Date: Sun, 12 Aug 2001 21:48:25 -0400
From: Jeff Allen <jeff_allen15@hotmail.com>
Subject: When Love Comes Part 6

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                        *******

WHEN LOVES COMES - PART 6

     Kathy was sick as a dog from her pregnancy during the summer.  She
told me that she never had any morning sickness at all with the girls, but
that this one was making up for it.  She figured it had to be a boy.

     As the summer weather moved in, I stayed naked most of the time when I
was home.  Many days I didn't wear anything the entire day except for when
I went jogging.  I spent the summer writing articles to help my promotion
and tenure decision that would be coming up in another couple of years and
working around in the yard.
     Since the university pool was often closed during the summer, I jogged
both in the morning and evening.  I took out another temporary membership
at the health club in order to keep up with the weights.  I visited the
health club three or four times a week in the late afternoon or early
evening instead of jogging.
     Because of Kathy's pregnancy we didn't use the hot tub much that
summer.  When she was feeling okay after the girls were asleep, we would
sit on the deck and carry on our conversations.  Sometimes Kevin and I
would get into the tub, but Kathy had heard that hot tubs weren't good for
pregnant women so she never got into it.
     On the nights that she wasn't feeling well, they would pack the girls
in the car as soon as the dishes were cleaned up and go home.

                        *******

     The first Saturday in August, Kevin and Kathy and the girls were out
at the house.  Kathy and I were getting the food ready in the kitchen while
the girls were "helping" Kevin grill the chicken out on the deck.

     Kathy stopped what she was doing, looked at me, and said, "I have what
might be a big favor to ask of you."

     "Okay, what is it?"

     "Well, first of all, I need to tell you that I know everything that
happened the day you shaved Kevin."

     My heart stopped.  I'd had some guilt feelings over that incident all
summer.  Here it comes, I thought, this is the end of the friendship.

     Seeing the look of terror on my face, she reached over and put her
hand on my arm.  "It's okay, Gary.  Kevin and I are very open with one
another.
  We tell each other everything, and I'm not upset.  In fact, I thought the
idea of you two getting so worked up that you had to masturbate was kind of
hot.  It certainly didn't slow Kevin down that night."
     "This pregnancy has been hard on both of us.  I've been so sick that I
just don't feel like having sex very often.  Kevin's been real good about
it, but I know he's taking care of things in the shower in the morning."
     She put her hand back on my arm and said, "We both love you.  You're
our best friend.  If I was ever going to be with anyone beside Kevin, it
would be you, and Kevin has told me that he's wondered what it would be
like with you."

     I was stunned.  I had no idea what to say.

     Kathy continued, "We're going to take the girls back into town after
dinner, but then, if it's okay with you, I want Kevin to come back out
here."

     "Are you sure about that?"

     "I'm very sure," she smiled in reply.  "Remember this pregnancy
situation is partly your fault."

     "Are you playing on my guilt feelings?"

     "You bet I am."

     "Well, as long as you put it that way, okay.  You know nothing might
happen."

     "That's fine.  And if something does happen, that's fine too.  Kevin
will tell me about it either way."

     Just then the girls came running back inside to announce that the
chicken was ready.

                        *******

     We all settled down for dinner.  Heather and Allison chattered away,
but the adults were unusually quiet.  After dinner, we cleaned up the
kitchen and dining room, and Kevin and Kathy left to take the girls back
home.

     "I'll be back in about an hour.  Okay?" Kevin said as they were
getting into the car.

     I nodded my head in agreement and waved as they drove away.

     All sorts of thoughts were running through my mind.  What if this
changes our friendship?  What if Kathy changes her mind?  Is Kevin really
sure he wants to do this?

                        *******

     I was sitting out in one of the deck chairs with a glass of wine when
Kevin returned.  He brought a wine glass out from the house, poured a glass
for himself, and sat down in the chair next to me.

     "Kathy talked to you, right?"

     "Yes, but we need to talk also, Kev.  Are you sure about this?"

     "Yeah...at least I think so.  I played around with guys my age in
junior high.  You know, just circle jerk kinds of stuff.  We never touched
each other or anything."

     "Is this going to affect your relationship with Kathy?

     His answer was an emphatic, "NO!"  He went on to explain, "Kathy's
cool with this.  She told me she thinks it's kind of hot, and she just
doesn't have much interest in sex right now."

     "Are you cool with this?" I asked.

     "I...I'm not sure."

     "Tell me."

     "Well, I don't know."  He sat back in his chair and looked out into
the woods.  "You know I'm not bothered by gay people.  I love you like a
brother, and maybe that's the problem.  What happened when you shaved me
was a lot of fun, but I was really afraid that it might change our
friendship."

