Date: Fri, 11 Apr 2003 03:41:27 EDT
From: allbeared@aol.com
Subject: A Winters Tale Part two

This is gay fiction, if you don't like it don't read it.

A Winters Tale Part Two

	I woke with a start and realised that Dev had rolled onto his side,
facing away from me. I curled up into him, my body following the contours
of his body, which left my face in the middle of his shoulder blades. As I
drifted back to sleep I could smell him, his every scent seeping into my
nostrils, it was the scent of sweat and maleness and I loved it. Then my
mind went back to how I'd found Dev surrounded by all those photo's, What
was I going to do with them? Why had dad kept them? These and a dozen other
questions were going around in my mind and as I tried to fathom the answers
I went to sleep. I was snuggled into Dev, with my cock resting between his
arse cheeks, it was very comfortable and the grip of his buttocks was very
comforting as well.

	The movement of Dev's arse rubbing up and down on my cock woke me
up, it had got dark outside so we must have had a couple of hours sleep.
Dev was not only rubbing his arse up and down he was also gripping me with
his buttocks. I've always had a lot of precum and this time was no
exception, I could feel my cock slipping up between his arse easily,
somehow, he then caught the head of my cock in his arsehole and it slipped
just inside his hole. I held myself still, I'm not as big as Dev is, but I
do have a thickish six inches and I don't know if Dev is going to be able
take it easily or if he is used to taking it like this. After a while I
could feel his arsehole relaxing so I pushed my cock in a little bit
further, he gave a grunt as my meat started to slide further and further
inside him.

	"Ron that feels great, come on fuck me please". Slowly I worked my
cock into the familiar pattern, pulling it nearly all the way out until
just the head was inside and then plunging it as deep as it would go. I
must have been hitting his prostrate as I could hear him moaning every time
I sunk into him. I kissed his wonderful hairy back and put my hand around
him to grab his cock, he already had his hand on it and was stroking it in
time with the movement in his arse. When I grabbed hold of the top half of
his cock, his hand was already around the bottom half, I could feel his
precum oozing out of the top of his foreskin and down the shaft. His cock
was swollen and hard inside its foreskin so I slipped a finger inside that
loose skin and as soon as I touched the head of his cock he jerked and his
arse clamped around my cock. It was enough to set me off and I started
bucking against him as I shot my load deep inside this man. As I was
shooting so was he, it was shooting out over my hand and some was missing
my hand and going over the bed. As we both calmed down Dev said to me

	"I had forgotten what those feelings were like, thank you Ron" I
told him that it was a mutual thing and there was no need for thanks -

	"I enjoyed it both times Dev. I can't ever remember being fucked
like you fucked me" I didn't want to take my cock from his arse, it felt as
though it was a part of both of us, but someone had to get some food
because I was bloody well starving. After I'd subsided enough I let my cock
slide out of his arse and rolled onto my back, thinking about getting up to
get us a meal. Dev rolled half on top of me and kissed me, tenderly and
lovingly, it was a real kiss between two men who had just found something,
something that both of them needed.

	I got up and went to the end of the bed looking down at this
beautiful hairy monster, I wanted to jump right back into bed with him, but
I'm afraid to say that hunger won over sex and so I said

	"What do fancy for supper Dev?" His answer was very short and
straight to the point

	"You" I did have the decency to giggle as I turned away, This man
was too much, much too much. I went downstairs and dug some chops out of
the freezer, turned the stove on and got some chips and frozen peas
out. Chopped up some mushrooms, put the chops in the oven and started to
get some crockery out

	"I'll do that" Dev said. I suppose I must have jumped, but I hadn't
heard him come in and my mind had been thinking about him. "Sorry I didn't
mean to make you jump" he said "I guess you're not used to having someone
else here?"  "Well no I'm not" I replied "But I could get used to it quite
easily" as I said this I smiled as though it was a joke, but Dev didn't say
anything he just turned and started laying the table.

	After we had eaten we went into the front room, but this time we
sat together on the settee, just to watch the news, I'd scanned the paper
earlier on and there wasn't even a decent movie on, so there wasn't any
point in having the TV on. As I turned it off Dev asked

	"Have you got a computer?"

	"No I haven't I've never had any reason to want one. I have porn
books if I want them and I have a very good imagination" as I said this I
remembered my fantasy from this morning which had come true this
afternoon. "Did you want to use one the Dev?" I asked

	"Well no not really. I haven't looked at a computer since that
night my partner died. I was just wondering what it would be like to have a
look at one again" he then went and had a look at my books and pulling one
out he started to read. I wasn't sure what to do, but in the end decided to
go upstairs and see how many photo's there were in those boxes and I
suppose to see what else my father had got up to.

