Chapter 23

Mike stared at Billy’s back, watching him as he worked out one more problem of his homework. For one of the few times, Mike had finished his homework early and was waiting to go over it with Billy. He smiled as he thought about that, how together they would vest each other’s work, to try to make sure everything was right. No wonder he had risen so dramatically in academic standings. Billy was a smart one, but it turned out so was he.

To think, all that time he struggled was simply because he didn’t have a good enough reason to excel. Sports had been different; it was his way of gaining acceptance and approval, not so much from his parents, but from strangers. Now all that had changed, ever since he moved in with his ‘wife’. God, if Billy heard him call him that, he would be wrestled to the floor, but then, that wasn’t such a bad thing either. Damn, there he was again, wanting to just manhandle that perfect young 16-year-old body. To take it, to hold it, ravage it and to become one mass of sweating flesh.

A sort of frown crossed his young face as he waited patiently for Billy to finish his homework. He had been such a dope before, thinking that if he was good at sports, that people would like him, that it would make him somebody when all that time all he had to be was himself. It was one of the lessons he had learnt from being with Billy, that nothing mattered more than what type of person he was, not how many td’s he scored, but how he treated others.

It wasn’t like he had been mean to other kids in school; it was just that he played the game like everyone else, until he watched Billy. That was when it hit home to him, that he had an obligation to be more than the big jock, more than the super star. In school, you hanged with your own crowd, you rarely crossed paths and yet somehow he had found his way to Billy, who never really was a part of the ‘jock set’ and yet now, his man was the talk of the school. He could walk anywhere and people would stop him or smile or wave to him and Billy never ignored them.

Mike recalled how after that one race, when Billy had been so far behind the competition, and had suddenly gotten a look on his face and his arms started to blur as they moved faster and faster bringing him up the track, passing the third runner then the second runner and coming up hard on the first runner. Somehow he had seen the crowd as they were cheering his lover on, and he watched their faces, feeling their pride in his man and he turned back to watch Billy; he watched as he simply grew even stronger, stand out more as his legs pumped faster and faster and his young body came closer and closer to the first place runner.

The energy in the crowd was something he could feel, but it was the feeling in his heart, the way it started to beat faster and grew tighter in his chest as he watched the stunning upset gain moment, come to pass as they entered the final turn of the track. There he was, now stride for stride with one of the state’s premier runners and his Billy had not only matched him stride for stride, but had gained on him, had taken a fourth place start and was now challenging him for the win.

As Billy leaned forward, his chest beating hard and his arms flaying like a whirlwind, Mike could only think of how sweet his face looked in its determination to reach that ribbon, how desirable he looked as sweat was pouring from his strained face as he dug in deep to find that last final burst of energy. The eyes were not glazed, but narrow and fixed on some distant spot and in the final seconds he watched as Billy took one step more and edged ahead to take the ribbon, knowing that the spot he had been aiming at was his own chest.

That victory had been heralded even in the local newspaper and he didn’t feel like it should have been him, instead he felt nothing but pride at Billy’s success. Yet, as much as that victory was super, it wasn’t what made Mike feel so much pride and love for Billy as what he did the next day at school.

That win had put their track team into the state regional meet, something they had been aiming for many years and it was Billy’s come from behind win that had sealed that opportunity. When they had gotten to school, everyone would stop and clap and cheer them, and he watched as Billy blushed each time. The success wasn’t new to him, hell he had led the school academically for the few years he had been there, but this was different. He also was now a bona fide jock and yet it didn’t seem to matter to him.

The sex last night had been something to behold, but it wasn’t because he had won a race, instead after, on the way home, Billy had simply looked at him and said, “Well, you did say if I won you’d give me the rim job of a lifetime” and laughed. Then he had gotten this serious look on his face, and with his blue eyes shimmering he told Mike how all he wanted to do was make Mike proud of him. How the hell could you not love someone who would go out and try to burst a blood vessel just to make you happy? God he loved him, knowing that Billy’s only goal was to make him happy, just as it was his own goal to make Billy happy.

Yet, while they had made long slow love, he didn’t really come to understand just what Billy meant until they were at school the next day. It was like they were hero’s returning from a foreign war or something, the way everyone was cheering them and trying to just get near them. It was the way Billy seemed to take it all in that made his heart swell with real pride and love.

Mike watched as they walked to their lockers and he saw some of the jocks come up and slap Billy on the back. He watched as his lover smiled, joked with them and talked and then he saw something that made him just burst with pride. There was this skinny runt who had a locker next to Billy’s and he was one of the nerds, one of those that jocks never talked to, never associated with, and was mostly ignored by the vast number of students.

