Date: Sat, 13 Oct 2007 12:14:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: firehose Joe <firehosejoe@yahoo.com>
Subject: To Thine Own Self Be True: chapter 10

"This above all: To thine own self be true, for it must follow as dost the
night the day, that canst not be false to any man." Shakespeare (Hamlet)

Each relationship, unique unto itself, must find its way and become what it
will. We all make the journey. Enjoy this story of Steve and Alejandro
(sounds like a-lah-handro -- Spanish). Though the theme of wrestling will
be a key component in the early chapters and a continuing theme, the story
is about relationships and being true to oneself. Thanks to Bill M and
TalonRider for assistance proofing the story.

Please do not distribute to other sites without permission of the
author. Comments can be sent to firehosejoe@yahoo.com

>From the previous chapter:

Suddenly it seemed Frederick had remembered something. "Hey you want to
play some ball?" he asked. Watching Alejandro's brow furrow and his
expression change, Frederick began to laugh. "Come on, you know, play
ball." His laughter continued.

As the intended meaning dawned on Alejandro he grinned and responded, "Just
as long as you brought your catchers mitt. I'm ready."

"Good. Now get your ass in my bedroom and strip. Looks like I'm going to
have to teach you everything, now that I think about it." Frederick said
laughing as he followed Alejandro into his room.

Chapter 10

Toeing off his shoes as he stripped off his long sleeved T, Alejandro was
naked in seconds. He fell back onto Frederick's bed and spread his
legs. With both hands he wordlessly beckoned Frederick, challenging `Come
on big boy; give me your best shot'. In seconds, Frederick was on his knees
between Alejandro's legs.

Thinking about what Mike had said, about them being a good fit for each
other, Alejandro realized it wasn't just the oral or sensuality of gentle
touch they both enjoyed. Their sex play was never without an element of a
masculine rough touch.

As Alejandro felt his muscle fill, his lust was fueled by the sight of
Frederick's defined body over him. Frederick's fingers captured Alejandro's
hard pec nubs as he roughly massaged the muscular mounds of hair covered
flesh. He spread Alejandro's thighs with his knees and let their erections
jab against each other.

They both had paid an emotional price for their shared journey to this
place. Frederick slid his legs down the mattress. Alejandro's hands
encircled Frederick's triceps, firmly holding them. Frederick batted
Alejandro's large fleshy tube with his own and leaned his mouth toward
Alejandro's only to let their lips brush. Pulling his head back and not
letting them engage, Frederick smiled his crooked smile and continued to
smack their cocks in mock battle.

Frederick held his tongue between his lips letting it move back and forth
quickly, snake like, teasing Alejandro. Alejandro pulled at Frederick's
arms. Reaching up with his neck, he tried to capture Frederick's
mouth. Frederick was having none of that; he was enjoying his teasing too
much.

Frederick began humping Alejandro in earnest as he played cock tease with
his kisses. Alejandro's smoldering desire broke into flame and with a
turning lunge he topped Frederick. While devouring his mouth, Alejandro
continued the nearly violent frotting. The sounds of slapping flesh mixed
with the groaning of both men were the only sounds in the room. Frederick,
calculating as ever, was executing his plan.

Loosely scissoring Alejandro's waist and pistoning buttocks, Frederick
increased the friction and pressure of their pounding muscles and slapping
ball sacs. Alejandro was in rut. It was his full and focused intent to slam
their bodies together until they spilled their seed. Frederick correctly
read the signs of Alejandro's impending orgasm and tightened his scissors
holding their bodies' together firm and close.

Breaking their tongue wrestling, Frederick breathlessly challenged
Alejandro, "Fucker you keep this up and we're both gonna cum hard! You do
that and I'm holding you here until you can get that meat up again and give
me a good fucking. So what's it going to be? You wanna take a break or slam
this one home and have a relaxed fuck later?"

Alejandro said not a word. He reached up. Capturing Frederick's mouth with
his own, he rammed his tongue home. Lowering their bodies on the mattress,
he continued pistoning his dick against Frederick's dick and pubes,
grunting with each thrust. Their sweat slick bodies slid with an ancient
rhythm. Spit surrounded their lips, sweat beads dropped onto Frederick's
face from Alejandro's forehead and nose.

It would be only a moment longer, Frederick knew. He closed his eyes
imagining Alejandro's ball sac contracting. Alejandro's pounding became
more violent. His grunting came with staccato bursts of sound from his
chest.

Frederick smiled as Alejandro started shooting. He had felt the monstrous
prick swell against his lower abs. Frederick's pucker involuntarily
clinched as his dick spasmed in release. His sphincter clinched with each
spasm in anticipation of what lay ahead. Damn, he thought, this guy was a
natural. Alejandro's lust to share his body with another man seemed to
spring forth fully developed.

