good was it?  The guys razzed LJ
while he cooked chicken and beef fajitas.  A few minutes later he too a
long slug from his margarita.  "Ohhhhh doggies, prime killer drinks Tank.
You forget the mixer and juice, dayammm."  He took a step toward the
counter.  "Okay all you hunky humpy men.  We have Mexican salad and the
dressing has a bit of a bite, um, corn and black bean stuff thing-a-ma-bob
here, chicken and or beef fajitas, and if you want a burrito, I have a
spicy ground beef mixture for that.  Dessert is me."  He did a front double
biceps pose to show off his thick arms.

Cesar scratched his head and rubbed his eyes.  "How much you had to drink?
Dessert my ass."

"No mine."  LJ fell against Tank in hysterics at his own joke.

Tank held him and dry humped the beefy butt.  "Okay, slap happy gourmet.
You're getting silly.  But frankly guys, that's when he's into getting
fucked the most.  Otherwise, he just wants to be a top."

"I'm taking numbers.  And to be honest we have chocolate chili ice cream
from a restaurant in town.  Really good stuff but you have to clean your
plate."  The men lined up to serve themselves and chowed down on the
excellently prepared food.  They chatted about Sam's plans for the cabin
and camp ground and were amazed at how much he planned on getting done
around the place.  Header and Andy were glad to have whatever help they
could get.  Cesar and LJ were still working on a grounds plan that would
have to be fit in between numerous the projects they already had on the
books.

Tank shrugged.  "We're looking at a busy season and that's good.  But we
give priority to um customers like Sam here."

LJ glanced around.  "Um, Tank ol' buddy.  Sam's face is up here.  But I
gotta admit that is one lip-smacking basket.  And looky the smile on Joe's
face.  That boy's got himself a permanent grin."

Tank slapped LJ's still bare ass.  "I wasn't judging Sam by his crotch
alone.  Hey speaking of smiles, where's Harley?"

John mumbled with a fajita stuffed mouth? "Who's Harley?  I didn't hear a
bike."

"No, Harley is our latest fledgling, you guys, just joined the troops.  I
called and invited him to dinner.  He's got a lot of construction talent, a
real natural but very young.  And just out of the closet.  So we been
bringing him along a little at a time."

Andy snorted.  "More like an inch at a time."

Tank threw a napkin at him.  "I ain't fucked him buttface.  He works hard
but we have to be careful how much we horse around around him.  He spooks
easily."

John stopped eating again.  "Maybe the idea of being in the middle of this
many horny gay men scared him."

Tank shook his head.  "Nah, I didn't tell him about all of you.  That
woulda scared him fer sure."  He punched a number into his cell phone.
"Where you at son?  Oh, okay, sorry, but you're missing one of LJ's special
dinners.  Hurry it up buddy."  Tank walked to the front door.  "He just
pulled into the driveway.  Had an errand to run for his mother first.  Such
a good boy."  The men couldn't see the front door from where they were but
could hear Tank asking for his jacket and an exchange of a few words.  A
young 20-something man with medium brown hair, and a nicely defined
athletic body walked into the kitchen area and froze."

"Harley, come on in son.  Meet some of our new friends.  They don't bite,
but then, they've only had a couple of my special margaritas."  Tank
introduced every one.  The men stood up to shake hands with the somewhat
shy man.

"Wow, I feel like I'm at some bodybuilding competition.  Ain't seen this
much muscle since the Arnold."

Buzz perked right up.  "We were at the Arnold too.  Was that you in the
crowd?"  Matt rolled his eyes.  "Hey, you don't know he might have been
near us in the 60,000 people."

Harley walked over to Steve.  "I do remember you.  You had on black jeans
and boots and a muscle shirt with the sleeves cut short.  You have this
really nice long lean muscle look that I like.  OH."

Steve thanked him.  "What's wrong?"

"I'm assuming you're gay and I don't know you."

Tank squeezed the man's thick trap.  "You made a safe assumption.  It's
like a gay convergence of the stars here."  He hustled Harley a drink and
the shy man stood to one side with his drink and food.  Despite all the
dishing back and forth and openly sexual remarks, he was still looking like
he felt out of place.  Matt made the move to go to him and make him feel
comfortable.  Steve soon joined them and it was obvious from the way his
eyes lit up that he was in deep lust over Steve and Matt.  His eyes and the
long outline of a hard cock snaking its way down his jeans gave away his
feelings.

