Date: Wed, 16 Sep 2009 20:38:48 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brian and Jeff, Part 11

This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males. If material of
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if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read
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  This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's
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Mark Stevens


Brian and Jeff, Part 11

	Jeff and I left my motel and headed for his house. I was enjoying
spending time with him, just being with him, but I knew he needed to be
with his family. After all, his son was getting married, and this was his
time. I was just glad I was getting to be with Jeff, so I had no problem
sharing him with his family.
	When we reached Jeff's home, I followed him inside. It had been
several years since I had seen Judy, his wife.
	"I'm home," Jeff called out. "I've brought company," he added.
	Judy was in the kitchen. She came out to greet us. "Hello, Brian,"
she said. She reached out and gave me a hug. "I'm really glad you could
make the wedding."
	"Me, too, Judy," I said. "Kathy was sorry she couldn't make it. She
sends her love and best wishes."
	Jeff's son, Tony came down the stairs. Giving me a grin, he said,
"Brian, long time no see."
	"Tony, just how is the college almost graduate?" I asked, giving
him a hug.
	"Hanging in there," he told me. "Just trying to live through all
this nonsense," he added.
	"You'll be next, so you had better take notice," Jeff warned his
son.
	"Not me, I'm a confirmed bachelor. "
	Steps sounded behind him and I looked up to see Andrew, Jeff's
youngest son right behind his brother.
	"Hey, Brian," he greeted me.
	"Oh, my God, you're grown," I grinned. "I thought you were still a
little boy," I teased.
	"Been a while since you've seen me," he said, giving me a hug.
	He was right, it had been a long time, I thought. It had been years
since I had seen them. In fact, I think Andrew had been less than a year
old. Things, lives, jobs, they all changed, and even Jeff and I hadn't seen
each other until just about a year ago.  Of course, they knew we had spent
the week at Jeff's cabin. They just didn't know how we had spent it.
	I turned to Judy and said, "Okay, this weekend is definitely not
about me. So, Judy, what can I do to pitch in and help with things?"
	"Well, tonight there's not much to do," she said. "We have the
Rehearsal Dinner at seven-thirty this evening. Tomorrow, however, will be a
different tune, and all help will definitely be appreciated."
	"Why don't I stay here at the house during the dinner?" I asked.
	"And why the hell would you do that?" Jeff asked. He glared at me,
his eyes piercing through me, it felt like.
	"This is a family thing," I reminded.
	"You are family," Judy interrupted me.
	Her words warmed me, yet at the same time, caused a huge wave of
guilt to course through my body. I really did like Judy, but, I loved her
husband. I pushed the guilt aside and smiled.
	"Thank you. I really appreciate that. So, am I dressed properly for
the occasion?" I asked.
	"What you see is what you get," Tony said, holding out his arms.
	 He was wearing blue jeans and a collared shirt, as was Andrew.
	"Stop worrying damn it," Jeff said. "Let's go out into the den and
have a drink before we leave. Perhaps that will relax you," he added.
	"I'm one step ahead of you," Judy said. "I have a pitcher of
margaritas in the frig under the bar," she added.
	I couldn't resist teasing Jeff. I said, "What, you can get this guy
to drink anything other than beer?" The words were hardly out of my mouth
until it dawned on me that Jeff's family might wonder how I knew he only
drank beer. Then I remembered that they knew we had spent a week together
at his cabin a ways back. I tried not to show the relief I felt.
	"I do enjoy other drinks," Jeff informed me. "I just happen to
enjoy my beer. No problem with that."
	"I would have to agree with that," Tony spoke up.
	"I seem to remember a few parties in college," I grinned.
	Jeff looked at his youngest son. He gave his shoulder a poke and
said, "Don't even start it."
	"Start what?"
	"You're drinking a coke." Jeff had reached the bar, and as he spoke
the words, he leaned over and brought the picture of margaritas out and set
in front of him. Then he pulled out a can of coke and sat beside the
pitcher. "This coke's for you," he grinned.
	"Just remember, you promised I could partake in the champagne toast
at the wedding," he reminded his father.
	"I don't remember saying such a thing."
	"I think you're losing ground, Jeff," Judy laughed. "Too many
witnesses heard you say differently," she reminded.
	As the teasing went around the room, I watched. I enjoyed the warm
friendly banter that was being played out between Jeff and his
family. Another stab of guilt hit me. One day was I going to take this all
away from him? God, I would never hurt Jeff, but was my loving him going to
create such a hurt that his family would never get over it? And, of course
there was my family. My wife, Kathy, who I had never purposely hurt in all
of our years of marriage, along with my sons, Paul and Darin, and my
daughter, Leslie. So many people would eventually get hurt just because two
people, two guys, loved each other.
	"Earth to Brian," Jeff said. He handed me a glass.
	I quickly thought of an excuse and pulled it out of my ass. I said,
