Date: Sun, 22 May 2011 20:36:02 -0500
From: RICHARD MARTIN <rm_martin@hotmail.com>
Subject: Charles and Family 8

Chapter 8 -- Charles and Family.
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We rested for a little while until my cell phone rang. It was Charles. He
said that the twins were here, everyone was healthy, and Janice and Junior
had made up. He said that things were progressing so well that Janice and
the twins would probably be released later in the day. I asked if I needed
to go to the hospital and he answered no. He suggested I pack Junior's
things and that he would call when they were headed to Junior's house. I
agreed and began to hang up when Charles said that Janice had asked about
me. She wanted to talk with me.

Well this was one conversation I was not looking forward to. I said that I
would talk to her when I brought Junior's bags and his car to their
house. Charles said he would tell Janice and ended the call. I got up and
started busying myself with gathering, washing and packing Junior's
clothes. I left Morris sleeping in my bed.

Three hours later, I found him in the kitchen, naked except for an apron
(and his hat), cooking. He asked if I had any egg whites and I told him to
look in the fridge on the bottom shelf. I made a fresh pot of coffee and in
about fifteen minutes he presented me with a plate of eggs Florentine on
English muffins. I looked at him questioning.

He noticed my look. "I learned to cook in the Navy and like treating people
to good food. Plus, that means I get to eat well too." He chuckled as he
began to attack his plate. He had removed the apron and sat on the same
side of the table as me. I enjoyed chatting with Morris. He was very easy
going and just exuded masculinity with his leather cap, nipple stud and
silver cock ring. I just sat there and took him all in. I said that I could
picture him in a bath-house somewhere in leather chaps and the rest. He
replied "I like sex with men but not with strangers. I want to know the
hole my dick is in." He grinned.

As we finished our meal, he guided my hand to his cock and asked if I would
like some desert. I could feel him getting hard in my hand.

"No, it is nice idea, but I am nervous and distracted by having to talk
with Janice." I removed my hand and began to gather up the dishes.

"I don't think you have much to worry about." Morris replied.

"You're only saying that, because you want me to suck your dick again."

"Well, I want to do more than that." He laughed. "But, I see your
predicament. My wife blames you for the problems between Junior and
Janice. Janice can be very intimidating and Junior, well, is Junior."

"Does the rest of the family know about all this?" I asked.

"No, my wife may be at times an old battle-ax, but Janice told her not to
say anything and she is very loyal to Janice. The only other person who
knows is Anthony. The rest think that Junior and Janice are still fighting
over his close-call with that girl last year. Most are too busy with kids
and life to give it too much time."

"I see, and how do you and Cheryl accommodate your `hobby?' " I asked.

"Like I told you earlier. I love my wife and love fucking her pussie. I
keep her happy. I am discreet and choosey. Have you ever seen me with my
jewelry at a family event?" I nodded `no.' "I also let her do what she
wants. She has a woman that she fucks around with. I am ok with that. We
worked though this a long time ago. We are happy with the way things
are. Don't believe the stuff you see on TV or read. Some people are quite
content to not be labeled or categorized on either side of the divide. Hey,
society is just getting used to the idea of people being gay. They're not
ready for people who are bi-sexual."

I nodded in agreement as he came close to me. "I do what feels good and I
make sure no one gets hurt." He said as he moved my hand back to his
cock. I held him firmly as he used my hand to stroke himself.

He kissed me and stuck his tongue deep into my mouth. "You want to fuck?"
He asked.

I hesitated. "Yes, but..." I answered.

"Man, its cool. You'll just owe me one." He grinned and squeezed my ass. "I
am going to go and watch some TV."

I watched him turn and walk into the living room. His well muscled legs and
ass were well defined in the afternoon light. I went about finishing the
dishes and generally tried to keep busy. I ended up in my office doing some
long put off tasks when my cell phone rang. It was Charles telling me that
they were all headed home. I told him that I had packed Junior's belongings
and would drive his car over. He said that he would wait for me and drive
me home.

I went downstairs to find Morris dressed except for his shoes. I told him
that the family was headed home from the hospital. Morris said "Good, that
means I don't have to go to the hospital."

