Date: Sun, 3 May 1998 19:06:44 EDT
From: Phoenixfr <Phoenixfr@aol.com>
Subject: Indecent Arrangement 4, 5, and 6

Standard Disclaimer: If your under legal age to read this in your state or
country of residence please don't.  It gives a very bias version of gay sex
and might mess with your little head.  If your offended by two men having
sex, move on.

I give permision for this story to be posted on alt.sex.stories.gay.moderated
and thier archive at http://www.assgm.com, as well as the nifty archives, and
no other site with my permission. Praise and constructive criticism welcome,
flames groaned at ...


It has taken me a while to move on with this story.  Not because I lost
interest but because I haven't been in good health lately, due to a neck
injury.  Thanx for all your letters etc.

Praise and constructive criticism welcome, flames groaned at.  As some of
you have pointed out I leave out a lot of description.  I personally like
stories that leave something to my imagination.

Indecent Arrangement IV
The Surprises Never End
by Phoenix

Eric and I lay in his bed (which I must admit is unusual since we usually
met at my house), with the evidence of our latest session all over us.  My
finger nails lightly brushed his nipples, which were always sensitive,
especially during afterglow.  To tell the truth, I did it cause it was the
best way to get him going again.

"So why does your dad want to talk to me now?  We've been friends for almost
two years now and he has never even spoken to me."

"I think it has to do something with the trip he's on right now.  I found it
kinda funny that he was taking a trip to the same town where we are going to
college.  Maybe he's just being overprotective.  He always has been.
Especially since Mom left him.  That's really why we spend so much time over
at your place.  Maybe he just wants to meet you formally before we leave."

"What makes no sense to me is that he's never even spoken to me and now he
wants to meet with me.  I mean I've seen him and that friend of his at our
matches and stuff, and we know who each other is but that's it"

"Well to tell you the truth I asked him to leave you alone.  He's okay.
Like I said he's just over protective."

Suddenly the door to Eric's bedroom opened and, speak of Satan (before we
got a hold of him and turned him into Satin), there was Eric's father, home
from his trip unexpectedly.  We might have noticed had we not been ... busy.
His eyes scanned over us and for a moment he seemed surprised.  He would
have to be stupid not to know what we were up to.

"Dad!!! How many times have I asked you to knock?"

He just kinda stood there for a minute, and then our eye's met.  Like I said
before Eric's father had a real presence about him.  If I hadn't been hard
already ...  Anyway, the feeling was mutual.  I don't have to tell you how
I knew, or where Eric got his good looks and size from.

"Eric, have your friend get cleaned up and meet David and me in my study."
Then he just turned and left. Now I don't shock easily but I gotta admit I
was both surprised and scared.

Eric led me to his shower, soaping us both up and rinsing us off.  "What
the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Just kinda shell shocked I guess.  Usually when fathers have found me with
their sons it usually doesn't turn out very well."

"Don't worry, just trust me."

I didn't want to tell him that only one person had ever made me react the
way his father had, and that was Eric himself.

I was further shocked when we returned his bedroom and Eric stopped me
when I reached for my clothes.  "Just trust me and come on."

Eric led me down to his father's study and even his gorgeous ass couldn't
keep my mind off what was about to happen.  I had images of the cops waiting
for me, or worse yet a torture wheel for punishment, running through my
mind. Before I knew it though Eric shoved me through the door and
disappeared.

Eric's father sat behind his desk and looked me up and down.  "Turn around
slowly," he said.  I hesitated for a minute and did what he said, still
rock hard and throbbing.

"You can call me Frank, and this is David."

I had never really seen David up close, and boy was he a sight.  Far away
he just looked like your average tall, blond guy.  Up close he was gorgeous.
Together they were like yin/yang.

David was almost as tall as me, and had that "big man on campus, captain of
the football team, charming as a cobra look"  Frank, looked more like Eric,
not too tall but with those perfect dark good looks.

"So what makes you think your good enough for my son?" Frank asked rather
abruptly.