"Excuse me, I was thinking about Charles. Where is he as we begin all this
celebration in his honor?"
	"He should be here soon," Judy answered, looking at the clock on
the wall above the bar. "He went to take care of the tuxes."
	As if on cue, the door opened then, and the groom to be, the son of
the love of my life, walked inside the house. He was carrying four
suits. "Hey, I could use some help," he called out.
	Tony and Andrew each took a tux and headed for the stairs.
	I walked across the floor and greeted Charles. "Congratulations,
guy," I said. I hugged him easy so I wouldn't damage the tux he was
holding.
	"Hi, Brian," he said returning my hug. "I'm really glad you could
make it. I know Dad is glad you came," he added.
	His words bothered me somewhat. I couldn't help but wonder if he
somehow knew how things were between me and his father. God, I hoped my
coming wasn't going to ruin the wedding for him.
	"I really am glad you came," he repeated. "Guess I'd better get
this upstairs before I have to take it back to be pressed before the
wedding."
	"We're getting ready to have a drink," Jeff told his son. "Hurry
back down and we'll wait for you."
	All three boys soon returned to the den. Jeff handed each of us a
glass. He even poured Andrew's coke in a glass and handed it to him. "Let's
drink to Charles," he said.
	As we held our glasses, Jeff said, "Charles, I will try and not say
or do anything that will embarrass you, I promise." He stopped for a
moment. His voice broke, and he took a breath.  Then he said, "Charles, I
think you know what you mean to us, Son, how much we love you, how much we
have always loved you, wanted you to be happy. For all of our sons," he
added. "However, this is your time, Charles, so, we especially want you
happy as you begin this new life adventure. So, Charles..."
	"Charles", we all echoed and took a sip from our glasses
	Charles looked first at his mother, then at father. "You know how I
feel. I just want you both to know that I have always felt your love and
your support ever since I was old enough to remember. Love you guys," he
finished.
	The room was quiet for a minute. Finally Tony broke the silence by
saying, "God, I don't want this serious shit when I get married."
	Everyone laughed, and suddenly everything was back to normal again.
	"Hell, I thought you said you were never getting married," Jeff
reminded his son.
	"I'm not, but just in case I suddenly lose my mind and decide to, I
just wanted to prepare you."
	"Yeah, whatever," Judy laughed. "We will see when the time comes,"
she added. She sat her glass down on the bar. "You guys finish your
drinks. I need to get dressed."
	As she left the room, Charles grinned. "I still don't know what the
hell the fuss is all about. I'm wearing what I have on."
	"So are we," both his brothers chimed in at the same time.
	I looked at Charles and said, "Charles, I realize this is a family
thing this evening, and I want to assure you that I would never horn
in. Your dad keeps telling me to shut my mouth about it."
	"Then maybe you should listen to him," Charles said. "I agreed with
Dad."
	I looked over at Jeff and grinned. "I'll not say another word," I
promised.
	"Finally someone talked some sense into him," Jeff said.
	The evening went well, and everyone had a great time. The food was
excellent, and everyone, was so gracious to me, expressing how happy they
were that I was able to be a part of the celebration. Even Susan, the girl
that was marrying Charles seemed excited that I was there, as was her own
family. All things said, it went well, I thought. I told Jeff as much as he
drove me back to my motel.
	"I tried to tell you that everyone would want you to be a part of
it, didn't I?" Jeff reminded me.
	"Yeah, you did. I'm really glad I came."
	Jeff reached over and placed a hand on my leg. "I'm damned glad
you're here," he said. "You don't know how much it means to me to share all
of this with you. Especially the wedding tomorrow," he added.
	"I'm glad to be a part of it," I assured him.
	Jeff followed me into my motel room, as I knew he would. "I hope
you don't mind," he said, closing the door behind us.
	"Come here," I said, holding out my arms.
	He went into them.
	"I will never mind spending time with you," I whispered as I held
him tightly to me. "God, I love you so."
	"Oh, Babe, I love you," he sighed.
	"I realize it's getting late, but would you like to lie down and
snuggle for a bit before you leave?"
	"Fuck yeah, I would." Saying the words, Jeff gently forced me down
on the bed, and I felt his body close to me.
	"You have such a nice family," I told him. "I really like your
boys. "Judy, for that matter," I hastened to say.
	"They like you, that's for certain."
	"Have to be honest with you, I like them all so much that a few
times this evening I couldn't help but feel guilty knowing what our loving
each other was going to create for them some day."
	Jeff reached over and placed a finger lightly on my lips. Giving me
a smile of sorts, he said, "We know all that, and even though it is
something we both will have to deal with, and we will when the time comes,
but for now, for this weekend, can we just keep it as light as possible?"
	"I agree. "Sorry," I said.
	We talked for a time, and suddenly, without any warning, we both
found ourselves naked and in each other's arms. It was like one moment we
were on the bed just talking, and the next our clothes were suddenly off,
