Date: Wed, 29 Sep 2010 09:58:40 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mike Mover <mikeincentx@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Military - Finding Steve Chapter 3

This story is my property and may not be sold or posted to any other
sites with-out my permission.  If you are under age or if it is unlawful to
read such stories please leave.  This story will contain some sex between
adualt males and teen males but is much more a story offriendship and love.
This is my first posting to Nifty. Please let me know if you like my story
at mikeincentx@yahoo.com.

Copyright2010.  All Rights Reserved.


Finding Steve:  From Chapter 2


We had all had a nice breakfast and decided I would take them on a trip
around town after we call got showered and dressed.  As I climbed into the
shower, I could not get the images of Steve's body out of my mind.  His
beautiful face, his lovely full red lips, his amazing body, smooth defined
chest, and the treasure trail that led into his shorts.  As the water
cascaded over my body I could feel my cock starting to stiffen.  I started
to soap my body, imagining what it would feel like to run my hands over
Steve's amazing body.  My hands started moving lower, grasping my rock hard
seven inch dick in my soapy hands.  Using one hand to pump my dick, my
other hand moved over my body, stopping at each nipple and then moving down
to cup my low hanging balls.  It only took a minute or so before I could
feel my balls contracting up towards my body and I knew it would only take
a few more strokes to send me over the edge.  My body stiffened a little as
I felt my cum rushing up the length of my dick, shooting three ropes of cum
that hit the shower wall in front of me and then three more that landed on
the shower floor.  I stood there having to hang onto the shower door to
keep from falling.  I have not had an orgasm that strong in ages.

**********

Chapter 3


After finishing my shower and getting dressed we all jumped in the truck
and I showed them the schools that were both within walking distance, along
with all the new things in town.  Steve had been away for over twelve years
and this place has grown quite a bit in that time.

We all went to church Sunday morning and enjoyed the rest of the day
lounging around the house getting things organized.  Monday it was back to
work for me while Steve got the boys signed into their new schools.  Steve
met them at the schools and walked home with the boys so he was sure they
knew the way home.  They would be on their own on Tuesday because Steve had
to report in to his new unit.

Over the next several weeks we got settled into a nice routine with our
work and school schedules.  I was home from work shortly after the boys got
home from school and would help them with their home work while starting
dinner.  Steve and I would alternate Saturday breakfast, letting the other
sleep in for a bit.  Of course it became a tradition that we would all come
to breakfast wearing nothing but our boxers.  Something just felt right
with Steve and the boys living with me.  I began to notice that Steve and I
would catch each other staring at the other.  Most times we would just
smile and then go back to what ever we were doing.  Over time I found
myself starting to have feelings for Steve and he was now pictured in my
head every time I jacked off.

Before we knew it, three months had past as it was getting close to summer
break for the boys.  One Friday evening when Steve came through the door, I
could tell something was wrong.  Steve looked horrible as he came into the
kitchen were I was helping the boys with their home work.  Steve just
looked at me and sat down at the table with his head in his hands.  After a
few moments I asked him if he was feeling alright and said he felt a
migraine coming on after a very long day at work, along with an argument
with his soon to be ex- wife.

I got up and went over to Steve and started messaging his shoulders and
could feel the tension in his muscles.  I leaned over him and said "why
don't you go take some of your migraine medication and lye down on my bed."
My room was darker and quieter than his room.  "I will take care of the
boys, just go and relax." I told him.

After helping the boys finish their home work and fixing them some dinner,
I got them to sit down and watch some TV.  I looked in on Steve and saw
that he had stripped down to his boxers and t-shirt and had fallen asleep
on my bed.  I quietly closed the door and went back out to the living room
with the boys.  The boys didn't put up much of a fight when I asked them to
go to bed a little earlier than normal.  They knew their dad needed the
quiet and both went off to bed without an argument.

With the boys in bed, I went into my bed room and got ready for bed.  I
noticed Steve had climbed under the covers at some point during the
evening.  Without even thinking about it I climbed into bed on the other
side of my queen size bed and laid there listening to Steve's breathing and
knew he was in a deep sleep.

Early Saturday morning, I woke up and found myself spooned against Steve's
back with my left arm draped over his mid section.  I jumped back away from
Steve's back and tried to pull my arm from his mid section but realized he
had his arm on top of mine.  My mind was racing on what to say if Steve
woke up.  I looked up at his face and saw his eyes open just a little bit.
I just started repeating over and over again, "I'm sorry Steve, I'm sorry,
I didn't mean to".  I was just running on and on.  Then I saw a little
smile on his face and he pulled on my arm, pulling me back up against his
back.