"Well so far so good," I said and then kinda caught myself.  I am such
a smart ass sometimes.

Frank just looked at me, but David burst out laughing.  "Well he's got looks
and spirit"

Frank gave David a stern look.  There was something that felt really
familiar about the two of them that had been nagging at me, and I suddenly
realized what it was.

"David I'm just looking after my son."

David started to open his mouth but a look from me silenced him.  Like a
moment of clarity he suddenly knew I knew what was up. Which is funny cause
my "gaydar" has never been very ... specific.

"Well," I said as I walked around the desk and basically sat down on it
right in front of Frank, half straddling him.  "I bet I could give David
here something to worry about, if I had anything to prove to you.  Which as
far as I am concerned I don't.  I love your son.  I've been what he's needed
for 2 years and if I have anything to say about it, I will be for as long as
he wants me."

David again just burst out laughing again, only this time Frank joined him.
"The kid has balls," David laughed.

Frank calmed down and just looked in my eye's.  "I can see that, and I do
believe you love my son, or think you do.  I just don't want him hurt."

"Anyone who wants to hurt Eric has to go through me and that ain't easy."

"I bet it isn't."

"I think I am getting the picture here, aren't I?"

David smiled, "yeah, I think you are."

"All along I thought Eric and I were just a twist of fate, something that
just happened.  He doesn't talk about it much, and to tell the truth he
doesn't talk about you that much and David not at all.
 ... He was looking for me wasn't he?  This isn't a one time thing.  It's
 some kinda family tradition isn't it?"

David nodded, kneeled down and slipped his arm over Frank's shoulder.  I
met David's gaze.  We seemed to be having some sort of silent communication.

"I knew that boy couldn't have been an amateur.  I bet you hated to loose
him."

David smiled, "he's my boy too, you know."

"So, Frank you just needed to see if I was in it for the long term.  I'm
supposed to be David for Eric."

Frank looked down at my still erect cock, though I wasn't sure he was
looking at it specifically, more just like looking down in thought.  "Did
he tell you why my wife left me last year?"

"No."

"After 20 years she couldn't take anymore.  She knew about David, though I
respected her wishes and we never did anything in her house.  She couldn't
take me too often, most women can't.  She just got to the point that she
couldn't share me anymore, but couldn't be all I needed and she left.  She
knew I couldn't give up David.  We've been together for almost 30 years now,
since we were younger than you and Eric were when you met.  Instead of
making me choose she chose for me."

"I just want to know that you won't do that to Eric."

"I am in Eric's life til he tells me he doesn't want me anymore."

"You've got to know about Eric's sex drive by now.  Kinda runs in our
family with big dicks, and bi-sexuality.  My only other question is can
you keep up with him."

"Mr. Steward ... Frank.  Did Eric ever tell you about the first time Eric
had sex with me?"

"No. He has talked about you with me probably as much as he has talked to
you about me."

David cleared his throat.  "Frank, he serviced 9 other guys and Eric and
still made Eric cum 4 times in less than 24 hours.  Which I gotta admit
isn't near Eric's quota, but still ..."

It was kinda funny really.  I looked at David in shock, because there was
still a lot about Eric I didn't know, while Frank looked at me in shock.

I returned my eyes to Frank and gave him a quirky smile.  "Frank, before
Eric it took 10 guys couldn't satisfy me."  I bent down and reached into
Franks lap for the pole I had seen early.  (Still hard, big surprise)
"Course instead of shooting my mouth off I could show you. Couldn't I?"

Frank seemed flustered for a minute.

"Don't worry Frank, if it meant not losing Eric I would sleep with Dom
Deloise.  Besides, you know you want it.  Anyway, David's had Eric so it's
only fair don't you think?"

Frank just didn't seem to know if me being as intuitive as I was, was a good
thing just yet, so I really didn't let him answer.  I pushed the chair
back from the desk with my feet and was on my knees before he knew what
was happening.  I pressed my face into his crotch and started mouthing
him through his slacks.

