"A Week's Vacation"  Copyright 1991 by Mathis B. Rogers

This is a Gay Adult Story.  It was written by me in 1990.  If you
are not 21 or over, then it is against the law for you to read
this story.  This is pure fiction, and none of the characters or
places are real.  Any resemblances of such is purely coincidental.
Any comments or constructive criticism is welcome.  Send them via
email to Mathis B. Rogers <mathis@mathisbrogers.com>

                       A Week's Vacation

    I was sitting at the kitchen table playing dominoes with
David and Sue Bennett. They were friends of mine that I had met
at church, and we had kind of teamed up together. We spent most
of our weekends together.
    David was a hunk.  He had black hair and blue eyes. He was
very muscular and had a dark tan. He was six feet tall. I fell
in love with him the day we met.
    Sue was a lovely blonde, she was like me and couldn't tan.
I always burned then turned white again. She didn't even
suspect that I was head over heels in love with her husband. 
    I had told them about a month before that I was going to be
on vacation the next week.
    David looked from me to his wife then said, "You know,
Scott, I decided to take my vacation next week, also. I'm
planning to go up to the cabin that my parents own and spend
the week fishing. Since Sue has to work, and she doesn't care
for the outdoors anyway, would you like to come along?"
    Would I? A chance to spend a whole week with the guy I was
in love with, without his wife.
    "Sure," I said non nonchalantly. I couldn't make them
suspect.
    "Well, you don't have to be so enthusiastic about it," Sue
said.
    "I would love to go," I said a little more enthusiastic.
    "Good. I tell you what," David said pushing his chair back,
"why don't you run home and pack and we can leave this evening?"
    "So soon?" Sue asked surprised.
    "Sure," David replied. "The fish start biting early, this
way we'll be there early in the morning to get the best catch."
    This was agreed on, and I ran home to pack.
    I lived about three blocks from them in an apartment complex.
    Sometimes they would come over and go swimming or we'd all
go to the workout room, or to play pool. Although they came
over frequently, I had never seen David nude. I made a vow
while I was packing, that if nothing else I would at least find
out what that bulge on the other side of his swim trunks
looked like.
    I got back to their house at about eight and David was
ready to go. We decided to leave my car in their garage and
take his jeep wagoneer.
    It was only a hundred miles up to the cabin, so we sat and
talked on the way. My eyes kept wandering over to him. He was
wearing
a pair of shorts and a half tee shirt. The black hair on his
stomach
was so thick and soft, I just wanted to reach over and run my
fingers through it.
    It was about ten when we pulled up in front of the cabin,
since we had stopped at the store and bought groceries when we
reached the little town a few miles south of the cabin.
    There was a nice front yard, and we could hear the stream
running behind the house. About a quarter of a mile east of the
house the stream ran into the lake.
    "The couch makes a bed," David said as he walked through
the living room into the bedroom. He threw his suitcases on the
bed then returned to the living room. "But I don't see any point
in fucking with it, we can both sleep in there. That is, if you
don't mind sleeping with me?"
    He startled me because I'd never heard him curse before.
    "No, I don't mind," I replied as I took my suitcases into
the bedroom and sat them on the floor. I was hoping he wouldn't
notice
the way my heart was pounding in my chest.
    "Good. the couch is not that comfortable, anyway. I'd hate
to think you weren't sleeping good."
    Little did he know, if I was laying next to him I may not
sleep at all.
    "When we were growing up, I had to sleep out here with my
brother, usually we'd just wind up on the floor."
    "That is bad," I agreed as we went out to get the bags of
groceries.
    "I think Mom and Dad bought this place to get away from
us," he said with a laugh as he closed the front door and
locked it.
    "Hikers try to get in at night, and will if you leave the
door open," he said looking at his watch.
    "By the time we get unpacked," he continued, "and put the
groceries up, it's going to be pretty late."
    After we put the groceries up, we went into the bedroom and
put our clothes up in the closet. It was about eleven when he
stretched and said we'd better get in bed if we were going to get
up
at five in the morning.
    "Early bird gets the worm, or fish in this case," he said.
    I went to the bathroom and got ready for bed. I always
slept in a night shirt and my briefs, and I had my robe with
me.
    "It's all yours," I said after I had finished.
    He got up from the chair he was sitting in, and went into
the bathroom, closing the door behind him. I took off my robe and
lay
down on the bed and pulled the sheet up over me.
    A few minutes later the bathroom door opened and he came
out, turning the light out. The moon was shining in through the
window, so the room was well lit.
    I was laying on my left side facing his side of the bed. He
walked around the bed and stood there for a moment as he
straightened his pillow. He was nude. I could see him clearly
in the moonlight. He was about seven inches long, and limp.
    He turned around and sat down on the side of the bed, then
lay down on his back beside me, pulling the sheet up to his
waist. His body was so warm, I just wanted to slide over and lay
my head on his warm hairy chest.
    "Boy am I tired," he said with a sigh raising his right arm
over his head, and resting it on the pillow.
    "Me too," I replied, yawning. My entire body was tingling,
I felt the butterflies in my stomach. My heart was pounding so
hard that I just knew the bed was shaking.
    Somehow I managed to fall asleep because later, I opened my
eyes, I was laying on my right side. I could feel David's warm
body pressed up against my back, his arm was around me.
    I rolled over onto my back and he rolled over on his at the
same time, so I turned onto my left side and put my head on his
chest. The clock on the table said it was three am.
    With some difficulty, I managed to go back to sleep. When I
awoke again it was five till five. I knew that he had set the
clock to go off at five. I was still laying with my head on his
chest.
His right arm was around me and his hand was on my shoulder. I
looked
up at his face. He was still asleep. I didn't want to move, but I
didn't want to get caught in such an awkward position either.  I
slowly ran my hand down his hard body, through the soft hair,
then,
watching his face, I raised the sheet up. I could see well enough
by
the early morning light to tell he was fully erect. He was about
ten
inches long and eight inches thick. I had to fight the urge to
take it
in my mouth and wake him up the way a lot of my former lovers
liked me
to wake them up.
    My own organ was screaming for attention. I slowly slid out
from under his arm and got up and dashed to the bathroom, closing
the
door behind me. I took my night shirt and briefs off and got into
the
shower and masturbated like I never had before. The vision of
David
lingering in my mind.
    After I had come, I took my shower and made sure all of my
sperm had gone down the drain. I had just pushed the shower
curtain
aside and began drying off when the door opened and David walked
in.
He was still nude but he was limp.
    "Morning, early bird," he said with a smile as he walked
over to the toilet.
    "Morning, sleepy head," I returned as he urinated.
    "Did you sleep good?" he asked as I stepped out of the tub.
    "Yes, I did," I replied as he took a towel and dried the
steam off of the mirror.
    I held my towel in front of me and leaned up against the
counter so I could face him while he washed his face. Then he
straightened up and looked at his face in the mirror.
    "I wish I didn't have to shave," he said rubbing the
bristles of his morning beard.
    "Don't then," I said.