Their torsos were slick with their mutual release. As Alejandro had begun
his orgasm, he had broken the kiss and dropped his head along side
Frederick's muttering quiet profanities. His arms grasped Frederick's back
as he continued his thrusting, finally slowing. Flashing through his mind,
Alejandro knew that in the animal kingdom his sexual dominance over
Frederick in that moment would have signaled the proof of his defeat of a
rival. To him it signaled the sealing of a friendship. It was indeed a
prescient moment.

They lay still as their ragged breathing slowly returned to
normal. Frederick finally broke the silence. "Get off me you cum
hound. Look at the mess you've made. And you can't say I didn't warn you
this time." he said laughing gently as he rolled Alejandro to his back.

Pushing himself up with his hands he continued, "You made this mess and
you're going to have to clean it up; but first," Frederick said no more but
began to lick the mixed cum off of Alejandro's treasure trail and hairy
pecs. Alejandro observed for a moment and then pushed Frederick to his back
as he lowered his mouth onto the smooth skin, dragging his tongue through
the life giving protein.

Raising himself to his knees after his taste of their passion Alejandro
said, "Stay here. I'll clean us up." His bare feet padded quietly to the
bathroom. Running the water till it warmed, he wet a towel and quickly
wiped himself down. Wetting another towel and bringing a dry towel with
him, he returned thoroughly cleaning Frederick. Their eyes met several
times, each reflecting the other's smile of affection and friendship.

"Just toss them to the side." instructed Frederick. He added, "It's gonna
be a little chilly in here till we warm each other up again. You mind
grabbing a sheet from the bottom drawer?" Alejandro did as asked. He spread
the sheet over Frederick then climbed in beside him.

"You know," Frederick said teasingly, "For a stud with five whole days of
doin' it with guys, I think you might turn out all right. Of course you'll
benefit from my careful instruction and experience but I reiterate, you'll
likely do Ok. At least you won't embarrass yourself. I'll be sure of that
before I'm done with you." With that Frederick reached over and pulled
Alejandro into a hug.

They lay, talking about guys in the club, school stuff and other things
when a question that had been perking in Alejandro's mind came into
focus. He pulled away and turned to look at Frederick and asked "How would
I compare to other guys you've seen who were just starting wrestling. Don't
kid me now, I want to know."

Frederick grinned considering which smart ass answer he'd give but quickly
saw Alejandro was serious. Sighing, he considered he finally replied, "As
far as your speed and strength, you're average. Sorry if that's not what
you wanted to hear but you did ask. As far as aptitude, I'd guess you're
above average. I've already told you what Mike and I think about your
attitude. There, you're aces! Why do you want to know and what does it
matter?"

"Since I can remember I've never been allowed to do things by half. I can't
tell you how I've hated it sometimes but recently, say in the last year and
a half, I've realized what a benefit that kind of discipline can be. I've
told you how much I enjoy wrestling for all my varied reasons. Over the
weekend I realized that I want to train harder than club practice will
allow." Alejandro said.

Frederick cocked his head inquiringly and said, "It's just a club. Sure we
compete but it's for fun."

"I know that but I want to learn more than club practice is likely to
provide." Alejandro said.

"Well, is it strength training you're looking for? You wanna bulk up your
muscles? We can work on that when we lift." Frederick offered.

"Nope. I want to be a better wrestler. Much better than I am right
now. Mike's leaving next year and you the year after. I'd considered asking
you guys to give me more training time but realized that with the course
work you and Mike have, along with his work schedule, that'd be unfair.

"I've wondered how I might go about finding someone to train me one-on-one
and if I could get mat time for that. Don't really know how to go about it
and was wondering if you had some ideas." Alejandro asked.

"You're serious about this aren't you?" Frederick parried. "The first thing
I'd do is ask Mike to see what suggestions he might have. My idea, though
it might be half baked, is to see if anyone on the coaching staff has
experience and would like to spend time with you. They might want to be
paid something if it's not part of their work day. Come to think about it,
it would probably have to be on their own time so favoritism couldn't be
claimed by others."

"That's what I expected, that is having to pay someone. No problem there,
it would be worth it to me. When is Mike due back? About 11?" Alejandro's
excitement grew now that he'd verbalized the desire and a plan was shaping
up.