"I've given Eric 4 blowjobs and he's fucked me twice today.  It would have
been a three times but we got interrupted.  You owe me Frank."  I stood up,
turned around, spread my legs and leaned over the desk.  "Gonna join us
David?"

David didn't need any encouragement.  He was half way naked before I felt
Frank's breath on my cheeks.

David was just beautiful.  He had a natural build like Eric and Frank, but
they looked more like they got theirs from working out.  Dark blond hair
lightly covered most of his front, and he was almost as big as Eric in
the dick department.  He was uncut which was sort of a novelty to me, but
thankfully he had one of those foreskins which almost disappeared when he
got hard.  I just have no idea what to do with foreskins, other than get
them out of the way.

Frank went to work on my ass, his tongue doing things only Eric had done
before, while David kneeled on the desk in front of me.

"Shit, Frank, big dicks and incredible sex drives aren't the only thing
that run in the family," I exclaimed.

I looked up to see David beaming with pride as I started to shake, over the
vigorous tongue lashing.  I wiped the smirk off his face.  I swallowed his
huge dick in one gulp, and made him almost lose it right there.  When I
mean swallow, I MEAN SWALLOW.

"Oh hell, Frank you have got to try this kid's mouth.  Shit, he took the
whole thing," David panted.  So I took my mouth off him, spun around,
and in no time at all Franks pants were around his ankles and his huge
cock, a little wider but just as long as Eric's (Yes, knowing Eric was
going to fill out a little more did excite me).

Franks reaction was very similar to David's which just got me off more.
They both were no amateurs but I still managed to surprised them.
If my mouth wasn't so full I would have been the one smirking.

Frank then practically threw me onto my back on the desk and David's cock
was waiting.  He threw my legs into the air and soon I felt the head of
his stiff prick at my back door, David's dick down my throat and mine down
his. If Eric hadn't just fucked me twice it wouldn't have gone in as easy
as it did.

That feeling of fullness took over and as soon as he hit my prostate I was
shocking him again.  He might have been fucking ass for 30 years but he
just never fucked me.  You hit my prostate and my ass goes wild.  I am
sure Frank had to wonder just who was fucking who.

I was in seventh heaven.  A big cock down my throat and a big cock up my
ass.  "I'd give you more kid I just don't have anymore to give you," Frank
whispered in my ear.

"I don't think you have to worry about him keeping up with Eric, Frank.
I would worry more about Eric."

I pulled David's cock out of my mouth and just looked up at David.  "You'll
get your turn, David.  Don't worry.  You'll get your turn."


Three hours later I walked into Eric's room and collapsed on his bed.  I
needed another shower but I just didn't have the energy.

Eric looked at me like I had grown another head.

"I think your dad just accepted me into the family, hon.  By the way, he
was in Stafford buying us a condo so we don't have to live in the dorms. 
More privacy.  He knows I was worth the effort, now"

I don't remember much after that.  I just passed right out, and woke up in
Eric's arms, surprisingly clean.  There isn't any place I'd rather be.

Two weeks later we left for Stafford.  Frank and David had kind of a
family barbecue to send us off and invited my dad, and what seemed like 50
of Eric's closest relatives. A few of my relatives from my Mom's family
were able to come.  The three of them really hit it off.

More times than I could count I was pulled aside and told to "take care
of our boy".  You wouldn't believe how many triples were there.

As the barbecue was ending my dad met up with me, walking kinda funny, and
announced that he would be moving in with Frank and David.  I had told
them he would be alone and to take care of him for me.  They must have
misunderstood, but who cares.  The three of them looked happy and I know I
was.


Indecent Arrangement V
An unexpected Twist
by Phoenix

"You are such a SLUT!"

"No more than you."

"I'm only a slut with you."

"Oh ... yeah ... right.  Mr. Girlfriend of the month club."

"Hey! That's not fair.  You know I'm honest with you about that shit.  They
can't take me like you can, Phoenix"

"Eric, you left me alone for three days.  I only slept with one guy and
only once.  You can't just feed me a flood and expect me to get by without
water for 3 days.  You can't just turn me off and on like a faucet."

