Date: Sat, 26 Jan 2002 20:09:37 -0700
From: Clone Buggs <cqsqfq@hotmail.com>
Subject: Across the Alley part 4

Across the Alley IV

	Jack and I hit it off very well sexually, and we seemed to fit together as
people.  We had two things in common that made us a proper fit; Dale and
John.  We talked about them for a long time, and I saw what he wanted for
them and I whole heartedly agreed.  I suggested that if we pooled our
resources, it would be easier to accomplish, and we'd all benefit from the
combination of our lives together.
	Since he'd just signed a one year lease on the house across the alley, he
didn't think he could get out of it so easily, but I suggested he read his
lease to see if there was a sublet clause.  If there was, we'd find a new
tenant, and he and the boys could move in with me.  My larger house would
accommodate us all easily, and by living together as a family, we could get
to know each other better faster.
	"My house is paid off," I told him, cuddled with him on my king sized bed.
The two of us were naked, and lay stroking each others hair and body.  The
sex had been good, if a bit tentative on his part.  He'd not had much
experience making love to another man.  There were things I could teach him,
and the lessons would be wonderful for the both of us.
	"With the rent money you'd be saving, the boy's education fund would grow
faster, and we could live off my income as a writer.  I'm certainly not
rich, but I get along, and even can put enough away every year for a nice
trip somewhere in the world.  I love to travel."
	"How can I contribute,"  His dark eyes, are languid as they searched mine.
	"You think not being alone all the time wouldn't be a contribution?  Jack,
I've been alone for so long, I've forgotten what it was like having someone
to love in my life.  With you and the boys, suddenly I have a surfeit of
people to love."
	"You haven't had a lover before?"
	"None to speak of.  I've certainly had my share of men, but for some
reason, only one long term relationship, and that was in my thirties, and
only lasted two years."
	"What happened?"
	"The usual.  His name was Marc, and I loved him dearly, but he had a wild
streak that couldn't settle down with just one man.  He loved the bar scene,
and it kind of got out of hand for him.  He's dead now."
	"AIDS?"  I nodded.  He leaned over and kissed me tenderly on the mouth.
"I'm sorry," he whispered.
	"Don't be.  It's way in the past now.  I haven't had a steady lover since
he died.  I've occasional made do with guys I've met on the internet, but
I've always played safe with them, just like you and I did a bit ago.  It's
the only way to be safe from the scourge."
	"We'll always have to use condoms?"
	"We'll get tested, and if we are both negative, and take an oath of
monogamy, we might begin to trust each other enough to dispense with the
rubbers...But it is a serious oath, that can't be broken, because both our
lives depend on it."
	"I understand."
	"I don't think you do exactly.  You're only out to me, and the boys, but as
you grow into your gay persona, you might feel the need to sample other guys
now and then.  Hell, I might even get the urge to sample.  Lord knows I've
had a roving eye in the past.  Gay men are not noted for their monogamous
lifestyles.  My guess is that one day you or I will be tempted by some good
looking hunk, and we'll give into our desires."
	"I wouldn't..."
	"Don't say that Jack.  I know more about it right now than you do.  Trust
me, if you got the chance to bed Brendan Frazer, you would in a New York
Minute.  The funny thing about it is, I wouldn't hold it against you.  I'd
do the same given the opportunity.  The most we can hope for, is that the
love, our love, will grow into a strong bond, that allows us to treat each
other with total respect and honesty.  If we do get tempted and give in to
it, in all honesty, we will tell the other one about the incident, and
remember to play safe with a condom."
	"I don't think it will happen Dave.  I'm not a promiscuous guy.  I was true
to my wife the whole time I was married to her."
	"I'm sure you were, but I'm telling you now, You are going to go through
some changes, and one of those changes is that you'll begin to look at guys
differently.  Some of them will look back, and if the nature of the beast
hasn't changed dramatically, and I'm sure it hasn't, you'll eventually get
hit on, and truthfully, you'll find it hard to resist the compliment.  After
all, it's just sex. Right?"
	"I guess so."
	"I'm hungry.  Are you?  I haven't eaten very much since I last talked with
the boys, worried about meeting you and how I'd handle it.  I thought about
dragging you into my back yard, and beating the shit out of you."
	"Why didn't you?  I deserved it."
	"You looked too much like a pitiful puppy that knew he'd done something
bad, and needed to be punished for it."  He grinned at me and nodded.  You
call the boys, and Let's all go out for Chinese or Mexican food, and we'll
tell them what we've talked about."
	I headed for the bathroom, while he dialed his phone number at home.  I
heard him tell one of the boys to get cleaned up and put on some decent
clothes for a change, that we were all going out to eat.
	I turned on the shower, and stepped into it's hot spray.  In a moment, I
saw Jack standing there looking at me through the steamy glass door.  I
pushed it pen and reached out and pulled him in with me.