    "Sue would kill me if I came home with a mustache," he said
with a laugh. "I had one when we met, but she didn't like it,
so I shaved it off. I never liked wearing a beard though."
    Then he frowned at me and reached over and ran his warm
hand down my cheek, making my body tingle. "You don't shave, do
you?" he asked.
    "I had a skin problem when I was younger," I said, "so I
had electrolysis. When I shaved my skin dried up and got real
flaky. So I finally got tired of it and had it removed."
    "You're lucky," he said with a sigh and squirted some shave
cream on his hand.
    "You can wear a mustache this week," I said with a shrug. "I
think you'd look good with it."
    He looked at me and smiled, then he nodded, "You know? I
think I will."
    I sat on the counter and watched him shave, leaving the
mustache so it ran down either side of his mouth to his wide,
strong chin.
    He dried his face off then looked at me. "What do you
think?" he asked.
    I looked down at his crotch then slowly ran my eyes up his
body and looked into his eyes.  Then, smiling, I nodded and said,
"Looking good."
    He smiled back and shook his head, then leaned over and
kissed me on the cheek. "Why don't you go see what you can find
in the
kitchen for breakfast while I take a shower?" he said and turned
around and climbed into the tub.
    I didn't tell him what I really wanted for breakfast,
instead I went into the bedroom and got dressed in a pair of
swim shorts and a t-shirt. Then, after making the bed, I went
through the living room to the kitchen.
    I had just finished making breakfast when David put his
warm hands on my shoulders and looked over my right shoulder.
    "Smells good," he said.
    "So do you," I said pressing against him as I turned
around.
    He was wearing a pair of swim trunks and holding a t-shirt
in his hand. He smiled at me, then put his shirt on as I filled
our
plates and took them over to the dinning table.
    After breakfast I did the dishes while he went out to the
jeep and brought the tackle box to the front porch.
    When I finished, I joined him outside where he was getting
everything ready to go fishing.
    "Come on," he said picking up the tackle box and two rods.
    I closed the door and followed him to the end of the house.
    "Wait!" I cried stopping.
    "What?" he asked turning around.
    "I forgot something," I said and turned and ran back into
the house. I picked up my suntan lotion and a blanket then ran
back
outside.
    "What do you need those for?" he asked frowning.
    "I burn easily, remember?" I reminded him.
    "Yeah, that's right, I forgot," he confessed. Then I
followed him down the path to the stream.  From there, we
made our way to the lake.
    He picked out a nice grassy patch close to the bank and sat
the tackle box down. "This looks like a good spot," he said.
    I unfolded the blanket and spread it out as close to the
edge of the water as I could. "I have to admit something," I
said.
    He raised his eyebrows. "I don't really like to fish."
    He smiled and shook his head, "Then what did you come out
here for?"
    I know I turned red, "To be with you," I admitted. "I
didn't have any plans for this week, so when you asked me to
come out here, I couldn't pass up the chance."
    He reached over and squeezed my arm and smiled. "Thanks. I
appreciate that."
    Then he looked out over the water. "I wish Sue would do
that," he said with a sigh.
    "Do you know how to cast?" he asked changing the subject as
he baited a hook for me.
    "Yes," I replied. "I used to go fishing with my
grandparents when I was little. I was always playing around the
water or in the sand instead of paying attention to my line," I
told him.
    "Ever catch anything?" he asked handing me the rod.
    "Yeah," I replied, "but by the time I got around to trying
to reel them in, they always got away."
    I casted my line then sat down on the blanket and watched
as David baited his rod and casted it, then he sat down beside
me. A few minutes later he caught one, and I was still sitting
there waiting. I sighed as he recast and put the trout in the
bucket
he had brought to hold them in until we were ready to leave.
    Within fifteen minutes he had caught three and I hadn't
caught any. I lay my rod down and took my shirt off and began
applying
the sun tan lotion I had brought with me.
    "Would you put some on my back?" I asked.
    He had just cast off again, but smiled and nodded, and stuck
his
pole in the ground and took the lotion. I lay down on my stomach
and
he squeezed some lotion out on his hand.
    The lotion was cool against my back as he rubbed it in with
his strong warm hands. "Mm," I moaned. "That feels good."
    "You really can't tan?" he asked softly as he rubbed my
back.
    "No, I always burn, then peel, then turn white again."
    "Take you're trunks off," he said.
    "Why?" I asked frowning, my body was tingling with
excitement.
    "Just take them off," he urged.
    I took them off, then he applied the lotion on my rear and
all the way down my legs to my feet.
    "We'll get you an all over tan this week," he said. "If we
do it right, you won't burn."
    Then he took his trunks off and handed me the suntan
lotion. "Do you mind?" he asked.
    "Not at all," I replied rolling over and sitting up.
    He lay down on his stomach and I put the lotion in my hands
and rubbed them together. Then I rubbed the lotion onto his back.
He
was so muscular. My organ began to grow as I rubbed his back down
to
his rear. There was a white strip around his mid section where he
always wore his swim trunks.
    I rubbed lotion onto his smooth ass and massaged it in.
Then I ran my hands down each of his legs. At the top of his
thighs I made sure my hand rubbed against his balls. He didn't
say anything. When I finished, he turned over onto his back.
    "Would you mind putting some on my front?" he asked, noticing
I
had a hard on.
    Of course not, but I didn't say that.
    I started by putting some on his forehead, then his cheeks
and down his neck to his chest. Then across his broad shoulders
and down each muscular arm. He kept his eyes closed as I spread
the lotion down his upper torso to his stomach.
    He stayed limp as I spread the lotion on his right hip and
down his long hairy leg to his foot. Then I put more lotion in
my hand and ran it up his left leg.
    His cock began to grow as I started up his left thigh. By the
time
I reached his left hip, he was totally erect. I couldn't resist
it
anymore. I leaned over and put my mouth over the head of it. He
was
huge! I could only get the head in my mouth, and that was
painful.
I ran my tongue down the back of his shaft, then back up to
the head. Then I put the tip of my tongue on the base of his
head and licked back and forth.
    "Ohhh..Scott," he moaned. "What are you doing? That feels
sooo good."
    He put his hands on my head and rubbed my hair as he pushed
his hips toward me. I continued to suck him and lick him.
    "Ohhh Scott, yes, I'm coming!" he panted. I put my mouth
over the head as his shaft expanded and his warm juice filled
my mouth up. I sucked him dry and swallowed all of it.
    He pulled me up to his lips and kissed me on the mouth.
    "Oh, shit," he said with a sigh as he leaned back and
pulled me down beside him, my head on his warm hairy chest.
    "You've done that before, haven't you?" he asked and kissed
me on the top of my head.
    "A few times," I replied, "but never with a hunk like you."
    "I wish Sue would do that," he said pulling me closer.
    I knew a lot of women didn't do that, but I didn't say
anything. I rolled over on my back and we lay there with sun
beating
down on us.
    I felt David's warm hand on my back as he kissed me on the
cheek.  "You're getting red," he said softly as I woke up. "We'd
better get back to the cabin."