"Besides, you expect me to believe you only slept with Kat three times the
whole weekend?"

"I told you, I fucked her once, she gave me a couple blowjobs and a
couple handjobs.  I ate her out a few times and she was happy."

That was it!! the fucker wasn't lying to me!! "Bullshit.  You expect me
to believe that crap.  That you were saving yourself for me.  Bullshit.
Look yourself in the mirror and say that."

He hung his head and did his usual guilty shuffle.  "Okay, okay.  I got
a couple of blowjobs in a couple of johns."

"Errriiiiicccc."

"Okay seven, but I didn't enjoy them."

We laughed.  I hated when he did that.  I would get so pissed at him and
then he would say the right thing to make me laugh, and I just couldn't
be mad anymore.

"Come on Eric what's really bothering you.   Don't it take out on me,
talk to me."

He mumbled something toward me.  So of course I asked him to say it again.
duh.  "She broke up with me."

"And again you aren't going to tell me why are you?"

"Dude, I can't.  I don't want to."

"Eric, just tell me."

He shuffled around looking at his feet for a second.  He looked like a
little boy when he did that.  I almost expected him to pout.

"It's you.  I tell them about you, and they either won't share me or think
I'm some kinda pervert."

"Well the one I can't argue with ... Well, truthfully I can't argue
with either of those excuses."

"Awww shut up, Phoenix.  I just ..."  He hesitated on the verge of saying
something then went silent.

"Eric, look.  I've been pretty good so far.  I didn't say anything about
David, in fact I think I owe him a debt of gratitude.  I didn't say
anything about you not tell me your family tradition.  But we've been
together for 3 years, and I'm a little sick of your not saying shit."

"I mean one minute your sharing your deepest and darkest and the next
your clamming up.  Would you just cut the crap?"

Eric look at me side-ways, then back to the kitchen floor.  "I can't give
you up, Phoenix."  His eyes started to get glassy, and at that moment I
realized that in 3 years I'd never seen Eric cry.  I don't know why but I
just didn't realize til he was about to.

"I just can't give you up.  It scares me," he blubbered, whip his sleeve
across his nose.  "I'm scared to open up all the way, cause I'm scared
you might walk out in front of a bus, and I just couldn't deal with it."
His voice became almost a whisper.  "Most of all, I'm scared of that
happening and not telling you I love you before it happened.  That you
wouldn't know."

"You tell me and show me every day, and I'm scared to show you and not
show you."

All I could do was hold him.  Cause, of course I started crying too.

"I know, Eric.  I've always known.  You show me.  You really do.  But not
when you hold things back."

"We're a package, Phoenix.  I can't be with a woman who would make me
give you up or keep you somewhere.   Mom did that with David and I hated
it.  David's the only one I could talk to before you.  I mean he was
supposed to be like teaching me about how I felt and takin care of me til
you came along, but it was more than that.  In a strange way, he felt more
like a parent than either of my parents ... Sometimes."

"I know it hurt him and I don't want to do that to you.  I don't want to
do that to my kid, if I ever had one.  I couldn't take a wife that would
expect me too.  Your my best friend, brother, and lover all rolled into
one.  I just couldn't do it, and I can't give you up."

"Eric, you don't have to hold back with me.  And I'm sure there is a wife
out there for you.  Maybe keeping it a secret from them isn't a good idea
to start with.  I don't know.  But, don't hold stuff back from me, Eric.
It hurts."

"Phoenix, there is one other thing I've been holding back."

"What's that."

Eric started to speak a few times, then seemed to start over again and
again.  For a few minutes he just couldn't get it out.

"You've never asked but I know you want to, and I've wanted to for a long
time, but just couldn't ...  Well you see ... Um, that is."  Then he
mumbled at me again.  God I hate that.  I hate to say "what?"  But I love
him so it's one of those annoying things he does every day that I just
put up with.

Ranting.  Aren't I?  Where was I?