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	In my car, we told the boys our plans, and both Jack and I had to laugh
when they slapped each other a high five in the back seat.  We all talked
excitedly about what it meant, and were still making plans as we finished up
our meal at my favorite Mexican joint.
	The ride home, was funny, as we took turns telling our favorite dirty
jokes.  Jack told the funniest, and we laughed hard together pulling into my
driveway.  His dark mood and depression seemed totally gone, replaced by one
of good cheer and optimism.  I liked this man.  Hell, I liked the whole
family.
	(Jack's Joke: Two fags walking down the street together, spy a dog with his
hind leg in the air, licking his balls and asshole.
	First Fag: "Don't you wish we could do that?"
	Second Fag: "Yeah, but don't you think we ought to pet him first.  He might
not be friendly.")
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	In the den, the boys wanted me to put on some porn.  I told them that if
this was going to be their home, they could very well do it themselves.
John jumped up and started going through the drawers of my sideboard.  After
a thorough search of my porn titles he selected one called "Like Father,
Like Son."  Dale hooted when John told us the title.
	As the tape began to roll, I felt Jack tense up a little on the couch
beside me.  I patted his leg, and told him to relax.
	"Yeah dad," Dale added.  "It's not as if we haven't done everything with
each other before.  Get with the program."  We settled into the video, and
it wasn't long, before I could see it was having an effect on Jack's cock.
	The boys were laying on their stomachs next to each other on the carpet,
Their lean sexy bodies squirming now and then, I'm sure to adjust their
hardening cocks pressing into the floor.  I know, watching them, my dick was
hard as stone.
	As the first act came to an end, both boys turned to each other and kissed.
  Jack and I watched them, turned on by their openness with each other.  I
hugged Jack as we watched them exchange tongue for a long moment while the
next act began to build to the scene where the dad character in the story
catches the son character jacking off into a pair of his dad's dirty
underwear.  The dad character, watches from a darkened doorway as the son
beats off in the laundry room.
	As the story goes, the dad finally gets up the nerve to walk in and
confront the boy who is about eighteen.  The kid is ashamed, and drops the
underwear, standing there naked with his huge cock still stiff and red
looking from the flogging its been getting.  The father puts his arm around
the boy and starts to 'tll him it's all right to jerk off, that all guys do
it, but that he'd learn as he got older, that it was better if there were
two people sharing the duty.  The boy on the screen, looked up at his dad,
and their eyes told the story of lust they both were feeling at the moment.
	The boy took his father's hand off his shoulder, and placed it on his hard
cock.  The father pulled his hand away, but replaced it softly, squeezing
the boy's big cock.
	"Jack me dad," the boy hisses through his teeth.  The thumping music swells
and the dad begins to jack his son's dick.  It doesn't take long before the
boy arches his back, and gobs of cum fly across the room.  As he finishes,
shuddering in his father's grip, the dad leans down and kisses him on the
mouth.  The boy kisses him for a moment, then his hands get busy with his
dad's hard on in his pants.  In no time at all, the boy is on his knees,
engulfing his father's big cock.  The suck scene is very sexy, and I felt
Jack squirm next to me.  I put my hand on his stiffness, and he sighed
quietly.
	I reached over and unzipped his pants.  His harness pushed at the front of
his briefs, and I pulled the elastic down quickly and hooked it under his
balls.  He groaned slightly, and lifted his hips a little.  I dropped into
his lap, and began to suck his seven inch cock.  Sucking, I wasn't paying
attention to the boys or the video.  After a minute or so, I felt hands on
my cock, and my pants being opened.  When I was exposed, an warm mouth took
my raging meat into it's hot wet inner sanctum.  I shivered, and pulled off
Jack to see it was John sucking me.
	Dale was busy pulling John's pants off his butt, and jacking on his stiff
bone with one hand.  John, on his hands and knees, sucking my prick, was
wiggling his tight little butt in his brother's face.  I watched as Dale
bent and tongued his brother's crack, selecting the hole, which I could feel
from the pressure John put on my cock suddenly.  Jack had his head back with
his eyes closed, while I jacked his cock, using my warm saliva as a
lubricant.
	I watched as Dale put his dick head at his brother's entrance, and pushed
in.  I went back to sucking Jack, trying to watch Dale fuck John out of the
corner of my eye.
	The scene went on for a while, but before anyone came, we instinctively
stopped.  The boys started stripping off their clothes, and Jack and I
followed suit.  In a moment, we were all standing in the den stark naked,
sporting rock hard cocks that waved together in a tight circle, their
dripping tips touching occasionally.
	"You and dad fuck us," John was the first to speak.  He laid down on the
carpet again, and raised his butt hole into the air.  Dale was right beside
him in a flash and had raised his as well.
	Jack and I looked at each other, and smiled.  He stepped behind Dale, and I
took John.  After rimming the two boys for a few minutes, while Jack did his
best to duplicate what I was doing, we put our dick heads to their marks,
and both boys pushed back onto us.  I pushed John down to the carpet, until
he was laying flat beneath me, and began to fuck his tight little hole like
a pile driver.