     "That bothered me too," I said.  "That and the guilt feelings about
doing something behind Kathy's back."

     "I wasn't worried about that," he smiled.  "She and I tell each other
everything.  She told me that she would cut my nuts off if I ever slept
with another woman, but the idea of you and me being together didn't bother
her.  In fact, she made me promise that I'd tell her what we do...if we
do."

     "Well," I said leaning forward in my chair, "all three of us need to
be comfortable with what happens, otherwise it's not a good idea.."

     "Yeah," he leaned forward, "so what's 'comfortable'?"

     "I think that's more your call than mine.  You're the one who needs to
be able to say no."

     Kevin reached out and took hold of my right hand.  He leaned closer
until is face was just inches away from mine.  I closed my eyes, and I felt
his lips brush against mine and retreat.  I opened my eyes and looked at
him.  I put my other hand on the back of his neck and drew his head toward
mine.  This time when our mouths met I opened mine slightly.  I felt his
lips open in response.  That was followed by a gentle probing of his tongue
which I returned.  We broke the kiss and leaned back in our chairs.

     "I never kissed another guy before like that," he said.

     "Well, what was your response?"

     "It's not any different from kissing a woman," he smiled, "except that
I can feel your beard."

     I smiled in return, "I can go shave."

     "No.  It's okay.  Just different."

     He leaned forward again to kiss me, and this time he put his left hand
on the back of my head and began playing with my hair as we kissed.  This
kiss was more open mouthed than before.  Our tongues moved around and
explored the other's mouth.  As we broke the kiss this time, he took my
lower lip in between his teeth and bit down gently as he pulled away.  I
didn't hurt, quite the opposite.  I felt my dick begin to respond.

     "Are we going to stay here," I asked, "or do you want to go back
inside?"

     "Inside," was his throaty reply as he stood up.  It looked like there
was the beginnings of a tent in the front of his jeans.

     We took our wine glasses and the bottle into the bedroom.  We set the
bottle and glasses down on the bedside table and then looked at each other.

     "Okay," he said and took a deep breath.  He kicked off his shoes,
pulled his shirt off over his head, and opened the top button of his button
fly jeans.

     I pulled my shirt off and moved over to him so that our chests were
just barely touching.  Kevin's hair had almost completely grown back in
after our shaving episode in May, so I moved the palms of my hands lightly
over the surface of his chest hair.  He put his head back and closed his
eyes as I continued moving my hands, barely touching him.  He brought his
arms up so that his hands were resting lightly on my shoulders and then
began running his fingers up and down my upper arms.
     We leaned toward one another and kissed while continuing our light
caresses.  He moved backward onto the bed, and I followed.  Now I was lying
on top of him with my body pressed against his.  We continued kissing and
he started moving his hands up and down my back, kneading the muscles and
finally working his fingers just under the waist band of my jeans.
     I moved off him onto my left side.  I supported my head with my left
arm while moving my right hand in lazy circles around his chest and
nipples.  He closed his eyes again, and his breathing became deeper.  When
his nipples were hard, I moved my hand down onto his flat, hair covered
belly.  I felt his muscles move involuntarily when my fingers reached the
sensitive area between his navel and the open top of his jeans.
     I moved my hand down and began to undo the second button of his fly.
He raised his left hand slightly as if to stop me, but then he put it back
down on the bed.

     "Is this all right?" I whispered.

     He moaned softly in reply, and I completed unbuttoning the second
button exposing the top band of his white briefs.  I ran my finger along
the edge of his underwear and was rewarded with another intake of breath.
     I moved down to the third button.  He made no protesting move so I
undid that button and moved to the fourth and final button.  When that one
was opened, I was able to move my finger along the edge of his ever
enlarging prick.  It was bent over to the left by the restricting band of
his briefs.  As my finger traced its outline in the briefs, it moved
upwards.  I lifted the elastic band of his briefs, and his hard dick moved
to stand straight up.  The head was about halfway out of the foreskin with
a drop of precum glistening at the end of the head.  I ran my finger up the
shaft of his dick to the head and used my finger to spread the precum
around the tip of his penis.
     He moaned again and his hips moved slightly off the bed.  I moved down
on the bed and pulled on the legs of his jeans to remove them.  Kevin
lifted his hips to make it easier to get his pants past the curve of his
ass and at the same time he pushed down on the waist band of his briefs.
The result was that I pulled both his briefs and his jeans off at the same
time.
     He was now lying naked on my bed with his legs spread.  I leaned
forward and ran my tongue along the shaft of his nine inch cock.  He moaned
each time I ran my tongue along his length.  Finally, I began running my
tongue around the head of his penis which had now almost completely emerged
from his foreskin.  Kevin put his hands on the top of my head, and I took
the entire head of his cock into my mouth.