He was standing there, waiting to get into his locker, unable to get through the press of Jocks and admirers, when Billy spotted him. He saw Billy smile at him and shrug his shoulders and then he said something to a couple of the guys who got a stunned look on their faces. Then they seemed to move away and as they walked away, they looked at the nerdy kid and kept on walking.

Billy walked over to him and held out his hand, with everyone watching and the kid almost fainted there and then. He shook Billy’s hand and you could see his eyes opening wide as Billy stood there, talking to him, and saying something. People all had their heads turned, wondering what was going on, seeing their latest superhero laughing and talking with someone they would normally just brush past, totally ignoring.

Mike watched in absolute amazement as Billy laughed and joked with the kid and then together they walked back to the lockers and continued their conversation. He could see the wide grin on the kids face, saw the deep admiration in his eyes as Billy just kept on talking, acting like this kid was a real friend. Finally, he smiled and as he left the kid by the locker, he tapped him lightly on the shoulder, as friends do and you could see the nerdy kid’s chest actually swell up. He had the widest smile on his face and when Billy came up to Mike, all he did was smile at him.

It didn’t end there either, as they headed down the hallway to their first class, people would wave or smile and Billy always smiled back, always waved back no matter whom it was. Several times he would stop to talk with someone, and sure some of them where the so called ‘in group’ but mostly, he would stop and talk with those who everyone considered where the ‘out group’ the outcasts so to speak. What was strange, was Mike found himself talking to them too, laughing with them and even being totally taken by how sincere they felt at being talked to by the two jocks.

It was at that point, as he talked to some guy who normally he would never have stopped for, that he realized that all the time he had been trying to fit in, all he had to do was be himself. Also, it hit him that he had an obligation as a sports figure, to reach out and make a real difference. That it wasn’t scoring the game winning touchdown or crossing the finish line first that made him, it was what he did with the fame and admiration it brought to him that would define him. Well, as long as he had Billy to show him, he knew that he could keep his end up.

“What are you grinning at?”

“Huh? Oh nothing, just thinking about that cute guy on 3rd Watch”

“Oh really?  Well watch it stud boy or I’ll take away your grazing privileges…haha”

“Oh? Think so do you?”

“No, not really, I kind of like the way your tongue feels”

“I should hope so, well you ever going to finish that or not?”

“Why? You in a hurry?”

“Fucking rights I am, I got me a reward coming I think”

“Oh? Just what did you do to get a reward?”

“Haha, Why I married you didn’t I?”

“Bastard”

“Nope, just in love, least that’s what it’s called isn’t it?”

“Yeah, you know something Mike, I kind of like this”

“Huh?”

“Us, I mean do you ever think it will change?”

“No, not the way you might think, I don’t know Billy, I kind of think it might, but in a good way”

“You ever wonder what it’s going to be like in ten or twenty years?”

“Sometimes I do, I kind of wonder what it will be like celebrating our 20th anniversary, or how Dad will be or Taylor, even Chris and Keith.”

“Yeah? Man you sure think of a lot, I kind of wonder where we’ll be but it really doesn’t seem to matter, cause you are always there.”

“You just saying that so you can get your ass licked, which does sound rather appealing”

“Perv”

“Yep”

“No, seriously though, it is kind of scary, thinking of being in our 30’s and all, if we’ll still have to sneak around and not being able to be open about our love, doesn’t it bother you?”

“Bother me? Hmm, yeah it does, but I guess I don’t think about that much, I mean there isn’t much I can do about it right now.”

“Yeah, I suppose, what do you think would happen if the school found out about us?”

“I don’t know, maybe they’d be jerks about it, but somehow, well somehow I kind of think they won’t be.”

“Why not? I mean, it scares me at times, shit I thought I would lose it the other day, after the race, I just wanted to hug you so much and hold you”

“Me too, but we waited, shit I don’t know Billy, I think they wouldn’t be so bad because they know us, it isn’t like we are some guys in school, shit everyone knows your face and name now”

“That’s the scary part though Mike, don’t you think it kind of makes it harder for us, what with everyone knowing us?”

“Well, I suppose it could have but no, not the way you are, there is something different between us and other’s”

“Huh? I don’t get it?”

“I don’t know if I do either, ‘cept that I watch you, you aren’t the typical jock, hell I don’t think I am anymore either, used to be but not now, you have changed all that.”

“Me? Yeah right, what are you talking about?”

“Shit, I don’t know if I can explain it, but I see how you take being the quote hero unquote and it isn’t like you expect.”

“Why? Am I doing something wrong? Shit… ”

“No, no Billy you aren’t doing anything wrong, maybe that kind of explains it, see you care what people think, how they perceive you, and that isn’t how most jocks act. They want the people to like them, to worship them and they use it to get ahead, but you don’t, you seem to make it seem like you owe them.”