The men settled in for a night of good food, great dessert, and friendly
camaraderie.  Tony and Bear were the first to head to their room with Cesar
and LJ joining them.  Harley had found a group of new friends in Steve,
Matt, John and Buzz.  He hesitated when they asked him to stay overnight,
looking at Tank for assurance.  Tank quietly nodded and watched as the five
men headed off together.  Andy threw another log on the fire and got
comfortable between Joe and Header.  The three men sat on the floor wrapped
among the legs of Sam and Tank.  Ken and Bill languished in a large
overstuffed chair.  Bill nudged behind Ken's ear.

Ken looked at the men sitting in front of the fireplace.  "This seems to be
a sign of what you can expect at your cabin Sam.  Good friends kicking back
and relaxing."

Bill stretched.  "And sneaking off to have sex."

Sam giggled.  "That's polite."

Ken got up and took Bill's hand.  We offered to let Tank have a night with
you and Joe so we're heading up to one of the other bedrooms.  Good night
guys."

Joe smiled and snuggled in among Header's arms.  "That was nice of them.
Actually, Sam, I'm going back to spend the night with Andy and Header.  I
think you need to have a night with Tank.  Just the two of you."

"Joe, I."

"No Sam.  I love you more than anything and I know you love me.  I think
there's a reason this all came to pass, so I think you and Tank deserve
some time."

Header squeezed Sam's knee.  "We'll take good care of him Sam."

Sam laughed.  "Oh I think it's you two who need to be worried."

"We'll take our chances.  Good night guys."  Header stood up, extended his
hands to Joe and Andy and pulled the two men to their feet.  They headed
out the back door to the cottage.

Sam and Tank heard Andy as they walked away. "It finally quit raining.
Wow, look at the stars."

Sam leaned in against Tank.  "Well, it's just us.  Some friends we have.
Them plotting for the two of us to be alone."

"Yeah some friends.  Lucky us."

"Tell me about him."

"Not much to tell after all these years.  Your walking into my life was
like a wave of cold water.  At first my heart ached from the loneliness of
the two men who meant the world to me both being gone.  Let me show you."
Tank checked the screen on the fireplace, turned off some lights and took
Sam's hand.  In the bedroom, he took out a small box from a dresser drawer.
Inside were photos and medals.  "This is pretty much it."

Sam quietly looked through the remnants of a love 40 years ago.  "Funny, in
all this time, we aren't any farther along for two men, or women in the
military to openly love each other.  Guys losing loved ones in Iraq, like
Ken did, are facing the same emptiness that you did.  The 60's seem like
ancient times."

"For some of us they are."

"Ahhhh, don't go telling me you're an old man.  Men half your age would
give anything to look like you and be built like that.  And have the heart,
the gentle heart that you have."

"Thank you Sam."  Tank quietly pulled Sam to him in a tight embrace.  Sam
felt a couple of quick sobs pass through the big man's body.  Sam closed
his eyes as their lips met.  A sea of emotion seemed to flood from Tank as
they held the kiss.  Sam heard a voice somewhere in the back of his mind
say thank you.

Tank carefully undressed Sam.  His warm hands lightly studied every muscle.
Sam watched as the big man stepped from his clothes and led them to the
bed.  Tank lay on his back and opened his arms.  Sam placed his hand behind
Tank's head and held him in long hard kiss.  Both men felt a warm rush over
their bodies as another kiss unleashed a flood of emotion.  They wrestled
back and forth biting, licking and tasting ever body part.  Sam felt out of
control as an animal's need to control Tank overcame him.  A control Tank
needed and welcomed.  The first time Sam thrust his cock into Tank the big
man lay on his stomach pushing his ass up to meet him.  He pounded the
beefy butt while working the enlarged nips with his fingers.  Tank moaned
and begged for more.  Somewhere Sam found more.  At one point Tank begged
him to stop so he wouldn't shoot.  Sam pulled back and stared at his cock.
He couldn't remember ever having his cock feel so hard and look so big.
Tank rolled onto his back and lifted his legs.  Sam pushed back in and
wrapped his arms around the sweaty man.

