Date: Sun, 26 Aug 2001 21:08:22 -0400
From: Jeff Allen <jeff_allen15@hotmail.com>
Subject: When Love Comes - Part 14

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WHEN LOVE COMES - PART 14

     After we were both completely satisfied, we went to sleep with Matt
spooning against my back and his still semi erect cock pushed into the
crack of my ass.  That was one of my favorite positions.

     Our plan had been that one of us would move out onto the couch during
the night so that Mark wouldn't realize that Matt and I were sleeping in
the same bed.  That was really naive on our part.  It also assumed that we
would be able to wake up early.  That didn't happen.

     I woke up about five thirty the next morning as the sun was beginning
to make its way over the tops of the trees and into the bedroom window.
Matt and I had changed positions in the night.  I was now spooning him.  My
morning erection was pressed against his ass, and my right arm was looped
under his and my hand was against his belly.  I could feel his pubic hair
against the edge of my fingers.  I moved my hand down to his flaccid cock
and gently stroked it.
     Something didn't feel just right.  I realized that my arm was
stretched out farther than it should be.  I opened my eyes and looked over
at Matt.  I saw two heads!  Mark had gotten in bed with us.  I was spooning
Matt, and Matt was spooning Mark, and the dick that was hardening in my
hand was Mark's not Matt's!  I moved my hand away like it had been burned.
I was now completely awake, and my heart was racing.
     I got out of the bed as quietly as I could, grabbed a pair of gym
shorts, and went into the kitchen.  I put the coffee on, took my morning
pee, and took a mug of coffee out to the deck to try and collect my
thoughts.
     I was about done with the mug of coffee when I heard sounds out in the
kitchen.  Matt came out onto the deck with two fresh mugs of coffee.
Usually Matt didn't put anything on in the morning until we were ready to
take our morning jog, but this morning he had slipped on a pair of running
shorts.

     "Good morning, Lover," he greeted me as he handed one of the steaming
mugs to me.  "This is early even for you."

     "Matt, Mark's in the bed."

     "Yeah, I noticed.  He used to come into my bed lots of times when he
was little, especially when dad was yelling at mom or beating her.  He must
have felt pretty insecure or had a bad dream last night."

     "Well, he may feel even more insecure now.  I was still in the bed
when he came in, and when I woke up this morning I thought I was holding
your dick, but it was his."

     Matt sat down in one of the deck chairs.  "Oh, shit!  We may have some
explaining to do."

     "We knew we'd have to tell him, but I didn't think it would be THIS
soon.  How do you want to handle this?"

     Matt shook his head.  "I don't know.  Maybe just wait to see if he
even noticed that you were in the bed with me.  Let's avoid the whole issue
for a while and do our jog."

     When we got back from jogging, Mark was sitting at the dining room
table with a mug of coffee and a can of Ensure.  Apparently he didn't like
clothes any better than his brother because he was still naked.  I tried to
avoid looking, but I wasn't entirely successful.  The view was just too
good to pass up.

     "Morning," he mumbled through his wired jaws.  "You guys should have
waited for me.  I need to get back into some exercise."

     "Hey," Matt responded as he tosseled Mark's hair, "if you sleep in,
you don't run."

     "Make sure you don't over do it," I warned.  "Remember your ribs."

     "How can I forget.  They remind me all the time," Mark winced.

     Mark didn't say anything about finding Matt and me in the same bed, so
we didn't bring the subject up.  After breakfast, Matt and Mark worked with
the weights while I showered and shaved.
     After their showers, we went into town to show Mark around.  We
stopped at Jamal's apartment and the four of us went out to lunch at one of
the local fast food places.  I felt sorry for Mark who had to spoon a
chocolate shake in between his wired jaws while the rest of us chowed down
on burgers and fries.
     Jamal had found an apartment that he wanted all of us to go look at.
It was a small one bedroom place in the same complex where I'd had my first
apartment.  Jamal said he didn't want to break in another roommate, so he
was looking for a place by himself.  The rental price was within his
budget, so he signed the lease while we were all there.

     Afterwards, Jamal followed us back out to the house, and we got ready
for our afternoon run.  About two miles into the run, Mark's ribs started
acting up, and he said that he would head back to the house.  Matt headed
back with Mark while Jamal and I continued the run.

     As we pulled out of ear shot of Mark and Matt, Jamal said, "That's a
mighty good looking kid.  I'd sure have a hard time not being hard with him
around.  When are you goin' to tell him 'bout you and Matt?"

     "We may not need to tell him."

     "What do you mean?"

     So I related the bed incident to Jamal.

     He laughed.  "Well, the closet door may be wide open now, honey.  He's
still a good lookin' kid.  If I thought there was the slightest chance I'd
be all over him like ants at a picnic."