	When I got in the bedroom the photo's I'd dropped earlier were
scattered around so I started to pick them up and then putting them in the
open box I delved into the rear of the wardrobe to see how many boxes there
were. There must have been ten or twelve boxes in there, what the hell was
I going to do with all of them. As I opened each box I turned over the top
pictures and they were all the same, my dad and someone or someone's in all
sorts of positions. By the time I got to the last box I was fed up with
seeing the same face in the pictures, mind you, you couldn't see the face
when he had his tongue up someone's arse, but the body was the same.
Looking at them made me realise though that all the 'new' positions that
I'd learnt over the years weren't new at all. The last box, there were ten
in all, held the biggest surprise. They were of my dad yes, but they were
all with the same guy. A big guy, who was covered in hair, very similar to
Dev, but younger and the face wasn't the same of course. There was one
picture, of dad and the other guy on a beach, which had a date on the back
June the 27th 1953 and some writing which I eventually made out as "Me and
Jeff at Bournemouth" So now I had a name, why did it seem so familiar? The
name Jeff was tugging at my mind, but nothing would come back to me, so I
left it. Looking at my watch I realised that I'd been sat here for just
over two hours and I wondered what Dev was doing.

	When I walked into the front room I just gaped in wonder. Dev had
fallen asleep, the book had slipped from his hands and onto the floor, he
was slumped with his legs wide open and one arm across his chest. His cock
was hanging between his legs with his balls dangling behind it, I couldn't
resist the temptation and went on my knees between his open legs and slowly
licked that wonderful piece of flesh hanging there, his cock twitched as my
tongue ran over it, but he didn't wake up, just moaned slightly. I went
down further and slowly took all of his soft cock in my mouth, I've always
loved the feel of a soft cock in my mouth, there is something about the
silkiness and the taste that is very addictive. As he was soft I was able
to get my mouth all the way up to his pubes and feel them on my lips, but
even as my mouth was working its way down his cock I could feel it
beginning to harden. I looked up from between Dev's legs and I could see
those wonderful eyes gazing down at me.

	"Ohhh! I love that Ron, please don't stop" he murmured as his cock
got harder and harder, very soon I could only get about half of it into my
mouth. I put my fingers around his balls and began to pull on them and then
stroking the spot behind his balls, another spot that seemed to turn him
on. His hands came down on my head and then he was ramming his cock in and
out of my mouth, it seemed to be getting further and further into my throat
as his speed and depth increased. I gagged and his cock jumped and twitched
as he pulled it out of my throat and into my mouth, to allow me to
breathe. By now he was urging me to carry on and please don't stop, I had
no intention of stopping this was heaven. I reached between my legs and
started stroking my hard cock as I swallowed his once again, again I
gagged, but this time his cock not only twitched, but I felt his cum
spewing out into my throat, it was filling me up and there was nothing I
could, or wanted, to do except take everything this wonderful man wanted to
give me.

	After he had finished and I had thoroughly cleaned every last drop
of cum from his cock, I got up and sat beside him, putting my arms around
him. He leaned into me and it felt so comfortable that I would have been
quite happy to stay there for a very long time.

	"Ron there is something I have to tell you" He said.

	"There is no need to say anything Dev, I'm quite happy with the
here and now. I have enough history upstairs to take care of" He pulled
away a little and looked at me

	"Its only that you don't know anything about me, where I'm from,
what I'm like or anything" I looked back at him and said

	"Dev when you want to tell me you can, but for the moment lets
leave things as they are" He muttered OK and settled back into my arms. We
laid in each others arms for a while when I realised how dark it was
getting so I got up, turned on some light and then went to draw the
curtains. As I started to pull the curtains I could see Dev's reflection in
the darkened glass and he was staring at me, it sent a shiver up my spine,
but I just waved it off as one of those funny feelings.