"Now if you just want somebody to put a hurtin' on you I'd be glad to
oblige." Frederick offered as he chuckled and pulled Alejandro into a head
lock. Alejandro responded with a pinch to Frederick's nip. Soon the sheet
was twisted around them as they laughed, trying to get control of each
other. Frederick rolled on top of Alejandro and tied him up just long
enough to schoolboy pin him. "I'm not sure you've got enough money to pay
someone to help you, as pitiful as you are." Frederick taunted in a
friendly way.

Alejandro just looked up grinning and thinking how much fun this
was. Slowly Frederick slid down off Alejandro's shoulders and across his
body till their dicks nestled along side one another. He playfully bit,
Alejandro's chin and tip of his nose. He moved his gentle attack to
Alejandro's lower lip and to one ear, all the while waiting to feel his
muscle begin to stir. They had waited long enough, he surmised, and was
rewarded with the gentle pressure of Alejandro's cock beginning to swell
against his own.

Time for the next lesson, he thought to himself, smiling. Continuing to
stimulate and encourage his friend, Frederick eagerly anticipated the
feeling of his ring being stretched and seeing the look on Alejandro's face
when his dick was gobbled up by Frederick's hungry ass.

With consummate skill Frederick began his assault on Alejandro's
body. Rolling on top of Alejandro, Frederick spread his legs and straddled
Alejandro. Rocking gently he let their slowly swelling cocks rub. The
feeling of Alejandro's hairy pubes on his muscle stoked Frederick's desire
and increased his anticipation of getting well and thoroughly fucked.

He grabbed Alejandro's wrists and spread his arms. Nestling his head beside
Alejandro's, Frederick nibbled on his ear lobe and tongued the
canal. Alejandro's shudder of pleasure made Frederick's cock lurch. Raising
his head, Frederick licked, bit, and kissed Alejandro's jaw and chin,
avoiding Alejandro's repeated attempt to capture Frederick's mouth.

Still rocking their bodies together, Frederick felt the slickness of their
precum as he raised his head and looked at Alejandro with a crooked
smile. Teasing Alejandro with darting kisses with his tongue exposed,
Frederick heard a low growl in Alejandro's chest as his lust built.

There was not much new that he did for his friend. There was no need. It
was the intent and concentration on giving pleasure that soon had Alejandro
squirming with his dick throbbing and dripping as it formed a small puddle
of precum on his abs and in his belly button.

Intent on stoking Alejandro's fire further, Frederick released Alejandro's
mouth and slid his body down to the throbbing prick that had been pressing
against his abs. He blew on the glans and watched with amusement as the
muscle lurched in response. He couldn't resist and leaned over, pushing the
throbbing muscle away with the side of his face and tongued the tiny
reservoir clean of its clear liquid. Alejandro groaned, "Come on Frederick,
suck it. Please!" Frederick didn't respond. He reached to the nearby drawer
and pulled out some lube.

Rolling to his side, he palmed the lube and began to let it warm in his
hand. He then gently began to coat Alejandro's veiny, pulsing
shaft. Alejandro groaned in appreciation, his lust building. Frederick
hoped that the second session wouldn't be foreshortened by a hair trigger
from the new sensations. Time would tell.

Frederick rolled to his back and pulled Alejandro atop him. He began to
tell Alejandro the proper way to prepare a partner for penetration by such
a large muscle. Knowing that he was one who absorbed details, he didn't
stint on either the how or the why. He shifted his body so that he was on
his back. His legs rested against Alejandro's shoulders. Paying careful
attention, Alejandro followed the instructions given him. Frederick was
sure he wasn't just going to shove it in and began to direct Alejandro's
act of penetration.

With care and delicacy that belied the young lust that was growing in
Alejandro, he followed Frederick's patient instructions. Frederick's ass
was all but itching to be pounded by this piece of man meat. However he
knew that he was imprinting important lessons in the mind his friend. The
message delivered by the verbal coaching which was in turn reinforced by
the visual and tactile sensations seared in Alejandro's mind. It would be a
subtle pattern and code that marked him.

Alejandro looked with concern at Frederick. The head of his cock and the
thick tube of flesh looked impossibly large for the tiny rosy
pucker. Seeking Frederick's eyes glazed and mouthing softly `Come on, fuck
me', Alejandro pressed his lube slicked cock head against the promised
opening. Frederick pushed out, loosening the muscles and encouraged
Alejandro.

Continuing to gently push, Alejandro let his weight begin press forward. As
his head entered the chute, Alejandro rolled his head back momentarily in
amazement at the pressure and pleasure. Frederick smiled, watching him.

"Come on, big boy. It feels great. Just go easy and we'll both be fine."
Frederick coached. Slowly, Alejandro pushed his muscle into the hot, tight,
confines of Frederick's ass marveling all the while at the
sensations. "Hold it there for a little while so I can get used to it. Ok?"