“Well don’t we? I mean they come out on their own time to cheer us on, shouldn’t I feel that way?”

“I think so, but you go further than that, I mean like take lunch, you ever notice that we rarely sit at the same table or with the same group anymore?”

“Yeah, so?”

“See that is what I love about you”

“What? My dick?”

“Yeah that too, but no seriously Billy, you really don’t see it do you?”

“No, what am I supposed to see?”

“You go out of your way to make everyone be a part of your success, you share it with everyone, not just those who think they deserve it, but everyone”

“Huh? I still…”

“Okay, like yesterday we sat with those guys who were in the computer club, come on, the hero of the race eats lunch with nerds? That never happened before, didn’t you see how they all looked?”

“not really, I mean they seemed to be happy”

“Yeah, cause you made them feel like everyone else, you didn’t look down on them as geeks, or treat them like someone you would talk to only because you needed your hard drive cleaned.”

“Oh, but why shouldn’t I be that way? I mean Mike, they all came out to watch, they all were there, isn’t it right that we kind of let them know we appreciate it?”

“Right? Fuck man it is way more than right, but it isn’t what jocks normally do, you taught me that, you taught me that it isn’t just winning the race, it is what you do with it after.”

“I still, well okay I can see what you mean, but I don’t think I am doing anything special, just that more people seem willing to talk to me, so I talk back, I mean it is no big deal.”

“No, not to you it isn’t, but to them it is. I guess it is why I don’t really worry anymore about being outed in school, I just don’t think they would care, and not because they can understand our relationship, but because they know us as good people, not a jock or a brain, but as us, make sense?”

Tears were welling up in his eyes as he listened to Mike explain to him how he had felt, how he had thought it all out and come to the conclusion that he, Billy Bradford, was someone special. God if he only could tell him how special he was, that it wasn’t him but Mike that was the special one and then he just looked into the face and saw the love that was pouring out of it.

His arms opened and Mike walked up and let them wrap around his own shaking shoulders. Whatever the world would throw at them, Mike knew that as long as he could come home to Billy and his love, nothing would ever be so terrible, so bad, that he couldn’t face it.

With a sudden impulse, he picked up his man, his love, and carried him to the bed, kissing his cheeks and tasting the tears that were rolling down them. It was special, the way he just seemed to know that Billy needed to be loved by him. Looking down at his prone body, he saw the love leaping upwards to his own heart.

There was no mistakening the deep affection that flowed between them. At times its intensity was frightening, but at times like this it was so much more than just a physical release. He could actually feel Billy’s blood pumping in his own veins. His words of love were echoing in his ears as he slowly sat on the bed, to reach out with one hand to run his fingers lightly along the heaving chest.

Sparks flew as his fingers rested on the warm flesh, feeling the blood racing inside of his body, knowing it was Billy’s own blood flowing through him, knowing that their love would be forever. He bent down slowly, his eyes opened, gazing into Billy’s saucer eyes and he could see the blue sparks fly between them as he pressed his lips lightly against the hot mouth.

His heart roared and he could see his own chest heaving with desire as he pressed his lips harder now, his tongue slowly pushing out, tasting the salty flesh, feeling its heat transmit into his own body. Nothing else seemed to matter than to please this blonde beneath him.

Mike’s hands gently moved down Billy’s side, as his eyes continued to stare into Billy’s face. He could see his touch sending waves of pleasure into his lover, the eyes showed the joy passing through them and his own heart started to ache as he moved his hands down to the waist, feeling the flesh tremble to his touch, see it quake to his gentle prodding as the fingers brushed across the hips.

The room seemed to take on a completely different colour as he watched Mike lean over him, touching him in places he had touched a thousand times, yet it felt like the very first time. It was as if his body had never felt the pressure of Mike’s hands before, and it was a pleasure that was indescribable. His whole body was shaking, and tears of love were flowing down his cheeks, as his mouth tasted the warm taste of Mike’s breath. He could feel the tongue pushing against his lips; feel his lips parting to let his own mouth partake in the love that was flowing all around him.

Waves of pleasure were running through his whole body and he could feel himself trembling with each press of Mike’s fingers, feel his whole body shudder to the soft gentle touch of his lover. Nothing else mattered, the worry over being outed or of winning the regional no longer weighed on his mind, instead all he could think of was how heaven had nothing on how he felt at this second.

As their two hard cocks touched, Billy could feel the love overwhelming him, he knew that Mike was inside of him, not physically but their souls were already reaching each other, already touching and he could feel the air leaving his body being replaced by Mike’s own breath of love. His legs started to rise up, to rest on the hot flesh of his lover as he stared into Mike’s face, feeling nothing but love, seeing nothing but love.