Morris agreed to drive. I sat in the passenger seat and thought about what
I would say to Janice. We were soon there and we both got lost in the
general melee of family and well wishers as Janice and the boys made their
way into the house. I was glad to fade into the background but was soon
charged with entertaining the Charles' twins and the other children. I was
soon playing on the Wii, and being un-graciously trounced by the them all,
on every game. They never seem time tire of my losing to them.

The house started to quiet down as family began to go home. I found myself
with Sheryl, Junior and Janice along with the new twins Robert and William.
I kept my composure as Sheryl still gave me dagger eyes over her smile.
Janice was smiling and surprisingly calm as she nursed both babies at the
same time. I suspected it was the after effects of the spinal block. Junior
was just giddy with excitement as tended to both mother and babies.

When the twins were both satiated, Junior and Sheryl both took one and went
to the nursery across the hall. Janice asked Sheryl to close the door so we
could be alone for a moment. She did not give me passing look but shut the
down firmly to show her displeasure.

"What did you want to talk about?" I asked, genuinely afraid of the answer.

"You and Junior." She said as I swallowed hard.

"Ok."

"I know he has a strong attachment to you and I am actually alright with
that. I would rather have him fucking you than chasing some 17-year-old
whore! The only pussy he is going to fuck is mine and I'll be damned for
him to have little junior's running around that aren't mine!" She took a
deep breath. "Plus, since, he's been around you he stopped nagging me to
let him fuck me in the ass." She laughed.

I laughed too; A little more at ease. "So, why are you telling me all
this?" I asked.

"I am telling you all this because we share something in common. We both
live complicated lives and we both love the same man. He talks a lot about
you. How you helped him get into grad school. How you talk about things I
have no interest in or the time to learn. You're a good influence on him. I
have been nagging him to go back to college for years and nothing. You talk
to him and he's now enrolled, working, keeping up with the kids, and
actually paying more attention to me."

"And the fight the other day..." I asked.

Oh, that was me just having a pregnancy melt-down and him needing to fuck.
He has a big sex drive. I do too. That's why I married him. Along with
other attributes" She hastily added. "I went after him and caught him. I
love him a lot, but I am also a realist. I know his faults and
weaknesses. I also know his strengths. He has never hit me, loves his
children, doesn't steal to make a living, and even takes good care of my
mother. He is just not a one person lover."

"I am still not sure where this is going."

"Come here and help me sit up. I need more pillows." I grabbed two pillows
from the end of the bed and help her sit up and adjusted the covers for
her. When we were done. She clasped my hand firmly and said "I am telling
you this so you don't fuck anything up.' Starring intensely into my
eyes. "I helped pick you."

"What do you mean `pick'?"

"Who do you think Charles confides in? Remember, I have the psych degree."
She trailed off. "Anyway, don't think it is some vast conspiracy. I helped
influence Charles that's all and was just lucky that Junior was attracted
to you too. And after a perusal of your file." What the hell! I thought to
myself and started to get up. "Calm down." She gripped my arm and pulled me
down. "I pulled your medical file and psychological records.' I was getting
mad. "Shhhh... Calm down." She placed her hand on my mouth. "Just listen. I
needed to check you out. I knew the other weakness Junior had was not
always wearing a condom. How do you think that slut got pregnant? So I
needed to be sure. So I found your test results. In fact, I check up on all
the men in the family, but especially those that play on both sides of the
fence."

I had gone from being mad to being shocked, back to being mad and then just
dumbfounded.

"Sure of what?" I managed to get out.

"Sure that you were clean. Sure that you were safe and aren't going to fuck
this up for all us."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You know what I mean. You are getting enough black cock, right?"

"Yes, more then ever..."

"And you would like that to continue..."

"Yes, but ..."

"But nothing, just keep your focus on Charles, Junior and the family.
Everyone will get what we need and want and nobody gets hurt."

"So, does Charles love me?" I asked.

"Yes, he loves you and Junior does too. Junior's maybe based more on lust
and not last long, but he'll be fun" She said with a wink and pinched my
ass. I jumped and she laughed. "C'mon don't be so serious. You could be
with Richard, and you know he was an asshole."

"Yeah you're right. You do your homework, don't you?"

"Yes, so tell me. Does he bite your ear lobe when starts to fuck your ass?"
I blushed deep red. I could feel the warmth on my face and neck.