    I looked up at him as he stood up. His white stripe was tan
now,
but it wasn't as dark as the rest of his body. I looked down at
myself. I was light pink. I didn't know how long I had been
asleep,
but it was ten o'clock. I put my shorts on then slipped into my
t-shirt. David put his shorts back on, but left his shirt off and
we
made our way back to the cabin.
    "You need to take a cool shower," David said as he put the
fishing equipment on the front porch. "Then I've got some
ointment that will help you keep from peeling."
    I went into the cabin and took a shower.
    I was patting myself dry when he opened the bathroom door.
    "I'll take a quick shower," he said dropping his shorts,
"then I'll put the ointment on you. Go ahead and lay down on
the bed, I'll be there in a minute."
    "Okay," I said and went into the bedroom.
    I pulled the covers back, then lay down on my stomach on
the cool sheets. About five minutes later, David sat down next to
me
on the bed.
    "How do you feel?" he asked softly as he put some of the
ointment in his hands and rubbed them together.
    "Kind of tender," I replied.
    "This will help," he said and put his hands on my back.
    I flinched. "You okay?" he asked.
    "It's cold," I said.
    "Yeah, but it'll cool you off."
    "Wanna bet?" I replied as my cock began to grow.
    He rubbed the ointment on my back, ass, and legs. Then told
me to roll over.
    He looked at my hard on and smiled, but didn't say
anything. Then he put the ointment all over my body. But he
didn't put any on my swollen cock.
    "That should help," he said and stood up. "I'm going to go
back out and see if I can catch a few more fish," he said. "You
stay in here and rest. When I get back this afternoon, I'll put
some more lotion on you."
    "Okay," I said and reached up and rubbed his arm. "Thanks."
    He leaned down and kissed me on the cheek. "Thanks for
coming with me," he said with a smile.
    "My pleasure," I replied. "Sorry I can't go back out there
with you."
    "Me too," he said. "But you will be able to tomorrow."
    He put his shorts back on and went out into the living room.
A few moments later I heard the screen door slam, and I knew
that he was gone.
    I lay on the bed for a few minutes then I looked over at
the clock. It was eleven-thirty.
    I sighed and got up and remade the bed.
    I put my robe on and, as I walked into the living room the
front door opened.
    "I don't know, Greg," the man that was walking in was
saying to someone behind him, "it looks like David's."
    The man that entered stopped when he saw me. He was about six
three and had greying black hair. He was wearing a pair of shorts
and
his shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a nice hairy chest. He looked
a
lot like David.
    "Well, hello," he said as he stopped. The guy he called
Greg ran into him.
    "Sorry, Greg," he said and moved out of the way so Greg
could enter.
    Greg was about six foot and also wore a pair of shorts and
his shirt was open also, but he wasn't as hairy, and his hair
was brown.
    Both men looked enough alike to be brothers and, not only
were they both gorgeous, they had nice tans.
    I pulled my robe tighter around me.
    "I'm Ray Bennett," the taller of the two volunteered. "This
is my brother, Greg."
    "Nice to meet you," I said. "Uh, I'm Scott Campbell. You
must be David's father?"
    "Yeah, I am," he replied sitting his suitcase on the floor
beside the couch."
    Greg looked around then at the door behind me. "Where is
David, anyway?" he asked nervously as his eyes darted from me
to the bedroom door.
    I could tell by the look on his face what he was thinking.
I only wished it were true.
    "He's gone down to the lake, fishing," I replied and walked
over and sat down on the couch.
    "We just got here last night," I continued. "We spent the
morning down there, but as you can see, I started to burn, and
had to come back in."
    "Is Sue with you?" Ray asked sitting down in the chair
beside the couch.
    "No," I replied. "She had to work this week."
    "I guess we should go find David," Ray said with a sigh. "I
wasn't aware that he was going to be using this place this
week. The sleeping arrangements are going to be kind of awkward
with the four of us here, and only two beds."
    "Yeah, well, I'm sure we can work something out," Greg
said.
    I stood up. "Would you excuse me while I go get dressed?"
    "Sure," Ray said and I went into the bedroom and closed the
door.
    Everything I had planned for David for the rest of the
week had just been blown wide open. Luckily I had been able to
give him a blow job. I put my shorts and shirt on. That was kind
of
tricky; I was starting to hurt.
    I started to open the door when I heard David exclaim,
"Dad! Uncle Greg, what are you doing here?"
    I peeked out the door as David hugged his father. He was
wearing his shorts, but still hadn't put his shirt on.
    "We were just going to ask you the same thing," Ray said as
they sat down on the couch.
    I was relieved that he was back.
    "I had my vacation this week, so I decided to come up," he
explained looking around.
    "Who's the fag?" Greg asked jerking his thumb toward the
bedroom door.
    I quietly pushed it shut as the pain seared through me. No
one had ever called me that before.
    "Greg!" Ray scolded. "He might hear you."
    "He's no fag," David replied hotly. "He's the best friend
I've got right now. He knew he would burn if he came up here,
and he doesn't even like to fish, but he came up here to be
with me. Sue wouldn't even go as far as to come up here and
stay in the cabin while I went fishing."
    "She still won't let you fuck her?" Ray asked.
    "No," he replied.
    "I told you to get it annulled after your honeymoon," Ray
said with a sigh.
    "I know, but I love her," he protested.
    "Since you got here last night, has he?" Greg asked
sarcastically.
    "No, but he would if I wanted to, which is more than I can
say for Sue," David said sadly. "And I'm not ashamed of him one
bit," he added hotly.
    "Did you sleep together last night?" Ray asked softly.
    "Yeah, but you wouldn't expect me to let him sleep on this
hard couch, would you? And besides, nothing happened, even it
it had, it wouldn't have mattered."
    "We changed the mattress on this couch about six years
ago," Ray said. "Greg always sleeps on it when we come up here.
He hadn't complained since."
    "Oh," David said. "Where is Scott anyway?" he asked
changing the subject.
    "He's in the bedroom getting dressed," Ray said. "He should
be done by now," he added.
    "He shouldn't be wearing clothes anyway," David said as his
voice got louder. I could tell he was heading toward the
bedroom door.
    I rushed into the bathroom and closed the door.
    A moment later the door opened and David walked in.
    "Oh shit," he said taking one look at me. He closed the
door and walked over to me. I was standing in front of the sink
with my hands on the counter.
    He put his arms around me. "You heard everything, didn't
you?"
    I nodded as he pulled me into his arms. I put my head on
his shoulder and cried.
    "No one's ever called me that before," I sobbed.
    He kissed me on the cheek. His mustache pricked my sore skin
and I flinched.
    He laughed. "That's what Sue does when I have a full
mustache," he said.
    "I'm sorry," I said. "It wasn't the kiss or the mustache, it
was the sunburn." I reached up and kissed him on the lips. "See
there? that didn't hurt," I said forcing a smile.
    He shook his head and smiled, then pulled me back into his
arms.
    "When you told your father that Sue wouldn't let you fuck
her, did that mean you have a non-sexual relationship?" I asked
running my finger around in the mass of soft black hair on his
chest.
    "Not totally," he replied. "She lets me suck her, and I can
tit fuck her, and finger fuck her. I just can't cunt fuck her."