Mike’s whole body shook as he felt Billy’s legs sliding up his side, the warm sweating flesh pulling against his own body. The heat flowing into him, the desire taking hold of him as he kissed hard, feeling his tongue running deep inside of Billy’s mouth. The taste was sending wave after wave of desire into his own body; the ache in his limbs grew stronger as Billy’s legs now rested on his shoulders.

He could feel the blood flowing in the veins, as the calves of Billy’s legs rested on top of his own bony shoulders. His own heart felt each pulse of Billy’s heart, and his eyes finally closed as he reached down with one hand to grip his pulsing cock, to slide it down between the quivering mounds of Billy’s cheeks.

His cock oozed pre cum, helping him wedge his throbbing pole up against Billy’s tight hole. As his cock head touched the soft pink hole his whole body shook hard and he opened his eyes to stare into the fluttering lashes of Billy’s eyes. The love was there and his hand rested on the hot cheeks, his belly feeling the tension in Billy’s groin and without moving, without a single effort on his part, he felt his penis entering the soft warm tunnel of Billy’s rectum.

It was as if Billy had simply swallowed him whole, as he felt his hips shake, his heart skip a beat as the sensation of penetration flowed into his body. His soul seemed to be singing as his cock slowly pushed further inwards, feeling the tough young inner muscles wrap around the throbbing pole, and yet not in objection but with a simple desire to hold it, to caress his cock, to let it feel all that was inside.

The two bodies continued to slowly join, continued to form one single body as the hard cock was taken eagerly by the soft tissue inside, the feeling of completeness overwhelming them both as they struggled to define the feelings that were washing through their bodies.

It was like their conversation, they could hear each other’s inner thoughts and they answered each other’s calls, yet no sounds but those of loud pleasant groans could be heard from anyone who cared to be listening.

While the two bodies crashed together, their mortal flesh slapping each other, the hard throbbing cocks rubbed and prodded each other’s bodies, their souls were joined in a way that nothing could come between. It was like they were one single entity, one person residing in two bodies, not by some fluke but because their love was so immense it needed two souls to hold it all.

Their ears were closed to the sounds of their love, yet the room reverberated to their youthful voices, as they were raised loud and strident with each thrust, each push, each union. All that they could hear was the undying declaration of love that flowed between them, the truth of their love evident in their wild thrusts, their passionate embrace of legs and arms and torso’s.

Seth smiled as Chris leaned on his shoulder. The sounds of wild passion was easily heard through the closed door. He stood there, listening to his son’s wild cries of joy and his new son’s answering burst of love. The words were loud, and even the old hallway seemed to echo with their cries. Chris had said that at least with those two making out so often, there would be no need to clean the ceilings or mouldings, the screams and cries would shake all the dust off.

It always amazed him, each time he took this journey past his sons’ room, how much sex they seemed to have. It was like he could walk by any hour of the day or night and sounds of love would be echoing from the closed door. At times he was sure he could feel the door shaking as one of them would reach a point of explosion. He knew that when the door was open, the entire upper level of the house smelled of their love, and it only seemed to make him feel happier, more at ease and of course, horny.

Well, he knew that his son was in good arms, and his smile grew as he turned to stare at Chris. How lucky he was, to have found once more his family and now to be able to embark on a new life. The future no longer looked dark and dismal. He found hope in it, not just for himself but for his boys too.

Chris felt a bit uneasy, as he stood by Seth’s side listening to the wild passionate noises coming from Billy and Mike’s room. He felt a bit quilty at listening to them, but he had to admit, it was something he enjoyed, not for the thrill, but of how it made Seth feel afterwards. He could see how his whole body would change as they approached the closed door each night on their rounds.

He could see how the shoulders would arch back, the head pop up taller, the bearing so much more erect, as they got closer to the boy’s room. It was really something actually, to see the transformation that came over Seth. His hands would be at his side, yet as they came closer to Billy’s room, one hand always seemed to twitch a little then reach out for one of his own hands. It was like; he wanted to know that Chris was there with him.

When the room was silent, they would gently open the door to gaze at the two bodies resting together. The scent of love would fill them both and he would always feel Seth’s hand clench his a wee bit tighter then. It really was touching to be a part of, and yet he felt like he was intruding on something special, something private.

Despite all of Seth’s words and affection, he still felt like an interloper at times. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but he thought he was actually intimidated by the openness of the love that flowed in the house. He could see it each time that Billy or Mike would walk in or past them. Hell, he could see each time he looked into Seth’s eyes. The way they would light up as they found his own, and he had to admit, his heart always gave him a slight nudge each time he saw Seth.

Feelings of guilt assailed him at those times too, because to look down on two young males, naked and entwined as they always were, was simply a hell of a turn on to him. He always got rather stiff but then so did Seth and he knew that Seth only had the love of a father for the two, but still he felt a bit weird by it all.