He said, "Don't be sorry, it feels nice to have someone hold me again."

I just looked at him with a look of disbelief on my face, looking at his
face with that little smile, not knowing what to do.

Steve whispered, "Please lye back down, it's ok."  With that I laid back
down with a million thoughts running through my head.  I could feel Steve
fall back to sleep and I realized how right it felt just holding him in my
arms.

I must have fallen back to sleep again and awoke about an hour later having
to pee very badly.  I tried to pull my arm free from Steve's grasp and he
asked me where I was going.  I told him, "If you don't let go, I am going
to piss all over the both of us".

Steve just said, "Promise to come back to bed, it's too early to get up."
After emptying my bladder, I rinsed my mouth with some mouth wash so I
didn't offend Steve and then climbed back in bed with him.  I was no sooner
in the bed and Steve reached over, taking my arm and pulling me back up
against him.  We both just dozed in and out of sleep for the next half hour
or so, feeling very content.

I heard one of the boys open the back door to let Max out in the back yard.
Max had found himself a new favorite place to sleep, right at the foot of
the boy's bed.  Then I heard my bedroom door open and saw Conner peek
inside.  Connor opened the door just enough to get through and tipped toed
over to the side of the bed Steve was in and ever so carefully pulled to
covers back and then climbed in to bed.  Again I tried to pull my arm away
from Steve pull he just pulled back.  I knew that Connor often would wake
up early and climb in bed with his dad put I was not sure what he would
think with his dad in my bed.  I heard Steve ask Conner what was wrong.
Conner said he had a bad dream.  Steve had his fingers intertwined with
mine so when he lifted his arm to pull Conner in next to him, my hand went
over both of them.

A little while later, I heard the bedroom door open again and this time it
was Sean.  He stood there looking at the three of us laying in my bed and
said, "I was wandering where everyone was, just wanted to know if you guys
plan on getting up today or not, so we can have breakfast".

I rose up and on my arm and looked at the clock and then looked at Sean.
"I didn't realize it was so late, why don't you get breakfast started and I
will be right out to help you".  With that, Sean turned and went out into
the kitchen and started getting things out for our traditional Saturday
morning breakfast of bacon and eggs.  I tied to pull my hand from Steve's
but he just pulled back.  I whispered to him, "I can't help Sean with
breakfast if you don't let go".  Before he let go of my hand he brought it
up to his lips and kissed the back of my hand.

I was a little nervous as I walked out to the kitchen; not knowing what
Sean would think about his dad sleeping in my bed with me spooned up
against him.  Sean already had the bacon started and was breaking the eggs
into a big bowl.  "Do you need any help?" I asked.

Sean said, "No I think I can do it, but how many eggs to I put in?"

"I usually put in ten." I said.  Sean worked on the eggs while I was
keeping an eye on the bacon.

As Sean was stirring the eggs, he asked "Why did dad sleep in your room
last night?"

There it was the question I was hoping to avoid.  After taking a moment to
figure out how to answer him, I said "Well your dad was not feeling well
last night and was sound asleep when I went to bed.  I didn't want to wake
him so I just let him sleep in my bed last night.  Conner had a bad dream
and climbed into bed with us early this morning."

"Is dad feeling better this morning?" Sean asked.

I said "Yes I think so, in fact why don't you go make sure he and Conner
are up since we will have breakfast ready soon."

The rest of the day went like just about any other Saturday had gone since
Steve and the boys had moved in with me, although, Sean seamed a little
quiet and I felt like he had something on his mind, that being me and his
dad.

That night Steve came out from saying good night to the boys and asked if
we could talk.  I said sure.  Steve seamed to have a little trouble finding
the words, but then said "Sean asked me a question tonight while I was
saying good night.  He asked me if you and I were falling in love and if
you was my boyfriend."

I just looked at Steve thinking "Ok, so now he is going to tell me that he
and the boys are moving out tomorrow."  Once I got over the initial shock,
I said "And what did you tell him?"

Steve raised his eyes from the floor and looked into my eyes and said "I
told him that we were not boyfriends but I do think I am falling in love
with you."

All I could say is "Are you sure you are ready for this type of
relationship?  What will your boys think about us being in a relationship?
And then there is your wife."