    "She don't know what she's missing," I said kissing him on
the cheek.
    "She says I'm to big for her, that I hurt her," he said.
    "I don't think you're to big," I said running my finger
along the inside of the top of his shorts.
    "I know," David said. "Let's go out and see if we can talk
my uncle and father into letting us have the cabin for the rest
of the week. They don't live as far off as we do."
    We walked back into the living room, Ray was sitting in the
chair and Greg was stretched out on the couch. It was obvious
that the bulge that pressed against Greg's shorts, ran in the
family.
    "'Bout time," Greg grunted, sitting up. "What did you do,
fuck him in the bathroom?"
    "That's enough, Greg," Ray said hotly. He stood up. "Don't
mind Greg," he said. "His latest fling just ran off with
another guy, and he's taking it out on everyone."
    "I can see why she left him," I said under my breath.
    "What was that?" Greg snapped jumping up.
    David put his arm around me, "Nothing, Uncle Greg," he said
as Ray suppressed a laugh.
    "Why don't we go out to the lake?" Ray asked putting his
arm around Greg and pushing him to the door.
    "Dad?" David said as Greg went outside.
    "Yeah, son?" Ray asked turning around.
    "Would you mind if Scott and I stayed here this week, and
you and Uncle Greg came back next week?"
    He looked at me, then back to David. "I think we can make
this work out," he said. "Greg and I have to be back at work
next week too, you know?"
    "Oh, yeah, I guess so," he said, sadly.
    "Chin up," Ray said cheerfully. "We'll manage," he walked
out closing the door behind him.
    David put his arms around me. "Sorry, Hon. I tried."
    "I know," I said kissing him on the cheek.
    "I'd hate to go back home now, but if Uncle Greg gives us
any more shit, we'll leave in the morning."
    "Okay," I said. "Would you like something for lunch?"
    "No," he replied with a sigh. "But I'm dying of thirst.
That's why I came back, to get a thermos of tea or lemonade."
    "I'm glad you did," I said putting my head on his shoulder
as the door opened again.
    I pulled back as Ray walked in with two bags of groceries.
    "I almost forgot to bring these in," he said taking them
over to the kitchen counter.
    "You have to bring groceries every time you come up here,"
he continued, making conversation. "Can't always count on the
fish to bite."
    "They've been biting pretty good this morning," David said
as we walked over to the kitchen.
    "Good," Ray said as Greg came in with two more bags.
    "I caught three in the first fifteen minutes we were out
this morning."
    "Great!" Greg said sitting the bags on the counter. "How
many did he catch?"
    I was lucky my face was already red, but I knew it got
redder.
    "None," David replied. "He doesn't like to fish."
    I started taking the groceries out of the bags and putting
them up.
    "That's our stuff," Greg said yanking a box out of my hand.
"We'll put it up."
    "Okay, fine," I said putting my hands in the air.
    I took down the can of lemonade and got the pitcher out of
the cabinet and started fixing two quarts.
    I took down two glasses then turned to Ray. "Would you like
a glass of lemonade, Ray?" I asked.
    "Yes, please," he replied.
    I took down another glass then looked at Greg and sighed. I
had always heard that the way to a mans heart was through his
stomach.
    "Would you like a glass, Greg?" I asked politely.
    "No thanks, not if you made it," he snorted.
    After handing Ray and David a glass, I put the pitcher in
the refrigerator.
    "If you change your mind, it's in there," I told Greg
closing the door.
    "Don't worry, I won't," he replied as he finished putting
the last empty sack in the drawer they kept empty sacks in.
    "That wasn't very nice," Ray scolded as I went into the
living room.
    "I think we'll go ahead and leave this afternoon," David
said as he followed me to the couch.
    "No," I said taking a drink. "You go ahead down to the lake
with them and have a good time, I'll stay up here. When you get
back this evening, I'll fix dinner then we'll see what happens.
If he's still obnoxious in the morning, we can go home."
    "You don't have to put up with him, you know?"
    "I'm not going to let him ruin your vacation," I replied.
    "He's really a nice guy," David said with a sigh, "I don't
know what his problem is."
    "Don't worry about it," I said rubbing his leg. "I'm not
going to let him get to me."
    "Where were you fishing this morning?" Ray asked as he and
Greg joined us.
    "About fifty feet from the mouth of the stream," David
replied.
    Ray sat his empty glass on the coffee table. "We'll meet
you there, then," he said.
    "Okay," David said as he and Greg headed out the door.
    "You sure you'll be okay?" David asked sitting his empty
glass down beside his fathers.
    "I'm sure," I replied as he stood up.
    He bent down and kissed me on the top of the head.
    "I guess I'd better get down there with them, or Uncle
Greg's imagination will run away with him when I do show up."
    I stood up. "Would you like to take a thermos of
lemonade?"
    "Yes, I'd better. It's going to get hotter this afternoon."
    I filled the thermos up with the lemonade then, after
David left, I fixed another pitcher and a sandwich and sat and
watched TV for a while.
    "Damn," I said after a while. "This is more boring than
fishing."
    I looked at my watch, it was three o'clock. I had watched
a lot of TV.  I slid down on the couch and put my head on a
pillow as
the next show came on.
    "Scott?" I opened my eyes. David was sitting on the edge of
the couch. The six o'clock news was just starting.
    I smiled up at him. "Hi," I said softly.
    "You okay?" he asked rubbing my arm. I flinched.
    "I guess not," I said forcing a smile and trying to set up.
    The sunburn had gotten worse and I was bright red. It was
hard to move.
    "I was afraid this might happen," David said.
    Greg walked by on his way to the bedroom. He had taken his
shirt off. He didn't say anything.
     Ray sat down in the chair by the sofa. He too had his
shirt off.
    "You have anymore of that ointment?" I asked as David stood
up.
    "Yea," David said as I stood up, also. "Let's go in the
bedroom and get some more on you."
    When we got into the bedroom, I noticed that the bathroom
door was closed and we heard the water running in the shower.
    With some difficulty, and David's help, I managed to get my
shirt and shorts off. David pulled the cover back and I lay down
on
the bed on my stomach.
    "You've got a lot of heat trapped in your body," David said
softly as he rubbed the ointment on my back. It was still cold,
but I didn't flinch this time. It felt good.
    I rolled over on my back and David rubbed some on my front.
I was in to much pain to be horny, and David even rubbed some
on my limp cock, which was just as red as the rest of me.
    After he had the ointment on me, he put the cap back on and
sat it on the night stand. Then he bent down and kissed me on
the cheek.
    "You stay here," he said, "I'll fix you some more lemonade
and bring it in. Then I'll take care of dinner, okay?"
    I smiled at him. "Thanks," I said running my hand down his
cheek.
    He left and I rolled back over onto my stomach.
    A few minutes later the bathroom door opened and Greg came
out. I looked over at him, he was nude. He was about the same
size as David. He saw me laying on the bed and shook his head and
sighed irritably. "What the fuck are you gawking at?" he snapped.
    "If you didn't want me to see you, you shouldn't have come
out naked," I said.