Then there was the times when the door was closed and the sounds left no doubt as to what was going on behind it. Even then he felt guilty, because the stiffness was ever so much greater then, and he even had this desire to just peek inside, to see just what they were doing that made the house rock so violently.

Chris thought that Seth felt that way too, but he wouldn’t dream of discussing it, for fear of alienating the man who had rescued him. Yeah, that was kind of how he was thinking of Seth, yet somewhere in the back of his heart he knew it was definitely more than that. It was as if he had merely been waiting for him, like his whole earlier life was simply killing time until Seth could be available for him.

It was strange, because he could tell how much Seth had loved his wife, how deep that love went in him and yet he also knew that right now, at this second, that Seth was totally committed to him. It wasn’t a physical thing, though man the old guy could sure test his stamina, it was more than that.

Gay sex wasn’t new to him, but the sex he was experiencing with Seth certainly was. He had never felt such an intense body controlling intensity as he did whenever he and Seth would get it on. The funny thing, they got it on every damn night and then some. It was wild hard sex, the deep penetrating kind that made every part of your body ache, and yet there were the tender moments. Times when they would just wind up holding each other, their passion dampened in force, and yet not really.

Each time that they would have sex, while the positions may have been the same, the feelings never were. Each time was different for him, fresh and new and that made him feel confused. It wasn’t what he had been used to; certainly not when he had been married, or since.

As the hallway echoed to the young cries of one of the boys, Chris stared hard at Seth. He could see the man standing tall, feel his love and if he looked he knew he would see a very hard bulge in the pants, almost as hard as the one he was sporting.

He wasn’t sure, but his mind kept telling him this was wrong, that to be standing outside of two 16 year old’s bedroom and listening to them fuck was not what adults did. Yet here he was, listening and feeling it all at the same time. Was it wrong?

Seth could feel the eyes on his back, the sweat on the palms of Chris’ hand as he held onto it tightly, listening to his son being loved by Mike. God it sounded so good, to hear the strident cries of total submission to another soul. He could feel the warmth of the love that was breaking down the door. His heart was pounding in his chest as he thought about the man next to him, wondering how he was feeling, wondering if he was experiencing the same amazement at the way life had turned out for them.

He also wondered if maybe this nightly walk was too much for Chris. Maybe it brought up painful memories for him, of his own son lying somewhere else, unable to check on him as they could with Billy and Mike. Somehow he had to find a way for Chris to be able to experience this feeling with his own son, somehow he had to get the two back together, as a son and father should be.

Listen to him, his mind said, as Billy’s cries roared out once more, trying to get Chris and Keith together when it had taken him so many years to do just that for himself. Damn, maybe he was being pushy, or selfish, but he also knew that those years lost, were years he would always miss not having memories from. He couldn’t let Chris go through that, and he knew that once more, he would be risking a lot, but damn it, Chris was part of him now, there really was no choice. A father deserved to have a relationship with his son, nothing should interfere in that and Seth turned to look into Chris’ eyes.

Chris was startled by Seth’s sudden turn and gaze. Something had gotten ahold of  Seth and Chris could feel his heart twist and turn a little in trepidation. Could something be wrong that he hadn’t noticed? Had he done something to offend? Damn, he was like a high school kid with his first crush, always reading more into a look than was necessary.

“What? He asked, an edge of fear in his voice as he stared back into Seth’s face.

“Kiss me”

“Huh?”

“Kiss me, now, here”

Chris was taken aback, his face registered complete surprise at the sudden request. It was like a test or something, but he could see that Seth wasn’t joking, he really did want him to kiss him, right there in front of the boy’s room.

“Don’t you want to?”

“Fuck yes” he answered, moving in towards Seth and he kissed him, full on the lips, tasting the man that held his heart. He was surprised to find the kiss being returned even harder, and before he knew it, Chris found his back being pressed up hard against the far wall. The cold wood making his body stand up straight, and Seth’s lips were crushing his, the raspy tongue pushing hard against his own mouth, forcing it open, forcing him to swallow hard as it raced inside.

Seth couldn’t hold back any longer, the sounds of his son’s love making was overpowering to his own soul. The ache he felt wasn’t just physical, he needed Chris, then and there and his hands pinned the tall man up against the wall. His mouth crushed hard into the full lips, tasting the saltiness of Chris’s saliva.

His hands now pushed against the man flesh, feeling the strong muscles give way to the sudden touch, feeling the nerves tingle with his touch and he pushed harder, his hands now digging at the clothes, desperate to unleash the power of their love that was being hidden by the fabric of man.

