Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2009 16:03:53 -0800 (PST)
From: Jason Gardham <gardham1@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Love of Brothers chapter 8

This story is pure fiction as are all the characters, it's totally from my
imagination with a bit taken from my fantasies.  There are a great bunch of
readers out there and once again I thank those of you who have taken the
time to e-mail your kind comments, here's Chapter 8 of "The Love of
Brothers".


"The Love of Brothers"

Chapter 8

The flight back to Boston's Logan Airport was uneventful with Stan's
parents using the time to get better acquainted with Lance and his sons,
Frank and Jack.  The retired Marine contingent mostly caught up on badly
needed sleep with only minor sex play consisting of cock sucking to relieve
sexual tension in their limited space on the plane.  They learned to take
their fun when, where, and as often as they could since working and living
together with other mercenaries since leaving the Marine Corp.

Stan's parents insisted Lance, Frank, Jack and Stan stay at their home in
Boston for a few days.  Stan took them on a tour of the stables where the
horses he had purchased for breeding were being cared for.  Lance and Frank
thought they were beautiful, Jack was walking on air with excitement.  Stan
and Lance talked about how soon they could get the stables at the farm
ready to move the horses into.  Stan could hardly wait to get the horses
back to that wonderful clover filled meadow where they could run free
without the city noise and polluted air.  With nine Marines staying at the
house Lance and Stan knew they had to make plans fairly fast since it was a
bit much for Stan's parents to house a small army, even if they were the
perfect hosts.

Lance told Stan they were going to need extra help with the horses and the
farming chores along with running the café.  They rounded up Kentucky and
Tony and asked what they thought of living and working on the farm,
explaining that the horses would need training, and someone would have to
take care of the business of running a stud farm.  It turned out that
Kentucky had been raised with horses and would like take the job of
training them.  Tony was brought up on his dad's farm and would work with
the guys on that end of things.  Kentucky said one of the Marines named
Chuck had a business degree and might be willing to run the business end.
The remaining three Marines, Brad, Warren, and Slim might want to help out
also if there was enough work to keep them all busy.  The guys would all
like to stay together if possible.

Stan and Lance looked at each other smiling before saying, "there'll be
more than enough work for everyone that wants to join up, maybe someone
will want to run the café".  Slim yelled, "CAFÉ" "you all got a café,
that's my dream come true, I'll run your café and turn it into a real
money maker while I'm at it".  "I worked in my parents café just outside
of Austin, Texas until I joined the Marines".  "When I got out my folks had
passed away and their café had been sold, so I joined up with Kentucky,
Tony, and the other guys to form our little group of mercenaries".  Lance
said, "it looks like we've got the man power we need to run the farm, raise
horses, and run the café right here with us and they`re all good friends,
it doesn't get any better than this".  Frank and Jack looked a bit
perplexed, and Lance asked if anything was wrong, Frank said, "well dad,
the farm house is a tad small for the four of us and six Marines, where are
we going to put everyone".  Stan spoke up and said, "the stables have to be
upgraded along with the training track, we'll have a large bunkhouse built
at the same time if that is okay with everyone".  Frank and Jack gave Lance
and Stan a big high-five saying "this is going to be the best adventure
ever".  "All the guys are great and there`s so much love among them, this
is going to be such a fantastic life for all of us".

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A year has passed and the stables had been upgraded along with a huge and
rather elaborate bunkhouse containing a Jacuzzi large enough to hold about
30 men, two fireplaces, three large screen TV's, and eight apartments with
two king size beds in each.  More than what was needed, but with families
visiting Lance and Stan wanted to make sure there was enough room for any
eventuality.  The main farm house had two wings added with four extra
bedrooms, and a large social room with a fireplace and a pool table.  The
exterior was something out of a storybook with landscaping that was breath
taking.  A large swimming pool had been added and enclosed for year around
use.  The farm became known as "The Meadows" for business purposes, and
it's fame as a stud farm spread quickly to all those interested in having
the best quality horses available.

Jack was now nineteen and Frank was twenty-one, both had been trained to
ride horses and had taken to it like pros.  Jack seemed to be as at home on
horseback as he did in his truck.  Kentucky taught him to train the new
horses as they came in and he was in cowboy heaven.  Frank was in charge of
running the farm and he and Tony, after doing a lot of research had
switched crops to things that could be used as feed and bedding for the
horses as well as some more financially safe crops that could be sold
commercially.

He and Jack had found their callings and their love for each other
continued to grow into one of the most loving relationships humanly
possible.

