Date: Tue, 7 May 2013 05:46:21 -0400 (EDT)
From: Writersparody@aol.com
Subject: Badger Lives in Clive

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Badger Lives in Clive.

It is true, I am such a lucky guy having met Badger's brother Clive. No
need to pine any more after Badger's parting, his death brought Clive to me.
There is an awful lot about Clive resembling his late elder brother.

We still use Badger's old  custom built allotment shed. For me there  can
be nowhere else, it is a special place where we can share complete privacy
and I guess that is why Badger left it to me in his will and his  allotment.

Clive was curious to know who the guy was - who meant so much to his
brother, but was not bitter about my having the shed. In fact he said he was
glad because it had brought us together in a wonderful way.

Unlike his brother he was single and had no immediate involvements until he
 met me, He's a writer and had devoted much of his life to his work, that
is  until I came along, and now that has changed. Like Badger he claims to be
 bisexual, that he'd been with a couple of girls but never long term.

Unlike Badger who was married but because of his wife's condition could not
 free his high sexual aspirations, and happily that is where I came in.
Clive  loved to reminisce about his late brother, how we met and how it came
about we  became intimately associated  in the confines of his shed.

So now we meet regularly, one or twice a week and although I was despondent
 at first, about using the place in which Badger and I had spent so many
intimacies, it occurred to me that Clive was so much like his brother,
although  somewhat younger. He had the same passion in his veins and I guess that
first  time we fucked it did seem like old times, it was a beautiful
experience and I  grew to love and enjoy this new guy in my life, who was so much
like his  brother, but with some variations in his sexual appetite which
created a whole  new wonderful experience.

Sometimes he was happy to fuck me sitting on his lap, he wanted to hear
about those very special sexual intimacies Badger and I shared whilst he was
wedged neatly and fully inside me. It was wonderfully soothing to feel the
warmth of him snug and tight inside me when it was cold and damp outside,
and as  we talked, I felt the occasional pulse of energy moving his hardness
and the  throb was absolute heaven, as he gently, so gently moved. The finale
would come  later when he was ready, after we'd shared those secrets of
mine which he said,  he found wonderfully spiritual, like his brother was still
there, urging him on,  to show me I was still loved and appreciated - and
through Clive we could  continue in spirit those so wonderful times we shared.

It became part of our relationship; I sat on his lap enjoying his comfort.
We even drank coffee and nibbled digestive biscuits and it felt like we
were  forever bonded. This was different, that during this bonding - I could
tell  Clive about Badger and me.  It was as if the spirit of Badger wanted
that,  like he wanted Clive to reap the benefits of that which I could give, so
that  when we fucked it was with the sheer passion and depth I had with
Badger, much  of which I have written about in the past involving Badger and I.

And now, leading up to the eminence of our fuck, Clive said it was time,
took his keen erection out of me, making me feel something was missing, like
it  was something that needed quickly to gratified, but not before I enjoyed
the  most beautiful sustained oral gratification, that something which I
always  abundantly enjoyed with Badger and was equally enjoying with Clive.

I can't fully explain just how it is, but sucking Clive to the full sent me
 into a frenzy, his taste so earthy and salty, it was the taste and scent
of cock  I'd missed so much, and now I aimed to make up for loss time in
giving Clive my  very best.

"Hey! Just a minute, Alex. Let me sit on the edge of Badgers old chair so
you can suck me off just like you did him. Just pretend I am Badger and do
all  those things you told me about.

"There how is that?" He said, his thighs wide apart revealing the true
beauty of a cock and balls to die for. But I did not have to pretend, because
with Clive it was a new ball game. And anyway, unlike Badger, he was
circumcised  and it did make a difference not feeling the foreskin between my lips
and  teasing it back. But nevertheless it was delightfully different and I
gave it my  very best. I think Clive was well happy and he showed me
something new, he  wanted me to open my mouth and stretch out my tongue when, after
a strong and  deep throat sucking, he yelled he was nearly there. I
released that gorgeous  funnel of delight and watched  it throb, jerking up and
down as he grasped  its girth in his hand and gave himself a firm jerk-off.