Tank held him in a deep kiss as the big cock throttled his trigger.  Waves
of cum exploded from his cock between them adding slickness to their
bodies.  Sam pushed him to three more loads as he matched copious amounts
deep in the man's hot ass.  It was nearly two in the morning when the two
men stopped rutting and fell asleep in each other's arms.

The bed's moving caused Sam to slowly wake up.  He looked up to find Joe
sliding into bed next to him.

"Hey buddy.  Header and Andy sent me to join you two."

"What time is it?"

"Six."  Sam pulled him between him and Tank.  Tank woke up, slowly smiled
and kissed Joe."

"Hey cuz, welcome to my bed.  Thank you for sharing this wonderful man with
me."

Joe tweaked a nip of each man.  "Yeah, he is pretty special."  Tank looked
up at Sam who smiled and nodded.  "This room reeks of sex.  What did you
two do?"

"Let us demonstrate."  Tank held his chin and slipped his tongue deep into
Joe's mouth as Sam fondled the naked kid.  Joe's hand went to stroke Sam's
cock and stopped.  He looked down at the swollen organ.  Tank's slipped his
into Joe's other hand.  "Sam, may I?"

"I'm sure it will be Joe's pleasure."  Tank slid on top of the young man
and raised his legs.  Joe was dripping from the loads Header and Andy had
emptied into him and welcomed Tank's horse cock easily.  Joe moaned as Sam
went to work on the man's nipples.

"Joe's a bit of a titplay whore."

Tank chuckled.  "Takes one to know one."  He slowly fucked Joe until the
man was writhing.  Tank flipped back onto his back taking Joe with him.
"You think he can handle it?"

Sam thought about it a minute.  "He'll tell us if he can't."  Sam straddled
Joe's back and placed his cockhead next to Tank's cock in the stretched
hole.  He slowly pushed in until Joe's body began to tremble.  "You want me
to stop?"  Joe could only whisper no.  The second cock found it's way
slowly in until Joe could straddle both of them and fuck himself on the
conjoined tools.  His breathing became short and fast as he fucked himself.
Every muscle in his body stood out in tight relief.  Sam took his hand.
"Tell us when Joey."

Joe nodded as his cock shot cum straight up only to splatter back down on
Tank's smooth chest.  The two cocks buried in his ass exploded two more
loads deep in the fucked out butt.  He sat tight against the fleshy pole as
his breathing and heart rate returned to normal. The three men collapsed
back onto the bed in a wave of kisses.  Joe woke up at 7:30 alone in the
big bed.  His ass tingled from the multiple fuckings and loads of manjuice.
He stood up and held onto the bed to get his bearings.  The smell of fresh
coffee filled the house.

Tank and Sam were freshly showered and working in the kitchen. Naked.  Joe
looked at the heavily muscled men who happily worked around each other.
Sam smiled and walked over to hug and kiss him.  Sun was streaming through
the windows on a crisp clear cool morning.  "How you feel sleepy head?"

Joe sighed.  "Like my ass was the first bore for the big dig in Boston.
Did you both really get your cocks into me?  No don't answer that.  If you
didn't, I want to keep that fantasy anyway."

Tank came over to kiss him.  "Well, we did buddy so I hope you're okay.
Everything you need is in the bathroom along with some cream to help what
has to be a sore hole. After what Sam did to me last night, I needed it.
Go, get cleaned up.  Clothing optional this morning."  Joe raised his
eyebrows wondering if the other guys would appear in the nude. He padded
back into the bed room and stepped into a hot steamy shower.  Whatever cum
remained in his ass seemed to have been absorbed by his body as he let the
hot spray work out the knots in his muscles.  Sam walked in with a big mug
of coffee.

"Hey sweetie, brought you something to help you wake up.  How do you feel?"

Joe stuck his head out of the cloud of steam and admired his lover's lean
hard chiseled body.  "I feel really good.  And where did that come from?"

"What?"

"That dick.  It's bigger than ever.  You taking supplements behind my
back?"

Sam looked down at the big still swollen tube of flesh.  "You know, last
night was weird.  I felt like my cock was swelling bigger than ever.  I
don't know if the whole thing with Tank inspired me or not."

"Oh so you're saying I don't?"  Joe chuckled as he lathered up his body a
second time.

"On the contrary.  I can't wait to get home and get you naked in our own
bed.  There's a robe there if you decide to not go free.  I'm going to go
help Tank."