     When Jamal and I got back to the house, Matt and Mark we sitting in
the hot tub, so we joined them after stretching out.  We each had a couple
of beers, including Mark.  The conversation was relaxed and easy.
     I asked Jamal to stay for dinner, knowing that it meant I'd have to
cook double the amount of food.  I got out of the tub to go find something
for dinner.  I just dried off with one of the towels beside the tub, and
walked into the kitchen naked.  In a couple of minutes Mark came in and
asked if he could help.
  He had a towel wrapped around his waist.  I asked him to peel some
potatoes to make a hot potato salad while I started the charcoal fire for
the chicken.  Mark's towel fell off when he bent down to take the potatoes
out from under the sink.  He looked at it for a second, shrugged his
shoulders and just let it lie on the floor while he started peeling the
potatoes.  I guess he figured that if I could walk around naked so could
he.
     I got the fire going and came back inside.  Mark had the potatoes
peeled and boiling, and he asked what else he could do.  I had him set the
table which he did without covering up at all.  He definitely was nice to
look at.  He was a little more muscular than Matt, and judging from the
amount of hair already present on his legs, ass, and chest, he was going to
be hairier than Matt.  His movements had the same athletic grace as Matt's,
and his cock and balls looked like they were virtually identical to his
brother's.
     I gave Mark instructions on how to complete the potato salad and went
back outside to start the chicken.  I came back in after about twenty
minutes to get another beer.  Matt and Jamal were out of the hot tub and
sitting in the chairs on the deck just outside the dining room.  They
hadn't put any clothes on either.  Well, I thought, this will be an
interesting meal with all of us sitting around as naked as the day we were
born.

     Mark's potato salad was better than mine, and it was a big hit with
Jamal who ate most of it.  I felt sorry for Mark who had another meal of
Ensure while we all pigged out on the solid food.  He did mash up some of
the potato salad and managed to get the stuff in through his closed teeth.

     We sat and talked for a while after dinner until Jamal announced that
he needed to get home as he had a date later in the evening with "...a
skinny little white thing."

     Matt and I exchanged glances since we knew the "little white thing"
was male and not female.

     Jamal and Mark washed the dishes while Matt and I took a glass of wine
out onto the deck.  When they were done Jamal and Mark came out.  Jamal had
put on his clothes, but Mark was still as naked.
     Jamal made his good-byes and gave Matt and I a bear hug before turning
to Mark.  He took Mark's hand and then, conscious of Mark's ribs, drew him
into a hug that was obviously much gentler than the ones he'd given us.
     When Jamal was gone, the three of us sat on the deck and talked.  We
knew we'd have to find an attorney to help Matt and Mark through the legal
aspects of settling their mother's estate.  Since Mark had turned eighteen
the month before there wouldn't be the question of finding a legal guardian
for him.  I brought up the subject of counseling.  Matt agreed right away,
but Mark was reluctant at first.  Finally, Matt convinced him to agree to
counseling.
	Mark told us that he had applied and been accepted to the
university without his father's knowledge.  Apparently word had gotten
around in the football coaching circles about the volatility of Mark and
Matt's dad since no one had made any scholarship offers to Mark.  That had
been another point of frustration for their father.  Mark said that he had
always wanted to go to the university, and since he knew that Matt was
looking for teaching jobs in the area, he had hoped to be able to live with
him.  He also said that he would be interested in trying out for the
football team as a walk-on.  I figured the coaches were going to be very
happy with this new student.

     About eleven Mark headed up to his bedroom.  The night had stayed
warm, so we had stayed naked.  As we had the night before, Matt and I
waited for half an hour or so before we went into the bedroom.  When we
came together in the bed, it was as if the rest of the world didn't exist.
The only reality was what we were doing to each other at that moment.
After bringing each other close to orgasm several times with our mouths,
Matt put me on my back, spread lube on my hard cock and then impaled
himself on the greased shaft.  He moved his ass up and down on my cock and
leaned forward and kissed me at the same time.  It was incredible.  As his
ass pleasured my dick, I could feel his balls rubbing against the skin
above my pubic hair.  I reached down and began stroking his throbbing
member in rhythm to his movements up and down on my cock.  We never broke
our kiss, even when we both erupted in a mutual climax as I emptied my
balls into his hot rectum and his cum made a pool of hot cream between our
stomachs and up to our chests.
     I hated to move, but we were a mess with Matt's cum spread all over
our chests and stomachs.  I finally got up, got a towel, and wiped the cum
off our bodies.  We settled into a little post love making caressing and
kissing, and, despite our best intentions, we fell asleep.

     I woke up with a start.  It was completely black since there was no
moon that night.  I glanced at the alarm clock.  Three A.M.  I heard the
bedroom door open, and I knew it had to be Mark.  There wasn't anything I
could do; we were caught again!  I was on the side of the bed closest to
the door.  I heard him come into the room and over to the bed.

     I felt a hand touched my arm.  "Matt?" he whispered.

     "No, it's Gary."  I felt Matt stir a little on the other side.

     "Mark?" Matt asked sleepily.  "Did you have the dream again?"

     "Yeah.  Just like when we were little."

     I could feel Mark trembling as he stood beside the bed.  I decided
that the cat was already out of the bag (or maybe it was out of the closet)
so I opened the covers and told Mark to get in.

     He slid under the covers and snuggled his naked back and ass against
my front.  "Thanks," he whispered.

     Matt rolled over and spooned against my backside so that I was
sandwiched in between the two of them.  He put his arm around both Mark and
me and drew us even closer.  "It's okay, Kid.  Dad's gone.  He can't hurt
us any more."

     Mark put his arm back over my side onto Matt's hip.  "I know that, but
the dream keeps coming back."

     I put my arm around Mark's stomach and pulled him closer.  "It's okay
guys.  It's all okay now."

     I was soon rewarded with the sound of steady breathing from both of
them.  They had gone back to sleep, but I was wide awake and very conscious
of the two muscled, naked hunks who were cuddled next to me.  I felt Matt's
penis become semi hard against my ass cheeks.  At the same time Mark
clenched his buttocks in his sleep and my own cock began to harden and poke
into the crack of his ass.

     It was going to be a very long night.


(To be continued)