and our naked skin touching.
	I looked across Jeff's hairy chest and let my eyes travel on
downward. The hairiness of his body still got to me even though I had seen
quite a bit of it in the past year or so. All that thick black hair on his
stomach, and the even thicker hair around his cock, well, each time I saw
it, I wanted him more and more.
	"You are so fucking hot," I told him.
	"You're not hard on the eyes yourself," he said, his eyes looking
deeply inside me. "All that brown fur on your body makes my cock so hard,"
he said.
	I looked down. Sure enough he was hard, all right. His dick was
pointing straight up, surrounded by its hot wiry bush. I felt him wrap his
fingers around my own hard cock.
	"Looks like someone else likes fur too," he said.
	"Fuck me, Jeff," I moaned. "Fill my hole with that thick dick
between your legs," I pleaded.
	"I'll fuck you good, and maybe you will get a good night's sleep,"
Jeff grinned.
	I spread my legs, remaining on my back. "Crawl between my legs and
slide that big snake inside my ass," I said.
	Jeff reached for the lube and quickly greased my hole, working a
greased finger up my ass as he did. I shivered, feeling that slick finger
slide in. "Give me the real thing," I ordered.
	I watched as he lathered his dick up heavily with the gel. He
tossed the bottle to the floor and quickly crawled between my legs. As he
leaned down into me, I felt his hot hairy body molding into my own furry
forest. I felt the tip of his cock touch my hole, and just as suddenly, he
was buried deep inside me. I felt his thick cock forest pressing against my
skin, and I knew those black curls were there teasing, tormenting me,
driving me fucking insane.
	"Give it to me, Jeff," I cried out. "Fuck my brains out, split my
ass wide open."
	"God, your ass feels so fucking hot," Jeff groaned.
	I felt Jeff work my ass, his cock slamming and pounding inside
me. I could feel his furry balls sliding between my legs as he continued to
fuck my ass. Each thrust he made, he drove me closer and closer until
finally I reached the edge and fell over the side. There was no pulling me
back as I felt the first wave of orgasm flood my entire body. While he lay
on top fucking me, we both felt my hot creamy load erupt from my dick. We
could feel it shoot between us, molding us even closer together, the hair
on our chest joined together by the sticky thread. We came together, joined
into one person, closer than we had ever felt before.
	"Shit, I'm shooting," Jeff screamed out.
	"Give it to me, Babe," I groaned. "Fill my ass with your hot
cream," I said.
	I felt the first wave of cum spray the inside of my ass, and as the
rest of the thick heavy load filled me, I forced my ass muscles to grip his
cock so hard it took his breath away. When I had finished milking the rest
of the cum from him, I relaxed and rose up from the bed. I placed my lips
on his mouth and gave his a gentle kiss. Then pulling back, I said, "I love
you, Jeff. So fucking much," I added.
	"And I love you," he said.
	We lay there for a time just enjoying the feeling of being close
after sex. It was a wonderful feeling and neither of us wanted it to
end. However, we knew it had to. Jeff needed to return to his family.
	He took a quick shower and quickly dressed. Before he walked out
the door, he turned to me. "I hate like hell going off and leaving you
here. I've a good mind to pack you up and take you back home with me."
	I reached up and gave his cheek a playful pinch. "Now, you know
that would probably not be a good idea. Hell, you would probably wake up in
the middle of the night and find me in bed with you."
	"That wouldn't be so bad," he told me.
	"Maybe not for us; however, I'm not so sure Judy would care for
that," I pointed out.
	"Who knows, she might like it. Two for the price of one, so to
speak," Jeff grinned.
	"You need to spend some time with Charles in the morning, just the
two of you," I said. "You both need it."
	"You're right, of course. Why do you have to be so damned
reasonable?" he asked me, a hint of sadness showing on his face.
	"Reasonable, realistic, whatever you call it, that's just the way
it has to be," I pointed out.
	"You're right, of course."
	He pulled me into his arms and held me close to for a moment. Then,
pulling back, he kissed me once more. "I'll see you in the morning, Love."
	"Give me a call when you're ready for me to come over. I'll be
ready. I was serious when I offered my help to Judy," I reminded him.
	"I know you were, and I appreciate that very much. She does too,"
he added.
	"Night, Babe," I said softly. "I'll see you soon."
	I watched as the door closed behind him. God, it was so fucking
hard being with him, and then having to stay behind when he left again. And
I knew it was just as hard on him to leave me behind. We both were looking
forward to the time when we would no longer have to be part from each
other.
	I crawled between the sheets and reached for the lamp beside the
bed. The room became dark when I flipped the switch. I lay back down and
looked up at the ceiling in the dark. I hadn't taken a shower with Jeff for
a reason. I wanted to take him to bed with me for the entire night, and
after having hot sex with him, it was as if a part of him were still with
me. I finally fell asleep with the scent of Jeff still with me, his cum
still buried deep inside my ass.

End of Part 11. It's a bit different guys. Hope you like it.

Mark