I did as he wanted, still on my knees, the taste and smell of him still
abundantly with me, and waited for this new experience. I didn't have t wait
long, his fresh sucked cock exploded and out gushed his hot white spunk,
garnishing my mouth and tongue. I swirled his cum around in my mouth, not
certain if to swallow it or how he would want it, but he soon showed me in no
uncertain terms, for kneeling down to my level he said to keep my tongue
stretched and immediately he was sucking it, licking all the steaming spunk
off  my mouth and lips too.

Then he wanted for us to kiss. He started pushing his spunked tongue into
my mouth so that we could share the taste of it.

Afterwards, when we were done, and when he'd fucked me so hard across the
potting bench, I knew this was going to be how it was, it was to be Badger
all  over but with that subtle difference. He asked me how it was and I said
it was  wonderful.

He was so happy, he said he felt he could do the things he'd had kept
secretly lodged in his fantasies for so long, and rewarded me with a wonderful
long and gratifying deep oral sucking and licking. Crouched over his head as
he  lay on the floor he enjoyed me to the full, his hands grasping my
buttocks to  spread them as he pushed his tongue inside my fresh fucked hole, and
it felt  divine, just to be there, perched above him like that, to think he
could enjoy  every part of me in that fashion, his licks and sucks were out
of this world and  I was submerged in a frenzy of ecstasy and everything in
the world was  perfect.

"I am in my element with you Alex" he told me when taking an occasional
pause. "This is absolutely gorgeous, I so love your tight curvy ass and I
know I  will never able to get enough of it."

I told him it was all his. In fact I loved being all ass for Clive just as
much as I did with Badger. He loved to suck and oral too, I remember his
rough  tongue teasing the inside of my thighs working up to my balls and
asshole, when,  just like Clive, he gave me a good prolonged sucking and licking.

Clive said he loved my flavour; "You taste of peaches and cream and have a
chassis that would equal the most tight assed girl or boy anywhere."

I wriggled for him, he liked that. I felt him stretch my cheeks open to the
 full, it felt so nice and then enjoyed the warmth of his fervent sucking
once  more as he really went to town. Like an animal he was sucking and
licking and  massaging all at once, he gave me such a strong jerking until we
both reached a  new and heaven sent climax. Now he was sucking my spunk and
again then, his lips  met mine and we shared the flavour.

That was true intimacy, different but essentially nice.

So our relationship grew and if I thought I may be late in seeing him I
gave him a key to the shed, when he would be ready and waiting when I arrived
with the usual hunger for his special kind of loving.

One morning when I arrived late, he said he had been rummaging in one of
the boxes where his brother had left so things.
"I hope you don't mind Alex  but, well he was close to me too."

I didn't mind at all. Our relationship was all about sharing. Actually I'd
 forgotten about the box but as soon as he showed me what was inside I
realized  how Badger liked to keep things appertaining to our secret rendezvous
and I felt  that was so romantic

"Did you know about Badger having a girl in here?" Clive said  carefully.

I looked at a couple of pictures he'd found along with some girls clothing
in the box. I laughed and felt privileged indeed that Badger had kept them,
all  the wonderful memories of our very sensual excursions were in that box.

One picture showed the girl perched on his lap, her skirt hiding what they
were doing and the other was a little more daring, with Badgers hand up her
 skirt. I remember it well.

"You seem happy enough, you must have known about her then, Alex?"

"I knew her very well, she was me!"

Clive was openly gob smacked and looked again, this time more intently at
the pictures.

"Wow! You look like a real girl" he said. "And these clothes, you wore
them?"

"It was one of Badger's occasional delights, to have me dressed in a short
 black tight skirt with all the trimmings, like you see in the pictures. To
hide  my maleness he'd have me wear a Basque - the one in the box - with
just a  suitable slit beneath where he could fantasize he was having a girl.
He was  bisexual you know!"

"And all the make up too, the lipstick, nail varnish, everything  Alex?"

"Yep! That is me."

"Absolutely unbelievable. But I can see you have a body like a girl, those
curves and al - the obvious false boobs as well. You truly looked the part
and  certainly made my brother very happy no doubt!"

I knew he was hinting at what we got up to, when I was dressed in a girls
gear, and I had a feeling he would want me to do the full works just like
his  brother, the under the skirt sniffing - the mock pussy teasing, the lot.
And why  not. It was a wonderful role play excursion with Badger and I
simply adored  playing `girly' for him.

And now a new page was opening and out came the girly gear and a host more
play things and Clive seemed eager to emulate his brother's wildest  dreams...