    "I forgot to bring my suitcase in from the living room," he
replied.
    "You could have wrapped a towel around you," I informed him
as David came back with the glass of lemonade.
    "Are you two at it again?" David asked.
    "He started it," Greg said and went into the living room.
    David sat down beside me and I rolled over and sat up.
    "I didn't either," I explained and told him what happened.
    "I figured as much," David said as I took a drink.
    David cooked dinner; fish that they had all caught that
day, and brought a plate in to me. I wasn't very hungry, but I
ate a little. Then I spent the remainder of the evening in bed.
    It was about ten when David came in and went to the
bathroom. After taking a shower, he came out and climbed into bed
with me, he had closed the bedroom door.
    "Are you asleep?" Ray asked opening the door.
    "Not yet," David replied.
    "I just need to get in the shower," he said and closed the
door and crossed to the bathroom.
    "I wish they would have put a door from the living room into
the bathroom," David said with a sigh as he lay down on his
back.
    I was laying on my stomach. He raised up and leaned down
next to me and ran his hand across my back.
    "How do you feel?" he asked softly.
    "Better, thanks," I said, rolling over.
    "You're not as red as you were," he said running his hand
over my chest and squeezing my left pec.
    He leaned down and kissed me on the cheek. I reached up and
pulled him down to me and returned his kiss on his lips.
    "You think you can take it?" he whispered in my ear.
    "I'm going to try," I replied kissing him on the cheek.
    He rolled over on his back. By then he was fully erect.
    "You sure you want it?" he asked.
    "I've wanted it since the day I met you," I confessed.
Then, after spitting on my fingers, I put them up my ass and
moved them around until my muscles were relaxed.
    I turned my back to David and reached back and took a hold
of his dick. Then I guided his big organ into my throbbing
asshole.
    He put his hand on my hip and pushed. "Ohhhh yes, David," I
moaned as he penetrated me.
    He slowly began to pump after I got him inside of me,
pushing himself deeper and deeper. I felt like my insides were
going to split open, but it felt so good.
    "Ohhh David, don't ever stop," I moaned as he pulled me
closer to his warm body. I turned my head back to look up at
him and he kissed me on the cheek.
   He pulled out of me and rolled me over on my back.  Spreading
my
legs, he re-entered me, laying down on top of me. He began
kissing me
on the lips as he pumped. I wrapped my arms around him and rubbed
his
strong back all the way down to his nice rounded hips. I squeezed
each
cheek and pulled him deeper into me.
    He began pumping faster and kissing me harder. I could tell
he was getting close, I knew I was.
    "Ohh, babe I'm here," he panted and shoved his organ deeper
into me. Then he collapsed on top of me as I squirted my own
juices between us.
    After a few moments he caught his breath and leaned back
and smiled.
    "I think I could get used to this," he said.
    "So could I," I replied as the bathroom door opened and Ray
came out, he was wearing his towel around his waist.
    He looked over at us, but didn't say anything, just sighed
and went out to the living room.
    David got up and went into the bathroom.
    A few minutes later he returned and I got up and went in
and cleaned the cum off of my stomach, then cleaned out my
ass. It was throbbing.
    I went back into the bedroom and lay down. David was laying
on his back with the sheet over him, he had his right arm up
over his head.
    I lay down and he reached over and pulled me against him. I
lay my head down on his chest.
    The early morning light was coming in the window when I
opened my eyes the next morning. It was about fifteen till five.
I knew the alarm would go off again at five.
    My head was still on David's chest. I stretched and looked
up at his face.He opened his eyes and looked down at me and
smiled.
"Morning," he said softly.
    I raised up and kissed him on the lips. "Morning," I said
smiling.
    He looked over at the clock. "How do you manage to always
wake up before the alarm goes off?" he asked.
    "Just lucky, I guess," I replied rubbing his chest.
    "What do you suppose we should do now?" he asked with a
twinkle in his eye. "It's to early to get up."
    I reached down and pushed the cover off of him. His organ
was erect, crying for attention. I marveled at how it reached
to about an inch above his belly button. Mine only reached to
an inch below mine, and I was short waisted.
    I licked the head with my tongue, then down the back to the
base and back up. I watched his face as I put my mouth over the
head and began licking the base of his head. His moaning and
facial movements told me I was doing something right. I took his
balls
in my hand and began to rub them as I sucked and licked his head.
He
took my head in his hands and pressed me against him and pushed
up
with his hips. "I want to fuck you," he gasped.
    "Okay," I said raising up. I lay down on my back and spit
on my fingers and stuck them up my ass.
    He rolled over on top of me kissing me on the lips, then he
pushed his big cock up into me. I pulled him down on top of me,
his
warm body felt so good against me.  It only took a few moments
before
he was pumping harder and faster and his kisses grew more
intense.
    "I'm coming," he panted in my ear, then he pulled back and
shoved his dick in deeper, holding me tighter and kissing me
hard on the mouth.
    He collapsed on top of me. Then after he caught his breath,
he kissed me on the neck, then up to my mouth.
    He leaned back and smiled. "You didn't come that time, did
you?" he asked as the alarm went off.
    I shook my head and kissed him again. "It doesn't matter,"
I said.
    "You sure?" he asked rolling off of me and turning the
alarm off.
    "I'll let you make me come if you want to," I said as he
lay down and pulled me over to him.
    "I don't think I'm ready to go that far," he said.
    I looked up at him. "I don't mind," I said smiling.
    "You know," he said rubbing my arm, "if you wouldn't have
gotten up before the alarm went off yesterday morning, you
might have gotten it then."
    "Oh?" I asked surprised.
    "You didn't think I didn't know I was holding you night
before last, did you?"
    "Well, yes," I admitted. "I thought it was just habit that
you would be holding me, cause you probably hold Sue that way.
But I figured I'd really be in trouble if you woke up and I had
my head on your chest."
    "Actually, I don't hold Sue that way," he said. "She lays
on her side with her back to me. She won't lay her head on my
chest because the hair tickles her. I told her I would shave my
mustache, but I wouldn't shave my chest."
    "I'm glad you won't," I agreed.
    "I woke up when you turned over and I rolled over on my
back and you lay down on my chest. I even jacked off while you
were in the shower, I was hoping you'd come out of the bathroom
and catch me, then I'd would have asked you to help me. I know
that you've wanted it for a long time."
    "I sure have," I replied. "At least I've got it now."
    "It's all yours," he said and then leaned down and kissed
me. We got up and went into the bathroom. He shaved while I
took a shower.
    I climbed out of the tub and he turned around and took the
towel from me.
    He turned me around in a circle. "You've got a soft tan
this morning," he said smiling. "No redness anywhere. I think
if you just lay out about an hour today, you won't be in as
much pain as you were yesterday."
    I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him on the lips. "How
am I
going to lay out with your uncle and father here?"
    "We'll manage," he said and kissed me on the lips.
    "Why don't you get in the shower before I drag you back to
bed?" I said pulling out of his arms.
    He smiled and kissed me again. "That might not be a bad
idea."
    "Me dragging you back to bed, or you taking a shower?" I
asked.