"Ever since that time with your dad, I've wanted you to fuck me.  Um, I
mean make love to me.  I'm mean you just didn't ask at first so I never
really thought about it.  Then you fucked your Dad, and kept doing it, and
well.  Why don't you want to fuck me?"

"Eric, sheesh, I've let you call most of the shots.  You know that.  I
just left it up to you.  Maybe I should stop doing that."

"Well I want it," he said sheepishly.

"Thank God," and with that I picked him up and started carrying him to
the bedroom.

"Phoenix, this having a boyfriend is one thing, but do we have to be so
faggy about it?"

"Eric, you weren't even faggy when you cried. Not even one girlish sob"

"Really?"

"You weren't.  You even look manly, as I am carrying you to our bed to
lose your anal virginity."

We laughed.  We do that.  Oh did I mention we were naked?  We were home
alone.  What else would you expect?

"So, which way do you think is easiest?"

"Well, let's see.  Sit on my face (and his face lit up) and then sit on
my dick (and he looked scared).  Hey don't worry.  All those times, I was
rimming you before, I was looking for the easiest and fastest way to
loosen you up."  I grinned.

"Besides you know that thing you do to me I like so much?"

"Yeah."

"Well if you sit on it, I can do it to you."

"Oh shit."

I nodded, then lay him down on the bed, then jumped in on my back.

"Now, come on baby.  I've been waiting 3 years for this and I am gonna
make you feel goooodd."

Eric practically jumped on my face.  I hadn't seen him this eager to get
rimmed in years.  He was almost on par with ... Well, me.

He straddled my chest and stuck his butt over my face.  Which I know was
hard for him cause he hates to be put in anything resembling an "unmanly
position."

Oh I love his ass.  Still, After 3 years all I had to do was see him walk
out the room (or walk into it really) and I was hard as a rock.  Which
gave him something to do.

His ass hovered over me.  I blew at his pink hole, and watched it wink at
me, before diving in and running my tongue along his crack.  I felt a
shiver run through him as my tongue brushed his hole lightly.  I found
the opening and circled it slowly, back and forth, spreading his cheeks
even wider.  Already, he was loosening up.  To tell the truth, he's almost
as anally sensitive as I am.  Which, of course made me want to fuck him
all the more.

Soon I was as deep as I could go, my face buried in his almost hairless
crack.  Enjoying the smooth feel and sweet taste, while he had a strangle
hold on my cock.

"Shit I just gotta suck it," he mumble.  He then leaned over and took the
head of my cock in his mouth.  Which in turn, since he was shorter than
me, took his ass away from my mouth.  Well that was okay cause that meant
his bull balls were hanging in my face.  I couldn't resist taking one in
my mouth and then the other, back and forth til they were both soaked in
spit.

Then I saw his dick, and well ... it's just so hard to see it without at
least sucking it.  So I cover my fingers in spit and start playing with
his hole, and eventually finger fucking him, while we are 69ing.  In
minutes we've both gone way to far, and start shooting down each other's
throats.

"Oh shit.  I'm sorry, hon.  I just couldn't help myself."

"Eric?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you feel relaxed?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you see me going down?"

"Nope"

"Are you going down?"

"Nope"

"Then shut up and sit on my cock."

He turned around, straddling my stomach, and reached down and gave me a
kiss, then let out a nervous sigh.  He then stood up so he could squat
down on my cock.  Which was, like his ass, pretty much covered in spit.
He guided me to his hole and we both tried to pry him open with gentle
force.  Soon I was half way buried in him.

"Oh shit, this hurts."

"Well, take it out and then sit back down on it like I do sometime.  I
don't know why but it works."

He did, and soon I was buried in him.  He started bouncing up and down,
and started to get into it and then it happened.  I hit his prostate and
he practically tried take out my pelvis getting more of me in him.

I couldn't take much more.  So I lifted him up, still impaled on my cock
and threw him on his back.  I started fucking him long, hard and fast.

"Oh shit, Phoenix.  This is almost as good as fucking you."

"Almost?  I really haven't gotten to the good part yet."