	When we went to bed Dev said that as he snored so much he would
sleep in his own bed, ignoring my protests of

	"I snore as well" and "But it would be lovely to be together" he
still went in his own room and shut the door, but we did have some
wonderful kisses before he pulled away and went in. Of course I was rock
hard and I couldn't get comfortable at all, If looked at the clock once
during the night I looked at it a dozen times, every time I tried to drop
of I had thoughts about Jeff or Dev or dad, what the hell was I going to do
about it all.. I suppose I must have fallen to sleep about five-thirty or
six o' clock, I know I turned the alarm off as I wanted to make sure that I
got some sleep. I woke with a start, an unfamiliar noise had woken me, I
looked at the clock it was nearly ten, I must have been dead to the
world. I dragged myself from the bed and went and got a shower, the towels
were damp so Dev must be up already. I went downstairs and I could smell
toast so he was eating breakfast, but when I got to the kitchen it was
empty.  "Dev" I called, no answer, I wonder if he's gone back upstairs? I
knocked on his door and didn't get any answer so I opened it saying "Dev?"
His bed was made, but the room was empty. I went to the window and looked
outside, there was something missing, my fucking car has gone!!

	I nearly fell down the stairs and I looked on the hall table, no
car keys, but there was a note.

	Don't worry Ron, I'm only borrowing the car. I should be back
tonight, but I could be late Dev XXX

 Borrowing my car, what the fuck for? God he's a cheeky bastard. For a
while I walked around in a bit of a daze, not sure what was happening or of
anything. I went back upstairs to my dads room and started to pull drawers
out to see if there were any more secrets. I didn't find anything except
dust. Then I thought I'd have a look in Dev's room to see if there were any
clues as to where he may have gone to. I opened the door and immediately
felt like a sneak thief.

His bag was in the corner, but I went to the wardrobe first and all that
was inside was some old trousers and a well worn shirt, he'd taken his long
coat with him. I walked over to his bag and looked at it for a long time
before finally kneeling down beside it and opening the zip at the
top. Pulling that zip back sounded so loud. When I had it open I lifted the
flap open and just looked inside, I suppose that my mouth must have fallen
open at the sight that met my eyes. This bag of a poor wanderer was half
full of twenty and fifty pound notes. I shut the bag and zipped it up, I
didn't know what to think or what to do. I sat there and just stared at
that bag as though it was going to jump up and bite me. I have no idea of
how long I sat there, but eventually I got up and softly shut the door
behind me as I left the room. 'Softly shut the door' Why? Who was going to
hear me? I went back to dads room and sat on the bed, my head was
spinning....Was this guy a bank robber, an embezzler, a black mailer, a
murderer!

	As these thoughts went spinning around in my head I suddenly
remembered that there was a box under the bed. It was dads as well, but I'd
never opened it. I reached under the bed and pulled it out, damn! It was
locked. I'd seen a key earlier, now where was it? I found it on top of the
chest of drawers that I'd turned out and went back to the chest. The lock
turned easily and as I leant forward to lift the lid I was reminded of that
bloody bag in the other room, but this time there wasn't any piles of money
lying inside. On the top were a couple of old newspapers, I put these to
one side and found a photo album. A quick look through it showed pictures
of family gatherings and posed pictures in sepia, they all had writing
beneath them 'Mum's or Jack's etc. birthday' and a list of names. I closed
the album and looked back in the box, the bottom of the box was full of
letters, each pinned to an envelope. I picked up a couple and looked at the
signature, they were signed 'Your ever loving Jeff' but there wasn't an
address at the top. They were dated though, so I found the earliest and
started to read.

	As I read these very passionate letters it became obvious that dad
and Jeff had been lovers in a very long and loving affair. It had all
started in school, and then they had just gone on getting closer and closer
through the years. According to Jeff's letters he wasn't worried about dads
mistake in getting married and he hoped that his son (Me) would grow into a
fine fellow. Jeff had been a traveller and there were letters from a lot of
different places around the world, the last one was saying how excited he
was to be coming home and seeing dad again. There the letters stopped, no
follow ups at all. What had happened? Why was there no other letters? I
puzzled over this and then picked up one of the old newspapers, the
headline story was a plane crash over a mountain in Venezuela, the list of
passengers was inside, I guessed what I'd find when I turned to the page
and there on the list was a 'Mr Jeffery Bracknell' there was a circle of
pen around the name, not just one circle, but a whole series as though
someone had gone round and round with a pen. I think dad must have loved
him very much. When I looked in the other paper there was a small obituary
about Jeff, of course no mention of dad or Jeff's 'other' life, just a note
that he was a single man. I was feeling a bit weepy after going through
dads life like this.

	It was getting quite late in the afternoon and although I'd had a
couple of sandwiches at lunchtime I was beginning to feel hungry
now. Should I make anything for Dev? Or is this a case of fuck him? Where
had all that cash come from? I'll go bloody mad if I keep letting my mind
go around thinking like this. I made some food for myself, if Dev is hungry
he can make something when he gets in, if he gets in! I watched the news
and then tried to read a book, but I couldn't concentrate. Turned the TV
back on and channel hopped for a while. This was no good I was getting
nowhere very fast, if I keep on like this I'll finish up in the nut
house. In the end I took some CD's upstairs, loaded my player and then laid
down to try and get to sleep, after last nights lack of sleep there
shouldn't have been a problem, but there was...DEV!!! Bloody Dev.