Seth seemed to suddenly be gripped by a strong sense of urgency. His hands flew all around the surprised blonde, one minute they held his face, while his mouth pressed hard against the wonderful full lips, the next they were ripping at the waist band, pulling at the pants button and fly. His urgent desire was contagious, and he could feel Chris starting to let his own needs take control. His own hands started to respond and were equally pulling at Seth’s body.

Hands were flying every way possible, one minute holding a face, the next running down the chest, feeling the power of the stomach muscles, teasing the hard bulge, or yanking at the fabrics that covered their flesh. Chris could feel his heart pounding, the sounds of Billy and Mike no longer echoed in his head, instead they were nothing but a distant rumble as his own desire took hold. He groaned loudly as he ripped at his own waistband, feeling the soft metal clasp that held them closed fly off to a side, the zipper giving way to Seth’s own hand.

His cock was raging hard and he could feel the heat as the zipper was forced down, the clasp of the pants broken off, no longer able to withstand the increasing force of their desire. Chris reached up, his hands now tearing at Seth’s shirt, buttons popping helter skelter.

Seth’s mouth roared with fire as his lips and tongue were pressed all over Chris’ face and neck. The shirt spread open, one tiny button refusing to surrender to the animal power of Seth’s desire and yet it wasn’t just his lust, it was as if he was desperate to reach inside, to touch Chris’s soul like he had never touched it before.

His love was becoming like a feeding frenzy, the more he touched Chris, the more he ached, the more he kissed him, the more he shook with desire, the more he felt him, the harder he moved. His whole body was pressing up against Chris, the wall groaned to the pressure of two full blooded adults engaged in the first stages of unbridled passion.

Chris could feel the air leaving his body and he gasped for air, refusing to let his body stop him as his hands now dug deep into Seth’s groin, feeling the power of the huge cock inside, feeling its heat and feeling its need for him, not for someone else, not for any other living soul, but for him, Christopher Walker Jenkins.

As the realization hit him, he lost it. His heart pounded like it would explode and he groaned loudly, his body aching for the man in front of him. His hips arched outwards, pressing back with even greater force against the wild thrusts of Seth’s own aching body. The two groins crushed into each other, his cock swollen with desire for Seth, Seth’s cock filled with every drop of his body’s blood as it too sought release in the flesh of Chris.

It was a test of whose desire was greater, whose soul wanted to be fed first and yet they were evenly matched. They battled onwards, their hands groping the hard flesh, feeling it give slightly, feeling the muscles coiling beneath it and all the time their lips would lock and their tongues would battle for their space inside of the other’s mouth.

They were consumed by the fever of love, as it flashed up and took hold of their hearts. Together they stood tall by the door, their breathing no longer even, hard gasps for air filled the empty hallway with its raspy sound, but even that was being overshadowed by their urgent groans of desire.

Seth’s hands were digging down past the boxer shorts, feeling the heat, feeling the love that was waiting for him to unleash. He took a deep breath and suddenly he stepped backwards, his eyes searching out Chris’ own eyes. He saw the wild look being reflected to him, realizing that it was the same look that he had in his own eyes and he smiled.

Chris saw the smile starting and any thought he had of stopping, of taking even one more breath vanished with that sight. His heart roared outwards and he flung himself forward, his hands now groping like a wild man at Seth’s crotch. His fingers dug past the pants, finding them already open, but still being held closed by the zipper. That lasted less than a second and as his hands pushed down on Seth’s pants, he found his own legs moving, tossing his pants from around his ankles.

The sudden force surprised Seth, and he stepped back, his own back now resting hard against Billy’s bedroom door. The doorknob pushed hard against the upper part of his buttocks, and the sensation only made his desire for Chris even hotter. He let the blonde hold him up against the door, his hands now pressing and cupping his groin, his pants open and hanging down as they groped each other.

His $65 shirt was ripped open, his bare chest glistened in the soft yellow glow of the hallyway lights as Chris’ face was pressed hard against his nipples. He could feel the one hand reaching down to hold his thick cock as he struggled for air. The lungs felt like they had been drained of every molecule of life giving oxygen; yet his heart demanded more, demanded he seek out even more of Chris’ love.

The overwhelming urge to taste Seth was too much, his tongue flicked out guickly to twist around the firm ruby red nipples. The hardness only making his frenzy intensify as his hands groped the huge pulsing cock still being held by the flimsy material of Seth’s boxer shorts.

His hands pressed and pulled at the hard lump of man flesh, feeling the heat rise even more to each touch, each prod of his hand. The downward slide of his mouth grew faster as he sank to his knees in front of Seth, his hands raised slightly to grip the thin boxer shorts and in one quick blur they rested at Seth’s ankles.