I wrapped my arms around him so I could sit up on my heels.  Being bigger
it was easy to fuck him by just rocking back and forth slightly, so I
could take the head of his enormous cock in my mouth.  I could only get
about half of it in, but I don't think Eric cared.  He was just going wild.
I wasn't near ready but he was pretty close and soon he was shooting off
another huge load in my mouth.

"Oh hell that was good."

Still leaning down I started licking his cock.  Eric is one of those guys
who usually goes soft right after he cums, though he is quite easy to get
back up, and cums very often. (If I have anything to do with it)
"Not done." I said licking his rod, then diving for his nipples, then right
back to his cock.

I musta fucked him for an hour.  I'm just like that.  The more I cum the
longer it takes to cum next time.  With Eric around though that's never a
problem.

Finally, we both were getting close again.  My mouth left his neck and
went back to his rod and we both came screaming.  Well.  I was really
mumbling, hard to scream with a huge cock and a load in your mouth.

I just dropped on top of him, my dick buried in his ass, which still felt
warm but a lot more ... relaxed, and kissed him.

"How was that?"

"We have to do that again.  I don't think I can for a couple hours but if
your game, I'm game."

"Your not gonna stop fucking me are you?"

"Hell No.  You weren't that good."

We laughed.  We do that.


The original idea for this story, goes on from here.  Let me know if you
want more.


Indecent Arrangement 6
The Next Generation
by Phoenix
Phoenixfr@aol.com

I stood before the scar in the ground ahead of me.  Her son in my arms,
thin little arms wrapped around my neck, his face pressed against my
black silk shirt, his little bottom in my big hand.  Her husband stood at
my right, a habit that we developed, except now she was not at his other
side.

For some reason, I was taking it harder than either of them.  Maybe, it's
because it happened just like it had with my mother.  Cancer, and she was
dead before we knew it was there.

>From the first she had never been my rival.  She was more like my partner
in crime.  The crime?  Loving a man who could never get or give enough love.
A crime well worth it's wieght in gold, or anything else rare and precious
for that matter.

No, she had never been my rival.  From the start she had only sought find her
own place in our lives, rather than take my place, and I loved her for it.
Yes, my partner in crime, my confidant, the sister I never had, that was who
she was.  You'd think I would be the uneffected one that was consoling my lover
and his son, but I wasn't.  I shared thier grief.  I could feel David behind
me, consoling Frank, who lost a woman who was both daughter and friend, I just
couldn't share in his support.

I think that was the difference between David and I.  He was always made to
feel the outsider, until Frank's wife left him.  I was always made more than
welcome.  Like the night we met.

I had stopped at the store, on the way home from the gym.  Once a week I would
practically spend the night there.  Some times Eric joined me and sometimes he
didn't.  It had been one of those nights that he didn't.  He had a date with
Karen.

I had heard about Karen, of course, but had never met her.  Eric and her had
been dating, at the time, for about six months.  For some reason, Eric had gone
to great lengths to keep us apart.  I had been surprised, he had stopped doing
that years ago.  He had gotten hurt to many times that way.

I had a feeling about Karen though.  As soon as he started talking about her I
knew she was the one.  When you spend years being the quiet one you just know
these things.  As I say frequently, "Shut up and you might actually hear
something. *blink* *blink* *sweet smile*"

Anyway I was walking in the door when I first saw her, and it made me drop the
groceries.  Not because she was hideous or gorgeous, which she was in an
extremely exotic way.  She had long dark auburn hair, parted on the side, that
seemed to flow in a wave down her back.   Her brown eyes were bright but
slightly sad, and she did this almost Egyptian thing with her eyeliner that
made her look like a cat.  She had high cheeck bones and a full mouth with
large pouty lips.  Her neck was long and slender, cascading to delicate
shoulders.  Her breasts were full, and an attractive shape, to me at least, and
even though she was sitting I could tell her slightly wide hip would only
compliment a small waste.  Her look was almost pagan in her simple complexity.
She seemed almost delicate, but with a strength you couldn't see until you
looked into her eyes.  But it wasn't her looks that shocked me.  No, it was
that she was alone, on our coach, watching our video.  OUR VIDEO!