Frederick was rewarded by the look of awe and pleasure on Alejandro's
face. He guided his friend through the varied kinds of strokes, teaching
him to hunt for the pleasure points of the man he was fucking. Alejandro's
eyes were burning with need to begin pumping Frederick's ass. Their bodies
were sweaty with their foreplay and anticipation. Alejandro let his abs
rest against Frederic as he looked him eye-to-eye. Their hot breath bathed
their faces as Alejandro gently probed.

 Finally when Alejandro could find Frederick's prostrate with consistency
he met Alejandro's stare and said huskily, "You know what you need to
do. Now, fuck me! Fuck me hard!!"

Ever the student, Alejandro continued to marvel at the pleasure he was
feeling. He derived a sense of pride when he saw Frederick's expression of
pleasure when he grazed his prostate.

When it occurred, it was like moving from twilight to the edge of dawn and
the first sight of the contour of the fiery orb. Alejandro's eyes closed as
he quit his conscious practice and began to fuck in earnest. Frederick saw
the grimace of pleasure and intense lust on Alejandro's face. He watched
with a mixture of pride and fascination as Alejandro began to let go and
find his own rhythm. Feeling Alejandro's big, hot, probing, throbbing cock
pound and stretch him, Frederick gave himself fully to the animal lust of
mating.

With a focus that seemed equally intent in giving as well as taking
pleasure, Alejandro's head dropped as he let the nerve endings of his cock
head direct him. Without conscious consideration he seemed to realize that
Frederick's pleasure would increase his own. He leveraged his body and
thrusts to achieve maximum prostate contact. He could hear Frederick, now
lost in his own lust rut groaning out his pleasure.

When it occurred Alejandro was totally unprepared. Frederick's ring
tightened like a steel band as his entire body convulsed in response to the
raw, hard, fucking. He came with suddenness and power, spewing his seed in
a massive load between their sweaty muscular bodies.

Alejandro's feelings and sensations registered as if in slow motion. His
felt his balls draw up into his body. He felt his shaft continue to
swell. The flash of pleasure was bright as light as it shot through his
body. The muscles in his back tightened as his body arched seeking to drive
his cock ever deeper into Frederick. Primal, animal and urgent, nothing
else mattered to him as he continued to pound their flesh together.

 Finally his brain signaled that it was finished. His motions slowed. When
he finally stopped, he opened his eyes and looked into Frederick's waiting
gaze. Saying nothing he lowered himself to his elbows and putting his
strong hands under Frederick's shoulders he pulled their bodies together,
sealing their embrace with Frederick's cum. It was a possessive action,
though he was unaware of it. He had taken. Now he wanted to cover and
protect.

Frederick lay there and wondered at what they had together created. This
man would likely prove to be a powerful and caring lover to the men
fortunate enough to share his bed. He marveled at the privilege of not only
this but the past few days. Softly he whispered into Alejandro's ear,
"Damn, you were wonderful. So fucking wonderful." They held each other till
their erections had subsided and the sweat began to chill Alejandro's back.

"I don't want to let go of you Frederick. This feels so good but I'm
getting cold. You mind if I get the sheet?"

"Better idea stud. Let's get in the shower and clean up. I've got an ass
full of your cum I need to get rid of. And we're both sticky with mine."

In the shower they leisurely soaped and rubbed each other's body. Frederick
explained about cleaning procedures that they'd use next time. They heard
the door open and close as Mike called out his hello. Frederick announced
their presence in the shower and Mike stood at the door and asked in a
pleading voice, "Guys I've just gotta take a leak. I'll shut my eyes, but
I've got to go!" Laughing, Frederick told him to go ahead, that it'd be no
problem.

After Alejandro and Frederick were dressed they discussed the question
about coaching with Mike. His response was positive and immediate. "It'd
benefit the team and give you a set of skills that you'd enjoy having. I
know from office talk in the Athletic Office that some of the young
instructors could use additional money and two of them wrestled in
college. Let me see what I can do to find out more." After discussing
pertinent details and roughing out plans for use of the wrestling room,
Alejandro left for the dorm.

Finding a coach who wanted to work with Alejandro was a bust. Mike, in
conversation with a grad instructor in one of his classes found that the
guy, Joe, had wrestled in both high school and for a year in
college. Mentioning Alejandro's interest in paying for one-on-one coaching
his interest grew. Joe had complained about being terminally short of
money. After hearing about the proposed arrangements and the skill level of
the student, Joe asked Mike to set up a time to meet Alejandro.