    He pulled me back into his arms. "Both," he replied kissing
me.
    "They'll probably be getting up pretty soon," I said
pulling away again, "you'd better get your shower. I'll go
start breakfast."
    I went into the bedroom and got dressed, then, after making
the bed, I went into the living room.
    Greg was laying on his left side with his back to Ray. The
sheet covered him from the waist down.
    Ray was laying on his back, the sheet had slid off of him,
exposing his erect cock. He was about twelve inches long and
ten inches thick. My own organ began to grow as I stood there
and stared at it. He opened his eyes and saw me staring at him.
He
looked down at his organ, then back up at me and smiled.
    "You like that, huh?" he asked softly as he sat up.
    "Nobody in their right mind wouldn't," I replied as he
stood up and put on his robe.
    I went into the kitchen; he followed.
    "Do you think you can make David happy?" he asked as I
started the coffee.
    "I've loved him since the day we met," I replied. "I didn't
even know that he and Sue didn't have a sexual relationship
until yesterday. If you wouldn't have asked him about it, I
still wouldn't know.
    "But to answer your question," I continued with a sigh, "I
don't know. But if he wants me, I'm going to try my hardest."
    He nodded and turned and went into the bedroom.
    I walked over to the couch where Greg was laying. He turned
over on his back and the sheet slid down exposing his erect
organ. He was the same size as David.
    He opened his eyes and looked at me and sat up. He sighed
and shook his head and headed for the bedroom door.
    "I only wanted to know how you like your eggs," I said.
    He stopped at the door and turned and looked back at me and
shook his head. "Scrambled," he said with a sigh and went into
the bedroom.
    I had just put the biscuits in the oven when David put his
arms around me and kissed me on the cheek. "Morning," he said
softly.
"That smells good," he said referring to the scrambled eggs and
sausage I had just made.
    "So do you," I said turning in his arms. He smiled and
kissed me on the lips.
    A few minutes later, Ray joined us. Then Greg came in.
    We ate in silence. Ray was sitting at the head of the table
and David at the foot. I was sitting on the left side and Greg
sat across from me.
    Greg ate slowly and kept looking up at me. I caught him a
few times, and he just smiled and looked down at his plate.
    After breakfast, I did the dishes and David dried them and
put them up. I made a pitcher of lemonade and filled up David's
thermos.
    "Are you going to go down to the lake with us, Scott?" Ray
asked.
    "For a little while," I replied. "I need to lay out for
about an hour."
    "Better not lay out any longer than that," Ray said.
    The four of us went down to the lake. Ray and Greg picked
the same spot that we had used the day before. David and I went
down the bank a little farther and around a bend so we could
lay out nude without them seeing us.
    I was laying on my stomach, and David was sitting beside me
fishing, when Greg came around the bend.
    "Hey, Guys," he said sitting down on the blanket beside me.
    I looked up at him and he smiled.
    "How's it going?" David asked.
    "Pretty good," he replied. "How about you?"
    "I've caught about six," David said holding up his bucket.
    "I was wondering if I could talk you out of some of that
lemonade, Scott?" he asked.
    "Sure," I replied raising up and handing him a glass. He
filled it
up, and took a drink.
    "Sure is good," he said. "Mind if I take some to Ray?"
    "No," I replied and handed him another glass.
    He filled it up and got up and went back around the corner to
where they were fishing.
    David ran his warm hand down my back as I lay back down on my
stomach, "You'd better get back to the cabin before you start to
burn," he said kissing me on the cheek as he pressed his hard
body
against my back.
    The rest of the week flew by. David and I slept in the
bedroom,
and Ray and Greg on the couch.
    It was Sunday morning when I woke up with my head on David's
chest, and looked up into his eyes.
    "Morning, Darling," he said softly as he smiled at me.
    I raised up and kissed him on the lips. "Morning," I replied
and
looked at the clock. It was four-forty-five.
    David reached over and turned the alarm off. "There," he
said,
"now that won't bother us."
    He pushed me over onto my back as he kissed me on the neck,
ear,
and check, as he slowly made his way to my lips.
    "I love you," he said between kisses.
    I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer to me. "I
love
you, too," I replied.
    He raised up and spit on his fingers, then reached down
between my
legs and pressed them up my ass.
    "Oooo, David, that feels good," I gasped as he moved them
around
inside me.
    "Are you ready?" he whispered.
    "Oh yes, Babe," I replied.
    I helped him guide his big dick up into my ass, then he
pushed it
in deep. He pulled my hips up against his, then he slowly began
to
pump, and he lay down on top of me, kissing me on the lips, as he
did.
    He made love to me slow and easy this time, it was a good
hour
before he came this time. We were just lucky that his father and
uncle
didn't wake up and come through to the bathroom.
    After he came, he raised up and kissed his way down my chest
and
stomach. Then he kissed my throbbing cock, and licked it from the
base
to the head.
    "Oh, Darling, yes, that feels good," I moaned as he swallowed
it
and began to suck.
    It didn't take long before I was getting close, and I told
him
that I was going to come, and he took it all as I squirted into
his
hot mouth.
    Then he raised up and lay down next to me and kissed me on
the lips. "I love you," he whispered.
    We lay there holding each other for a while, then he raised
up.
"We'd better get up and around. I told Sue that we'd be back by
three
this afternoon, and we don't want to be late."
    "Oh, do we have to?" I protested as he sat up. Because I knew
that
if we went back home, I'd never have him again.
    He smiled at me and leaned down and kissed me on the lips
again.
"Yeah, we do," he replied and got up and went into the bathroom.
    I sighed and got up and followed him. While he shaved, I took
a
shower, then got dressed and went out through the living room to
the
kitchen. Ray and Greg we sitting at the breakfast counter
drinking
coffee.
    "Morning sleepy head," Greg teased and gave me a hug as I
walked
by.
    "Who says I've been asleep all this time?" I asked.
    Ray cleared his throat as I began making breakfast.
    "I think I'll go take a shower," Greg said as the water
stopped
running in the bathroom.
    A few minutes after Greg went in, David came out dressed.
    A short time later, Greg came out dressed, he had taken a
shower and shaved.
    After we ate, Ray went to take his shower while David and I
did the dishes.
    "Would you mind making a pitcher of lemonade for us before
you leave, Scott?" Greg asked.
    "Not at all," I replied. "I think I'll fill the thermos for
us too," I said as I began making it.
    After we got our bags packed, David took our suitcases out to
his car, then we all stood on the porch to say good-bye.
    Ray gave me a hug and said, "You take good care of him."
    "I will," I promised.
    "I'm sorry I was such an asshole when we met," Greg said
giving
me a hug. "I think you're very special. Who knows, if it don't
work
out with you and David, I might even give you a chance."
    I kissed him on the lips. "Well," he said pulling back, a
little
startled, and a little embarrassed, because David and Ray were
laughing, at him, "on second thought, I guess I won't."
    "Why not?" David asked pulling me into his arms and kissing
me on
the lips. It was a long drawn out kiss, and I had a hard on by
the
time it was over. "I think he's a good kisser."