"Yes." I said. She laughed and I began to laugh too. At that moment, Junior
stepped back into the room. We both looked at him and he stood dead in
tracks. He hesitated -- not sure to continue into the room or turn around
and leave.

"What are you both doing?" He asked tentatively.

"Talking about you." We both said at the same time and then broke out in
more laughter.

"I'd better get going." I said as I got up. Still laughing. I gave her a
peck on the cheek. As I as was leaving, I passed Junior standing at the
door and instead of kissing him, I turned his head a little and nibbled on
his ear. This brought fresh peels of laughter from Janice and questioning
look from Junior as he rubbed my spit from his ear. I said nothing but
chuckled.

As I walked down the hall, I found Morris, Anthony and Charles talking.
Charles asked if I was ready to go home. I said yes and we exchanged good
byes with everyone and went to our car. Morris trailed after us and asked
if he could crash at our house since his wife was staying with Janice and
Junior to help with the rest of the children.

I reluctantly agreed after looking at Charles who said it would be fine for
Morris to stay over and gave me a hug and kiss. We got into the Navigator
and waited while Morris told his wife where he was going and got his gym
bag out of his car. I got in the back seat preferring to let Morris have
shotgun, but instead he threw his gym bag, which was the size of a full
suitcase in the front seat. He then joined me in the back.

As Charles pulled out of the driveway and headed for home, he asked about
my conversation with Janice. I disappointed them both by only saying it was
interesting and that I would talk about it later. I then announced that I
needed to close my eyes for a few minutes as we drove home and did just
that. My intention was not to sleep, but just to de-compress for a few
minutes. I was brought back to consciousness by the soft rubbing of my
cock. I opened my eyes with a start to find Morris sitting close to me with
his pants down around his ankles, stoking his cock with his right hand
while his left hand was massage my cock though my open fly.

He just grinned and said: "I just couldn't wait until we got back to your
house."

I looked at Charles and he just said: "Go for it. Let me see you suck his
dick."

Never one to pass up the chance to suck black cock, I bent over and began
to suck Morris's cock. I started licking the foreskin and he slowly pulled
it back to reveal the glands. I began licking them and cleaned the pre-cum
that had gathered between them. I then ran my tongue around them and
underneath the foreskin; cleaning him of the days accumulation.

"Oh, fuck." Morris moaned. "You really like my cock." As I took him all
that way in, he responded by moaning louder and firmly pressing my head
down. "Suck my nigger cock, man, suck it! C'mon, suck it!" I began to
really work on his cock. I started to jack him while sucking furiously on
his glands while alternating with long deep throat thrusts. I would hold
him as far down as I could while massaging the shaft with my throat
muscles.

Charles had angled the mirror so he could clearly see all the action, but
he kept control of the vehicle at all times while telling me to suck
Morris's cock. Morris began to thrust his hips up meet my down movements,
but this only caused me to gag. I firmly pushed him down by arching my back
against his abdomen; he settled into soft leather of the seat and angled
his legs so I could get better access. One hand gripped my ass and the
other gripped the edge of seat. He could not physically express the
sensations I was making on his cock and this was only heightening the
pleasure. He became unintelligible and could only moan as I continued to
work his cock. As times, Morris would just shake and tremble as I worked
his glands - his breath short and fast. I was still alternating between
these intense movements and the deep throat holding of his cock, but the
intervals became shorter. I kept bringing him to the edge but did not let
him go over.

It was at the beginning of one such deep throat session that he pulled me
back to the end of his cock. "Let me cum." He pleaded. I obliged and
continued working on his glands and was soon rewarded with the first of
many spurts of his cum. I was prepared for force of his ejaculation, but
not for the quantity. I struggled to swallow all 8 or so spurts. I began to
wonder if what was happening was real. This was third time this man had cum
today and here again I was barely able to keep up, but I did. Morris only
groaned and trembled as I took his load.

As his cock stopped spurting, he stayed hard but his breathing became more
normal. I continued to hold his cock in my mouth and slowly stroked his
shaft; milking out the last drop. I looked up and noticed we had stopped
moving and looking around discovered we were in our garage.

"We're home." Charles said stood and was holding the passenger door open.
He had a shirt on, no pants, and was stroking his cock. "C'mon guys, lets
get out of the Navigator, I don't want to have to clean it again."