Mike, Frederick and Alejandro met Joe the following weekend at the
apartment for chili, grilled cheese and conversation. The four hit it off
easily, Joe and Mike having numerous shared interests in physical
therapy. After dinner they trooped over to the gym to check out the
facilities. Alejandro asked pertinent and occasionally probing questions as
he measured his comfort level with Joe. Finally, he and Joe agreed that
they would finalize the financial aspects later on the phone.

Joe's study patterns, like Alejandro's, were disciplined so the additional
expenditure of time was worked into his schedule without much problem. They
worked out a three times weekly schedule in conjunction with Alejandro's
weight workouts. Evenings suited both of them and it also allowed Mike or
Frederick to sometimes sit in or participate to demonstrate a wrestling
move.

With characteristic attention to detail and dedication to meeting a goal,
Alejandro began to make significant strides in his abilities. Joe, a
natural encourager had to curb his inclination to praise. It seemed
unnecessary and occasionally irritating to Alejandro. He knew his task and
applied himself to it. Soon he was giving Joe a challenge as they tied up
to practice the various skills they'd worked on.

In club practice Mike and Frederick noticed the difference almost
immediately. Soon they were seeing Alejandro hold his own against wrestlers
with more experience. In competitions he won his share of matches. Those
not knowing him could not see the smoldering competitive fire that burned
in his eyes. Nor did they notice the quiet smile of satisfaction as he
shook the hand of his opponent after being declared victor.

The fluid pattern of varied activities made each week flow into the
next. It provided a pace that kept Alejandro on task, adequately challenged
and fully engaged with his family, his academics and his friends. Frederick
and Mike helped him regarding his increasing understanding of homosexuality
and his self awareness as a man drawn exclusively to other men. It grounded
him in a way that nothing else could. He felt comfortable `in his skin' and
learned quickly to parry questions and steer conversations with a smile
that let others believe what they wished.

Isabella continued to watch. She was a woman of the world and had watched
human nature during her years. She suspected that her precious Alejandro
would not follow lock step with the expectations of their social
circle. She expected he was seeking his own path in a sometimes unfriendly
and unforgiving world. Though she said nothing more after her comment
during their Saturday ride in early autumn, often when their eyes met she
could see his contentment and peace.

With the coming of December the season demanded more time. Alejandro was
grateful that most activities came during the weekends so he could maintain
his schedule. Every weekend from Friday evening cocktails until late Sunday
afternoon open houses he found social obligation a persistent pressure. The
familiarity was in a strange way comforting. His father or grandfather were
an ever-present feature at most events and made sure Alejandro was
recognized by old business friends and introduced to new players in the
circle of Chicago business.

Christmas Eve Mass and their festive dinner the following day brought the
frenetic activity to an end. There were always a smattering of
opportunities during the down week before New Years but the sense of
obligation was lifted like a cloud. Alejandro was pleasantly surprised to
receive a call from Mike the day after Christmas. He was heading to
Springfield to spend several days with his uncle Buck and wanted to know if
Alejandro wanted to tag along. Promising to get back within a few hours,
Alejandro asked his father and Isabella if they had plans that would
preclude the visit. Hearing no objection, he confirmed the three day trip
with Mike.

Alejandro drove and during the trip let Mike vent about his father's
attitude and the not so subtle pressure from his mother to find a suitable
girl and settle down. Buck's invitation had been a god send. With their
easy camaraderie, conversation filled the three and a half hour trip during
which Mike told Alejandro that he had told Buck about him.

Buck met them at the door, hugged Mike and looked questioningly at
Alejandro wondering if a hug would be welcomed. Deciding to risk it Buck
opened his arms at the same time Alejandro extended his hand. A comical
shuffling occurred as each shifted to meet what they thought was the
other's expectation. Finally with laughter they embraced and went inside. A
light lunch awaited them, Buck explaining that he wanted to take them to
the gym so they could workout prior to their partying.

Alejandro enjoyed the eye candy that Buck provided. He seemed an
amalgamation of Mike and Frederick. His hair reddish brown and ruddy
completion spoke of Mike's maternal heritage. His build was angular with
broad shoulders tapering to his waist. The collar of his T showed a fringe
of hair similar in color to Mike's.

In the locker room and later in the shower, Buck was not even a little
circumspect in looking at Alejandro. Buck had the coloring of Mike but the
build similar to Frederic. He was not beefy. His muscles, beneath his pelt
of hair were defined. Tapering from broad shoulders, they formed a tight,
defined six-pack that sported a defined treasure trail. Hanging over a nice
set of balls was a cut cock. Alejandro met the twinkle that accompanied the
lascivious smile by turning his body and hefting his dick with his hand.