Slim took over the café and turned it around to where it was making a
profit as more farm hands and new folks came in for meals.  All the hands
at Lance and Stan's spread ate there nearly everyday during construction at
the farm.  It turned out that Slim was one heck of a gourmet cook.  As
business increased Slim moved into the apartment above the café so he
could open for early breakfast without driving from the farm.  One morning
a young man looking to be in his twenties came in for a cup of coffee.
Slim thought he looked like he was on his last leg and in need of a good
meal.  He poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down beside the guy.  Slim
introduced himself and Roger shook his hand. As Slim continued the
conversation they got to know a little about each other.  Slim asked Roger
what brought him to this part of the country and he replied that he'd heard
of a group of gay men in Michigan who were working together on farm where
they were pretty much accepted as just good, hard working men who also
happened to be gay.

Roger said he had lost his job in Pennsylvania and headed this way to see
what was going on here, hoping he could find work in a gay friendly
atmosphere.  Slim said, "I'm part of that group Roger, and I sure could use
an extra hand here at the café if you're interested".  "Are you serious,
I'll take the job in a heart beat if you'll have me, I don't have much for
clothing except what I have in my backpack, but I'm a hard worker and I'll
do anything you need done".  Slim said, "consider yourself hired, now do
you have a place to stay?"  "No, not yet, do you have any idea where I
could find a room, I have a few bucks left to pay if it's not too much".
"There's an extra bedroom in the apartment upstairs if you don't mind
sharing and there`s no charge".  "There's lots of closet space, although it
doesn't look like you'll need much until you start buying more clothes,
speaking of which, you'll need some heavy winter things come fall, it gets
colder than a witches tit here in the winter".

"Come on up and I'll show you around and you can unpack what you have in
your backpack, no one will be around now until lunch time".  Roger put the
few things he had with him away and looked around at the comfortable
setting of the apartment.  A corner fireplace, beautiful hardwood floors
covered with heavy Persian rugs, a large screen TV, and leather furniture
that was obviously very expensive.  Slim told him to relax and take a
shower while he fixed him a decent breakfast before we discus how you can
help me in the café.  About thirty minutes later Roger came down wearing
clean jeans and a white t-shirt.  Slim nearly wet himself when he turned
around and saw Roger standing there all cleaned up with a big grin on his
face.  My God, that mans a wet dream if I ever saw one...steady boy, you'll
scare the poor kid away if you don't get control of yourself.

"Help yourself to breakfast, there's coffee, hot cakes, bacon, eggs and
juice".  Roger's eyes grew so large Slim thought they were going to pop out
of his head as he sat down and said a silent prayer before digging in, Slim
noticed his hands shook as he ate, that poor kid must have been nearly
starved, Slim had to turn away to keep from shedding a few tears that
formed in his eyes.  Damn, how many more people are out there struggling to
stay alive in these hard economic times.  He and his friends were so
fortunate to be here with Lance and Stan where money was not a problem,
there had to be a way of finding other's who needed help, we had so much
and sharing your good fortune was what life was all about.

After eating breakfast Roger asked what it was Slim would like him to do to
help out.  Slim tossed an a pen and pad to him and said, "if you'll take
orders as people come in I can cook and get them out a lot quicker if I
don't have to leave the kitchen".  The local farm hands start filing in at
around eleven and the bunch from "The Meadows" will hit the door at around
eleven-thirty.  "What or who are "The Meadows" bunch Slim?"  "Oh you'll
like them, they're all from the farm up the road where they raise horses
and other things, including some hot and wild times together, if you get my
drift".  "That's the place owned by Lance and his partner Stan, and their
sons Frank and Jack, it's run by the nicest bunch of x-Marines you'll ever
meet".  "

"Slim, who designed this building?, it's like something out of a Hallmark
Christmas card scene".  "It was remodeled a year ago when "The Meadows"
farm was redone.  Stan and Lance have some talented architects available to
them and they out did themselves when they remodeled this place".  Roger
said that it made you want to stop and come in it was so picturesque and
inviting as you were going by.

"Slim I feel like I've found a place to call home and I've only been here a
couple of hours, how strange is that?"  "Roger it's not strange at all this
place is special in the sense that everyone who comes through here feels
the love and warmth that permeates the entire area.  "I've notice a lot of
new faces coming in here for dinner, people are coming in from all over the
country buying up farms and renovating them turning some pretty beat up
farms into show places".  It seems gay men have either heard of it or just
sense what's happening here, anyway something's drawing them to the area,
couples, single men, and occasionally threesomes arrive together".  Slim
walked up beside Roger and casually put his arm around his shoulders as he
said, "I have a feeling this place in going to turn into something unique
and I'm glad your wanting to be a part of it".  Roger leaned back into
Slims arms as easy as if they'd been together for years, Slim turned and
kissed his cheek as the first truck pulled into the parking lot.  "Showtime
Roger, there's a stack of menus on the end of the counter, let's go for
it".

When eleven thirty came the entire crew from The Meadows came barging in
laughing and yelling "hey" to Slim as they filled the booths.  When Roger
came around with menus the place became so quiet you could hear a pin drop,
Roger turned to look nervously at Slim in the kitchen.  Slim came out and
said, "you all just put your eyes back in your heads, this is Roger and
he's working here with me to make sure you over sexed gang of maniacs get
fed properly".  "No touching either you'll scare him off before he gets
started, so behave yourselves if you don't mind".

