Date: Mon, 19 Oct 2015 15:32:32 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: For Pete's Sake, Chapter 18

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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN


	Tracy pulled up in front of Harland Lewis' home and killed the
Jeep's engine. He took a deep breath and stepped to the ground. He quickly
make his way up the porch steps and knocked on the door. He stood back and
waited.
	Harland opened the door almost immediately. He pushed the screen
door back and invited Tracy inside his home. Harland's face had a puzzled
look, and Tracy couldn't miss it.
	"I must say, Tracy, I was surprised to receive your telephone call
this morning." He told the boy to have a seat on the sofa.
	Tracy shrugged his shoulders. "I wanted to see you, Harland."
	"Why?" Harland took a seat across the room from Tracy.
	"Because," Tracy said.
	"Because?" Harland looked at the young man sitting across the room
from him and waited.
	"Because—because, damn it, I like you, and I don't want to lose
you."
	"Does Pete know you've come to see me?"
	"He doesn't know I'm here now," Tracy answered being honest.
	"I see." Harland spoke the words quietly.
	"Look, Harland, I still think Dad is making a big mistake where the
two of you are concerned. It makes me sad to think two men can't seem to
work things out. However, as for Dad, I asked him if he had a problem with
me remaining in your life, being your friend, and he assured me I could see
anyone I like. He trusts me and told me he felt sure I would do the right
thing."
	"Are you making a good decision, Tracy? If you keep me in your
life, I mean."
	"I honestly believe so. Harland, I've grown to like you very much
since we've met. In fact, I love you. I don't feel the same way toward you
I do Dad, but I love you just the same. Harland, I can't imagine not having
you in my life."
	"And Pete is okay with everything?"
	Tracy gave a nod and said, "We had a long talk last night. He wants
to remain friends with you. When I told him I didn't want to remove you
from my life, Dad said he was okay with you being in it."
	Tracy stood to his feet. He walked across the floor and pulled the
man to him. "Harland, please allow me to remain your friend. You are the
only friend I have ever had that I truly loved."
	Harland went into Tracy's arms. "I do love you," he whispered.
	Tracy placed his lips on the man's mouth. The kiss the two shared
was at first gentle, caring. It quickly turned to passion, consuming them
both, setting their bodies on fire with desire.
	Tracy broke the connection and pulled the man with him. The two
were suddenly in Harland's bedroom, and in less than a minute, Tracy and
Harland were naked in Harland's bed, their naked flesh touching, rubbing.
	"I'm so glad you are here, Tracy," Harland moaned.
	"You're stuck with me," Tracy assured the man.
	Harland reached down and wrapped his fingers around Tracy's
cock. The boy was already leaking pre cum. Harland gave it a gentle
squeeze.
	"Sometimes a fellow just doesn't mind being stuck," Harland told
him.
	Tracy reached for Harland's dick. "Ditto," he replied.
	Previously, when Tracy and Harland had spent time together, it had
been Harland who had taken the initiative. Now, it was Tracy making all of
the advances. His hands roamed all over the older man's body, enjoying the
feel of Harland's body hair next to his skin.
	"I've missed you, Harland," Tracy whispered as he covered the man's
body with kisses.
	"I'm here now, Tracy."
	"I know. Harland, I want you to fuck me."
	Harland pulled away and locked eyes with Tracy. "Are you certain
you want that?"
	Tracy gave a nod. "I want it," he said.
	"But I thought..."
	"It's okay."
	"But your dad?"
	"Dad has fucked me. Several times, I might add. I'm ready to feel
your cock inside me, Harland."
	"And Pete?"
	"He trusts me, Harland. I trust you. That should cover it, don't
you think?"
	Harland's face showed doubt.
	Tracy looked closely at the older man. "I know it was safe for Dad
to fuck me.  And I know without a doubt I'm safe. Now, Harland, I'm going
to only ask you this once. Is it safe for you to fuck me?"
	"Tracy, the only man I have ever had sex with was your
father. Years ago, I might remind you. Oh, and what little playing the two
of us have done," Harland corrected himself.
	"Do you plan on keeping it that way? No other men, I mean?"
	"You have my word, Tracy," the older man assured him.
	"Then I make you the same promise as well."
	Tracy rolled over on his back and spread his legs. "Fuck me,
Harland," he said with a grin.
	Harland reached for the bottle of lube on the bedside table. He
brought it back to bed with him.
	"One last time, Tracy, are you sure about this? Cause there's no
turning back once it's done."
	Tracy gave the man a gentle smile and ran a hand between his
legs. He pushed a finger against his asshole. "I am more than ready to feel
you inside here," he said.