Buck's eyebrow raised in both question and appreciation. Alejandro simply
cocked his head slightly to the side and smiled his reply. Mike watched the
body language pass between the two naked, muscled studs and chuckled saying
"Down boys, down. There will be plenty of time to play later. Buck, you
don't want to provoke the monster here, believe me." All three laughed.

Later at home and as an afterthought, Buck made sure that Alejandro knew
that though the attendees at the party would be mixed, it would very gay
friendly. The gathering was low key and Alejandro felt comfortable. He was
amused at the subtle flirting that the men engaged in with him. He realized
that he could relax his sense of social propriety here and quickly joined
the game. His wit, dark good looks and confident presence made him a magnet
for the unattached men and for some of the male couples as well.

Surprised at first by the covert touching some engaged in, he relaxed,
realizing that this gathering was his first opportunity to experiment
beyond his times with Frederick and occasionally Mike. Though some of the
men were far more obvious and forward than appealed to Alejandro, he took
all in stride and found himself freer to participate than he would have
imagined.

One man spent much of the time catching Alejandro's eye then letting his
gaze drop to Alejandro's crotch. When he wasn't looking Alejandro stole the
opportunity to move behind him ostensibly to reach for a snack. Alejandro
feigned imbalance and grasped the man's shoulders lightly as he pressed his
cock against the man's ass crack.

He softly laughed out loud when the man turned with a look, of first
surprise, then recognition. He met Alejandro's smile with his own, knowing
that he had been tagged. Though that was the most obvious encounter, there
were numerous others that left Alejandro feeling his oats as his cock lay
pleasantly full in his briefs.

It was after 1 a.m. when the party began to break up in earnest. The three
men left some time after and went home to sit by the fire and enjoy a night
cap. Alejandro was flushed by the experience, the atmosphere of sensuality
prompted by handsome men obviously aware of and not embarrassed by their
orientation. Their unabashed appreciation of his attractiveness mixed with
their subtle messages of sexual attraction for him left Alejandro hungry
for satisfaction.

Mike, a veteran of this type of party, had watched Alejandro with both
amusement and growing respect. He correctly presumed that this was a coming
out of sorts for Alejandro and watched his self-assurance grow with each
passing moment until he was mixing and engaging people with an open air of
confidence that matched anyone in the room. Mike knew the likely result of
this heady experience. He could see the pent up desire in Alejandro's eyes.

When they returned home they sat and chatted enjoying a night cap. The
apartment felt warm compared to the winter air and Buck commented on the
heat as he stood removing his shirt. Mike, wearing only a wool shirt
followed suit, comfortable in his bare skin. Alejandro stripped to his
T. Talking to Mike about the first rehab job, Buck began to absently rub
his nipple and occasionally scratch his crotch as their conversation
meandered. Mike let his hand run through his furry pec hair. Alejandro felt
his need for release grow.

A few moments later, Mike stretched and yawned saying it had been a long
day and he needed some sleep. Buck collected the glasses as Alejandro and
Mike went upstairs to their twin bedroom. Mike stripped, grabbed his tooth
brush and went to the bathroom. Alejandro stripped and followed meeting
Buck as he crested the steps. He looked appreciatively at Alejandro's thick
hanging muscle and smiled.

Alejandro didn't move. Both men stood looking at the other. Alejandro felt
his cock thicken and begin to slowly rise. Buck was massaging his now hard
prick in his pants as his eyes devoured the beauty of Alejandro's
body. With a husky voice, Buck said simply, "Alex, come with me." and
walked into his room.

Buck gently took Alejandro's shoulders and pulled him closer watching his
eyes for any signal that his gesture was unwelcome. Alejandro's breath was
shallow. He felt hot all over. He closed his eyes and welcomed the kiss
that he had been hoping for. The men hungrily tongued each other as their
hands explored their chests and backs. Breaking the kiss, Buck put his hand
to the small of Alejandro's back and guided him to Buck's bedroom.

Breaking for a moment, Buck stripped off his pants and socks and pulled
Alejandro to his him. Alejandro remembered in the midst of the lust-filled
haze that enveloped him what Mike had said about Buck's
preferences. Without conscious thought, Alejandro focused his intent and
desire on Buck. Grabbing his ass cheeks, Alejandro pulled their bodies
close together. As their tongues wrestled they humped their hard leaking
cocks against each other. Buck's hands reached up to Alejandro's chest,
pinching his nips and roughly massaging his pecs.

Buck circled his arms around Alejandro's waist and pulled him on to his bed
as he rolled Alejandro to his back. Grabbing Alejandro's arms and
straddling his legs, Buck pinned him. Attacking Alejandro's mouth, Buck
humped Alejandro's treasure trail with his slick cock. Alejandro wrenched
one arm free and locked it around Buck's neck, with his other he grabbed
Buck's wrist and pulled into a modified hammer lock. Buck tried to scissor
his hairy quads under Alejandro to no avail. Alejandro easily rolled Buck
to his back releasing his wrist.