	I woke up and the room was dark, but there was someone beside me,
it was Dev. I tried to see the clock, but his body was in the way, so I
just turned over and snuggled up to him. Why had I worried? He was back,
and I drifted back to sleep. When I woke up the next time my bed was empty
again, but there was a warmth where he had lain and the pillow had a dent
from his head, so I hadn't dreamed it. Then the door was pushed open

	"Good morning sleepy head" Dev said as he came in carrying a tray
with a coffee pot and what smelled suspiciously like breakfast.

	"What?....." I spluttered.

	Dev stopped me and said "Explanations later, first lets eat. OK?"
He sat down on the edge of the bed and we shared the food and coffee. I was
so pleased to see him that I just ate, but kept looking at him sat there as
though nothing had happened.

	When we had finished he put the tray to one side and said "Right I
owe you some kind of explanation for taking off like that. This isn't going
to be easy and you could make it even harder. All I ask is that you listen
to me and then I'll ask you a question afterwards. Your answer to that
question will make a difference or maybe not, we will see. I'm sorry about
borrowing your car, but I had to get to London in a bit of a hurry. While
you were out I rung a friend, a friend that was looking after some stuff
for me. He told me that he was soon going to be moving and needed to know
what to do with all my stuff cluttering up his spare bedroom. I told him
that I'd be up there as soon as I could and make a decision then. I was
going to tell you this when you came home, but when you saw those pictures
and got so upset I sort of forgot about it, especially when we made love
afterwards. In fact that was a deciding factor in my final decision" By
this time he was lying in bed beside me and his hands were roaming over my
body, my natural reaction was to get hard and I could feel that he was as
well.

	"Dev you are going to have to stop that or we will get distracted
and I'll never find out all the mystery" he gave a sigh and rolled onto his
back.

	"Well after we had made love I knew that I wanted to be with you,
even more so after you entered me, but I needed to get this stuff from
Billy's and I hadn't got a lot of time. I have always been good at making
decisions so I just upped and left. When I got to Billy's place I explained
about you and how I felt etc. Billy was his usual helpful self and he had
organised a van for today from another friend and..." There was the sound
of a car horn sounding outside, Now who the hell is that? I don't get
visitors... Dev jumped out of bed and going to the window looked down in
the yard "He's bloody early" he said as he turned, went to the bedroom door
and shouted out "BILLY get down there and shut Moose up will you" I heard a
muffled voice agreeing and looking at Dev I said

	"Please tell me what the hell is going on?" I could hear someone
running down the stairs and I felt as though my whole life was going round
the bend.

	"I'm sorry Ron. I didn't know what else to do. So Billy brought my
car down and I brought yours back and that noise outside is Moose with all
my stuff. We had better go downstairs before they have sex with the fridge
or something equally bizarre" I didn't know what to say, everything was
happening so fast and I knew that I was missing some vital ingredient.

	"Hang on Dev, please. There are some things that you have missed
out or I didn't hear you say" Dev came back to the bed and jumped on so
that he was sitting astride me. He took my face in his hands, kissed me and
said

	"I love you do you understand that?" He loved me? When did this
happen? How did this happen? Did I love him? I have an old record somewhere
called 'There are more questions than answers' and that's exactly how I
feel.

	"But... Dev ... I....I...I don't know what to say" I was stuttering
like a child caught playing with himself. Dev said

	"There is going to be plenty of time for questions later, but for
now get up and come and meet my friends. Oh and you had better slip some
clothes on otherwise you are likely to be sexually attacked" He laughed,
got off the bed and put his jeans on.

	I stumbled out of bed in a daze...He loves ME? Pulled some shorts
on and followed Dev out of the door and downstairs, we arrived at the
kitchen at the same time and there were these two total strangers giving
each other a 69 in my kitchen. Everything had gone totally surreal, I stood
there watching them, but not really seeing them. Dev said

"OK you two that's enough for now, there will be plenty of time for that
later. Lets get the stuff unloaded and stacked away. Ron can I use the
spare room upstairs?" I nodded assent and watched as the two guys untangled
themselves. One was short, stocky and had ginger hair, he was really ginger
I could tell by the hair on his chest and all the way down to his pubes,
the other was a dark brown and he also had an equal amount of body
cover. Both of them were semi-erect and although the ginger one was cut,
they were quite impressive, not on the scale of Dev, but certainly a good
six or seven inches. They weren't embarrassed by Dev and I stood there
watching them and casually pulled on some clothes. I suddenly realised that
I had taken a bigger interest than I thought when I noticed one of them
staring at my shorts which had a bulge in them from my own half hard
cock. Dev introduced them to me, the ginger one was Billy and the other
Moose and then they all went out to the front drive with me in tow.