Steve reached out, took my hand and looking into my eyes with tears forming
in his, said "Yesterday I got a call from the boy's mother.  She said she
had changed her mind about not wanting to ever see the boys again.  She
said she was going to take me to court to get custody of the boys.  That is
why I was so stressed last night and as I was lying in your bed last night
while you were taking care of my boys, I remembered when we first met and
how we seem to have this connection between us.  I remembered the feelings
I had while I would stare at you and watch you work, and could never really
understand why I had these feelings."

Steve looked back at the floor as he continued. "Then when I moved to Fort
Bragg, a bunch of the guys in the barracks took me out to a local strip
club and that is where I met Angela.  I got drunk and remember going home
with her and we had sex.  I guess I was just trying to fit in with all the
guys in my new unit.  Anyway as soon as I nutted in her I thought to
myself, what in the hell am I doing, I knew I didn't lover her.  A few
weeks later, she called me and told me she was pregnant and I was the
father.  I did the responsible thing and we got married, and almost nine
months to the day, Sean was born.  Just a few weeks after Sean was born,
Angela was all over me one night and being young and stupid we didn't think
we needed to use protection that soon after she had Sean.  Nine months
later, Conner arrived.  Over the next ten years, she cheated on me more
than once, but I was determined to keep my family together.  Then when I
returned from my last deployment and found out she had cheated on me with
several guys, bringing them into my house and fucking them in my bed with
my two boys in the next room, I couldn't over look that.  We got into a hug
fight and she left saying she never wanted to see me again, never wanted to
be a mother in the first place and didn't want the boys.  Angela left that
night and I have not talked to her until yesterday."

Steve had tears running down his face.  I pulled him in and held him in my
arms, not really knowing what to say.  Steve said "I am not going to let my
wife get custody of my boys.  I can't let that happen."

I was rubbing Steve's shoulders and cold feel the tension in his body as he
told me about his life with his soon to be ex-wife.  When he was finished I
told him "I will help you in any way I can.  We'll make an appointment with
my attorney first thing in the morning, but there's not much we can do
about it tonight, so let me help you relax a little so you can get some
sleep tonight."

Steve looked at me with a little grin on his face and asked "And just how
are you going to do that?"

I started to rub his shoulders and said, "I can feel the tension in your
shoulders.  Every mussel in your shoulder's are all knotted up.  How about
a nice message before you go to bed."

I led Steve into my bed room and had him lye down on bed face down after
taking his shirt and pants off.  I had some message oil in the night stand
next to the bed.  I sat down next to him and after warming up the oil in my
hands, I started at the top of his shoulders messaging the knots in his
mussels.  His mussels were so tight I knew this was going to take awhile.
After several minutes of working on his shoulders I could feel him starting
to relax.  His skin felt so soft and warm under my hands and I could feel
the tension starting to leave his body.  Steve's eyes were closed and he
started to moan a little. As I started to move from Steve's shoulders to
his back, I could feel my cock starting to rise inside my shorts.  My back
started to cramp up from messaging Steve's back while sitting next to him
so as I applied more oil to Steve's back I swung one leg over his back so I
was straddling him.  My now rock hard dick was resting right on his ass
with just my shorts and his boxers between them.  Steve didn't say anything
and in fact I thought I felt him push his ass up just a little.  I
continued to message Steve's back moving further and further down with each
pass.  I could stare at Steve's back all night long.  His back formed the
perfect V shape and his skin was so smooth with not a blemish anywhere,
with the two little dimples just above his ass.

"Feel good?" I asked.

Steve just moaned a little louder saying, "It feels wonderful, please don't
stop."

I continued my message, paying special attention to his lower back, just
above the waist band of his boxers.  I moved to Steve's legs, going down
the left leg, messaging the back of his massive thigh and then down to his
calf.  Then over to the right leg, this time, starting with the calf and
moving up to his thigh going all the way up inside the leg of his boxers. I
then went back down his right leg and back up his left leg, again going all
the way up into the leg of his boxers.  I went back to his back sliding the
waist band of his boxers down just a bit and then made my way back up to
his shoulders.