Grabbing one of Buck's ankles, Alejandro leaned forward holding Buck's
chest with his forearm as his hand worked the pec and its nub. Alejandro
leaned in further to bite and kiss Buck's open, eager mouth.


They never noticed Mike observing them. When he slid onto the bed their
tangled muscled limbs shifted as mouth sought cock or mouth or
nipple. After a few minutes of groping Mike murmured that he didn't want to
wait. He reached for the lube on the bedside table and quickly prepared
Buck's ass and his own throbbing cock.

Gently he pushed Alejandro's body forward so he could gain access. Lifting
Buck's feet to his shoulders, Mike slid his muscle slowly to his pubes, he
sighed and began to rock against Buck's body.

Alejandro looked behind him and felt a surge of lust. He straddled Buck's
chest as Buck reached for his muscle. Buck was able to take nearly
half. Alejandro leaned forward on his elbows, enjoying the sensations of
being sucked and rocking.

 Mike's knees were spread giving him stability. He reached around and
roughly twisted Alejandro's nipples as he quickened his pace. The blend of
pain and pleasure began a chain reaction Alejandro recognized. He did
nothing to stop it.

Mike read the signals and quickened his thrusting. He resisted the
momentary desire to push Alejandro aside and pound Buck's ass to finish his
orgasm. Instead he dropped one hand to Alejandro's thigh for greater
stability. With his other he continued the aggressive assault on
Alejandro's nip. Moments later he felt his cum rise. Slamming his body
against Buck with a violence that spoke to him in a deep place, Mike
released his load continuing to pump until he was thoroughly sated and
drained.

Leaning back on his knees, with his cock still buried, Mike heard the
groans of release from the other two men. He reached up and steadied
Alejandro, gently holding his shoulders. Slowly Alejandro rose to his knees
and slid off Buck's chest. Turning he grabbed one of Mike's nipples and
gave it a hard twist. Mike's startled reaction quickly gave way to a
smile. "Was I that rough?" he asked. Alejandro, grinning with remembered
pleasure, nodded his response.

They began to untangle their bodies as Buck said laughing, "Mike, who the
hell invited you to this party? That dick of yours must have a homing
device `cause it always seems to find its way up my ass."

With a bit of chagrin on his face that surprised Alejandro, Mike said to
him, "Sorry Alex, it all just kind of got away from me. You two were having
a great time playing suck face and I needed to get laid. Tomorrow, if you
want, he's all yours."

Alejandro looked with surprise, first at Mike then at Buck. Buck's smile
reassured him that all was well and he was most welcome. "You got a date,
big boy." Alejandro said as he smiled at Buck. "And you," he turned to
Mike, "might just want to borrow some lube for your hand cause that's all
the opportunity you're gonna get tomorrow!"

The next night proved to be every bit as enjoyable. Buck and Alejandro took
their time exploiting the many things they mutually enjoyed. Alejandro
found his stride and confidence as he topped Buck and controlled the pace
for both of them until they shared a mutual and powerful release. Alejandro
got a warm towel and cleaned first Buck then himself, enjoying the
expressions of appreciation Buck shared. They lay together talking of
sundry things and gently playing with each other. In a short time they both
began to become aroused and Alejandro quietly asked Buck a
question. Gaining his assent Alejandro called out, "Hey Mike, if you don't
mind playing second fiddle and taking sloppy seconds haul your ass in here,
that is, if your hand hasn't made you happy yet."

"You little shit!" came Mike's reply. Seconds later he walked through the
door palming his shaft to erection. He had already had an orgasm listening
to the two of them but all three men enjoyed their second, more extended
session together.

Days later, with the titillating memories teasing him, Alejandro relaxed at
home with his family enjoying football and the quiet of New Years Day. Snow
had fallen in the wee hours surprising all and making a beautiful blanket
of white, a symbolic clean slate for the New Year.

He had returned from Springfield to an impromptu dinner party and had been
cooped up since. Tired of the current game on television, Alejandro
welcomed Isabella's invitation to bundle up for a walk.

Their conversation, mostly desultory, recapped good moments from the season
as well as recalling bits of interesting gossip. Isabella inquired about
the trip to Springfield. Her gentle probing made Alejandro a bit
uncomfortable as he considered and weighed each answer.