During College one of our friends, who we didn't know at the time was gay,
walked in on us.  We were doing that thing where I ride Eric's cock as he sucks
me off.  Believe me it's more fun to do than write about.  Like getting suck
off from the inside and the outside at the same time.

So anyway, this friend, Chuck, walks in on us.  We are all into it and don't
realize he's there, until just after we both cum.  We both feel cum flying at
us from an odd direction.  We turn around and there is Chuck, pants around his
ankles, cum still flying out of his dick.

"LORD GODDESS, that was HOT!," he exclaimed.  I laughed.  Not because of what
he did but because my mind said, "How rude to waste a nice load like that on
the floor."  The way my mind worked, and still works, just killed me at times.

Anyway this is when we learned what we didn't know about poor little rich boy
Chuck.  His father was a big deal in the pornography business.

So Chuck comes up with the wild idea about introducing us to his father and
seeing if he can't break us into the biz.  Well he does, and after our
"audition" and his father discovers, not only that our little trick goes both
ways, but that we would just assume have sex for hours on end without stop,
covering ourselves in as much cum as possible.

It was a fun experience, making love with a crew of about 20 people watching.
It was also fun to watch it later, spending hours jacking each other off.  We
only did the one cause to tell the truth we found it distracting to our sex.
So what we ended up with is a 4 hour video of Eric and me doing everything we
like to do for as long as we want to and as many times as we want to, it took
about 10 hours and they never asked to retake a shot.  Karen is on our coach
watching it.  Eric is not there.  Which is a bad way for any girlfriend to find
out about her boyfriends extra curicular activities.  (Don't ask me how I knew
it was her, I just did)

Just as I am picking up the groceries Eric walks out from the kitchen, carrying
three glasses.  "Oh hey, it's about time you got home.  You have a little
accident?"

"Um ... yeah." I said as I stooped to pick up the groceries scattered all over
the floor.  Finished with my task I stood up.

"This is Karen.  Karen this is Phoenix."

"Hi, love the video by the way."

I just looked at Eric, a knowing smile on my face.  Yes, this was the one.
"Nice to finally meet you.  Eric's told me a lot about you."

"Yes, and he's recently told me a lot about you.  Course I already knew about
you anyway."

Eric's head whipped to her direction, and his jaw dropped shut.  Obviously, the
was news to Eric.

"Stan told me about your situation before he introduced you to me.  After
thinking it over, I thought I would fit in just perfectly."

I laughed.  Eric sputtered.  He still thinks no one can shock him.

"Well, Eric, you know I love you big cock of yours, but you leave me
practically raw.  This way we are all happy, right?"

Eric and I just looked at each other and knodded.  What? We are going to argue?
Eric set down the drinks, while I put the groceries away. Thank God we didn't
need milk.

When I came out Karen had moved to the chair next to the coach.  Eric was
sitting next to her at one end of the coach.  With one hand he held hers, and
with the other he patted the space next to him, signalling me to sit beside
him.  I sat down and he kissed me hello. I was a little nervous about kissing
him in front of Karen, but out of the corner of my eye I could see her beaming
her approval.  Which considering my life and situation I shouldn't have found
as strange as I did.

"You look like you've had a hard day.  Why don't you lay down?"

After a questioning look to Eric, I stretched out and laid down with my head in
Eric's lap.  His cock immediately started to snake down his leg, and out of
habit I carressed it, stroking and every now and again mouthing it's length
through his jeans.  His hands traveled up and down my back and buttocks, making
me feel nice and relaxed, then found my groin and went back again.

The scene on the big screen TV was what I considered the most erotic one.  Eric
was fucking me from behind, doggy style.  Because I am so much taller than him,
he had to literally climb on top of me to fuck me like that.  Which made the
scene erotic to me, giving it an almost animal quality.  I stroked Eric harder
as I watched.

"Love, stop teasing," Eric pleaded.