	Harland squeezed some of the gel into his palm and began working it
up Tracy's ass. Harland's cock was seven inches long, if not longer, and
very thick. From what he remembered about Pete's dick, Tracy's dad was not
quite that large. Tracy would need plenty of lubrication if he was to be
able to take Harland's cock.
	When Harland decided he had put enough up Tracy, he coated his dick
heavily and threw the bottle down. He crawled between the boy's legs and
leaned over him. He kissed Tracy on the mouth.
	"Tracy, I don't want to hurt you. Just promise to let me know, and
I'll stop."
	"It'll be alright," Tracy assured him.
	Tracy felt the man place his dick against his slippery hole. He was
excited at the thought of another dick sliding inside him. He waited for
Harland to enter him.
	"I'll go easy," Harland said.
	A moan was all the answer Tracy gave.
	Tracy felt the older man's dickhead push inside him. He waited, but
nothing more happened. His eyes had been shut. Tracy now opened them and
looked at the man between his legs. He suddenly knew without a doubt that
he loved the man.
	Tracy rose up, his body meeting Harland's. When he did, the older
man's cock slid about half way inside.
	"Oh, God!" Tracy cried.
	"Fuck!" Harland shouted.
	Tracy's outburst was from the sudden pain he felt. For Harland,
pleasure was the reason.
	When Harland realized it was pain that Tracy was experiencing, he
tried to pull out of him.
	Tracy wrapped his legs around the man's body. "No," he called
out. He forced himself to take a few deep breaths.
	"I'm hurting you," Harland said.
	"It's already better," Tracy assured the man.
	"Your face tells a different story," Harland said with a worried
look.
	Tracy pulled Harland to him with his legs. The man's cock moved
inside the boy's ass. He gave the older man an encouraging smile.
	"You're almost there, Harland," he said. "Just one more big push,"
he added.
	Harland let his cock think for him, and against his better
judgment, he buried himself balls deep inside Tracy's ass.
	Tracy forced himself to take a few more breaths and willed his body
to relax. He listened as Harland began breathing deeply, trying to keep his
cock still.
	Gradually the pain began to go away, and pleasure took its
place. It wasn't long before Tracy was ready to be fucked.
	"Okay, Harland, the pain's gone. Fuck me," he added softly.
	This time Harland didn't give the boy a chance to change his
mind. He pulled about half way out and then plunged back inside, his hairy
pubes against Tracy's ass.
	"Oh, Tracy," Harland groaned. "It's been such a long time for me."
	Tracy gave the man a smile. "I'm glad I can be the one to give you
this pleasure, Harland."
	"It's been over twenty years since I've felt anything like this."
	For a time neither of them spoke. Both men were lost in their own
pleasure, and for a while, neither seemed to be aware of the other.
	As Tracy lay with Harland between his legs, he loved feeling the
man's hairy body next to him. Each time Harland bottomed out, Tracy could
feel the older man's crotch hair scratching his flesh. A feeling that never
failed to make him crazy. He loved it when his father rubbed him, and now
he was enjoying the same feeling, caused this time by Harland Lewis. Each
time Harland slammed inside, a thick strand of pre cum would push its way
out of Tracy's pee slit. The string landed in the boy's bush causing the
thick blond tangles to stick together in certain spots.
	Suddenly Harland cried out, "I'm going to cum if I don't stop."
	"Cum inside me," Tracy said.
	"You're okay with that?" Harland paused his movement as he waited
for Tracy's answer.
	"More than okay, Harland," Tracy moaned. "Put your load up me."
	That was all the encouragement Harland needed. He slammed hard once
more against Tracy's body and felt the first wave of cum shoot out of his
dick and cover the walls of Tracy's ass. A moan escaped his lips each time
a wave flew out of him. When he had finished shooting, Harland, his cock
still buried in the boy's cum-filled hole, leaned over and kissed Tracy on
the mouth.
	"You have made this old man very happy," Harland said pulling away
from Tracy.
	Tracy smiled at the man tenderly. "I think it's been a two way
street, Harland. You've made me very happy, too."
	For a time, Harland remained on top Tracy, his cock still in the
boy's hole, surrounded by a thick load of man cream. Tracy enjoyed it
all. He love feeling Harland's hairy chest next to his body, and he
especially loved feeling the man's dick inside him, crotch hair rubbing the
flesh on his ass.
	A few moments later Harland rose up and gave Tracy a
grin. "Something is poking me like crazy." He rubbed his body against
Tracy's.
	"He'll be okay," Tracy said with more assurance then he actually
felt. He really did need to cum.
	Harland shook his head. "You'll be alright, I'm certain of
that. After I take care of it for you."
	Harland found the bottle of lube and gave it to Tracy.
	"What's this for?" Tracy asked.
	"Hell, are you saying you don't know what to do with this? I
thought I had taught you better than that."