He began tentatively, "Grandmamma, I need to talk to you about a comment
you made last fall when we were riding." Isabella waited, holding him in
her mind with arms of love, encouraging him, offering him her
strength. "You are the most important person in my life. No don't, please
don't interrupt" he said as he heard her begin to lovingly contradict him.

"You are the person, who from my earliest memories has been fully present
for me in your love and encouragement. Your gentle hand of discipline has
been always firm but never wavering. You have helped shape me into much of
what I am today. Because of all of this you are the last person I would
wish to hurt. But what I need to say may accomplish that which I wish
least.

"You have said since my earliest memory that I must remember I am an
Algara. I must do what is right and honorable for me, for my family and in
my business dealings. I must remember that my reputation does not begin and
end with me but stretches both back and forward through multiple
generations. I've done my best, truly my best to hear, understand and honor
that call." He paused gathering his thoughts.

"Do you remember the afternoon I'm speaking of, what you said?" She nodded
quietly. "I've been happier and freer in the last five months than ever in
my life. The family's encouragement and support to be more independent and
allowing me to carve out my own life at the University is a large part of
it."

"This is so hard, Grandmamma." She watched him biting and chewing on his
lower lip. She could feel his inner conflict but knew her place was in
silence at his side, loving and being present for him as he made this
journey. "The season and all the activities have reminded me of the
expectations people place on each other, on me personally, on us as a
family. And I desperately don't want to disappoint you, Grand Dad and
Father." Again he walked some steps in quiet.

"Please don't misunderstand; my plan is to continue to work with Grand Dad
and Father. You have invested so much time and energy for the good of
others. You all have reminded me time and again that stewardship is not
ownership. The amassed wealth and influence of our family must be protected
as an implement for good. I understand this, at least as much as someone my
age can.

"But can I be myself and still honor all of that? That's what I have to
figure out. What if who I am is not what everyone expects me to be?" The
anguish in his voice tore at Isabella's heart.

"Grandmamma, I've known I must marry and, as able, produce children to
carry on the Algara name. What if I can't?" With increased anguish he
finally said, "What if I don't want to." Finding his courage again, he
rushed on. "Grandmamma, am I to do what is right and honorable in the eyes
of others even if it makes me miserable? If I am true to myself I know I
will never marry. To do otherwise would be a sham.

"I've never been interested in all of the attention given me by the girls
at school or in our group. I feel like I am a prized piece of meat at an
auction. Forgive me for being so crude. But you know what's said and how
people look. To snag the heir of the Algara fortune is one of the
significant prizes yet to be won by a Chicago worthy. I know how I sound. I
only wish I had interest in the game.

"Grandmamma in the past three months I've finally found courage to seek out
what I've known for years that I wanted. I have no desire for a
woman. Please don't hate me. Do what you must, tell whom you must but don't
hate me, please." he said with a voice so quiet it was nearly inaudible.

Finally he'd said it. Said what he'd been feeling for years. Said the words
that just might prove to free him to become the man he was destined to
become. Isabella reached out her hand and touching his shoulder, looked
into his eyes. Gone for the moment was the joy and happiness she'd seen for
the past months. She could only see the desolation he felt in this moment
that had cost him more than she could imagine.

Wordlessly she drew him to her in a gentle embrace. Smelling the familiar
perfume while recalling the security he'd known in her embrace from his
earliest memory he began to quietly weep. "I'm sorry Grandmamma, I didn't
know I would cry." he said as he wiped his eyes with his gloved hand. He
lowered his head looking at his feet.

Isabella pulled him into her again and said, "Alejandro, my precious boy,
if it is any comfort to you I have guessed this truth for sometime now. I
waited. It was for you to say, never for me to ask. Likely you are
wondering how to deal with your father and Grand Dad. My husband and I have
few, if any secrets. He has watched, as have I and has come to the same
conclusion independent of my thoughts.

"Your father has seemed oblivious to all of this as I might have at his
age. It is not that he loves you less. You are his pride. Your acuity with
the businesses continues to amaze him. Between us, you are much more
attuned to the matters of business now than he could have hoped to be at
the same age. But you must believe that your health and happiness are
paramount to him.

"I would be a foolish old woman to have you believe that we have not had
hope for children, to see the family perpetuated. That has been the way of
things since time immemorial. However, that does not mean that it is the
only way to honor commitments, build a life of value and to contribute to
society. You must be true to yourself. To do less compromises the
foundations upon which you are beginning to establish yourself.

"Look at me Alejandro Algara." she said as she held his ruddy cheeks in
both of her hands. "I love you. I believe in you. I'm proud of you. Never
forget this as long as you live." They held their gaze looking deep into
the other's eyes.

After a long moment he said, "I'm ready to go home now, Grandmamma."



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