The huge cock was sticking straight out, glistening with large drops of pre cum as Chris’ mouth flew down the hard trembling stomach, tasting the flesh as it ran down its full length, past the small tuft of hair and then to the wiry pubic hairs. The rough exterior of his tongue tasted it all, storing it all and helping to drive his heart even faster. The pulse rate soared as his chin touched the tip of the glistening penis, his heart skipped a beat, then another as his tongue licked down, his face now turned down to gaze at the pink flesh that throbbed below him.

His eyes bulged at the throbbing organ, as his mouth moved closer to the hot piece of man flesh. The heat was scorching hot as he kissed the huge cock shaft, feeling the huge thing shake to his light touch. He heard Seth groaning loudly, his hand slamming back against the wall and his own body started to rock with the fever of love that was burning so brightly in both of their souls.

Chris moved his mouth along the top of the hard cock, his lips brushing along every inch of the flesh, the huge cock shaking to the touch, the man groaning his pleasure and yet all he could think of was to feel the power of that organ buried deep inside of him.

His tongue licked at the cock head, tasting the salty pre cum, rolling it in his mouth, savouring the full flavour of his man’s early seed, and knowing that it was just a beginning of a flood of taste treats for him. His lips kissed the huge head, tasting even more as his hands now firmly gripped the man’s shaking cheeks.

Each press of Chris’ hands made him tremble, He could barely hold himself up against the door, his hands beating hard against the wooden walls on either side as he felt so much love flowing into his body. There was no other thought than to have Chris, and he reached out with an inner strength, his hands clamping hard on the firm shoulders, squeezing them tight as he thrust his hips forward, feeling his huge cock push past the surprised lips and enter the un prepared mouth.

Chris started to choke briefly as the huge pulsing penis forced its way past his mouth. The salty taste flowed hard inside of his mouth, his heart was beating insanely, urging him to swallow, urging him to grip tighter and to taste it all. His throat momentarily constricted, then under the harsh orders of his heart opened wider than it had ever opened before.

His eager throat was suddenly swallowing the throbbing cock, the huge weapon now pressed back against the furthest reaches of his throat and he could feel the blood racing along the thick pulsing vein on the bottom of the huge shaft.

His hands forced the hips forward, pulling Seth closer, grinding his lips now up against the dark pubic hairs, his nose breathing nothing but Seth’s own man scent and as it filled his body with its intoxicating aroma, Chris started to feel himself shake in an uncontrollable spasm of release.

Chris managed a strangled cry of joy as his body shook to the sudden explosion between his legs. He couldn’t stop himself as he felt the huge throbbing organ inside of him shaking with immense power. He licked at the huge cock inside of his mouth, his fingers digging in till they touched the hard bone beneath the quivering flesh.

Seth felt the sudden wet heat on his legs and he knew that Chris’ milk was showering his legs with its power. The idea was too much, the feelings running too hard for him to stop, to reach down and take the man in his arms. Instead, he felt his body groan and shudder as his hips pushed outwards even harder than he imagined possible. His whole being was rushing to that one spot in his body, that one large throbbing organ that was lodged deeper, with each passing second, into Chris’ throat.

Seth could feel his love flowing hard and fast in every part of his body, it was rushing forward now towards his groin and he could feel his hands digging into the shoulders of Chris. He felt the pain as it lanced through Chris’ body, and instead of releasing his hold, he found Chris urging him on, eager for more and his hands dug in harder as his body started to uncoil.

Every muscle let loose as the final ounce of his love flowed to his aching groin. His heart stopped in mid beat as his lungs gasped for their last puff of air. His mind went blank, as his voice yelled out his love, and the first syllable of his booming voice echoed out, his cock jerked hard deep inside of Chris’ throat.

A large steady stream of rich thick man milk came flooding out, filling his throat with its stickiness. He swallowed quickly, as more and more of the hot milk flooded out, covering every part of his throat, backing up to fill his mouth with its salty taste. He swallowed constantly as the huge cock continued to jerk, continued to release its precious cream into the willing mouth of Chris.

Large drops of white cream trickled out from the corners of Chris’ mouth. His whole body groaned and he could feel the tears flowing down his cheeks as he swallowed the last hot cream. His mouth was sore, his jaw ached like it had never ached before and every muscle in his body was protesting to his mind, yet his heart continued to beat fast, continued to urge him on.

His tongue licked at the softening cock in his mouth, taking all of the white milk off the hot throbbing shaft, licking at the still few drops that were slowly leaking form the tiny slit.

Chris felt himself falling backwards, as the cock finally slid out from between his lips. White flakes coated his face, as he stared upwards to the puffing man that had just filled him with his rich seed. He saw him smile as he struggled to catch his breath, his body resting still against the door and he watched as the strength left him, his full frame sliding down the door, his legs spreading out so they would stagger his stretched out body.