     "Oh, yeah!  Oh, jeez!  God, that feels so good!"

     His comments spurred me on, and I started moving my mouth up and down
on the shaft of his penis and then running my tongue around the head and
into the foreskin.  At the same time I started moving the fingers of my
right hand around on his balls.  The smell of him was
intoxicating...slightly musty and sweaty.
     I felt the skin on his scrotum become tighter.  I figured he was
getting close when he pulled me off his dick, sat up, and kissed me.  I
knew he could taste his dick and precum in my mouth.

     "That's fantastic, but I don't want to cum yet.  Let me do you for a
while."

     "Are you sure?" I asked.

     "Yes.  I've never had a blow job like that before.  It feels so good
that I want to see what it's like to give one."

     He pushed me backwards on the bed.  Between the two of us we managed
to get my jeans and underwear pulled off my body leaving both of us
completely naked.  He knelt between my legs and grasped my hard eight
inches with his hand.

     As he moved his mouth closer he said, "What do I do?"

     "Just do what you think would feel good on you, but watch the teeth."

     I saw him smile slightly and then he tentatively put his tongue on the
shaft of my dick.  He licked the shaft for a few moments and then moved up
to the head and engulfed it with his mouth.  I could feel his tongue moving
around on the head of my dick, exploring the taste and feel.  I knew I was
producing a lot of precum because the front of my underwear had been almost
soaked when we'd pulled them off earlier.

     He removed his mouth from around my dick and said, "Not bad.  Slippery
and salty.  How am I doing?"

     "You're doing great," I encouraged him.

     He put his mouth back down around my prick and began to move slowly up
and down.  His hand began to play with my balls, and his other hand began
moving around on my hip, stomach, and up to my pecs.  It was obvious that
this was his first time giving head, but he had a real talent for it.  His
teeth scrapped across my dick once and I winced.

     "Sorry," he mumbled briefly taking his mouth off my cock.

     He went back to working on it with his tongue and mouth.  His fingers
moved around my balls and brushed across my perineum near my asshole.  He
began to stroke my dick with his hand as he worked his mouth up and down on
it.  I knew I wouldn't last long like this so I pulled him off my dick.
     We lay side by side, kissing and playing with each other for a while;
then I moved down and took his dick in my mouth again.  I used my hand to
pull down on the shaft of his cock so that the foreskin was completely
retracted from the head.  Then I lowered my mouth onto his dick and began
moving up and down running my tongue across the head of his dick every
time.  I gently played with his heavy ball sac with my other hand.

     "Oh God, I'm coming," he moaned.

     I put my mouth all the way down to his pubic hair just as he shot a
heavy load into the back of my throat.  I barely had time to swallow the
first load before he shot another and then another into my waiting mouth.
     I took my mouth off him, and he pulled me up and kissed me.  His
tongue entered my mouth, and I knew he could taste the remains of his cum.
He flipped me over on my back and slowly moved his mouth down from my chin
to my neck, chest, stomach, and then finally to my throbbing erection.  He
took it in his mouth and began to pump it with one hand while moving his
mouth up and down at the same time.

     I warned him that I was about to cum.  He pulled his mouth off my dick
just as I let go with my first shot.  It hit him squarely in the face.
Almost instantly, his mouth was around my dick again, and I shot the
remains of my load into his mouth.  He pulled off my dick, and wiped my cum
off his face with the bed sheet.
     He lay back down on the bed on his right side.  I turned to lie on my
left facing him.

     "You didn't have to take it in your mouth," I said.

     "I know, but you took me, and I wanted this to be an equal exchange.
I don't want you to think I'm just using you as a wet mouth to get my rocks
off."

     "After those kisses, Kev, there's no way I could think that."

     He reached over and drew me into an embrace.

     We lay wrapped in each others arms for several minutes, and then he
said that he needed to get home.  I knew he was right so I didn't protest.

     We got dressed and then I walked him to the door.  He turned and gave
me another hug and kiss.

     "Thanks, Gary.  Can I come back some time?"

     "You bet, but Kathy has to know ahead of time."

     He agreed to that condition, climbed into his car, and drove off.

                        *******

     The next morning Kathy called.  She told me that Kevin had told her
all about the previous night.  She thanked me for helping both of them and
reassured me that she was fine with the whole idea of Kevin and I having
sex on occasion.


(To be continued)