Joe walked back into the kitchen.  Sam and Tank smiled and raised their
coffee cups as they saw the naked young man.  Fresh hot cinnamon rolls were
baking in the oven.  Two large pots of coffee stood on the counter.
Everything was ready to do a mass of scrambled eggs and bacon.  Joe peeled
a banana from a bowl of fruit.

"Don't spoil your appetite.  I also have baked oatmeal coming out soon."
Tank fondled Joe's tackle.  "Damn Sam, he's beautiful."  Sam only smiled.

Header and Andy walked in the back door, took one look at the three naked
men and chucked their clothes.  Kisses were exchanged all around.  The two
older men looked at Joe and smiled.  No one had to tell them what had
transpired.

Steve, Matt, John, Buzz and Harley appeared next.  They surveyed the five
naked men, shrugged, and stripped.  Harley, while hesitant, wasted no time
in getting naked and hugging Tank.  Tank draped his big arms over his right
hand men sitting at the counter.

"Damn, guys, we're going to have a real difficult time working with these
men fully clothed."

Header licked his lips as he checked out the naked gaggle of men.  "Well,
maybe the weather will warm up enough for us to work in the nude."

Andy sipped his coffee.  "Or maybe the first thing we fix is the furnace to
make sure we can keep the cabin really hot."

Ken and Bill wandered in without clothes.  "Some how we knew this was going
to be a bareskin kinda morning.  Harley took one look at the big black cock
swinging between Bill's legs and gasped.  Ken giggled and squeezed the
young man's shoulder.

"I just spent a night with four of the hottest best built men I have ever
met and this is like being in a candy shop."

Tank started another pot of coffee.  He looked at Ken and back at Harley.
"You got nothing to worry about bud, you're hangin' a pretty big cum spout
yourself. Wow, you and Ken could pass for brothers, you're built almost
identically.  Okay, Bill, next trip out here, you and I get the night with
Ken and Harley."  Bill chuckled as Harley blushed.

Cesar, LJ, Tony and Bear wandered in carrying piles of sheets and towels.
LJ took one look at the naked men and lit up.  "All right, my kind if
morning, bare butts and bacon."

Cesar feigned disgust.  "I can't take him anywhere.  Tank we stripped
everything based on the noise we heard last night, um, seemed like it was a
necessity.

Tank raised his coffee cup.  "To a night well spent with friends."
Everyone cheered.  The timer went off on the oven.  "Oh, oh, get your balls
over here guys.  We got us some fresh hot sticky buns."  He stopped. "I
ain't going to even acknowledge I said that.  And my famous baked oatmeal.
So this is the appetizer while Sam and I rustle up some scrambled eggs and
bacon.  Header and Andy helped serve the line of bare butts and stiffening
dicks.

The gang plotted out a time line for the work on the cabin for the group to
return and help Tank's team.  It would be two weeks before anyone could get
back up to help but they all were going to try to swing a couple extra days
to make it a long weekend.

Buzz ate a sticky bun with one hand and stroked John's meat with the other.
John just looked back and forth at Buzz, at his growing dick and at the men
in the room who were beginning to giggle.  "Well, Sam you know my Dad and
brother are going to want to come up to help."

Tank looked up from his second pan of eggs.  "Dad and brother?"

Joe gave a thumb's up.  "Yeah, Buzz's dad is a lot like you, big and hot
but straight.  He's super hanging out with us and as much as we tease him,
he gives it back pretty good.  And Buzz's younger brother is a senior in
high school and just came out to us."

Buzz smiled.  "We're the youngest of my Dad's brood of seven boys, five
straight and two cockhounds.  Tim got my Dad's dick."

Andy snorted coffee.  "I ain't touching that."

Buzz had John straight and hard by that point.  John set down his coffee
cup and stared at Buzz.  "Ahem.  Dude, are you aware of what you're doing
there?"

Buzz looked down at the big hard prick, drizzled some maple syrup from the
oatmeal on it, dropped to his knees and began licking away.  The men lost
it.

LJ drained another batch of bacon Sam had finished frying.  "Tank, just
remember if you buy sausage links for this group, they better be the giant
size.

John pulled Buzz to his feet.  "Just wait until we get home young man."
Buzz only grinned.