    "I'll stick to kissing girls," Greg replied.
    "Okay, whatever you want to do," David replied.
    David gave them both a hug, and then we climbed into his car
and
they stood waving as we drove off.
     On the way back home, I sat next to David. He was wearing
a pair of jeans and a half tee shirt. I was wearing shorts and
a full tee shirt.
    I lay my head on his shoulder and rubbed his leg.
    He put his arm around me as he drove. "On the way up here,
I had this urge to run my hand through the hair on your
stomach," I said rubbing his stomach.
    "I wish you would have," he replied kissing me on the top of
my
head.
    I ran my hand up closer to his crotch, "You'd better stop
that, or
I'll have to pull over and give it to you," he said.
    "That would be fine with me," I replied smiling up at him.
    "No, I told Sue we'd be back at three, so we need to get
back," he
insisted.
    "Okay," I said reluctantly and lay my head back down on his
shoulder.
    I slid back over to the passengers side door about two blocks
from
their house.
    Sue was standing in the doorway waiting for us when we pulled
into
the driveway.
    She ran out to meet us, then she froze as David climbed
out of the jeep.
    "David," she said stunned. "You grew your mustache back."
    He put his arms around her and kissed her, she pulled back
like he had struck her.
    "You know I don't like that," she said brushing her face.
    His muscles rippled. I could tell he was mad. He got his
suitcases out of the jeep and took them into the house. I put
mine in the back of my car.
    "I see you got a tan," Sue told me. "Did you have a good
time?"
    "Yes, we did," I replied as we went into the house.
"David's Dad and Uncle Greg showed up.
    "Mind if I use the bathroom?" I asked. It was a rhetorical
question, but I asked to make conversation.
    I went into the bathroom and closed the door. The bathroom
had a door to their bedroom and to the hall. David was sitting
on the edge of the bed. He looked up at me and smiled as I
closed the door. Then I went to use the toilet.
    I had just flushed the toilet when I felt David's arms
around me.
    He pulled me against him and turned me around.
    His warm lips touched mine as he kissed me.
    "This morning was the first time I made love to you," he
said, softly.
    I frowned. "What do you mean?" I asked looking up into his
eyes.
    "All this week I imagined that I was making out with Sue.
This morning I didn't, it was totally you."
    At first I was stunned, hurt, that he had been dreaming of
Sue while he made love to me. Then I realized something, when
he made love to me that morning, it was the best that it had
been all week.
    I smiled and kissed him. "I love you," I said.
    He smiled back. "I love you, too," he said and kissed me
again.
    "What are you going to do about Sue?" I asked as we walked
into the bedroom.
    "I don't know," he replied dumping the contents of his
suitcases on the bed.
    He went into the bathroom and got the dirty clothes hamper
and returned with it. Then he put the clothes in it that he had
dumped on the bed.
    "You didn't bring any fish back with you, did you?" Sue
asked entering from the hall.
    David laughed and pulled her to him, "No, Darling, we
didn't."
    She dodged his kiss, but let him hold her.
    My insides churned. Jealousy? I imagine it was. I wanted
him to kiss me, I wanted him to hold me. "I guess I'd better be
going," I said heading for the door.
    "Okay," David said. "Thanks for going with me," he added
winking at me over Sue's head. "I'll see you later."
    "Thanks for taking me," I replied. I couldn't make any
facial movements because Sue was looking at me.
    I forced a smile and went out to the garage and drove home.
    I took a shower and put on clean clothes and started the
laundry.
    I was sitting out on the balcony looking out at a few of
the hunks at the pool when the intercom buzzed.
    I ran over and pushed the 'talk' button. "Who is it?" I
asked.
    "Scott, I need to talk to you," David said.
    I pushed the 'door' button and told him to come up.
    I left the door unlocked and went back out on the balcony.
    "Would you mind coming in here?" David asked.
    I turned around and he was standing in the patio door with
his left arm on the side of the door frame.
    I could tell he had been working out, he had on a pair of
shorts and a half tee shirt, and his muscles were bulging.
    I went into the living room and he pulled me into his warm
arms. Although he was sweating from his work out, he smelled
good.
    His soft warm lips touched mine as he kissed me. Then he
pulled back and led me over to the couch and we sat down.
    "Sue wants me to shave," he said with a sigh.
    "What do you want to do?" I asked rubbing his leg.
    "I like it," he replied. "But I don't think a mustache is
considered a grounds for divorce."
    "So, what are you going to do?" I asked.
    He pulled me close again and held me. "I told her I would
shave if she would let me fuck her."
    "Uh oh," I said kissing him on the cheek.
    "Yeah," he said with a sigh. "She slapped me."
    I pulled back and kissed him on the lips. "I'll let you
fuck me, and keep the mustache," I said with a sly smile.
    He smiled and pulled me closer and kissed me again.
    "I think I'll take you up on that," he said. "Mind if I
spend the night?"
    "No," I replied. "But does Sue know you're here?"
    "No," he replied. "She went to church this evening, I told
her I was going to stay home and work out. I'll call her later
and let her know."
    I gave him an "Oh really?" look and he shook his head and
smiled.
    "No, just that I'm spending the night," he said hugging me
again.
    I lay my head on his shoulder and put my hand on his
stomach, then ran it slowly up underneath his shirt. I put my
hand on
his left thigh and ran it up to his shorts. The bulge in his
shorts
began to grow as I slowly massaged his thigh.
    "You're going to get into trouble if you keep that up," he
said softly, kissing me on the top of my head.
    I got down on my knees on the floor in front of him and
pulled his shorts and briefs down, his swollen member was
throbbing.  I put my mouth over the head of it, and licked the
base
with my tongue.
    "Ohhh, Scott, yes," David moaned.
    I licked the back of it down to his balls and sucked on
them while I stroked his dick with my hand.
    "Oh shit, I'm coming," he gasped.
    I barely had a chance to get my mouth over the head again
before he was shooting his load. The creamy white come ran down
my chin onto his thighs. I licked his thighs off. Then he
pulled me up laughing.
    "To big a load for you, huh?" he asked and licked his come
off of my chin, and began french kissing me.
    He pushed me down on the couch on my back and pulled my
shorts off. Then he bent down and started sucking my cock. It
took me
longer to come than it had him, but I knew I had made him feel as
good
as he was making me feel as he sucked.
    After I had come, we put our cloths back on, then we spent
the remainder of the evening sitting on the couch holding each
other.
    It was about a quarter to nine when the intercom buzzed.
    I got up and went to the door to answer it. "Yes?" I asked
pushing the 'talk' button.
    "Scott. Sue. Is David there?" she asked worriedly.
    I looked over at David, he sighed and nodded his head.
    "Yes, come on up," I said and pushed the 'door' button.
    I left the door unlocked and went over and sat down on the
love seat.     A few moments later the door opened and Sue
entered.
She was still wearing the sun dress she had worn to church.
    "I'm sorry," she said sitting down beside David, "but I got
home and you weren't there, but your car was, and there was no
note."
    "I had planned on being back when you got home," David
said, "but Scott and I got to talking and I forgot to keep an
eye on the time."