They lay there, huffing and just looking at each other. Seth had never felt so drained as he did at that moment, and yet his heart wasn’t through yet. He could feel the desire still burning deep inside of him, and he looked into Chris’ eyes, to see an answering challenge. Yes, the desire burned just as hot in him and he knew that tomorrow at work would be one where he would hardly move from his soft leather chair.

He could see the widening grin on Chris’ face, and he knew that Chris would not want to be spending much time walking around tomorrow either. Slowly, he managed to reach out with one hand, to grasp Chris’ hand and was about to tell him how much he loved him when a tiny shrill voice boomed out from behind the closed door.

“WILL YOU TWO GET A ROOM!”

The words seemed to just explode around them. Chris got a look of worry on his face when Seth burst out laughing. His whole body shook to the peal of laughter and Chris couldn’t help but join in with it.

Still chuckling Seth stood up and managed to pull his boxer’s up. He tossed the pants to one side and yanked on Chris’ hand to bring him back up to his feet. The laughter was still rolling from his lips as he turned and opened Billy’s bedroom door.

“HEY, YOU THINK THAT WAS LOUD?  WE ARE JUST GETTING STARTED SO EITHER GET SOME EAR PLUGS OR MAKE YOUR OWN NOISE”

With those words booming through the house, Seth turned and started to jog to their bedroom. He still had hold of Chris’ hand and so Chris had no choice but to jog along behind. His ripped clothes strewn all over the hallway floor along with Seth’s own tattered array of clothing.

The bedroom door was ajar and it moved swiftly as two young heads peered out into the hallway. Billy couldn’t believe it, as he watched Chris’ white buttocks shining in the light enter his dad’s bedroom, with his dad clearly yanking on his arm. Shit, after all that raucous and they were going for more?

Mike was laughing, as he watched Chris enter Seth’s room and his eyes travelled back to the scene in front of their door and his eyes bulged as he saw the ripped clothes strewn all over the place.

“Chris sure has a nice ass, don’t you think so Billy?”

The sound of Mike’s voice startled him, his mind whirling with what had just gone on. He had jumped out of bed when he heard the hard thump of someone hitting his door, then the hard slap of hands against either side of his door had petrified him until he felt Mike’s arms wrap around his shaking body. He was almost out of his bed when he felt Mike pull him back into the crook of his arm.

They had lain there, listening to the wild sounds of Chris and Seth getting it on. Billy had been flabbergasted at first, but resting in Mike’s arms he started to realize that maybe he wasn’t the only one in love. God, it was almost like his dad was copying his own actions with Mike earlier when they first started to become lovers. There wasn’t a safe place in the entire house for either of them, and it was somewhat nice to see his dad come out of his shell. Damn, though, they sure were noisy. He smiled at that thought and cuddled deeper into Mike’s arms and just enjoyed listening to his father and Chris pound the walls with their love. It really was no different than what he and Mike did, except maybe louder and harder. The poor house, he wondered if it would ever recover from all the beatings it was taking and going to be taking.

“So? You think he has a nice butt or not?”

“Haha, yeah he does, but what the fuck you doing checking it out?”

“Hey, just want to make sure that there isn’t any other competition out there.”

“Oh? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Well, you think my butt is cuter than Chris’?”

“Hmm, well… to be honest…”

“Watch it blondie”

“Well I have watched it, hehe, but he does have more to gaze at than you, but I like your wiggle better, its more, oh I don’t know, sexy? Hehe”

“Okay, well come here then, I’ll show you sexy”

As he reached towards the night table to take hold of the condom, the sound of a bedroom door slamming shut made him smile. His grin widened as he turned back towards the bed, the face of his love beaming up at him. Damn, Billy was right, love is one fucking hot high.

Chris saw the smile and his heart quicken even more, knowing that he was about to receive more loving from Seth. He had no idea how he would manage it, but his cock was already stiff as a board and so was Seth’s. Damn, all he needed now to be complete was to have his son live with him.

Seth rolled the condom down his hard cock, amazed that he could get it up so soon after its violent explosion only minutes earlier. He didn’t remember being that proficient in High School, when he was supposed to be at his peak, yet here he was, eager and hard to once more join with Chris in a passionate embrace.

He leaned over the hot dark haired money manager and he reached down to lightly kiss him on the lips. As they kissed he felt his heart racing once more and he started to sit up, to place his two hands on either sides of Chris’ face. Looking into the soft hazel eyes he softly spoke.

“We need to get you and Keith together Chris, He needs to be around you”

Before he could answer, he felt the sudden jab as Seth entered his body. Damn the man, he had his number for sure as his mind started to soar with thoughts of having Keith there, being able to share his life with his son and his heart seemed ready to explode as Seth drove his hot cock deep into Chris’ body, knowing that his words had only added fuel to their love. Besides, a father needed his sons near him.