Date: Thu, 30 Oct 2014 20:49:58 -0400 From: Robert Mooney Subject: Gary's Problem, Chapter 4 in Male/Adult/Adult This is a work of fiction, from my over-fertile mind, based on a scenario I dreamed up and made note of some time ago. Writing works that way for me, a lot. Writing for Nifty is new to me. I love the service, though, and hope everyone donates whatever they can to help support it. If you're not supposed to be reading male-male sex stories, don't read any further. If it's illegal to read erotic material where you live, please leave. Everyone else, have fun. Positive comments are welcome at briarwriter@gmail.com Gary's Problem Chapter 4 ------------ One morning, I was weeding the flower beds before it got hot, and Gary was above and behind me on the porch. We'd been discussing having his family over for dinner, when he stopped in mid sentence and said, just loud enough for me to hear, "Ben, don't look know, but we have a young spy." "Oh? where?" I asked into my mouthpiece. "Over behind the Azaleas," he said. "I think he's trying to figure out what I am." I stood up and stretched my back, turning briefly while doing so and seeing a young guy peaking from behind a tree. I did nothing about it, but just registered the face, in case. Military training is hard to forget. I knelt back down to my work and said to Gary, "Is he still there?" "Yea, but he's just looking." he replied. "He's not hurting anything." He paused. "He's kinda' cute, too...a little stud. I just mentally waved to him." Gary's imagination was running wild again. "Down, boy," I said softly. "I know," he replied. "Do you recognize him from anywhere? I don't." "Not really, maybe he's new...or just grown up and I don't recognize him." "Yea, that could be," he reasoned. "He's gone now anyway. He walked back, towards town." "Come up here, Ben I want to ask you something." We hadn't done anything sexual all morning, so I figured it was time. I had been watering the beds and was just finishing up. I retracted the hose, laid my gloves on the housing, and found my chair on the porch, as well as the water that I'd left there. "Whew!" I said. "That's done," I sighed. "And what can I do for you, sir?" "Would you help me find a way to fuck you?" he asked. What he didn't know is that I'd already given it thought. "I know how we can do it." I said. "Then...can I fuck you, baby?" he asked sweetly. "Come on," I said, "I'll show you how we're gonna try this." I wheeled him indoors and closed the door. We went into my room, where I turned back the coverlet, stripped Gary, who was already hard as a rock, released him from the saddle, and positioned him on the bed, on his back. I centered him, this beautiful stump of a man, and climbed on top of him, facing him. "Turn around and sit on my face first, baby." he commanded. "What???" I asked. "Just do it, you'll like it, I promise." So I did, though reluctantly. When his tongue hit my hole, I saw stars. He sucked and poked me with it repeatedly, and as he was mouthing my hole, I jacked myself. I could have cum just from what he was doing, but knew bigger things were in store. When he'd had his fill, I lubed his dick, my dick, and my ass, turned around, and moved backward to place the end of his log at my hole, "where no man has ever been before." "I can't believe you're quoting Star Trek!" he teased. "Sit on me Captain Kirk, please." I know how much he needed this so I kissed him deep and pushed down. His head went in, and I thought I was going to die right then, but 20 seconds later, it was OK. I sat down more and felt his dick literally filling me up. "My gawd, Ben. I'm in you, finally! I've dreamed of this forever." "You've dreamed of fucking me?" I asked. "I have," he said as he pushed his dick a little further I expected to have to do most of the movement, but was I surprised when he started pumping up, into me! Once I reached the pleasure point of getting fucked, I tried going up and down on him, while he pumped. Having his big dick inside me was rapidly feeling better and better, causing me to go faster and faster. I began adjusting my position so that Gary could reach inside me from different angles.. I wanted him deep, stroking my prostate, forever and ever. "Ben, I'm ready to come, buddy!" he announced. "Go for it, baby, fuck my brains out! I'm there too." I said as I felt a flood of semen in my ass, and shot a fountain all over Gary's chest, even hitting his chin. Afterward, I continued to sit there, with him still hard in my ass, me grinding on his pubus, shamelessly. "Are you OK, Ben?" he asked as I bent over to kiss him my thank you. " I'm awesome! That was magnificent!" I declared, then asked, "are you OK? I'd have never thought having your donkey-dick inside me could be a thing of pleasure, but it was, big time! I'm gonna need that frequently too, I guess. Another first!" "I'm not going anywhere." he said, smiling. That evening, one of Gary's psych doctors needed some quality time with him, so I went to the store for a few things. Word had apparently gotten around town that 1)a home-town war hero (Gary) was back and in bad shape, and 2)his marine buddy (moi) who pulled him to safety has come to take care of his friend. People suddenly walked over each other, to shake my hand. Girls and women were flirting, men were wanting their picture taken with me, but I declined. I got an ice cream free and someone paid for the groceries I thought I was buying. I suddenly felt strangled and had to excuse myself, saying, "Thank you for your kindness. Please understand that my buddy and I have been through a lot, and want only to be left alone. We are extremely private people. Thank you again for your kindness." I got into my car, backed-up slowly, and went the opposite direction of my house, already planning the alternate route home. People were actually standing, watching me drive away." I hadn't counted on this...the outside world, I mean.