	Tracy suddenly got the picture.
	"You want me to fuck you?"
	"A little slow, are we?" Harland gave Tracy a big grin.
	"I'm a little surprised, that's all." Tracy took the bottle from
the man. "I'm over being surprised. Give me that ass," he ordered.
	"How do you want me?" Harland asked.
	Tracy gave it a quick thought and said, "On your back. I loved
being able to watch you fuck me just now."
	Harland fell on his back and said, "Oil up and slide in. I'm more
than ready for you."
	Tracy prepared Harland's asshole, making it slippery with gel and
then coated his cock with the same stuff. He crawled between Harland's legs
and looked down at the hairy man.
	"I think I've found a new way to fuck," he said. "I love looking at
your hairy body this way."
	"I don't exactly think this is a new way to fuck," Harland
reminded.
	"New to me, then."
	Tracy was already between the man's legs. He pushed against the
Harland's flesh.
	Harland suddenly moaned. "It's been so long since I've felt a dick
down there. Slide inside, Tracy," he begged.
	Tracy did exactly that. Even though it had been years since Harland
had had a cock inside him, Tracy found it fairly easy to penetrate the
man. With hardly any effort at all, Tracy buried his dick balls deep, his
pubes pressed tightly against the man's flesh.
	"Fuck, your dick feels good, Tracy," Harland uttered.
	"Everything okay down there?" Tracy asked.
	"More than," Harland answered with a groan. "Fuck me. Now!"
	Tracy began, slowly at first, to drag his dick back and forth
through the tunnel of Harland's ass. The man was really tight, and Tracy
knew without a doubt that no other dick had been buried where his was
currently planted; not for a long time. His own dad's hole had not been
this tight. The feeling was so sensitive that Tracy soon realized he
wouldn't be able to last much longer.
	"I—can't—believe ...how great your cock feels," Harland
groaned.
	"Your ass—I'm not going to be able to last much longer," Tracy
sighed.
	"Not to worry, Tracy," Harland answered. "I'm definitely going to
invite you to come back inside of me. Give me your spunk, Tracy," Harland
added.
	"Fuck, yeah. Oh, Fuck! "All Tracy could do was repeat the one word,
over and over. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."
	Tracy felt his dick shudder, and he tried to breathe as he began
filling Harland's ass with his cream. He slammed the man's body and filled
the man's ass with his load. Like Harland had done, when Tracy had finished
depositing his cum, the boy fell down against Harland's hairy chest.
	"That was wonderful!" Harland praised.
	"You do have one hot ass," Tracy said giving the man a big grin.
	"Tracy, I only hope you realize what this means to me."
	"I hope it means I can come back to see you."
	Harland rose up and kissed Tracy's mouth. "You are welcome here
anytime, day or night," he said. He planted a second kiss on the boy's
lips.
	Still on top the man, Tracy said, "While I think it's not a good
idea just now to discuss dad while the two of us are together the way we
are at the moment, I am going to say this: Be patient, Harland. I honestly
think Dad will come around. For now, though, I don't want to compare what
he and I have with what the two of us, you and me share. Does that make
sense to you?"
	"Very much so," Harland agreed. "What takes place between you and
Pete, well, that's for the two of you to know. Same as what we do is the
business of no one else."
	"Now, if Dad ever gets his act together, my hope is that the three
of us, we share everything together," Tracy said.
	"As it should be." Harland gave Tracy another kiss. "Now, would you
like a beer?"
	"A beer might be nice," Tracy agreed. "Still, another fuck session
might be even better."
	Harland wrapped his arms around Tracy's neck and pulled the boy
next to him. "Both sound good to me. However, I am not quite the young man
you are, my friend. I need to recharge. Still, give me half an hour and a
bottle of beer, I might just split your ass wide open—for the second
time today."
	Tracy pulled out of Harland, bringing some of his cum with him. The
sticky load fell against the sheets.
	"Looks like you're going to have to do laundry later on," he
grinned.
	With a shrug of his shoulders, Harland said, "Oh, well, I'll need
something to keep me busy after you leave."
	Tracy looked down and saw that Harland's cock had nestled like a
thick snake throughout the man's wiry pubes. He picked it up and watched as
left over cum slipped from the head and dropped into the man's sticky bush.
	"You can always spend time thinking about me and jacking off,"
Tracy reminded.
	"Oh, I'm sure I'll do that. By the way, Tracy, did I tell you I've
been doing that already?"
	A look of surprise showed on Tracy's face. "You've been thinking
about me when you jack off. How fucking hot is that?"
	Tracy pulled Harland off the bed. The two of them walked out of the
bedroom naked, their ass filled with the other's cum. It promised to be a
good day for them both.