I could still hear little moans coming from Steve as I leaned down and
quietly asked "Do you feel better?"  Steve just moaned a little louder.  I
took that as a yes and whispered into his ear, "If you like, role over and
I will finish the job."  Steve didn't say a word; he just rolled over with
his eyes still closed.  I stayed straddled over Steve and I could see that
Steve was rock hard also.  It looked to be about the same sized as I am,
about seven inches, but not quite as thick as I am.  Steve was lying with
his arms at his side, so I oiled up my hands and started at his shoulders
again, going down each arm one at a time and then to his chest.  Steve's
chest was perfectly smooth and chiseled.  As I messaged his chest I noticed
his nipples had become erect, so I spent a little extra time on each one.
I continued down Steve's abdomen, working my way down to where his treasure
trail started, and them moved down to the waist band of his boxers.  I
could see his cock twitch every now and then, jumping in side his boxers.
I moved down to his legs and as did as I did on the back side of his legs,
I messaged my way down one leg, then back up the other making sure I went
all the way up into the leg of his boxers.  When I moved the boxers up a
little I could see Steve had some very low hanging balls, each about the
size of a small egg, the sack completely devoid of any hair.  Again I went
back down his leg and back up the leg I started on and then I moved back to
his chest.  Steve's kept moaning the entire time and I could feel every
part of his body was completely relaxed, with the exception of his rock
hard dick.

As I was messaging his chest, I leaned down a little so I could whisper in
his ear and when I did, our dicks touched and I could feel his dick
twitching against mine, with nothing but our shorts between us.  My voice
cracked a little because of my excitement and nervousness as I asked
"Steve, can I help you with your problem in your shorts?"

Steve never opened his eyes and just whispered "Please, your hands feel so
good."

Without saying a word, I reached over and picked up the oil bottle with my
left hand as my right hand started to message Steve's dick over his boxers.
I reached in through the piss slit of his boxers, carefully pulling his
dick and balls out of the slit.  I started to stroke his dick with my right
hand, amazed at how hard he was and how soft and smooth his skin felt.  I
saw that Steve was uncut but his head was completely exposed and covered
with pre-cum.  I only had to add a few drops of message oil and my hand was
sliding over his dick with ease.  Steve let out a load moan each time my
hand passed over the head of his dick.  I knew he wasn't gong to last very
long, so I reached down with my left hand to cup his balls.  I couldn't
believe how low his balls hung; they must hang down a good four inches from
the base of his dick.  I rolled his balls around in one hand as I stroked
his cock with the other.  Steve was moaning like crazy and I knew he was
close as I felt his balls contract up towards his body.

Steve's body started to shake and convulse as I heard him announce, "I'm
cuming, Oh my God, I'm cuming!"

I could actually feel the cum rushing up the length of Steve's dick, his
first rope of cum flying over his head and hitting the head board, the
second and third ropes hit Steve right in the face, the forth and fifth
landing on his chest and the rest on his smooth abdomen, slowing until it
just oozed out and ran down the side of his dick and over my hand.  I
continued to stroke his dick, his body convulsing each time my hand went
over the head until Steve grabbed my hand making me stop.

Steve was breathing so hard he could hardly speak.  I reached over and
grabbed his shirt that was lying on the bed and cleaned Steve up a little,
wiping the cum off his face first and then his chest and abdomen and
finally the head board.  Steve finally let go of my hand and I gave him one
last stroke over the head of his dick, causing him to jump once again.
Steve grabbed me by the arm and pulled me down on top of him, and then
pulled me close enough to kiss me on the lips.  I thought I was going to
cum in my shorts as I felt his lips touch mine, his tongue pushing its way
into my mouth.  It felt amazing; his lips were so soft and warm.

Steve rolled us over so he was now on top of me and whispered "Know it's
your turn," pulling my shorts down to my knees.  He grabbed my dick,
stroking it slowly.  I knew I wasn't going to last long.  I couldn't even
warn him that I was going to cum because he still had his tongue in my
mouth, wrestling with my tongue.  I just moaned as my body started to shake
and I shot several ropes of hot white cum all over my abdomen and chest.
It had to be the best and hardest orgasm I have had in my entire life time.
Steve pulled his tongue out of my mouth and just rested his head on my
chest as we both caught our breath.

After several minutes, Steve cleaned my cum off me with the same shirt I
used to clean him up a few minutes earlier and then laid down beside me.  I
pulled Steve into me, spooning him from behind.  We didn't say anything to
each other. I just held Steve close to me as we both fell asleep.

**********

Thanks for reading and all the comments and positive feedback. More
chapters will be posted soon.  This is a story about two men forming a long
term relationship, not a one night stand of meanless sex but the sex will
come.

MM