Sam muffled a laugh. "Tank, if you have the guys gut the kitchen area, I'm
sure we can get Bruce and Steve to bring up the cabinets from their source.
Steve and Ken can work on that.  My brother and nephew will probably want
to come along and they can help pull down old drywall and install new."

Matt flexed his beefy butt against Steve's cock.  "I think Ron and Scott
were hoping to come along next time too."

Harley, who had been hovering and helping next to Tank, turned a big batch
of home fries.  "Holy crap, how many of you are there?  We're going to have
to get some of that cabin done so people can stay there."

Tank pursed his lips.  "Nah, we got plenty of room here.  People can always
double up."  A silence hit the room then a cheer of agreement.  Tank let
out a huge laugh.  "Well, Sam, sounds like we got us a plan and a big
team."

"Yeah, we can time it to help your guys and still leave you time to do some
other jobs."

Tank tilted his head and nodded in agreement.  "Preciate it."

The effect of breakfast on some of the men slowed them down despite huge
quantities of coffee.  Cesar, LJ, Header and Andy were used to Tank's
gatherings and soon had the mess cleaned up.  Steve, Matt, Ken and Bill
were the first group to bid a hug-filled farewell and head back to the
`burgh.  Tony and Bear were next with John and Buzz.  No one was
particularly happy about having to put on clothes to drive back but it was
better than being pulled over for driving in the nude.  Cesar and LJ said
their goodbyes as they left to visit Cesar's family.  Header and Andy went
off to take care of the piles of laundry.

Sam and Joe sat at the counter and chatted like old friends with Tank and
Harley. Harley went off with Joe to load their bags into Sam's truck.  Tank
pulled Sam to him and held him tightly. "I can't tell you what last night
meant to me.  You and Joe are special people, I'm glad our lives have
crossed.  I feel like I've found new family and can start again to rebuild
my life and move forward."

"You're pretty damned all right yourself old man."  Sam rubbed the big nips
through the flannel shirt.  "We have a lot to figure out ahead of us.  But
I think it will all be good."  The two big men kissed passionately.  "So
what are you going to do about Harley?"

"Why? What do you mean?"  Tank sincerely looked confused.

Sam chuckled.  "Tank, he is head over heels in love with you.  He follows
you around like a puppy."

"Really?  You think so.  I admit I'm sorta fond of him but didn't want to
do anything, shit, I'm old enough to be his father."

"That doesn't mean anything.  There's over 20 years difference between Joe
and me.  Gus who have become our friends from Illinois have 20 years
between them.  Don't let age stop you from what could be a good thing.  You
been bottom boy to two good men.  It's time for you to be the one in
control now.  Harley wants it badly.  Don't worry about Andy and Header.
I'm betting they find someone to serve real soon."

Tank looked at Sam skeptically.  "You're an interesting man Sam Chambers.
A truly strange composite of my lovers, weird."  A soft sigh escaped from
the big chest.  "I love you Sam.  Not in a lover kinda way but in life long
friend and brother kinda way."

Sam rubbed his back as they walked toward the truck.  "Can never have too
much love in your life nor too many friends.  I love you too Tank.  You
take care of yourself and I'll talk to you in a couple of days when I get a
better idea of our plans."  Sam hugged Harley and climbed in to the big
Ford.  Joe hugged and kissed Harley and gave Tank a long lingering goodbye
kiss.  The two men waved as they headed down the driveway and toward home.
Tank and Harley waved back.  Tank's arm draped over Harley's broad
shoulders.

Joe settled into the passenger.  "Harley's got it bad."

Sam glanced at Joe.  "What'd he tell you?"

"A lot. He isn't sure how to break through Tank's protective barriers.  He
understands everything Tank's been through but wants so much to find a way
to be lovers."

"Yeah, I picked up on that.  After last night, I think Tank may be ready."

"I'm thinking after the night Harley had getting fucked by our friends he
should be able to handle Tank's pole."

"Yeah, the man is pretty incredible.  I gotta hope I'm in that good of
shape when I hit his age."

"Me too.  Uh, meaning I hope I'm in as good, not you, I mean you're in
great, that didn't come out right"

Sam laughed until he couldn't get his breath.  "I understand.  And Joe, I
love you."  He reached over and held the young man's hand.

"I love you too, more every day.  So much sometimes I can't believe my
feelings.  And one more thing."

"What?"

"Whose cock were you fucking me with last night?  Yowzer!!!"


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