    "Must have been an intense discussion," she said with a
laugh, "you don't even have the TV on."
    David gave me a nervous look. "Would you excuse us?" he
asked.
    "Sure," I said and got up and went into the bedroom. I
closed the door, but left it open a crack, they didn't notice.
    I usually don't eavesdrop, but I wouldn't have been able to
stay in that room without going insane if I had closed the door
and lay down on the bed, and turned the radio on. So I watched
and listened.
    David took Sue's hands in his. "I hate to do this to you,"
he said softly. I could barely hear him.
    "What are you talking about?" Sue asked nervously.
    "I'm going to file for divorce tomorrow," David said.
    Sue's eyes grew wide with terror. 
    "I'm also going to try to get an annulment," David
continued. "We've been married for almost eight months and we
haven't consummated it yet."
    "But...but..." Sue stammered.
    "I'm going to let you have the house," David continued.
They were renting anyway. "I'm going to move in here with
Scott."
    Sue frowned. "Are you sure that's a good idea?" she asked.
"I've told you before I think he's gay. What if he tries
something? I've noticed how he looks at you."
    "It'd be more than you ever did," he said standing up.
    By Sue's expression he'd just slapped her.
    "Scott and I'll come over in the morning after you go to
work and get my things," David said walking her to the door.
    "I'm not leaving you for anyone," he said. "I do love you,
Sue," he said as I heard the door open, "but if you can't
preform your martial duties, I have to find someone who can."
    "Even if that's Scott?" she asked venomously.
    "Goodby, Sue," he said closing the door.
    I walked out of the bedroom. He was standing with his
forehead on the door and his right hand still on the knob.
    He looked up at the ceiling as I walked up behind him.
    "Yes, Sue," he whispered. "Even though it is Scott."
    I put my arms around his waist and lay my head on his
strong back. "I'm sorry," I whispered as he turned around and
held me
tight as his tears spilled down on my shoulder.
    "Why should you be sorry?" he asked with a forced laugh.
"You get me all to yourself. That's what you've always wanted,
isn't it?"
    "Yes," I replied with a sigh. "But you and Sue are my best
friends. I'd a lot rather see you both happy and never sleep
with you again, than to have you, and both of you be unhappy."
    He looked at me through tear stained eyes and smiled. "Sue
told me once you'd make someone a good wife. She was right. I
never dreamed it would be me, neither did she."
    He pulled me against him again and I rested my head on his
chest.
    "Let's go to bed," he whispered.
    "Okay," I said and we went into the bedroom.
    David took his clothes off while I took off mine.  We climbed
into
bed and I lay down next to him with my head on his chest.
    "Do you mind if we don't do anything tonight?" he asked
softly. "I'd like to just lay here and hold you."
    "I don't mind," I said kissing him.
    "Thanks," he said as I lay my head back down on his chest.
    "I'll call my boss in the morning and ask him if I can take
tomorrow off and work Saturday," he said. "That way I can get
moved in."
    "Okay," I said playing with the hair on his chest.
    "Oh, shit!" David exclaimed.
    "What's wrong?" I asked worriedly, looking up at him.
    "Here I am making all these plans to move in with you, and
I haven't even asked you if I can."
    I smiled and leaned up and kissed him. "Of course you can,"
I said.
    He kissed me. "Thanks," he said softly.
    I lay my head back down and we drifted off to sleep.
    I opened my eyes. I was laying on my right side, David had
his left arm around me, and I could feel his warm body pressing
against my back. The alarm was blaring. It was six-thirty.
    I rolled over and David turned over on his back as I
reached across him and turned the alarm off.
    He put his arms around me and pulled me down and kissed me.
    "Mm," he said smiling sleepily. "Good morning."
    "Morning," I said kissing him again.  As we kissed, he
rolled me over on my back, rolling over on top of me.
    He pressed his hard organ against me. "I've got something
for you," he said with a smile and a twinkle in his eye. "Do
you want it?"
    "Mm hum," I sighed and pulled him down to me and kissed
him again.
    After a few moments of heavy kissing, he raised up and spit
on his fingers, then he reached down and spread my legs and
stuck them up my ass. He watched my facial expressions as he
moved
them around inside of me.
    "You ready?" he whispered raising up and pulling my hips up
to him.
    "Oh, yea," I moaned and he pushed his dick up my ass.
    He lay down on top of me and we began kissing again as he
began to pump.
    "Oh, David I love you," I moaned as he pumped slowly.
    He began to pump faster and his kisses became more intense,
I could tell he was getting close.
    "I love you too," he panted and kissed me on the neck, then
up to the mouth. "I'm coming," he said pushing his organ deeper
into me.
    "So am I," I said as I pushed my hips against him.
    I felt his organ expand inside of me as mine exploded
between us.
    He collapsed on top of me and continued kissing me.
    He raised up and smiled at me. "You haven't done that since
the first time at the cabin," he said.
    "I know," I replied. "It makes it feel so much better when
I do, though," I admitted and kissed him again.
    He raised up and looked over at the clock.
    "Shit," he said getting up. It was seven and we both had to
get dressed and call our bosses before eight.
    "You didn't wake up before the alarm went off this
morning," he teased pulling me out of bed.
    "I didn't, did I?" I agreed as we went into the bathroom.
    We took a shower together, then, while he shaved using my
old razor, I called my boss and asked him if I could work
Saturday.
    "You know we're closed on the weekends," he said.
    I worked as an accountant for a law firm.
    "I know," I replied. "But I could still come in and work."
    "Oh, all right," he said with a sigh.
    "Thanks," I said happily.
    "You just be here in the morning," he warned and hung up.
    David called his boss while I got dressed. He worked as a
salesman at a computer store. They were open every day of the
week.
    "He's not too happy," David said as I got dressed, "but he
said okay."
    "That's the way my boss was," I replied.
    We drove over to David's house in my car. It was a little
past eight when we arrived and Sue had already gone to work.
    She had left a note on the kitchen table. David picked it
up and read it.
    "'If you change your mind,'" he read aloud, "you can come
back anytime. Love, Sue.'"
    I put my arms around him and held him.
    "I wouldn't leave if she'd change her mind," he said softly
as he pushed me away and started packing his things.
    He didn't have much, and he decided to leave some of his
things that he didn't need, so it only took about an hour for
us to get him moved.
    After he got unpacked at my place, we went down to the
managers office and signed him up on the lease and got his
keys.
    The rest of the day we spent at his lawyers office getting
the proceedings for the annulment.
    After the annulment was over with David remained living with
me. I have been able to give him all the things his wife
couldn't.
    We found another church to go to, so we wouldn't be running
into Sue, and we haven't seen her since the divorce.
    I read in the newspaper where she got married again, to a
computer programmer in another city, about six months later.
And, through mutual friends from around town, we learned that
she was pregnant.
    "I guess the guy she married has a smaller dick than I do,"
David had said.
    "Well, I'm glad that she's happy now," I said putting my
head on David's shoulder.
    "So am I," David said kissing me on the top of the head. "I
know I am."
    "Me too," I replied smiling up at him.