In unison everyone answered, "yes mama" and each one welcomed Roger into
the fold as Slim knew they would.  Roger was a great waiter and his good
looks drew lots of attention to him which I think tickled him pink, at
least he wore a nice pink blush all through the lunch hour.  He dropped a
fork at one point and bending over got him a bunch of cat calls and
whistles, he straightened up turned and looked everyone right in the eye,
gave a wink and dropped the fork again, this time spreading his legs and
wiggling his ass as he bend over to pick the fork up causing a real ruckus
as the cat calls grew louder along with a lot of applause from admiring
diners.  He turned and took a bow before turning back to look at Slim as he
announced that he appreciated the great welcome, but he had his eye on
someone special.  It was Slim who blushed this time, but the feeling that
filled his heart was almost overwhelming as he walked right up to Roger and
planted a kiss on his, oh so sexy lips.  The noise that erupted rattled the
windows as Slim and Roger turned and took a bow together.

By the time everyone had cleared out and they had the café cleaned and
ready for the next morning Slim and Roger were exhausted.  They made their
way upstairs and nearly fell arm in arm on the sofa.  Roger leaned in for a
warm kiss brushing Slim's lips with his tongue, Slim opened to him and
Roger slipped his tongue in exploring and tasting Slim before Slim returned
the favor by doing the same to him.  Roger unbuttoned Slim's shirt and
slipped it from his shoulders as he kissed Slim's face and neck as he made
his way down to his nipples, licking and flicking his tongue over them
turning nipples into hard nubs of pleasure.  Slim pulled Roger up for
another deep and passionate kiss just before flipping him over so Slim was
now on top.

Pulling Rogers t-shirt up over his head Slim got his first gaze at Roger's
thin but muscular physic, he could hardly believe the beauty of this young
man.  Kissing his forehead, nose, and sucking a love mark on Roger's
shoulder as he made his way slowly down the magnificent body reaching his
navel, circling it with his tongue before running a finger under Roger's
jeans touching a large, wet cock.  Unbuttoning his jeans and slipping them
off as Roger lifted his ass leaving him naked taking Slim's breath away,
his cock was at least nine or ten inches long with a beautiful cut head
that was already glistening with precum.  Roger reached up and unfastened
Slim's pants and slid them down his thighs, Slim stood letting them drop to
the floor as he stepped out of them before laying on top of Roger skin on
skin, hard cock rubbing against hard cock.

Filled with passion for each other pushed the earlier exhaustion away as
the two handsome men made their way to Slim's bedroom.  Slim pushed Roger
back on the bed and climbed between his legs leaning in to lick and suck
his balls, Roger spread for him allowing better access.  Slim sucked
Roger's balls into his mouth bathing them in his warm saliva before
releasing them to run his tongue up the underside of that gorgeous cock
licking precum all the way to the head which he took in his mouth and
sucked clean before taking the rest of that long, hard cock down his
throat.  Roger was moaning Slim's name as Slim continued deep throating his
cock milking it with his throat muscles, as he slipped his fingers into
Roger's ass, first one, then two, then three.  Roger was pushing back
against his hand looking for more as Slim reached into his nightstand
drawer and pulled out condoms and lube.  Slipping a condom onto his
sensitive cock before lubing it and Rogers hole for easy entry, he pushed
his cock head against Rogers entrance until it pushed past that muscle that
blocked the way, once inside he waited so Roger could get used to the
feeling before pushing in further.

It was Roger who push back forcing Slim's cock deep into his ass before
saying, "fuck me Slim, please I need you".  Balls deep Slim leaned over to
kiss Roger on the lips as he wrapped his hand around Roger's shaft and
started stroking as he pulled his cock out to the very tip and shoved back
in causing more moans from his new lover.  Roger wrapped his legs around
Slim's waist lifting himself so Slim had a better angle as he slammed into
Roger's prostate sending shutters through his body.  "Again Slim, hit it
again harder."  Slim almost lost control as he pumped harder and faster
into Roger shoving him against the headboard.  They both were sweating
enough to soak the sheets as Slim felt his balls climb up his scrotum, with
one last shove into Roger as far as he could sent his cum flooding deeply
into Roger's insides, just as Roger's eruption shot onto his own face and
chest soaking both bodies before Slim dropped down onto his chest with
another deep kiss before rolling to the side, letting his cock slid out of
Roger leaving him feeling empty.  "Slim that was amazing, I've never
experienced anything like it before".  Slim leaned over and licked the cum
from Roger's face and chest before kissing him and sharing the taste as
Roger sucked his own cum from Slim's tongue.  They both were sound asleep
before they had a chance to pull the covers up as the exhaustion of the
days work returned lulling them into pleasant dreams.


Jason Gardham