I looked up at Eric and then Karen.  She just looked at me and said, "Oh don't
mind me. I've had my fill for a few days."

I was kinda shocked at first but even after 10 years I couldn't refuse Eric's
cock.  So I unbottoned his jeans and slid them slowly down his legs, while he
fished my cock out of my pants.  Karen watched as I licked up and down his pole
looking lovingly into his eyes.  He moaned and then bent to take my cock in his
mouth. My lips brushed lightly up and down his pole and I then slowly licked
the huge head.

"Come on, Honey.  Stop teasing," he moaned before replacing his mouth on my
cock.  So I buried the whole thing in my throat, stopping at his pubic bush to
squeezes it gently and rythmically with my throat.  Karen gasped, and he
released my cock from his mouth and moaned, replacing his mouth with his hand.

He leaned over me and I could tell he was kissing Karen.  I was surprised but
not a bit jealose when he asked her to drop her pants and sit on the arm of the
coach.  I felt her leg brush my head as she complied.

Soon all three of us were moaning, and while I couldn't see I knew Eric was
eating her pussy.  He switched back and forth from eating her and fisting me,
to eating me and fingering her.

It was the kind of teasing that makes me so hot.  His lips traveling up and
down my cock.  His tongue lapping my head and carressing my shaft.  His troat
enclosing me and softly milking my cock.   Then suddenly the cool open  air
would hit my cock, followed by Eric's warm, soft hand.  Then just as suddenly
the warm wetness of his mouth enfolded my cock.  It was strange for me.  I had
only been with enough women to know I wasn't interested, but I knew Eric was in
heaven, and I don't know about Karen but he was doing an admiral job on me.

Soon Karen was practically screaming his name.  With my lips I could feel
Eric's soft, hard shaft start to soft pump.  Then it started to jerk
sporatically, followed by his sweet load pumping into my mouth. Eric hurried to
get his mouth over my cock as his fluid gathered in my mouth, and finally I
exploded into his.

After draining the last of his seed, I lifted my head toward Karen and kissed
her, sharing the reward of my labors.  Somehow it was felt very symbolic.  My
mouth left Karen's and found Eric's, and he shared my load with me, mixed with
Karen's juices.  He broke our kiss short to share the rest of my load with
Karen.

She smiled down at me, "Thanks. Don't you just love his cum?" Then slyly added,
"And yours is pretty good too."

That event just tells so much about us.  Of course we all had our times alone,
but frequently we would share Eric.  Only a couple times did I actively
participate on Karen's end, but she became too much like a sister for it to
happen often.

It wasn't uncommon for her to come in the kitchen for breakfast to find me
fucking her husband on the kitchen table.  It also wasn't uncommon for her to
join in by licking his hard cock as I fucked him.  We were very free and
unselfish with each other.  All three of us were satified, sexually,
emotionally and mentally.

Then just a year later, now 9 years ago, Karen got pregnant.  It made life very
interesting.  Both Eric and I were doting expectant father's.  When Eric was
told only he could "participate" in the birth, both Eric and Karen threw fits,
and if you've ever tried to argue with a mother in labor you know who won.

The biggest thing of all and the one thing that set Karen's place in my heart,
was when she turned to me after the birth and asked me if I wanted to hold "our
son".  To the casual observer she might have meant, Eric and her when she said
"our", but one look in her eye's told me better. From that moment he was "our
son," and Karen went out of her way to make sure I knew that was true.  Karen
was mommy, Eric was daddy, and I was poppy.  But I don't think women are meant
to last in our world.


Now I reached down and lifting by his chin, a young Eric's face, with Karen's
bright, sad eyes.  The last shovel of dirt had just been placed on her grave.
"Ready to go home now, squirt," I asked through tearful eyes.  He slowly
nodded.  My eyes and Erics met.  We both looked around, noticing we were the
only one's left.  The three of us leaned in for a supportive hug, then slowly
walked toward the entrance of the cemetary, hand in hand.

Goodbye, Karen.  We will raise our son well.  You will never be forgotten.

The End


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Phoenix