	I looked over my shoulder, and saw Jack had Dale's hips tightly gripped in
his hands, and was porking his son like he'd never had sex before.  Both
boys were groaning and huffing under our assaults on their butt holes.  It
was so hot, it didn't take either of us long to feel the verge approaching.
I shot first, filling John's asshole with more spunk than I ever thought
possible.  He groaned when he felt me cum, and tightened his sphincter on my
throbbing cock.  I thought he was cuming too, but he was just showing me a
good time.
	Jack was soon blowing his wad in Dale's ass, and the boy was writhing under
him, trying to shove as much of his father's dick into his hole as he could.
  Jack was breathing with a wheeze, his chest heaving and his hips vibrating
in tight little thrusts that caused his sexy ass cheeks to dimple each time
he thrust into his son.  When he was finished shooting his load, he sat back
on his heels and his long cock pulled out of Dale's asshole.  The heavy
breathing in the room began to subside, and we all began to relax a little.
	On the TV screen, the actor playing the son, was rimming his father's now
naked butt hole.  The camera was in extreme close-up on the tongue probing
the loose and tender hole.  As we settled back and watched, the boy put his
dick head to the hole, and pushed into his father character.  The older man
groaned and hissed for the boy to fuck him hard.
	The kid wasted no time acceding to his dad's wish, and the sound of their
flesh slapping together was filling the den.  The boys were still hard, and
I realized neither of them had cum yet.  I nudged Jack and pointed out the
obvious.  I motioned him with a toss of my head to join me, and I laid down
on the carpet, with my butt hole exposed.  Jack soon joined me, and the boys
got the message.
	It wasn't long before I felt the swipe of a tongue on my hole, and used my
hands to pull my cheeks apart for Dale.  He was becoming an excellent
rimmer, and knew how to stimulate the sensitive nerve endings around a man's
asshole with his talented tongue.  I could tell from Jack's moans and groans
who he'd been practicing on.  John obviously hadn't been remiss in his
lessons either.
	As Dale entered me with his cock, I relaxed and let him slide all the way
home.  He laid down across my back and began a slow deep fucking of my
asshole, that sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body.  My moans
were involuntary, escaping my lips in ecstasy.  Jack, beside me was in much
a similar condition.  We turned our heads to face each other, and scooted
closer to kiss as the boys fucked our brains out.
	When they came, they perfectly matched their climaxes, and both shot within
a second of each other, and shot several times before coming to rest on our
backs their hard dicks stilled buried in both our butts.  The boys were
amazing, If I'd cum like that it would have taken me an hour or more to get
my dick hard again.  The boys were still hard and ready.  They wanted to go
on for another fuck, but I begged them to wait for a while, because I had an
idea we might all find interesting, but I at least needed time to
rejuvenate.  Jack agreed that he did as well, so we pulled apart, and I got
us all some beers, while we rested.

	While we drank our beers, I explained what I'd fantasized of doing with the
boys, before I met Jack, but now that Jack had become part of the picture,
the fantasy had taken on enlarged proportions.  They all got into the
fantasy, and long before any of us finished our beers, the boys were poking
and prodding the two old men in their lives with their rampant thumping
manhood spikes.
	We arranged ourselves, in a line, Dale, me, John, Jack, like that, and with
our holes well lubed, we inserted our stiff cocks into the available
assholes.  We took it slow, building a rhythm not unlike a chugging engine,
and fucked each other into a sweet delirium.  It lasted for a long time,
because none of us wanted it to end.  If any of us got close to blowing off,
he'd warn the others, and the engine would come to a screeching halt, until
order was restored.
	About fifteen minutes into it, the boys wanted to switch places, and we
were all soon inside each other again in this order: John, me, Dale, and
Jack.  We took it on to completion, mostly because the two old farts were
running out of steam. When we blew our loads, we all came within seconds of
each other, and finished in a heap on the carpet, breathing heavy and
fondling each other's bodies.
	Without a doubt, I was thankful these guys had entered my life, and we'd
become the family the boys wanted and in fact needed.  We moved them in with
me, fitting our selves easily into my home, and the boys shared one bedroom,
and Jack and I another, but there were no locks on the doors, and many a
night found us all together in one bedroom or another doing what came
naturally to healthy gay men.
	At the end of August, both boys started school at ASU.  They were close
enough to home, to not have to live in a dorm, so Jack and I had them with
us every night and on weekends.  We take weekend jaunts in my Jeep to
wilderness areas I loved to show them, and often we'd end the excursion nude
and enjoying each other in the wilds of the Arizona Landscape.
	That was years ago, now, and the boys are both off in the world living
their own lives, and Jack and I have maintained our relationship over the
years with enthusiasm and stamina.  That includes the occasional third and
fourth guy we might pick up at Charly's bar for a night of fun.
	We've learned that we like multiple partners, and are not afraid of sharing
our desires with each other.  It's kept us going strong for a long time now.

End.