There was one of those self-drive small lorries outside and Moose had
opened the back and jumped in, Billy and Dev were stood at the open rear
and waiting for the stuff to come off. I looked over to my car and parked
next to it was a very smart Bentley about five years old, judging by the
number plate. It was still drizzling and the wind was cold around my legs
so I went indoors, not sure whether to get dressed and help or just let
them get on with it. I went back to the kitchen to get a coffee and to see
if I could make any sense of all of this. How many surprises can one man
have in a week? First Dev, then dad, then Dev, now Billy and Moose and
Dev....How do you make sense of something that seems senseless and.....Dev
loves me?? I sat there trying to see some light through all this when I
felt a pair of hands on my shoulders, turning I found Dev holding me

"Don't worry Ron. I'll make everything clear to you and I do love you very
much" I looked up at him and said

"Dev, I'm sorry, but its all going a bit too fast for me. Oh do you want
any help by the way?"

"Its all done Ron, its only taken us an hour, the other two have gone
upstairs for a shower. There is a hell of a lot to tell you so can I join
you for a coffee" I nodded, looked down as he took my mug away and made
another for me as well. Mugs of coffee in hand he sat down opposite me and
started

"Firstly you don't have to worry about me not being able to 'pay my
way'. What I told you before about the selling of my business wasn't the
whole of it. I was offered the chance to be a sleeping partner and the
company has done very well and I have a very good income from it. Secondly
most of that stuff that I've brought here is state of the art computer
stuff, my time on the road has given me time to think and I've got several
ideas which I want to try out. Thirdly I do want to live with you Ron, no
conditions, just be with you all the time. I expect that you have a load of
questions, but I think we had better get those two out of here. Just one
question.." he hesitated "I haven't asked you yet. Do you want me to live
with you?"

"Yes, yes I do Dev. You are right I've got a hundred and one questions, but
I can't think of one that won't wait" Dev took hold of my hand and we went
upstairs. When we got outside of the room Dev had used he said

"I just want to get my bag" he opened the door and walked in. I could see
Billy and Moose on the bed, Billy was on top and he had Moose's legs up on
his shoulders. I couldn't resist it and followed Dev into the room. Billy
was fucking Moose with long slow strokes, Moose had a hard-on that stood up
over his balls and every time that Billy went into him, Moose's cock
pressed back against his belly. Dev came up behind me and lowered my
shorts, that was when I realised that he had taken his jeans off as his
cock slipped between my arse cheeks. Bending over so that Dev could slide
his cock into my willing arse my mouth was immediately over Moose's cock,
it was only natural to open my mouth and take the offering. He was uncut
and I slipped my tongue inside his foreskin, but it soon came out again as
Dev thrust his cock just inside my arse. I opened my mouth to say something
and Dev pushed again and I swallowed Moose's cock. Moose raised his body to
get his cock into me and Dev thrust again, it was a wonder that their two
cocks didn't meet as I felt the one in my mouth slip into my throat.
Billy's belly was rubbing against my face and Dev was nearly all inside me
now. Moose started to moan as Billy started to fuck him faster and faster.
My own cock was throbbing in time with the thrusts of Dev's cock in my
arse. Then all hell broke loose as Billy started shouting "Yes...Yes...I'm
cumming" Moose let out an incomprehensible shout and my mouth was filling
up with his cum. As I went mad drinking the spurts of cum that Moose was
letting loose, I could feel Dev beginning to get faster in my arse, his
huge cock was rubbing against my prostrate with every move he made. My own
cock started to jerk as the charged atmosphere got to me and just as I
started to shoot I felt Dev filling me with his juice, his love juice. I
felt wonderful.

All this happened about five years ago, Dev and I have found out a lot more
about my dad and I've found out a lot more about Dev, Billy and Moose have
become an item and we see them about every two months. I've given up work
and have just finished building an extension on the house for Dev to put
some more equipment into. As far as his computer stuff, I'm still not one
hundred per cent sure what he does, but it earns us a hell of a lot of
cash....